I think those are all good questions, worthy of considering introspectively.
I think that in this case, we’re talking about camaraderie among people who share some cultural heritage, and I think that there’s definitely something there. Even in the states, I tend to have that kind of feeling regarding people from Philly, or PA. For instance, when I was out in San Diego a few trips past, I was sitting in a bar and some dude with an Eagles jersey was there, and we talked while drinking. But he was black.
I guess I don’t see my race as the same kind of thing. I don’t look at a white person and feel that I have anything in common with them, just based on that factor. I’d probably feel more camaraderie with the black guy from Philly than the some random white dude from down south, or from another country.
I can’t really speak to the church thing or sending my kids to school, but in terms of shopping at a store where they don’t speak english? I don’t really mind that. I mean, if they literally don’t speak english at all then it can be a problem, but if they are simply speaking spanish to each other? That doesn’t bother me, or throw me off at all.
You’re in San Diego, right? Every time I’ve been down there, which is a few times every year, I encounter folks speaking spanish to each other all the time. The same for when I go to Austin or San Antonio. It doesn’t bother me at all. There are a lot of Mexican immigrants there, I kind of expect that they’d speak spanish to each other.
I think that part of it is that when I travel, I always like to find good food that I can’t get back home, and that often ends up taking me to backwater local places. I’ve found that sometimes folks might give me a weird look when I’m the only white guy in a place full of migrant workers eating tacos, but that’s where the good tacos are, and as long as I don’t act like I own the place, folks are cool enough with me being there.