Identity is made up of a weird and wonderful shifting mass of collected experiences, memories and adopted mores. On any given day I will identify as any one of a wide variety of things, some of them mutually exclusive. I am a graduate of a women’s college – in the case of Bryn Mawr, this is actually more like belonging to a benign cult than anything else.
I carry two passports, and while I don’t know that my world view is specifically Dutch, it is very definitely tinged by growing up in Europe. I follow American politics with dismay and varying degrees of disillusionment. I follow French politics with a bowl of popcorn and a fine appreciation for the ridiculous.
Monday Night Dinner 