Look around you, the exhibit seems to say, and you’ll find an Indian-American.
July 17, 2014
Assimilation has always been a nostalgic process. When the new world is reached, the old one somehow grows even older and begins to ossify. I often meet Indians from India who remark on the phenomenon of diasporic traditionalism—colonies of orthodoxy, patriarchy, heteronormativity, and racism set up in the enclaves of central New Jersey and Queens, desperate attempts to reconstruct a home more pure than the one they left. The Americans mistakenly believe that only the new world changes, while the old one stays the same.