It is just interesting to see how mixed/inbred we are :D

I will start with mine

Taiwanese, Hawaiian, Portuguese. People often think I am Hispanic and speak Spanish to me. :)

Edit to add: I am mostly Polynesian / Asian mix. Almost 50/50 with a Portuguese great grandfather. The funny thing is when I play soccer with Mexicans, they all think I am Mexican. They think I am a terrible human being because I don't speak Spanish like I suppose to.

I hope to post pictures someday but I really don't have any pictures. I usually avoid my pictures from being taken.

Well! I am 1/8 American Indian (1/2 Cherokee, 1/2 Delaware), 1/8 Spanish (from Spain), and the rest... English, Welsh, Irish, French, German, etc....

I wasnt going to answer this thread (it being rationally motivated and all:D) BUT! Its nice to know what the "other person" is and what he is feeling like. Cuz alot of our thoughts and motivations are a reflection on how we are raised. And our race DOES influence our decision making - no matter how much we say otherwise.

Take care:)

i am Australian

But my background (if you go far enough back) is mainly irish with the rest of Britan thrown in for good measure

5th generation Australian, all English (with no irish/scottish/welsh additives)

Hitler woulda LOVED me :)

Scottish, Spanish, French, Native American, African

Also known as: Cajun

Half Rooskie, Half Brit.

Irish, German, and English.

With my dad's side of the family, mostly English (Gloucestershire county, Oxfordshire county, and Denbighshire county), some Irish (Derry county), and 1/64 Cherokee. With my mom's side of the family, i'm not as familiar with it though i know that some is German and Austrian.

Name damn near any country in europe and im probaly it.

My mother is from France and my grandmother on my father's side is Norwegian. I am born in the Netherlands and now living in the states.

Guess I am a mixture of three European countries as far as my near background goes....;)

Half swedish/half finnish.

1/2 Moroccan from my paternal side.

from my maternal side-- 1/4 Austrian + 1/4 Russian

see Northwind...
(Cajun) Mon Chere!:cool:

On my finnish side of the family I have a notorious ancestor known as Roju- Elli, she was a sami ( native scandinavian) chief woman.

I'm about 90 % latvian. only my mothers grandmother was Polish and my fathers grandmothers aunt was Jewish.

So it's like 90% Latvian, 10% Polish and ok 0.01 % Jewish

but I still think tht your nationality is in your heart and not in your documents . I'm pure Latvian:D

I have to agree with DR EVYL. I feel no connection to any nationality other than American. Though my mother's side traces back to the Mayflower and my father's side runs the gambit of "Early American" they are just figures of the past. I never met them.

I have the same problem here that I had with the racism arguements, especially the black/white issue. Those figures are the past and do not live today. They have made all the impact that they are going to make upon the present. Any further impact is made by the present and not the past. It is what WE make of it.

Anglo Saxon

Mostly Scouser with large dollops of Celt.

What an interesting topic. I mean it. No sarcasm.

Japanese-Norwegian. There's a family scandal there but y'all don't get it yet since I don't.

Nonetheless, I'm condemned to having no beard whatsoever. What my pictures (1 (http://www.sciforums.com/f12/s10c5e869bcd2d083f6514a4177d24b79/attachment.php?postid=90003), 2 (http://www.sciforums.com/f12/s10c5e869bcd2d083f6514a4177d24b79/attachment.php?postid=91193)) don't show is that I can't grow a beard--a sad consequence of my lineage.

I could wear a goatee or a Van Dyke. My best friend in life would love to see me in a Van Dyke. As an Asian I have a horrible Fu Manchu; my beard has historically been weakened by dead spots on the jaw right off the Fu Manchu. And a Norwegiean fisherman's beard grows out of my cheekbones in the form of ten Japanese hairs on each cheekbone that grow in like pubic hair or spiders' legs, take your pick. My father (white)_encouraged me to not wear a beard as a young man; "You'll have a Mister Miyagi (Karate Kid--Anyone? Anyone?) scrotum on your chin."

The highest compliment I have been paid for my ethnicity is twofold°: (1) A fantasy novelist from the Seattle area--it would be undignified to drop names (Nordic heritage)--once (apparently, as is related to me by the most absolutely fucking reliable source I could possibly have--trust me on this, please) asked after my heritage, wondering if I was Romany Gypsy. I cannot tell you how much I learned in the few moments of that short conversation. (2) The other is the amazingly common occurrence of persons of various indigenous American descendancies who approach me and speak to me it some tongue I am utterly unfamiliar with. Thus far, I am recognized by three of the tribes among the Sioux nation, and also by several northwestern US tribes whose culture I am dreadfully ignorant of and can, therefore, tell you nothing about. It should be noted that, proportionately, each of these indigenous American encounters has occurred in a tavern, as also has the white man approaching me and asking me about Tokyo or speaking Japanese.

I'm as American as you can get, for fuck's sake. I refuse to learn any non-English language beyond survival needs, and that poorly.

I resent my Japanese heritage because I am ridiculously bound to honor and integrity. To the other, I resent my white heritage because I am intrinsically connected to the post-Lutheran, post-WASP method of the Seattlite. (It isn't as recognizable as the New Yorker, but I swear that it's stronger, since former New Yorkers somehow Seattize in a way that I can't explain. Their impatience becomes Seattlite instead of New Yorker, and that's as much as you're getting out of me on that. Nonetheless, I am without a heritage, without a history, and, as it seems, without a nation.

So fuck you all. ;)

thanx much,
Tiassa :cool:

° I have no fucking clue what this footnote was supposed to be. So fuck off.

I think it's the other way around, Tiassa. You have very much heritage and many nations to belong to. It was funny to read nonetheless. :)
I really laughed about the beard thing, what is a stoner without a beard??? :eek:

Lets see,

I can't really put the quantities of what into this, because I truly don't know. I know how ever that one of my Grandparents was an Austrian Immigrant, who when they arrived here in the UK could speak no English.

Of course they now speak English, but they have been totally de-attached from their family and only occasional see their sister who is still in Austria or their brother (I think is still alive) of fled to the US.

There was some mention of Romany too, but I'm not sure the connection.

My Great Great Grandfather was a Travelling Carpet Salesman from Ireland, who eventually settled down after dropping an O' out of the name.
(That means I have a dosing of Celt from at least two locations, Eastern Europe and Western UK).

On the other side, Gold prospectors that use to haunt Cornwall, England, until they moved to the gold rush in the US.

Somewhere on that side of the family I'm suppose to be related to someone that had their head cut off for not bearing a male child. I'll just let you guess on that one.

I believe I'm half a russian-jew with some irish thrown in for flavor :D :D :D

One of my wacky stories is that the great great uncle on the jewish side of the family (my pappy's) was one of the better friends of the last Tsar, Nicholas II, he was a jewler, and ratted out the rest of the family for being jewish, forcing them to flee across this whole crazy adventure through Russia and Europe. There, a generation later, my great grandmother, Gertrude Berg, became a fast radio star and later early tv star. Look her up on google, I'm sure you'll find something.

Then of course there's me, and I will be known soon for my masterful works of fiction in a few years :D :D

I'm Swiss-German (Amsler-Huber) on my mother's side. My grandmother was fluent in German. My mother's grandfather made bathtub gin. I remember seeing a recipe for gin in one of his journals when I was a kid (for some reason I remember that he used "rock candy" in it). My 18 year-old maternal grandmother met my grandfather when he came over to her father's house to buy some hootch during prohibition. He came back that evening and left with my grandmother. It wasn't at all what you'd call a long courtship. He had served with the St. Louis police force until he "accidently" shot and killed a kid who'd stolen a car. After he was booted off the force, he drove a truck carrying hootch between Chicago and St.Louis for the various bootleggers. He was caught holding up a jewelry store in the late 30's and spent a number of years in the "big house." I always remember him telling me that when I was old enough, he and I were going to South America to dig for Inca treasure. He died of alchoholism.

A good deal less is known about my father's family origins (I presume they were a mongrel breed arising from the British Isles), though a great deal is known about various individuals. My paternal grandfather was a "character" who chased Pancho Villa with the US Cavalry. He had a horse named "Star" and as a kid he told me some wild stories. There wasn't much fight left in the old guy at that point. A story? Alright, I'll tell ya one:

One day he and his buddy were riding together along some rough terrain when his friend's horse stumbled. His buddy was caught under the horse and impaled with his own saddlehorn as the horse struggled to get back up. My grandfather said he went crazy the night his friend died, and shot-up a Mexican bar. They threw him in the stockade (a recurring theme with my family) and busted him from corporal back to private. He was only sprung when his outfit was transferred along with the original "Rainbow Division" to fight in France during WW1. He was wounded in the trenches and spent the rest of his life as an alchoholic with this disability. He also died as a result of his alchohoism (a second recurring theme). I've a great photograph of him in his "doughboy" uniform. He certainly had a surly look about him though.

My father's cousin was Virginia Hill. She was the girlfriend of the gangster known as Bugsy Seigel (the guy who had both eyes shot out). I found a photo of her at:
http://www.crimelibrary.com/gangsters/bugsy/bugsyvegas.htm

My mother thinks I most resemble the character of her grandmother; a quiet and devout German woman who loved her garden only slightly less than her Catholic God. She died of tuburculosis while working in her garden. Well, I do love my garden as well, but devout? Perhaps my mom thinks my atheism is a passing fancy. Surprisingly, I have no alchoholic tendencies. My alchohol intake is limited to two or three glasses a beer per year. Even more surprisingly, I've never had even as much as a speeding ticket. Thus ends the bloodline of a great dynasty of petty gangsters and thugs.

Yesterday, I read in Jonathan Mark's book, What It Means to Be 98 Percent Chimpanzee : Apes, People, and Their Genes, that I share 25% of my genes with dandelions. No doubt, this has some bearing on my character as well :)

Michael

what is a stoner without a beard?Bebelina:

I don't know, versatile? The great fortune of not wearing a beard is that I generally don't set my face on fire when I'm really, really stoned. As an interesting process to observe: when I was introduced to larger glass pipes (e.g. bubblers (http://store4.yimg.com/I/treasure-shop_1683_7768235), which I call fisters partially as a descriptive term and partially as a joke about bathrooms that one person in the world might get), it bugged me why I hadn't seen these things until I was almost twenty-five. I had a wood pipe, a ceramic pipe, a glass pipe, and a glass bong. But I'd never seen one of these things. Not even in a movie. It took me a while to figure out. I knew a lot of hippie, career stoners, but why now, I wondered. And then it hit me: beards. None of my friends wore beards. When I was in college, I smoked crappy metal bolt-pipes and plastic column-bongs; there was even a brand name that was the hippest to get°. But I dated a fresh-scrubbed country girl who thought it cool to smoke pot, and none of my friends ever wore beards beyond the stylish (?!) return to the goatee in the early 90s.

And I think about it ... it would be two and a half years after dropping out of college before I started hanging out with bearded pot smokers. It's a statistical trend that I cannot explain. The friend of mine who was most disposed to wearing a beard didn't smoke, and beyond my exceptionally limited circle of trusted and beardless pot-smoking friends, everyone else was doing crank.

And then I started hanging with a certain crowd more predisposed to Grateful Dead and Phish culture, and so forth, and the glass pipes just started getting larger and larger. The bongs got better and better, and then the bubblers made their appearance in my life in the form of this thing that looked like Gamilon Leader Desslok's pistol.

At first I figured it was some abstract pride or fascination with these inconvenient devices (they're hard to hide in a car). And then it hit me.

Beard, two inch pipe. Beard, six inch bubbler. Beard, two-foot, double-chambered bong. Okay, I get it.

They were setting their faces on fire :D

With no facial hair, I can smoke any device or utensil placed in front of me. With a proper beard ... I can't whip a two-inch glass pipe out of my pocket on the streets and have a quick hit; it's hard to smuggle six-inch pipes into concerts or hide them while everyone's smoking and drinking in the lot before the show ....

Thus my answer: a stoner without a beard is versatile.

Oh, and about the length of this digression ... yeah. I know. But that's how absolutely hilarious that line was for me, Bebelina ... it's literally a joke that has played out in my life now for ten years, and something which, though I had never stopped to think about it until you mentioned it, obviously had occurred to me somewhere since this little meander down Nostalgia Lane just fell out like the baby in the opening scenes of Monty Python's Meaning of Life.You have very much heritage and many nations to belong to.And it's also a very conscious effort on my part to duck this most valuable, heroic, and romantic of sentiments. It is what I aspire to; the closer I get to where I imagine I should be, however, I drift farther and farther away from what seems to be at the center of my present cultural reality.

Someday I will have a f--king lot to say about that, but I have the feeling that once I get that out, it will be enough material to ask someone to buy ;) Maybe it will be the story that saves me. :D

thanx much,
Tiassa :cool:

Notes

°*Hippest brand of bong: I must withhold the name of this firm, as their water-pipes are intended for the lawful consumption of tobacco, and any application outside that use reflects a personal choice of the user and may violate several laws. It should also be noted, however, that the mere possession of a bong (and even a water-pipe in its legally-designated usage) constitutes a federal felony in the United States.

Thanks for the pic's, Tiassa. They answered an ongoing question. As for the lack of facial hair...eh, so you never need worry about shaving.

My heritage? Hmm...Native American and European. There's also a red head somewhere in the tree--when I let my beard grow, it's salted with red hairs.

Well, I'm glad I could be at aid of the birth of that (bearded)baby.
I will have to tell my bearded stoner friends of the advantages of being beardless. :D
You know what, I think you have many books to sell from just printing out all your post in here, seriously. :)
"the closer I get to where I imagine I should be, however, I drift farther and farther away from what seems to be at the center of my present cultural reality. "
That was very interesting. Something like...you can never escape from your past, your destiny. But then, where do you imagine you should be, if not in the present?

Thanks for the pic's, Tiassa. They answered an ongoing question. As for the lack of facial hair...eh, so you never need worry about shaving.Unfortunately, I do need to shave. It's not that the hair doesn't grow in. It's that it grows in terribly; there are a couple of weak spots that make my beard look like either mange or camouflage. Next time I'm around a camera after I haven't shaved for about a week, I'll get a picture of it. If it's good enough resolution, you'll be able to see the spiders' legs ....

thanx,
Tiassa :cool:

My dad was Polish and my mother was born in the Ukraine. They both came from very large families but lost touch with family members during WWII. I probably have relatives all over the world that I don't know about. My parents migrated to Australia after surviving the war, along with many other immigrants. I was born and bred in Australia a few years later.

For anyone who's intersted there's a website (I haven't checked it out yet but if you're interested, give it a go) that apparently helps finding family members lost in the holocaust.
The info that was sent to me in a newsletter is set out below.
Cheers everyone
Teri
__________________________________________

This is a wonderful site, dedicated to finding relatives and survivors of the Holocaust. You can post if you are a survivor so that family can find you, or you can search for family you may have lost due to the Holocaust.
There are pictures to look through, you can search by name and use their world chat to get in touch with lost loved ones. This is also a great site if you are doing research on the Holocaust.
Use the flash intro
http://holocaustnames.com/intro.html
-or- skip flash intro
http://holocaustnames.com/index_us.html

Hmm. Nice autobiography.:) I'm mostly french, english and irish. Less of the last one though. I'm pretty boring genetics-wise.

There are some new users. Can I give it a bump?

Originally posted by Joeman
Taiwanese, Hawaiian, Portuguese. People often think I am Hispanic and speak Spanish to me. :)



Errr..Hawaiian, you little lucky prick!!! :(

Consider yourself special, it's very very rare to have some Hawaiian blood in you and pure Hawaiian's are almost extinct :D

Btw...Hawaiian/Japanese women are HoT!!! ;)

Originally posted by ~The_Chosen~
it's very very rare to have some Hawaiian blood in you and pure Hawaiian's are almost extinct :D
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There are a lot of celebrities or sports figures who are Hawaiian or partially Hawaiian.

Al Noga, Junior Seau, Keanu Reeves, that big running back in Pittsburg (Ma'afahla?), that big quarterback in Washington state(can't remember his name). There are a lot of them but can't remember them all.

Note: I have to edit out some comment to avoid pointless controversies.

lets see...
mostly, i am english, dutch, norweigen, german. my mother's grandmother was full norwiegen (am i spelling that right?), and my mother really looks the part. i know there is some indian on my fathers side, but i dont know how much, or anything else about it. My faily has been raised in or near detroit for many generations on my fathers side (while my mothers side continues to travel with ump-teen kids in a hippy van saving the animals and shunning those who watch television, for that is how the devils finds you, across colorado, texas, michigan, and everywhere in between. ) although my grandmother beleives she is part cat, i dont consider that in my nationalities.. :rolleyes:
but in the end -stands up like on the commercial- "I'm an American."

:D :D :D :D

I am Chinese.

I am 1/2 Italian and 1/2 Portuguese, I lived in the Azores for much of my life and recently moved to Canada. My Grandfather fought in the Italian army in WW2 and my Great Grandfather fought for the Italian army in WW1. I dunno about my Portuguese ancestors, but I expect way, way back that they were Pirates ;)

1/2 Italiano 1/2 Scottish.
i might have to do italian national service if they still have it in a couple of years. :( dreading it.

I am from Mars. :D

I'm such a mutt it isn't funny.

I'm English, German, Polish, Native American....those are the 4 most major. And then I'm also Irish and Mongolian...haha! Yeah...I really look mostly Polish English and Native American though. I get a lot of people asking if I'm Asian. Nope, not really.

German, French, Native American, Irish/English

My brother looks alot more native american then I do.

I am 1/2 sexy and 1/5 slutty and the rest i can't tell...i think maybe skanky but who knows......:D


Indian...not Native American Indian but the Hindu kind like the people in India...*strikes a pose*

pure indian.

Eh...

English, Irish, Spanish.

100% french as far as I can search... but I should try to find a complete family tree (more than 5 generations)

Pure Greek Cypriot by blood, British by circumstance, Alien by nature.

Geeze if i state my imediate Nationality its Half-Cast Taiwaneese-English.
If i want to be more accurate from familly history (I haven't had that DNA Ancestory test yet but some people get very interesting results ^_^).
Then my family has a lot of Irish and French mixed into the English side along with the the various blood lines from the Invasions of the UK way back when ^_^.

Don't know much about my Taiwanese sides history but suffice to say its pretty standard as far as i'm aware.

If i were to state my "Nationality" as far as what country or state i belong to i would love to say Satirean (not what is sounds like) hehe but by the "Defenition" this would probably be classed a rouge or terrorist organisation so i'll leave that one off lol.

You know that guy on Braveheart, King Longshanks or something, well I'm related to him. Remember that beard he had (<b>tiassa</b> started it), well that definitely runs in the family. I've found out that I <i>have</i> to grow some facial hair and often. I understand what you mean, tiassa, myself having spent 2 years straight in Japan.

On my mom's side, we are basically quite a bit English. One of our ancestors came over on the Mayflower (my mother's only slightly obsessed with geneaology). I also could be one of Johnny Appleseed's descendants, though she still hasn't got legitimate confirmation on that one.

On my dad's side, I would swear there's some Spanish involved, mainly because he has a cousin named Alfredo. But I don't know since I can't stand the guy (my dad, not Alfredo).

It sounds as if many posters are talking more about ethnicity than nationality, in which case I have an Irish, German and French background.

Scots/Irish/Pictish.

With no ENGLISH additives. Hitler would have hated me.

my dad is irish (southern), russian, german, and israeli.

my mom is 1/2 norweigan and 1/2 swedish but the family is ethnically swedish-cooking, language, even the friggin straw all over the house- so it's how i identify. in minnesota where the rest of my family lives, they all speak swedish but it got watered down on the way to new york. i downplay the norwiegan side for reasons i won't bring up here.

I think it's about time "American" became a nationality. My family has been in this country for almost 400 years, and I don't feel any kind of connection to any foriegn culture, so I think that qualifies me to be "American".

*snorts with laughter*

Ahem, anyway... My mother is Scottish... And my daddy's daddy was half-Algerian and half-Egyptian and my daddy's mummy was Dutch-Jewish...

*smiles seraphically*

Originally posted by The Demi Perfect
... My mother is Scottish... And my daddy's daddy was half-Algerian and half-Egyptian and my daddy's mummy was Dutch-Jewish..

You can just say that you are a scottish Dutch Catholic Jew Muslim....;) That's pretty cool.

I was born in USA, my dad is Egyptian with quarter Turkish. My mom is half Egyptian, quarter turkish, quarter English.....Damn occupation. :rolleyes: I married a Salvadorian. Our family does not have any genetically transmitted diseace. My kids are officially the most beautifull human mutts you can find.:cool:

Didn't see this thread...
Aam..
I am half Beserabian (some country in middle europe where my grandparents are from). My dad was born in Uzbekistan, my moms ancestors as far as she can trace them back were all from Astrahan (Russia), on the shores of the Samara river.
I was born in Uzbekistan and I'm Jewish as long as I can trace back my ancestors. Hitler definitely wouldn't have liked me... :)

I am 100% Russian.

Nationality is Australian. Background Thai/German with Japanese and Chinese ancestry.

English, Irish, German, Native American, Portugese, French.

Mutt.

~String

Dutch, with some German and French blood.

i'm 4th generation Australian..
100% Scottish background

hence the red hair and freckles lol

welsh and proud!!

http://www.gomer.co.uk/gomer/imageViewer/l_18432374190.jpg

1st generation American (on my Dad's side)

Going back a thousand years scandinavian(dad) and anglo-saxon(mum).

Human/ Other.

What's my nationality? I'm American!

It seems the question people are answering is What is your ancestry?

In that case, I'm not sure what I am. I'm white. How about that? Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm Euroasian. I got the slanty eyes. Girls love those, let me tell you.

Syrian

Russian 100% with 1000 years of Russian genetic makeup

mixed southern european and russian. im still yet to get my DNA testing done.


have all of you had DNA tests to show your lines of origin? or is it just a rough guess of very modern family tree lines?. because i see a few people say they are pure.




peace.

Russian 100% with 1000 years of Russian genetic makeup

Syrian


have you both had your DNA M and P lines tested to confirm that?.


peace.

mixed southern european and russian. im still yet to get my DNA testing done.


have all of you had DNA tests to show your lines of origin? or is it just a rough guess of very modern family tree lines?. because i see a few people say they are pure.




peace.

well emm its a guess. :o

95% Arian, 5% Untermench

(On a serious note - I have family records going back over a thousand years! [Very incomplete of course, else the list would have millions of ancestors])

what's arian?
sorry, but I just keep thinking of The Little Mermaid from Disney.

well emm its a guess. :o

get the test done its very very accurate. its actualy so accurate that it cant be wrong.


peace.

what's arian?
sorry, but I just keep thinking of The Little Mermaid from Disney.

a hittler baby.


peace.

that's a nationality??

get the test done its very very accurate. its actualy so accurate that it cant be wrong.


peace.

nothing in this world is perfect.

25%English 25%Swede 50% Norwegian....leaving the milkmen ancestors out of this...

nothing in this world is perfect.

DNA testing cannot be false.


peace.

that's a nationality??

yes.


peace.

DNA testing cannot be false.


peace.

but it is in no way perfect. I touch a fly...they scrub cells of my fingers thinking its my cells but that is were the fly left its cells...so there we go I got fly's DNA.

but it is in no way perfect. I touch a fly...they scrub cells of my fingers thinking its my cells but that is were the fly left its cells...so there we go I got fly's DNA.

lol what has that got to do with tracing maternal and paternal DNA ancestor lines. you seriously think something like that can even effect the results?



lol fly man....


peace.

Scottish and Norman/English, with more evident Scottish genes.

english/scotish/irish posibly welsh

I am 100% Russian.

you dug up a 4 year old thread just to say that?

Russian 100% with 1000 years of Russian genetic makeup

100% Nigerian.

I'm human for the only place I came from was this planet.

you dug up a 4 year old thread just to say that?

yup, it always feels so nice.

Mongolian/Buryat, possibly eskimos/chukcha

Mongolian/Buryat, possibly eskimos/chukcha

exotic. :)

50% Spanish, 25% Italian and 25% Native American (Costa Rica).

yup, it always feels so nice.

what is so nice about being russian?

what is so nice about being russian?

you wouldn't know :)

you wouldn't know :)

no, that's why I'm asking you to enlighten me...

no, that's why I'm asking you to enlighten me...

pride, power, nature, freedom.

From outsiders perspective: friendly, simple, helpful

im half morocan maybe with some berber and im half white.

My nationality is belgian(hence the name belgohead) but i can apply for french citizenzhip if i wanted to......