In the 2010 Census, people will be able to classify themselves as Negro. The U.S. Census Bureau has added “Negro” to its forms again because some people prefer to be called by the term an official said.
I’d love to meet the people who refer to themselves as Negro. Seriously. I’m always interested in people’s personal philosophies when it comes to identity. Why someone would want to call themselves something that conjures up the Jim Crow south is particularly intriguing.
My grandmother referred to herself and other black people as colored well into the 1980s, but she’s 93. That’s what blacks were called in the early 1900s in Oklahoma where she grew up. Her father, my great grandfather, Bud Anderson had a penchant for calling everybody the n word, but only if he liked you. He also liked to carry around a shotgun, so I’m sure people just swallowed his generous use of the n word whether they found it offensive or not. My great grandmother, Josephine Burton Ford and my grandfather, Martin Ford were classified as mulattoes in a 1910 census. I wonder if that’s how my great grandmother saw herself, as a mulatto. I know that’s not how my grandfather saw himself. When I asked him if he was white, he made it clear he considered himself a black man. But I’m grateful that the census made this distinction however distasteful the word mulatto may be. “Mulatto” helped me find them in census reports and their ancestors in archives.
I like to call myself black even though some might consider African American the politically correct term. I’ve tried to use African American for myself, but it never feels right. The term didn’t come into popularity until I was in my late teens and I was used to and liked the term black by then. Besides, Africa is a big continent encompassing a plethora of cultures. Would an American whose parents were born in Egypt call herself African American, or one with parents born in India consider himself Asian American? I’d like to know. How do you identify yourself?