I had a dream last night: a detestable dream that satiated my mind with discontentment and stark disappointment. While I still lived in the United States, the country was no longer my home, for it had been uprooted from its heart, stripped of its most defining feature, and placed inside a bubble of restriction. The United States had been overrun by extreme racism and isolationism, and not a crevice was saved for multiculturalism. Needless to say, the resultant effects- both on a national and individual level- were alarming.
In my dream, which is more appropriately titled a nightmare, the inclusive image that the United States has upheld was dismally defaced. Since immigration was now outlawed, the United States, once referred to as “the land of opportunity,” was now perceived to be egotistical and uncongenial. In truth, the scenes that I observed in my sleep shockingly reminded me of some of the scenes that I watched in a documentary on North Korea.
America the beautiful had been transformed into America the repugnant: a dark nation, filled with racism by cause of the hostile facade that contrasted with what was once dubbed “the melting pot.” The United States was no longer the dignified country that I once associated with a bald eagle soaring through the crystal blue sky or a red, white and blue flag billowing with respect.
Not only was our internal chemistry driven to chaos, but also our nation’s international relations rapidly became nonexistent, and the tension between us and all foreign nations elevated to levels never seen priorly. The headquarters of the United Nations was relocated, and the vacant building in New York City that once held civil discussions regarding international peace stood as a memory of the America that everyone once knew and loved. Not surprisingly, the United States was removed from the North Atlantic Treaty Organization and the Group of 7.
Though some countries have expressed a misunderstanding of our nation’s inclusive nature, they subtly admired us for it. Once the kid on the playground who always had the best toys, our nation was now the kid on the playground with whom nobody wanted to play. After all, if we couldn’t remain loyal to our own citizens, how could any nation believe that we would be loyal to them?
A lack of alliances inevitably equates to a lack of free trade, which embodies the circumstances and the consequences that were displayed in this bleak dream of mine. Deprived of free trade, the United States was no longer capable of importing goods, which slowly caused a lack of ordinary pleasures. China thought that we were nothing more than a joke, so we had no cell phones. Brazil and Colombia both believed us to be an absolute mockery, so we had no coffee. Mexico, our former North American Free Trade Agreement partner, wished that we would dematerialize from the Earth, so we had no fruit. Since we, wired on the craze of exclusivity to such an extent that mirrored Nazism, wanted to be fully self-sustainable, we had to protect ourselves, without any crutch for support. In the end, we crippled even further.
Charged by a strong detestation of immigrants, our nation no longer knew of multicultural societies, for there was only one idea in focus: the perfection of America. Our government officials believed that they could achieve an ideal nation by adopting severe isolationism, but their goal of united ethnocentricity failed, and instead there existed a nation that had no affiliation with any others. No longer could an industrious Penn State student travel abroad to study his or her curriculums in a fresh, eye-opening setting.
The United States government, power-hungry and yearning for security, initially meant well; however, the inclusion of all races and heritages within our homeland, a characteristic that previously distinguished us among others, led to a spiraling series of events that transformed my beloved America into a meaningless land mass that lacked culture.
A nation opposed to multiculturalism is a nation that is opposed to growth, generosity, compassion, and sustainability. While we have a strong sense of multiculturalism at the moment, we must charge forward with it, and make the most of our unique abilities to befriend anyone we so desire. Too many citizens take multiculturalism for granted or lack the deliberateness to understand its complexities. Personally, I do not know if our nation’s leaders have the means to initiate such a destructive uproar, but I do know that I experienced this horrifying nightmare. I am glad I woke up.