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March 05, 2008

Just call me Erzsebet Katkics Hussein Thompson

The MOMocrats are pissed at radio talk show host Bill Cunningham for his recent anti-Obama rant at a McCain rally, where old school name calling tactics were employed to reduce the American political process to a new level of bullying; implying that Barack Obama is a "terrorist" because of his family name.

I happen to agree with them and that's why I'm participating in their "Just Call Me Hussein" meme, and telling our name stories.

Here's mine:

My father and mother immigrated from Hungary in 1956 - at a time when bigotry and racism pretty much ruled the earth - and my parents were very lucky to have American sponsors (mostly families with Hungarian ties) who were willing to give them free room and board, until they were able to get out on their own.

My 19-year-old father shared a room with 2 of his buddies, while my 14-year-old mother took care of her 4-year-old sister while moving in with a farming family, until my grandmother was released from a local hospital for a suspicious spot on her lung.

Unfortunately, the goodwill stopped there.

My mother was enrolled into high school and joined the rest of her "English-speaking" 9th grade class, without any consideration or special privileges, and was instructed to simply "catch up."

My father learned English from watching television shows like Bonanza and Gunsmoke - cowboys were big in Hungary, too - and still speaks with a very heavy accent, which my kids happen to think is "totally cool!"

Me, not so much.

I'm ashamed to admit that, once I entered elementary school, I was often embarrassed by my ethnic-sounding family and couldn't wait to get married and, you know, get rid of the name Katkics.

It's pronounced Cut-keech, but was Americanized by a processing agent in Newark, NJ to it's present day pronunciation of Cat-kicks.

The kids teased me and my brother about our family name, terribly - not to mention, living on the more ethnic side of Roosevelt Avenue - they would call us Click-clacks (like, the ankle-breaking jumping game)  and Kitkats (after the chocolate bar) but, they weren't half as bad as Catsh*t.

[shudder]

You see, my parents worked very hard to gain respect in their newly adopted country and raised us to believe that - although, we SHOULD be very proud of our heritage - as first generation Americans, it was very important that we learn to protect our family name.

You see, my parents believed that being an American simply meant that you lived in a country where its people ALL came from somewhere else.

Unlike my parents' birth country (at the time) we have laws in place against persecution and today, we teach our children to embrace their ethnicity in school and letters are sent home as a reminder - it is up to us (as parents) to insure that we bring the message home.

Mr. Cunningham made a huge mistake in believing differently.

If my kids and I can learn to respect my name - even though it still sounds funny, especially when my children try to say it - then, why can't you?



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Absolutely true! I had a friend with the last name Hussein in college - that's still who I think of when I hear the last name.

(and I'd totally date John Hussein Cusack :) )

I think it's a great name. And I feel you on the mispronunciation and teasing associated with it. My maiden name is Jurgella. I used to be called Jello. ugh. But the old Polish spelling was worse: Dziurdziela. Imagine trying to spell that in kindergarten! Thank goodness my great-grandfather changed it so that is was phonetically spelled.

Funny (in a sad pathetic kind of way), is that this idiot probably wasn't even thinking of it as a "racist" thing.

This is the clear and present danger of the "War on Terra" and the "Fear Mongering" put forth by our current leader (and his attack dog Karl Rove) as a way to make simpletons believe that voting for this man is tantamount to "being with the enemy"

Of course, with a last name like "Romeo" (nobody of course cared that in Italian it is pronounced "Ro-may-o), you can imagine what I had to hear as a kid.

What's the pronounciation of "Erzsebet"? I assume it's "Elizabeth" in Hungarian?

This was a great post, by the way :)

Hi Elizabeth,

Erzsebet is pronounced:

Ehr-shay-bet

And don't forget to roll your r's ;o)

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