Is this the right
time to bring this up? Why not? Maybe after the election will be too
late . . . Anyway, I was answering some questions for some publicity
I'll be doing with The Future Fire soon, when my coining the
term recomboculture came up.
It
was a long time ago, the early nineties. Cortez on Jupiter
had come out, and I had published stories in
Science Fiction Age.
I was also finishing up HighAztech – check the intro to
the Españahuatl glossary:
Adventurous
readers should not refer to the glossary until after reading the
novel, and take advantage of a chance to practice learning new words
from context while exploring a new environment—a skill we’ll all
need more and more as we enter the recombocultural twenty-first
century. —E.H.
Some people thought I was going too far with that . . .
I started talking about recomboculture (recombo as in recombinant
DNA), because just about every time I was mentioned, the word
multicultural was used to describe me. I agreed, but in the
sense that Ishmael Reed used it in his essay, “The Multi-Cultural
Artist” (note the hyphen), in which he described a trend of
artists' bringing together elements from more than one culture in
their work. I could dig it. Hell, I was it.
Then colleges started going crazy for political correctness, and
multiculturalism soon meant bringing representatives from “other”
cultures into an official forum using only bureaucratic language that
was designed not to “offend” anybody, and by the way, none of
this using things from anybody's culture but your own – that's
cultural appropriation, they say.
What's a New Mexico Irish Chicano to do?
Also, here in Arizona, when I would start talking about what I was
doing, right wing/libertarian science fiction fans would start
screaming “POLITICAL CORRECTNESS!”
The term
recomboculturism hasn't taken off, but I've learned that sometimes
these things take a few decades.
And some folks
read my work and assume that I'm a Chicano nationalist rather than a
recombozoid.
I see the Chicano
tradition, with its mestizaje and rasquache, as recomboculure. We
tend to mix things from various cultures in ways that perplex
monoculturalistas. I do it without thinking. It's just the way I am.
This tends to make
people with rigid political agendas nervous. Creating Frankenstein
monsters of assorted worlds does get close to the dreaded cultural
appropriation. But to be honest, all cultures are appropriated. Think
you're pure? Look back a few generations . . .
Also, the Aztec
were master culture appropriators.
I keep dreaming of
Wild West/mestizaje/rasquache/recombocultural free-fire zones where
the civilizations of the future will be born. Ain't nobody gonna stop
me, either.
Besides, for all
we know there may be some intergalactic conquistadors closing in on
our solar system, ready to appropriate us right now.
Ernest Hogan,
of New Mexico Irish descent, is the result of recomboculture rather
than its originator.
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