He was a New Englander. When the worst elements of English middle-class pretense, class consciousness and the accompanying class paranoia, are deposited in dreary New England they are joined by the racial anxiety of the most rootless and uncertainly-derived non-Gypsies any genealogist could hope to fictionalize. There is a no more self-promoting and projecting racist this side of India than a "whiter than you" New Englander. The towheaded farmer from Indiana, the freckled red head driller from Oklahoma, the blue-eyed kid who lives up the the "hollas" of western Virginia (whose family has been there for more than three hundred years) are all less white than a half-Sicilian who is also just as likely to claim the be Native American and be a member of the Pequot Nation. But if he buys one more set of Shaker furniture and maybe another unsigned water painting of apples from the local thrift story (it's found treasure, don't you know), he's sure to turn into a real white boy!
Well said. I like your writing style. Are you a professional writer?
BTW, isn’t Trump also technically a New Englander?