by Don Pizarro
I'm the son of immigrants, conditioned from birth to chase The American Dream, a great pursuit in theory. But I hit problems early on, having black-hair, brown-skin, and brown-eyes and not the All-American blonde-, white-, and blue-. So I learned to play the real American Way, but embracing Manifest Destiny turned me into something I didn't like. I made some bad choices, mostly related to American Excess and American Express. But with some American Ingenuity, I rode them out and reinvented myself like an ex-American President. And now I'm doing it my way like a certain blue-eyed American Idol, closer than ever to my own slice of American Pie.
6S - C1
Don Pizarro, author of The Right to Privacy, lives in upstate NY. His writing has appeared online at McSweeney's, American Nerd, and Byzarium.