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This whole topic brings to mind a Sinclair Lewis novel, Kingsblood Royal. It takes place in a midwestern city in the post-war 40's. The protagonist, Neil Kingsblood, is a returning war hero who resumes life with his family, his extended community and his comfortable job at a bank. He is described as fair skinned, red haired, freckled. His father repeats a family legend that they are descended from Henry VIII by way of Mary Boleyn, and urges Neil to research the family history. What Neil finds out instead is that his great great grandfather on his mother's side was black. He starts a journey of discovery, in secret, hanging out in the black side of town, making friends there. Since the mescegination laws of most states at the time, dating from antebellum times, stated that anyone with 1/64th blackness was deemed black, he thought of himself as such. He eventually announces to everyone concerned that he is black, and he and his family quickly become outcasts. He is fired from his bank job. His parents and in-laws won't have anything to do with him. People he doesn't even know start calling him "******" to his face, and worse so do people he does know.
Interesting how people can be so accepting of arbitrarily defined categorizations.
Interesting how people can be so accepting of arbitrarily defined categorizations.