Every now and then our analysts look at the ‘big picture’ to determine if the Italian American community is living up to its potential.

The first thing we realize is that there is no “community.”  Sure we have local and national organizations, but by and large the 16 million Americans who identify as Italian on the Census do not share an intellectual understanding of that ethnicity.  They know very little of Italian or Italian American history, instead absorbing crumbs of pride when they hear things like ‘Italian’ bread, ‘Italian’ ice, ‘Italian’ restaurants, ‘Italian’ cars, and ‘Italian’ luxury brands.  Others add to these commercial sprinklings a pride in mafia movies.  Moreover, their surnames clearly remind them of their roots in the Boot but rarely spur them on to anything deeper.

Last year, a late neighbor I knew named Theresa, thought her hum-drum life so interesting that she self-published an autobiography.  Until I heard about it, I had no idea she was Italian American—that’s how assimilated she was.  Our local library issued a modest press release announcing the book-signing in which Theresa revealed a growing-up-with-the-Mob kicker. Gotta sell those books! No doubt Chazz Palminteri’s A Bronx Tale inspired her.  This is what passes for intellect among too many of our paesani.

The myriad organizations who labor to build real pride have tried to ignite an intellectual passion among paesani by awarding scholarships to students, funding student tours to Italy, paying young adults to attend heritage conventions, opening cultural centers and museums, paying millions to reinstate the Advanced Placement Test in Italian Language, defending Columbus Day, marshalling members to plan and march in Columbus Day parades, publicly condemning relentless mafia movies and stereotypes… the list goes on.  We live in hope.

Mayor LaGuardia buys the first ticket to the Italian Hospital gala, ca 1937.

Last week, U.S. Congressman Thomas Suozzi (D-NY) issued a press release to announce a bi-partisan bill in the House to create a “commission” to “explore” the “feasibility” of a Museum of Italian Immigration on the Washington Mall.  To me, this is a big ‘Nothing Burger.’  If I were on such a commission my first question would be “Why taxpayer money for only Italian immigration?”  Picture our modest story beside the Museum of American History, the Museum of African American History, the Museum of the American Indian, the Museum of Natural History, the Air and Space Museum, and the Holocaust Memorial Museum, all now sharing the Mall. 

In light of all the budget-cutting now taking place Suozzi should focus on more practical goals like reenergizing Columbus Day or fixing the fountain on the Columbus Monument at Union Station, or lobbying President Trump to issue a formal apology for the 1942 Persecution of Italian Americans.  In fact, I just wrote a letter to Rep. Suozzi asking him to lobby the Italian Ambassador to reassert Italian American rights at La Casa Italiana at Columbia University, built and operated by our community for 63 years until Italy bought it and threw us out. 

What galas built in the 1930s

German Chancellor Bismarck (1815-1898) once said of the Italian people: “They have a big appetite but poor teeth.”  He was referring to newly reunited Italy getting into the colonial game with the big boys back in the 19th Century.  But the comment could apply to us today. 

Ever since viewing the movie Cabrini, I’ve marveled at how a determined immigrant nun was able to establish Catholic hospitals and orphanages across the U.S.  Our community built one hospital in Manhattan naming it the Italian Hospital from 1937 to 1973.  A name like that carries more pride and intellect than ‘Italian’ bread or ‘Italian’ sausage.  Imagine an Italian Hospital for Children.  Who hasn’t seen TV ads for St. Jude’s and the Shriners Children Hospitals and not been moved by them?

Giving to charities was once a central tenet of Italian American groups, not so much now.  And since 100 years of trying to uplift our paesani has made little progress and attracted precious few super-rich patrons, could shifting gears to give the nation a charitable Italian Children’s Hospital arouse a greater sense of pride?  Home Depot co-founder Kenneth Langone has donated hundreds of millions of dollars to hospitals.  There are plenty of generous super-rich Italian Americans who care nothing for museums.

We need a better path to pride.  -JLM