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Emesty Threekay

Sensible reporting from Nick Kristof:

“There’s no genetic basis for any kind of rigid ethnic or racial classification at all,” said Bryan Sykes, the Oxford geneticist and author of “The Seven Daughters of Eve.” “I’m always asked is there Greek DNA or an Italian gene, but, of course, there isn’t. . . . We’re very closely related.”

Likewise, The New England Journal of Medicine once editorialized bluntly that “race is biologically meaningless.”

Take me. Dr. Sykes looked at a sequence of my mitochondrial DNA to place me on a kind of global family tree. It would have been nice to learn that my ancestors hailed from a village on Loch Ness, but ancestry can almost never be pegged that precisely, and I appear to be a mongrel. One of my variants, for example, is scattered among people in Finland, Poland, Armenia, the Netherlands, Scotland, Israel, Germany and Norway.

As someone whose known ancestry covers Germany, Austria, France, England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, and the old Russian Pale of Jewish settlement, I’d have to say that science has it right.

Black, white, brown, whatever, we’re all a bunch of mutts. Deal with it, pink boy.