Defining who we are.

How do "we" define who we are. 

If we are defined as a 'nation', how do we define those 'others' who clearly are different to us but who can, through birth declare themselves to belong to our society of common interests which make up the essence of being a nation. Can there be a set of common interests in a society as diverse as ours has become. Does the baggage of my parents and their experience define me more than my own experience. Does the lingua franca that passes for a common language between us express a common spirit or is it simply a form of words.
Families are often at odds with each other, mixing up the signals which pass between family members, imagine how in a multi cultural society these signals are even more distorted and misunderstood leading to a sort of blank in our daily interaction with those around us. The natural synchrony which we perform instinctively with those we grew up with, speaking a hidden language which, if we have been away overseas for some time is so comforting when we get back. This hidden connection is missing and they have to make do with 'being abroad' all the time, even when at home.
The signals are not there, the conversation is held back not through a lack of words but shared experience.  The camouflage which disables our sensory vision makes us all strangers, even to ourselves and causes some of the trauma which we see, particularly in our youth who are now denied even the security of a meaningful occupation, as they try to cope with the myriad hues of a society, tugging and pulling this way and that, blighted by political correctness and its attempt to homogenise thought and avoid people asking pertinent questions.
The world or at least parts of it, have become unrecognisable from the landscape of our parents. To question this trend is to go against the straight jacket of formal thinking which has been developed to cope with the terms of the global environment that has been created. No more the the surety of ones own culture or the values, tested through generations of experience, instead we have hotchpotch, a rag bag miscellany of normality which gives only confusion.
The Global experiment is driven by economics and business. It cares not a jot for the damage done to the individual and the destruction it has brought about in the society and whilst in small doses it is instructive and beneficial, when conducted on the scale we have witnessed over the last three decades it fly's against all of mankind's ability to compensate and adjust.