ROOMS with a View- Caste, Race and Stupidity, how it develops?

THE MALLEABLE LANGUAGE OF MANY CULTURES IS PRESERVED IN THE WOOD AND STONE OF PITT'S NATIONALITY ROOMS.
By Mark Collins
If a group of people are isolated long enough, author John Updike once observed, they soon develop an accent, then a dialect, then a language all their own.
The same happens to many Americans, only in reverse. Time and oceans isolate us from our forebears' native lands. Succeeding generations lose their language, then their dialect, then their accent altogether. Folk clothes and folk customs give way to suburban houses and Chevrolets. Soon our identity has melded into the melting pot, which is exactly what our immigrant ancestors wanted: a new life in the New World. Subsequent offspring, however, begin yearning for the past. Lost in the hegemony of modern culture, they feel along the bark of the family tree, mapping the limbs, seeking the route to the roots.