The Paradoxical Nature of Diversity

I often hear my town referred to as a place of strong diversity.

Residents frequently refer to it with pride: “Thanks to our diversity, the kids are better prepared for the real world.” “They’re exposed to different cultures and backgrounds and open their eyes to other perspectives.” “Thankfully it’s nothing like the cookie-cutter suburb I grew up in.”

Visitors – if you listen close enough – sometimes speak of my town’s diversity in the same tone a jilted lover backhandedly compliments her replacement: “You must really like it here with all the diversity. Better you than me -- I could never deal with all the drama.” These same individuals say things like, “Oh, you’re from Evanston? Are you planning on staying? I mean, with all the violence and everything…” I especially love this one: “You’re so fortunate to have access to such a wonderful institution like Northwestern University and all that incredible talent,” as if we all line up outside professors’ doors, seeking answers we can’t find for ourselves.

Fact is, life in a diverse town is messy business. It’s not for sissies. We’re proud of our strong individuality yet frustrated when we don’t all reach a consensus. We’re quick to point out how many cultures we’re comprised of – even while so many still cling exclusively to safe, familiar connections.

Life here is loud, filled with sharp edges. I won’t lie: it’s often overwhelming.

But overwhelming can also be positive, and life here is just as equally (if not more) inspiring. Surprising. Catch-your-breath-because-you-hadn’t-realized-how-lucky-you-are-ifying. It’s colorful and dazzling. Unabashedly real. And for many of us, it’s genuinely rewarding.

As a writer, I’m inclined to watch and listen to my surroundings, and judging by the actions and voices around me, residents here are amazingly diverse in their skills, their approaches, and their opinions. 

I love to listen to what our diversity consists of. In a densely populated, urban suburb like ours, it’s no surprise to hear about the good, the bad and all the arguments between. We’re a city of many voices, but in hearing all of them, the harmony always comes through.

Three things struck me this week in regard to Evanston’s diverse nature: New Business, Race Relations, and Historic Preservation. Here’s my take on New Business; click here for commentary on Race Relations and Historic Preservation. And as always, please share your thoughts in the comments section.