I was busy beaver building my mental model of BK Kids Club (alt. Captain Planet) 90s multiculturalism, where we were all conceptually the same, but in varieties like McCormick spice mixes

c'mon, it made sense at the time, an extension of the whole Protestant, Catholic, Jew thing (‘55!), Eisenhower and the boys (who by the ‘60s grew into The Man) spending real mana to refound us as “Abrahamic”

let’s set aside the inconvenientness of the ‘70s (and everything that ended up coming out of the '80s intermarriage crisis, maybe)

But HOW DO I ACCOUNT FOR CAPCOM’S STREET FIGHTER

by way of Guileful imperial Americanism or ???

there’s a great '90s pinball table, maybe overambitious with the toys if you don’t have a good tech close, called “Champion Pub” themed Edwardian bare-knuckle boxing, and all the opponents are national caricatures but who’s America? oh it’s Steveo, the gay caricature from SF