Genuine cosmopolitanism is a rare thing. It requires comfort with real difference, with forms of life that are truly exotic relative to one’s own. It takes its cue from a Roman playwright’s line that “nothing human is alien to me,” and goes outward ready to be transformed by what it finds....
[I]t’s a problem that our tribe of self-styled cosmopolitans doesn’t see itself clearly as a tribe... They can’t see that their vision of history’s arc bending inexorably away from tribe and creed and nation-state looks to outsiders like something familiar from eras past: A powerful caste’s self-serving explanation for why it alone deserves to rule the world.
July 3, 2016
"The people who consider themselves 'cosmopolitan' in today’s West... are part of a meritocratic order that transforms difference into similarity..."
"... by plucking the best and brightest from everywhere and homogenizing them into the peculiar species that we call 'global citizens,'" writes Ross Douthat (in the NYT).