Urban white Canadian, influenced by Québécois culture, Queer and involved in Queer/Trans culture and counterculture.
I grew up in Southern Nevada, in what had once been a “small town” but has since become essentially a suburb of Las Vegas. My father’s side of the family were from the midwest, with Dutch and Indonesian ancestry. My maternal grandmother was of mixed and convoluted ancestry, but identified as Native American. My paternal grandfather was the sort of intellectual bimbo that Southern California produces, with Irish and French ancestry. Culturally, my grandmother had the biggest cultural impact on the family, as the paternal side in my and my mother’s generation wasn’t around much. Upper middle class, big emphasis on education, fairly libertarian, vegetarian.
I now live in an extremely rural area in northern Wisconsin and am constantly suffering culture shock. I’ve also been told I have a “southern” accent. 
English, Home Counties with a touch of Lancastrian.
I call myself Anglo-American. I was born in England (daughter of a Lancastrian, Bippy), but moved to the US when I was a child. My family’s technically middle-class, but we’ve got a working class mindset. I’m back in the city I grew up in which is conservative, Catholic, and blue-collar by nature. On the other hand, I’ve also lived in Japan for a year and Hawaii for 7. I’m more liberal than my family, which puts me in the middle of the road, getting shot at by both sides. What it works out to is I’m comfortable in a variety of cultures, but I doubt I’ll ever be completely at home in any.
It’s interesting how many odd ducks we have here. I assume the board attracts them.
That’s what I’m wondering about. There is some fascinating stuff here, and I just don’t know how atypical it is. Somewhat, I’m sure, but the restlessness and cultural morphing seem fairly typically American to me.