Almost exactly three years ago, the Wall Street Journal ran an opinion essay by Yale law professor Amy Chua titled, “Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior.” The piece espoused the principles laid out in Chua’s book, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother: That childhood is essentially a kind of boot camp for what will hopefully be a lucrative adulthood, and thus should be free of sleepovers, school plays, and poorly performed piano sonatas. Children should be harangued into round-the-clock studying and prevented from taking part in leisurely activities.
The piece and the book whipped up the expected firestorm. Throughout, Chua largely stuck to her guns, though she pointed out that she did not write the WSJ headline.
But this time, Chua, together with her husband and fellow Yale law professor Jed Rubenfeld, wrote an entire book doubling down on that very headline. In The Triple Package: How Three Unlikely Traits Explain the Rise and Fall of Cultural Groups in America, out next week from Penguin, the couple argues that not just Chinese mothers, but Jewish, Indian, Iranian, Lebanese, Nigerian, Cuban, and Mormon mothers and fathers are superior. (Conveniently, there is one of every race, so nobody can get mad.) The couple previewed their theory in a wildly popular New York Times opinion piece on Sunday.
The reason comes down to this so-called “Triple Package": A superiority complex, impulse control, and insecurity, which combine to drive these groups to succeed in the comparatively lackadaisical (according to the authors) culture of the United States.
The methodology for the selection of these power cultures isn’t totally clear, but it appears to have something to do with their relative representation among CEOs, their average incomes, and/or their achievements in academia. For instance, by 1990 the percentage of American-born Cubans with household incomes above $50,000 was double that of Anglo Americans, they write. And a majority of Harvard’s black students, they point out, are either the children of African immigrants or are immigrants themselves.
The Triple Package traits work approximately like this: Those eight cultures have, first, a superiority complex stemming from a mystical creation story (in the case of the Chinese) or a religious doctrine (the Jews and Mormons) and therefore feel their family must outperform those of other ethnicities and creeds. Second, they have insecurity, which can stem from either their precarious financial situations or from being discriminated against (the authors use the Nigerians and Iranians as examples). Finally, a certain grittiness or impulse control helps these groups persevere through adversity. (Mormon missionaries, they note, are always getting doors slammed in their faces.) The children of Triple-Package cultures spend their lives being told by their parents that a B on a test would shame the family, or that they must be perfect because they are the “chosen people,” and being forced to spend hours “drilling and memorizing” their schoolwork.
The book is already working like poison ivy on the otherwise happy camping trip that is the social-psych book world, so let’s start with its positive aspects. It does offer an in-depth look at the inner-workings of certain cultures, and it lays out plenty of strategies for the striving parent. It’s also an interesting, though slightly worry-inducing, read for those of us who aren’t from one of their eight subgroups. (I’m actually a Russian Jew, but I suppose the hard-charging Semite in me has been watered down by the more carefree Slav, who just wants to wear velour and listen to Cascada.)
The selection of the groups does appear somewhat random. Russian immigrants don't earn any less than Chinese immigrants do, for example. And don’t even get me started on the superiority thing: No Russian-American dinner would be complete without some mention of outer space, ice hockey, or our homeland’s mighty literary canon. Meanwhile, the authors exclude other groups from the Triple Package list despite seemingly obvious caveats: A huge percentage of Mexican immigrants, for example, aren’t documented, which would make it hard for them to obtain the kinds of jobs that require paperwork, which are most of the good ones.
Immigrants are indeed an ambitious bunch. Immigrants and their children are more likely to get college degrees than are all Americans, they’re more likely to believe that hard work will help them get ahead, and they are more than twice as likely to start businesses as natives.
But the book's evidence for the internal dynamics underpinning these trends tends to overly rely on anecdotes from individual members, such as a Chinese-American Survivor winner and or an Iranian-American confused for an Arab after 9/11. The authors’ examples of “typical American” parents are comical stereotypes—one “white American” mom catches her daughter smoking pot and makes her write a “poem of atonement.”
What the authors don’t mention are the heaps of counter-examples involving remarkable people who don’t belong to Triple-Package cultures. Take this description of one easygoing 1960s American family:
The “household, known as Pennyroyal Farm, became the center of a vibrant arts community in Staunton … ‘Musicians would come and crash there for a couple of weeks because they’d run out of money,’ … ‘They’d play great music, and then finally they’d move on.’ … ‘Margaret and Fletcher were sort of hippies before there were hippies.’
The child of these hippy-dippy parents, Margaret and Fletcher, is Francis Collins, an Anglo-American, an MD/PhD, and current head of the National Institutes of Health.