You think there's no future in Finland, I want to be free, I don't want to live in the Russian Empire, I want land, I want money, me and my family are no one here maybe we can make it big over there, maybe you are unpopular, criminal history, you have debt. At least you can get in at an earlier stage of the pyramid over there.
You move to the US. At first things are ok. You live mostly amongst other Finnish immigrants, or at least Finns, Swedes, Danes, Russians.
You can still kind of keep your language and culture going. The population density is not much higher.
The landscape, climate and stars are all foreign though.
The wider culture is not only foreign but markedly inferior to that of Finland.
Your children speak Finnish reasonably well but not like natives, and they prefer English.
Maybe they even all marry ethnic Finns - other immigrants, or the children of immigrants, if you're lucky.
Culturally they aren't Finnish though.
Your grandchildren only know three words of Finnish (or Swedish) and are completely culturally alien. Even their parents have never seen Finland, never mind them. They're not interested in visiting either.
They marry people of mixed ancestry: British, German, Scandinavian, French, Irish, Polish, Italian, Greek etc., and who are slightly contaminated with Red Indian, Black, Jewish, Mexican, Chinese etc. blood.
Maybe the girls have some old Finnish handwritten recipes, translated into English. This is the extent of their Finnishness at this point. They don't have Finnish names or go to a Finnish church or anything else.
By the third generation born in the USA there's nothing left of Finland in your descendants. They are neither genetically nor culturally Finnish. You have mixed copious amounts of piss and shit into your ice cream and your descendants are light brown racial mongrels with ancestry from ten countries and four continents, whose mentality is half-Jewish and half-Black.
They have no ancestry, no culture, no homeland, no language of their own and no heritage. Like the modern Egyptians they inhabit the ruins of a country another people founded before going extinct, and unconvincingly pretend it is theirs.
Ancestor cry. You are a sad ghost. You made the wrong choice.
