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Lately, I keep only one business card in my wallet all the time (pictured, right). It was given to me at last year’s AAJA Conference by Ling Woo Liu, Director of the Korematsu Instutute for Civil Rights and Education. When a day is hitting me especially hard, an effort feeling overwhelmingly like an up-mountain climb, or I’m struggling to rustle up the conviction to fight against something that’s effed-up in this effed-up world (like we sometimes do on this blog), I pull out the wrinkled card and look at Korematsu’s warm, happy face, the Medal of Freedom on his neck, and the pride in his eyes.
I am reminded of a man who never hesitated to fight for what he knew in his heart was right–who didn’t back down even when his efforts were fruitless.
For those who aren’t familiar with his story…
An American-born citizen and Oakland resident, Korematsu resisted internment as a young man of 22, just four months after the Attack on Pearl Harbor. He fled to Nevada, but within months was caught on a street corner and arrested, then sent to an internment camp in Utah (a facility originally designed to board horses). Still, Korematsu Continue reading AMAZIAN OF THE WEEK! The Late Fred T. Korematsu
Whoever said that a lazy racist isn’t an effective one?
Last week, Rush Limbaugh’s ching-chong impression of Hu Jintao caused a major stir. Some people were shocked, some weren’t surprised, heaps were deeply offended, scads joined in on a collective smack of the forehead. More definitively, a group of Asian-American lawmakers, led by Sen. Leland Yee (D-CA), demanded an apology for the comments.
Limbaugh–always a victim of the left–called his racist tirade “a service.” But I call it a big, sweaty, hairy back off of which even more brainless (Imagine!), more hateful, more ignorant, more racist dickburgers saw the opportunity to leapfrog, into a space much more dark, even dangerous.
Take for example, a death threat that was sent by one of those ignorant dickburgers to Sen. Yee, by fax, on Wednesday, in defense of Limbaugh:
Filed under: "Marxist Nigger Thug", anonymity, Chickenshits, Chinglish, Damn Foreigners, Death Threats, Fax Machines, Fish Heads, In Defense Of Cheesdicks, Leland Yee, Marxists, Nooses, Racist Epithets, Rush Limbaugh, This is Bullshit, WTF?
Miley Cyrus has defended a champion title!
For the second year in a row, Miley has earned top honors–by vote–from AOL’s tween site Just So You Know as the year’s Worst Celebrity Influence.
The repeat victory surprised even us, we have to admit–considering the terrible teen moms, botox robots, baby freaks, girlfriend-beaters, Jersey jokes, media victims, blowhards, rehab failures, caps lock abusers, pathological liars, aspiring hookers and Charlie Sheens all vying for the position this year.
But hey! Who are we to argue with fair competition? Congratulations, Miley! Keep up the good work!
Filed under: And So Begins The Spiral Into Celebrity Meltdown, Celebrities Are Wack, Charlie Sheen, Dubious Achievements, JSYK, Just So You Know, Kardashians, Lindsay Lohan, Mel Gibson, Miley Cyrus, Second Year Win, Shameful Behavior, Teen mom, Teen Voters, Worst Celebrity Influence
We can agree that Lang Lang‘s last White House performance, which featured him playing “My Motherland” from the Korean film Battle On Shangganling Mountain, was beautiful. But was it political too? [WSJ]
Whatever, Average Asian Aging Process – we are no average Asians! DISGRASIAN ladies do not abide by your aging rules. [Buzzfeed]
See this walking poodle in a snowsuit. See how it WERKS. [BWE]
MTV Asia’s “Shibuhara Girls” aims to prove that vapidity is an international language we all can understand. [WSJ]
Jen Kwok’s “Tiger Mom” rap is hardcore enough for hip-hop – “Let me tell you about my battle hymn! Piano! Violin! Piano! Violin!” [a certain jen ne sais kwok]
A “Tiger Mom” in the US, but an “American Mom” in China – the Chinese-language version of Amy Chua‘s “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother” is entitled “Being A Mom In America”. The cover features “a photo of a smiling Ms. Chua standing against a red, white and blue map of the United States.” [WSJ]
The art of noodle-making – Hung Ry in New York City’s NoLita neighborhood is fortunate to have Master Huacan Chen making hand-pulled noodles. [NYT]
Dear Mr. Riccardo Tisci, creative director, House of Givenchy: We here at DISGRASIAN headquarters LOVED your house’s spring/summer 2011 Haute Couture presentation. From the Japanese-inspired fashion to the gorgeous Asian models you cast, we cannot get enough. Can we have three of those oversize samurai helmets? We can pay you in love, kisses, and eternal gratitude. Love, Jen, Diana, and Intern Jasmine. [Huffington Post - thanks, Tamlyn!]
Dear Styleite: We know someone had to ask if the increased use and visibility of Asian models in the industry is just a trend. But quit harshing on our fashion-induced buzz! At least until our Givenchy samurai helmets arrive. Love, Jen, Diana, and Intern Jasmine. [Styleite]
[photo via Fashionista]
Filed under: Average Asian Aging Process, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, Battle on Shangganling Mountain, Being A Mom In America, Chinese hand-pulled noodles, Givenchy, haute couture, House of Givenchy, Huacan Chen, Hung Ry, Jen Kwok, Lang Lang, MTV Asia, Riccard Tisci, Shibuhara Girls, Styleite, Tiger Mom
I am not a fan of Glee. You’d think I would be, since I love to sing, I love me a high school drama (past and present faves include Buffy, the oridge 90210, Freaks and Geeks, Friday Night Lights), I was once in an a cappella singing group–I was even in a choir with Jane Lynch for two seconds–and I watch shows like American Idol and The Sing Off without irony, not a lick of it. But a Gleek I’m not. The show lacks any likable female characters–Lynch’s Sue Sylvester is the closest thing, and she’s a monster, albeit a funny one–and the teacher guy creeps me out for some reason, probably owing to the fact that he looks like a Chia pet. And the fact that he couldn’t tell his wife wasn’t really pregnant WHICH IS JUST TOTALLY PREPOSTEROUS. But I’m not going to harp on it further, because it makes people happy for some strange reason, and it’s done some good things for the world, like introducing millennials to music that was popular when forty year-olds were young like them, which probably seems just as preposterous as Glee‘s fake pregnancy.
I guess the Kings of Leon feel the same way I do (as does Slash), because the band refused to give Glee the rights to its songs. And you’d think they’d be flattered, right, because who the fuck are the Kings of Leon again? One day they’re a Skynyrd-type outfit, the next they’re arena rockers with fancy haircuts requiring lots of “product” or something? I couldn’t name a single song of theirs because it all sounds like generic radio to me.
Filed under: Embarrassing, Fuck Yous, Glee, Gleeks, Kings of Leon, Kings of Leon Glee Spat, Kings of Leon Refuse Song Rights to Glee, Kings of Leon Ryan Murphy Twitter War, Ryan Murphy, Ryan Murphy Glee, Self-Centered Assholes, Soapboxes, Taking Yourself Way Too Seriously, This is Bullshit, Twitter
Though AMAZIAN castmate Manila Luzon will clearly be his fiercest, pretty-as-a-picture competitor, we can’t help but think that Raja–the frontrunner after last night’s Season 3 premiere of RuPaul’s Drag Race– has the Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve and Talent to take home the big queen prize. Raja’s got legs that never seem to end. Raja owns a catwalk like Rupert Murdoch owns people. Raja is ROWR!
And like the iconic Ru before her, Raja–otherwise known as Sutan Amrull–looks just as beautiful (if not more) as a man:
Continue reading BABEWATCH: Sutan Amrull/Raja
Filed under: Adam Lambert, America's Next Top Model, Awesomeness, Beautiful People, Charisma Uniqueness Nerve Talent, Draq Queens, FTW, Gender Benders, Looking Fierce, Makeup Artist, Manila Luzon, Raja, Reality TV, RuPaul, RuPaul's Drag Race, RuPaul's Drag Race Season 3, Sutan Amrull
Name: Li Na
Hails from: Wuhan, Hubei, China
Occupation: Pro Tennis Player
Known for: Coached by her husband, inspired by her late father, and supported by a mother too nervous to watch her matches, Li is a tennis player whose game is focused on family. And the blood, sweat and tears have paid off–Li is currently 10-for-10 in her matches this year.
Entering the Australian Open as 9th seed, Li has made an impressive show so far–besting Sofia Arvidsson (Sweden), Evgeniya Rodina (Russia), Barbora Zahlavova Strycova (Czech Rep.), Victoria Azarenka (Belarus) and Andrea Petkovic (Germany). She will now face top-seeded Caroline Wozniaki (Denmark) in her second-ever Australian Open semi-finals, keeping hopes high that she will bring home the first-ever Grand Slam singles tennis title to Asia.
That should make her family proud.
Guys, I’m gonna be honest. I’ve been a quieter football fan this year.
Err, umm, I’ve had my reasons.
I am so friggin’ elated. So excited. So proud. So…
…preoccupied by the shame I feel about one turd guy. UGH. How does he ruin EVERYTHING?
Filed under: AFC Champions, Bad Reprzentatives, Ben Roethlisberger, Dallas, Dicks, Did Not Think This Was Our Year, Football, Giving People Reason To Talk Smack, I Bleed Black And Gold For The Rooneys Not Roethlisberger, Insults To My Steeler Pride, NFL, Party Poopers, Pittsburgh Steelers, Quarterbacks, Sex Offenders (Alleged), Shame, Stairway To Seven, Steelers, Steelers v Packers Super Bowl, Super Bowl 45, Super Bowl XLV, Surprises
200 bona fide North Korean soccer fans arrived in Doha, Qatar via unicorn this month for the 2011 Asian Cup qualifiers. Fans of the other football have a reputation for being fanatical and violent in many countries, and the DPRK’s are no exception.
Shit was bonkers.
And then a brawl broke out in the stands.
Filed under: 2011 Asian Cup, 2011 Asian Cup Qualifiers, Beaten into Submission, DPRK, Drudgery, Fanatics, Football, Footie, Just Another Day at the Office, Kim Jong Il, Kim Jung Il, Neckties, North Korea, North Korean Football, North Korean Football Team, North Korean Soccer, North Korean Soccer Team, Office Space, Rabid Fans, Real Fans, Soccer, Wearing a Tie to Work
A new TIME article comments on the recent boom of an unlikely literary genre: Amish romance novels.
With books that tug on heart and bonnet strings and tales characterized by “humility, plainness and no sex,” G-rated authors like Beverly Lewis (see her latest, The Secret, at right), Cindy Woodsmall and Wanda Brunstetter have quickly risen to the rank of bestseller–without so much as showing a little bit of leg.
Perhaps in a society like ours–one that has fallen south into a hole so shameless, explicit and oversexed that we recognize our pop stars by tampon string and teen moms write “abstinence advocate” on the occupation line of their tax forms–the only thing left to taboo is modesty.
This idea sends me into a small fit of inspiration. Maybe there’s room in this playing field for another new kid in town–the Repectful Asian romance novel!!! Could there be something to the kind of love that my Hardass Asian Mama always tells me about? The kind I’ve always assumed is simply too, er, storybook to actually exist in real life but clearly may make for a captivating literary tale?
You know it goes:
Girl studies hard. Boy studies hard. Girl concentrates on school, learns piano and violin very well, no room for boys. Boy and girl respect parents. Boy and Girl meet at school and do not talk because they are busy studying. She would think he is very handsome, but does not think about boys in order to concentrate on her studies. Boy and Girl finish school at the top of their respective classes and go on to become doctors. One day, after the last day of residency, Boy–now Man, walks over to Girl–now Woman. He says, “I have never met a woman with a family so honorable. And you do not want to become an old maid.” She giggles from beneath her surgical mask. In a true climax, they arrange a meeting with both sets of parents to discuss a proper marriage that honors both lineages. They also promise to have many sons that will bring honor to the family.
Oh, romance! DO WE HAVE A BEST-SELLER OR WHAT? I THINK SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Filed under: Amish Romance Novels, Books, Concentrating On Studies, Hardass Asian Parents, Honor, Literary genres, Respect, Romance, Romance novels, Sexlessness, Shamelessness, Taboo, Tampon strings, TIME magazine, Trends
I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again: modern-day racists are lazy. They’re lazy in their spelling. They’re lazy in naming their children. And lest you think they’re only lazy when it comes to things that are difficult or require a certain amount of thinking, they’re even lazy when it comes to their pastimes, to activities that only serve to please, like building snowmen, for instance.
Take, for example, Rush Limbaugh whinging yesterday about how FOX News wasn’t translating a speech given by Hu Jintao, which resulted in Rush’s dumb ass only being able to make out a bunch of unintelligible ching chong:
I mean, he’s not even giving racism the old college try! This racism is so bald, not even the anti-political correctness crowd could give it a pass. This racism is even beneath young children. This kind of racism is just lazy.
But you know one thing that’s great about lazy racists? Continue reading DISGRASIAN OF THE WEAK! Rush “Ching Chong” Limbaugh
Filed under: Anti-China Sentiment, Ching-Chongery, Disgrasians of the Weak, Hu Jintao State Visit, Inscrutable, Racists Are Lazy And Stupid, Right Wing Radio, Right Wingnuts, Rush Limbaugh, Rush Limbaugh Ching Chong, Rush Limbaugh Is A Junkie, Rush Limbaugh Lazy, Rush Limbaugh Racist, Rush Limbaugh Radio Show, Some People Need Muzzles, TGIF
I discovered this week that the Maury show is still on television, with grinning host Maury Povich busting cheaters and soothing folks with atypical fears every afternoon with just as much fervor as ever. With a quick Internetz search I also learned that Povich’s marriage to journalist Connie Chung is still going strong (see above photo, from 2010) after 27 years–675 years in Hollywood time, and that the seemingly unlikely pair only seem to be acquiring adorable laugh lines with age. Good for them!
Here’s hoping that Povich’s family (He and Chung have one son, as well as two daughters from his previous marriage) had a nice little celebration for the trash talk king’s 72nd birthday this past Monday. That’s assuming he doesn’t have a paralyzing fear of birthday cakes or anything…
Filed under: Aging Gracefully, Asian Journalists, Birthdays, Cheaters, Connie Chung, Cute Couples, Daytime Television, Fear of Pickles, Maury Povich, Maury show, Still On TV, Together Forever, Unlikely Pairs, Whodathunkit