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DISGRASIAN OF THE WEAK! Mark Williams, The Tea Party Express’ Non-Racist Racist
Having read and re-read and re-read and re-read the “parody letter” that Tea Party Express talking head Mark Williams wrote to Abe Lincoln in the voice of NAACP President Ben Jealous, speaking for “The Coloreds,” I’ve got to say:
I DON’T GET IT.
In an effort to defend the Tea Party’s position that it isn’t racist, Williams cleverly decided this week to turn the tables on an, uh, obvious target: the NAACP. He called them out for being “racist” (Naturally!) due to the fact that the 99-year-old organization’s name still includes the word “colored.”
In case you aren’t familiar with the NAACP, I’ve included their mission and vision statements below:
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Filed under: Abraham Lincoln, Bad Jokes, Ben Jealous, Mark Williams, Missing the Point, NAACP, NAACP President Ben Jealous, Parody Letter, Racist Jokes, Really Stupid Americans, Talking Heads, Tea Party, Unfunny People, Unfunny Stuff, Why Does The Tea Party Get So Much Press?
Porn, Murder, A Police Standoff: Just Another Weekend In L.A.
And the award for the weekend’s most insane headline goes to…
Let’s take a moment to appreciate the vast array of whatthefuckery here:
There’s a porn actor named Stephen Hill (professional name: Steve Driver). Here’s his MySpace. Less than a month ago, he had listed his mood as “good.” And here he is, posing with what appears to be a samurai sword (photo via CBS News’ Crimesider):
As a result of a workplace dispute which results in Hill’s firing and eviction, Hill attacks one of his colleagues Tuesday night at a social gathering in the San Fernando Valley in LA, aka Porn Valley, with…a samurai sword that was a movie prop.
Fellow porn actor Herbert Wong (professional name: Tom Dong, pictured below), who Continue reading Porn, Murder, A Police Standoff: Just Another Weekend In L.A.
Filed under: Herbert Wong, Insane Headlines, L.A. Stories, Only In L.A., Porn, Porn Murder, Porn Valley, Stephen Hill, Steve Driver, The Adult Entertainment Industry, The Porn Industry, The San Fernando Valley, Tom Dong, Unfunny Stuff, WTF?
AMAZIAN OF THE WEEK: R.I.P. John Delloro
It’s difficult to believe even as we write the words: Our friend John Delloro died suddenly on Saturday from a heart attack. He was 38.
Like our cohort Phil, we met John this year when he invited us to speak to his freshman Asian American Studies students at UCLA (God bless him, he was the first professor ever to cite us on a final exam). We instantly knew that John was a special person, pure soul and our brother from another mother–and we can only imagine the loss felt right now by those that have known and loved him longer. We only wish we’d had the pleasure.
John is certainly overdue for the honor of Amazian of the Week. In addition to his work in academia, he was a community leader, and a longstanding activist for labor unions and immigrant rights: he ran the Dolores Huerta Labor Institute, co-founded the Pilipino Workers Center of Southern California, sat on boards for the Koreatown Immigrant Workers Alliance and PWC, and organized for the SEIU as well as a number of other union groups. Never without action, he defined the word “activist.” And hell, with all those jobs and achievements, he also defined “Amazian.” No Hardass Asian Parent would disagree with that.
Since he was a reader and supporter of this site, we think that John would have been happy to see himself honored as this week’s Amazian. He would have probably wanted us to write more jokes in the post, but right now we just can’t seem to muster any.
We hold his family and friends in our thoughts, and know that right now he’s smiling that warm smile somewhere up in the sky.
Filed under: AAPI Activists, Activists, Asian-American Studies, Community Leaders, Community Organizers, Dolores Huerta Labor Institute, John Delloro, Koreatown Immigrant Workers Alliance, Pilipino Workers Center fo Southern California, Professors, Sadness, SEIU, Students, UCLA, UCLA Professor John Delloro, Unfunny Stuff
Another Yale Murder (Sort Of)
Yale, we have a problem.
Lishan Wang
For the second time in a year, the name “Yale” has been linked to the word “murder.” On Monday, Dr. Vajinder Toor, 34, a fellow at the Yale School of Medicine, originally of New Delhi, was shot and killed outside his home in nearby Branford by Dr. Lishan Wang, 44, originally of Beijing. Branford police were quick to say that the murder was not “in any way related to Yale,” but–too late–the crime is already being billed as another “Yale Murder.” The NY Times reports that Wang worked under Toor in New York previously and was fired after a confrontation with the man who would later be his victim. It also appears that Wang was targeting two other doctors he held responsible for his firing.
Ironically, Wang filed a lawsuit after he was fired claiming that he was “unfairly labeled excitable, emotional and unable to control his anger.”
[Yale Daily News: Postdoc killed outside Branford, Conn., home; suspect charged]
[NY Times: Doctor Is Charged With Murder of His Ex-Supervisor]
[Economic Times: Delhi doctor at Yale shot dead by Chinese colleague]
Filed under: Doctors, Lawsuits, Lishan Wang, Unfunny Stuff, Vajinder Toor, Workplace Disputes, Workplace Violence, Yale, Yale Doctor Murdered, Yale Murder, Yale University
Annie Le Murder Update: Police Focus On Lab Technician
With autopsy results in the murder of 24 year-old Yale grad student Annie Le still pending, it’s now being reported that police have descended in “large numbers” on the apartment building of lab technician who worked in the same building where Le’s body was found.
The lab technician has not been officially named a suspect, although a police source close to the investigation told CBS News Monday that the lab technician has already failed a polygraph test.
Filed under: Annie Le, Campus Security, Crime, Murdered Yale Student Annie Le, New Haven, Unfunny Stuff, Vietnamese-Americans, Yale Murder, Yale School of Medicine, Yale University
"Tila Deserved It"
Y’all know Diana and I aren’t exactly what you’d call fans of Tila Tequila. But when we found out Sunday morning that her boyfriend, San Diego Chargers linebacker Shawne Merriman, had been arrested for allegedly choking her, we instantly felt awful for her. Sure, we didn’t yet know the full story, but when you hear about a woman in a domestic abuse situation, you think about all women who’ve been in domestic abuse situations, you know? Which, by the way, is one-quarter of us. Yes, that’s right, 1 in 4 women will be victim to domestic violence in her lifetime. We all know these women. She could be your friend, your girlfriend, your mother. She could be you.
Looking for more details, I checked Twitter, where “Shawne Merriman” was a trending topic. And here’s a sampling of what I found:
The hashtag #tiladeservedit popped up in some of these Tweets, and every time it appeared, it was being RT’ed by one Chargers fan in particular (who I suspect authored the tag in the first place):
Two days later, what really happened between Shawne Merriman and Tila Tequila remains murky. Merriman’s claimed that Tila was drunk and he was trying to prevent her from driving. Tila responded Monday in a Tweet–which has since been removed–that she’s allergic to alcohol and doesn’t drink. It’s really unclear how this is all going to shake out. There’s a chance she may be lying and he may be innocent. But the people who cheered the news of a man allegedly committing violence against a woman? They’re already guilty of despicable behavior.
[Tila Tequila Twitter Page]
[Shawne Merriman Twitter Page]
Filed under: #tiladeservedit, Domestic Abuse, Domestic Violence, Misogyny, San Diego Chargers, Shawne Merriman, Tila Deserved It, Tila Tequila, Tila Tequila Choked, Tila Tequila Choking, Twitter, Unfunny Stuff
DISGRASIAN OF THE WEAK! Ronald Boyajian, Erik Peeters, Jack Sporich and So-Called "Sex Tourism"
Some bad deeds are so shameful that there isn’t much to say about them really.
Such is the case with the crimes of three American men, Ronald Boyajian, 49, Erik Peeters, 41, and Jack Sporich, 75, who were charged this week under a new international law initiative, Operation Twisted Traveler, that specifically targets Americans traveling to Cambodia to sexually abuse children. U.S. Attorney Thomas P. O’Brien said in a statement:
“The men charged in this investigation apparently thought they could pursue their abhorrent desires by leaving the United States to prey on children in another country, but they were sadly mistaken. We are now working closer than ever with officials in other nations and concerned private parties to take every effort we can to identify and prosecute sex tourists, as well as to provide every protection we can to the world’s children.“
CNN reports that two of the three men sexually abused children as young as 10 and 12 years old abroad. All three face a maximum prison sentence of 30 years.
Two of the Twisted MistersWhich is just fine by us. We only have one quibble with this story, and it’s semantic. What Boyajian, Peeters, and Sporich are accused of isn’t “sex tourism.” When we think of the word “tourism,” we think of Disney World, comfortable sandals for long days of sightseeing on foot, hundreds of generic snapshots of monuments/state buildings/waterfalls, our very cute mothers in not-so-cute visors and fanny packs on a package-tour to Europe.
But “sex tourism”? There’s no such thing as “sex tourism.” Sex tourism is human trafficking. Sex tourism is sexual abuse. Sex tourism is rape. Let’s not let “twisted travelers” like Boyajian, Peeters, and Sporich off the hook in another way–by twisting our words about their crimes.
[CNN: Sex tourism operation nets three, Justice Department says]
Filed under: Alleged Child Molesters, Child Rape, Deplorable Crimes, Forms of Child Abuse, Human Trafficking, Operation Twisted Traveler Could've Been a Great Band Name, Sex Tourism, Tourism, Unfunny Stuff
From Making Out to Murder/Suicide: Reality Bites
By now, you may have noticed that I’m a true sucker for the train wreck that is VH1 reality programming. Their collaboration with producers 51 minds has yielded a hamster wheel of sublebrity drama–a cycle that bests even that of the Bachelor franchise–in which drunk biatches can become self-righteous boyfriend bait faster than you can say, “Did this all really begin with Flava Flav and Brigitte Nielson hooking up?”
Yes, it’s trash. But do you really blame me? Life, as you’re well aware, is really fucking tough if you take a moment to smell not only the roses, but the feces tornadoes that are our country’s democratic conversation or the world’s ability to feed itself. A person needs an escape. Sometimes it’s heroin, sometimes it’s Rummikub. Sometimes it’s Bret Michaels banging a really gross, crazy chick.
Yay, we’re not in Kansas anymore.
So of course I was first in line to watch my most loathed character ever, Megan Hauserman, televise her gold digging on Megan Wants A Millionaire. The brain cells I lost during the pilot were more than made up for by the gleeful groans I expressed while watching oogly, self-important “millionaires” (Does $1.1 million ‘net worth’ really count? Not that I’m number crunching) vie for the affections of a weak-voiced, leggy blonde whose face will certainly go within the next five years.
As the first few episodes rolled out, it seemed Megan was actually reality gold: far more savvy than your average trophy wife, with a complete lack of soul. In fact, it seemed almost organic to set the match-up process of money-making douchebag with money-grubbing tramp in a TV elimination process, since it’s all fuckery and performance anyway.
I was enthralled. And though she rubbed lips with both grubby old dudes and closeted trust fund baby, I held high hopes that by Episode 13, she’d realize that her perfect match was a cocky Canadian playa named Ryan, who caught her early attention by telling Megan he wouldn’t make her sign a prenup (game, set…). Three shows along, and I felt Ryan was in it to win it.
Then, suddenly, it got real dark.
Model Jasmine Fiore (left), ex-wife of Ryan Jenkins (right), was found murdered a week and a half ago. Jenkins, a suspect for her murder, was found hung in a motel room yesterday.
Ryan, who apparently moved on to the 3rd season of I Love Money and married Playboy model Fiore shortly after getting eliminated by Hauserman (the marriage was short-lived), was thrust into a completely different kind of spotlight when his ex-wife was found dead and mutilated in an Orange County dumpster nearly two weeks ago. After fleeing on foot, he was upgraded from “person of interest” to person charged with murder. Yesterday, he himself was discovered dead, hung from a coat rack in a motel room. And as it turns out, Jenkins had a record of domestic violence, for assaulting a girlfriend in 2005 (shame on the producers for their shoddy background checks).
VH1 has since canceled and erased all trace of Megan Wants a Millionaire and I Love Money 3 from their website and program listings.
And I find myself now reeling with both fascination and strange pangs of guilt for watching him in the first place. It’s natural when watching reality to get to know, begin to identify with, and develop loose affection for the contestants. So watching this kind of terrible saga unfold feels, for some reason, personal. Why must I feel that way? It’s horrific.
Perhaps the reality is that reality television isn’t just an escape. The players may be trashy, the music cues may be funny, but the people are real. And sometimes, all too real.
[TMZ: Ryan Jenkins Dead--Hangs Himself]
[Reality TV World: VH1 Cancels 'Megan Wants A Millionaire' and 'I Love Money 3' Shows]
Filed under: 51 Minds, Jasmine Fiore, Megan Hauserman, Megan Wants A Millionaire, Murder, Reality TV, Ryan Jenkins, Suicide, Unfunny Stuff, Vh1
Sometimes You Wonder If They Mean, Like, Funny "Ha Ha"
Jen and I always read all of most of some of our mail. And we get it–sometimes, folks are not happy with all of the things we say. There are people who feel we’re too rough on Ann Curry (By the way: Seriously? It’s not like she isn‘t a robot). And there are those few remaining Gwen Stefani fans who wish we whouldn’t comment on her man-shoulders. There’s Tila Tequila, who likes our sense of humor (??!), but changes her mind once she sees we don’t believe she actually buys Chanel (or that she should exist).
Maybe y’all get mad sometimes. And you want to tell us. That’s cool, guys. That’s fine. That’s par for the course for two ladies pouring pitchers of Haterade.
But might I make one request: the next time you’re all worked up, huffy and puffy with your mouse clicking away and your little fingers tippity-tappity-ing against your keyboard, fueled by unsettled angst while composing an angry email to us–please remember what your Asian “ha ha” alternative might be if gals like us weren’t busy policing the Web:
“OMG” is precisely what comes to mind
Unless you’ve got a real hankering for “69 Photos of Asian Girls Posing,” all day, every day–in which case, DISGRASIAN is probably not the site for you. Please. Step. Away.
Source
Thanks, H.K.!
Filed under: "Long Time" Phrases Should Die, Ann Curry, Chinky Logos, Chinky Sites, Cultural Lows, Embarrassing, Gwen Stefani, Hate Mail, OMG, OMG Soy Sauce, Tila Tequila, Unfunny Stuff, Why We Blog
DISGRASIAN OF THE WEAK! The Binghamton Gunman
Our heads have been swimming with emotions today as we wait anxiously for news developments, regarding today’s shooting at The American Civic Association building in Binghamton, to trickle out of New York.
Personally, I’m collecting all of the details, trying to process them methodically. But my mind inevitably strays from the facts of today’s tragedy–wandering off to think obliquely about the people I don’t really know anything about: the yet-to-be-identified victims and hostages. I picture small, simple rooms filled with immigrants–like my parents and grandparents were three decades ago– so committed to making their family’s lives better and doing so by the book, the old-fashioned way. I think about how they couldn’t possibly have known what was going to happen to them today and how they absolutely didn’t deserve it. How they probably didn’t understand what was happening, except that they were probably going to be killed.
What are their parents thinking? What are their children feeling?
I wonder what it felt like for the survivors, in the hours they spent thinking that they were probably going to die in America without being an American.
Mostly, I feel confused. And deeply sad. In a way that I can’t really articulate, I just feel sorry that this is what happens sometimes in this country.
Filed under: America, Asian Shooter, Binghamton, Binghamton Shooting, Death, Hostages, Immigrants, Sad, Shootings, Surviving, Tragedy, Unfunny Stuff, We Are Not All Gunmen
Binghamton, NY: Don’t Shoot
HAPPENING RIGHT NOW: at least four people have been killed, dozens shot, and more taken hostage at a Binghamton, NY American Civic Association, which offers services to immigrants.
When we woke up to this news, we dreaded hearing eyewitness accounts that the gunman (who is still in the building) was Asian. But those accounts keep coming.
Watch the story unfold at CNN.com.
*Update: Local News 10 (aired on televised CNN) just reported that two men of Asian descent have been removed from the building in handcuffs by officers in regular police uniforms.
[CNN: 12 die, up to 40 held hostage in Binghamton shootings]
Thanks, Chris
Filed under: American Civic Association, Asian Shooter, Binghamton, Breaking News, Guns, Immigrants, New York, Sadness, Shootings, Unfunny Stuff, We Are Not All Gunmen
Arr the Singre Ragies
When I was at Yale, Mixed Company had the reputation of being the “funny singing group.” You know, as opposed to the “hot singing group” (that would have been the Baker’s Dozen, or the “BD’s” for men, and Something Extra, aka “Sextra,” for women) or the “serious singing group” (Red Hot + Blue) or the “angry feminist group” (The New Blue, to which I belonged).
But that was a long-ass time ago, kiddies. And my-oh-my how things have changed, as evidenced by Mixed Company’s current YouTube parody of Beyoncé’s “Single Ladies”:
Does the world really need another “Single Ladies” spoof? Or, for that matter, more pedestrian rice jokes? Don’t get me wrong, we rove a good lice joke. And of coulse we rove it rong time. We just don’t rove these ones.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta go make the rice and make it nice, and then shoot myself in the face for actually having to sit through that.
Thanks to all who sent this one in, you know who you are, damn you.
Filed under: Beyonce Knowles, Mixed Company of Yale, Rice Jokes, Single Asians, Single Ladies Spoof, Step Up Your Motherfucking Game, Unfunny Stuff, Weird Yalie Behavior, Yale
