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At Samsung, a phone isn’t properly tested until a butt has been rubbed up all over it. [BuzzFeed]
Donald Trump thinks the GOP lost the presidential election because they didn’t appeal to enough Latinos and Asians. [Talking Points Memo]
Asian American consumers are projected to have over $1 trillion in buying power in the next five years. Marketers, get going already. [Los Angeles Times]
China’s People Daily Online was fooled by The Onion‘s selection of North Korean leader Kim Jong-un as their sexiest man alive for 2012. [The Daily Beast]
Some racists on Twitter are saying they hate Asians because of the recent remake of Red Dawn. [Racebending]
Some jerks vandalized the Vietnamese Student Union and a bathroom stall at UCLA with sexist and racist slogans this week. [Angry Asian Man]
Emily Joffe, who writes Slate’s “Dear Prudence” advice column, got a letter from a White dude who doesn’t want mixed race kids with his East Asian wife, and her reply was AWESOME: Continue reading Intern Jasmine’s Links Of The Daysian: The Ass Pants & Butt-Rubbing Edition
Filed under: 2 Broke Girls, Alexander Wang, Asian Moms, Donald Trump, Gangnam Style, Glee, Intern Jasmine's Links of the Daysian, Matthew Moy, Mixed Race Kids, Opening Ceremony, Racebending, Red Dawn, Samsung, The Onion, Yoko Ono
Saturday, June 23 marks the 30th anniversary of the death of Vincent Chin. Asian Americans for Progress have organized Vincent Chin 30: Standing Up Then and Now, a nationwide townhall on hate crimes and bullying. Hosted by Angry Asian Man’s Phil Yu, viewers can attend the townhall via Google Hangout. [APAP]
Dharun Ravi, who was sentenced to 30 days in jail for using a web cam to spy on his late roommate, Tyler Clementi, was released early from jail [NYT]
Like student Oumou Troure, the subject of her article “The Thing Is, I’m Undocumented”, journalist Grace Talusan was once undocumented, too. [Boston Magazine]
Trophy wife? Gold digger? Pie deflecting Tiger Mom? The New York Times profiles Wendi Deng Murdoch. [NYT]
Asian George Burns? Adorable! Asian Dolly Parton? Kinda creepy. [Laughing Squid]
A five judge panel convened by the World Boxing Organization unanimously ruled in boxer Manny Pacquiao‘s favor after reviewing video of his recent bout with Timothy Bradley. Their scoring can’t overturn the results of the match however. [NYDN]
Attention all you non-Asian ladies who are looking for an Asian dude to get smoochy with: this guide was written for you. [The Love Life of an Asian Guy]
Yoko Ono collaborated with Sonic Youth’s Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon on “Early In The Morning”, a 14-minute track to benefit Ashinaga Rainbow House and their work with tsuami victims. If this appeals to you, then you’ll be glad to know that a six-track album called “YOKOKIMTHURSTON” will be released in September. [A.V. Club]
Is the “chop suey” font used by Fresh Direct to advertise ready to cook Chinese meals racist, or just kind of tired and old fashioned? [Tao Jones/WSJ]
Just call it “Dwight Howard and Carmelo Anthony’s Excellent Chinese Movie Adventure”. Or, it seems the NBA is working with the Shanghai Film Group to release Amazing, a Chinese basketball movie that will star NBA players Dwight Howard, Carmelo Anthony, and former NBA star Scottie Pippen. [Grantland]
Congratulations, Conrad Hotels, you are the most recent offender when it comes to the crime of using people of color as props in your advertising. [The Society Pages - thanks, Steve!]
Filed under: Badvertising, Boxing, Carmelo Anthony, Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882, Chinese NBA movie, Dharun Ravi, DREAM Act, Dwight Howard, Grace Talusan, Immigration, Intern Jasmine's Links of the Daysian, Is your font racist?, Manny Pacquiao, Oumou Troure, Tao Jones, timothy bradley, undocumented immigrants, Vincent Chin, Vincent Chin 30, WBO, which asian guy is right for me?, Yoko Ono
DISCRIMINASIAN alert! A karaoke bar in LA’s Koreatown is looking for hostesses, and only “FRAGILE” lady candidates need apply. How do you say “This is some tall bullshit!” in Korean? [Jezebel]
Occupy Wall Street: now with more zombies! [AJC]
You down with OFC? A restaurant called “Obama Fried Chicken” has been spotted in Beijing. [Shanghaiist]
The next designer to collaborate with Target is Jason Wu (hurray!). The collection of clothing and accessories will be available next February, leaving plenty of time for Target to figure out how to avoid the shit show that happened with their Missoni collection. [New York Magazine]
Margaret Cho writes candidly (and humorously, of course) about her queer identity. [HuffPo]
Mindy Kaling’s awesome blog is back! [The Concerns Of Mindy Kaling]
Yoko Ono and Paul McCartney were able to “Come Together” (requisite Beatles reference!) for a friendly photo at the premiere of George Harrison: Living in the Material World. [HuffPo]
What’s the bigger scandal concerning Kim Jong-Il’s grandson’s Facebook profile? That there’s a photo with him with a cute girl who may or may not be his girlfriend, or that he’s apparently a fan of democracy? [Gawker]
Rachel Lee, leader of the “bling ring” that stole jewelry and luxury goods from Hollywood celebrities like Brian Austin Green, Paris Hilton, and Audrina Partridge, pleads “no contest.” [LAT]
[Photo via NYDN]
Filed under: #occupywallstreet, Beijing, bling ring, discriminasian, Facebook, Intern Jasmine's Links of the Daysian, Jason Wu, Karaoke, Kim Han Sol, Kim Jong Il, Koreatown, Margaret Cho, Mindy Kaling, Obama Fried Chicken, Occupy Wall Street, OFC, Rachel Lee, Target, The Concerns of Mindy Kaling, Yoko Ono, Zombies
Um, yeah, so…there’s really nothing that isn’t awesome about this letter John Lennon wrote to his laundry service in the 70′s:
Things that I reallyreally love about it:
- For once, the cleaners being yelled at aren’t Asian.
- The cleaners are being yelled at BY A BEATLE.
- Learning something new about Yoko, i.e. that she doesn’t sweat.
- The line “(MOST ORIENTALS DO NOT SWEAT LIKE US),” which I also interpret to mean “Most Orientals Do Not Smell Like Us,” which is true (read this if you don’t believe me).
- Continue reading Even The Dry Cleaner Tried To Blame Yoko For Their Problems
Filed under: Asians Don't Smell, Asians Don't Sweat, Can't Argue with Science, Chinese Laundry, Dry Cleaners, Famous Couples, John and Yoko, John Lennon, Laundry, Stand By Your (Wo)man, The Beatles, When in Doubt Blame Yoko, Yoko Ono
YOKO ONO: And today, ladies and gentlemen, a very special guest. We recently made acquaint–
LADY GAGA: LADY GAGA IS HERE!
YOKO ONO: Yes, a remarkable young woman with a very, ah, artistic–
LADY GAGA: ARE YOU LISTENING TO US, LA???
YOKO ONO: I am so very pleased to meet her, the work this performer has done to make a statement about real issues, like–
LADY GAGA: ARE YOU LISTENING?!?!?!?!
YOKO ONO: We are going to take a short break I think.
LADY GAGA: We are?
YOKO ONO: Step to the side of the stage.
Freudian analysts could have a field day with this Terry Richardson shot taken from the Fall/Winter 2009-2010 issue of French mag Purple Fashion, which has Sean Lennon posing as his mother Yoko in a re-creation of that famous Rolling Stone cover of his parents:
To review: Sean is posing as his mother Yoko…in a re-creation of an intimate moment between his parents…captured in one of the most iconic rock portraits of all time…that was taken on the same day his father was murdered.
Hmm. Sounds a little bit like Oedipus Rex updated as an arty porno.
[via Trend Hunter]
It’s awfully nice to to see Sir Paul, the McCartney daughters, and Yoko Ono in one sunny setting, united for a cause: to promote the concept of Meat Free Monday (going veggie on Mondays to reduce greenhouse gas emissions).
So nice, in fact, that I can see myself jumping on board: who can’t rock meatless mapo tofu, seitan tacos, and veggie steam buns to kick off every week? I mean, it’s just the preserving the planet we’re talking about here. And, uh, seeing PAUL AND YOKO IN THE SAME HAPPY PHOTO.
Filed under: Greenhouse Gas Emissions, Happy Together, Longstanding Feuds, Love/Hate Relationships, Meat Free Monday, Sir Paul McCartney, Stella and Mary McCartney, Tofu is Delicious, Vegetariasians, Yoko Ono
Yoko and I don’t always agree, and I’m often rough on the woman (Don’t worry, Yoko fans–Jen typically has a soft spot for her).
While skimming recent headlines about the Ono-curated exhibit,“John Lennon: The New York City Years”–which launched this week at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex in Manhattan–I noticed that most leads bore mention to her decision to include a bag of Lennon’s bloody clothes, still soiled from the night of his 1980 murder, in the display. Naturally, I was ready to pounce.
But after processing a bit, I actually began to understand where Ono might be coming from. The bag of clothes is apparently Ono’s statement against gun violence, an epidemic that has claimed 932,000 lives since Lennon’s death. And though she may be crazy (read: though she may have broken up the Beatles) the woman is an icon, a lover of peace, and–in her simplest state–a woman who loved and lost her husband. She may sometimes show it in funny ways, but I do believe she loved her friend/lover/companion truly; and there is not a morning that she rises without missing him or aching at the thought of his bullet-induced death. It’s a pain I can’t even imagine, and something she clearly doesn’t want anyone else to ever experience.
So, in this instance, I’m with Yoko. Trust me, I’m more surprised than you are.
Filed under: Curasian, Gun Violence, John Lenn's Bloody Clothes, John Lennon, John Lennon Murder, John Lennon: The New York Years, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex Manhattan, Sadness, Tough Losses, Yoko Ono
Happy 76th birthday to Yoko Ono!
On this occasion, we shall celebrate in haiku.
So old yet your skin is young–
You love peace.
Since Yoko Ono was honored with a National Arts award last night for “Outstanding Contributions to the Arts,” I’m only going to say nice things about her (instead of focusing on, say, her goofy, netted top hat, a fashion trend inexplicably on the rise).
So here goes. YOKO ONO HAS A REALLY NICE RACK. If you just vomited your Cheerios, bear in mind as you mop up your computer and Listerine your mouth that those boobs are 75 years old. A little perspective: they were born the year Hitler became, well, Hitler. They came into the world during the Great Depression (perhaps now we should call it “The First Great Depression”), and they pre-date television, as in those are radio play-era tits, okay? They’re even older than John McCain, whose man-boobs I hope to never see. Sure, the left one appears to be pushing in on the right one a bit, trying to get a little more attention (the Yoko to the right one’s John), but other than that, they’re impressively smooth, unveiny, and aloft. I’m charmed, too, by the fact that a septuagenarian such as Yoko has the chutzpah to flaunt her knockers. There’s something very dirty old lady about that, like her boobs aren’t at all ready for the nursing home and, instead, they’re ready to party like it’s 1949.