It feels like the entire Internet is having one big argument about Elliot Rodger, the 22-year-old who murdered six people near the UC Santa Barbara campus before killing himself last Friday.
Did he mostly have a problem with misogyny? Did he mostly have a problem with mental illness? Did he mostly have a problem with a spoiled and entitled upbringing? Is it possible it could be a combination of all of these things?
Like many people this weekend, I read (okay, briskly skimmed — he was not a good writer) his 140-page “manifesto,” “My Twisted World: The Story Of Elliot Rodger,” looking to better understand this tragedy. There’s plenty to unpack there, what with his misogynist, crazy ideas about women deserving to be placed in concentration camps and only used for sex. But what hasn’t gotten quite as much media attention is the area where Elliot Rodger’s misogynistic entitlement and his racist views intersected. Keep reading »
UPDATE, 1/16/14, 11a.m.: Commenters have pointed out to me that there were numerous errors in this post. I apologize for the errors and my ignorance on these differences.
Last night’s episode of CBS’ “How I Met Your Mother” is under fire for the racist decision to depict three of its white characters in “yellowface” — that is, dressing up like they are Asian,
in this case Japanese in this case Chinese. Alyson Hannigan and Cobie Smulders both dressed in kimonos Chinese gowns, their hair pinned up geisha-style, and ate using chopsticks; Radnor wore a silk jacket and a long Fu Manchu mustache. There were fans, references to Shanghai and jokes about noodles. Keep reading »
May I present to you the most WTF music video ever made for the month of July. Day Above Ground’s “Asian Girlz.” Girlz with a “z” because “s” isn’t gangsta enough. Imagine if 311 and Nickelback had sex. This band would be its gay love child.
In the first three seconds, you come to the realization that this may be tongue-in-cheek. But then after a full 30 seconds pass, you realize that the lyrics are so asinine that it may have crossed the line from tongue-in-cheek to borderline offensive. With lines like, “I love your sticky rice, buttfucking all night” and “It’s the Year of the Dragon, ninja pussy I’m stabbin’,” it’s hard to argue otherwise. I mean, sick rhymes, bro. Said no one ever. Read more on The Blemish…
Casual racism is really having a moment these days. The next pseudo-celeb to stick their foot in their mouth is Kate Gosselin, of “Jon and Kate Plus 8″ fame. Take a gander at this picture. It’s confusing, I know, so let me break it down for you. Kate Gosselin, white woman, mother of eight lovely multi-racial children, is wearing a plastic geisha wig and pulling her eyes back in the manner of playground idiots since time immemorial. What gives, Kate? Maybe she felt her star slipping, and, seeing the “success” Paula Deen is having a of late, was inspired to attempt a curated controversy. Maybe she’s just not the brightest star in the sky. Naturally, the brouhaha she created necessitated a response, so Gosselin took to her personal blog with a response, writing:
Evidently, a fan sent [the wig] for me to wear so that I too could “be Asian” like the rest of my family. At that time, a common topic of our show was “everybody’s Asian” — except for mommy, so a thoughtful fan figured she’d help me look Asian too! It’s normal to talk about and even “exaggerate” the feature differences between family members of a biracial family as they are noticed by curious growing children within the family. These types of discoveries and at home discussions are a normal part of being a loving accepting biracial family and it does not make any of us prejudice!
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I am biracial, borne of a Taiwanese mother and American father. My features are decidedly not Caucasian, but hard to pin down to one specific category, a tiny frustration that gets at the heart of humans, because subconsciously, we all live to categorize. I deal with a host of questions pertaining to my background from “What you mixed with, girl?” to the timid “What … background are you?” I will entertain these questions, my response varying on the scale from begrudging to enthusiastic. It’s a conversation that I have a lot, and I’ve come to just suck it up and deal because people do not deal well with ambiguity. To categorize, to separate, to push things into clearly labeled boxes soothes the mind. It sets expectations, dictates how to behave, and prevents you from making statements like the ones I’m about to discuss. Keep reading »