August, September and October have been AWFUL

I’m serious.  These last few months have been utter shit.  First off, we had storms.  Crazy ass storms, like Harvey and Maria.  The latter of these storms have crippled an island full of Americans (assuming you consider Puerto Ricans as Americans, and if you don’t, then shame on you) who, in the words of Donnie Trump, should be grateful that they weren’t hit by “a real catastrophe like Katrina.”  Seriously, what kind of President SAYS that to his fellow Americans AFTER a catastrophe?

Furthermore, what kind of President risks the lives of millions of people across East Asia by joking about nuclear war, making fun of his Secretary of State on Twitter and insulting a Dictator with a line from an Elton John song?  Seriously, who the hell does that?

Then we had the whole NFL kneel-gate, where Trump basically hates ANYONE that questions the flag WHILE Puerto Rico is undergoing this massive crisis.  And yes, he did this WHILE demonizing players who protest the anthem (you know, sons of bitches…) publicly, when he could’ve demonized those Nazis marching all over Charlottesville.  I hope y’all know how much I hate Trump as a President, but dear God he’s really REALLY good at being an awful, AWFUL human being.

And then there’s Las Vegas.

Gun control?  Security?  Being safe at a music concert despite having toothless policies to police firearms in American?  Ha ha ha.  Yeah right motherfuckers.  I’m not even appalled by this antifa fake news conspiracy bullshit.  I’ll just shake my head and move on because cowards in Congress don’t believe in actual, common sense gun regulations that EVERYONE agrees should happen here.  This shit should not have happened, and yet here we are….again.  Dear God…

I think Trevor Noah’s video below sums up a lot of what I’ve been feeling for the past few months.

Yeah, it’s been a horrible few months…

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Whose Side Are You On Asian-America?

Seriously Asian-America, whose side are you on?

Are you gonna get with the program and pound your feet on the pavement?  Are you gonna do what’s inconvenient and help call white supremacy out when it has its hands on minority throats?

Or are we gonna play the model minority card?

Or feign indifference?

Or point the finger at ‘those undeserving black people’ because ‘they didn’t work as hard as we do?’

This is the penultimate question that needs to be asked amongst all of us here in America.  After the violence that happened in Charlottesville earlier this month, I began to wonder if this will spur more of us in our community, including myself, to act and fight alongside other people of color when more of these hateful rallies roll into town in the near future.  However, folks like Chris Newman, a Charlottesville farmer and native, remind us that it isn’t always the tiki-torch bearing Alt-Right mongrel that dehumanizes us.  Sometimes, it’s that hipster asshat with his artisanal cookie shop and winery.  Sometimes, it’s that liberal white chick who’s really into exercise:

It isn’t Richard Spencer calling the cops on me for farming while Black. It’s nervous White women in yoga pants with “I’m with Her” and “Coexist” stickers on their German SUVs.

Newman also added that for Black people in general, places like Charlottesville are filled with business that use Blackness for their own gains without employing any Black Americans in the mix.  In addition, Black Americans’ lack of representation in the town pigeonholes them into tropes and symbols stripped of any depth, while its other citizens (da white pipo) occupy a variety of depictions that other POCs would friggin’ die for:

Check out C’Ville Weekly’s Instagram feed when you get a moment, and try not to notice that the few depictions of Black people are limited to sports, singing, criminal justice, or single parenthood. White people, meanwhile, are represented as political activists, chefs, cogs in the gig economy, musicians, dancers, people who get married, visual artists, songwriters, architects, landscapers, thespians, artistic directors, wedge-heel-wearing rugby players, dog lovers, farmers, firefighters, and people who play with their kids in cul de sacs.

Richard Spencer is not the editor of C’Ville Weekly.

Truth is, as a Black dude, I’m far less bothered by the flag wavers in this picture than this town’s progressives assuming its race problem has nothing to do with them. The former is a visual inconvenience. The latter could leave my daughters without a father.

I was shocked and angered about what I saw at Charlottesville.  Hell, I still am.  However, we can’t kid ourselves here and say that this was unprecedented.  We can’t keep acting like ‘Oh dear, this is the worst thing I’ve ever seen.’  What I’m trying to get at is that none of this shit started with the Alt-Right steamroll of Charlottesville.  None of this started with Trump or with ‘Crooked Hilary’ or with the end of the Obama Presidency.

It starts when you give off that suspicious look to somebody darker than you on your Saturday morning jog.

It starts when you touch somebody else’s hair without permission, even though you have blonde hair and you wouldn’t dare let anyone else bump into you, let alone touch your hair.

It starts when you show amazement at how ‘articulate’ your ‘ethnic’ co-worker is when you finally have the gall to say hi after avoiding them in the office kitchen for six months.

It starts when you feel obligated to ‘save’ others, or pretend to want to learn about their ‘interesting’ culture in tone-deaf Facebook posts.

It starts when you follow Black kids around your store all the fucking time for no damn reason.

It starts when you give your darker customers wrinkled, furrowed looks but smile like you just discovered the goddamned sun when a white customer walks in.

It starts when you parade around New York to defend Peter Liang.  That’s right, Peter-fucking-Liang.

It starts when you do stupid shit like this:

Notice that what I wrote seems so interchangeable between white folks and Asians.  We talk about white oppression a LOT in this country but don’t ever fool yourself into thinking that we Asians in America don’t engage in that kind of shit either because these small and seemingly insignificant actions can add up into full-blown beliefs that dehumanize other people of color.  As a result, we are compelled to look at darker people with suspicion and prejudice.  This is why beauty shop patrons can get hurt or killed for nonsense in this country.  This is why our pals from the Old Country make insensitive skits and advertisements that denigrate people of African descent even though they have the resources to better inform themselves.  This is why we crave these Anglo-centric ideals of success that puts us AND other minorities on the backseat.  This is why we just don’t give a shit.  This is why we are silent.  We don’t want any trouble.  We just want to be left alone.  We just want to ‘live in peace.’

In response to this indifference, groups like Asian-Americans Advancing Justice or Letters for Black Lives  have emerged to bridge the chasm.  These groups are important because they realize that the battle against both racism and White Supremacy must begin by looking inward.  They know that the Asian-American community is not monolithic, but diverse.  However, they know all too well that no matter how many well-meaning members of our community show-up and do our part to help speak up or protest, we will still have the specter of Anti-Blackness hanging over us.  We will still be related to the family member that talks bad about Black folks in our restaurants.  We will still be the man that makes money off of Black beauty supplies in Black neighborhoods.  We will still be the assholes that have the nerve to sell you booze all day long while decrying that ‘you should stop being lazy and get a job.’  We still killed Akai Gurley.  We still defended Peter Liang.

Sebastian Whitaker from Affinity put it to us this way:

The idea that just because we are Asian and have our own history of oppression does not justify our anti-blackness. We are still partaking in and perpetuating harmful ideas which still oppress black people today. Depicting black people as “thugs” and “gangsters” is a tired trope which has led to many negative outcomes such as the hyper-incarceration of black men, as they are viewed as inherently being angry and guilty of crimes.

We also need to deprogram this mentality that “we’re not like them”. This model minority myth in which we’re “hard-working” and “successful” as Asian people is harmful in itself, but also should never be used as an attempt to dehumanize black people in order to please white supremacy. “We’re not like them” is saying we’re better than them, and stereotypes black people as being poor criminals while we’re the hard-working and successful Asians who overcame our oppression and essentially assimilated into whiteness. In reality, while we obviously have our differences, we’re not better or worse than each other, just different. We shouldn’t have to bring down black people in order to raise us up, especially to adhere to white supremacy.

So to sum it all up, we need to do more.  We SERIOUSLY need to do more.

I’m not here to stomp on the real progress Asian-American activism is doing.  I’m not an authority on this, and I’ve only started waving my signs this year.  However, I’m here to stomp on myself for not being on the streets sooner.  I’m mad at myself for not walking the beat to yell down bigots and I’m saddened to see us sulk in fear instead of marching with others.  What you saw in Charlottesville might just be the beginning, but for a lot of people in America, this shit ain’t new.  It’s time we call our people out and wake up.  It’s time to quit chasing that whiteness that so many of our people crave.  Put away your uber-hip Matcha cake, burn your collection of ugly-ass Abercrombie shirts and stop selling $14 Pad Thai.  Use that time you spend on Yelp to engage with Black, Muslim, Latino and LGBT people and start the healing process.  Use your ears to listen to others’ concerns about how we prey on other communities of color while rarely giving anything back in return.  Use that money from your oh-so-fly white-collar job to go make a sign so that you too can protest like so many others did before us.  Use that education (y’know, the education that your parents constantly talk to your relatives about?) to talk to your selfish, asshole parents about how racist they can fucking be, and tell them that you’re not okay with that bullshit.

Now, ask yourself one more time.  Whose side are you on?

What the Heck is Going On?

Police investigate a shooting scene after a gunman opened fire on Republican members of Congress during a baseball practice near Washington in Alexandria

This past month has been insane. Hell, even the start of this week featured Foghorn Leghorn as he testified in front of a Congressional Committee about Lyin’ Trump.  However, I was NOT prepared for Wednesday morning, where someone from my home state came to my current state to shoot up Republican lawmakers as they trained for a charity baseball event against their Democratic counterparts.

I saw the news pour in from the lobby TV before I made my way out of my apartment complex and the first thing I thought was how close this was to my proximity? Was it going to be like what happened to Gabby Giffords?  Was it by the hands of a liberal who went off the rails? Did it really need to come to this?

I guess what I’m trying to get at is that regardless of how you feel about the assailant’s politics or penchant for violence, it’s stunningly clear that in the midst of this Trump Presidency, we are losing ourselves. The Comey testimonies, along with Trump’s reaction to alleged ties with the Russian Government, have now revealed the disturbing possibility that Donny might have obstructed justice like a cheap dictator with aviators.  The fact that an investigation into this obstruction has surfaced is not surprising, but we all need to hope that Mueller doesn’t get the axe either in this case.

It’s harrowing stuff folks.  Really.  However, one’s outrage about these very disturbing allegations (or other issues in general) has to be tempered so that it’s channeled in the right way.  Go talk to your Reps.  Hash it out with your Conservative friends and co-workers.  Point it out to a fellow passenger on the Metro whose face is frowning just as much as yours when you both read the Express.  Get your pals together and run for office.  Do all those things.  Just don’t go out and hurt people.   Just don’t. We don’t need that shit right now.  We’ve got enough of it in front of the TV as is.

Ban Rant

We welcomed good ol’ Donny Trump with a gigantic middle finger of a march as the streets in D.C. turned hot pink.  He responded with falsehoods, namely something we now call alternative facts.  He shat on all sorts of things last week, but that fucking ban more or less broke the camel’s back.  It’s been less than a month and Donny Trump has already taken a huge shit on the Constitution.  He is wrecking lives.  He is putting innocent people in absolute danger.  He is caving into xenophobia and he is destroying the very thing that American’s greatness is built upon.

This whole migrant ban is a load of shit that can only come from a shoddy, deplorable administration like this.  Paul Ryan is even defending the move, explaining, like the rest of the soulless hacks you’d find in Congress, that it was done to protect the American people.  Well guess what Paul, NO ONE GIVES A RAT’S ASS about what you think.  No amount of backtracking, victim-blaming and alternative facts can clean up the mess this whole incident churned up.  This is why I’m thrilled to see so many people march all over the country against this shit.

However, as others have pointed out, what if this is all part of Bannon’s strategy?  What if this is all shock-and-awe?  Given how sneaky Trump’s cabinet is, I believe it’s time to be vocal and vigilant whenever unconstitutional crap like this comes storming our way.  Today’s rejoice in Washington state’s halt on this ban is welcome indeed, but let’s not forget the fact that there’s still a fight on our hands for the next four years.  Making this administration pay for its crimes is a longshot, but nothing ever gets done unless you get your feet wet and march.  No one up there ever gets afraid about their broken promises unless you shout and holler at them on the street.  And lastly, we will always take our liberties for granted unless we stand up to defend them together.  The U.S. is not without sin and has much to pay for in relation to the Third World, but if we can unite and use that guilt, that clarity of conscience to defend the only redeemable element of this country, then we can truly earn the respect of the world as being, irrefutably, the land of the free.

Happy Year of the Rooster!

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Year of the Rooster?  How about year of the Orange Clucker???  Here’s hoping that you’re ready to eat a ton of bird because this year will be so full of guano that the only comfort you’d have is knowing where all that shit came from.  It’s ONLY BEEN A WEEK and the Donald has shat on everything you could think of.  Please be merry, please enjoy dumplings or a hot pot and PLEASE think of positive things folks.  We’re in for a long one, so let’s celebrate now, and get ready to bring it to “Donny” in the coming year.

2016: The Good, The Bad and THE GOD-AWFUL!

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If you thought 2015 was god-awful, then boy do you need a slap in the face.  2016 is full of such madness, such despair and such fuckery that I cannot begin to imagine what 2017 will be like (have I said this before???).  With such an unprecedented turn of events happening at the speed of your stupid Facebook feed, it’s no wonder that we’d all like to just throw the year down a trash bin and burn it.  Where shall we begin everyone?  Who or what shall I discuss first?  What in God’s name were the positives?  Do snow monkeys make snow balls and eat them?  We’ll go over it all as we begin with….

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Naika’s 14 Tips to Help You SURVIVE your Thanksgiving Holiday

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Thanksgiving has finally snuck up behind us and we haven’t a damn clue of what we are doing.  Are we cooking anything?  Do you know what you’re going say to your Trump-loving relatives?  Can Gary Johnson make Pumpkin Pie?  Who died and made you King?  Now before you answer these questions, here’s 14 tips to help you survive this Holiday without setting yourself on fire.  They are all obvious nods to the Onion, but this is my blog and I’m sticking to it!

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