ARTICLES:
Eurasian Experience
I'm
Not Your Brother
Eugene
Whong is sick of people who assume an automatic friendship with
him just because they also have one white parent and one Asian parent.
In this opinion piece, he exposes the way Eurasians try to outdo
one another in “Asian-ness.”
By
Eugene Whong
October/November
2003
I
can’t say I know exactly where to start and I think that my
words here are going to be ridiculously unpopular, being that anyone
with enough interest to regularly visit a Web site specifically
for Eurasians probably believes in their own uniqueness to the point
that they want to share with the world their experiences and solidify
their rightful place in “The Eurasian Community”.
So
you go onto some online forum and talk about how “multicultural”
you believe you are even though you are an English monolingual who
has lived your entire life in the same old suburb of that large
multicultural city in the USA. Or perhaps maybe it’s Hapa
Mecca (AKA Honolulu). Never mind that everyone else on this forum
is talking about their uniqueness too, and naturally you don’t
care because you are only interested in your own uniqueness and
multiculturalism. Granted, there are exceptions from the above,
however, many of you online Eurasians do exactly that. You go online
to spout your uniqueness to the world and surround yourself with
people like yourself so you can all be unique multiculturals together.
Yes,
I’ve met you before, sitting in that group of white people
at that college party showing off that you know hangul and pretending
to know how to speak Korean when your Korean friend calls you on
your cell phone. Never mind that you speak with a horrendous accent
and you keep uttering the same honorific polite phrases again and
again “aniyo, kwaenchansumnida” that you learned off
of TV, and that anyone in a real friendship relationship would not
use because they are too polite. Surprised that I know that? Remember,
you are supposed to represent in these situations and you’ve
just been schooled by someone who looks even less Korean than you
do. Blasphemy!
Or
maybe it was you, who saw me with my group of Korean friends and
saw that as your opportunity to cash in and gain acceptance. I mean,
clearly, if this group of Koreans can accept a white looking Eurasian
then naturally your ticket in would be to prove that you are more
Asian than he is. How hard can that be, when you are visibly Eurasian,
and your opponent looks white? So it begins, the “I’m
more Asian than you are” contest. And what tactics do you
employ? The same ones you all have been on the receiving end of
all your life.
First
you pretend to have a genuine interest in your opponent. And you
ask... “What’s your nationality?” Naturally you
meant “what is your background?”, but your opponent
speaks fluent English and answers the question using the actual
definition of nationality.
“American”
he says.
“Just
American?” you reply.
“Yea,
last time I checked...” he says.
“No,
someone told me you were half,” you contest.
“Yes,
I am ethnically half-Korean and half-white.”
You
seem puzzled.
“I
thought you said you were American.” you say.
“Well
yes I am, being that I have American citizenship, I am an American.”
“But
you’re really half-American then, aren’t you?”
“No,
because citizenship and race are two different things.”
Okay
that’s it. He’s schooled you in English. Now it’s
time to get dirty and show his Korean friends how much more Korean
you are by talking about historical facts, obscure 80’s TV
shows, K-pop, the Red-Devils, randomly breaking into song belting
out Arirang at the top of your lungs for no reason, or trying to
show everyone pictures of your Korean ex-girlfriend. And now that
you’ve totally annoyed everyone, you’re fuming at the
idea that he’s been invited to go to a noraebang with them
next week (or you only think so because you didn’t exactly
pick up what they said to him in Korean, even though you are doing
your darndest to pretend you did. But how is this possible? How
can someone who looks less Asian than you be accepted by Asians
when you aren’t? It’s totally unfair! And more importantly,
why did he not fight back and try to prove his Asian-ness and let
you make a complete fool out of yourself alone?
In
a last desperate move you go for the sucker punch...
“Are
you sure you are half? You don’t even look it?”
“Wow,
really? I was TOTALLY UN-AWARE OF THAT!”
Way
to go genius, you’ve now made an enemy. Or maybe you are someone
who believes that every other Eurasian is your friend. That you
are part of a brotherhood or a sub community with shared experiences
that only other Eurasians can comprehend. A group of people who
can celebrate diversity together with. You see a Eurasian and instantly
see a brother! As anyone who is Eurasian must have a similar upbringing
and attitude towards those evil single raced people. Well I’m
sorry, but I’m not your brother, and honestly I don’t
care how unique you think you are and I am not interested in your
life story and experiences or how your parents met. If you are a
cool person who wants to get to know me without talking about Eurasian-ness
in the first 5 seconds after we meet, then that’s cool, but..
“Hey, are you mixed? SO AM I!!!!!” is not the way to
instant friendship with me.
Which
brings me to my final point. This idea that a “Eurasian community”
already exists, or that it can be created. I am a very strongly
opinionated person and let me tell you right now that I don’t
even believe that there is such a thing as an “Asian-American
community.” There is a Korean-American community without a
doubt, there is also one or more “Chinese-American Communities”
a “Filipino American Community” a “Vietnamese-American
community” and etc.
Asian-Americans
who believe that there is an Asian-American community are usually
whiny activists who blame all their sexual frustrations on the media
pairing Asian females with White males. Either that or they had
a cow about some T-Shirts showing questionable ethnic humor on them.
However I believe that similar forms of discrimination and similar
looks are hardly enough to form a community. Now if there isn’t
any Asian-American community, how can there possibly be a Eurasian
community? Sure, perhaps two Eurasians will have similar upbringings,
have received similar discrimination from both whites and Asians.
They may even have the same views and outlook on society.
Great,
you’ve found a friend. But that doesn’t mean that every
Eurasian will be like that. One of the biggest misconception comes
when Eurasians with an Asian mother try to embrace a Eurasian with
an Asian father. These people have had such a drastically different
upbringing that rarely ever will they feel they have anything in
common other than perhaps looks. Next it will be the Chinese-Eurasian
trying to forge a bond with the Korean-Eurasian. Well that doesn’t
automatically work either unless the two are so removed from their
roots that in reality they are just Americans who want to find someone
who looks like them to befriend and exclude everyone else (see Asian-American
Activists).
So
the truth of the matter is that I avoid Eurasians like the plague.
I try to stay away from “Hapa parties” and even though
in my college Asian-activist days (which are responsible for my
anti-Asian-activist views.) I was chosen to represent the half-Asian
community, I refused on the grounds that my experiences are vastly
different from other Eurasians, cause, hell, I’m unique! I
especially try to stay away from Eurasians who want to prove that
they are more Asian than I am, though even though I myself used
to participate in that kind of activity, it simply makes you look
retarded.
I
don’t celebrate half-Asian celebs because they are not going
to do anything for me other than take my money when I watch their
computer generated likeness fight with other people’s computer
generated likeness on the movie screen. I’m not going to root
for Hines Ward or Mike Nakamura because I don’t like the Steelers
or Twins. Yeah, maybe those guys are great, but I’m more concerned
with My Orioles finishing somewhere above 4th place or my Redskins
returning to their former glory somehow. The only similarity I have
with any of these people is that I am an American (okay so Keanu
is Canadian).
About
the Author
Eugene Whong is a 24-year-old overseas Korean with American citizenship
living in Japan. He is a recent graduate from the University of
Maryland and has been teaching English at Omiya Koryo High School
in Saitama, Japan as part of the Japan Exchange Teaching Program.
His interests include Korea-Japan politics, watching sports (especially
baseball, football, and international soccer), and of course, women.
He is a native speaker of English, is fluent in Japanese, and can
hold simple conversations in Korean. His family name is usually
Romanized as “Hwang” when other Koreans do it, however
his father wanted to be easily found in the phone book when he immigrated
to the United States.
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