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Monday April 7, 2008
There Will Be Blood ![]() I got this picture off of Michael Kang's Xanga. For those of you who don’t know Michael Kang, he is the Korean American director of the The Motel and the more recent, West 32nd. He is also an outspoken supporter of the fair and equal opportunity/representation of Asians in the media. Therefore, you could probably have guessed the double slap to my face when I read what he wrote in the caption beneath the picture. “I just thought this picture was funny,” he wrote. ??? What’s funny about it? Where’s the humor in this snapshot? That the oblivious “white guy” who has had or is on the verge of an adulterous affair with the desperate, overly-sexed, Asian housewife is seconds away from major bodily harm at the hands and “ninja stars” of the Asian guy? And let’s take a look at the Asian guy. What the heck is his problem? Could it be because he’s confused over whether or not he's supposed to be Ryu from StreetFighter II coming home from the office or that he's stuck in some kind of anachronistic time warp? Is that what’s supposed to be so funny about this picture? To play up the worst stereotypes of an Asian? Though I wouldn't need to, I don't know where to even begin to try to spell out how many delicate racial boundaries and sensibilities this, I suppose, ad is in violation of. But, hey, maybe I'm just the stodgy prude here who's projecting his own biases onto something that was never meant to be any one way or another; and that the white guy is actually the Asian lady's husband and the Asian guy is actually a deadly kung fu assassin. What do you think? |
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Or maybe, it's just funny. Who leaves all their weapons on display, let alone by the passageway?One's katana, as a living embodiment of one's soul, is not supposed to be removed from the saya for anything but the kill. Anything less would show a lack a purpose and would reflect poorly upon a retainer. All small blades are to be sheathed or hidden. Shuriken are to be kept in a pouch attached to one's obi, or better yet, behind a cool, unassuming belt buckle. Look at this guy(ex or current husband or boyfriend or all purpose assassin) on his way in, with his predatorial eyes, terminator gait, hachimaki, and near trench coat- he means business. Do you really want to make it easier for him?!
Of course, the white guy could be shinobi, a stealth assassin whom no one sneaks up on. Patiently the young master awaits, having heard the creaking of specially altered floorboards out in the hallway, though his highly attuned senses were already keen to this malicious presence. Rising to suprise the intruder at the last moment, he steps inside to avoid a downward sword strike, simultaneously softly planting the stem of his glass into the attacker's carotid artery, thereby resolving the connundrum, 'Why is this Ruby Port so bloody light?'