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My Chinese name is Weiling but ever since I came to England I ask people to call me Ling. People can remember it easily and it saves time too.My parents were really against the idea of me coming to London to study, they thought it would be difficult for me to survive in another country, especially one as far away as England.But really they just wanted me keep an eye on me, so that I didn’t get into any trouble. Chinese parents really like to keep an eye on their children, and it doesn’t stop when they start university, with many students living at home, especially if they’re girls.
I am an Asian woman, and a certain narrative about relationships like the ones I have had with white men has infiltrated recent Asian American literature. Saturated with paranoia, the narrative portrays white-male/Asian-female (WMAF) couples as relationships inevitably doomed by ethnic difference. I have heard people say that Asian women taste so much better down there than other women. Since I seem to only have sex with Asian women, maybe I’m not qualified on this. But I can confirm that in this case it was definitely a gourmet experience. I spent a good five minutes enjoying eating out Lulu, if only to give myself a rest before the next round! I could go on. Susie Yang’s White Ivy (2020) attempts to turn the tables on the trope of the victimized Asian woman by featuring a Chinese American antiheroine who deliberately pursues a wealthy white man to access white upper-class respectability. But what results is nonetheless a relationship that strains credulity, determined more by race than anything else that might give texture to a relationship—the clash of personalities, say, or sexual chemistry. The paranoia extends beyond literature. In her hit song “Your Best American Girl,” the Japanese American singer Mitski croons to her white boy lover, “Your mother wouldn’t approve of how my mother raised me/But I do, I think I do/And you’re an all-American boy/I guess I couldn’t help trying to be your best American girl.” The relationship, we are led to believe, is doomed because of an insurmountable cultural divide. The scholar Anne Anlin Cheng captures the anxiety that pervades these works in an essay on interracial love by describing “the question of love” for Asian women as “perilous.”
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She will want you to know about her family early on. And whilst you might not think that this is important, you need to show an interest. Once you do this, you’ll find yourself being warmly embraced, at least in most cases (I have heard some stories where her family are hostile but this is more likely the elders, who are dying off anyway, taking their prejudices with them). When she talks to you about her family, it’s her way of showing you that she wants to get close to you and that she wants you to be a part of her life. Some men might find this hard to get used to, but it’s normal for most Asian women to be very close to their family. There is a kind of outmoded post-racial optimism infused throughout Natalie’s documentary, which essentially encourages Asian men to overcome our hang-ups and catch up to the post-racial future that WMAF couples already enjoy. Her credits roll (and all thanks to Natalie for including me in them) over a series of some seriously cute WMAF couples talking about the humanity of their love. One man talks about his social anxiety, and how seeing his wife immediately gives him a kind of buoy that he can rest his troubles on. It’s beautiful. Natalie offers to “help” us Asian men get to this post-racial promised land, as she fades out with upbeat outtro music and a montage of her learning about all that real Asian male pain at being left out in the cold. But that history doesn’t fully account for why the narrative around white-male/Asian-female couples has become increasingly paranoid of late. The paranoia, I suspect, is born out of a growing tendency toward didactic critiques of whiteness in our cultural discourse. During the 2010s, social media enabled the proliferation of pundits fluent in the language of anti-racism, catapulting phrases like “white supremacy” into the cultural mainstream. Denouncing whiteness, especially during the Trump years, became an easy way to accrue cultural capital in the liberal middle class. The white-male/Asian-female couple—comprised of the white man himself and the presumably white-loving Asian woman—became the consummate bad object under such circumstances, offering its critic the opportunity to flagellate at once the desires of the predatory white man (who stands accused of fetishization) and those of the complicit Asian woman (who stands accused of desiring whiteness). Such relationships are also convenient subject matter in another sense: as Asian Americans accumulate capital and gain access to elite institutions, white-male/Asian-female couplings are becoming ever more common in the spaces that produce our novels and cultural discourse. Another time, a white man pulled over in his car in broad daylight and, when I looked in the window, his pants had been yanked down to his ankles. He grinned at me as he furiously masturbated before he asked, “Do you want to —” I didn’t hear the rest of his question. Again I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran, not stopping until I saw his car drive away. I was waiting in the queue for my matcha latte and as I was about to pay this guy approached me and asked me if I would like to sit down and join him. I was feeling bored at the time so I told him I didn’t mind.And also since he looked so dreamy I really couldn’t miss the chance to get close to him.We talked a lot and when I finished my coffee he asked if I would like another. From his subtle (but expensive) clothes I could see that he could afford it, so I accepted his offer.
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MYTH NUMBER 4 AND 5: Asian women are just after a green card and money and date white men to ladder social status/White men fetishize Asian women and take advantage of them. A foolish bet is going to get Iruka and his friends killed if he can't find a way to save them from the ruthless king who has imprisoned them. Each night he tells the king stories to buy them more time, but in between the lewd tales he spins, he discovers that not all of his friends are what they seem and neither is the king. Language: English Words: 50,149 Chapters: 8/8 Collections: 1 Comments: 462 Kudos: 2,146 Bookmarks: 629 Hits: 25,096 Writers who rely on these scripts dwell in an uncanny valley, crafting stories that are at once too particular to speak to universal experiences of falling in and out of love and too reliant on clichés to capture the grittiness of actual relationships. What is more, I worry that the scripts that we reproduce end up scripting us. Following these narratives, we—Asian American women—become characters defined primarily by assumptions about how our race and gender dictate our lives, rather than fully fleshed people entangled in all sorts of complicated relationships. This is not to say that race and gender don’t matter—how can they not?—it is simply to say that our lives (and therefore our stories) are usually more surprising than the scripts would indicate. To move away from abstraction for a moment: good Asian woman that I am, I like to play a sub. But I am also many other things: obsessive and dogged in my pursuit of my objects of affection, for example. Show people how positive your relationship is. For example, a lot of white women take their husband’s last name. flip conventions on their ass by taking your wife’s Asian name. then people can see how much you reall love, honour and obey her. While working on a delicate mission to protect Konoha, Hunter-nin Iruka has to collaborate with Inu, an ANBU captain he finds both dangerous and intriguing. For the sake of both Konoha and the mission, Iruka must protect his identity at all costs, even when he’d prefer not to. Language: English Words: 143,500 Chapters: 21/21 Comments: 981 Kudos: 3,994 Bookmarks: 1,225 Hits: 84,584
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