Why would a half-Asian be proud?
Proud of being white? Or proud of being Asian?
We’re expected to be proud of being Asian yet own mothers fetishized White men – believed white men to be far superior to Asian men, and believed white features to be more desirable on a male? Whenever people look at me, they make comments about my tall nose and small face – so why not just go get a full white guy? We’re like a testimony to how obsessed Asian women are with white features. Literally every time someone asks “what are you?” – and you respond with “I’m Half Chinese,” they say, “it must be your mom who is Chinese.”
Combine this with the fact that everyone hates Asian men – including white women, and Asian women themselves who view you at best as an odd looking Asian mixed minority (Uzbek, Xinjiang), or at worst, like a full Asian.
How can we be proud to be half Asian, when everywhere we go we see Asian women throwing themselves at plain, basic, ugly White men – proving that Asian women really will do anything to integrate and upgrade themselves with white blood? We really are supposed to be okay with going to school, being laughed at for being a chink or a small-dicked Asian, humiliated for our Asian looks by white people, when your own mother was literally sleeping with the men who look exactly like the kind of guy saying this shit to you?
Then our mothers have the NERVE to tell us to be proud to be Asian? To be part of a race of men whose women outmarry at a rate of 50-60%? Why not just identify as white – since they are the guys who are able to walk all over Asian women, getting sex and love whenever they want with both white and Asian women – and if we identify as Asian we are putting ourselves right back in the cultural ghetto our mothers tried to escape from?
Our features are Asian. Our eyes might be Asian. Or our hair texture. Or our bodies. You we half-Asian, yet Asian women, and white women, continue to reject Asian men in favor of tall, powerful White Western men. Asian women claim that all half Asian men are beautiful – based on what they see on the internet, yet the internet only collects the most beautiful specimens. What about the half Asians who look indistinguishable from full Asians? Or the ones who look ugly, and then disappear from Asian womens’ minds?
We have to then live with the fact that Asian women around us continue to literally bow then like dogs to men like my father, racist, unemployable, unreliable white men – because they’re tall and white. And my father isn’t even that bad a guy! What about the white men who are such horrible racists that they get off on dominating Asian vagina in order to prove their superiority?
Oh yes, let’s be proud that:
- 95% of our fathers were white.
- Our mothers chased tall bearded white guys.
- Our moms were bar girls, race climbers, status chasers, mentally ill, superficial, cruel, ex-prostitutes, mentally ill, money-obsessed, spent their whole life fetishizing white male features, obsessed with Europe, etc., etc.
- Our fathers were manipulative, oftentimes racist men who used white worshipping Asian women to their benefit of finding partnership, sometimes abandoning us because they didn’t want a half Asian child.
We look Asian. We are “Hapa,” meaning that in the eyes of our own mothers and millions like them, and millions of people around the world – we are still Asians. We have white blood, yet we are nowhere near the level of attractiveness of the white movie stars that our mothers drooled over. Are there Chinese movie stars like Hu Dong who have tall noses? So why would a half-Asian be of any value – when Asian women really just want blue eyed, blond haired white men?
So they gave us a label: Hapa, which is nothing more than a clever attempt at giving us self-esteem, as if we were best of both worlds, or a beautiful blend – yet all it means is that we were infused with the blood of a white man, and always and only a white man. They point us at Hapas and make comments about our tall noses or big eyes, and if you don’t have those features, then you’re just another inferior Asian man. So I have had Asian women walking smugly with their white boyfriends look at me as if I was the enemy – even though my father is white.
Have you noticed White women don’t search out Asian men to create “beautiful Hapas / Eurasians, or Hun Xue Er?” Because like Asian women, they desire white men, so they have no good reason to make up lies about the beauty of Eurasians. Their children will be white.
The ultimatum is whiteness. Whiteness is best – it removes any necessary pitfalls or troubles in having to be judged for your race unfairly – so most Asian mothers hope that their children look white, because white is synonymous with privilege and an easy life. And if White men are the most handsome and desirable, and Asian men are the least – and Asian women desperately want to feel as desired as White women are – then a White child is the best, not a Eurasian one.
That’s why so many half Asians (unlike other mixed races) cling desperately to labels such as “hot Half Asians,” or Hapas, because that means that they are not Asian. Asian is a net negative, especially on men, and many Half Asians (if you meet them) desperately want to be white – to have deeper eyes, less glaring, puffy, oily features. Nobody in their right mind says: “all half black people are beautiful,” but in turn say “all half Asian people are beautiful” – because they have a good reason to demean half-blacks and a good reason to hype up half-Asians: because half-blacks have white mothers, and half-Asians have Asian mothers.
Don’t get me started on “there were just more white men around;” Asian women are deliberately ignoring Asian men, who by natural law exist in equal numbers, even in Asian countries, to pair up with white men.
There is very little that could convince me otherwise; maybe if there weren’t millions upon millions of them I would think it was a coincidence… but there are.
And maybe if I wasn’t turned down by Asian women with regards to my Asian heritage – I would have faith that indeed, my own mother and women in my family, were all just coincidences.
“But you get turned down because of your personality.”
Contrary to what people believe, I became like this out of anger at treated poorly, whereas until I was in my early 20’s I was well liked, popular, thousands of friends on Facebook, tall, good looking, until it became self-evident to me, through observation, careful study of online dating patterns, and personal experience, that Asian blood is problematic.
Oh, let me guess: your parents weren’t like that, right? Nearly half of all Asian women conveniently make up myriad excuses about Asian patriarchy, yet COINCIDENTALLY Asian men are also rated as lowest on the attractiveness scale? Or maybe your mom suddenly became “very aware” of Asian culture after her kids came out looking Asian, and started backpedaling on her hate in order to prevent her child from having poor self esteem?
Which patriarchs were that? The same ones dropping nukes on Hiroshima, exterminating Jews at Auschwitz, or cutting off the hands of Congolese children?
Notice how the “excuses” for why this relationship is so frequent constantly change? First – it was that Asian men were too controlling; then, it was that Asian men were patriarchal foot-binders; then, that they were took meek, pushovers, and too nice; then, that they were too short; then, finally, after intense scrutiny, “there are just more white men around me” (despite blacks and Hispanics strongly preferring each other, even when in a minority), “that they just fell in love,” Of course they’ll tell you that – who the hell would want to turn their own son into a nihilist keenly aware of evolutionary science?
It would make no sense for a father and mother to tell their own son that race matters.
They would do everything in their power to deny that race was the common factor in their marriage (even if they didn’t admit it), to prevent their son from coming to the same conclusions that I did.
The thing is, I used to be one of you: a proud Eurasian. My mother was long dead after getting sick from my C-section and I never saw who she really was – but in a way the differences in my parent’s ethnicity never was evident to me except in pictures and I passed as “white enough”” with an undercurrent of pride for my Asian side; but the older I get, the more Asian and I look, and I’ve been taking a good look at these couplings and their public behavior. They’re all the same; the guy is tall and really white. I don’t believe in excuses of patriarchy.
And then after Elliot Rodger, it all became evident to me – all the self doubt, self hatred, insecurity and anger I had, and plain old crazy behavior, was passed down from my mother; all of the psychotic mannerisms of both myself and my brother were the direct result of having such a hateful woman as a mother.
Your mother, Hapa, was doing it for physical reasons. You were allowed to exist only because you had a white father. How embarrassing is that? And there are millions upon millions upon millions of Asian women and white men (even the liberal anti-misogyny ones) who feel that you’re upgraded because you’re white – your white father rescued you from a hellish existence of being an Asian, and being an Asian patriarch.
Hapa men largely live in denial; they claim their mothers fell in love with their fathers despite these couples being so visible and so monstrously vitriolic towards Asian men, that you can’t go a single day without seeing them. Maybe, Hapa, your mom can take you out to Chinese food and you can pretend you actually have a culture – at least one that wasn’t one of convenience to her when she was looking for white males to partner up with.
You’re living paradoxes. Go outside and look at the uniform smugness of these couples, then remind yourself that your parents were the same. Exact. Way.
It took me 25 years to realize it after so long of utter and complete life destroying catastrophe and psychological trauma that has left me socially incapable and mentally distraught. Maybe you think you’re better than me because you can accept it, and accept your parents; but even Hitler’s dog loved him unconditionally.
Your parents believed in the superiority of white males – something you will NEVER be. Keep being proud, you coward.
“I know proud Hapas.”
No, in all likelihood you know guys who pass entirely as white, or you know guys who are closeted homosexuals afraid to come out and offend their conservative parents. If you don’t believe it, go find one and talk to him.