Karate Kid . . . (part II)

Remember this ignorant guy?

The other day he asked again if I saw "The Karate Kid".

There were so many other people I know he talks more often to in our gym class but he singles me out to ask that question again.

I told him, "I'm refusing to see that movie."
Ignorant Guy (we'll call him Iggy for short): "Why?"
Me: "It's racist."
Iggy: "How?"
Me: "Buy me a beer sometime and maybe I can find the time to explain it to you."
Iggy: ". . . . . . . . "
Me: "I'm not debating its merits as a movie and I understand that it's a great movie. I'm just not in love with the idea of perpetuating the problem non-Asians have differentiating distinct Asian cultures."
Iggy: ". . . . . . . "

People around me smiled their knowing smile of "we're sorry" and "please don't let him represent other white Americans."

They know better. I wish Iggy did too.

I'd rather not "Rock in the D"

I was on my way home from a business trip to Indonesia when my plane to New England left without me. I was left in Detroit to find another flight home when the jumbo-tron in front of the people mover flashed this gem of a marketing mistake:



All I got from this video was:
1. Detroit is full of 5 lb hamburger eating idiots that listen to speed metal
2. Apparently that is way cooler than having sushi
3. And also way cooler than meeting your gf's boring Asian parents. (for the record all parents are boring)

Thanks Detroit!
Thanks for perpetuating the "constant foreigner" stereotype. Thanks for setting race relations back about 20 years.
You sure put the "D" in douchetard.

Maybe I can make a "Jammin' in Japan" commercial that shows how fat, stupid and barbaric non-Asian Americans are.

Post-racial my ass . . .