Thursday, March 29, 2007

Is that racist?

Holding up a "PC for Dummies" book, she approached me and said, "I should ask you because you obviously know more about this stuff than me."

This was the "excuse me, can you help?" that I got from a middle-aged white customer, looking for beginner's advice on digital conversion and imaging.

(OK, all you out there probably know what I'm going to say next.)

My gut reaction was to take the book from her and riffle through it -- fine.

My (split) second reaction was to wonder: Waaiiidaminit.Why should I obviously know more about computers than she would? THAT'S RACIST!

My third reaction was to admit to myself: But I do know about computers... I guess the stereotype is true that all Asians know more about computers than the general white population.

My fourth reaction was to admonish myself: That's silly, that whole statement could be false and conversely so as well.

My fifth reaction was to wonder if that's what she meant by her first statement in the first place. Maybe she actually meant "you young person" rather than "you Asian person." Perhaps??

My sixth reaction, and this was close to a millisecond before I reacted to her inquiry, was to give up my usual recursive thinking process and despair that every single thing said to me by any kind of person would be considered racist by me.

Do you ever get that feeling?

If someone asked me out of the blue, "where's the nearest Japanese restaurant?" is that racist? (true, I probably would have been able to give them an answer. . .)

If someone bowed their head in passing on the street to acknowledge me, is that racist? (true, I would have bowed my head back. . .)

If a touring Asian couple intentionally avoided asking me about map directions and went to ask a white employee instead, is that racist? (true, I probably would have directed them to the same white employee cause I'm clueless about my surroundings, never mind directions. . .)

Tell me if you do or don't, but I find myself scouring every input and output for any trace of even the slightest possibility of racism when none may exist at all. Or on the other suspicious hand, it may permeate all interactions. I've realized and forgotten over and over that there is a fine line between racism and altering behavior based on cultural background. All of those scenarios above define people I know. Is it worth getting angry about if there's no hostility intended? I suppose we get angry because there's a definite frustration that people aren't educated in our specific situation. "We aren't Asian, we're Asian American. Our native language is English, not Chinese. We are integrated into the American culture, not foreigners. So stop treating us like we are!"

The question we have to ask ourselves: How can someone tell if we're Asian or Asian American? African American or Haitian American? French or French American? Does the label really matter? Should it matter? Should there be an initial assumption that we are all, by default, acclimated Americans until proven otherwise?

And more importantly, should we be focusing so much of our attention on it? I'm getting all riled up and confused as we speak! This recursive thought loop has spun out of control.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Is that racialist?

Let me let the cat out the bag. I am not Asian. I went to school with lots of Vietnamese kids, Cambodians, Philipino, and few Chinese kids sprinkled here or there. A good 95% of those kids did something Math/Science related, less than half with passion, and the rest with the understanding that besides owning a business, math and science was the way to financial security.

Did I fall victim to thinking about them as resident quantitative experts? Oh hell yeah! Did people take offense? Not openly. I am pretty sure there were writers, lawyers, artists, entertainers, and the like hidden in that group of friends, who really did take offense.

Shame though, I wish someone thought I was a math/science genius. You see, I am, as my boy G would put it, a genuine chocolate face. According to legend, I dance, eat, shuck, jive, and otherwise entertain like nobody business. Oh I forgot that I am supposed to be pretty good at killing people and getting caught.

Why couldn't I be Jewish? Perhaps people would think I am a shrewd business person or good with money. Well, flip side of that is I would supposedly be cheap.

It's darn slippery slope. As a young person, I am supposed to be computer literate, well-rounded, able to compute and do many things at the same time, and I have a great sense of self. Flip side: I'm selfish, disrespectful. carpal tunnel syndrome punk with a short attention span who does cares about nothing more than he absolutely has to -- at any given minute.

The fact that anyone in this society pays anyone else some attention is a small victory in it itself.

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T$ said...

I think this is something that people of color have to deal with every day. I have no idea what the answer is though. But so long as you know that we all go through it...

I also highly suspect the above poster of trying to pass for black when he's probably not.