WTF? (Who’s That Female?)
Whether or not this TV commercial is “racist,” I am offended by it.
Whoever Pete Hoekstra was trying to reach with this ad, it wasn’t me (or the millions of other Asian Americans who watched the Super Bowl).
WTF? (Who’s That Female?)
Whether or not this TV commercial is “racist,” I am offended by it.
Whoever Pete Hoekstra was trying to reach with this ad, it wasn’t me (or the millions of other Asian Americans who watched the Super Bowl).
(loosely translated from Korean)
A man is walking in the woods, when he sees a starving bear approaching.
The man starts running away as fast as he can, but the bear is gaining on him. It suddenly occurs to the man that he can pray to the Almighty for help:
“Dear Lord, please teach this bear how to be a Christian, just like me.”
The bear drops to its knees and starts praying:
“Thank you, Lord, for this meal.”
According to Microsoft Update, my Dell desktop has successfully installed the following update 110 times:
Security Update for Microsoft Visual C++ 2005 Service Pack 1 Redistributable Package (KB2538242)
Apparently, someone is unclear on the concept of “successful.”
Every time I tried to use Microsoft Update to run the update with me watching, I got an error message informing me that Microsoft Update couldn’t locate vcredist.msi, a required installation file.
Around 60 updates ago, I thought I’d do an internet search to try and find a solution to the problem. Incredibly, there were dozens and dozens of complaints about this particular update, but zero solutions (none that I could get to work, anyway).
It became kind of a perverse hobby — every few days I would do another internet search, and take another couple of lame stabs.
Finally, last week, I came up with my own solution.
Here it is:
Problem solved. My computer is no longer trying to install KB2538242.
However, a warning if you try this with your own computer — Microsoft no longer distributes the Windows Installer Cleanup utility because it can damage other components. I have no idea what those components are. (You can download a free copy of the utility from a whole bunch of different sites.) FWIW, my computer is working just fine, as far as I can tell.
Also, rumor has it that Microsoft is working on a fix, so you might want to wait a while before doing anything drastic.
Five years ago, I was paying $50 a month to a gym, and $200 a month to have people come mow my lawn.
It occurred to me one day that pushing a lawnmower around was probably at least as much exercise as running on a treadmill.
So I quit the gym and bought a mower.
Here it is — five years later.
I’ve gained 20 pounds.
The grass in front of my house is a foot tall.
And for the life of me, I can’t figure out what happened to that $250 a month.
You know you’re spending too many hours a day in front of your computer when your stomach starts to look like a butt.
Dear Diary,
I’m so excited! My dream came true! I get to spend my junior year in Japan! The Japanese language is really tough, but I’m sure it’ll get way better once I start interacting with some real Japanese people. I can’t wait!
A.W.
Dear Diary,
What a relief! It turns out that there are a whole bunch of Americans at my university. But you know, it looks like some of the Japanese students are giving me dirty looks when my American friends and I talk to each other in English. Do they really expect us to speak Japanese to each other? More later.
A.W.
Dear Diary,
Mom and Dad are going to be spending this entire month in Tokyo! We’re going to have so much fun together! But you know, I could swear I saw some of the students roll their eyes (or the Japanese equivalent, anyway) when my parents came to visit my dorm…
A.W.
Dear Diary,
Can you believe it? One of the Japanese students at my school actually posted a video on YouTube complaining about Americans at her university! She said that we’re rude, and that we all smell bad! Plus, she said that it hurts her ears to hear us try to speak Japanese! The nerve!
What’s wrong with these people? (sniff)
A.W.
There’s a joke that I’ve heard both Caucasian and Asian people laugh at:
What does UCLA stand for?
The University of Caucasians Lost among Asians.
A quick internet search reveals that, in fact, something like 40% of the student body at UCLA is Asian.
So when you hear that a certain white UCLA female student is the star of a rant video on YouTube attacking Asian students, you might think one or more of the following:
I haven’t watched her video, nor do I intend to. In fact, I’m not even going to post a link, or mention her name.
I gather, from all the outrage, that the gist of the rant video is something like this:
Asian students are objectionable, because of all the obnoxious things that they do. They’re always talking in the library to each other or on their cell phones. A lot of them can’t speak English very well. Their parents are always showing up on weekends to do their laundry, clean and cook. Blah, blah, blah.
The subtext of the the video is something like this:
Hey, all you Asian students! Why can’t you learn how to act more like white people? You’re totally ruining my college experience with your non-white ways.
And, hey, all you white people out there! Don’t put up with these Asian students! If more of us speak our minds, maybe we can fight this thing!
I’m not going to call her a racist. That word gets thrown around so much, it’s losing its meaning. (Like when a Right Winger calls someone a Socialist.)
What I will say is that she’s wrong. Consider:
In the Tiger Mom debate, one example that comes up an awful lot is that of the after-school soccer leagues in which they don’t keep score, and in which every child is a Most Valuable Player.
The opponents of this type of soccer league make the following points (not all of which I disagree with 100%, by the way):
What bothers me about the use of self-esteem soccer leagues as a talking point in the Tiger Mom debate is that it ignores the context in which these leagues arose:
Self-esteem leagues aren’t perfect. But let’s at least have an honest debate about what’s going on…
In case you’ve been visiting Mars for the past month or so, Penguin Press has just published a parenting book called Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, written by a Chinese American professor at Yale Law School.
Anyone in the ever-shrinking world of publishing will tell you that the key to making money is to publish “water cooler” books — books that people can’t wait to talk about at break time.
Well, Professor Chua, mission accomplished!
To be honest, I haven’t read the book, nor do I plan to. I’ve read bits and pieces in the Wall Street Journal and Time magazine, but I’ll be the first to admit that my opinion is based on next to nothing. (Not that I’ve ever let that stand in my way…)
Here’s my Cliff Notes version of what I gather Professor Chua is saying:
Hey, all you lazy and overindulgent non-Asian parents out there! Look at me! I’m Chinese, and I’m a professor at Yale Law School! I’ve got two kids, and they’re awesomely successful. They get all A’s in school, and they play the piano really, really well! And what’s more, they’re both unbelievably well-behaved!
Why is my life so great? It’s because I was raised by “traditional” (i.e., batshit crazy disciplinarian) Chinese parents! How did I raise such great kids? You guessed it — by being a “traditional” Chinese parent!
But wait, there’s more!
Maybe it’s too late for you — but not for your kids!
You too can raise awesome children by becoming a “traditional” Chinese parent. For the low, low price of $25.95 (marked down to $14.27 on amazon.com), you can buy your own copy of my book and learn how to browbeat (I mean, motivate) your children to excellence!
Lord knows Professor Chua has received enough hate mail (including some death threats), so I’m going to cut her some slack. I read in an interview that she intended the book to be tongue-in-cheek — kind of a rueful and humorously exaggerated look back at how easily her “traditional” parenting techniques were thwarted by her children.
Maybe…
Anyway, what bugs me personally about the book is that it cashes in big time on Yellow Peril, White Fright, and the stereotyped characterizations of Asian children as overachieving automatons and Asian parents as goal-obsessed monsters.
Here’s a thought experiment: Would this book have gotten anywhere near the same traction if the ethnicity of the author had been concealed?
I guess you know my answer.
I was surfing the web, and I was greeted by an popup invitation to enter the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes.
I was tempted for a few moments to sign up, but then I saw a link to a page called “See Sweepstakes Facts.”
So here’s the question of the day — what do you think the odds are of winning the grand prize of $1 million a year for life?
The mind-boggling answer is:
Less than 1 in a billion.
As Mr. Spock would say: “To be precise, Dr. McCoy, the odds are 1 in 1,215,500,000.”
Given that the current population of the United States is just over 300 million, I’m thinking I’ll stick with buying Powerball tickets…