Just about everyone of note in San Francisco has denounced the column, including Mayor Gavin Newsom and House Speaker Nancy Pelosi.Eng's arguments aren't meticulously made, and they're certainly nowhere near as vitriolic as Kambon's calls for genocidal extermination are. In his 'homily' against Asians, he writes:
I am repulsed when I see Asian guys speak with British accents in an attempt to sound sophisticated. British people can’t be all that sophisticated if they don’t yet understand the concept of dental hygiene. I am also sickened when I hear Asian people imitate Negro slang in an endeavor to sound "ghetto." Am I supposed to be impressed that such a person emulates the attitude of a supposed slum resident? ...Lighten up, that's childishly funny.
The third thing I hate about Asians is how apathetic many of them are in terms of honor these days. If I saw an Asian being stereotyped in a movie theater, I would immediately stand up and shout incessantly at the screen so that none of the white audience members could enjoy the film.
Eng's railing against blacks drew a firestorm because there are more than a few kernels of truth in the accusations he makes, just as there are in his other hyperbolic pieces. As Asian-Americans are successful by just about every quantifiable measure, and white Americans are economically and numerically dominant, the caustic verbiage bounces off both impervious groups rather harmlessly. These two industrious, self-confident sibling groups can take it all in good fun. But make fun of their handicapped little brother, and everyone becomes enraged, whites and Asians not excepted. You just don't pick on the weak in the West. As much as the humanists piling on Eng hate to admit it, their vociferous indignation is a vestige of the Occident's Christian heritage--"As long as you did it to one of these my least brethren, you did it to me."
What did Eng actually write? And from where might his rhetoric find inspiration?
· Blacks hate us. Every Asian who has ever come across them knows that they take almost every opportunity to hurl racist remarks at us.How about the LA riots when black mobs targeted enterprising Koreans and caused more than $400 million in property damage? Data from the multicultural capital of the world indicate that blacks trust Asians less than they trust whites, Hispanics, or other blacks. And Asians trust blacks less than they trust whites, Hispanics, or other Asians. He's getting at something real.
Contrary to media depictions, I would argue that blacks are weak- willed. They are the only race that has been enslaved for 300 years. It's unbelievable that it took them that long to fight back.I suppose the Koreans were always tenacious pugilists, but it it took them a very long time as well. In any case, an illegitimacy rate of 68% betrays the image of a self-denying spartan. But in committing violent crimes at about 30 times the rate of Asians in the US, perhaps Eng wishes his kin would do a little more fighting back and while pining for blacks to do a little bit less.
Blacks are easy to coerce. This is proven by the fact that so many of them, including Reverend Al Sharpton, tend to be Christians.Well, it was the Las Casas' brand of Christianity that went a long way in ending the institution of slavery that was brought into the white world from its place of birth in Africa. Although big-ticket salesman do seem to find bling-bling blacks quite lucrative.
Blacks don't get it. I know it's a blunt and crass comment, but it's true.Average IQ for selected racial groups:
East Asians -- 106
Whites -- 100
American blacks -- 85
Black Africans -- 70
But is that a legitimate cause of hatred? Perhaps in the Confucian worldview, but not so much in post-Christendom's dual concepts of spiritual equality and isonomy.
While Eng's comments are irresponsible and sloppy, his sentiments are not difficult to understand. As a WASP in my early twenties, I'm annoyed by constant calls for white opprobrium over the contemporary state of American blacks, especially when it comes from the mouths of baby-boomers. I didn't do anything to hold blacks down. My generation has nothing to do with the perceived sins of your own. I have to deal with the black consciousness you've so strongly encouraged, and the consequences of a celebrated libertine lifestyle that has hammered blacks harder than anyone else.
That is, the wealth I create is transferred to a disprortionately black underclass that squanders it. I have to be weary in certain neighborhoods that are mostly black, as the residents there are some 39 times more likely to commit violent crimes against the racial group I belong to than members of my group are to commit violent crimes against them. I have to see friends and family members who trace their ancestry back to Europe be passed over for jobs and opportunities they are more qualified for, in favor of those who I'm told the civilization I love has nefariously pushed to the bottom. I resent how the hip-hop community spits on the 'Protestant work ethic', on the idea of work being intrinsically rewarding. I resent its misogyny, its vulgarity, its anti-social attitudes, its disastrous celebration of illicit drug use, and its irrational disdain for homosexuality.
Eng, not too many years older than me, probably parallels many of my feelings. The give-and-take is even worse for his racial group, and his ancestors are even less morally culpable. The Chinese were excluded from the US. The Japanese were interned. Many of the Koreans who came to the states had suffered under the rapacious occupation of their occupying neighbors from across the sea. Members of each of these groups are far less pathological and far more successful than American blacks are. Eng and I depart where he personally despises blacks for something that is by no means all their fault.
In any case, this is yet another illustration of how balkanization leads to bliss. To make an omelet, you have to crack a few eggs, right? But I'm not sure a crime-prone, gang-ridden, pollution-filled, traffic-jammed hellhole characterized by massive disparities in wealth and despairing unaffordability, where mutual levels of trust among inhabitants reveal a national nadir is the sumptuous dish we should be salivating over in preparing it.