Tuesday, November 4, 2008

I am a supreme bloody racist pig!

"Arrrr, my race is better than yours! Arrrr!"
"Prove it."
"Arrrr, um, my, uh, blood is REDDER than yours! Arrrr! (slice) See?"
"So?"
"Arrrr, it's REDDER! Really..."
"That's cause your skin is brighter..."
"Arrrr! Ouch... I'm bleeding! Help!"
"I thought you were superior?"

I am a Chinese.

Or at least, that's what I write in the field "Bangsa"/"Kaum"/"Race"/"Ethnicity"/"Bloodtype"/"IQ Level"/"Idiocy Level"/etc.

If I am a Chinese, then George Bush is the greatest US president ever!

If I am a Chinese, then Osama is the most peace-loving fellow in the universe!

Get my point?

What does it mean to be a "Chinese"?

Is it the colour of my skin?
Or my name?
Or my face?
Or my actions?
Or my words?
Or my thoughts?
Or the way I think?
Or the language I speak?
Or the "traditions" I "practise"?
Or the "culture" that is "supposedly" Chinese?
Or what?

Anyone who knows me knows that my command of Mandarin is at most 1%.
I speak English as a native language and Bahasa Malaysia as my second language.
What Chinese?

I think in English. I read English books. My thought process is in English.

I have no idea what "Chinese Traditions" are. Nor do I have any idea what "Chinese Culture" is.

I have a name that sounds like it's "Made in China", but even then, ask me to try to write my name in Chinese. Go ahead.

So, to all you racist bastards out there, I have this to ask:
Is your blood better than my blood? Is your skin better than my skin?
Does skin colour determine how good you are at doing things?

People who claim that their race is "superior" to others are only doing so because they feel that they are "inferior". It's compensating, you know... Like the guy with the HUGE sword...