There have been many attempts to establish a unifying identity for Hapas and Eurasians, particularly in the last half century. Many of these lie within treatises and academic papers hidden away in libraries around the world, but seemingly all of them avoided one simple question.
Why are our backgrounds so similar?
Why was it that we were almost completely uniform in our parentage, wherein most Hapas and Eurasians have Caucasian fathers?
Many other websites have sprung up over time, but all of them shirked the issue. It was largely uncomfortable for many to discuss, yet it was obvious to everyone involved. Hapas of my generation (older, in their 30’s) all knew about this for a long time, and we all mulled over our discomfort with our backgrounds and the racism our own parents were lumping onto us.
Recently, there were a slew of incidents involving Hapas, which quickly demystified our appeal, and showed many of them to be troubled, lost, people.
This was for one simple reason:
Many if not most Hapas were very uncomfortable with their Asian heritage – and raised to value whiteness, by none other than our own racist fathers, and white supremacist Asian mothers.
HalfAsian.Org aims right at the heart of the issue, to find out what we are, who we are, and why we are, and to no longer let the issue remain lost.
This will be a very long, arduous journey, and I consider it my life goal to not only get answers for what happened to my family, wherein my mentally ill, self hating mother was killed after realizing she had married a Nazi who could not get a white woman, but to frankly, get revenge for her, and for the racism I have faced for looking “too Asian.” I could say that it’s not personal, but… it really is.
If anything, my motivation is to upset trends of opportunism and maltreatment of others.
Many other Hapas have also been on board, and our control will be permanent, omniscient and viciously truthful. Already we have swayed Hollywood, political movements and reformed one of the core issues of race, gender and sociology that spans the globe.
Every bit of pain, racism, isolation and loneliness we have endured for decades will be returned wholly in part with words, because, frankly, you deserve it. Every minute that racist white men continue to fetishize our mothers; every tiny ounce of racism that drips from a culture that hates Asian male faces but pimps out our culture only when it possesses a vagina – we will make sure, until the end of time – that we take revenge for that.
No matter how long it takes.
Am I against mixed marriages? Of course not.
All I’m asking is for people to take two seconds out of their day and ask themselves why things happen the way they happen, and work to challenge this inbuilt societal gendered racism, rather than benefit from it. Consider other peoples’ feelings when you or someone you love opens their mouths and says something ignorant or nasty. Energy you put into anything, will never dissipate, but only be returned in one way or another, so, I suppose, I exist as a natural result of racism.
