what's with these petty wee island moaners?
... MY SINGAPOREAN friend was on the upper deck of a bus when she felt someone pull her hair. She turned around to find a teenage boy making a face at her and shouting, 'Chink! Chink!'.
Shaken, she approached the bus driver and told him what had happened. The Sikh came up and ordered the miscreant off the bus. The boy replied brazenly: 'Are you picking on me because I am white?'
By most accounts, this kind of racist behaviour is not uncommon in Coventry, the mid-sized English town with a large population of Indian immigrants, where I attended the University of Warwick...
so it's totally rude of whites to behave badly towards chinks like that twit; but it's ok for 'em to namecall wee island minorities according to their colour. in chinese.
and the journo herself displayed a classic example of pot and kettle by mentioning the bus driver's race there. isn't "Asian" more than suffice? and amazingly enough - to her wee mind at least - there ain't any form of existent racism ever on the islet.
just like 'em amoeba's over here at the workplace. whenever i converse in malay with my colleagues, 'em lowest common denominator chinks immediately show their utter displeasure with appropriate dour facial expressions and body language. how come? they are so afraid of us talking behind their backs, that's why.
yet it's perfectly alright for them to gibber about in their ear-grating broken mandarin in the minorities' presence. this is not mere double standards, rather their utterly misguided arrogance as member's of the mighty yellow race.
and oh, sample this drivel:
... And it may well have been due to ignorance or veiled condescension, but I was often complimented on my English - not bad even though it is not my native language, I was told.
Or perhaps racism is too strong a word. It is true, though, to say that some people I met at university were not very eager to get to know people different from them...
for crying out loud, couldn't she simply accept those compliment's graciously? just because she came from THE wee isle, she expected the entire blue marble to know that every wee islander speaks english proficiently?
how the hell do these imbecile's get this far in life?
as enscribed by the letter b @ August 30, 2004 09:34 AMoh yes of course. *the* pravda! i have to admit the pravda bit sounds familiar but couldn't place it how, where and when. ta muchly for the jolt matey :)
and my curiosity led to a search of the pravda and i found this! heh.
as blahed by the letter b @ September 1, 2004 04:04 AMThe Pravda used to be the nation building (sounds familiar?) newspaper for the old Soviet Union.
as blahed by D W @ September 1, 2004 03:28 AMcan't think of anything clever to say at the mo - brain totally whacked.
yeah, pray tell DW how come Pravda Times? i don't quite see the link there. see brain totally whacked bit.
as blahed by the letter b @ September 1, 2004 03:15 AMDW, why do you call it 'Pravda Times'?
as blahed by La Idler @ August 31, 2004 10:51 AMIt's the Pravda Times, milady. What can we expect? :)
as blahed by D W @ August 30, 2004 10:14 AM