Self-Hating Asians

I moved to South Carolina the summer I turned fifteen, after growing up in Singapore and spending four years on a ship. Unknowingly, I stepped into a paradigm where my half-Singaporean Chinese self was now firmly classified as Asian, a title that brought with it very specific expectations.  I quickly learned that the best way… Continue reading Self-Hating Asians

There’s My Dang Black Widow Movie

Almost exactly eight years ago I posted a rant essay lamenting the lack of a movie about Black Widow in the MCU. This brings to the front of my mind that not only have I been keeping this blog for a long-ass time, but that it’s taken a long-ass time to get a dang Black… Continue reading There’s My Dang Black Widow Movie