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Something happened recently that reminded me of the following experience I had when I was in the States:

H, one of my housemates in my senior year, met a Taiwanese guy and became friends with him. He was an engineering major, and he complained to H that his professors were not fair and his classmates were mean to him. He felt that he was treated second rate, and he was certain that that was because he was Asian. H, a caucasian american, told him that she had a Japanese housemate and she never heard her mention anything like that. And he replied: "That's because White men like Japanese women. Asian women have it much easier in America."

H, being so utterly naive, seemed to feel really bad for this whining loser. Even if the part about the unkind profs and classmates were true (which I doubt very much), I could not believe she actually bought his sexist AND racist remark on Asian women.

Yeah, I do well in school because I sleep with my White professors, not because I study hard. Oh no, I've never received a racist treatment because I'm an Asian woman. People love me and adore me here becuase I'm an Asian woman. Oh, how easy everything is in the States for us Asian women!

What a spineless crybaby this guy was. The bottomline was that he did not have the guts to make it in a university in the States (or anywhere in the world for that matter). But because he was a sniveling coward, he needed an excuse for his failure: when things got tough, it was everybody else's fault; he didn't do well in his classes because he was Asian. Yeah, right, what a sorry SOB. If he did receive a racist treatment, file a complaint! Show them they can't just step on you and walk away! Did he do that? Noooo. Instead he insulted fellow Asians who have perseverance to succeed, a quality he obviously lacked.

When H was done telling me the story, I told her flatly: "Sounds like he should go back to his mommy in Taiwan."

He did eventually. I found a card from him to H on the kitchen counter. It was open and I caught a glance of part of it. It said: "Thank you for being a nice American." I thought I heard a violin playing a melancholic tune when I read that.

I SO hate losers like him, and there are so many of them out there.