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the beautiful worst
3.30.21 vol. 7 - issue 3
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A year ago, I put on a mask for the first time to run a simple errand and wondered if I would get spit on, or shouted at, or physically harmed. I looked at my masked reflection to see if my mixed features were ambiguous enough to help me pass as white. I worried about my dad and my relatives on his side of the family, but I hesitated to reach out, because while we often talked about our culture, discrimination wasn't a topic we broached (even sharing this story feels uncomfortable). I listened to the WHO's warning not to blame an ethnic group or country for the pandemic, that to do so would create a rise in targeted violence against that community. Then, I listened as Trump defied those guidelines.
I was not surprised that he did, or in the rise of hate crimes that followed. I also understood, while Trump's xenophobia was making this issue monumentally worse, anti-Asian sentiments were not new. I felt it anytime someone asked me, "Where are you from? No, where are you *really* from?" or when guys I didn't know tried to hit on me or when I heard people talk slower and louder to my dad or when I was the only non-white person at writing workshops. I felt it when Asian characters I adored were portrayed by white actors, or when I spoke out about these issues and people told me I was overreacting.
I've learned to fight against racism by embracing my identity and sharing my story--in my writing and in my personal life, in-person and online, and whether or not people believe me. But after the horrific shooting in Atlanta, I didn't want to talk or write anymore. I needed action.
To support the Asian-American community, I'll be donating the March 2021 proceeds of my e-single "Kung Fu Lessons" to the National Asian Pacific American Women's Forum. We've raised over $250 with a few days left to donate. Please consider contributing to this or one of the many organizations fighting for Asian-Americans. I've also included articles and resources to take action at the end of this issue of the zine. With gratitude, xo.Katie
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