Ladies and gentlemen, does anyone here know somebody in Melbourne who is interested in Asian culture and knows how to film?
I have a project to get around to. Tumblr has been awesome to me so far so why not take advantage of it to help me network.
Now if you have not noticed by now, I am interested in the Asian Australian identity. What if we had film shorts dealing with an Asian Australian identity where each different film dealt with a particular nationality. Obviously I would do something specific to Cambodia. But what does it mean to be Vietnamese or Chinese or Japanese? What do you all think?
There’s always been a big rustling of pride for Melbourne’s sense of patriotism. I wonder how much truth there is to that when I see villainous acts of racism citing these very (and supposedly) celebrated groups. True, eating a bowl of pho and spaghetti bolognaise seems nothing extraordinary (a point I regularly raise) here in this fine old city, but as a cultural center for all of Australia, to argue that Australia as a whole is multicultural begs a finer question, what is multicultural about the rest of Australia? Sure, the capital cities boast varying degrees of multiculturism, but out in the countryside you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone not of a Caucasian background.
Directly below the Asian continent has always hinted at the possibility of Australia being considered as an Asian country, but really our history looks more ‘white’ than anything. We like most countries in the world are constantly re-evaluating our self identity as a nation and attempting to define ourselves once more. From White Australia to multicultural Australia is still a gigantic leap no matter how much such has been reiterated.
I have always wondered as such what would happen if we were to draw our links more to Asia? I mean, after all we are apparently entering the Asian century. By relying more on Asia, are we committing ourselves to become more Asian? Whatever that means, the thought process proves to be an intriguing one that likens my thoughts to a million languages being spoken by everyone here, a thought that understandably makes me drool with euphoria. As an Asian-Australian, there is no surprise that I am all for becoming one with Asia, which makes me all the more interested in finding employment that draws these links closer. Now the question through the wide variety of jobs to choose from is actually choosing a job. That is the hard part, the fun part is seeing the results.
Indeed, maybe we are more Asian than we realise.
"I would not even dare say Jap" said my friend. She was a little bit nerdy looking, veering onto hipster that look oh so like Daria,
I paused for a moment surprised.
"In my school, that would be normal to say!" I replied.
I realised then and there the barriers we lived in even in the small city of Melbourne.
My friend later went on discussing how “white” her school was and the phobia in discussing such topics as race.
It made me think.
You know, I once had a friend who got called out at being racist for describing two guys as being Asian and white. To me it had always been about the intention of the words used, this way it dictates if something is racist or not.
But I realise now how unexposed those kids were, I realise too now how different my world was growing up in a lower to middle class neighbourhood full of refugees.
It explains why I find it so hard to connect with many of the caucasians in my university course doing an Arts degree, after all they came from a more sustained background. I remember trying so hard to be part of their group and be accepted by them, only to realise I could not connect at all.
I would be the token Asian, that and they would look at me in fear if I made a joke about being Asian. They would not understand my rampant sarcasm that was more constant than they thought possible. Little things I did not realise I could not understand. Little things I did not realise they could not understand.
Maybe that is why I want to go to Asia. It’s more than reconnecting with my own roots. It is to reconnect with people and feel like I am not alone. We humans need connection, emotional and physical connection and here in Melbourne I lack that. I will fly away.
But what the fuck is with this self racism so many of us Asian-Australians have against other “fobs”? Firstly most of our parents are “fobs” themselves? How about you fucking try to move to another country to study in a language not like your own and see how you fare?!?? Try being able to speak several languages fluently and coherently?!? How about you understand where the other person is coming from?!?
You know I was once just as close minded. But after working with some of the amazing people I work with I have realised that these people often have more courage and tenacity than many of us. They challenge themselves and get out there more than any of us. They have the determination that many of us lack. So here’s something new for a change, respect them!
PS. I’ve partied with them too. Let me tell you, they party harder. C’mon now!
I realise one of my friends will read this potentially