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Why "Joy Luck" Brings me Misery
By Julia Oh
China doll. Meek, submissive, mysterious and sultry. White man's geisha.
She shrieks at the sight of a mouse. She takes insults as a reminder
to improve upon her flawed self. She is the survivor of abuse by Asian
men from her past, just as she watched her mother abused by the hands
of her father. She endures. She sits quietly alone, waiting for her white
knight to come untie her from generations of misery. Who is she?
The answer is simple. She is a creation. She is a fantasy Asian woman crafted
by the minds of white men.
Be Real
I am a real Asian woman. I don't see myself fitting the synthetic mold by any
stretch of the imagination. Fortunately, I am able to separate myself from
this Asian female persona, as I am aware that she is a third-party creation,
an amalgamation of laughable stereotypes. My life, while filled with many goals
and driven by a multitude of ambitions, has undeniably been shaped by my constant
battle with fighting racism and stereotypes. As my life experiences have taught
me, many people mistake the myths about Asian women for reality. I realize,
however, that those who hold misconceptions about Asians cannot be placed entirely
at fault. Asian Americans currently comprise only 4% of the total US population.
Therefore, those who have little to no daily contact with Asian Americans have
only the media and second-hand accounts to rely on for their images and perceptions
of Asian Americans.
Joy Luck Misery 2 - Virtual Asian Women
