Oh just another anecdote to winning the Blonde Grail. As part of my strategy I aggressively flirted with all the girls around her of all races. Black, White, Jewish, Asian, Indian, Spanish etc.
And what kind of got me is that in going after the Asian girls (just to impress whitey), I came across as the kind of Rice King yellow fever boy I hate! I didn’t exactly look Asian too them. And my attempt to talk to them in my clumsy Asian language, was like the Asiaphile who says ni-hao to random Asian girls. I tried to invite one Asian girl to this Chinese Moon festival or something, and she says “you know I’m korean right?” I made pretty good inroads with the FOB Chinese girls. But I couldn’t help but feel like I was playing the role of the Asiaphile whiteboy really interested in Asian culture. And thats how they perceived me. So isn’t that irony? My one attempt to pursue Asian girls (to impress the blonde), and all of a sudden I’m the Rice King saying ni-hao. Sayonara. If anything the average Asiaphile probably knows a lot more of the language than I do. I finally accept that despite having a white dad I’m 100% Asian, and the lowest Asian at that. And all of a sudden, people, including whites and non-asians start perceiving me as white or at least non-asian. Although thats not entirely new, people have been thinking I’m hispanic all my life. Maybe its cuz I was so guido and sexually agressive, and asians aren’t supposed to be that way.
Anyway my only point was its me- Eurasian male who hates WM/AF relations because they both emasculated and created me- and yet there I was playing the part of a WM in the WM/AF