I’m driving myself insane dwelling on these Eurasian issues. Its not mentally healthy, and maybe I would be better off if I could just move on and forget who I am. Lets just accept simple facts. Eurasian men are the trash of the worst relationship. Eurasian men are garbage in human society. WMAF is standing on the neck of the Eurasian son. It is terrible to be Eurasian, and more and more Hapas are waking up to this fact. Its getting kind of repetitive since there really isn’t much more that can be said on this topic. It sucks to be Hapa male. Thats all there is to it.
So what now? It shouldn’t matter. I’ve said what had to be said about being Hapa.
Why does racism bother me so much?
I can’t believe in 2015, I still have to reinvent the wheel in answering “why is racism bad?” But in some sense we can say that race relations between whites and Asians on large numbers are only now beginning. Its a new type of racism very different from the
traditional white-black binary, large scale race-mixing does not represent the breaking down of racial barriers. Rather the creation of Eurasian children on a massive scale is the apotheosis of this unique brand of anti-Asian racism. In some ways more primal and archaic and less ideologically sophisticated than anti-Black racism. Castrate enemy men and take his women. The white man thinks he is creating an ally in his Eurasian son, since he will have more white blood and be bleached. But in my experience it has been the opposite result. Eurasian men are much more militant and enraged at white society compared to full-asian men. The Eurasian son is not a friend to his white father. Eurasians are the focal point of sexual globalization. The nexus of the ancient civilizations of East and West. We are the Bridge, but not at all in the manner our parents expected nor wanted.
Why is it that I’m ok with personal failure but not racial
stereotypes? You can’t really separate being a personal loser from being an Asian man, since there is a 100% perfect overlap between the Venn Diagram of loser traits and Asian male stereotypes. The ideal Asian male caricature is the definition of being a failure in western society. The Asian man is everything a man shouldn’t be. Even supposed positive traits like “intelligence” is not a positive in American culture. And to the extent that smarts are celebrated, it is the creative, innovative genius. And this type of intelligence Asian robots are explicitly declared not to have. By white nerds addicted to Anime, no less. Americans are supposed to admire hard work and tenacity. If Asians are naturally stupid, but pull themselves up by their bootstraps by determination, perhaps this could be a positive character trait? But no, it is just robotic grinding, anything Asian is inherently negative by definition. Everything about being Asian is bad. And this whole nexus of ideology is instantly thrown at me full-force, the instant they see my Eurasian face.
What if I was the only Asian or Eurasian man in the world? Then these would all be personal faults, and not be connected to billions of other men. Is it just that I want my failure to be my personal individual creation, my special little snowflake, and not just the statistical fate of me along with a billion other sexless drones?
How do I accept myself as a Eurasian male? My very birth and DNA has become something hateful to me. Its clear no other human beings will ever accept me, so why should I?
Eurasian men will never find their voice. They will die alone, silent, forgotten. It will be like they never existed. They will be washed away by the waves. The Hapa man has no place on this planet. If you are the son of a white dad and asian mom, you will never belong anywhere. You will wander, being hounded in every direction. It doesn’t get better. Abandon all hope. Things will never get better for the Hapa man. Hope is an illusion. You will not be the 1st Eurasian man in the history of the world to succeed. You will be a failure like every other of your kind. Don’t bother to try. You can’t turn back the wheel of history. You are nothing but a mutant abomination. The waste product of an ugly genocide.
Accept yourself for what you are. An Elephant Man. A hideous beast and ogre. A retarded freak. A monstrous mixture. This is all life has to offer the Eurasian race. It is impossible for human beings to feel any other way. If I continue to think about other human beings, these are the only thoughts which shall flood my mind. This is the permanent relationship between Hapas and the human race.
I don’t care what whites and Asians think of me. What do you think fellow Hapa men? Do I speak your truth? Look inside yourself, search your feelings, you know it to be true. All you have is faith and hope, that your future might get better. But the evidence is overwhelmingly against us. All other Eurasians have failed. Are you so delusional to believe that you will be the first of your race, in the history of the world to not fail? This is the life your parents have selfishly flung upon your heads. They do not care one iota for your happiness.
I’m glad I’m a failure. There are enough successes in the world. Why should I do credit to WMAF? Why should I be a real life Keanu Reeves, Brandon Lee, Dean Cain Tanaka, who is actually 1/2 Asian, and does not have a white mom? Keanu Reeves, Brandon Lee, Dean Cain Tanaka have all been exposed as fraudulent Eurasians, since they have full-white European mothers. Their success could only come from the love of a white mother. The Asian mother will never give her half-white son the manhood he needs. Only a Eurasian with a white mother can achieve. This is why the holy trinity of Eurasian men, Keanu, Brandon, Dean has full-white loving moms. I don’t want to be the Eurasian impossibility. The 1st successful WMAF Hapa son in the history of the world. I don’t want my picture plastered all over WMAF propaganda on what their sons can be. I prefer the truth. I prefer to be a failure. And as a failure I can speak out to my fellow Eurasians, for we have all failed in this world together. Speaking my truth, is the best achievement I could have as a Hapa. Hapas have been voiceless mumbling, growling monsters howling in the dark. Now some of those grunts have formed human words. The monster abomination can speak! I have put what it means to be Eurasian in words.
I don’t care about the human world anymore. I’m not a part of it, and never shall be. What now Eurasian man?