Funny how “one drop” works. Guy has African hair but an East Asian face.

Dad, I think it's time that we started looking for a place for you to live where they can give you the attention you need.

Not until after WWII, it wasn’t. The only groups below Greeks (and Lebanese, Armenians, and other Near/Middle Easterners) on the “Neighborhood Desirability Index” used by the Federal Housing Administration in the ‘30s were “Russian Jews of the lower orders,” Negroes, and Mexicans.

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What do you think is their favorite music to accompany it? I'm thinking Front 242, maybe Nitzer Ebb or KMFDM.

...with Middle Eastern eyes and lips. Or are they Spanish? (No shortage of Arab and Moorish genes there, despite the 17th Century ethnic cleansing of the Moriscos.) Wait, maybe she’s part African-American...

Here’s an example of ethnic ambiguity: I’ve been taken as anything from hapa (half East/Southeast Asian, half European) to Cuban and Puerto Rican (which is itself a varying mix of West African, Amerindian, and Spanish ancestries—the latter itself being a mishmash of Germanic, Celtic, Italian, and North African…

Despite living just over the hills from Orange County and frequently using the Richard M. Nixon Parkway through Yorba Linda (“The Land of Gracious Living,” no blacks or Mexicans allowed), I prefer to pretend that Nixon never existed.

BTW upon further consideration FDR’s willingness to racially segregate the New Deal puts him firmly into shart territory.

Perhaps a better step is to have both an administrator and an advisory committee.

I kinda applaud them for this because “the minority offices/departments” are how many organizations fill their quotas and create the illusion of diversity.

They did, actually. I work in the heart of “The First Suburban Chinatown,” the stretch of heavily Taiwanese suburbs (Monterey Park, Alhambra, San Gabriel, and Rosemead) along the 10 Freeway stretching east from the Los Angeles city limits. Back in the ‘80s, in response to the proliferation of businesses predominantly…

I can jive with this. Andrew Jackson is “Wait, did someone with norovirus hock a loogie into this milkshake?”

I 100% guarantee that she’s said “No really, where are you from?” to more than one ethnically ambiguous person in her life, including her own fucking husband.

I realize that there’s intersectionality and disparate impact there, but nothing about that inaction on HIV indicates that racial animus drove it in the same way that it did, say, the ramping-up of the War on Drugs.

You’d think, but you know how conservatives try to pretend that it’s some other magical concept entirely.

In the lactose intolerance analogy:

As always, judge men by their words and deeds, not some happy horseshit about the contents of their hearts. (Dr. King erred greatly in speaking of “the content of their character,” because that’s a meaningless bullshit phrase. Nobody truly knows anything about anyone else’s motivations, but we can sure as shit guess…

America needs a redneck genocide. These are people whose ancestors were thrown out of England and Scotland by James I because they refused to play nicely with others, and they haven’t learned anything in the ensuing 400 years.

I hope Pantaleo lives out his days shitting his pants in fear that he’ll go to the hospital for some minor thing and some orderly decides to give him a bleach IV. I hope his children are beaten up and his loved ones are harassed to the point of developing agoraphobia. I hope he decides to do one decent thing in his…