My newest commentary for Marketplace about Jeremy Lin and the untapped potential everywhere aired on Friday. Click here. Enjoy! I sorta burnt myself out writing about him. There might be more commentaries on him though depending how the rest of the season goes or if he responds to my rash of marriage proposals I’ve thrown out on Facebook.
Love, Kristina (who has the untapped potential to be a concert pianist/model/US President/fashion designer)
A film I co-wrote and acted in last April in Chicago is playing in a film festival in Gstaad, Switzerland! And it’s up for an award called the “Golden Cow”! It was a blast working with my crazy talented director friend Masahiro Sugano and it felt like one of those really exciting true collaborations where you are just running with ideas and going going going.
But the best part is you all get to see me making out with this guy Dwight on a lawn full of goose poop while old Chinese men watch us. Yes, it’s true. Sex is unnecessary when you have yarn.
UPDATE: Looks like the director is taking this down in a few days because we need to let this film make the rounds at festivals all over the world first. So enjoy it while you can. In the event that it’s important to you to see the film and can’t wait til it goes online because you are someone in a high position of power or relative of mine, email me and I’ll send you a link where you can download the film. Thanks!
I’m at LAX now for my 8:25 am flight to Miami. I packed the whole apartment into two suitcases it seems.
Yet again, I couldn’t bribe anyone for a ride. So I turned to my new best friend, fake tv boyfriend, and ex-reality star for help.
Yay! Spoon, from VH1′s “The Pick up Artist” gave me a second ride to the airport. And this time he rolls up to my apartment at 6:30am and there’s a guy in the passenger seat. I hear, “Is that her?!”
(And I project, from his voice, that perhaps he too was a wee bit disappointed that I don’t look like a school girl, instead I look like Kristina.)
It’s Brady, the runner up from VH1′s the Pick up artist, also Spoon’s roommate. Brady also got a stripper to make out with him on the show. Which even as a feminist, I found impressive.
I think Brady and Spoon were the cutest ones on the show. I was so starstruck by these two ex-reality stars outside of my apartment taking me to the airport, I started to jump up and down with glee. I think they were happy to be appreciated as their show was kind of the sleeper hit of VH1′s line up in 2007 and their return to real life has been not as glamorous.
It was such a fun ride over.
Brady busts out with one of the pick up lines (“openers”) that I knew well from watching the show and reading “The Game.” He says from the backseat, “So who do you think lies more, girls or guys?”
I started screaming and laughing, “Don’t pull that shit on me! I know all the lines! I’ve read the pick-up books! I know all the tricks! Those openers they taught you were so ridiculous.”
And then Brady ad libs with another opener, which had to be the dumbest one on the show, “Did you see the fight outside?”
We were all laughing.
Then I started to wag my finger at those two and scolded them, “You know, you two were just as cute, if not cuter before your Pick-up makeovers. I actually preferred you guys when you were dorks.”
Spoon shook his head as if to say, “No like the old Spoon.”
Anyway, I was so happy when they dropped me off at the curb, I jumped up to hug both of them.
I found out about the Virginia Tech massacre not by TV (which i don’t turn on), radio (which was stolen from my car) or internet (though I get most of my internet news via The Onion) but instead found out about it all via Perez Hilton’s celebrity gossip blog. It was sandwiched between blog entries about Sanjaya and Britney Spears.
What a world that this is how I have to find things out.
I also notice in retrospect how inappropriate my last posting was. Especially since my label for the post was “shoot me.” I posted it not knowing what had happened yet at VT. Here I was all riled up about Will Smith’s rap comeback, when Will Smith’s rap comeback was perhaps the best news that Monday could have brought.
I am sorry if anyone found that inappropriate or offensive.
Today was strange. I’ve been back in LA for four days and as usual, I have not unpacked my things, I haven’t even put fresh sheets on my bed, and I have been working non-stop. It makes me blind to work like this.
Today I get an email on the aa-drama listserv (a theater listserv for Asian Americans) from a notoriously angry guy named Wei Meng who is a huge rabble rouser on the listserv. In his usual fashion, he starts firing off accusations to the whole group about how we are so passive as Asian American artists and why aren’t any of responding to the massacre and the fact that the shooter is Korean. It’s been a day since the shootings and it’s like this guy wants everyone to snap out of their shock and start hammering out the screenplays or something. I really can’t stand it when people on APA arts listservs are so angry at “the system” or other artists with less radical political views but never take any creative steps to address their political issues. Instead, they spend way too much energy tearing down other artists for being “passive.” And there seems to be way too many of these folks, usually men, on these listservs. It’s like a social phenomenon. The angry Asian guy on the arts listserv.
Anyway, Wei Meng’s email rant mentions ME in it and how I’m the only artist who responded to the Kenneth Eng situation via my YouTube video for him. So I read this and am I’m thinking like, “Oh god, please dude, don’t align me to your militant tirade right now.” I already have enough problems with people thinking that “Big Bad Chinese Mama” is actually Kristina Wong and not a persona created by Kristina Wong. I don’t need to become cannon fodder for this guy’s cry that we all rally around this Korean guy at VT. And I try writing him a constructive email about how as artists we all have the right to respond, not respond, or create work that directly or indirectly comment on our ethnic identities. I also attempt to suggest that he create his own work if he feels so compelled by what’s happening at VT (since I’m pretty sure nobody on the aa-drama listserv has ever seen this guy’s work).
I also tell him that it’s not a good strategy to send these accusatory emails around and also send emails to the listserv asking people to help finance his film (which he’s done in the past). It’s just not the best strategy to get an indie film financed.
Anyway, he sends this totally hurtful email back about how I should stick to “lame parodies” and how I’ve never done anything creative in my life, and how nobody on “asian listservs” go to my shows.
Ouch. Here I was proud that I was finally making a living as an artist and this guy decides that he knows what I’m all about and who is coming and who isn’t.
I just said something to the equivalent of, “Whatever. Good luck to you” and decided it already took up way too much energy to even talk to him.
Anyway. Because I’m doing this show on depression and suicide among Asian American women, I am finding myself lately, drawn to taking a closer look at this breed of unstable and angry Asian men that seem to be cropping up lately in the news and on listservs.
And I feel that other people are feeling me on this too. I have already received a few calls and emails today from people who want me to “respond” to what happened at VT. I also had a few emails asking me to “comment” on Kenneth Eng’s recent videoblog about how “hilarious” the massacre was. (YouTube just removed it. )
I seem to be the “go-to” girl for all things Asian, depressed, and suicidal.
I asked my friend who called me on the phone, “Why are you calling me and asking me, of all people, about why I think this Korean guy killed all those people?”
“Because of your show. You are like a safe space.”
So… What is with this particular breed of fanatical and angry Asian men?
Kenneth Eng is fascinating in how angry and unloved he is and how it’s manifested in such bitterness and hatred. How he has inventing this complex sci-fi world where he will always be superior to others. And yet he continues to work in such public mediums(as a novelist, columnist and internet blogger), an odd way to bring his message to others, albeit, deaf ears. Is this his way of sharing? Is this his way of asking for help?
Then there is Cho Seung-Hui. I find it odd how people are constructing the backstory or narrative for this mysterious killer at VT to provide an (simplified?) “answer”to what happened. Is it really as easy as “he was an immigrant and that was hard” or “he was isolated among white people” or “he was just crazy”?
And then there are these radical and angry Asian men screaming on these arts listservs. Why don’t they realize that screaming that artists should create political dialog is actually making it hard for anyone to get a word in edgewise?
Yes, right now I can only offer three anecdotal examples of Asian men who fall into this extreme category. But it’s definitely a new anti-model minority extreme I’m seeing. But not one that’s positive. That’s for sure. And I’m sure the backlash for lumping all these people together is yet to come.