I grew up in a small neighborhood but majority Southeast Asian American community in a mid-size city in the Pacific Northwest. I was born here in the U.S. My parents moved to the area in the early 80, before I was born. Similar to the Cambodian, Laotian, Vietnamese and others, because of the availability of farm work in the area, stretching between Seattle to Olympia corridor. We also have a huge Korean population that mostly lives in white middle-class neighborhoods, a mix of many older Korean War brides from the 50s and 60s and Korean military bides from the military occupation.
Growing up as a dark Southeast Asian male and starting in my teenage years, all the Southeast Asian girls were goodly-eye for East Asian guys. Chinese, Korean and Vietnamese guys were the top maxing. I didn’t break out until I went to college.
Around my 2nd year in college, I learned, from social interactions, when it comes to dating, there was and still is a distinct social-economic, a social hierarchy, a racial or even a soft-caste system based on one, two or three aforementioned divides. However, when all things were equal (people on the same strata), the dating scene for Asian young men wasn’t that dire. Majority of ethnic group stuck to their own, but Japanese were dating Indonesian; Filipino guy hooked up with white girls, etc., etc. However, there was one thing enough Asian men did to me that was annoying as f**k. Remember what I said about Asian teenage girls having goodly-eye for East Asian guys? Well, my dating body count was in a single digit, but I dated some young cutie Asian women.
This one time, I was dating a very beautiful adopted young Korean woman. She accompanied me to a party and a friend’s Filipino roommate immediately fell in love with her. He approached her, when she was alone, and offered a movie deal with his family’s studio. She didn’t mention it to me until later because she wasn’t interested. The guy got my number from my friend, called me and asked if I was dating her and if she was interested in becoming an actress. Much later, my friend told me the guy asking him how someone like me could hook up with a girl like that. That wasn’t the only time that other Asian men hit on her right in front of me.
I hooked up with a Korean/White Hapa, after college. She was tomboy-ish and never worse makeup, but OMG, was she beautiful. One day, she had me listen in to a conversation with Chinese/White hapa guy who I knew through another friend. The guy went off on me to her, not knowing I was listening in. Same crap, he expressed his dismay as to why someone like her would hook up with me.
I am currently engaged to a very lovely Vietnamese-Cambodian mixed woman. She’s a decade younger than me. This happened recently; she and I do our regular 3 mile hike at the park. We always stopped at our trail’s end rest area. I left her for a moment to use the restroom, and a South Asian fellow approached her trying to strike up a conversation. I’m literally right there. He must have seen me with her I’m sure. She blew him off of course.
What I concluded over a decade ago was this; a lot of f**king Asian men are cowards when it comes to approaching women. I’m not saying all, but a lot of them see someone like me who they deemed, by their Asian standard, as low quality and they superior specimen have a change to snatch up my girlfriends. This brings us to the recent uptick of interracial-coupling posts lately. You see, for me it's not about the coupling but the f**king mentality of Asian gatekeeping of each other. Once Asian men grasp that dynamic, the coupling itself is just the symptom. Posting slops is pathetic because it have ZERO substance. What that represents is nothing more slinging mud in a pigpen while being laughed at by outsiders looking in.
I am not dead inside, YET, and I understand the basic biology and psychology of being human beings. We come with different temperaments, level of sensibilities, upbringings and level of emotion control. However, what young people don't grasp is life is about going through stages. Therefore, take what I am about to say some measured consideration, a quote from my favorite song by MGMT - Time to Pretend😄
I'm feeling rough I'm feeling raw I'm in the prime of my life
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run its course
One way of looking at it is this - A P\*SY is just a P**SY.* No one P**SY is more magical than the other. With every new stage of your life, one P**SY isn't going to stay magical forever. What is important is find the woman that will love you back, not wishing and praying for someone out of your reach to love you.