I admit it feels a little strange to be responding to Wesley Yang at this -- by online media standards -- late date. But in my corner of the world, the conversation hauled into the media circus by Amy Chua, and joined in the ring by Yang, did not start with them, and will not end when their spotlight flicks off.
My corner of the world just wrapped up our annual conference, flying home from New Orleans or unpacking our bags yesterday. We conduct research and give earnest papers in a field called Asian American Studies, and the tiger oils Chua and Yang have been peddling to the American public of late are not new or mysterious to us.
Research has been done on the following topics, for example, for the last ten, thirty, even fifty years: the emasculating Western perceptions of Asian men, the widespread reverence in Asia and Asian America for Western classical music, Asians and the corporate glass ceiling, the immigrant familial emphasis on higher education. The hows, whys, and effects of these are covered pretty well in our refereed journal articles, in our university press books. But they don’t sell well to the general public; we don’t package them as Ancient Chinese Secrets. We tend to figure out that widespread patterns of behavior are responses to boring things like immigration law, admissions criteria, economic incentives. Carefully qualified analyses, even when they have strong explanatory power, don’t inflame the fears and imaginations of the mainstream reader.
You could say we are the Democrats to Chua and Yang’s Republicans. And so, resentfully, we find ourselves adopting this ridiculous Tiger terminology to reference our own research nowadays.
Time, though, for me to give Yang a fair shake and extricate him from Chua. They’re not really the same breed. It has to have been somewhat frightening for Yang to bare himself (literally), his pain and his self-loathing to an audience that public; it took some chutzpah to say that people rather like himself are socially ungainly, and then to set out to figure out why. This wasn’t a safe and sterilized bestseller; Yang shows us how ugly he thinks he is, and then refuses every makeover TV-show invitation. I find that rather endearing, and as for his quest for answers? He reinvents a lot of wheels en route (i.e., Asian American studies scholarship), but ends up not so far off the mark.
Some of Yang’s treatise on the state of Asian America is indeed miserable and indefensible. Some of it is miserable and unflattering, but not untrue. Let me address the former category quickly to get them out of the way:
- Learning to become an “alpha male” who can confidently paw strange women is a sexist way of dealing with the sexism directed against Asian men. Needing to bed white people as proof that you’ve made it is a racist way of dealing with the racism directed against Asians. Yang claims in interviews here and here that his article doesn’t sanction either of those aims per se, but in that case he really should not have wrapped with this particular call to arms: “we will need more [Asians] … willing … to beat people up, to seduce women.”
- A rejection of racism is different from a rejection of race. Yang’s piece sometimes loses sight of the former, forgetting that it’s a racist gaze he channels when -- in old-school, Autobiography of an Ex-Colored Man fashion -- he hates his Asian features in the mirror. He directs his vitriol not at the gaze but the glass, not the racism but the Asian. He resents being taken for a racial caricature, but is certain that the caricature is someone else’s true face.
Still, I feel for the guy. Margaret Cho talks about a similar mirror-loathing moment in her childhood. The despair is one I remember from mine, too. Thing is, many of us grow out of it; we realize we’re like puppies taught by cats that we are All Wrong. Insanity to keep looking at oneself this way.
But in the main, Yang also has a point, and it’s important enough that I’ll elaborate on it here. He makes the case that Asian parents in the US raise their children to excel by all the standardized measures available, but that these end in a middle-management cul-de-sac. Separating the masters of industry from their diligent underlings are unwritten codes of behavior and attitude with which the obedience-training of filiality is actually at odds.
I argue along the same lines, in the third chapter of my book. I argue that the model children churned out by endless hours of isolated piano practice and math textbook study, trained not to question authority and ideally never to formulate an unapproved thought, are ill-prepared for many arenas beyond the walls of their homes or the halls of their high schools. There are “styles of conduct” specific to each social field, as Bourdieu might say, and to lack the habits (or habitus) of those who belong is to be without the secret handshakes of admission. This matters long before upper management, but the longitudinal view is important. The opportunity costs of obedience may not show themselves clearly until obedience is a real liability.
What Yang misses, though, in calling these the values and behaviors of Asian people -- is how very American they are. In the sense that they are behaviors an Asian person may ‘select for,’ in an American context that encourages and rewards them (to a point).
Because, what, are the industries of China, Japan, and India made up entirely of underlings? Are these societies wholly comprised of doctors, lawyers, accountants and engineers whose parents insisted?
As many of my colleagues in Asian American studies have noted, Asian immigrants push their children hard because they recognize that discrimination -- conscious or not -- is real. That all other things being equal, the blue-eyed candidate will get the position -- and so the Asian kid has to make sure other things are better, to have a shot.
Moreover, the routes these Asian parents funnel their children into are American ones: That standardized testing has metastasized to dominate our educational system in the US is a social fact to which Asian Americans adapt, not one they chose. And if scantrons reward children only for a single approved answer, or if a high score on the verbal section doesn’t indicate a thing about whether the test taker can write, these are problems that threaten all our students, not just the Asian Americans. Meantime, as the US turns ever more frantically to rote education, Chinese educators are looking increasingly to creative learning; the difference is not a culturally inherent one. Should admissions criteria at the colleges and universities which are US society’s gatekeepers come to reward more supple and inquisitive intellects, or the kind and brave of heart, I suspect that all our early adopters will adjust accordingly.
It is also an American phenomenon that the clamor for higher education to be profitable in the marketplace grows ever louder, and universities increasingly become factories for a professional-managerial class. As John Guillory argues, citing Lyotard, “The transmission of knowledge is no longer designed to train an elite capable of guiding the nation toward its emancipation, but to supply the system with players capable of acceptably fulfilling their roles at the pragmatic posts required by its institutions.” Technically skilled functionaries are, in other words, the bulk of what the American economy desires and hires. The kind of rote memorization and “pumping the iron of math” which Yang mocks as the hallmarks of Asian training are instead, Guillory’s argument suggests, what an American education is now meant to produce.
This is an argument about society engineering the human resources appropriate to its purposes, and where Asians in America are concerned, there is another purpose to keep in mind. Remember that the model minority paradigm isn’t just about Asians being great. Asians were officially raised to this platform in 1966 to stand between the halls of power and angry racial movements demanding an end to institutional racism. (Before that we were considered about as untouchable as anybody.) Ironic, then, that Yang’s Bamboo Ceiling is about discovering that institutional racism is still alive and well. But that’s the rub of being hailed the Ideal Racial Buffer: you are not supposed to move out of your secondary position. You are scripted to do well (diligent, proficient, amenable -- good assistants), but not too well (not creative, self-assertive, or apt to challenge the status quo -- bad leaders). Do well and you are the model for other minorities; do too well, and you are the yellow peril all over again.
Which is to say that the second-generation robots Yang despises so? With their filial piety, grade-grubbing, Ivy League mania, deference to authority, humility and hard work, harmonious relations, sacrificing for the future, and earnest, striving middle-class servility? We were Made in America, fit for purpose. The Asian immigrant parent’s vision of the model child -- obedient, faithful, professional-managerial -- is none other than American society’s vision of the model minority.
Last thing before I sign off. There’s an awful lot of Asian male self-pity in Yang’s article: “’Many guys just don’t realize how to project themselves.’ … Their mothers had kept them at home to study rather than let them date or socialize.” Think the girls had more freedom? Yang, please. Read page 111 of my book. On the house-arrest event, we win this oppression Olympics hands down.
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Crossposted here on HuffPo. Hyphen's earlier response to Yang here.
Comments
Hello, David.
I'm glad you decided to write; conversations like these are pretty much why these blogs are worth running.
You're right that the Asian American conversation has gone big and mainstream in recent months, like no one's seen before -- and your sense of relief at this is shared by many. It's flooding after years of drought.
As for your wanting to feel that you were made here, are part of this place (and can't be told to 'go back' to some other place that doesn't claim you, either), that's time-honored. I think it may very well be the feeling on which AsAm studies was first founded. Sounds like you're about to start sifting through AsAm scholarship and history, and I picture you at the door of a warehouse, which someone stocked with tools you might find useful.
You're right that I think giving everything "Asian" the finger is not particularly helpful strategy. That's cute in high school, but in the long term traps us with everything we are afraid to be. But it's important, too, not to be too conservative with adjustments. For me, keeping 90% of parental training would be too high. A) because the professional-managerial model isn't roomy enough for me; there are other things I want to care about. B) because the easiest way to make high-performing people is often to build them with guilt, shame, inadequacy in hyperdrive. Reprogramming that stuff, takes changing much more than 10% of who I am.
10% might be all that you need undoing. But you might want to *examine* all of it before you decide that: make your Keep, Toss, and Maybe piles. And if it's any comfort to you, Ivy Leaguer, I think we manage a bit of that meaningful happiness here, at this little magazine. Where we make it our business to redefine Asian America inclusive of art and culture and community, and our unofficial tagline is the Overachievers Club.
Advice given because advice asked. You'll have your own to share soon enough, so do report back.
Bon voyage,
erin
Hello, Ben.
Thanks for writing, and my apologies in advance for a reply much shorter than your comment. It's very late now and so I'll address your main points quickly.
1) I agree that wealthy Asian exchange students are very different from Asian Americans. My post is about the latter, not the former, and I make no claim that either their upbringing or their angst is the same as ours.
2) I'll actually send you back to Wesley Yang's piece for a response to your comment about the ease with which Asians move through multicultural and corporate America. Figures are available for the dramatic scarcity of Black, Latino, and even white women in the higher (even middle, in some cases) echelons of the corporate world, politics, and even education, and I invite you to look.
3) If you know of data to indicate that most or all of the leaders in Asian countries are actually US or Western trained, I would certainly be curious to see that; otherwise, it's a little appalling to think so. But yes, I am aware that currently, international students are still coming to the US for college; we are not sending ours to China. Perhaps you are aware that such differentials do shift over time, and that there's been some concern lately about the state of American education.
4) Very useful reminder of the emasculating Western perceptions of Asian men. I do recall mentioning it above, and don't recall saying that it doesn't exist.
Best,
erin
Hi again, Ben.
Agreed, that Asian women are capable of responses just as full of internalized sexism and racism as those of any Asian man. I find these responses miserable and indefensible, too.
Also agreed that the immigration policies which make it so difficult for foreign scholars to stay are not wise or long-sighted social policy. Though on behalf of the Asian female PhDs and MBAs you mention, I venture/submit that marrying a fetishizing Westerner for his citizenship is not a less demeaning plan B at graduation, than bussing tables.
Thanks for reading Hyphen, Ben.
erin
Hi, Mitch.
Thanks again for coming out to campus! And for your own piece here on Monday. (http://www.hyphenmagazine.com/blog/archive/2011/05/busting-myth-are-asia...)
I don't have the actual citations at hand just now, but your question reminds me of some social science conversations recently about how "assimilation" means something much different for AsAms nowadays than it did 50 or 60 years ago. That in this "multicultural" and globally interconnected era, where culture is both an asset and a commodity, AsAms feel comfortable compartmentalizing their objectives: assimilate full-force economically -- but retain markers of ethnic and cultural distinctiveness.
You can see this, actually, in the immense pride with which Amy Chua peddles her "Chineseness," even as she and her family climb the socioeconomic ladders of power and prestige in the US.
So I don't think "colorblindness" is the goal now -- or at least, not what that term used to signify. But yes, I do think these strategies overall are about adapting to and becoming integrated into US society in some very real ways.
As for class differences, absolutely: Harvard was much easier for Chua and her daughter to achieve, given their family's several generations of social capital, than it is for the lower-income Asian kid whose parents didn't go to college.
One of the points I try to make in my book, though, is that the model minority isn't just about statistics and income brackets, or even GPAs. The model minority is an *identity,* so people can *identify* with the ideology of being the model minority even if they don't have the markers of hyperachievement. An immigrant family may in fact push their kids *because* they are poor, and want MBAs in the next generation.
It's system of belief that I go by, Mitch, not current or even future empirical measures. Why? Some businesses operate in the red; others in the black. If their goals and methods are the same, aren't they equally capitalist?
Great hashing this stuff out with you!
erin
Hi, Patrick.
Thanks for your very thoughtful response (go, UCSB!), and especially for the last point.
My parting shot about oppression Olympics was meant tongue-in-cheek, actually, as I agree: being competitive about social injuries breeds animosity rather than empathy. Plus it's just not good for you.
So the flippancy was supposed to make light of Yang's woe-is-me, but also my own.
Guess that didn't come off so well.
Anyway, thanks for the chance to clarify. Here's my meaning, in long form:
Is it hard to be an Asian male in the US for the reasons Yang details? Yes. But in that article, those difficulties are construed in such heterosexist, masculinist ways ("solipsistic" is the term writer Jeff Yang -- no relation -- used to describe the writer's inability to see beyond his mirror), that it was possible for Wesley Yang to write the following sentence without noticing its application to anyone other than heterosexual Asian men (i.e., himself):
"Their mothers had kept them at home to study rather than let them date or socialize."
(I could go on at some length about the Freudian fear of the castrating mother in that sentence, but won't because that wasn't my original intent.)
For one, any household in which sons are not allowed to date, I can assure you, does not allow its daughters to date (or socialize, or leave earshot), either. Restrictions for the girls for their educational and professional futures would be compounded by restrictions for preserving their sexual worth.
But that's just a reminder. The real point here is that, in this sadly undying contest between angry Asian men and women, I think feminists see, grant, and sympathize with the slights and injuries to our brothers. But I don't think many angry Asian men see their sisters at all, even when they're locked in the same room.
Tata for now.
erin
Hi, A, and thanks for your comment.
Had a sinking feeling as I was composing that reply last night that I was going to get in trouble for it. :) A minefield, this debate. The further ya venture, however reluctantly, the greater your odds of stepping on the wrong words and blowing something up.
Point taken: there are indeed Asian/American "feminists" who do Asian men a bad turn, and you're right, Lisa See and Amy Tan are major offenders in this category. (But on Kingston I'd differ with you; have you read China Men? It's the companion volume to TWW, in which she does exactly what I'm describing: devote a great deal of heart to imagining how hard it must have been for the men in her family, to be "chinamen" in America. TWW, moreover, is very much a book about critiquing patriarchy, *both* American and Chinese; it is not a book about bashing Asian men. Difference.)
Anyway, you're right to remind me that far too many AsAm women mistake Asian male-bashing for feminism, and I stand corrected on my overgeneralization. The truth probably is that empathy is in shorter supply in *both* directions than I get to feeling it is, here at Hyphen. After all, we're the Mr. Hyphen folks, right? And you know who started our signature event?
A roomful of AsAm feminists did. It's a hugely raucous love letter, to the men in our community we know to be talented and funny, generous and noble, smart and eminently beddable.
So we want more feminists like this. And we need more angry Asian men like you. Who see us. Like we see you.
With heart,
erin
Hi again, Ben.
I'm no expert on Bruce Lee scholarship, I'm afraid, so can't speak knowledgably on this. But anecdotally/impressionistically, what I'd venture is, "Who doesn't like Bruce Lee?" He's a point of pride for Asian Americanists of any politics I've come across; the only bitter thing about this sweet icon generally being that, this many decades after his death, his stature in the mainstream pubilc eye has yet to be equalled.
Though I have to say, I think the US media representation of Asian men has been looking up recently. We haven't got another Bruce Lee, but we've got a rising tide.
Best,
erin