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Sunday, September 30, 2018

Sunstroked Observations from the Orient

As published at Unz Review, TruthSeeker, OpEd News, Intrepid Report and LewRockwell, 9/30/18:

First, the good news. To those who can’t stand my scribbling, it’s clear this pitiful, barely gurgling font is drying up quickly, for lately, all I feel like doing is vegetate at a sidewalk café, or wander mindlessly for miles, so that I can be just another anchovy in this demanding, forgetful stream.

Though my synapses are burnt toasts, and I’d rather putz in peace, I shall strive to paint some pictures, will a few thoughts into being, and if you deem they suck, just shove me into the nearest gas chamber already, for I’m primed to be chosen. Disinfested, I’ll ascend, or rather, descend, for I’m as guilty as the next mensch.

In oven like heat or monsoon rain, I’ve walked. With parked motorbikes and food vendors cluttering sidewalks, Saigon is not ideal for strolling, that’s for sure, but it’s still the best way to see everything. On signs for barbers, dentists, opticians and gyms, nearly all the models are white, and English is often inserted to lend cachet to whatever is being sold. “HENRY’S GAMING / LET’S FEEL THE ASSASSIN’S SPEED.” Toyota’s slogan, “NO QUALITY / NO LIFE.” On the side of a massive building, there’s an image of bespectacled Korean executive, with “I like K-food.” The more universal English becomes, the more infantile, even at its sources. For $2, you can buy a locally-made “FUCK LIFE” baseball cap.

A decade ago in Reykjavik, I was on a literary panel with handful of international poets. Along with Canadian Angela Rawlings, I found myself somewhat dominating the discussion, and it wasn’t because we were overbearing or brilliant, but simply because the proceeding was in English. When this was pointed out by an audience member, I conceded, “When America collapses, which will happen soon enough, English will also lose its dominance, so cheer up!”

In Singapore two years ago, translator Motoyuki Shibata pointed out to me after a group reading that the host had given me the longest and most enthusiastic introduction, “I think you being an American has something to do with it.”

Goddamned, sexy English, and the most sexed up English is Americanese, as promoted by an endless stream of movies and songs, spanning a century.

Under a nagging Saigon rain, I trudged past a tiny, shriveled up woman, with a raisin-like face. Her faded blue T-shirt had two pairs of feet, and this in English, “I’M YOUR BIG LOVER, SWEETHEART.”

On a teenage boy’s backpack, “BORN TO BE PLAY HARD.”

English language school signs, “HELLO! HI! STEP INTO THE FUTURE,” “YOUR ENGLISH / YOUR FUTURE,” “English for Future Leaders,” “GLOBAL PASSPORT / Learn to live together.”

One academy is named “Beyond English / Premium Quality.” What is “Beyond English,” exactly? Russian? Chinese? Martian? What nonsense, but don’t worry, just give us your money and we’ll hire some white guy, as on the billboard, to hand your child a spiffy award.

In an alley, I stumbled upon an English learning club that meets twice a week. On its sign was a black bearded and head scarf-wearing white househusband holding a baby, brush and dust pan, while flexing his biceps, “We Can Do It!”

Speaking English, you can converse with, befriend and perhaps live among whites. There are many businesses here to help you secure a student visa to white countries, thus on a sign, there are three white faces and a very light-skinned black one, with the Australian flag behind them, and, “You did it! Congratulations. A warm welcome to AUSTRALIA.”

Whites are sexy. On a bus from Phnom Penh to Saigon, there were two French women behind me, one black, one white. Speaking a surprisingly good English, a Vietnamese guy was coming on hard to the pale one. He’s very Christian, he declared, and had even been to Israel to visit holy sites. Although he’s married, “Vietnamese men are allowed five girlfriends,” he joked, “and I’d like a white one!” To cement this possible bond, he suggested they go into business together, “and make lots of money.” She could provide used clothing from France, and he’d sell them in Cambodia. “You know, Vietnamese people love foreigners. Blonde hair, blue eyes!” Later, after the French lovelies were long gone, the Christian told me he had a sister in Nebraska, but had never visited her. Then, “How much do prostitutes cost in America?”

On the webzine Kiến Thức [Knowledge], I read about a young Vietnamese woman, Duyên Bkrông, who’s attracting much adulation because she’s tall, pale and has a high-bridged nose. “Although she has tried to explain that she’s an Ê Đê [a minority tribe], Duyên is still annoyed by people who keep whispering, ‘If she’s not of mixed race, how can she be so beautiful?’”

White is sexy. Most Ê Đê, though, tend to be darker than Vietnamese. A dwindling tribe, they are most numerous in remote Dak Lak. At some dusty gas station in that province, I was suddenly struck by the beauty of a young Ê Đê, then by another at a roadside refreshment stand. Vietnamese used to call them savages, highlanders then minorities. Now, they’re just ethnics, người dân tộc.

My last week in Philly two months ago, I had a couple of beers with Paul Bonnell, an Idahoan who was just passing through. Adopted from Vietnam as an infant, Paul suspects he’s an Ê Đê, for he looks more Amerindian than Vietnamese. His culture, though, is thoroughly American. After a childhood in Malaysia and the Philippines, then college in Tennessee and North Carolina, Paul has established roots in Boundary, a sparsely populated county abutting Canada. Paul has taught English and American history at the junior high, high school and college levels. He coaches cross country and track, hikes, climbs, skis and performs folk music at bars.

A year ago, Paul returned to Vietnam and Dak Lak for the first time. Even as Ê Đê culture is being gravely eroded by the Vietnamese and modernity, enough remains to deepen Paul’s sense of himself. He will return.

Teaching 8th grade, Paul assigned Earth Abides, George R. Stewart’s 1949 portrait of an America in ruins, after a pandemic. For an endlessly bullying, bombing and chest-thumping nation, the US has produced a staggering number of books and films about its own demise, and all this began when the good times were rolling! Now, despair, confusion, anger and division reign, and not just in the US, but across the West.

By contrast, Asian countries are more coherent and united, thus stronger, thanks mostly to their insistence, sometimes via violence, on having a common culture. Most Asian economies are also improving year by year, so there's a palpable sense of hope here.

In Vietnam, there's a tremendous building boom, so traipsing around Saigon, I see many brand new high-rises, including the 14th tallest skyscraper in the world. In fact, 18 of the 20 highest buildings on earth are in Asia. In these nations of small men, monstrous phallic symbols are sprouting all over.

Just look at a map, man. The Eurasian landmass is destined to become the center of civilization once more, but with the yellow nations not subjugated by white ones. After centuries of shunning Asia, Russia will increasingly embrace Alexander Blok’s outraged declaration, “Yes, we are Scythians! Yes, we are Asians.” Knowing it won’t have a role in this integration, America is trying its best to sabotage it.

As for Africa, its people will be contained and its resources exploited by Eurasians.

Already hollowed out, caustically divided and poisoned by a preposterously crass culture, America will break apart, with choice parts hacked off by China, Russia and Mexico, probably. The rest will revert to savagery, but peopled mostly by newly-feral whites. The more enterprising ex-Americans will escape to less devastated lands, to become line cooks, dishwashers, gardeners and sex workers.

With English dead, there won’t be a demand for English teachers.



grimychaz said...

Great article as always, Linh. I mostly agree with your conclusion. What's your timeline for the white American's utter demise?

Linh Dinh said...

Hi grimychaz,

The ending grew out of a correspondence I had with James Howard Kunstler. Laying out my scenario, I asked Kunstler if he thought Asia was in better shape, over all, to deal with the coming collapse, and he said that a huge problem with energy supply will sink Asian economies, like the rest, and that China, in particular, "will be desperate for food."

Though I agree with all that, I still think the yellow nations will endure better than the white ones, thanks to their intact social structures, national identity and stronger ethnocentrism.

As for white America, there will be greater radicalism on both left and right, leading to more open conflicts, as in street battles and worse, so I don't see the country staying intact for another decade. With the incipient economic collapse, there will be so much stress on the system, with nearly universal despair resulting in much ugliness.


grimychaz said...

Within a decade is possible. If it doesn't happen by 2027 time frame, I'll give it another 60-70 years after that. The next few years will be critical but it feels like people of all colors in the USA are getting more "woke."

As for the whites, it seems like many could find acceptance and meaning by migrating back to their homelands in the EU and being a part of that clusterfuck. While Asia definitely seems like the future, counting whites out completely is never a good bet. Lots of latent cohesion pent up in that lot methinks.

Linh Dinh said...

Hi grimychaz,

The strongest whites right now are Russians and Hungarians.


grimychaz said...

Yeah most likely, but my friends tell me even those countries suffer from the same cultural rot as Western Europe. I'd like to visit both places to see for myself. If they can increase birth rates of the native population and maintain strong borders they shouldn't succumb to the American Disease.

Lao Dan said...

Interesting perspective. I recently wrote a series of posts about "The growing disconnect between the West and China" that basically follows your line of thought.

Did you see “Trump: An Assessment” by Paul Craig Roberts in Katehon 2018-09-27. Here's his most salient line.

“In a stroke of genius, Trump, despite his thoroughly neoconservative regime, is destroying Washington’s hegemony.
We might never know whether this result is an unintended consequence of arrogance and hubris or whether it is a clever strategy. But if it turns out the way it seems to be heading, Trump will go down in history as Trump the Great, the man who saved the world by dismantling American hegemony”

Jeffrey S said...

Runaway global warming and the preceding and/or resulting economic collapse won't leave time for an Asian ascendency. Down we all go together.

Pete said...

As much as I dislike the American Empire and the toll it has taken on America (America and the empire are two distinct things) I remember a much quoted phrase. "Nature abhors a vacuum." The end of American hegemony will be better in the long term, but probably not in the short term, on the global stage.

Anonymous said...

You write about America like a jilted lover.

mistah charley, ph.d. said...

I read "Earth Abides" thirty-some years ago - it is not just America, but the whole human race, which is almost wiped out by a pandemic - there are a few survivors but their offspring have completely reverted to a primitive lifestyle - there's a Wikipedia article about it

assuming international trade keeps going for decades - and that seems likely to me - war, climate change, etc will have damaging impacts but probably not completely fatal impacts on the continued functioning of the global sociopoliticoeconomc situation - I wonder if English will fade out as quickly as America's power declines - I suggest maybe not - a couple millenia ago Greek was really useful as a common tongue in the Mediterranean world even though it was the Romans who were more powerful - i see Korean tv shows and Indian movies in which Asians talk English to each other

kunstler is way too pessimistic, i think - declinism has a tendency to overdo things - peak oilers, orlov, etc seemed like they had a clue, but maybe not

but what do i know? as yogi berra could have said, you never know when something surprising might happen


About Me

Born in Vietnam in 1963, I lived mostly in the US from 1975 until 2018, but have returned to Vietnam, where I live in remote Ea Kly. I've also lived in Italy, England and Germany. I'm the author of a non-fiction book, Postcards from the End of America (2017), a novel, Love Like Hate (2010), two books of stories, Fake House (2000) and Blood and Soap (2004), and six collections of poems, with a Collected Poems apparently cancelled by Chax Press from external pressure. I've been anthologized in Best American Poetry 2000, 2004, 2007, Great American Prose Poems from Poe to the Present, Postmodern American Poetry: a Norton Anthology (vol. 2) and Flash Fiction International: Very Short Stories From Around the World, etc. I'm also editor of Night, Again: Contemporary Fiction from Vietnam (1996) and The Deluge: New Vietnamese Poetry (2013). My writing has been translated into Japanese, Italian, Spanish, French, Dutch, German, Portuguese, Korean, Arabic, Icelandic and Finnish, and I've been invited to read in Tokyo, London, Cambridge, Brighton, Paris, Berlin, Leipzig, Halle, Reykjavik, Toronto, Singapore and all over the US. I've also published widely in Vietnamese.