the asians are coming, the asians are coming

(a poem by beau sia) look, asshole, crouching tiger, hidden dragon wasn't our one shot at love. it's the precursor of what's to come. "oh, hey, it's cool to like these asian people, as long as they're being asian on the big screen, and they're in asia, and it's a long time ago, and they're speaking asian (thank god for subtitles), and they're fighting and i love fighting, but some of it seems a bit far-fetched--thank goodness i saw keanu reeves do that shit first in the matrix, and who cares if they're kissing, as long as they're kissing other asians, i have nothing to worry about."? wrong, motherfucker, 'cuz we're not just on the big screen in the kung fu flicks you adore, we're the ones who actually saw that film 5 fucking times at 9 bucks a pop, 'cuz we were amazed that our faces weren't on the big screen fighting in the vietnam war, and we're not just on the big screen lady from oregon. we're cleaning your clothes, we're programming your websites, and we're getting into your schools--for free. raise the bar and we'll meet it. and we're not just chinese. and most of the chinese are reading the subtitles, too, 'cuz it's in mandarin. and we're not just kissing other asians. our mad sexy asses are getting play all over the ethnic spectrum- how the fuck do you think rob schneider, the rock, and keanu reeves were made? and you know what? it's never gonna stop. the asian invasion is a reality, and we fuck so good it's only gonna get bigger. bigger than chinese on t-shirts, take out in the mall, and yoga. bigger than play station 2, tai kwon do, and dots on foreheads. bigger than honda, sister-in-laws, and east asian studies minors. you asked for a global economy, well, "so solly,"? if it blows up in your face and goes beyond trying to get a billion chinese on AOL, eating KFC, in their gap khaki's. am i ranting? fuck yeah. [note: Phuc dislocated his shoulder in state poetry finals here] and you're not shutting me up until the egg roll is recognized as an american food! am i preaching to the choir? fuck yeah. you enlightened, going to the poetry readings, listening to the gooks crackers are not the honkeys i'm trying to scare- i love you people. my dirty chinese/ japanese knees are going for the throat of suburbia, where confederate flags are raised, where the mtv spring breakers are found, and christian clubs overrun high schools. look here! i got a chip on me shoulder the size of 24 years of being underrepresented, lumped into a group, and made to feel inadequate and i've had enough! i've got a non-specific game plan that is currently just really angry and will be better thought out later, so rise up my gooky slope chink japo flip slanties! the highest per capita income group in this country must realize the political power of this in a nation built on moolah. i'm not saying eliminate anyone, i'm not a racist- you are, texas! i'm saying, let's give them the melting pot america's always talked about, and watch hair get darker, eyes get smaller, and everyone fuck that much better.