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I was asked to share the following mashup of\u00a0an essay<\/a>\u00a0titled “The Endurance of the Color Line” published in the journal Othering & Belonging: Expanding the Circle of Human Concern<\/em> and remarks I gave as part of a public talk called “Hearts Open, Fists Up”\u00a0at Central Washington University in Ellensburg, WA. I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments.<\/p>\n


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Good afternoon. How are you? Maybe it’s better to ask, are you struggling well?<\/p>\n

This is a time of deep uncertainty, of questioning assumptions. But in many ways, it has always been that time, hasn\u2019t it? Who were the first Muslims in America<\/a>? How did whiteness<\/a> come to be seen as a legitimate identity? Trump v. the West Coast \u2013 how did that happen? The red-blue county map \u2013 how did that happen? What does democracy mean, and what does it demand of us? Is democracy something the state does for us, or are we involved somehow?<\/p>\n

Why do things happen the way they do? It has always been a time for asking these questions and so much more. If we are not\u00a0curious about them, then we’re in trouble, because it means we\u2019ve given up on our agency. And by now we should know that no one is coming to save us.<\/p>\n

QUESTION EVERYTHING<\/h2>\n

I was born in a suburb of Buffalo in 1969. My parents were immigrants from Korea, which had just been through a devastating war that is often called \u201cThe Forgotten War\u201d because no one really talked about it. Unlike the American War in Vietnam, which was at least at some point televised, most Americans were unaware of its devastation.<\/p>\n

My parents were among the first Koreans in Buffalo. My mother started the first Korean church there. Later, when I was about seven years old, she divorced my father. I will always be grateful that she did, but the Korean community, organized through the church that my mother built, kicked her and me out. She walked out of her marriage with the shirt on her back, with me in tow. We moved six or seven times in a couple of years. My Korean friends weren\u2019t allowed to be friends with me anymore, so both my mother and I were thrust into a world of suburban whiteness with no co-ethnic refuge. I learned at an early age, as so many people do, that breaking gender rules has\u00a0material consequences. Such experiences led me to become a comfortable outlier, because I also learned not to expect to be accepted, to be liked, to be seen as \u201cnormal\u201d even (especially?) by my co-ethnics. In hindsight, this was a gift that led me to question many\u00a0commonly accepted things, and to be better equipped to navigate the world because of that.<\/p>\n

I tell you this because \u201cnormal\u201d is way overrated. More than that, while \u201cnormal\u201d promises safety, it is in fact violent and dangerous. I think that\u2019s the main point I want to make today. We need to have our hearts open and our fists up because nothing we were taught to believe is normal really is. That\u2019s becoming clear. There is no one way to be, to live, or to love, because each of us contains contradictions, and capacities both to nurture and to do harm. To paraphrase Walt Whitman, we contain multitudes<\/a>. Navigating that reality requires compassion and courage, especially because the systems that shape our lives force us into competition with one another, rather than to be curious about each other.<\/p>\n

We just marked the anniversary of Sa-I-Gu<\/em>, or the Los Angeles rebellion of 1992. I think it\u2019s an opportunity to think critically about where we\u2019ve been and where we are heading. It\u2019s an opportunity to think about norms that divide us and prevent us from seeing where we might have\u00a0common interests.<\/p>\n

For those who might be unfamiliar with the LA rebellion, 26 years ago, in October 1991, Korean American storeowner Soon-Ja Du was found guilty of voluntary manslaughter for shooting and killing a 15-year-old African American girl named Latasha Harlins earlier that year. Du had suspected Harlins of shoplifting, and engaged in a physical struggle with her inside Empire Liquor store in South Los Angeles. When Harlins angrily left her juice on the counter and turned to leave, holding the $2 that would have paid for her purchase, Du shot her in the back of the head. For taking Harlins\u2019 life, Du paid $500 and served no prison time.<\/p>\n

Two weeks before Harlins\u2019 death, four LAPD officers were caught on video brutally beating an African American motorist named Rodney King. When the officers were acquitted that following spring, Los Angeles erupted in “civil unrest”. The Los Angeles riots, as the five-day event came to be known, involved 10,000 federal troops, resulted in more than 50 deaths and some 12,000 arrests, overwhelmingly of Black and Brown people. It also caused $1 billion in damages, about half of which were borne by Korean-owned businesses. Korean Americans dubbed the riots, which began on April 29, 1992, \u201cSa-I-Gu\u201d (meaning 4-2-9, or April 29).<\/p>\n

These events were often (always?) narrated in terms of Black-Korean conflict. But it\u2019s not the inherent nature of Koreans to kill or mistreat Black people. It is not the inherent nature of Black people to rebel. We need to ask ourselves why these events happened, what were the conditions surrounding them, and what were the forces creating those conditions. What were the ideas animating\u00a0them and what purpose do\u00a0they serve?<\/p>\n

THINK STRUCTURALLY & GLOBALLY<\/h2>\n

\"\"Twenty-five years before Sa-I-Gu, Dr. Martin Luther King delivered his 1967 Beyond Vietnam speech<\/a> at Riverside Church. In this speech, King knowingly risked alienating significant portions of his base and white liberal powerbrokers by denouncing not just domestic racism, but also militarism and capitalism. He\u00a0warned that these \u201cgiant triplets\u201d formed a blueprint for \u201cviolent co-annihilation\u201d and called for a spiritual revolution of values fueled by a deep and all-embracing love. Speaking of the war he said:<\/p>\n

And so we have been repeatedly faced with the cruel irony of watching Negro and white boys on TV screens as they kill and die together for a nation that has been unable to seat them together in the same schools. And so we watch them in brutal solidarity burning the huts of a poor village, but we realize that they would hardly live on the same block in Chicago. I could not be silent in the face of such cruel manipulation of the poor.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The year of Dr. King\u2019s Beyond Vietnam speech there were 159 race riots across the United States driven by the same forces that drove Sa-I-Gu<\/em> in 1992, and the same forces that drive Black uprisings today: poverty, police violence, political neglect. Among the most devastating riots in 1967 took place in Detroit, a city that now, 50 years later, is under emergency management.<\/p>\n

Dr. King\u2019s point about Black and white soldiers killing and dying together even though they couldn\u2019t live on the same block in Chicago, reminds me of something a friend of mine, Felix Sitthivong, said recently:<\/p>\n

Throughout my life and incarceration I was always a young and stubborn person. Sometimes I still can be. I used to claim that I loved my neighborhood and that I would die or even kill for the few square blocks that I thought belonged to my set. How ignorant does that sound? How egotistical and narcissistic does one have to be in order to feel as though they have the right to die and put their family through all the grief, let alone take another life, for a few square blocks that we could barely afford to rent on?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Own? Who truly owns a neighborhood? I’ve learned that nobody can ever own a neighborhood. It belongs to the people, and the people are the community. To genuinely say you love your neighborhood is to genuinely love your people and your neighbors. For the longest time, I never understood or even took the time to comprehend that concept. I now reminisce and am ashamed that I was what was wrong with the neighborhood that I thought I loved so dearly. My heart hurts and there’s always a sense of regret when I look back at the person I used to be, and realize that the negative ways that I treated other people was just an internalized emotion that I felt towards myself. So much so that the victim in my case was a young man just like me… who grew up just like me… who had dreams and a family just like me… whose life got cut short because of ignorance and violence… just like me.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Felix is currently serving what is effectively a life sentence at the Clallam Bay Correctional Center, where he is the president of the Asian Pacific Islander Cultural Awareness Group<\/a>. He grew up as a refugee of the very war that King risked his life to denounce 50 years ago, in a poor neighborhood here in Washington State where gangs became\u00a0a form of protection. The contradictions that King named endure.<\/p>\n

The Beyond Vietnam speech is a careful and powerful call for an internationalist working class and poor people\u2019s unity, and for a feminist politics of non-subjugation, of anti-domination, of radical love. That King\u00a0was killed exactly one year later has always haunted me. It is as if silencing his radicalism, his unwavering commitment to human solidarity, was necessary for the ruling class to declare the freedom dreams of Black Americans achieved, to erase all arguments for dismantling the color line by denying its existence, by creating new stories about the deserving versus the undeserving of humanity through criminalization and immigration policy.<\/p>\n

We could talk about many\u00a0anniversaries and their meaning today:<\/p>\n