In Hadestown, a musical written more than 10 years ago about Orpheus and Eurydice, the Underworld's introduction as a tangible setting of this tony award-winning musical begins with the question "Why do we build the wall?"
Stop me if you've heard this before or if you yourself have thought or said this. "Everybody gets a trophy nowadays! This is why kids today are so 'sensitive'." Today, I happened across a Facebook post by Josh and Leigh, who are my pastors. It was of their daughter receiving a participation certificate for participating … Continue reading The Privilege of Participation
I had dinner with a few of my other Asian-Australian friends the other night and we started sharing our own immigrant experiences and how our personal immigrant identity formed. Most of them were born here in Australia or moved here while they were young (as pre-teens or as toddlers). My family and I moved to … Continue reading Filipino Diaspora: The Duality of the Immigrant Identity
To my fellow Filipinos Flesh of my flesh Blood of my blood The spirit of culture within me
The other day I was on my Facebook trying to pass the time when I happened upon a photo of one of my friends in a "Native American Themed Party". She was dressed in full Native American attire -- headdress and war paint included. She wasn't Native American, she wasn't a first-nationer. And she didn't … Continue reading “Coffee is my spirit animal”: Cultural Appropriation and the Colonial Legacy of Indigenous Violence
Dear White People,
I know you mean no harm. I know you mean well. But when you say that you "don't see colour", what it means for someone like me, a person of colour, is that you don't see my heritage.
I'm an intersectional feminist. Period. No ifs, ands, or buts. You may have heard the word "intersectional" flung around nonchalantly before, or you might not have even heard of the term until now. What is it? Why is it? Who's it for? And why am I one? I know it can be a daunting and confusing term, so let me break it down for you and explain why I am an intersectional feminist.
It is our humanity that makes us human beings, when we lose that, we are no better than animals. I have tried to remain silent, to let the issue pass, to sit in my own bubble and stew in my opinions, but it's just not me. I was taught to stand up for what is right, therefore, I will.