“There is no way for me to make sense of this case. I try to write intelligently about it, and all I have is unbridled, bottomless anger. I feel provoked, to my core. That one of my earliest memories is that kids were calling me chink and I had to ask my dad what it meant. To have a lifetime of micro-aggressions and not-so-micro aggressions directed at you, stacked on top of people telling you your experience and insisting that racism doesn’t exist towards your people, and to top it all off, that people can murder you in the street in front of McDonalds and get a slap on the wrist for it. And though Vincent Chin’s tragic murder is relatively invisible, it’s horrifying to think his case is actually one of the more visible, known cases of anti-Asian violence. I feel that there is no room for love, or reason, in a world like this. I feel tired, and defeated. Stupid and useless.”

- Bao Phi, Vincent Chin: 30 Years Later

This is an important and powerful read. Tomorrow is the 30th anniversary of the attack that would take Vincent Chin’s life 4 days later. Bao Phi does a great job in weaving back together the narratives around race, justice, and violence from Chin to now. Much more articulate than I could probably articulate.

I feel in the same space thinking about Vincent Chin’s murder. Angry, tired, lost, frustrated. I wasn’t even alive when it happened, but the shockwaves that this murder sent through the community and into future community still resonate. Check this article, and if it’s your first time hearing about Vincent Chin- let’s dig in and learn more.