Wait, I need stats to prove that Indians, East Asians and Iranians are very successful? Are you suggesting they're not successful? Iranians have 2/3 of postgraduate degrees in America, Indians are the highest earners in America, East Asians dominate at the universities, and not just in America, but everywhere in the West. As for why there's less of these groups in power, that's because there are less of them in the west, however they are fully represented in their ancestral homelands.
With a lower number to base those percentages on, of course it would look as though Asian Americans are more “successful” than whites. Say there are 100 whites and 20 Asian Americans. 14 of those Asian Americans go on to get their bachelor’s, then pursue higher degrees, so 14 out of 20, that makes it 70% of the Asian American population with higher degrees. Let’s use that same number for whites who do the same. 14/100 = 14% of the white population. 70% as compared to 14% seems misleading, doesn’t it?
And are you also considering if they’re born and raised internationally or within the United States? Because that takes into account whether or not people from those groups already HAVE degrees prior to living in the US. For one example, a large number of Indians entered the US under the H-1B visa “which allow highly skilled foreign workers in designated “specialty occupations” to work in the U.S.” Which, again, increases the percentages per group. I’m gonna need clarification on “East Asians dominate at the universities” because that could mean a lot of things, but honestly? don’t lol. I’m not gonna answer another message about it.
If I’m not mistaken, these groups you mention also tend to go into specific STEM fields at higher rates than other racial groups, which often means very well paying jobs. If a high number of that small population then makes a large sum of money, then yes, that would make them outpace whites in median income percentage rates and put them at a high income gross average because they’ve localized in high paying fields (see above example). As for whites, with a larger population, there’s a larger chance for deviation (whites going into a plethora of different fields with different amounts of pay). So yeah, I’d like you to provide some stats because then you can find these numbers yourself.
You just backed up my answer right here: “As for why there’s less of these groups in power, that’s because there are less of them in the west, however they are fully represented in their ancestral homelands.“
Like, that’s it… that’s part of the answer. Asian Americans and PoC in general still don’t have the numbers in power to have any effect on white privilege….nor do we have the historical oppression that led to their scale of dominance, sooo. I don’t even get why you mentioned that bit about their “ancestral homelands”, like no shit they’re represented where they make up the majority, but this whole thing was based on the United States since your first message.
there’s a lot i haven’t even touched on but this is long enough and i’m not getting paid lmao.
Many thanks to my lovely reylo wife @politicalmamaduck for tagging me in the 10 facts about me meme!
1) I am a very short person. 5-foot-nothing and pretty happy with it these days.
2) I’ve written a book with my bestie, an actual honest to God novel, that I hope we can publish!
3) I have two half-brothers (with different moms), and they’re both named Mike after my father’s middle name. Turns out my dad’s real middle name was Julius. Don’t ask me why he lied about that. He was a strange man.
4) I say I’m bi because most people know what that means, but I’m closer to panromantic/pansexual, and I really like this part of myself!
5) I love writing. I love it more than anything besides my family and friends. I even loved writing boring H-1B cover letters when I was a paralegal and 20-page papers in college. As long as there’s room for creativity, I’m trash for it.
6) I watch Shonda Rhimes shows with zero embarrassment. Grey’s Anatomy has been fucking me up for five or six years now, and if Japril doesn’t get fixed soon I’m going to rip my hair out. Ain’t that right, @xxlovendreamsxx?
7) I adore the word “y’all.” It’s the second-person plural pronoun that English needs, and I will fight people on this.
8) I think Oxford commas are important. I think Oxford commas are life.
9) I do everything to death. Find a new song I like? I listen to it on repeat literally hundreds of times. Find a new food I enjoy? I’ll eat it every day until I get sick of it. Come up with a new story? I’ll write that shit until I can’t stand to look at it.
10) A less fun thing: I struggle a lot with mental illness and my trauma recovery. But meds, therapy, and self-care have literally saved my life. I encourage anyone who also deals with these things to seek treatment of whatever variety helps. <3
“U.S. President Donald Trump’s efforts to reduce immigration to the
United States, including new constraints on H-1B visas for skilled
workers - which many tech companies rely on for attracting foreign
talent - have prompted countries ranging from China to Canada to step up
recruiting tech workers and startup companies that might once have
found a home in the United States.”
I think it’s important to be cognizant of the fact that black art forms have always been stolen and that, especially as Indian and Chinese people are used in this country to keep black and Latino people down with the model minority myth — I can get into it but basically we weren’t really allowed into the country until ‘65. Between ‘65 and '75 Americans mostly brought over PhDs and Master’s candidates from India, maybe 90% PhDs and Master’s candidates cause of the Cold War. We wanted to step up our science program. At that point, their wives and children weren’t allowed. '75, they basically allowed their wives and children to come and that’s when my parents and working class people came here. That’s when the cab drivers or the 7/11 guys came here. Then around '91 the Indian economy liberalized and even right now most of the Indians coming are this H-1B class, which means they’re here to be bankers, computer programmers, or, you know, the upper class.
So in the '90s and stuff we spent so much time being like, “We’re not just Apu. We’re not just these cab drivers. Look at us we’re doctors. We’re engineers.” But now everyone just looks at us like doctors and engineers and so nobody is speaking on behalf of those cab drivers. Or just the same way — Manhattan Indians don’t care about Queens Indians. And, like, I’ll go to India and someone will tell me I’m bridge-and-tunnel for living in Queens. And I’m like, “You took an airplane to come to New York and you’re calling me bridge-and-tunnel?” I took a car. Like, how am I less New York cause you lived in the city for two years.
So — not to get away from your question. So one thing I’m very vocal about — when I lectured at Princeton last year I was talking about Asian-American apathy, that we come here, we make our money, and we don’t share that money. We don’t put it into philanthropy. We don’t help — not only our community’s working class but we don’t help American communities’ working class. We’re perfectly fine letting white people say, “Look, if the Indians can do it, why can’t the blacks? Look if the Indians make this much money, why can’t the Latinos?” And the answer is because you picked all the smart, rich Indians to begin with. That’s cheating. And then more importantly, that law wouldn’t have been passed in '65 if it wasn’t for the efforts of black people and the Civil Rights movement. They created the environment that would allow other people of color to come into this country.
There’s a long history — even before Indians were really allowed, we were jumping ships to come to New York. Or we were coming down from Canada and settling in California. And a lot of the Indians that came here were Muslim. Around the time of the Nation of Islam was popping off, they would have to go to these Bengali restaurants to eat Halal food and there was a lot of interaction between the Indian and Pakistani and Bangladeshi Muslims and the black Muslims. You know, they would have these debates. Like the Indians would be like, “Show me in the Quran where it says white man is devil. I don’t see that.” And, like, these other experiences where if you were a black man that wanted to ride in the white car in the train, you might throw a turban on because Indian people were mysterious and exotic but seen as rich and gold and spices whereas our own minorities were seen as, you know, “You have to sit in the back of the bus.”
So there’s a long history and I feel like now a lot of South Asians forget that. So when something like Ferguson is happening, these Indian kids are talking about the guy at the bodega where the kid stole the cigars. They’re not talking about getting down there and helping the black community. They’re talking about, “Well, he did push the Indian guy.” Well, what the hell does that matter? And part of that is just it’s so rare that an Indian is even out there in the public and the news and pop culture, that we — we’re so deprived of seeing brown people in media that we get excited when we see — “Oh, well, the Indian guy at store where Michael Brown stole the cigars from, he was Indian.” That has nothing to do with the narrative. But that’s what the South Asians were talking about when that happened.
So, for me, I’m very vocal about the fact, yeah, that I practice a black art form and that I don’t want my community or me to be used to further keep black people and Latino people back. The same way it’s black bodies in American jails. On an imperial level, it’s brown bodies in American jails around the world — or Gitmo. So I see it as one and the same but at the same time I’m hesitant to — I have had a much easier experience in this country than African-Americans have and I want to be vocal and up front about that. I’ve had it a lot easier. And, you know, I think those that have it easier should give back.
I am a first-generation Nigerian American girl. Although they have never personally confirmed it, I suspect my parents first arrived in America in 1989, three years before my sister was born. Two years ago, my parents received their H-1Bs, the work permit. We know them as “greencards,” or simply “papers.” I have only seen my parents’ “papers” once; they spend most of their time locked away in a place I don’t know about.
Once I turned 13, my parents began to talk: slowly at first, then with less caution. They have many memories of working in America’s great fast food chains: McDonalds first, then Burger King, then Whataburger. They speak about “those years” in a pseudo-private conversation with only each other, leaving my sister and I to absorb whatever comes out. I suppose it’s an isolation they have always shared with just one another. I know it’s hard to explain to an American, so I never ask.
My mom often recalls being seven months pregnant with me, knees knocking behind a Burger King cash register, belly gently scraping the counter. She always punctuates the story with a laugh. My father smiles fondly: These Americans, man! The minute they knew you were foreign, they’d never let you forget it.
My parents used to be journalists. My mom doesn’t write anymore, but my father does. I have watched him launch three different publications in my lifetime, and watched them die the same death. “Writing’s in my blood,” he insists anyway. I guess that must be true, because it’s in mine, too.
“Paper Planes” celebrates the hustles. Look closely and you can see them: the bodegas, “cellular” spots, the bootleggers, the convenience stores. When your degree is denied, this is where you go. It will never be proper use of your time, but it’s something. Something to build a family on, a foundation on which to start over again.