Yes, we know. Joel Stein is, A Perhaps Unintentionally Racist Fuck, oh, I mean Unfunny.

I intended to start today with a steaming hot cup of coffee, and some homework.

Because that is really what I need to be doing. Instead, I gave in to the temptation to follow links from (yesterday's) tweets to Joel Stein's fantastically un-funny piece on Edison, NJ.

See Sepia Mutiny's, An Unfunny Joel Stein Walks Into Some Cow Dung

I have very little to add that Anna or others haven't said.

Stein's piece is so borderline, truly, that it veers towards racist than funny. And, no I'm not American, but fuck, it is offensive. Only partly, I think for one of the explanations offered (by an SM comment) - it's not "brown on brown" humour.

I know what it is like to visit "home" and find that it has changed. But, COME ON! Surely, you can write better than this? Surely?

The parting thoughts from SM's post stood out.

"I’ll let Maitri fire off some parting shots for me, because she’s a hot geologist with a way with words and her ire isn’t just aimed at Stein— she’s gunning for some of you. Watch out now:

Yet, still, hitherto, even at this point, I can dismiss the whole article as noise. What really cooks me here is not Stein’s provincialism or even how easy it still is to use Indians as the butt of jokes. It’s the Indian-Americans, the ones who keep their heads down, “adjust” and don’t make waves, who will tell us not to be so sensitive and to shrug it off. “Let them say what they want. We should not internalize these things and let them bother us. Grow a sense of humor.” Because of their being doormats, it is easy for the Steins of the world to give ink to the Wholly Unnecessary. They make it so easy to do so. No more. I’m an American. The residents of Edison have been Americans for longer than Stein’s had a column. They don’t need this. Fuck you if you CAN take a “joke.”

Before we proceed, again, I'm very much the foreigner living in Amreeka.

I'm not an American-born citizen like Ana, that wrote the post. And as a standard disclaimer, I (mostly) like my time and life here. Heck, I've made some American friends, even. The blemishes in this general comfort (aye, comfort) and happiness are these (where I, dot-head, signal to the article and another older blog post and a couple of other undocumented incidents).

But, I digress. Despite weighing heavier on the Indian (in the hyphenated identity), I have a headache every time someone comes up with the "keep you head down" logic. Why should I? Why should anyone have to? If something is offensive, or hurtful, or downright moronic, I should have the right to call on it. How come only my unhyphenated-American (wtf!) students have a right to a sense of entitlement? (In this case, simply to protest.)

A friend on my FB list posted this link and nearly all the comments were to the tune of "What's the big fuss?"

It is a big fuss. There is a difference between me calling myself a dothead and a racist asshole calling me a raghead. If you can't see the difference, well, screw you. (Oh wait, what? That wasn't funny? Damn.)

Another thought before I leave:

From the SM Post:

"It’s true; his Facebook page was updated with a status message which…wasn’t helpful. See for yourself:

Didn’t meant to insult Indians with my column this week. Also stupidly assumed their emails would follow that Gandhi non-violence thing.

Really? How about Bhagat Singh then? Or the Babri riots? or the Bombay riots? or the constant ongoing North-East trouble? Or the constant on-going communal crap?

Lament, not that your schools can't teach a better insult than dot-head. Lament that Gandhi is the only contemporary (ahem!) figure that you can even name.

K.to K.laugh or K.not to K.laugh

There's just so much wrong with it that I don't know where to laugh or cry.
I have mentioned the attack in passing before, but the more I hear of it, the more sorry I am for the state of affairs back home.

Here's what the upholders of our dignity and virtue have to say:

...to protect women from the evils of western culture is our right. It is the duty of every Indian citizen to stop such activities as pub culture is not ours,’ Muthalik asserted.

I'm sure he's never ever had a boner, leched at a Katrina Kaif poster or watched a Shakila movie or even been with a woman - its their honour and virtue at stake, eh?

oh sweet gods! I'd rather die than be protected by these assholes, really
What kind of protection are you talking about really? when you physically assault a woman?

and what the fuck for?

violating traditional Indian values, you say?
like not drinking, smoking, wearing jeans, cutting my long hair, talking to boys save husband, father and brother, kissing, having sex, going to a pub, dancing, hugging men, saying fuck-off, choot etc?

damn.
I have to now self-combust and die of shame for I desecrate all Indian values.
nahiin!