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4 Comments:
People---stop giving the "Racist Slate reader commentary" any currency. Can't you see this was someone's idea of a parody? A stupid joke. Come on. Col Kurtz (think Apocalypse Now), battered shrimp. please.
Well that's an interesting read. So just as a thought-experiment--parodying who? Joseph Conrad? (Think Heart of Darkness. Boy Coppola sure had a great novelizer there.) Please. Sorry if I can't get the requisite ironic distance on this one. Charlie surf. Charlie kill. Now there's irony.
I just meant a parody of a racist--pulling in all the ridiculous, stereotypical things a racist might say--but so obviously over-the-top (I mean, matzoh balls for god's sake and he even spelled matzoh correctly) that it's GOT to be contrived, not spontaneous from-the-heart asian-baiting. Maybe I'm crazy, but I'd bet it's someone Hua knows or is at least an acquaintance. But we're giving Col. jackass too much time here. Let's move on as they say. We have a president to unseat.
Word. Thank you. And done.
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