
You know, it’s too bad that a couple of bad apples can spoil the entire barrel. After two years of relatively drama free comments, the past couple of days have seen a spike in especially hateful comments towards the people who write on this blog. And while I’m all for setting up an environment for debate and all for displaying the opinions of people will disagree, something I absolutely won’t stand for are personal threats and attacks.
As a result, we’ve made the following changes on 8Asians.com:
Again, I’m all for people who disagree; the whole reason I started 8Asians was to get a wide variety of blog posts on a bunch of different topics from people of different mindsets. But for Christs sake, don’t be a troll; own your opinions and don’t hide behind a fake hotmail account.
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Moved my other comment to the correct post.
Sorry you've had to deal with bad apples. But this method of commenting i a great idea.
The events at Tiananmen Square those 20 years ago had a significant impact on me, a pasty white gay guy. I had just turned 25 and I watched as it all unfolded live on television. Like most privileged, young white kids, I didn't think much about politics and I think I'd only ever voted three times in my life at that point. And here were all these people, people my age, younger and older, in China protesting and many ultimately dying for what I had, for that thing which I not only took for granted but hardly even realized I had.
And then the massacre happened. I sat in my living room and cried and then next day, I got up off my couch and I drove to the Chinese consulate here in Los Angeles and joined in the protests there. They were small protests at first but they grew larger and as the officials of the consulate made it clear that they were taking pictures and getting names when they could hear them, we banded together until they shrunk back inside the building. We built our own Goddess of Democracy from papier mache and a store mannequin and we carried it down the street.
We must have protested for a couple of months and those months taught me so much about myself. It was then that I learned not to take things for granted. To exercise the rights I have because I was damn lucky to have them. And I learned to look beyond America and to not be so ignorant about the rest of the world out there. I learned to think. But most of all I learned that there are things and people worth fighting. Even if they're half a world away.
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