Our internal e-mail lists have us discussing all kinds of stuff: Asian American identity, representation in the media, the experiences of activism in an academia setting and its progression as we transition to the working, adult world. And sometimes, we talk about, uhm, this guy on Craigslist.
Ernie: uhm… wow. Hey Christine, aren’t YOU from Toronto? HE’S ALL YOURS.
Christine: This is why I’m NEVER on Claigslist. I’m going to sic the local ninjas on him.
Joz: Where to start… with… snarky comments? *brain explodes*
Connie: what does “traditional Ladies’ education” mean?
Brian: “I must stress again that this is for a SERIOUS, long term relationship. Not some ‘fling’ as though I were a boy toy to be tossed aside.” Ladies, ladies… don’t be so quick to reply. He does NOT want to be your fling.
Moye: I’m referring myself as “Nihonese” from now on.
Bo: Moye, does that mean you’re responding? Kidding… I feel so sorry for the poor, deluded kid. Is it crazy that my maternal instincts are kicking in and all I want to do is sit this child down and show him how very far he’s strayed.
akrypti: How mean would it be to teach this fellow a public lesson on 8Asians.com? On that note, I think this is a joke. There’s no way this is genuine. Humanity is better than that.
Are we being mean blogging about this guy on the Internet? I mean, we mean well, right folks? Hello? Anyone home?