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The study found that job applicants in Canada with Asian names — names of Indian, Pakistani or Chinese origin — were 28 percent less likely to get called for an interview compared to applicants with Anglo names, even when all the qualifications were the same. [...]

"Some people still believe that minorities have an advantage," said one of the study authors, Jeffrey Reitz, a sociologist at the University of Toronto. "These studies are important to challenge that and show that not only is this kind of discrimination happening, but it's quite systemic."

[...]Reitz said that when researchers of the studies cited above asked employers to explain why they called fewer Asian applicants, they usually received a response along the lines of, "Well, you see an Asian name and you know that language problems are going to be there."

Asian Last Names Lead To Fewer Job Interviews, Still


So we have some options:
1. Game the system. Use or be born with a traditionally English name, like Jessica or Ellen or Christine. Mary a white guy. Take his last name. Become May Sweeney, a little old lady who might be Peter Parker's aunt. Apply for jobs and surprise them when they invite you to an interview and realize you're Asian, but it's too late! Impress them, get a job, etc. Take those fuckers' money, conscious or subconscious racism be damned.
2. Fuck the system. Stick with your weirdly spelled, unpronounceable Chinese (or Indian, or Bangladeshi, or Korean) name. Miss out on jobs because people assume you can't speak English well, despite your resume showing your years and years of American education and work experience. Have no idea what percentage of jobs you're missing out on because of your name. Be generally distressed, but true to your identity.

People feel varying levels of attachment to their name. For me, I've gone through too many years of identity angst to be anyone else. I got married and changing my name had never been a consideration to me (it might have been if my husband had felt strongly about it; thankfully he saw no reason for me to take his last name if I didn't want to). I spent years struggling with being part Chinese, part American, figuring out the boundaries of being Chinese-American and Asian-American. I'm finally at piece with that -- but I guess the cost here is an endlessly frustrating job hunt filled with a lot of self-doubt.
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Every time I walk out of an Ulta or Sephora, I sigh and feel like I'm not just not pretty enough and if only I had enough money to buy all this excellent make-up, I would suddenly feel like I'm good in my face, as if somehow buying all these products would also imbue with the willingness and skill to spend all this extra time applying said products.

With enough time and distance away from those stores, I feel a lot better about myself and how I look.

I like make-up because it's fun to play with, and I want to continue liking it for that, not because I need it to prop up my self-confidence.

But goddamn, that's some effective(ly demoralizing) marketing.
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An episode in the tragedy of my life: I was happily washing my coffee pot (because I'm weird and like doing the dishes) and then it just...broke. In my hands. While I was rinsing it out. Apparently the glass just got tired of retaining its coffee pot shape and gave up on life. Who knew that happened?! Coffee pots shouldn't be allowed to have existential crises, goddammit.

So, yes, I know what I will be asking my parents for for my birthday. If I survive until then. D:

Work provides coffee for weekdays but, oh god, the weekends. Maybe I'll go hipster and explore some non-Starbucks coffee shops and go live out a coffee shop AU or something. "Hello, barista, thanks for the latte, would you like to become half an OTP with me and have hilarious miscommunications, hot sex, and eventual happy ending?" Or should I just linger until a hot regular who is secretly a successful novelist falls in love with me or I accidentally spill my drink on a incognito movie star?

Maybe fic has skewed my expectations of reality...

Apropos of nothing, I cooked! Asian style pork chops, sauteed yellow squash and zucchini, with jambalaya rice (granted, the rice was out of a box, but it was rice! I haven't had rice in so long I was becoming less Asian, I swear). And then strawberries for dessert. I really want to make some peach crisp but maybe I'll just wait until fall hits and make apple crisp. Mmm, food is the best.
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Had a great time at the Caps FanFest yesterday with [livejournal.com profile] _la_belle_fille and [livejournal.com profile] celerywench and her little sister. Getting to watch the prospect dev camp final scrimmage was fun too but made me miss hockey so fucking much. Ugh, summer.

Slowly going out of my mind today. No sports. No news. No new fic. I can't make myself focus long enough to read a book or watch a movie.

So these are things I did today:

1. Watched basically all the Teen Wolf cast interviews on Youtube. Regrets? I have none. I've said it before and I'll say it again: THIS CAST IS A GIFT.

Some of my favorites. )

2. Watched a few One Direction videos, including a ten minute compilation of them basically groping each other. I have concluded that they're adorable and look 14 and my brain can't handle that.

3. Watched a gazillion videos of Jeff Skinner scoring goals and NHL playoff montages and basically got emotional whiplash and a severe case of missing hockey. WHY ISN'T IT HOCKEY SEASON YET?

Some favorites:
- NHL 2012 Playoffs Round 1 montage
- NHL 2012 Playoffs Round 1 best moments recapped
- NHL 2012 Playoffs fanmade ending montage

4. Contemplated rewatching The Dark Knight so I could remember what the hell happened in preparation for the TDKR but couldn't focus long enough for it so that's pushed back to sometime later this week.

5. Watching Political Animals right now. So far, intriguing.
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Going to be incommunicado the next few days as I'm off to wireless/service-less Montana. I don't mind taking a break from the internet (I have corralled a few people into texting me trade updates) (provided I get those texts) but it means I will be missing both the Germany-Italy semifinal tomorrow (stuck on planes and in airports) and the final on Sunday (STUCK ON PLANES AND IN AIRPORTS). My life is the most tragic. D:

Maybe they'll be playing it on a TV/bar in the airport... And for when I'm stuck on the plane, well, maybe I will just make it up in my head. I will know in roughly 45 minutes whether or not Spain will be in the finals and whether or not I should bring my #9 jersey along.

(Okay, I take it back. Fernando Torres' life is the most tragic. Or maybe it's Bobby Ryan's. Speaking of Bobby Ryan, I hope you all read the brand new Bobby/Getzy hooker AU, hell yeah. MORE BOBBY/GETZY ALL THE TIME.)

But angst aside, enjoy this hilarious romcom trailer for Derek/Stiles. Ridiculous misadventures in romance are a go!



I've also seen the hockey voice post meme going around but I sound like a 12 year old when I talk and I'm not sure how much you guys need to hear me wail for ten minutes about the Canes or hockey in general. Although if you want, feel free to leave random questions, hockey or kpop or whatever, you want me to answer and maybe I'll do something when I get back.
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Reconstructing Patrick Kane’s Drunken Weekend In Madison, With Eyewitness Testimony

So, feelings of the varied and disappointed kind. )

Yeah, so. My bad. Fandom is my bubble from real life and with RPF in general sometimes I forget and get rude awakenings.

I think I'm going to go watch some videos of Danny Briere with his kids. Or David Backes saving dogs. Or Jeff Skinner giggling about how great Jonathan Toews is.

Also, Claude Giroux is a fly motherfucker who wears a terrible plaid suit well. I am full of so many overwhelming feelings for the Flyers, dude. And the Caps. Congrats, Holtby, on tiny Holtby's birth! Go, go Game 7! (Even if Eric Staal is the greatest older brother ever who almost makes me want to root for the Rangers. Almost. More importantly: HE'S STILL IN NC. WITH LESSER STAAL. I'M IN NC THIS WEEKEND HEYYYY.)

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I said it on FB but I think it bears repeating:

I woke up this morning and was disappointed in my state. Thankfully, this afternoon, I am not disappointed in my president.

OBAMA: [A]t a certain point I’ve just concluded that for me personally it is important for me to go ahead and affirm that I think same sex couples should be able to get married.

As for NC, I know some of my defensiveness stems from the fact that it's mine, my home, and I love it so a lot of you fuckers can just shut up but the comments I've seen from people dismissing it as a backwater redneck hick state make me furious because not only is that a tremendous and unfair generalization, it's one that erases the existence of everyone in NC who has been fighting against Amendment 1, including those who would be affected by the amendment. It's more people than you think and they (we) are just as much part of NC as the bigots, as the (disappointingly) overwhelming majority who went out to vote this amendment to the state constitution. There is still a long way to go, but don't dismiss NC so easily because then you are dismissing the fight and those who are fighting it.

Anyway. Here's the Change.org petition against Amendment 1.

Hockey feelings another time.

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I think being a hockey fan - okay, a Hawks fan - is making me an alcoholic.

I totally saw the knockout coming tonight but yet - yet I am drunk and sad, because we actually played better tonight than we did in the previous five games, but we lost by an embarrassing margin. Tazer and Kaner shaking hands with the Yotes at the end of the game just ruined me. And then [livejournal.com profile] swingingstars and I got in the car to hear the ending strains of We Are Young.

It was like a sign.

A terrible, tragic sign.

Sorry, Hawks.

Maybe next year.

Whatever. Next year I'm all in for the Canes. >:(

I CAN BE DRUNK AND MAD AND SAD, RIGHT?

Someone write me some fucking with some goddamn feelings, dammit.

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Next season, Canes.
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What a fucking heartbreaking sports weekend, with all of my teams losing. Fuck that shit.

At least UNC made it further than Duke. Good season, guys. Good run. ♥

Canes, you wreck me forever but I love you anyway. Hawks... Oh god, you can do better than that. Liverpool, we're still not on speaking terms (except for Stevie Gerrard).

Here's a picture of bb!Jeff pouting, which is obviously the face he turns on Eric when he wants to get his way and it makes Eric weak in the knees but also makes him feel like a dirty, dirty old man because, jesus, Jeff is a baby.



But he's also a kid with no stamina who needs to work on that for the good of the team. And Eric is all about his captainly duties, even in the bedroom. )

I am also more than willing to talk about how everything in hockey just makes me think of fratboys, especially Kaner encouraging Tazer to drink and everything about Tyler Seguin and Brad Marchand. Literally everything. (Yes, those are matching tattoos. Yes, they are dancing shirtless on a bar while groping each other.)

On the bright side, I had a Korean BBQ date with the lovely [livejournal.com profile] peachpastiche and her friends today, which was fun and delicious. MEAT. /Luffy

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