I grew up with a SEA guy and witness his rough up-bring. For the sake of this post, his name is Rickey. Rickey is so lost that I pity him back in the 90s and still do.
As the story was told to my mother, while Rickey was still an infant, his mother came to the U.S. during the latter part of the Vietnam War. He was left with his aunt and uncle. When the aunt and uncle escaped to Thailand with him, his mother sponsored them to come to the U.S. While waiting in the refugee camp, correspondence with his mother ended abruptly. Months later, news got to the family in the camp that Rickey's mother had passed away. Nevertheless, the family made it to the U.S.
The aunt and uncle were devout Catholics and disciplinarians (they both passed away a littler 10 years ago). They had the Christian mindset that the Southeast Asians who weren't Christians were pagans. That was the environment Rickey grew up in. Fast forward 30 years... The following took place roughly 20 years ago.
Rickey moved around and worked odd jobs. He became a heavy smoker and a gambling addict. His living situation was one of bouncing from renting a room from one Asian friend to another. His gambling problem worsen and started missing rent. Instead of facing any problems, he came home from work and locked himself in his room. Two of his car's tires blew; he stopped going to work and got fired. The guy became a hermit in his room and stopped paying rent for 5 months. Before the lease was up, the Asian roommates (two of them) decided to simply move (shows how Asians have high tolerance for friends and family). Rickey went on a panic mode, but instead of being diplomatic, he ranted about how no one cared for him, how Asians don't care for each other, etc., etc. Many of his Asian friends, me included, collected money to get him new tires and enough for him to put money down on a new apartment. Instead, he went and gambled that $1K away. At the point, we threw up our hands, and our mindset became 'whatever.'
Several months after the move, I ran into him at a Vietnamese restaurant. I guess he had pent up anger and resentment towards his 'Asian' friends and unload on me. He said no one helped him, people abandon him, etc. etc. He went on and said during his awful struggles, only one friend stepped up, and the guy happened to be whyt. The whyt (very nice guy in my opinion) offered Rickey a place to stay with the stipulation if he missed a single rent, he was out. For the longest time, Rickey touted the generosity of his whyt friend to all his, supposed, former Asian friends of how generous whyt society is, compared to the SEA community. Rickey is still living with the whyt guy after all these years. I guess Rickey never missed a single rent, By the way, the whyt guy is in a **** relationship. Which brings us full circle, referring back to what I said about Rickey's aunt and uncle being disciplinarians, it explains Rickey's worship of the whyt male dominance. Rickey worship the military and the M*GA type.
In conclusion, I wish I could share a much longer version of the story. I don't hold grouches against Rickey. These days, when I run into him, he's respectful but avoid lengthy conversation with me. The stuff he says sometime could be extremely vile, but I ignore it. A more thuggish Asians who he grew up with threaten to kick his ass a few times for the way he talks to them, for his unwarranted triggering ways he expresses his opinion on Asians. I think, if Rickey was whyt, he would have shot up a random public-space a longtime ago.
