Happy New Year!

Jing’s information is a bit false and misleading. It’s not 22.5% of Korean Americans born in America who are marrying other Korean-Americans born in America, it’s 22.5% raised in America marrying other Korean Americans raised in America. (Why such a distinction may be important I’ll write about later.)

In the same category, only 39.5% KA males are married to KA females; 40.3% KA males marry whites.

All of the above according to asia-nation.org over here:

http://www.asian-nation.org/interracial.shtml

Now, the criticism I’d give would be this: Such studies don’t account for what I call the adoptee factor, or don’t distinguish between non-adoptee KAs and those KAs who were born and raised through adopted families. I’d be interested in seeing what the rates broken down in the above way would be then. I recall seeing stats about KA female adoptees and I don’t remember what the rate was exactly but the vast majority of them don’t marry Korean – or other Asian, for that matter.

In my experience, anyway, seems like the majority of Koreans raised in America that I know of personally are married to other Koreans. I know one who is married to a white guy. Another who is married to a Chinese. And about a dozen married to other Koreans.

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But yeah… Happy New Year to all!

My New Years resolution are a few. I am healthier, stronger, and in better shape than I was last year at about the same time, and I intend to extend this progress much further. I also hope to see many more major life changes this year. I must accomplish everything I want to by this year or else next year, 2010, won’t be a very welcome one.

Enjoy the last year of the decade, y’all. May it be a good one.

My understanding of the bible has undergone a radical transformation lately. I’ve come to realize that the bible is the work of man, some parts divinely inspired, others not so much.

Now you have all the enlightenment of a late early 20th century Western teenager still wanking off to the literature of pseudophilosophical thinkers like G. K. Chesterston and C. S. Lewis.

Maybe next year you’ll use the word “Christ” with a cringe and view it in the same light of poor taste that I do.

You’re describing yourself, NettieKim. But in addition to poser, I’d call you a parrot since you don’t seem to have any original ideas of your own. Even your description of me, as empty as it was, is a rip of the description others have given of you. But what’s bad is not that you’re a parrot but you’re a parrot of philosophical bumpkins. You’re like a FOB or someone promoting the macarena and all the dance crazes from the early 90s, and thinking highly of himself for it. Yet, this lowly mode of existence makes up the very substance of your faith. I know it – you don’t know it – but perhaps you eventually will.

Here’s my faith: Next year, our little pseudo bad boy from the Bronx is going to learn to disassociate god from Christianity. And if he’s smart, he might even dissassociate god from ethics, god from love, god from value. Somewhere in this evolutionary stew, he will grow out of his taste for pseudo-profundity and the old, Western literary culture that breeds it, and he might then genuinely learn a thing or two about himself.