Forget the orange hair. Donald Trump wants to get his white on. Or at least keep it where it’s at.
There is no other way to look at it.
Trump’s immigration agenda is all about stopping the inevitable in the U.S.
Every reputable demographic study knows the reality. At some point by mid century, ar
Preet Bharara knows what it’s like to deal with Donald Trump.
The former U.S. Attorney for the Southern District of New York–who made it to the cover of Time magazine for going after Wall Street criminals with a vengeance–was asked personally by President-elect Trump to stay on after the Obama Admi
When Donald Trump gives his first actual State of the Union address, what the country really needs is a confessional, not fake news.
We need the president to come clean. Did he attempt to fire Special Counsel Robert Mueller at the start of the Russia investigation last summer? The president doesn’t
Cheska Perez is a Filipina who was brought to the U.S. by her parents when she was just six years old. It’s the standard story. She didn’t have a choice.
She didn’t know the U.S. government would shut down because of her.
Perez entered legally when her father, like so many others from the Philippi
If his pussy grabbing rhetoric wasn’t enough to sink his candidacy in 2016, why do you think Trump’s talking about immigrants from Africa and Haiti as coming from “shithole” countries will phase him?
But now, the president has gone too far. His racism cannot be excused.
Trump has made it a practic
That strange immigration meeting at the White House on Tuesday looked like a scene from a political “Twilight Zone.”
Was Trump really negotiating an immigration deal with a bipartisan group from Congress while the cameras rolled? Sure looked like it.
The president was even urging what he called a
After I burned up my Kindle reading “Fire and Fury”–Michael Wolff’s fly-on-the-wall tale of the Trump White House–here’s the most positive and optimistic thing I can say: There is no reason an Asian American couldn’t be president of the United States in the near future.
Oh, we’d need to have the mo
I swear if I had a nickel for every time someone has mentioned bitcoin to me in the last month, I would be really, really rich.
Not Trump rich. But who wants to be that?
So on the last business day of 2017, I found myself buying into all the bit business.
A bit at a time.
I know about these thin
Donald Trump, our president of tweets and low ratings, is capping off the year spearheading the drive to bribe–or, ahem, give you a Christmas gift–that’s more like a ticking time bomb.
Or is that what a tax cut is supposed to sound like?
The ticking should only last until 2025, as the individual t
Off and on, throughout the years, I knew Ed Lee.
His death at age 65 leaves me in shock.
Roy Moore? Special election? Alabama? On this election day, if you’re an Asian American who follows politics, Lee’s passing eclipses it all.
You can’t overstate the importance of the death of Ed Lee.
He wasn
When you heard the news that General Michael Flynn had flipped, I just wanted to assure you that those of us of Filipino heritage aren’t upset by the use of that phraseology at all.
We’re ecstatic. At least, I am.
Flynn, the former National Security Advisor to Trump, is no flip, but he most assure
Matt Lauer kept losing his hair, but he never lost his job–not until he lost his sense of judgment, self-control, and credibility. Too bad he’s not president of the free world. He’d still have his job.
But now, no one cares to ask “Where in the world is Matt Lauer?”
And before this week, no one wo
We’ve got some great Thanksgiving topics this year at our Asian American family table, but did anyone figure the first course would kick off with, “So anyone thankful they didn’t get harassed this year? How about the last 30?”
It’s prime for a bunch of “me too” moments, and in a bit I will share mi
I couldn’t help thinking about the Charlottesville, Virginia chant that racist white nationalists spewed last summer. They marched through the University of Virginia campus as they carried tiki torches and chanted, “You will not replace us.”
It’s the lament of white males in particular, and somethi
My Uncle Mel was a great American. As a barber, he cut my hair. As a soldier, he was a corporal in the U.S. Army, a recipient of a Purple Heart. And now, a Congressional Gold Medal winner.
I couldn’t make it to DC for the big Congressional Gold Medal event this week. I’ll be in the area next week
In his 100th year, life is finally looking less absurd for Filipino WW II veteran Celestino Almeda.
On Wednesday, he will be a speaker at the special ceremony honoring all Filipino Veterans of World War II with the Congressional Gold Medal.
And while that is quite an honor, it comes on the heels o
This year, I made a pilgrimage to a special landmark that you may miss unless you happen to be looking for the only public restroom at a particular vista point in Morro Bay, California.
For Filipinos, maybe even for all Asian Americans, maybe it should be considered our mecca.
Or perhaps our blarn
These are hazy, smoky times in the most Asian state (by population) in America.
Most of California is essentially an orchard paved over to varying degrees, and I am on the edges of the rural and urban–the ruburbs of the great Central Valley, a few hours away from the gourmet grapes of Napa and Sono
October is Filipino American History Month for a number of reasons, but probably not because it’s my birthday month. The Filipino American National Historical Society chose October because it’s the month when the first Filipinos are said to have landed in California, at Morro Bay, Oct. 18, 1587.
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I’m kneeling.
But not for the NFL, and not necessarily for my free speech rights (witness, I still have them). Most certainly, I am not on bended knee for Donald Trump (more on the NFL issue later).
No, as a good Catholic, I’m kneeling in prayer for Puerto Rico.
It could be the 51st state, after
