The Fetish of White Men: Asian Women

CBS boss, Les Moonves' fetish?

I've written quite a bit these days about the white male/Asian (Chinese, Korean) female coupling. I'm still trying to figure it out. Part of the reason behind this type of coupling, is of course, the feminist white women, who don't take sex roles seriously, and in fact are dismantling and destroying it, along with their marriages.

(One interesting outcome of this is that I'm seeing more white women with Asian - Chinese - men, which is odd since Chinese men are much less likely to be feminized, feminist men. Perhaps white women are rebelling against their less-than-macho white male partners, who insist on equality, and hence lose the trust and respect of their women and wives. I think all women want men to lead them, however strongly they may seem to oppose this. In any case, Chinese men will be much harsher - if social history is any indication - than white men, and white women don't know what kind of bargain they have settled for.)

Back to Chinese women and white men. I often find that people who deviate strongly from their background (family, race, ethnicity, and even nationality) have some kind of traumatized earlier experience.

Here is what I found for fetishism under Wikipedia:

Early psychology assumed that fetishism either is being conditioned or imprinted or the result of a strong emotional (e.g., traumatic) or physical experience.

Here is what a Psychology Today article says:

The term "fetishism" was coined in the late 1800s. It originates from the Portuguese word feitico, which means "obsessive fascination".

My running theory is that white men are rebelling against some trauma in their earlier childhood: absent (working) mothers; feminized, soft fathers; greater importance on girls' performances than boys' in schools; and a general effacement of the masculine in the society all around them.

Asian women, in their greater femininity (but I think that is part of their method of entrapment, since they too are fleeing some kind of trauma - the difficult immigrant childhood, harsh fathers and "dragon" mothers, their own men who are not as "sensitive" as the white men around them, etc.), attract these bereft white men, who are looking for the soft, feminine partner/wife/girlfriend.

But, since Asian women are so alien, in looks, personalities and behaviors, from the best of their white women folk, they are like some kind of fetish to white men. But what is it exactly that is the focus of the fetish? Their eyes, of course. Here is another site describing "animate" fetishes:

Feet, hair, butts, breasts, and all that good stuff are also considered fetishes, but since these objects are human, they're called "animate" fetishes.

This same site talks more about feet and hands fetishes (look at fetish #6).

The "soft, feminine partner/wife/girlfriend" that white men are looking for may actually not exist in the Asian female. This is anecdotal, but in recent months, I have been surprised at the number (three or four) arguments I have witnessed between Asian women and white men (presumably they are couples). From my experience with Asians, I find that they have a high tolerance level, but there is a point where the limits of that tolerance is crossed (often irrationally, to the "victim"), and something snaps. This could manifest itself in some irrational unkindness (neglect), or a sudden, unexpected harsh words, etc. But since this behavior is sporadic and infrequent, it can be attributed to some kind of circumstantial episode (lack of sleep, worries on the job, etc.).

I wonder what long term relationships will show, statistically? I'm still trying to figure out the divorce rate of white men/Asian female marriages. Like I said, since Asian female tolerance level is high, and appeasement tactics by Asian females are well developed, marriage break downs may well be low, although the happiness and contentment of the married life (as experienced by the naive white male) may be lower than with other couples.

Although this post is dealing exclusively with the life of couples, I think such unions, and the offspring that come out of these unions, have profound implications for Western society and culture. I will be working on those potential consequences over time on this blog. One thing that I do observe is a lowering of quality (not quite the effacement of quality, but its lowering) when Asians and white/Asians are at the helms of institutions (research, marketing, creative, artistic, etc.).

One other observation is the number of Asian women I'm seeing with Arab, black or Hispanic men these days. I'm not sure why this is, but it could be a search for the most powerful man around (is it power, manifested through income, physical strength, or simply charm, the fetish that drives Asian women in search of non-Asian mates?). What is the fetish that sends these non-white men to search for Asian women?

I will try to answer these over time, so stay tuned...

One Man Anti-Jihadist

ISLAM IZED          : OUR GOV'T MEDIA CBC.ROM SCHOOLS

F I G H T Creeping JIHAD YOU ARE WARNED

Here is a lone protestor at City Hall. I took the shot (not very good, since I had to take it from a distance), holding his home-made bill board with the Old City Hall as his back drop. People are just walking by him, going about their business, which is much more important than fighting creeping jihad (which is the ramblings of a crazy man, anyway).

CBC= Canadian Broadcasting Corporation
ROM= Royal Ontario Museum (I'm not sure why he has the ROM on his list. Perhaps it has to do with its extensive Middle East gallery).

When the Going Gets Tough, Just Stick Post-Its

Post-Its at the Eaton Center
[Photo by KPA]

I took the above photo of the Eaton Centre entrance earlier today, because I was curious to see all those "notes" stuck on the entrance by concerned Torontonians about the recent gang-related murder that occurred in the downstairs food court.

What a pathetic site. I didn't bother to read any of the "notes" as I took the photo, but it is clear that people took this "effort" seriously. People who, I would wager, wouldn't even want to bring up the race of the killer and the targeted victim (both black), during whose melee other innocent bystanders also died or were injured.

Rather than confront the issue of racial warfare, and its spillover into the rest of society right in the middle of the city, which means addressing black criminality, these "concerned" citizens resort to notes on yellow squares.

Here are a couple of especially original ones:

"Leaves of Grass"

Leaves of Grass
Photo by KPA

"...observing a spear of summer grass."

Niagara Daisies

Niagara Daisies
[Photo by KPA]

From Fun to Serious in a Blink

Page from the graphic book Paris Versus New York, by Vahram Muratyan
(Captions read: Godard: New Wave Filmmaker, and Woody: New York Filmmaker)


I personally prefer the films of the the eccentric Woody Allen
to those of the harsh Jean Luc Godard

I went to look for the book Beauty by Roger Scruton from a "specialty" book store in downtown Toronto, but couldn't find the book, nor did the owner know about the book. I was surprised, since I think it is a small, but seminal, piece of work. It even follows some of my own ideas (please excuse my pomposity!) about beauty as viewed through the centuries, and through different cultures, societies and artistic movements.

Instead, sitting on the shelf right by the register, I found one of those "graphic" books titled Paris Versus New York: A Tally of Two Cities. This spiked my curiosity, and I skimmed through it. I started to chuckle quietly. The back cover describes the book thus:

A friendly visual match between two cities told by a lover of Paris wandering through New York. Details, cliches, contradictions: This, way please.

It looks to me like the author of this book (an Armenian - I guessed his nationality to the slight surprise of the unrufflable store owner) knows both Paris and New York pretty well, although he clearly prefers to be a Parisian (a lover of Paris, as he describes himself). This makes sense to me since many Armenians I know have close contacts with France, the French and of course Paris.

Personally, I prefer New York. As much as Paris is an exquisitely beautiful city, there is a slight decadence (old-fashionedness?) to the beauty, and anything that has been erected in the last century and a half is a desperate attempt at bringing Paris to a certain modernity. New York, with its soaring buildings and art deco grandeur, took over Paris, and Europe, at least a century ago, and, I think, is still going strong.

Muratyan turned his blog Paris Versus New York, A Tally of Two Cities into a book of the same name (and, I presume, with many of the same images). He has prints from his book/blog which are for sale starting at a reasonable $35 for a 10"x8" print. He also works on commission as a graphic designer/animator for clients such as the fashion house Prada and the magazine version of the newspaper Le Monde.

Here is a brief background on Muratyan:

Paris, New York and everything in-between.
Vahram Muratyan is a French graphic artist. His work mixes commissioned work in print for high-profile clients and personal projects. In the fall of 2010, during a long stay in New York, Vahram launched his first blog, Paris versus New York, a tally of two cities. A site viewed more than 4 millions times, exhibitions at colette and The Standard, eventually the book Paris versus New York, published by Penguin.

Among his new projects, the weekly column La ville est belle in M, the magazine created by Le Monde in France. And recently, the Prada Spring/Summer 2012 special collaboration, Parallel Universes.

The unrufflable owner of the book store wasn't amused that I found Paris Versus New York amusing. I nonetheless bought the "fun book," as I told his pleasant assistant who was at the cashier, which must have pleased him a little, since (I think) he gave a smile as I paid the $20+tax. "I'll let you know when I find Beauty" I said confidently. He seemed happy with my offer, and I saw a glint of a smile behind his professorial spectacles. Perhaps he will pick up Paris Versus New York in the mean time (although it behooves me why he wouldn't find out the whereabouts of Beauty for himself, except as my theory goes these days, beauty is pretty much out the door for many people).

I ended up buying Beauty from the book chain Chapters, which had several copies at hand.

Doors At Old City Hall and Magritte's Clouds

I posted a photo of the doorway at the Old City Hall yesterday, and I chose to post the one which cropped off the bottom half of the door.

This was an instinctive choice, I didn't really think much about it. But, looking back at the full length f the door, I notice now that the clouds reflecting on the window panes of the door are much clearer on the cropped version.

And to be completely honest ( :-) ), I didn't notice the clouds in the window panes as I was taking the photos in the first place. I was more interested in the Romanesque engravings above the doorway, a well as the carvings on top of the doors.

Still, something interesting came out of my shoot. The clouds in the window panes resemble the cloud paintings that modernist painter Magritte was famous for. And modernists are big on the "element of surprise," something which happens when we are "not thinking" or "not reasoning" but let our subconscious lead us to the right image. I guess my subconscious saw those clouds, registered them, and influenced my conscious being to take the photo.

Whatever the reason, it worked!

René Magritte
"The Human Condition", 1933.
Oil on canvas