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Cross Cultural Posting

I dig this post John Au-Yeung:

Being a first generation migrant, but pretty much Australian by birth since I came over when I was 3 years old, I've had similar experiences. I remember the first few times I went to my local RSL club for dinner and I would get these death stares from the old diggers; it seemed that they were disgusted that the Asians that they fought so hard against, had the nerve to enter their sacred sanctum. Gradually, this defensive stance softened but still occasionally I get the "fish out of water" treatment, whereby they would talk ssssslllllooooowwwwweeeeerrrrr to me because English me no good la, ok? And, I love the fact that whether it's in Bundeena or Orimbah, I get told where the local Chinese restaurant is; sorry to disappoint, but Asians can survive without rice.


John's real problem is, when he walked into the RSL, he didn't go straight to the pokies and drop in ten bucks. If he'd done that, everyone would've embraced him, called him mate, and given him a beer. There's no such thing as racial discrimination when you're sitting at a pokie with a cigarette in one hand and a schooner of beer in the other. You press the pokie button with the hand holding the smoke, take a swig, get a win: that's what being Aus-tra-lian is all about.

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Well, I think it's funny.

Look, just go and read his blog post. Leave me be.