Containment and Propaganda

I am walking solo fat pot belly pig down the corridors of Durham College around the computer area in 2023 in the beginning of the semester at 38 years old.

A 19 year old East-Asian guy in my class asks me “What are you doing?”. Like we are in the same lane?

What am I doing? “I am taking the last course in my diploma wanting to tutor computer programming later and work on my personal projects with a ton of warm pizza??? and ice cold ginger ale?”.

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In 2018, meet a Hong Kong landlord nearby Durham College housing my immigrant friends.

I spill the beans how I feel as a Canadian but Vietnamese by origin. Life is hard and we have to deal with the world. Life is tough.

He says “Think small and say what you believe is right for you. Who cares what people think. Life by your own means and values and thoughts. Who cares what the man thinks.”

OK. I will wash bathrooms and say ‘the man’ is bad. My parents come to Canada for a better life on a dinky shark bitten boat so I should think small and never grow … because you tell me as a high authority immigrant from Hong Kong to think for myself and myself only. How about a wife and 5 kids??? and 3 garage house?

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What is going on with East-Asians???

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