“Chinaman”? WTF did they think you were digging tunnels for the TransContinental Railroad or something?
You’d have a tough time convincing me that this kind of shit isn’t a cry for a life altering beat down. :mad:
Fuckers is right. Inbread shit for brains low life pig fuckers is more accurate.
Even better, would be to get fired and have one o’ them thar Chah-neez furriners replace him 
It might have been fun to “go martial master” on them, but given that something always goes wrong, Mr. Dumbass would probably turn out to be the local sheriff’s brother’s cousin’s illegitemate half nephew, and then Wind would have gone to jail. Better to walk away and put a curse on his house later.
Thinner. Thinner. Thinner.
You could have told them you were building the transcontinental railroad. 
Back when I was renting rooms, I went to a C/W roadhouse with a flat-mate and her brother. I knew the owner; we worked together at his day job. He’d give me free food and drinks whenever I’d visit. He wasn’t there that night though, the two I was with might have received better treatment if he was. See, they’re of Puerto Rican heritage and the guy looked black. Never gave it a second thought until we walked in the door of the place and everyone stared.
Windwalker, racism is alive and well in America. I have read on other posts that some believe it is less than it has been. I disagree. I believe it is merely more subtle and understated, better to circumvent the laws. What you experienced was neither subtle not understated. It is also familiar to me.
I am Native American (Red Indian as referred to in another post regarding Hitler). I had occassion to be in Milltown, New Jersey a few years ago, doing a bit of consulting for the local government there. I was happy to find a sizaeable population of Delaware/Lenni Lanape people there.
While drinking, quietly, with my business partner in a hotel bar, I noted a small and inebriated man on the opposite end of the bar staring at me. He was remarking, in a loud enough voice, how he hated “injuns” and how we “priairie-niggers” couldn’t be trusted and would cheat and steal, and how his ex wife had run off with one of “them buffalo-fuckers” (excellent judgement on her part). He went on to say that he wouldn’t even drink with “them bastards”!
I said nothing, but later asked the embarrased bartender to hand him whatever he was drinking, and say it was form an anonymous donor. He did so and as the drunk was about midway through the drink, I couldn’t resist telling him he was welcome for the beer. Oh, that started him railing again (but he finished the beer).
After a few minutes, my agent called us at the bar phone (she always knew where to find us). I got up to take the call and as I walked around the bar, drunk-boy’s eyes got saucer-like. I guess I was bigger than he expected. After the call, he got very very apologetic and offered to buy us a few drinks.
So yes, my friend, I have imbibed with mutants. I think that their illness in incurable.
Man, of all the gin joints in all the world…and so close to civilization, too. I’m so sorry, Windwalker. Just look at it this way – you get to go back to your erudite life, but when the morning light comes streaming in, they’ll wake up in Auburn again. Amen.
Jive talkin’ just isn’t a crime. And if there’s somebody you love ‘till you die, then all that jive talkin’ just gets in your eye.
Word.
Sorry that happened to you, WW. If it makes you feel better, you can come to my town, stop in one of the Asian bars, and make fun of all the dumb honkys that walk in! 
Something along the same lines happened to a friend of mine, who was on a road trip somewhere in the middle of California. My friend is an Indian woman, and this is what she said…
They had a fine time there, and no one hassled them. And after hearing more about it, it even sounded like an OK place, aside from the creepy introduction, though I do have odd tastes in bars sometimes.
Yeah, but all redneck Americans carry guns, so… :dubious:
There’s a restaurant around here that kinda did the same thing. It used to be a pizzaria and now it’s a taqueria. What’s funny is they never took the Pizza sign off the roof!
Forget it Jake, it’s Auburn. . .
Auburn? Auburn?
For non-Northwesterners, Auburn is not the one-horse podunk town you might infer it is from the 75-miles-outside-Seattle description. (Actually, it’s more like 30.) It’s definitely not a big city, but it’s more like the suburbs of the suburbs. In fact, it’s the site of the state’s largest outlet mall megaplex, which means it has considerably more than a single stoplight, or whatever else comes to mind when you think of small towns.
From the OP, I was expecting you to say Brinnon or Cashmere or one of those types of places. But Auburn? Whoa.
I just want to thank you and the missus for getting a bad BeeGee’s song stuck in my head.
:wally
WW Are you sure you didn’t accidently walk into a set shooting the new Kung fu series? Was David Carradine there? That’s the only other explanation I have other than the time-warp theory.
CateAyo You have unbelievable grace and you’re a better person than I.
“Dude, Chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American. Please.”
A Big Lebowski quote for every occasion!
Ok, that movie sucked something awful, but that was one of the few laugh-out-loud moments for us. 
sounds like he found the Royal Bear,
its a redneck bar in the auburn area. as for auburn, the town is full of methheads and more white trash per sq mile than anyplace within a good thousand miles.
doesnt surprise me to much to find that kind of attitude in that area. while they ait my kinda peeps I do have to deal with them from time to time.
Hey, it wasn’t me–what do I know from the BeeGees? I mean, everybody knows that British white boys can’t talk jive. Only colored people and white American nuns.
Actually, this reminds me that even in supposedly “enlightened” areas, there are still plenty of people who talk like this. SF has the largest Chinese population outside of China (or so I’ve heard), and I think we even have a few gay folks in that Castro area, yet “Chinaman” and “fag” are still heard all over the place. Not too openly; but they’re still around.