On a day when most people were celebrating their real or supposed Irish heritage (myself included), Tragedy befell the city of Atlanta, Georgia. A white man shot and murdered 8 people at 3 Atlanta-area spas. 6 of those victims were of Asian decent which has sparked an important conversation of anti-Asian discrimination that has permeated this country over the past year. Current and former United States elected officials have used racially offensive and race-specific terms to describe the COVID-19 pandemic over the past year and I have had multiple people close to me refer to this as the "China Virus" and the "Kung Flu." Now for those of you who may not be aware, and I'm guessing there's a lot of you, I am an Asian-American. I am Japanese on my mother's side, so yeah, this is a topic that I have a deeply vested interest in. "But Corey, you don't look Asian," you might be thinking. Why does that matter? Would I or anyone else need to deny their heritage simply because they don't look a certain stereotypical way? While I cannot compare events from my past to what happened in Atlanta yesterday, I do have a story of my own to describe my own experience with anti-Asian racism and discrimination that I would like to share with you.
When I was 18 years old, I was jumped outside of Central Valley High School after a football game. I was with a friend, who happens to be white, and we were followed by 8 individuals towards the parking lot. They separated us and surrounded me. One of the individuals in front of me distracted me by asking if I had a cigarette. I raised my open hands to indicate I did not want any trouble. From behind me, one of the individuals shouted, "white pride!" and they proceeded to throw me a beating. My friend tried to help me and he got his nose broken. I had one of my front teeth knocked out. The individuals then jumped into a waiting car and sped off. My friend and I made our way to the local hospital where one of the nurses called the police. The 2 officers spoke with my friend first and from his recount of the conversation, they were attentive, supportive, and optimistic that there would be some justice for what had happened. Then they talked to me. Now I can't say whether my friend heard the words "white pride" or if he recounted that to the officers, but I did. The minute that those words uttered forth from my mouth, the instant that this could be construed as a hate crime, the officer who had been taking my statement closed his notebook and placed it back in his pocket. The officers became cold, dismissive, and doubtful that any justice would be found. To them, this had become a case of "boys being boys" and to insinuate in any way that this was a hate crime was not worth their time or trouble. For the first time in my life, I became acutely aware of the fact that I was different and that I was treated differently. I flashed back to 4th grade when we first learned about World War II and the attack on Pearl Harbor and how the kids treated me upon learning that I was Japanese. In my mind we were all just children and they didn't mean the things they said. But did they actually? I am 41 now and I remember that night from 23 years ago as vividly as the night it happened. I remember the mental and emotional trauma being much more painful and lasting much longer than the physical pain. I was living at the dormitory at Shasta College at the time of the attack and I withdrew to my home. I stopped going to classes. I have recently been able to reconnect with one of my classmates and she remembered that I had disappeared and no one knew what had happened. My attitude and personality grew more militant and I became very paranoid and suspicious of white people, even my own friends. Even my girlfriend.
If you are still reading this, I need to remind you that this is not about me. This is about the 8 people who lost their lives in Atlanta yesterday. Even more, this is about how Asians and Asian-Americans have been regarded in this country for over 100 years. After slavery was abolished in 1865, Chinese laborers were imported to the southern United States replacing freed slaves on the plantations. Yellow Peril xenophobia was actually made legal in the United States in 1875 with the adoption of the Page Act prohibiting immigration of Chinese women. In 1882 the Chinese Exclusion Act extended the immigration ban to Chinese men. The Geary Act, passed in 1892, extended the Chinese Exclusion Act and required that all Chinese residents of the United States were to carry a resident permit. Failure to carry the permit could result in deportation or 1 year of hard labor. Further, Chinese residents could not bear witness in court and could not receive bail. The Geary Act was challenged and upheld by the United States Supreme Court in 1893 and these acts remained in force until the Magnuson Act was passed in 1943 which only slightly opened Chinese immigration. In 1880, the "Anti-Chinese League" was organized in Tombstone, Arizona with other chapters following in San Francisco and Santa Rosa, California. Chinese residents were also met with violence throughout the late 19th century. The following incidents all took place in 1885; a mob of white miners murdered 28 Chinese miners in Rock Springs, Wyoming. In Squak Valley, Washington a group of men fired guns into several tents where Chinese hop pickers were sleeping killing 3 Chinese men. The attackers were identified and brought to trial, but all were acquitted. The Chinese population of Tacoma, Washington was forcefully expelled when a local white mob marched Chinese residents to a railroad station and forced them to board a train to Portland. In 1886, the Knights of Labor expelled 200 Chinese people from Seattle. In 1887, 34 Chinese gold miners were murdered by 7 white gang members in the Hells Canyon Massacre in Hells Canyon, Oregon. These are only a few of the examples of anti-Chinese violence and sentiment in the United States.
Moving on to the 20th century, following the attack on Pearl Harbor, 120,000 Japanese-Americans, two-thirds of whom were American citizens, were removed from their homes and imprisoned without trial. The ACLU called this, "the worst single wholesale violation of civil rights of American citizens in our history." Following their release in 1945, many Japanese-Americans tried to integrate into American culture in an effort to soften prejudice. In doing so, they sacrificed their Japanese culture and even the Japanese language. It wasn't until the Civil Rights movement of the 1960s that Japanese-Americans sought to re-identify their Japanese heritage. Even in Japan, music education had centered on western classical music and largely discounted traditional Japanese music until 2002. In 1988, with the passage of the Civil Liberties Act, the United States government finally issued an official apology for the internment of Japanese-American citizens, 43 years after the interned were released.
I write this now as a reflection on what happened yesterday, what happened to me 23 years ago, and what has happened to Asians and Asian-Americans throughout the history of the United States. I returned to Redding, California in 2016 to return to Shasta College and complete my AA in Music. In the years I have been back, I cannot say whether my home is worse off or if I just wasn't paying enough attention in my teenage years. Today I see a rising in conservative and right-wing extremism. These views and these people are largely celebrated by the community for being "patriots" and yet, all I hear is hate and rhetoric directed at people with more liberal views. Those people will claim they are not making threats, but is a threat determined by the person being threatened or the person doing the threatening? The definition of a perceived threat is an individual's cognitive assessment of the likelihood a danger will affect them and how bad it will be if it does. So when people attend a Shasta County Commissioner's meeting and state, "the ballot box will be replaced by the cartridge box," how can that not be perceived as a threat? Also, FYI, the comment is paraphrased from Larry McDonald who was a United States Representative from Georgia from 1975 to 1983 and the 2nd president of the John Birch Society. The John Birch Society is a well-known radical right organization and notably opposed the Civil Rights movement of the 1960s, the Civil Rights Act of 1964, and the Equal Rights Amendment in the 1970s. People I have known since I was a teenager have shocked and appalled me with their narrow views to the point where I have removed many of them from my life for my own mental health. I cannot believe that people I used to know and respect can view the world in such ways and I have to wonder to myself, if they would have known then that I was Japanese, would they still have accepted me or would they have treated me with the same hatred and vitriol that they seem to have for other minorities and people of color? The hatred that they have embraced and celebrated from current and former elected officials? I am embarrassed and more than a little disgusted to say that a former friend and band-mate of mine is now producing a TV docuseries that will document and celebrate a right-wing militia's efforts to recall a majority of the Shasta County Supervisors.
If you're still here, I want to say thank you. Thank you for sticking through and reading this. The events in Atlanta have shone a light on this issue for me, but understand that this is not a new issue for me or for this country. Again, my first experience with anti-Asian racism and discrimination occurred 23 years ago. It would be easy for me to look back on that night and resign myself that I was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, but it would taste a lie and diminish everything I have done and overcome to reconcile that night. I am a survivor of anti-Asian racism and discrimination and for that I consider myself lucky.