We as Asian-Americans cannot afford to pit ourselves against other minority groups by buying into rhetoric of college admissions as a zero-sum game. We cannot subscribe to the idea of the "Asian-American whiz kid" and disregard the significant disparity that exists within groups of the larger Asian-American community.
We still have work to do to fulfill our goal of health care and coverage for every community. We must remove the barriers to care for immigrants, who despite paying into our system, are locked out of affordable health programs. We must also enforce federal protections for language access so that no matter what language you speak, you can access the information you need.
May is Asian American and Pacific Islander (AAPI) Heritage Month, a time to celebrate the incredible diversity within our community and the significant contributions of Asian Americans, Native Hawaiians, and Pacific Islanders to this nation. It is also a time to reflect on the trials and tribulations our community.
For the most part, Eddie Huang's show has been hailed by Asian American boosters as a smashing success. White guys who wear track suits stand behind it. Asian guys who aspire to a certain kind of edginess dig its groovy hip hop stylings and in-your-face-stick-it-to-the-man street vernacular. But I actually found it a depressing show.
Domingo Carino arrived in the U.S. from the Philippines in 1998. Domingo recently developed a health condition that he desperately needed medication for but couldn't afford without health insurance. He applied for Medicaid but after waiting two months, he was denied coverage. Discouraged, Domingo wondered if there was anything or anyone who could help him.
Pelaud had always been an outsider. Born in 1965 to a French father and a Vietnamese mother who didn't speak much French, she grew up in rural France feeling isolated, both geographically and culturally. She had trouble making friends and didn't do well in school. No one believed that she would amount to much.