Thoughts On The Line Between Cultural Exchange and Cultural Appropriation

It’s time for white, middle-America’s favorite game – IS! IT! RACIST!
Source: Bored Panda

So, a certain story has floated past my news feed multiple times for a while now. It made me ask some powerful questions and I want to share those questions with you.

I’ll save you the time spent reading and sum up the source for you; a mom in Utah gave her little girl a traditional Japanese tea party complete with traditional garb and makeup, photos found their way to Tumblr, people cried racism (because that’s pretty much all Tumblr lives for anymore), and one user from Japan named ‘cheshireinthemiddle’ finally shut the whole argument by basically saying there was nothing wrong with what the girl did and the only racists there were the ones that were denying what they saw as healthy cultural exchange.

So this got me to thinking – Where do we draw the line? When does legitimate cultural exchange and appreciation descend into racist caricature? Is there even such a thing as cultural appropriation?

Well, this wouldn’t be a hot topic of debate if it weren’t loaded with unclear details that everyone interprets differently. That said, I CAN offer my own take on the matter and provide a different way of looking at the issue.

To me, the things that separate cultural exchange and flat-out racism are intent and context. Checked in the dictionary, racism is defined as “a belief that race is the primary determinant of human traits and capacities and that racial differences produce an inherent superiority of a particular race.” By that definition, a racist act is any act that insists on the superiority of one race over another by highlighting a segment of another’s heritage or culture as a negative.

Now, let’s go back to our primary story that sparked this discussion. Did the girl make or intend to make any sort of negative statement of Japan as a racial group? No, what she did was demonstrate an interest in another person’s culture and a desire to learn more about it through first-hand experience. It’s literally no different than when white guys were wearing do-rags and gold chains out of an affection for black rap culture.

I feel the issue, in this case, has to do with a cultural barrier that prevents context from flowing freely and clearly between the two parties. A similar issue occurred between Japan and America in the opposite direction back in my day because we mistook the Ganguro fashion scene for racist depictions of black people (not helped by the fact that ‘ganguro’ translated to ‘black face’ in English) instead of a powerful message that challenged and contradicted the feminine beauty standard that Japan held for years. And it’s still an issue today; This is why in Pokèmon, Jinx is recolored for western audiences from black to purple (it didn’t stop them from having Jesse and James dress up as Ganguro Girls in the anime, though).

Honestly, I love learning about other cultures. I’ve often felt cut off from the rest of the world my entire life and sharing in the traditions and habits of other people gives me a chance to expand my understanding of the world. It fact, allow me to give you a first-hand example from a primary source.

When I was in college, I worked closely with a campus’ LGBTQ rights group who, in-turn, cooperated with the campus’ diversity office. As such, I ended up working with a varied spectrum of people with a plethora of different views and insights that I cherish to this very day.

But the most fun I had with them was the semester’s end soul food dinner that we all shared. Almost every culture can relate to bonding over a family meal, after all. I also got to experience culturally influenced dance performances from the students that were legitimately tear-jerking. As for the food itself, it often consisted of things like oxtails, pork jowls, and chitterlings – what foodies like to refer to as offal or  ‘variety meats’ that were often used as a means to ensure that nothing from a meat animal was wasted. As someone with a Scotish-Irish background whose heritage produced haggis (the pluck of a sheep broiled in its own stomach) and black pudding (seasoned pork blood sausage), I can relate.

And that’s why I feel cultural exchange and showing interest in other people heritage is so important. It’s a chance to expand our understanding of the world and the people in it as well as learn that we aren’t as dissimilar as we like to think; We may have different ways of doing things, but we’re all basically after the same thing – a happy, comfortable life where we can celebrate who we are.

So, the next time you find yourself confronted with a cultural sensitivity issue, remember this rule of thumb: if you’re doing it because you’ve experienced or want to experience the culture and share how amazing it is with others, it’s cultural exchange; if you’re doing it because you’re chasing a fashion trend at best or you just want to poke fun at how silly it looks to you at worst, you’re probably just racist.

The Agent’s Thought Dump

I have too many thinks! Emergency trepanning, STAT!
Source: Know Your Meme

So, after last week’s barrage of righteous vitriol and the pain of the blooming trees surrounding my apartment assaulting my sinuses, I just need something simple and calm to work on in order to decompress as the seasonal allergies pass. As such, I’m going to take a page out of “MovieBob” Chipman’s playbook and do some spring cleaning with my idea files.

Like Bob, I often run into the problem of having tons of ideas and not being able to get them on digital paper. Sometimes they get lost in the shuffle of other more relevant/prominent thoughts. Sometimes I don’t feel I have enough info to work of off. And sometimes I just need a few days of mental prep before I can work up the nerve to tear something apart.

It’s like George Carlin once said, “I got a lot of good ideas. Trouble is, most of them suck.” So today, I’m going to share all of those sucky ideas with you in the hope that they may prove interesting and that some day they’ll be more organized and less sucky.

Let us waste no more time as we delve into the recesses of my mind and ponder the mysteries that only I care about like…

“Whitewashing” in films is becoming a problem again, isn’t it?

Between the upcoming Ghost in the Shell and Doctor Strange movies quickly approaching, there’s been a lot of complaints about Asian characters being portrayed by caucasian actresses.

The problem I’m having is that I’m seeing both sides of the issue and can’t make a definite stance either way. On one hand, as a stage performer myself, I know how much of a pain it can be to find the right person for the role and you have to make due with what you have (we never went as far as race swapping, but we did have to have performers cross-dress in order to fill roles).

On the other, there’s no denying that this is a missed opportunity for a few minority actors and actresses to break out and find an audience. And as someone who like to see fresh talent at work, that’s kind of sad.

Overall, at least for now until new information surfaces, I’m more forgiving towards Doctor Strange since their whitewashing is in service to removing the Asian mysticism stereotype and feels like it wasn’t intentionally racist. Ghost in the Shell; not so much. I love Scarlett Johansson, but she should have known better than agree to play a Japanese woman in a Japanese setting in a movie about Japan.

I’m losing weight… and I don’t know how to feel about it…

This one comes from the personal thoughts and quandaries file, but it’s one of those thoughts I feel needs to be broadcasted on the off chance that someone else feels the same and needs some comforting.

So, ever since I moved out roughly eight or nine months ago, I’ve been steadily dropping pounds like a clumsy British banker. I’ve lost at least six inches off my waist since this started.

And while I’ve been getting my fair share of compliments on the subject, I can’t help but be spooked by it. It’s happening very quickly, my clothes are hanging off of me, and – while I feel healthy – I think that I look drawn and exhausted. Add to that the fact I rarely get breaks on the job and am in constant motion (New Hampshire labor laws suck, remember?), and I worry that I’m headed for a bad time.

It may just be over-thinking on my part, but it is a concern and I hope that others in the same boat might be able to identify with the feeling.

Meghan Trainor betrayed me… AGAIN.

What is this, Meg – the third time you stabbed me in the back after I stood up for you?

Many of you may recall my regrets at calling Meghan Trainor a feminist icon in music while still defending her as an artist. Well, she went and diddled me again!

Between the successes of Dear Future Husband and NO, it’s pretty obvious that I was completely wrong about Trainor. She’s more than just not pro-woman; she’s anti-man.

I know that sounds like I’m being a Men’s Right Activist, but if you listen to her long enough (as the radio at work has forced me to do), you start to notice repeating themes of taunting and self-interest in her lyrics that are inimical to feminist theory and assert her false sense of authority over men and women alike; with men seeming to be her preferred target.

I’ll probably do a lyrical breakdown of NO at some point to prove my stance, but it’s like I said in the beginning. Last week just sucked all the joy from me and I don’t have the strength to deal with Meg’s B.S. at this point. Just know that her day of reckoning is coming.

Another Uncontroversial Controversy: The Agent Defends “Black Hermione”

Noma is tired of your crap… and so am I.
Source: The Guardian

What a surprise; someone made a minor, unimportant change and the world lost it’s s***.

Okay, let’s back up a bit. For those who have yet to hear, Harry Potter creator J.K. Rowling announced earlier this year that the beloved story of magic and fantasy would be continued in the form of a stage play called Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. The story will take place some 19 years after the events of Deathly Hallows and will seemingly focus on Harry’s youngest son Albus (no doubt named after Dumbledore) struggling under the weight of his father’s legacy.

Oh, and stupid people are less concerned with that than the fact that the adult Hermione Granger will be played be renowned African actress Noma Dumezweni.

Now, I’ve voiced my opinions on how people overreact to race swapping in stories before, but that was more geared towards media like comics and animation where only the fictional character is the target of scorn. When you drag REAL human actors into the equation, you enter a whole new level of racist B.S.

First of all, it’s not like this some mad director destroying the vision of a great artist. Rowling herself approved of and has defended the casting of Dumezweni even going so far as to jump on Twitter to say, “White skin was never specified,” in Hermione’s description in the books.

Plus, let’s really think about what the so-called fans that complain about this are saying. Are they actually saying that they want to throw away a talent like Noma Dumezweni? We’re talking about a woman that beat out Benedict Cumberbatch for a Laurence Olivier Award in 2006 for her performance in A Raisin in the Sun. Do you actually want to waste that all because of her skin tone?

Look, I know that racially tone-deaf casting is a problem in stage and screen (as anyone who had to suffer through The Last Airbender can attest), but this isn’t the same as, for example, casting Johnny Depp as Tonto in The Lone Ranger. This a brilliant performer who paid her dues as an actress and still has a lot of talent to share being given a role that could change the lives cast, crew, and fans alike.

To put it into perspective for my fellow nerds, can you imagine how different Thor would have been without Idris Elba giving his soulful performance as Heimdall just because he wasn’t white? It would have been a much blander movie without his uniquely stoic energy.

Honestly, it feels like the only people that actually care about Hermione being black are over-zealous fans that don’t realize how offensive they sound (who aren’t worth taking seriously), trolls that just want to stir up trouble (who aren’t worth paying attention to) and people that honestly believe that race has an effect on skill (who aren’t worth… anything really).

Basically what I’m trying to say is that the only reason anyone gives a damn about “Black Hermione” is, to quote ‘Count Jackula’ Jack Shen, “… because you’re f***ing white people and you’re f***ing racist.”

Tamriel’s Racial Allegory (or Why It Sucks To Be a Khajiit in Skyrim)

Nothing to do with the subject, but doesn't my Khajiit character look like Shao Khan?

Nothing to do with the subject, but doesn’t my Khajiit character look like Shao Khan?

So, a few things have been happening lately that have started me to thinking about how we treat our fellow human beings.

Firstly, yet another act of violent intimidation from Muslim extremists has, once again, cast an unjustified negative light on the whole community. I won’t go into much opinion on that since most of you who know me can guess that I’m supporting Charlie Hebdo on this one.

The other factor in my recent thoughts has been finally getting to play The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim for the first time.

My first inclination coming into the Elder Scrolls series fresh was to play one of the so-called ‘beast races’ as they seemed the most interesting. They consist of the reptilian Argonians and the race I ultimately settled on; the feline Khajiit.

Little did I know how big a mistake that was.

From the very beginning, everyone in Skyrim seems to have a grudge against you if you’re a Khajiit. Hadvar, one of your Imperial captors in the beginning of the game, is quick to point out how, “your kind always seems to find trouble.”

Bandits have more unique hostile threats for Khajiit than any other race including, “You’ll make a fine rug, Cat,” and “You remind me of my cousin’s cat, killed that one too!”

Guards also have more unique dialogue options and tend to sound distrusting of you; i.e., “Stay out of trouble, Khajiit,” “Sheathe those claws, Khajiit,” and “What do you want… cat?”

One of the citizens of the city of Whiterun, the aspiring business woman Ysolda, talks about how she does trade with Khajiit caravans and praises their business skills even though, “… nobody wants them in the cities. Nobody trusts them,” because they have a reputation for, “… [turning] to smuggling and thievery to get by.”

Now, in fairness, most races other than the native Nords will encounter racial hostility from others. Elves and Bretons are distrusted for their magic skills, Imperials are often blamed for the political climate of Skyrim as often as The Stormcloak Rebellion, and Orcs and Redguards are feared as brutal warriors. But no one seems to get it as bad as the Khajiit. Why is that?

Well, I’m sure that the design choice to make the Khajiit a desert-dwelling people that speak in a thick, generic, Middle Eastern accent that makes them sound like the peddler from the beginning of Disney’s Aladdin in a game that was released in a time when we were (and still are) on edge about the political climate in the Middle East might have something to do with it.

Now, before you call racism on the dev team at Bethesda, let’s take a good look at the Khajiit. Yes, there are a few bandits and thieves among them in game, but just as often, you’ll find legitimate caravan businesses that are very friendly. I was also deeply entertained by the in-game commentary and harmless tall-tales (please note the effort to avoid a ‘tall-TAILS’ pun in this sentence) of M’aiq the Liar.

I put it to you that this was Bethesda’s way of saying that we can’t judge people as races. The actions of a few extremists don’t reflect the whole.

So, if you’re reading this, let your Muslim friends (any of your friends, for that matter) know that you will support and defend them from unjust anger. Also, play with your cat today and let them know you love them.