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Email exchange dated December 5th, 2017:

From Ishmael Reed to Frank Chin:

Frank, They're tired of [David Henry] Hwang. He got a bad review in the Times. Send yr play the way you wanted it printed. We have a new design and web master.

Best,

Ishmael

From Frank Chin to Ishmael Reed:

Thanks. I've shouted to the Yellows that I've published out of White tolerance of Yellows. For some reason the Whites refuse to publish a Yellow American telling of Yellow stories from the old country. The Yellows will prove the people know who and what they are, where and what they come from, and what combined to make them identifiable as Yellow folk, by 'telling their child's garden of stories dear to identifiable children.. Sorry to say, the Yellow children's stories I know, are trash to Yellows out for White fame, power, and money.

Let's wait a little longer. One of the new Yellows in politics or the news will spill the truth and start Yellows thinking.....That's my hope. But I know, it's nope. Yellows are me me me and live well and die. Their kids hate themselves and dream the dreams of Ornaments.

The baker that refuses to bake a cake for a gay couple says baking such a cake is against his art. In THE WATER MARGIN- the stars of Heavenly Spiritls are the Professions. And the star of Earthly Fiends is the TRADES. Tradesmen make goods for trade. He's in the business of trade. Artists produce works that serve no use or purpose till the artists identifies or doesn't identify it, or sell it. The artist is taken by the people, and that's what makes an artist an artist. A cake by an professional artist is not food.

A solid gold working replica of the Buntline Special made for Wyatt Earp, custom built in the Colt shop, confiscated from a corrupt and greedy Commie Provincial boss,, and stolen, turns up to having been sold for a ridiculous pile green showoff money money money. Money makes a gun I wouldn't touch and feel icky for having looked at in conspiracy with art and experienced AWE! Wow! Art. There are people who collect photos of corrupt Chinese collection of gold guns on the phone. Art and people's art is squirrel.

The 36 stars of Heavenly Spirits includes a thief - thievery is a profession- all 105 are murderers or accused of murder - but they have standards of moral behavior - The towns around their hideout depend on the 108 for protection from the predatory corrupt Imperial court, and nomadic tribes of the north -

The baker is in business or he isn't. He bakes a cake. Customers buy a cake. A cake is a cake. Made for trade without ego.

FCC

From Ishmael Reed to Frank Chin:

Frank,

The publishers want assimilation from all ethnic writers. Black writers especially the males who've been scapegoated by academic feminism or daughters of patriarchy posing as feminists, have been declared rowdy and so they've imported African writers to scold us and Britishfy our vernacular. Most of them write like Jane Austen because colonial schools in Africa teach 19th century English. Yellow, Brown, Black and Red academics have enough resources to start a Yellow publishing co. Make you the head. Ishmael ps I saw one of their tokens, a Native American at the Library of Congress. She got up and praised the disgusting Saul Bellow, a bigot and an idiot. I wanted to vomit.

Ishmael-

From Frank Chin to Ishmael Reed:

On a ride to panel of Yellows at the U of Chicago, Hutchin’s U of Chicago- I am picked up by a Sri Lanka writer – who’s story about a Sri Lankan girl who has eyes for Blonde Bigpecs and Blue eyes – and wins a prize – I ask her to tell a Sri Lankan children’s story she’s against learning Sri Lanken culture and complains she’s not responsible for a culture that causes her complaints – I want out of the car – Yellows on the make as writers of the now! And future tell me to acknowledge that cultural symbols change over time- like Kingston’s Mulan from an unmarked baby to tattooed at birth by her savage parents – Don’t the Asians of Chicago hear themselves? The head of what amounts to the Yellow playwriting dept turns out to be taught by a Rose Hum Lee, Betty Lee Sung 60’s sociologist. The U of Chicago is a White Racist Indoctrination Center- A handsome Korean short story writer shows his handsome face and gently brags about being the first to write about his affairs with White women. WHAT? IT’S THE 1990’S AND JUST NOW HE LUCKS OUT WITH A WHITE WOMAN? He’s never glimpsed Vegas comic entertainer Johnny Yune? “How do I like White men? I like Whitey women better.” Pat Morita did a Johny Yune impression. Cruel! Mean! And Funny funny.

The most influential Japanese American sociologists believed in White superiority over the Yellows from Shotaro Frank Miyamoto, SOCIAL SOLIDARITY AMONG THE JAPANESE OF SEATTLE (1939) to Harry Kitano , to the White newspapers to 1939 model Mike Masaoka , and the Japanese American Citizen League. ASSIMILATION was an Issei duty, but they keep the contents of their culture. As he wrote his praise of Assimilation, the sounds of the all girls production of CHUSHINGURA rehearsed a block up Sixth Avenue. Miyamoto hates CHUSHININGURA. Hates all Jap stories. Hates with his toes. Hates with his ears. Hates with his words. SOCIOLOGY RULES THE WORLD! Sadly the Japanese America built by the self-hating Yellows loosed by the U of Chicago – prove you’re not a Jap – volunteer for camp - reduced to todays smelly JACL, the Japanese American National Museum going intellectually and monetarily bust and sold to Japan and the White racist Smithsonian Institution. The proof is really strange. George Takei pleads the Jap case as a gay activist, whose husband is snubbed by Capt of Star Trek, on stage at the JAMN.
George Takei is only Jap voice to call Trump out for saying the Muslims should be treated like the Japs in 1941. The only Yellow voice of correction and protest. If my children;s garden of stories reaches book stage, it should take the stage at the beginning of Yellow hope, not the end.

Anyone hear a wolf? WOLF? THE NEWSDOG IS COMING. The Newsdog? THE YEAR OF THE ROOSTER IS ENDING. LOOK AT THE SKY. IT'S DARK AS PITCH AND ONLY 5 O'CLOCK. LET'S HOPE THE YEAR OF THE NEWSDOG TELLS MORE THAT'S TRUE.

FCC

Election Day

Ishmael Reed,

I’ve been learning about Blacks, yes, Whites have Lorded in over the Blacks, and the Mexicans that lived within sight of Chinatown, accused of passing –what? – the border –and Indians here, and Indians there, different Indians (damn stubborn) some like Chinamen. Some have stories-

Can’t we read each other – work our common history & knowledge of the Trumpian White Race of America and civilize the slobbering White’s who dominate and call it Democracy?

ELECTION DAY IN ALABAMA- MOBILE LIL, THE BEAUTIFUL TWA STEWARDESS FROM ALABAMA & L.A. PHIL , THE HANDSOME PHOTOGRAPHER (CLASS COMPETITION FOR CORKY LEE OF NEW YORK.) BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE –“ I AM A LOVER” A PHOTO BOOK by Jerry Stolll jr and Evan S. Connell OF NORTH BEACH OF THE 50-60’S WHEN THE BEACH WAS BASQUE, ITALIAN, (FROM GENOA, WHERE THEY MAKE PESTO, NOT NAPOLI WHO DON’T AKE PESTO) SPANISH FROM SPAIN, CHINESE. THE PICS SPEAK-FLAMENCO IS IN TOWN IN A BIG WAY- FREDDIE MEJIA AS A BOY PLAYS THE GUITAR IN A CROWDED COFFEE HOUSE AND DRAWS EVERY EAR TO HIM. ONE CAN SEE IT IN THE PIC. THE CAMERA IS ACROSS COLUMBUS STREET STANDING ON THE CHINATOWN SIDE OF THE STREET, A FREEZE LOOK AT STREAKS OF TRAFFIC RIPPING GHOSTLY OVER THE FOGGY BIG WINDOW OF THE HOT COFFEEHOUSE. GUITAR NECKS STICK UP LIKE RIFLE BARRALS.

Jerry Stoll taught himself photography shooting this book. Evan S. Connell is a stoic writer from the Midwest ( MR. BRIDGE ) who edits fiction at CONTACT magazine out of Sausalito, and buys and publishes my first short-story FOOD FOR ALL HIS DEAD. I am 19 years old.

NORTH BEACH IN PICS LOOKS LIKE THE GATHERING OF OUTCASTS AND GANGS AT THE WATER MARGIN.

BUT THE WATER MARGIN IS A CHINESE PEOPLES REFUGE FROM THE MONSTROUS PRESS OF THE FOREIGN EMPIRE. EVERYTHING CHINATOWN ISN’T.

THE NOISE OF CULTURES CLASHING AND FORMING IS AT THE ITALIAN END OF THE ADLER ALLEY, IN LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI’S (AND SHIG MUROW’S) CITY LIGHTS BOOKSTORE AND NORTH BEACH AT THE END GRANT STREET. AT THE OTHER END OF VERY SHORT AND NARROW AND DAMP ADLER ALLLEY IS THE CHINATOWN END GRANT STREET AND ACROSS BROADWAY AND COLUMBUS GRANT STREET DISAPPEARS INTO NORTH BEACH. NORTH BEACH IS NOT CHINATOWN.

NOT- CHINATOWN GLITTERS AND SHINES AND SMILES FUMES OF OLD BLACK BEANS AND SMELLS OF ITSELF ALL IN SILENCE.

1975- PREVIEW COPIES OF THE WOMAN WARRIOR, BY MAXINE HONG KINGSTON FOR REVIEW FLY OUT OF NEW YORK.

MS. MAGAZINE LOVES MAD MAX’S MADNESS. Ms. Magazine founder Gloria Steinem flies to the West to embrace Mad Maxine Hong Kingston, who fakes Chinese history, culture and customs to bug her father who claims to be a Literatus – a Scholar-official –who passed the Imperial Exams last given 1905-

Where is Gloria Steinem’s support of the Maxine Hong Kingston’s White racist lies convincing Pres Clinton and Obama’s awarding Kingston Humanities and Arts Medals?

Read Kingston for the TRUTH . IGNORE CHINESE CHILDREN’S LIT AND THE HEROIC TRADITION WHERE LIANG HONGYU, THE LITTLE DRUMMER GIRL (SHE WASN’T LITTLE, BUT SHE WAS A SIGNAL DRUMMER AND STRATEGIST WHO DIRECTED HER HUSBANDS MANUVERS FROM THE HIGH GROUND- also she is wrestler and an archer, and leads a horseback unit ) AND MU GUIYING, THE BANDIT QUEEN, WHO BEATS A YANG FAMILY GENERAL IN SINGLE COMBAT, MARRIES HIM, IS APPOINTED SUPREME COMMANDER OF THE SEVEN YANG ARMIES BY THE YANG MATRIARCH, RETIRES AFTER BECOMING A GRANNY THEN, AT 47 IS ASKED TO LEAD THE IMPERIAL ARMY AGAIN. PLEASE! THEY REFUSE TO FIGHT FOR ANYBODY BUT MU GUIYING. WHAT KIND OF FEMINIST IS GLORIA STEINEM?

WILL SOMEONE ASK HER? SOMEONE SCHOLARLY ON UNIVERSITY LETTERHEAD – SOMEONE FRIENDLY – SOME CHINESE OR KOREAN OR JAPANESE AMERICAN OR NOT – WOMAN WRITER? MMMMM?

OR, HOW BOUT YOU, GEORGE? Mr, Sulu Invites Gloria Steinem and Maxine Hong Kingston to join him on C_SPAN-AT THE JAMN in conversation on “feminism “ the word of the year an English language Dictionary society says. Fuck, go for broke! Invite Jeanne Wakatsuki and James D. Houston, Karen Tei Yamashita, ( “ ‘i’ Hotel” is about the hotel built from bricks from the 1906 Earthquake and Fire on the corner of Jackson and Kearney, and housed the jazz and comedy club The Hungry “i” in the basement, Filipino business on the shop level, and Filipino Scouts waiting for the US Citizenship and back pay from the US Gov ) and Amy Tan, who just adores her imagination.

SAY! HOW BOUT A RADIO PLAY OF A MEETING OF THE MOST INFLUENTIAL ASIAN AMERICAN PHILOSOPHSICAL LITERARY , THEATRICAL , MUSICAL, ARTISTIC THINKERS OF THE AGE? YELLOWS DOING YELLOW VOICES ON THE AIR. DOESN’T YOUR VOICE WATER, YELLOW ? OR DRY UP, AS THE VOICES OF ORNAMENT PASS A FEAR OF WHITES DISCARDING YELLOW ORNAMENTS, FOR ANOTHER COLOR, AMONG FELLOW YELLOWS LIKE A VIRUS, AND LIKE A VIRUS IT PASSES AND STAYS.

AMERICA MAYBE HOME – BUT EVERYWHERE I GO, I’M TOLD TO KEEP MOVIN BY MY OWN. I’M THE SHOWOFF OF YELLOW THEATER REDUCED TO A THEATER OF ONE STORYTELLER AND ONE STOOL, FOR HEIGHT - JUST A LOOKIN FOR A HOME – I HAVE STORIES OF THREE MEN OF THE OATH IN THE PEACH GARDEN , ONE MAN WAS HEAVENLY SANDAL MAKER WHO WANTED AN EMPIRE/ONE MAN WAS AN EIGHT FOOT TALL MAN EVERYONE WANTED – ONE WAS A RICH MAN WITH EVERYTHING – EVERYTHING FORGED FORMED TOOLED, WOVEN –DREAMED IN CONCERT WITH THE EARTH-

THE SANDAL MAKER AND THE RICH FARMER ARE DRINKING AT A CROSSROADS TAVERN WHEN KWAN KUNG STEPS INTO THE DOORWAY CHEERILY BELLOWS, GREAT DAY! TODAY I VOLUNTEER TO FIGHT THE YELLOW TURBANS , DIRTY NORTHERNERS! BRING ME WINE! SOMETHING ABOUT THE BIG MAN MAKES EVERYBODY CHEER AND WAVE HIM TO THEIR TABLE.

THE FARMER IS ON HIS FEET AND INVITES KWAN TO SIT AT HIS TABLE WITH THE SANDAL MAKER. THEY LEARN THAT KWAN KUNG WAS LOCKED UP BY HIS PARENTS BROKE THE HOUSE DOWN AND BURNED IT, RUNAWAY INTO A GIRL BEING FORCED TO MARRY BY HER GREEDY FATHER, HE KILLED THE GROOM AND GREEDY FATHER, AND REFUSED THE GIRL’S OFFER OF HERSELF, RAN OVER THE MOUNTAINNS WHERE HIS FACE DARKENED AND EYEBROWS TAKE OFF LIKE BLACK MOTHWINGS- THE THINGS I LEARN FROM THEN TO HERE MAKE ME MAD.

“WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE FARMER AND MY RAGGEDY SELF?” Liu Pei asks. He listens for an answer milking the question for martial content.

Kwan Kung says, “I’M A MAN WHO DRINKS BUT NEVER GETS DRUNK . YOU’RE THE FIRST MEN I’D BE HAPPY TO GET DRUNK WITH.”

Jiang Fei says, “LET’S GO TO MY PLACE. IT’S QUIET THERE. THE PEACHES ARE RIPE. LET’S GO THERE AND DRINK IN THE BREEZE OF SWEETENING PEACHES AND SONG OF MATING BIRDS.”

FCC

LET US NOW PRAISE FAMOUS MEN: WOOD MOY

(photo by Nancy Wong, 1981)

by Frank Chin

Wood has me to dinner and asks me if I have read The Water Margin, when I have not. Like everyone else, I have heard and can’t figure out what The Water Margin is. He’s the only yellow actor to ask about where the Yellow River slows to maze of slow moving smelly marsh of rot and fat and the hideout of the 108 outlaws who displaced the cowardly emperor in the people protected by the outlaws, in Shantung Province.

I read the cartoons of Chinese comic books POW! And ARRRRRGGH! Water Margin and three translations and from the Shapiro trans of Outlaws of the Marsh published by the Chinese Foreign Languages Press- verified by children’s stories. [CONT'D]

LA Times Articles by Frank Chin

The following articles (and links) by Frank Chin come from the LA Times. Enjoy:

Hwang's Chinese

November 06, 1988

David Henry Hwang is the writerly equivalent of Charlie Chan's Number One Son and Gunga Din ("Hwang's Metamorphosis," by Sylvie Drake, Oct. 30).

The China and Chinese America he writes of in "F.O.B.," "Dance and the Railroad" and "M. Butterfly" are the products of a white racist imagination, not any encounter with the facts or the reality of the warriors whose names and lives he forces into the white racist stereotype of a Chinese culture.

He should not be surprised at the popularity of "M. Butterfly." It's Charlie Chan as the whites originally conceived him. The good Chinese man, the best Chinese man, the manliest Chinese man is an effeminate homosexual.

Hwang always wrote like a white about the Chinese, freely faking it to create racist effects. I, for one, am overjoyed that he at last is giving up playing Joe Papp's Number One Son and writing about "just anybody."

Please, David, now that you have declared yourself white, stay white, write white about whites and get out of town.

FRANK CHIN
Los Angeles

Charlie Chan's Number None Son
January 22, 1989

You had to go out and find Charlie Chan's Number None Son to review my Chinaman work (Douglas Sun reviewing "The Chinaman Pacific & Fresco R.R. Co.") (Book Review, Jan. 1). You'd probably get Gunga Din to review "Gandhi."

Your grad student, George (sic) Sun, writes as if he's grading my paper for Northrup (sic) Frye's junior high English class.

Supposedly Sun is a Chinese-American. Supposedly he is knowledgeable in the literary universe of the Chinese-American literary sensibility, but lo! all his literary touchstones are white! He doesn't know Chinese when he reads it.

In my work, the universals of the civilization founded on religion--Christendom--work with and against the universals of the civilization founded on history--Confuciandom. In Confuciandom, neither tragedy nor autobiography are literary forms. Tragedy and autobiography can only exist in a religious civilization, because they are religious forms. I play with them, but I don't write them. Against the mannerism of autobiography and tragedy and all that Western mysticism that has faked Asia and my history, I play with the universals of the Confucian ethic of private revenge and the ethic of collective revenge on which kingdoms rise and fall and nations come and go, known as the Confucian mandate of heaven.

The Chinese-American fiction Sun prefers seeks only white approval and acceptance; mine is more Chinese and literary in its intent. Like Kwan, the god of fighters and writers, and Monkey, I try to make the difference between the real and the fake.

FRANK CHIN
LOS ANGELES

The Big Mix
February 19, 1989

I was saddened and not surprised to learn Mako has resigned as artistic director of the theater he founded and ran while my kids were born, marriages came and went, the kids graduated high school, college and grad school, went into careers, fell in love and face marriages of their own (Victor Valle's stage article).

Mako stayed with East-West Players and turned down more work than he accepted to pursue content and art in Asian-American theater. There isn't an Asian-American actor or writer of the last 25 years who hasn't grabbed Mako's goodies and run, some to better things, some to nothing. Now seems a good time to thank the man for what he's done and the help he's been.

FRANK CHIN
Los Angeles

'Ornamental Orientals'
December 15, 1991

Carolyn See's investment in the Christian stereotype of the Chinese as misogynist and morally despicable is personal and pathological (Nov. 3 interview with David Wong Louie, whose "Pangs of Love" won the Art Seidenbaum Award for best first fiction).

What she hears from her ornamental Orientals is not any silence being broken, not any Chinese stories being told, but the noise of the same old Pearl Buck, Fu Manchu, Charlie Chan.

She can hear the stories, or read them, or play with them, simply by walking into a Chinatown bookstore--as can any Chinaman who wonders if white people really teach their children sexual roles with "Cinderella," which in some early German versions is the story of a bisexual who does things with three bears, by checking the book out of the library.

Louie deserves whatever awards he gets on his own merits, not because of the company or the enemies See chooses for him. Louie has not fabricated texts of despicable Chinese morality like Maxine Kingston, Amy Tan and Gus Lee; he has not appropriated the names of the heroes or heroines of Chinese fairy tales and children's stories and stuck them onto the white stereotype of Chinese. Nor has he used Chinese fairy tales and stories to inform the intelligence driving his stories.

He neither rides in my gang, nor invites me to choose him out. It's Carolyn See, the demagogue-messiah maker, who saddles him with the Christian stereotypists.

FRANK CHIN
LOS ANGELES