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Last month in Saigon, I hung out with my friend of 40-years, Giang. We were freshmen together at Andrew Hill High School in San Jose, then I had to move to Virginia to escape my psychotic stepmother. A screaming machine, she’s still daily enraged, I’m sure. A horrible marriage will do that.

In the late 70’s, San Jose was like today’s Fresno, with nothing slicked up about it. There were no Cisco, eBay, PayPal, Adobe, Yahoo! and Google, etc. With Oracle, Apple and Atari newly born, it was still a minor league city, dotted with fruit orchards. There were no giant, futuristic corporate headquarters. The Sharks hadn’t surfaced and the 49ers were still wind-blown in Candlestick.

Jerry Yang, the founder of Yahoo!, went to Andrew Hill, but it was actually a day asylum for poor kids, with more than half of them immigrants or children of immigrants. Our principal was a mustachioed Mr. Jaimez. With my judo background, I outwrestled a bigger Mexican in gym class, to everyone’s delight, but a very muscular black decided to nearly drown me in the swimming pool, just for the hell of it. He finally let me surface when I clawed some DNA from his chest.

In the library, there was an oil portrait of Andrew Hill, but I still don’t know who he is. It’s probably taken down, for as a white man, Hill had to be a racist, misogynist, animal abuser, resource glutton and world-class polluter. Unlike us people of color, he had no rights to park his bulbous white ass on beautiful California, built and maintained to this day by brown and yellow coolies. Suffering endless lashes from sneering white masters, their screams pierce your heart, even if you’re white.

The Golden State is meant for the Golden Horde, entiende? so Mexicans, too, should keep moving inland. Whites who balk at this manifest destiny will be sent to the worst reeducation camp ever, UC Berkeley. As for Hill’s bones, they must be dug up and tossed into Half Moon Bay.

Within days after I left, Giang called to say he had persuaded his dad to let me move into their household. We had lived on the same street, Locke Drive, a cul-de-sac opening onto the vast city dump, with its attendant funk and seagulls. I thanked Giang but declined, then we gradually lost touch. Before the internet, it was expensive and inconvenient to communicate long distance. Eastridge Mall, school lunch burritos, cholos, Ben Davis pants and California itself faded into nothingness.

When Giang sent me a basketball for my birthday a decade later, I barely remembered the guy, but then my life was a mess. I could barely focus on what was right in front of me, an older woman, a feverish grappling with Catholicism, my cold shell of an apartment, a sweet and confused cocktease, my delirious end as a radio host, a botched novel, rushed, desperate paintings, a sudden fondness for Southern Comfort and the realization that I was already a joke, and not even a funny one. It’s not easy to become an adult. I had just turned 22.

Giang married a Vietnamese-American girl he first spotted in his college library. She, too, was a virgin, but much quieter, and more observant than Giang. He got his business degree, became a salesman, rose up the ranks, bought expensive gifts for his wife and three Bay Area houses. She made decent money as a nurse. They had two sons.

On business trips to Japan, South Korea or Singapore, etc., Giang stayed in his hotel room when not meeting clients, for he couldn’t enjoy himself without his wife and kids, he told me.

Giang’s obsessiveness and occasional bombast must have grated on his family, however, but this wasn’t really an issue until he was laid off during the 2008 economic downturn. Giang stayed unemployed for more than two years. Home nearly all the time, Giang’s increasing crankiness made him insufferable. His wife’s contempt hardened. They divorced.

With all his efforts at reconciliation fruitless, his kids not talking to him, two of his houses gone and still jobless, Giang drove to BestBuy to buy a rope, researched online on how to tie the right knot, then emailed a laconic goodbye to a handful of people. Before my mildly overweight friend could dangle, however, his brother rushed over to prevent his descension into an even deeper hell.

Gradually letting go of his ex, Giang dated five women in the next two years or so, all Vietnamese-Americans roughly his age, with three of them divorcees. I met two of Giang’s girlfriends. Seeing my buddy’s chaotic love life, I had to sound off, “You can’t just keep fucking them then dumping them, man. That’s not right.” He grinned guiltily.

Living within a 20-minute drive of his parents, Giang saw them three or four times a week, and at least half of his San Jose friends were Vietnamese-Americans. Despite this, his Vietnamese is weaker than mine, because, well, he’s not preoccupied with words, but this doesn’t explain why he never returned to Vietnam until 2012, much later than me.

Frankly, I’m more Vietnamese yet more American than he is, not that he cares. When Giang visited me in Philly, I took him to the Liberty Bell, but he had no idea what it was about, and didn’t even know that the American Revolutionary War was against the British. He retained even less from Andrew Hill than I did.

As a refugee from Communism, Giang identifies with the Republicans, because he thinks they stand for freedom and democracy, and Trump really turns him on, because the guy’s a wheeler and dealer, so must be the right choice, supposedly, to fix America’s broken economy. Trump will also get America “back” on the moon within the next five years, as promised.


Betrayal corrodes the soul. Tired of it, Giang found his new wife online. A Saigon businesswoman, Mong owned an import, export company and raked in at least $5,000 a month, so she’s not a desperate gold digger, Giang reasoned. Never married at 35, she’s still trim, pretty and 17 years younger than him. The gap was a bit much, but hey, Giang had obvious leverage as a Vietnamese-American. Each man grabs what he can. The Donald is 24-years older than Melania, and she’s merely his official lay.

Giang flew back to Vietnam, and they hit it off immediately in person, right at the arrival gates. Moments later, he was in her bedroom, and it was almost supernatural how comfortable and familiar everything was. After nearly a day airborne, he couldn’t experience a softer landing.

Giang visited her well-organized office, met her employees then flew with her to Binh Dinh, her home province, to be introduced to her family. Mong’s parents had been married for nearly four decades, a great sign, and her mom doted on her dad. Her brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles were all sweet and candid, and he even hit it off with everyone’s children. It was like he had always belonged to this family.

Coincidentally, Giang’s father is also from Binh Dinh, so this must be fate, he thought. Giang had spent all his life across the globe only to be wedded, finally, to his ancestral province, with its unique dishes and sweet, resonant accent, though outsiders tend to find it either too coarse or coy.

Reassured, Giang went ahead with the wedding, for which he spent lavishly. Three hundred guests were invited. As soon as the paperwork was out of the way, Mong could join him in California, but there was a slight twist to this. Having made several trips to Vietnam in recent years, Giang became comfortable enough with the country to entertain the idea of moving there. With some trepidation, he told his wife about this possibility, but she didn’t flinch, “Fine, we can live wherever.” Of course, he’ll give her a grand tour of the mythical USA. They had already traveled to Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia and South Korea for their honeymoon. When Giang gushed about Seoul or Singapore, Mong would say, “I can’t even imagine New York, Los Angeles or San Francisco.”

Back in San Jose, Giang waited for his wife to join him, but the day before her departure, a slew of emails from an unknown blew up everything. Attached to each were photos or videos of Mong with another man. They sing karaoke, lounge by a pool, attend a party, embrace or kiss. In one photo, she’s naked and sleeping in bed as this man smiles at the camera. In a video, she pulls her panties down so he can rub lotion on her ass. In many of the images, Giang could clearly see the wedding ring he had given her.

This dramatic turn I heard from Giang as we sat in 4P’s, an upscale Vietnamese chain founded by a Japanese expat. We drank Tiger beer and had two ricotta cheese, Parma ham wraps, a pizza with Japanese ginger pork and a plate of carbonara with camembert and seaweed. Each time we get together, it’s Giang’s treat. At a nearby table, a headphone-wearing Vietnamese boy of about 13 spoke loudly in English. Annoyed, people turned their heads.

In Saigon, you can’t walk a block without seeing an English language school, and sometimes several, with each showing a smiling white teacher on their poster. Toddlers are given English nickname, from Johnny to Pepsi, and spoken to in broken, pidgin English by their parents, for they must become an English-speaking “global citizen” and “leader,” as advertised at the language academies.

Sharing the 6th floor with 4P’s was California Centuryon, a gaudy, expensive gym. We were on top of Saigon Centre, a chic, busy downtown mall with lots of good eating. After his sad confession, Giang was still in good spirit, but the guy is always “goofy,” as we used to say in South Philly. Even wearing a noose, Giang was likely grinning.

“So she had a little fling before flying over. It’s like a bachelorette party!” I laughed.

“No, no, man, this went on for a year!”

“A year?! So who is this guy?”

“Her old boyfriend, and her employee! He’s her manager.”

“He really planned this out, didn’t he? How old is the guy?”

“Around 40. Just look at him,” Giang pulled up a photo on his phone. “He’s ugly.”

“Oh come on, man. He’s younger than you, tall, without a beer belly. He’s actually pretty good looking!”

“Fuck your mother!”

“So what did she say?

“She said she was pressured.”

“Bullshit! She wanted to get some good sex in before she ended up with you!” I laughed.

“Fuck your mother!”

We were speaking in Vietnamese, by the way, though sometimes Giang would switch to English, or intersperse English words into his sentences. There were four young ladies at the next table, so we had to keep our conversation somewhat hushed. A waitress brought a birthday cake to the English speaking brat. The twelve people at his table clapped, then sang “Happy Birthday to You.”

“Look at this,” he turned over his left forearm. There was a long tattoo, “MONG LOVES GIANG.”

“What the fuck! When did you do that?”

“Right after she got hers. She did it in India, while on a business trip, and she sent me the image.”

“And you were moved?”


“What are you, a fuckin’ teenager?!”

My friend grinned.

“So now you’re back together?”

“Yeah, but every two or three days, we’d fight, because I would bring up those images. I can’t forget. Even when we have sex, I’m thinking, She’s being screwed by the other guy!”

“So you shouldn’t be with her. She’s just using you, man, as a plane ticket.”

“But she’s so sweet, and she takes great care of me. I’ll be old soon.”

“And she’ll be gone, man!”

“Fifty-seven of my relatives went to my wedding. None is talking to me. They think I’m an idiot. Even some of her relatives think I’m an idiot.”


Sometimes, the consensus view is actually correct. By the end of the night, Giang decided he would divorce her, but stay in Saigon. When we met a week later, however, Giang said his wife was pregnant. “I’m still leaving her, but I’ll take care of my kid.”

“For at least twenty years.”

“I’ll do that.”

We talked about this new complication, then I realized, “She’s not pregnant, dude.”

“She’s definitely pregnant! We went to the doctor.”

“This is Vietnam! Anybody can be paid to say anything.”

“I saw the ultrasound.”

“How do you know it’s hers?”

“Maybe you’re right. It did seem a bit weird. She went into that office by herself and came out only two minutes later. Man, I feel much lighter now!”

Mong, then, won’t soon land in California. Driven and successful, she put off marriage because she didn’t want to stay in Vietnam. She was much better than that. She deserved to kick back in Santa Monica, at least, or maybe even Malibu. To drive down Route 1, she was even willing to sleep each night with someone she found disgusting.

Yesterday, Giang skyped me. He’d just moved into a Saigon high-rise. For $500 a month, he has a nicely appointed, fairly spacious apartment overlooking the city. “In San Francisco, this would cost me $3,600!” Cheerful as ever, Giang, too, won’t soon fly to California.

Chinese money has inflated real estate prices up and down the state. More than a trillion in debt to China, the US can neatly pay this off by handing over San Francisco, homeless shit and all, and they can have Oakland too. Take it or leave it.

Linh Dinh’s latest book is Postcards from the End of America. He maintains a regularly updated photo blog.

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  1. Biff says:

    In many of the images, Giang could clearly see the wedding ring he had given her.

    That’s when the bell rings and the feeling of a fool is upon you.
    Like you’ve been bucked off a horse; just get up; dust yourself off, and walk it on down the road.

  2. Anonymous[425] • Disclaimer says: • Website

    There was a Vietnamese kid in our class in the late 70s. He was one of those Boat People refugees. Kids picked on him, and he used to say “Your mama bolo”. Kids didn’t know what ‘bolo’ meant, so they asked a bilingual Vietnamese teacher what ‘bolo’ meant, and the teacher twacked the Vietnamese kid on the head, shouting in Vietnamese. And then he told the kids, “Bolo bad word. It mean ‘shit’.”

  3. Dumbo says:

    A whore is always a whore.

    California is now the #1 destination for gold-diggers, scammers and fraudsters.

    Also the preferred place for homeless people, of course.

    In S.F. you pay $4600 for a two-bedroom apartment (average price) and still have to dodge (human) excrement on the streets.

    California is a disaster. But it still has a brand name, so people still buy it, I guess.

  4. anon[396] • Disclaimer says:

    What the hell is it with tattoos these days? Younger cops are all tatted up like gang-bangers. Younger nurses at the Emergency Room look like whores; the hospital had to drop the policy of not having tattoos visible, or they couldn’t get employees. Fundamentalist street preachers railing against sex and booze have tattoos!

  5. @anon

    I recently saw a group of twenty-somethings playing volleyball on a Florida beach, and the remarkable thing made obvious by the skimpy bikinis and shorts was not a single tat visible to the eyes. Could it be we’ve turned a corner?

    • Replies: @G. Poulin
  6. So, Linh, who’s the chick in the pic? She doesn’t seem to fit any of the descriptions in the story.

    • Replies: @Fred C Dobbs
    , @Linh Dinh
  7. G. Poulin says:
    @The Alarmist

    Maybe the chicks in the bikinis were Amish.

  8. @The Alarmist

    That, my friend, is your typical South Bay woman. California actually has 3 “South Bays” – Linh’s San Jose, LA’s Manhattan/Redondo/Hermosa/Torrance, and San Diego (Chula Vista). The latter is decidedly more downscale. But there are thousands like her in the first two…..all with the same hard look. In fact they are all over the more upscale parts of coastal California……

    I should know. I live in Orange County.

    • Replies: @turtle
    , @Biff
    , @JohnnyWalker123
  9. SLM says:

    I’m old. I remember when you had to go the carnival and pay money to see a tatooed lady.

    • LOL: eah, Iris, Maowasayali
  10. Linh Dinh says: • Website
    @The Alarmist

    Hi Alarmist,

    Which chick? I was at chichi Santana Row, just taking photos of random people.


    • Replies: @The Alarmist
    , @Richard B
  11. In the library, there was an oil portrait of Andrew Hill, but I still don’t know who he is.

    Maybe this fellow?

    • Replies: @Linh Dinh
  12. turtle says:
    @Fred C Dobbs

    AKA Lady Marmalade.
    For sale to the highest bidder.

    Saludos desde el condado de Riverside.

    • Agree: Rabbitnexus
    • Replies: @Rabbitnexus
  13. Linh Dinh says: • Website

    Naw, man, Hill was a genocidal proto-Nazi who murdered six million people of color, transgenders and Jews, mostly Jews, by gassing them to death with his white supremacist farts. You can’t fool me with no Wikipedia whitewashing!

    • LOL: Dan Hayes
  14. @turtle

    Just to clarify I agree with the choice example.

    • Replies: @Jeff Stryker
  15. Franz says:

    More than a trillion in debt to China, the US can neatly pay this off by handing over San Francisco,

    The Japanese made a similar offer in the 1980s.

    Said if the USA could not pay it’s debt to Japan during the Late Reagan Years, they’d be happy to accept all of Hawaii and half of California in trade.

    I can’t believe the price of either has gone up enough for any foreign lender to accept much less.

  16. @Rabbitnexus

    If I had to guess, I would make her for some Venezuelan trophy wife who met some oil exec down there and married quickly to become a trophy wife. Mostly Spanish with a dash of Indian blood from the middle-classes. She broke up the marriage of the Anglo oil company worker from California and he remarried her. She made him feel young at age fifty. But her own loins sought the penetration of Latino pool boys and clubbers. Her Anglo husband divorced her and the judged forced him to pay a generous alimony and child support. She hits the cougar bars and buys all the Ladies drinks. She is about forty but works hard to maintain a teenager’s body. She lives in a condo or prefab house in a drab neighborhood with their son, now in his early teens. She also uses a little cocaine when she has drunk enough, a holdover from her South American student days. She is not a native born Chola. She lacks the tattoos.

    My own brother moved to Orange County. For years his rhapsodized about the place. How California had an economy larger than Great Britain. His wife was a typical So-Cal mix; her father was a Swedish American from the Bakersfield Swedish community and her mother was Japanese-American. He waxed poetic about the ocean, the scenery.

    Then his daughter was born. By then, California was becoming a Cholo state. He could not afford to send his daughter to a private school although he was an urban planner by trade. The idea of her attending a school with Cholos was too much, so he moved back East.

    • Replies: @Fred C Dobbs
    , @ricpic
  17. @Linh Dinh

    Explains why she doesn’t look so thrilled. It looks, actually, a bit like a Mona Lisa smile.

  18. Biff says:
    @Fred C Dobbs

    That, my friend, is your typical South Bay woman.

    I’m sure you’re referring to the bird with the yellow purse. That’s the stuff.

    • Replies: @Jeff Stryker
  19. @Biff

    You’re confusing the typical English definition of a fit bird with those in California.

  20. Antiwar7 says:

    An excellent story, told well. Decameron level.

    • Agree: Colin Wright
  21. unit472 says:

    A man’s brain is no match for his genitalia. Women definitely have higher sexual intelligence. Look at Jeffrey Epstein. Why on earth play with fire? Biologically the difference between a 15 or 16 year old female and the 18 or 19 year old one is a distinction without a difference. Socially, the 18 or 19 year old will be a lot more mature and capable of semi adult conversation and very adult sexuality. So Hugh Hefner gets to lead his Playboy lifestyle into his 90’s and dies in his mansion not in a squalid jail cell.

    At the less exalted level of the mating game men still have it made if they don’t get stupid ( or legally married). Marriage or a child is a lien on your income and assets. If you have any money poorer women are happy to trade sex for access to it. Life is tough for most single people these days so all you need to attract women is to own a house and not be in debt.

  22. Alvin says:

    “Eastridge Mall, school lunch burritos, cholos, Ben Davis pants and California itself faded into nothingness.”

    Brings back memories of when I grew up in the Berryessa area of San Jose in the 80s and a student at Independence High. My style of choice was Dickies and Members Only jacket but no Ben Davis. In San Jose, you dressed up for school. In the more affluent white areas of Silicon Valley, the kids wear shorts and t-shirts. Eastridge, haha. What about the Flea Market?

    Downtown San Jose was crummy back then, and I think Santana Row (and Valley Fair mall across the street) are the only reasons to visit San Jose today. The new mayor is a clown.

    We used to have strong football and basketball teams back then at Independence, but now the school is almost exclusively asian and hispanic – the whites and relatively few blacks in my day are gone – so the teams have suffered. We had a few cops and a day care center on campus for the student moms. Can’t imagine it’s much better now.

  23. @Jeff Stryker

    That scenario is about as plausible as anyone can come up with. The specifics may differ a bit in reality, but the general theme is 100% spot on.

    I’m curious – where did your brother live? About half of OC is now fully cholo. Perhaps a quarter is solidly in the domain of our Santana Row MILF above (you could switch out Santana Row with Irvine Spectrum and not miss a beat…….)

    …….but there still remains about a quarter – though dwindling – that is “relatively” affordable… OC standards…..and whose schools are at least decent……parts of Fullerton, Orange, Huntington Beach, Tustin, a few parts of South County…..

    • Replies: @Jeff Stryker
  24. Jim McMahon, quarterback of the Chicago Bears during their best years went to Andrew Hill.

    • Replies: @Linh Dinh
  25. Andrew P. Hill
    From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

    Painting by Hill of Mission Santa Clara de Asis

    Andrew Putnam Hill (1853–1922) was a Californian painter and photographer best known for successfully leading an effort from 1899 to 1902 to save a forest of large redwoods in Big Basin, California, as a public park, the first in what became the California State Park System.

    Life and career

    Hill was the only child of Elijah and Jane Hill, both of whom were descended from early American settlers.[1] Born on August 9, 1853, in Porter County, Indiana, he came to California with his uncle when he was fourteen; his father had come West shortly before Andrew’s birth but died of exhaustion and exposure after surviving an Indian attack.[2] Although a Protestant, he studied for two years at the Catholic Santa Clara College, (now Santa Clara University) in Santa Clara: one year at high-school level and one at college freshman level.[1][2] Forced by lack of funds to leave, he worked as a draftsman,[2] then entered the California School of Design in San Francisco (now the San Francisco Art Institute) in 1875.[1]

    In 1876 he opened a portrait painting business in San Jose with Louis Lussier, continuing solo after Lussier’s death in 1882.[1] In 1889, he opened the Hill and Franklin Photography Studio and Art Gallery with J. C. Franklin.[3] When Franklin left a year later, he partnered with his mother-in-law, Laura Broughton Watkins, as the Hill and Watkins Photographers Studio.[4] For three years they were joined by Sidney Yard. In the earthquake of 1906, Hill’s studio and the works there were destroyed, as was his painting The Murphy Party, which hung in the historical room of the California Pioneers Association in San Francisco and depicted the first settlers crossing Sunset Pass.[1][4] He then turned to absentee management of a goldmine in Calaveras County, with little success, but continued to paint and photograph out of his home.[4]

    Hill married Florence Maria Watkins of Santa Clara in April 1883. They had three sons, the first of whom died in infancy.[1] Hill died in 1922.

  26. Linh Dinh says: • Website
    @Mike Zwick

    Hi Mike,

    When I was at Andrew Hill, the star on the football team was George Achica, a 6-5 Samoan. He then played for USC and was drafted in the third round, but played only four games in the NFL.

    In 2013, I met a homeless man on Broadway in Los Angeles who turned out to be Eric Hurt. A star at San Jose State, he too played in just four NFL games, before getting, uh, hurt and was done. He carried a photo of himself with the Dallas Cowboys to prove he had been an NFL player.

    A defensive back, Hurt only played on special team. He returned four kicks for a total of 71 yards.


  27. Linh Dinh says: • Website

    Hi all,

    Jerry Yang did not go to Andrew Hill, as mistakenly stated in the article, but Piedmont Hills. My confusion comes from the fact that my brother went to Piedmont Hills at the same time as Yang. He mentioned this to me a couple of times, so I wrongly concluded they were both at Andrew Hill.

    Sorry abou that,


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    , @Hacienda
  28. @anon

    Why is this popular? It’s been promoted by the mainstream media.
    To me large tattoos are akin to self mutilation. It doesn’t make sense to me. From a distance they look like scars. Maybe getting tattooed gives these folks a greater sense of what passes for self esteem these days.

    • Replies: @animalogic
  29. Giang dated five women in the next two years or so, all Vietnamese-Americans roughly his age, with three of them divorcees. I met two of Giang’s girlfriends. Seeing my buddy’s chaotic love life, I had to sound off, “You can’t just keep fucking them then dumping them, man. That’s not right.”

    Why is that not right? 5 women in two years is nothing after a divorce. 10 or 12 in a couple of years is normal. Women aren’t angels, either, Linh. They aren’t interested in Sir Glahad, either, not American chicks in the DC region, anyway. We’re all sluts and the women get 50% of the credit. What’s not right about it?

    • Disagree: RadicalCenter
  30. @Fred C Dobbs


    My brother lived in Yorba Linda. At one time, it was mostly white and East Asian, or some combination of the two.

    His wife’s father belonged to a substantial community of Swedes who lived in Bakersfield. One part of Bakersfield was heavily Swedish-American but I don’t know if it still is. His wife’s mother was Japanese-American.

    When I first visited Yorba Linda in the nineties, it was not heavily Hispanic. They called it the Orange Curtain back then.

    He moved back East a few years ago, claiming the public schools were awful and he could not afford-and he made a good salary-a private school.

    • Replies: @turtle
  31. @Dumbo

    California is now the #1 destination for gold-diggers, scammers and fraudsters.

    Ever heard of the California Gold Rush? CA has always been the #1 destination for gold-diggers, scammers and fraudsters, since the day we took it from the Mexicans after the Mexican-American war ended in February 1848. A month later, gold discovery was confirmed and 300,000 hard scrapping gold diggers quickly found their way there. It’s why they call it the Golden State.

    • Replies: @Neuday
  32. Not sure what the point of this story is, but I hope more Vietnamese and other Asians find their way back like this Giang guy. Go develop their homeland.

  33. Proves these kinds of dramas have no boundaries based on race, nationality, gender, etc.

    Giang is an idiot but he was also a type of “gold-digger” himself, as he did not even know this woman. He meets her online and flies thousands of miles to meet her in person; jumps in bed after an hour of meeting her (no doubt without any protection) and then marries her as he put her upon a pedestal; without any real care of WHO she really is. He just sees a younger, pretty woman – doesn’t care to know anything else about her. He is also a “whore” because he was seeking a woman who would care for him in his older age.

    This is straight out of Western play books as well.

    Giang was using Mong just as much as Mong was using him.

    • Agree: TKK
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  34. @Linh Dinh

    his white supremacist farts

    I’ll wager there’s a purple hair or two raging against such things right now on Twitter.

  35. Partic says:

    A bulbous rear end seems awful painful.
    While a bulbous ass hints of something too horrible to contemplate, or too enjoyable to admit

  36. And here I thought my life was the pits… People suck.. almost all of them…

  37. Toy says:

    You gotta be a real spineless cuck to get cheated on. Every single time I see it the guy is a weak beta–the type who thinks a good relationship comprises a cooking list of lavish gifts and servile sentiments without ever once adding that secret ingredient of being an asshole. If you’re not regularly fighting with your woman, then I bet you she’s banging another man.
    The problem with these spineless nice guys is that you can NEVER teach them different. No matter how often they get cheated on, no matter how often their wife disrespects them, no matter how much their daughter uses them, these clueless cucks absolutely NEVER figure it out that their ingratuating permissivness is the cause of their dumb&dumber domestic lives.
    I’ve seen it so often that I actually feel sorry for the cheating whore involved. If you can bang a taken woman, you absolutely should–do ger a favour. Her cucksband deserves it.

    • Replies: @Biff
    , @anon
  38. mcohen says:

    “As for Hill’s bones, they must be dug up and tossed into Half Moon Bay”

    Go easy there linh…… The hill’s are alive with the sound of music

  39. Paul says:

    I grew up in California when it was the place everybody wanted to live. After World War II, former military servicemembers who had been stationed there during the war decided they should be living in California. They moved there. It seemed as if it lacked for nothing that there was to like. However, foreign immigration (immigrants want to live in California as well) with which the state is unable to cope, has made a mess of the once Golden State. Nobody seems to have a viable plan for its recovery. The place appears forever gone.

    • Replies: @Noman
  40. Biff says:

    How often do you change the air in your wife(blow up doll)?

    • LOL: JudgeSmails
    • Replies: @Toy
  41. @2stateshmustate

    Tattoos don’t look to good from a distance in time either. 20 – 30 years & a tattoo tends to look like a colour mess or like you need seriously strong glasses.
    As to self esteem – yes, if the meaning of self esteem is vanity.
    Prior to the late 80’s tattoos tended to be reserved for those who lived an identifiable sub culture life: motor bike gangs, navy guys, professional criminals,
    etc. Tattoos to that degree had some meaning. Now, of course, they are just another bit of “lifestyle” consumption wank.

    • Replies: @Anonymous
  42. “…will be sent to the worst reeducation camp ever, UC Berkeley.”

    This has been a popular cliche for decades. Most of the black-clad Antifa types that showed up for the outdoor battles in Berkeley a couple of years ago did not even ever attend UC-Berkeley, which is a popular staging ground for assorted agitators from outside. Students are not necessarily”sent” there but must apply, enroll, and pay.

    Though many large American universities still maintain departments in Political Studies, English Literature, Philosophy, History, Sociology, and Journalism, the fact is that contemporary “political correctness”, which tends to be a prevalent sentiment among students of these fields, is completely incompatible with knowledge derived from the core sciences, foremost Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry. Regarding the latter, Shanghai Ranking has assessed UC-Berkeley to be the best university in the world in its most recent ranking for this important domain:

    Here are their top ten: “1. UC-Berkeley, 2. Stanford, 3. Princeton, 4. Harvard, 5. MIT, 6. Cal-Tech, 7. Cambridge, 8. Tokyo, 9. ETH-Zurich, 10. UCLA”. More are cited at the link below:

    Academic Ranking of World Universities in Natural Sciences and Mathematics – 2016

    “…so she’s not a desperate gold digger…”

    Women are predators too and have evolved to appear as a trinity before potential targets:

    1. – Flesh-Flasher
    2. – Seed-Snatcher
    3. – Gold-Digger

    A successful heterosexual man is usually able to elude such female entrapment schemes.

    • Replies: @Fiat Lux
  43. Toy says:

    It’s never too late to be aborted.

  44. anon[299] • Disclaimer says:

    > Her cucksband

    Divine cuckoldry is celebrated in The West annually on the largest holiday, so it’s no real surprise.

    • Replies: @Toy
  45. JRedburn says:

    Your article can’t help but bring to mind the title of one of Bukowski’s books: Love Is A Dog From Hell.

  46. Walter says:

    It is not irresistible anymore. Everything is worse than it used to be. Many move away. The multitude of laws makes life illegal and mocks the idea of law itself…

    Ladies screw anybody they feel like screwing. Didn’t everybody know that? They usually keep their liaisons quiet… Don’t ask.

    Date first or second cousins if you want to be sure about their character. At least people of your class and kin…

    Listen to the people who know, usually your mother…. (I learned this lesson the hard way)

    • Replies: @YetAnotherAnon
  47. The photo accompanying this piece is perfection. The hateful California Scowl (not because of the camera either) of a vain, beautiful woman of indeterminate race, who could be anywhere from 25 to 40, likely dumb as a post if raised there, buying trendy shit, who wouldn’t look twice at you if you were on fire, and maybe look at you once if you were nestled in the cockpit of a supercar. Possible interest in you starts at 75K per year.

    I don’t miss it.

    • LOL: Bardon Kaldian
    • Replies: @Jeff Stryker
    , @danand
    , @JackOH
  48. Toy says:

    Oh yeh true.
    God the Chad cuckolded that craven little cuckold virgin joseph. And poor lil joseph did nothing about it hahahaha
    “But it’s ok joseph because God did it, don’t divorce your “virgin” wife”
    Then God laughs in heaven.
    “Raise my son joseph!”
    Only a jew would think up such a story.

  49. Anonymous[388] • Disclaimer says:

    As Jimmy Buffett said, “A tattoo is a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.”

    “Got a tattoo of a digital watch on my wrist. I regretted it literally one minute later.”

    When I see someone with a tattoo my opinion of them goes down significantly and automatically. I can think someone is intelligent and well-bred and then I see the tattoo and think they’ve just hid their white trash nature well. I once knew this beautiful women with a smoking-hot body who really liked me. One time when she wore a top exposing a small tattoo on her upper back/below her neck I immediately thought of her as trashy and ended my interest in her. I view any tattoo on a woman, no matter its location or size, as a tramp stamp.

    • Agree: follyofwar, Bill Jones, Pater
    • Replies: @follyofwar
  50. @Sick of Orcs


    I don’t think she is that hot. She is in her forties. Divorced. Probably South American. Mestizo with a small amount of Indian. Venezuelan, perhaps. She’s used a fair amount of cocaine and strong social drinker. She is the sort of higher-class Mestizo from outside Mexico who marries a wealthy Anglo-Saxon but whose unpleasant “Desperate Housewives” mindset comes out eventually.

    The degree to which thirsty males will pay to be with a woman in America is absurd once you have lived in Southeast Asia for awhile.

    • Agree: Sick of Orcs
    • Replies: @mcohen
    , @TKK
  51. @Biff

    Do they have country music in Vietnam? 🙂

    • Replies: @RadicalCenter
  52. @Linh Dinh

    Just thought of it: When you combine Jerry Yang with Andrew Hill you get Andrew Yang, my choice for POTUS.

  53. Mocking irreverence and sarcasm – har har. C J Hopkins does a better job as witty blunderer and moron – poking fun at the other side of the psyop. “You sir are a racist.”

  54. Hacienda says:
    @Linh Dinh

    Jerry Yang was the co-founder of Yahoo along with David Filo. Filo killed all the natives or moved them out to a crevice in the Rockies; created a settled zone for Yahoo. Yang did all the other stuff.

  55. @Anonymous

    My dad was a WWII Marine. He said one of his worst mistakes was getting a Marine Corp tattoo, with an anchor, on his forearm. But, unlike many WWII vets, he only had one. I served in the Army, but never had any desire to get one, perhaps listening to my father for once.

    I’ve read that a quickly growing industry is tattoo removal, which is expensive, quite painful, and may take several sessions to totally remove one. To those careless, fad-driven women who so mutilated their body, but now wish to reverse the damage, I hope they’ve learned a very costly, painful lesson, which they will relay to their children, if they have any.

    • Replies: @Bardon Kaldian
  56. @follyofwar

    To those careless, fad-driven women who so mutilated their body, but now wish to reverse the damage,

    Agreed, but …how can one, and not just one, reach such a level of stupidity?

    By the way, nose piercing & similar mutilations – except earrings for females, not males -is not better.

  57. Tsigantes says:

    What the hell is it with tattoos these days?

    They aspire to the Merchant Marine?

  58. What I see here is basically Walter Bagehot’s verdict on English novelist W.M. Thackeray: “…to prove that tenth-rate people were ever striving to be ninth-rate people“.

  59. Jim says:

    I can’t help it, Linh. I love your writing and many of the comments are a hoot.

    • Agree: Talha, Herald, Druid, bluedog
    • Replies: @fish
  60. @Dumbo

    “California is now the #1 destination for gold-diggers, scammers and fraudsters.”

    One of the two reasons why my cousin, LA born and raised, wants out. The other reason being that SoCal is becoming an extension of Mejico.

  61. Alfred says:

    I am at present in Moldova. Waiting for some formalities and then it is back to Ukraine. Looking for a wife. There is a lot to be said in favour of states that have been color revolutioned.

    The lady below has been writing to me. She is 25 and a model with a business degree. I am 69 – a lot older than Giang. I was thinking about it seriously until I watched her video. A tiny self-imposed defect.

    LadyX (100mb video)

    In any event, it is good to be old and careless. A classmate of mine at college in London passed away last year. Lots of obituaries. But I think he had a miserable life. Money is not everything.

    Walter Kwok, Hong Kong Developer Who Survived Kidnapping, Dies at 68 (NYT)

    • Replies: @TKK
  62. danand says:
    @Sick of Orcs

    “who wouldn’t look twice at you if you were on fire, and maybe look at you once if you were nestled in the cockpit of a supercar. Possible interest in you starts at 75K per year.”

    Sick of Orcs,

    It’s funny you would bring that up: last Sunday there was a Supercar show at Santana Row (where Lihn took his photo). There are smaller Supercar “get togethers” there most Saturdays early in the morning. And there’s at minimum a 1 missing at the front of “75K”.

    • Agree: Sick of Orcs
  63. A thoroughly enjoyable read, Mr. Dinh. You drew me right into Giang’s intimate life and wanting to tell him “Fuck your mother”.

  64. Richard B says:
    @Linh Dinh

    Hands down your funniest. Couldn’t stop laughing. Thanks!

  65. Moi says:

    Yeah, CA has become a something of a shithole, with the rest to nation to soon follow suit.

    • Replies: @Longfisher
  66. Anon[424] • Disclaimer says:

    If the woman in the photo is from San Jose she is a Josefina .

  67. Fiat Lux says:

    UC Berkeley has done more to damage Western Civilization than just about anything, unfortunately, its stench has now spread to UCLA and the rest of the once great system. Please explain how international students have a 66% acceptance rate when “white” students are accepted at a 22% clip? The vast majority of those 18,901 accepted from around the globe are Chinese nationals, try searching that term with “college cheating”, oh boy. First generation applicants are also given a bump up, first to go to college, first to speak English, first in the States are used as proxies to discriminate. Yet, the alumni, cite the hyped and ever changing college rankings, oblivious to the fact that their memory of Eureka, is a long rotten corpse.

    • Replies: @Been_there_done_that
  68. ricpic says:

    What did the 52 year old Giang have to offer the 35 year old Mong? I don’t get it.

    • Replies: @Noman
  69. ricpic says:
    @Jeff Stryker

    “…her own loins sought the penetration…”

    Great bodice ripper prose.

  70. During my years in the Marine Corps this Texan spent years in S. California.

    I never knew more plastic and inconsequential people in my life.

    Want to know folks of substance. Spend a weekend in Austin.

    • Replies: @gkruz
  71. @Moi

    Ummm, but perhaps for Austin, no gonna happen in Texas.

  72. Noman says:

    As soon as Mong gets her US citizenship, it’s time for divorce California style.

  73. Hey Linh,
    Another hilarious and insightful bit of commentary.

    I think the whole heterosexual dance condenses down to these generalizations:

    1) we (both men and women) like to have our junk played with, especially by the opposite sex, and

    2) we all like to fuck,

    HOWEVER, women are by far better strategists than men; they play the long game whereas men focus on the immediate goal of getting laid with no or minimal view of where the game may ultimately lead them.

    Regarding the shitholes of LA and SF:
    There is an apparent dichotomy in the way the homeless problems are playing out in the two shitholes of SF and LA versus San Diego. The feces and squalor are right out there for everybody to see in SF and LA but San Diego authorities have cleverly and unobtrusively herded vast numbers of the homeless folks to camps “down by the river”. A recent visit by a United Nations observer to the digs of the homeless “down by the river” resulted in her labeling them as rivaling or surpassing the inhuman living conditions in any third world, dysfunctional nation. Maybe LA and SF need to take some lessons in “squalor management” from the city government brain trust in SD.

    • Replies: @Sam Coulton
  74. iffen says:

    You are going to get fired.

    You should have at least insinuated that the manager had Jewish ancestry.

  75. mcohen says:
    @Jeff Stryker


    I thought the same thing.But then looked to the mother standing to the right in the doorway waiting and recalculated.

    Never judge a look by its cover.

  76. Noman says:

    The Spanish colonists, and before them the native Americans, probably felt the same way when a culturally incompatible group showed up.

    Thank goodness WW2 put a stop to Americans of Japanese descent owning large chunks of SoCal real estate.

    • Replies: @craig nelsen
  77. Northern California, adorned with vast public lands, agriculture, is a state within itself, her Citizens smart enough to allow the blanket references to Bad Ol California to resonate,a form of growth control so important to those that understand we often destroy what we promote.

    CLAP! California League Against “ Progress”!
    Don’t move to California!!!!!

  78. TKK says:

    I watched a similar drama on the island of Koh Chang- Thailand.

    These old Western fools would prance around with these ruthless Thai women. You could look in their eyes and see the lack of mercy. Some may have been lady boys. Trannies.

    One “couple” bought a condo near where I was staying. He looked ridiculous, smug and rude to the polite American women, cocky to the local Thai men.

    The white man had to leave for some reason . Within one hour of his departure, the Thai woman’s real Thai husband and whole family rolled in.

    They all partied for a week- in Western man house.

    They rolled out moments before he came back. One thing that always stood out was the back slapping, smiling shop owners and cafe owners never told him, never let on they had been in his home, never let on he was being chumped on a colossal level.

    A fool and his money are soon parted.

  79. TKK says:

    Why sign up to be used?

    No 25 year old “model” wants a 69 year old for anything other than to move cash from his pocket to hers.

    If she was quality, she would already be married in Ukraine.

    Money is not everything- but you have to hold on to it to live, eat and stay dry.

    Get hooked up with a ruthless greedy wh*re and you could end up in dire straits.

    • Replies: @Alfred
  80. Anon[319] • Disclaimer says:

    For some reason, I’m very attracted to the woman in the photo.

  81. Republic says:

    That woman might be from Armenia or Armenian-American

  82. JackOH says:
    @Sick of Orcs

    “The hateful California Scowl (not because of the camera either) of a vain, beautiful woman of indeterminate race, who could be anywhere from 25 to 40, likely dumb as a post if raised there, buying trendy shit, who wouldn’t look twice at you if you were on fire, and maybe look at you once if you were nestled in the cockpit of a supercar.”

    LOL, SoO! You pretty much nailed the description of some Italian-, Sicilian-, and Lebanese-American hot ‘n’ hard babes in my area. One even boasted in a locally published newspaper interview that she’d been treated like a Mafia princess by her Dad, who was indeed a gangster recently imprisoned. Oh, the glory days when Gina Lotsapizza traded on her family loyalty and her marriageability to Mr. Right to get the attention she deserved.

    They stick with their own. A university instructor I know, an ex-pat from Venice, hit it. They’re women of the 19th century, still stuck in the village their great-grandparents hailed from.

    • Replies: @Sick of Orcs
  83. @Tired of Not Winning

    The point of the story is always the same with Lin Dim: Somewhere else is always better than the US, but somewhere else should always come to the US anyway just to fuck it up more and then complain about it.

    • Disagree: YetAnotherAnon
  84. Linh Dinh says: • Website

    Hi all,

    Here is a poem I wrote about my life in late 1985, when I received Giang’s basketball.

    I actually got paid more than a grand for this poem, and the most I ever got for a single reading was $7,500, by the Lanan Foundation in Santa Fe. To keep these goodies coming, however, one has to toe the line and sidestep so much.


  85. TKK says:
    @Jeff Stryker

    The degree to which thirsty males will pay to be with a woman in America is absurd once you have lived in Southeast Asia for awhile.

    SE Asian women are *more* greedy- the whole family gets in on the decision. Indeed, they don’t hide their rapacious interest in a man’s finances. Why do you misrepresent reality so often? Indeed, if you are in a blissful union with a SE Asian goddess, why waste so much f*cking time on this site?

    You know nothing about this random chick- who gives a f*ck? It was 16 years ago. You are writing diatribes with confidence and certainty on the photo of a random who is too heavy to even pass through the door of a “talent” agency.

    • Replies: @Sam Coulton
  86. You pretty much nailed the description of some Italian-, Sicilian-, and Lebanese-American hot ‘n’ hard babes in my area.

    It must be some new behavioural style. It’s spreading everywhere. It’s like a combination of a model on the piste with hard feminist attitude, and even among those who are not good looking but think they are as fat is apparently beautiful these days. Nothing nice, friendly or pleasant about them. They weren’t like that even in their home countries years ago – seemed more natural in the old days – more robotic and like clones of each other these days. Some of those posting on PUA sites comment on East European girls being like this wearing their “bitch shield” in public, but it can’t be spreading from there, it must be spreading from something in the western media and entertainment that the world follows, some of their favourite movies, stars and magazines they copy. It does seem a trend and I wonder when and how it really started, since I don’t follow the mainstream. There’s also some trend in behaviour and style with the new guys I can’t put my finger quite on … sort of acting like disconnected aloof insincere assholes and dickheads, and something unmanly, immature and childish about them … some kind of evolution further on even from the annoying metrosexuals. Is it some fake, unreal post-humanist phase to correspond to the post-modern world, whatever that “post-modern” even means?

    • Replies: @JackOH
  87. @Noman

    Thank goodness WW2 put a stop to Americans of Japanese descent owning large chunks of SoCal real estate.

    Apparently, it wasn’t WWII that dispossessed the Japanese.

  88. gkruz says:

    I thought Austin was a liberal hellhole. You know, the California of Texas.

  89. Alfred says:

    My dear sir, you are taking life too seriously. Perhaps you need to spend some time with a beautiful woman who is just pretending. I mean, the whole of life is a pretense after all.

    Everyone has multiple personalities depending on their context and who they are dealing with. Accept it and go along with the flow is my opinion. It is certainly a lot better than the alternatives.

    • Replies: @Bardon Kaldian
  90. gT says:

    That photo is what you call mutton dressed as lamb, and is laughed at in certain parts of the world. Since yanks only know about beef and not sheep, mutton is an older sheep which no-one wants to buy, mostly people only want to buy lamb, as in younger sheep.

  91. @Fiat Lux

    Though your comments don’t contradict the points I made, the very unfortunate phenomenon you alluded to is not confined to UC-Berkeley or the University of California system. It has been explored and highlighted in a book, by Heather MacDonald, that came out almost a year ago:

    The Diversity Delusion: How Race and Gender Pandering Corrupt the University and Undermine Our Culture

    Based on her own affiliations, she wrote much “dirt” about Stanford and Yale, private universities that are not bound by a ban on explicit racial preferences in their admission processes, due to a California public referendum, Proposition 209, that passed in 1996.

    I am not familiar with the statistics you requested my response to. Are these admission rates pertaining only to freshman students? It seems that at the selection process for graduate schools across America receive far less scrutiny. Public universities like to admit many students from abroad because they pay the higher non-resident tuition fees., presumably throughout their stay, unlike students from another US state, who soon become legal California residents and then pay the lower fees in subsequent years.

    Lastly, university admissions are inevitably a function of who applies. It is fair to surmise that many intellectually qualified and worthy “white” students don’t even bother to apply to UC-Berkeley, perhaps upon advice of their parents.

  92. Franz says:

    Hi Linh Dinh and all.

    An odd piece of news, from an odd place, about a prediction that came true:

    When “deplatform-mania” started back-when, another group I was with said: Kinko’s better open up all the printshops they closed.

    Offline? Fine! Old Type leaflets and flyers to the rescue.

    The reinvention of the political pamphlet is at hand.


    • Agree: Robjil
  93. JackOH says:
    @Commentator Mike

    CM, there’s a sort of little-girlishness behind the intimidating “bitch shield” (great term, BTW), at least among some of these incredibly good-looking Mediterranean women. My friend, the Venetian ex-pat and herself a woman, I think probably got it right. Fashion model-Hollywood star good looks outside; inside, great-grandpa’s Sicilian village circa 1910.

  94. JackOH says:
    @Linh Dinh

    Linh, your Postcards from the End of America needs a second look from someone in the lit business. It’s very good stuff.

    • Replies: @Linh Dinh
  95. Anonymous[281] • Disclaimer says:
    @Linh Dinh

    Linh, mate, you just don’t give a fuck anymore.

    Good for you! 🙂

  96. Neuday says:
    @Tired of Not Winning

    It’s now called The Golden State because we pissed it away.

    • Agree: fish
  97. @Walter

    “Listen to the people who know, usually your mother…”

    I love her to bits, but my (single) mother gave me pretty poor dating/marriage advice. I don’t quite know how I learned different, but experience is a great teacher for some people, while others just keep on doing the same thing.

  98. jlc says:

    Truly an excellently written article !

  99. @Alfred

    My dear sir, you are taking life too seriously. Perhaps you need to spend some time with a beautiful woman who is just pretending. I mean, the whole of life is a pretense after all.

    It is better to be a human being dissatisfied than a pig satisfied; better to be Socrates dissatisfied than a fool satisfied. And if the fool, or the pig, is of a different opinion, it is only because they only know their own side of the question.

    J.S. Mill

    Nothing personal ….

    • Replies: @Anonymous
  100. @John Burns, Gettysburg Partisan

    You, sir, have excellent taste in music.

    The first country album I ever bought was Vern Gosdin’s “Chiseled in Stone” as a young guy in the late 80s.

  101. mcohen says:
    @Linh Dinh

    A poem for your poem

    The whisper of bones
    The sigh of flesh
    The song of muscle
    The hum of skin
    The whistle of sinew
    The grunt of sweat
    The beat of heart
    The sound of silence

    A pound of flesh
    A knuckle of beef
    An eye of rib
    An inch of nail
    A finger of salt
    An ear of corn
    A foot of earth
    What are we worth

  102. Linh Dinh says: • Website

    A reader emails:

    I am now permanently in the Philippines with a wife 37 years younger than me. She has a degree in Agriculture so is not a Bimbo. I had 2 previous White wives but they were in it for themselves. My latest little Brown wife understands that without me she would be kind of poor maybe with no hot and cold running water. If she does not bust her ass to look after me and I die she is back to square one. If she gives me too much shit and I decide to leave she has a serious problem. I have been married to her for 17 years but I still make sure she knows that I can leave any time she gets out of hand.

    Your friend Giang is a poster child for the Foreigner’s stories here. All taking on wives much younger than themselves. These retired old guys think they have gone to heaven when beautiful young girls tell them how handsome they are. The less intellectual ones who fall for very beautiful ones are sucked into marriage in a short order. I jokingly say that a Filipina has four ambitions with any old Foreigner.

    First — fall pregnant so they have him by the balls, (I actually had a bimbo pull that on me until I explained what a Vasectomy is)
    Second — get him to buy a property ( a Foreigner may not own property so it has to be in their name)
    Third — get him to put a house on it but make sure it is not in his name (Foreigners may own the house)
    Fourth — and final step, (which was the original plan). after a credible time has passed get him to take them to the US (or other),

    Now they own a property and a house in which their family can live until she returns in her old age. The little beauty soon gets a nice young American and divorces the obnoxious old farter.

    Some of the stories I can tell would win a Pulitzer Prize.

    Next week a really really good friend of mine, (a world-class artist) is finally leaving to live with his son in Mexico in order to escape. His little bimbo strung him along for about 6 years. He educated her, bought a small property for the family

    She got some diploma in healthcare. She soon found a job. Every morning religiously she was off to work and back after her shift. Quite often she was called on to work overtime.

    Then he discovered she had no job but was fucking with her boyfriend.
    He forgave her and life went on. 11 months ago (the baby is 2 months old now) he discovered she was pregnant from the boyfriend. Just three days a go he was telling me how cute the baby was. Next Sunday he leaves for Mexico to escape for the second time. (Yes? No?)

    Pretty girl, Old idiot White man, — it’s no contest.

    • LOL: eah
    • Replies: @Biff
  103. @JackOH

    Good insights. Thank you for your comment.

  104. Linh Dinh says: • Website

    Hi JackOH,

    They did take a better look at me, and that’s why I’ve been reduced to nothing over there, and that’s their leverage. They keep people cowed. I don’t want anything to do with that entire power structure, however. Outside that orbit in Vietnam, I can think and write more clearly. That’s my freedom.


    • Replies: @J. Alfred Powell
  105. mcohen says:

    Hmmmm she got big hands for a woman.

    • Replies: @Truth
  106. Truth says:

    The readership is FINALLY growing into puberty.

    • Replies: @Commentator Mike
  107. Biff says:
    @Linh Dinh

    I’m thinking you probably do understand that your reader is part of a fringe group. They do exist in limited, but concentrated numbers in their small red light districts, and other various niches.
    Their story is almost like a symbiotic relationship that both were looking for and found with evolutionary inclinations that seem to be beyond their control – they must make the effort, and it will define them. The story is so old it should be boring, but each new affair is better than television to their closest’ acquaintances. These kind of stories are fun!

    In the other world there is a growing amount of younger expats(I know personally) here in Thailand, that have gainful employment, and usually hook up with a women of a similar intellectual level, and have a family., or simply reside with one another to eventually part ways costing no one anything.
    I also know many expats who are involved with LTR with locals for twenty years or better and they seem as content as anyone anywhere, but of course, their story is really boring – not fun.

    Certain things make the world go round.

  108. @Linh Dinh

    Thanks for posting the poem, Linh Dinh.

  109. @Linh Dinh

    “Crazy Horse, we hear what you say.”

    (John Trudell)

    • Replies: @Twodees Partain
  110. @Linh Dinh

    Linh Dinh,

    You could have been a successful, comfortable, recognized poet in America, but you don’t have what it takes. You’re not a poodle with an expensive haircut, you’re not gelded, you won’t wear a muzzle or a leash, you won’t heel, you don’t heed your master’s voice.

    You refuse to follow instructions, you will not govern your speech according to the precepts of Castiglione, whose Courtier tells the Prince what he wants to hear, decorated with sprezzatura (fake spontaneity), or the precepts of Hollywood (“How much for your seester, Meester?” as a crazy Apache used to say.)

    Instead of setting up as a cosmetologist or a pimp, you choose to heed the Commandment addressed to poets in particular, about not bearing false witness. Your tongue is not for sale and you won’t kiss ass. It’s unnatural, unprofessional and unpatriotic. Po Biz Inc USA says YOU’RE FIRED.

  111. Sam Coulton [AKA "S. M. Coulton"] says:

    No, TKK. He was right. You’re coping.

  112. Sam Coulton [AKA "S. M. Coulton"] says:
    @Famous Mikey

    HOWEVER, women are by far better strategists than men; they play the long game whereas men focus on the immediate goal of getting laid with no or minimal view of where the game may ultimately lead them.

    I would like to know what kind of sexual molestation, paternal disinvolvement, inhalant abuse, and emotional torment you were subjected to as a small child, that inflicted you with this matricuckery.

    Women do not think one hour in to the future and are essentially an extreme form of Negroid, except that instead of ending up in prison they end up in poverty, raising a single child out of a greasy apartment on T.V. dinnners.

  113. Anonymous[111] • Disclaimer says:
    @Bardon Kaldian

    It is better to be a human being dissatisfied than a pig satisfied; better to be Socrates dissatisfied than a fool satisfied. And if the fool, or the pig, is of a different opinion, it is only because they only know their own side of the question.
    J.S. Mill

    Limeys, always morose and grousing…

    I prefer:


    Instead of fretting

    Over things of no avail,

    It would seem better

    To drink a cupful

    Of clouded sake.

    ~ Otomo no Tabito [大伴 旅人], warrior-poet of the Nara Period [奈良時代], (c.700 AD)

    乾杯 !

  114. @Truth


    I felt like calling you up to comment on the photo but knew you’d turn up. Damn! You don’t say they’re everywhere?! Time to head for the monastery. He, he.

    I’ve been meaning to ask you: is Dionne Warwick trans? I mean a man who turned into a woman and is now …. in old age …. trying to look like a man? That one is confusing. From what I read some do go to and fro, even in the operating theatre, not just the wardrobe department and the hair salon.

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  115. Truth says:
    @Commentator Mike

    Practically all singers are Trans. There are a few factors here

    First, at the age of 40 or so, estrogen pills don’t work anymore. It has to do with how much testosterone a trans-man has in his body, but that is generally the case.

    Secondly, you have to understand that the trans-man is a product of where he grew up. Inner-city black trannies grow up around inner city black people, thus have those habits; upper-middle class white trannies, the same.

    The best way for a trans-man to keep disguising himself is to stay stick-skinny. The white ones do this better than the blacks, because they don’t eat so much. Therefore, Cindy Crawford (who facially looks as “dude” as Dionne Warwick) is still able to pass as a woman if you don’t look too closely. At age 40 Dionne could have kept going through the surgical procedures, starving himself, and all the rest, but probably just said, “Oh fuck it”, as did Kelly McGillis.

  116. Anonymous[388] • Disclaimer says:

    All of Linh Dinh’s photos are as vivid and colorful as his writing and stories. Like ultra HD.

  117. Atari400 says:


    The chick in Dinh’s photo looks “Persian”…Those ultimate gold-diggers are a dime a dozen in the O.C and the Westside of LA!

    Just ask Mike Cernovich!

  118. @Truth

    I wonder how the negro Michelle Obama will age? Probably worse than Ivana Trump.

    I suspect all of Trump’s wives were (are) trannies.

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  119. Truth says:

    They are, as are his daughters. And guess what…


    • LOL: iffen
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  120. @Truth

    Is that why celebrities are so much into adoption?And hiring of those surrogate mothers to conceive for them. Can’t reproduce naturally I guess. And the odd kid they claim was genuinely conceived was it really? I wonder how many surprises there are among the supposedly genuine children when they grow up and do their DNA tests.

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  121. Apocalypse Now is not a perfect movie but it’s great and entertaining as hell.

  122. Truth says:
    @Commentator Mike

    Oh, one more thing : Take a look at celebrity men’s young “daughters” sometine.

  123. @J. Alfred Powell

    ““Crazy Horse, we hear what you say.”

    (John Trudell)”

    RIP. John.

  124. iffen says:

    Truth has sucked all the juice out of his white wife and is contemplating transitioning so he can get himself a white husband.

    • Agree: By-tor
  125. @Fred C Dobbs

    The coastal areas of Southern California (especially Orange County, Santa Barbara, LA, and San Diego) are full of attractive women, but they’re generally pretty hard to date. You either need money, good looks, or Hollywood connections.

    Most often, such women will be found hanging on the arm of a “ripped” surfer bro with tattoos, muscles, a corvette, and a trust fund.

    Ordinary guys need not apply.

  126. fish says:

    I can’t help it, Linh. I love your writing and many of the comments are a hoot.

    Took a while for me to appreciate Linh too……one of my favorites now!

  127. @Dumbo

    Why dont they offer the homeless food to sweep the streets California was nice in the 60s now its safer in The Philippines lol

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