Asian American (literary) sensibility - Don’t write from a sense of whiteness, other asians who write more American pieces are sellouts - treat the asian like a model minority. They ignore all the oppression that the Americans and whites have done (chinese exclusion act, internment, Charlie Chan - played by white actor - ChickenCoop Chinamen. To write with Asian American literary sensibility means one needs to understand their Asian part and write from background, a non-white perspective, and treat the Asian part first, American second Chicken Coup Chinamen - Frank Chin - Doesn’t know his identity, spread out as an asian Moves from California to Pittsburgh in search of something new Other one - Filipnios - LEave Filipinos or will burn down this Neighborhood Yonoko California - Earthquake - Internment for Japenese People - Tries to compare - ultimate problem All these stories tell of the actual struggles of Asian Americans and the actual expressions, Other stories follow sellout attitude, and white views on literature Characteristics of Pachuco Young Masculine Chicanos who form gangs, street-connected, who are proud of their heritage, adorn the Zoot Suit which represents an important portion of their identity. Mexican Migrants who came looking for a job, had to dress nice to get in, called pachucos. Called their slang Calo or pachuquismo. The US government discriminated against Pachucos, by trying to regulate the amount of fabric, or physically going after them and tearing off their zoot suit. Pachucos and Zoot Suits became a symbol of Chicano Identity - Cholo Vato Ese. Poetry Such as I am Joquin and El Louie - help define certian characteristics - how they are proud - how they see others and society - “I am Joaquín, lost in a world of confusion, caught up in the whirl of a gringo society, confused by the rules, scorned by attitudes, suppressed by manipulation, and destroyed by modern society.” Proud of their native american heritage and origins - Cuahuhetmoc proud ad noble, maya prince, I am Cuauhtémoc, proud and noble, leader of men, king of an empire civilized beyond the dreams of the gachupín Cortés, who also is the blood, the image of myself. I am the Maya prince. I am Nezahualcóyotl, great leader of the Chichimecas. I am the sword and flame of Cortes the despot And I am the eagle and serpent of the Aztec civilization. I owned the land as far as the eye could see under the Crown of Spain, and I toiled on my Earth and gave my Indian sweat and blood for the Spanish master who ruled with tyranny over man and beast and all that he could trample But...THE GROUND WAS MINE. I died with them ... I lived with them ....I lived to see our country free. Free from Spanish rule in eighteen-hundred-twenty-one. Mexico was free??