My weeaboo tale started at our cultural appreciation club in school, where we would all congregate after school every week and bring a small fact about our family, ancestors, culture, and the like.
Now, enter the weeaboo.
Imagine the weeaboo. Picture him as a lanky, pale looking kid that had this permanent, cocky sneer directed towards everyone, talked in a condescending, mocking tone, and had the whiniest, high pitched voice ever. He would talk non-stop about how Japan was wonderful and how it had a vivid culture and history, even though he never elaborated on how it was good aside from anime, and was white. This nonsense would go on for about several weeks, meaning that essentially, the Cultural Appreciation Club quickly devolved into Annoying Weeb Brags about Japan Club.
Anyways, my favourite story about this kid took place during my article on Chinese arts and the industrial era. I was talking about ancient calligraphy, art, and how it was the root of many Asian languages when the Weeb’s voice pipes up from the back of the class. “Actually, the Nipponese invented the art first, not the Chinese, baka.” I try to ignore him and continue with my presentation, but to no avail, as every 2 slides he would interject on how Japan was root of all culture, and how I was hopelessly delusioned.
If the weeb wasn’t culturally misinformed, he was also misinformed AND biased on the Chinese/Japanese war, demonstrated by his racial slur filled commentary on how the Chinese were the bad guys. I don’t remember the gist of what he said, but what put the cherry on the weeaboo sundae was what he said after I finished my presentation: “This just goes to show how ignorant you people are, stealing our culture and invading our land. I would know since I’m 50% Japanese.” Fed up by this, I blurted out: “Japanese? Give me a break, if you were any whiter, you might as well be 2% milk, asshole.”
Just as I said that, the class grew silent, causing my words to resonate around the room, a few nervous giggles went around. Rather shocked by this display of sedition, weeaboo’s face turned a bright cherry red, and muttered something about “no respect” and “bigot” as he slumped down with a defeated look on his face.
If anything, I would be happy to conclude this story with the fact how weeaboo never attended another cultural appreciation club ever again.