there is no more going 'home'; we are always returning to the border.

Friday, February 1, 2008

"Who said that?" reflections on the defensive list-serve

Where the borders between the academic and the activist, between one nation and another, between legal advocacy and social justice, gets tested: The list-serve, or to be precise, the Vietnam Studies list-serve, where a friend of mine posted a call for anyone in the Seattle area to respond to this news about the newly signed Memorandum of Understanding between the governments of Vietnam and the United States, based on this article: Thousands of Vietnamese living illegally in the U.S. face deportation.

Security guarding Northwest Detention Center; Tacoma, Washington (outside of Seattle). From blog: Sewell's Sticks.

The list-serve's vague moniker reminds me, again, that Area Studies, including Asian Studies, is in an interesting conundrum (2)-- not only because the debate about its originating drive in Cold War intelligence-gathering is still relevant (and tired), but even more so to anyone who tries to find any kind of 'community' within it, since the containment of so many lands and peoples into a single moniker "Asia" appears more and more archaic, especially in a region where so much transnational migration is unraveling national constructions and cultural hybridity has been the norm for thousands of years. Nevertheless, it seems we continue to roam these old imperial mansions, trying to find interesting people to talk to amidst all the antiques.

But I still didn't expect this territorial backlash -- The first person to respond to my friend's call for action, asked: "Who are you anyway?" He justified his query by stating that because of gmail, yahoo, and other freeware domains, he didn't know my friend from a 'random tourist hanging out at a internet cafe in Hanoi.' Then he concluded: In any case, the Vietnamese being deported are reported to be criminals. And then he signed off.

In his reply, I saw some very familiar boundaries erected, the first around ethnicity (since he seemed to assume that my friend was NOT Vietnamese by her last name and therefore was uneasy with her claim to advocacy), and secondly, around legality, distinguishing between good and bad Vietnamese-Americans, or, essentially, between the human and the sub-human. Underneath it all, his questioning seemed to imply that her "call to action" was not representative of the requests that an academic list-serve normally hosted.

Of course I jumped into the fray, as did my friend. In prefacing my response, I felt compelled to invest myself with some authority, so I threw in my institutional affiliations along with my stint at the ACLU Immigrant Rights Project, where I learned, really fast, about the limitations of the legal system. My friend, meanwhile, explained why her entire name, first and last, made her sound like a Plymouth Rock American, due to her parents' changing their Vietnamese surname to something that would not draw racism. It upset me, as always, to see people forced to show evidence of ethnic belonging in order to be allowed to speak, just as my friend was tired of it, like showing a scar, flashing a hand sign- I'm one of you. But I am also sure it was eye-opening for everyone reading - first, to see the total absence of a Vietnamese identity in this person's name, only to have it revealed that the project of erasure had not even worked: this person was not only ethnically Vietnamese, but also fighting for Vietnamese immigrants - but based on a broader anti-racism platform. Huh? Vietnam Studies meets Asian-American political activism.

Many, many threads later, this is what happened, after three Asian-American graduate students and at least four white male professors hacked away at various mythologies:

1. we complicated the definition of criminality, noting that 'deportable crimes' for immigrants has been broadly expanded by immigration acts passed in the Clinton years (1996) to a broad array of non-violent crimes and immigration 'offenses.'
2. we traced the link between the prison industrial complex and the increase in detainees - as well as the impetus for deportation in that this strategy has been, in a way, TOO effective, with some jails and local prison systems bulging with more prisoners and detainees than they can handle
3. we emphasized the often unjust and inhumane treatment of detainees, Vietnamese and otherwise, and the poor access to legal justice accorded to people in any form of incarceration.

In the process of talking about the legalized detention/deportation system, it became a clear point of consensus that the aforesaid legal system was likely not going to be of much help to any Vietnamese immigrant slated for deportation. So on top of all the localized legal advocacy responses, anyone who cared about mass deportation would really have to work on a more systemic level to radically change the incarceration and detention system as a whole. At least, some of us drew those conclusions.

To me, it is telling that both myself and my friend wanted to make sure to broaden the scope of the discussion to other histories of racialized incarceration and detention (she invoked Japanese internment, I spoke of South Asians being racially targetted by the US Patriot Act), while some white male scholars questioned these gestures of solidarity as 'inaccurate' - for example, questioning whether a race analysis was 'useful' here or not. It was also interesting that many of these professors' claims of authority on the topic were as court-appointed experts in Vietnamese deportation trials.

Reflecting on this now, this distinction becomes apparent: while my friend and I were speaking from an embodied experience of being racially targetted, from a consciousness of Asian-American political solidarity with other racially-targetted groups, and from working in community-based organizations, the white scholars were invoking objective national histories in which their work, and not their lives, drew circles around and around Vietnam as a fascinating fetish-object. It appeared as if their disciplinary affiliation as Vietnam scholars gave them entry to limited justice-oriented activities based on universal human rights platforms. Not a bad strategy, in the end, to have a white university professor testify at your deportation hearing, and I am glad that these professors did take on the legal bureaucracy (in the process realizing, when they would otherwise have little contact with the justice system- hey, this doesn't work!)

But I think my friend and I saw the paths leading from the problem on a much broader scale of resistance- about building community capacity through popular education, about challenging the very right of police to even conduct raids or the INS to bureaucratically shred up families. And we were refusing the claustrophobia of 'Vietnam' as a particular or exceptional casebook of knowledge, and saying, "Hey, this really looks familiar, doesn't it?" So while all of the people writing seemed to be saying the same things (i.e. honey, this mass deportation thing seems a bit fishy)-- we weren't.

Thinking about it, it also seemed that list-serves can become deterritorialized and somewhat level battlegrounds, courtrooms, and classrooms in debates about categories of knowledge, identities, realities. Would we be so bold in the physical classroom or courtroom? Would we stand up to the didactic man at the lectern? I'd like to think I would.

But meanwhile, the list-serve seems to assist in a certain form of boundary-breaking (once you get past the moderator, that is): If you can write, you get the floor. And all that people can throw back at you, although it doesn't stick, is: your funny name, your dubious qualifications. But as an electronic commons, where sending an email on a list-serve lands something in everyone's backyard-inbox, where there is a certain amount of goodwill intention based on the assumption that a post is of interest to the entire collective, where all conversations are public to all participants and must be performed according to a certain standard of civility, different rules apply than in the real classroom or courtroom - and no one is coerced, in the end, into believing or agreeing. Embodied experience matters, but the familiar rhythms of acquiescence can be unsettled. Who would have thought?

(2) Area Studies article: "The territoriality of knowledge and the history of area studies." David Ludden, University of Pennsylvania, December 1997.