Journalist, Author & Syndicated Columnist
This is Marion Bartoli. As in the elite athlete who became a Wimbledon champion over the weekend. Shame on her for not being attractive enough. After all, female athletes aren’t worthy to compete in anything unless they’re pretty enough for the spectators to ogle, right?
Every time my son goes out to mow the lawn with his father, he takes a short break to bring me something. He usually waits at the bottom of the stairs and says, “Mommy! I have a surprise for you.” It might be a pretty rock he found. More than likely, it’s a flower from our garden.
THIS is what you drive if you’re a 5-year-old boy whose father is a scientist. Word.
I was invited to go to a swimming pool with a friend and her family. I remember being really excited about getting to play in a real pool. Per the admittance requirements, we all rinsed off in the locker room and waited in line. One by one, we stuck our arms out so that a park district employee could rub his or her fingers on our forearm to ensure our cleanliness. The whole thing sounds crazy now. But those were part of the rules, I guess.
For too long, Asians have had a reputation as being meek, smart, well disciplined and bad at sports. Look at Jeremy Lin. Despite playing at an elite level and leading his high school and college teams to championships, he was overlooked by the NBA. Maybe the instructors saw Kyle and his blue-eyed, blonde-haired friend and assumed that my son would be the weaker swimmer. I’m sure they never heard of Olympic gold medalist swimmer Park Tae-hwan, who is the Michael Phelps of Korea.
