A daughter’s reflection on this Mother’s Day — I hummed a tune while I sliced bananas into the blender to make a smoothie for my son. He cheerfully hopped onto his stepping stool to watch the action. After pouring his drink, I used a spoon to scrape off the banana peel and applied the paste onto my face…

Accounts from inside a kaleidoscope — The blizzard propelled me along Grand Street that traverses Manhattan’s Lower East Side like a conveyor belt of people and goods. As snow progressively formed a carpet beneath my feet, the wind suddenly blew me into a tizzy. As if blasted into a kaleidoscope, I zipped past colorful Chinese storefronts…

Memorializing the power of the glute Sitting on a stepping stool, I submerged my feet into the warm bath that my Po Po prepared for me. I gently tapped my feet creating ripples across the dishpan full of water. My Po Po took the kettle from the stove and lowered…

A meta exercise in satire of spurious reasoning and argumentation — Current sociopolitical discourse has become a battleground for sophistry. The problem with sophism-embedded intellectual frameworks is that it is all around us — It is woven into the debate and rhetorical patterns of interlocuters across the country. We see a dazzling spectacle of sophistry in the media, online, and now…

A daughter’s ode to her father — On August 31, 1983, my father arrived at John F. Kennedy Airport to start his journey to China. His flight would take him to Seoul, where he would connect to another flight to Hong Kong, and then take a ferry to Canton to join his family. …

The Consequences of Mindset Preservation — Believe what makes you feel good. In six simple words, my father brilliantly summed up the reason why our discourse always sunk into ideological gobbledygook for the past several years. Like my father, many of our fellow Americans take pride in having a routine of lathering themselves with only information…

And tips to avert a zealot apocalypse — Jeers and sneers ensnared the airwaves. I donned my Superwoman cape and burst into the WeChat room that was engulfed in cacophony. Trying to blend into the horde, I tapped on my yellow-colored mini fist emoji and text-shouted, “Chairman Trump Will Serve the People!” …

The reckoning of a game created in the west that ended up in the east — The gnats descended on the photo of a woman with a tattoo of a Yin Yang symbol with outstretched wings. …