Sometimes we as fandom are a reflection of the problems of the sources, but-- oftentimes we really are fucking transformative (us, making things for us!), and it's AWESOME.
I used to (I guess I still do?) love H.V. Morton's travel writing, which is pretty old-school (English, maybe 1930s or 1940s?), but I remember being horribly taken aback by one of his books about London where he meets a 'Chinaman' under a bridge. The Chinaman of course being described as sallow-yellow-faced, slanty eyed, animal-like posture, blank expressionless face, greasy pigtail, etc. It was like a slap in the face, just-- WHUT.
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I used to (I guess I still do?) love H.V. Morton's travel writing, which is pretty old-school (English, maybe 1930s or 1940s?), but I remember being horribly taken aback by one of his books about London where he meets a 'Chinaman' under a bridge. The Chinaman of course being described as sallow-yellow-faced, slanty eyed, animal-like posture, blank expressionless face, greasy pigtail, etc. It was like a slap in the face, just-- WHUT.