our 3 girls (giselle, performance & visual/multimedia artist; jackie, programmer; ellen, housing & labor activist) cross and uncross each other's lifepaths and are always entangled, seeking each other's approval and purpose, unconsciously succumbing to each other's influence as their individual lives unfold in an encroaching technocratic dystopia. they inhabit vastly different profiles in our same crumbling world, and the junctions dovetailing their lives (which are so clean & neat they seem almost cartoonish, but that honestly makes them all the more real) and the differences between their material welfares take us to their most interesting points of division and reintegration.
ko asks, often outright, what the value of art is vs the value of an artist's life, and what role art has in creating life and vv., and what the difference between art and performance is, and what a performance or artistic reflection of "the truth" or a way of living/being can do to propel lifeways under threat of extinction. the book reaches a pretty conclusive and timely answer as we barrel through the decades, though i think it very noticeably doesn't wrangle with climate change.
i'm saving anything smart & heartfelt i have to say about this book for the magazine profile i'm writing but here are some non-spoiler quotes under a list of summative reasons i loved it:
1) evocative prose. some absolute bangers, especially when ko describes new york with a lot of realistic love
“An early-morning thunderstorm leaves the streets smelling clean and metallic until the August heat returns and bakes the garbage again.”
“The skyline, the river, the necklace of the Brooklyn Bridge. Chemical moonglow, car horns and shouting, what joy.”
"Love with vigilance. Love but with sharps."
2) humor !!
“Ellen says the politics are corny and so are the white boys, but the music? It’s what rage and loathing would be if you regurgitated it into sound. It’s the sound of regurgitation, all right.”
3) zero patience for the neoliberal capture of asian american identity politics
“...insinuating that there was something inherently Asian about working with time and discipline. This made me laugh, because Mall Piece came out of her growing up in New Jersey. I used to call Giselle a Bad Asian, partly to mess with her. At the time, I’d already outgrown the limitations of Asian American identity as a political home.”
“We learned and unlearned. I choose [x] over [y], the [z] over marriage and middle-class-assimilationist Asian America, kids whose sole protest was complaining about the lack of Asian actors in a Hollywood movie. I never regretted it.”
“I had thought that America’s obsession with forgetting its history, the whitewashing of its crimes, was a part of the crimes themselves, but there was another side of it, self-preservation. Yet the evidence couldn’t be ignored; it was here in our bodies.”
4) implicitly (and then rather explicitly) asks the question: what will save us? and i don't think it's a spoiler to say community, in all its forms, and with that the safeguarding of memory, to avoid: "An artificial, inaccurate version of the past, but when it was the sole version available, what else was there to compare it to? The recreation was assumed as truth."
“You could spend a lifetime subsisting on the fumes of your own memory. The past was an easy drug to fall into, especially when it contained love. We loved the dead and disappeared because, in their loss and immobility, they remained always at their best, unable to hurt us any more than they already had.”
“It was history while it happened; it was already over.”