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Have you heard of gooks?

Well yes, its us Asians. Gook is a disparaging term for an Asian person (especially for North Vietnamese soldiers in the Vietnam War), though now used for all Asians. I found this in an article by columnist Nikhat Kazmi, "The gooks shall inherit the earth." In the article she gives a few statistics on how the Asians are rapidly turning out to be the determining factors in the world economic, cultural and society scene. Of course, though not so lightly as illustrated by her, India has created 300,000 jobs in the US, according to our Commerce and Industry Minister Anand Sharma. Here is some gobi manchurian for the Americans to munch on before they open their mouth to say Indians lessened their job opportunities.Sharma also said that 'Indian foreign direct investment in the US is more than America's FDI in India.' Isn't it something to dwell on? I guess it's time for the Americans to think on the brighter side of the third world countries and their 'dirty people.'

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