STOP YOUR CARPING: FROM AN ASIAN CARP INTERVIEW.

Who We Are

That pretty much sums it up, doesn’t it? “Stop your carping,” my name as a disgusting epitaph, something spit from a mouth. That’s the way with immigrants. And I didn’t even ask to be brought here.

In fact, I was brought as a slave to clear aquaculture and wastewater ponds of weeds and algae and whatever, stuff that grows in urine and feces; no job a self-respecting “native”…