Yellow Peril by Tze Ming Mok

The enemy of my enemy is not always my friend

With the Motherland erupting in its usual fury over Japanese history-books, I stormed up to the Queen Street Japanese busker and demanded immediate reparations in the form of ‘Sweet Home Alabama’.

‘Sorry, I don’t do that song anymore. I’ll practise it for next week.’

See what I mean? The war just keeps going. How much more of this can we take? Ryoji, Ryoji, don't you remember the time I helped you fight off the homeless guy who wanted you moved on from his bus-stop in 1998?

It’s been a rough couple of weeks for Japan. We Huaren should just take a deep breath and let them get over the death of the bassist from Guitar Wolf. I know it'll take me a while.

And it gets worse. Look, even if Japanese history never tells the full story about the Greater East-Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, nor rehabilitates Iris Chang , the Japanese people still don't deserve the psychological violence and humiliation being visited upon them by Gwen Stefani.

I think we've all suffered enough.