Here's some food for thought:

"Now certainly, Asian immigrants did not number among those assumed within the emergent category of the Caucasian, but, upon arriving in the US, Asian immigrants often acquired the concomitant "negrophobia" which acted as a strategic anxiety functioning to acculturate the Asian immigrant into "Caucasian" mainstream society (Hellwig 103)."

Basically the article observes how Asian-Americans, through the earlier half of the 20th century, attempted to associate themselves as "white" so that they wouldn't be discriminated against. And how, in the later half of the century, the new generation now tries to break free from the foundations of racism the older generation had set up.

Coming from a family where half of the elders look down upon "those people" (i.e. blacks, hispanics, muslims), I can fully relate to what the article speaks of. Hell, I'm almost as white-washed of an Asian as you'll find. Then again, growing up in a neighborhood where the racial diversity consisted of one Indian family, two black families, my lil filipino household, and 50+ white families will do that to you.

To survive those crucial years I had to conform, and those early years have completely shaped my persona. I don't really blame my parents for it all since the entire structure of suburban American society acts like toothpaste that gradually whitens teeth. Still, I get plenty of odd looks when I tell people that I don't find many people who aren't "white" all that attractive. (there's a grand total of 2 Asians I've found dead-sexy)

And then there's the entire subject of my ethnic culture... or lack there of. The most I ever got when I was young, besides hearing the language from my parents, were those really crappy videos rented from the 'cross city filipino video store. Not exactly material that makes you feel a certain pride in your heritage.

Now that I'm older I have been trying to find something to be very proud of from my "motherland"... short of killing Magellan, that is. But it's hard when all you hear in your head are the quips you and your sis make whenever you hear something completely FOBish ("Think about it; the Philippines are Asia's Mexico.")
What makes it a bit worse is that America's whitening tendencies have moved back to that cluster of islands across the ocean. Where you'd normally find fake'n'bake sunless tanning lotion in stores you'll encounter whitening creams. Pop-stars and other young celebrities, mainly the male ones, don't even look pinoy; most of the time they're of mixed ethnicities.

And that brings up the subject of the Asian man's sexuality. Which is really non-existant in the US. Which is ironic since Asian women are almost always depicted as complete sex-bombs. Which is better thought out in this here article.
Is there a point to all this ranting and rambling? Yes. To show that, ultimately, different ethnicities really don't mean much in society. Unless you're a German geneticist trying to build the perfect human (or, in the case of Dark Angel, a French geneticist), there's really no difference between one individual and another.

And despite the power of cultural diversity, it can never fully control people on an individual basis.

... whoo, that made absolutely no sense at all. Gotta stop with the coffee.