The rest of the book so far has been good (It's an anthology), but the essay I'm reading now is almost laughably bad. It's about the South Vietnamese experience trying to resist assimilation to American culture, which could be interesting, but the author is talking about the things they've lost like "Oh, those evil commies stole my manor house where I extracted rent from like 500 tenants, killed my father who fought in the South Vietnamese army, and stole my servant who literally had to work the day after giving birth at 5:00 AM" (that last one is literally said by the author as though it shows her dedication to her work and not her exploitation). The "happy ending" that the author settles on is that a South Vietnamese exile married a Belgian noble and became royalty of her own. Like I understand that immigration is a brutal process, and especially immigration to the USA, but let me play a sad song for the author on the world's smallest violin.