After signing up for Technorati, I started using it to search blogs about life in Vietnam. One of the interesting blogs that I've found is Ethnically Incorrect, which is written by a conflicted Vietnamese adoptee. I have a few friends who would fall into the KAD crowd (although they aren't all of Korean extraction), and it's quite enlightening to hear someone so plainly voicing the concerns of their experience.
One of her posts spoke about how some ex-pats return from a stint abroad with a greater sense of "understanding" of the foreign culture than they truly have obtained. It was a riff off of this post from What Happened to Your Hair? These two posts stirred within me a latent impression of a few of the expat discussions on blogs and forums. It seems everyone thinks they're an expert - be it from two weeks or two years in a foreign land, all the while living high on the hog.
I live in the greater D.C. area - am I an expert on life in S.E. D.C, DuPont, Adams Morgan, Columbia Heights, etc.? Heck no, even though I've spent significant amounts of time in some of those places. I'm an expert on life in a cul-de-sac in a particular suburban development, and that's it.
It's wholly presumptuous to think that you've done anything other than scratching the surface of a culture and a society when you don't (1) speak the language (2) look like a local - even a fat V.K. doesn't cut it - and (3) earn a living like everyone else. It's great that you've used your passport, it's great that you've learned to order beer in a foreign language. But, for god sakes, realize that hundreds of thousands of other people have done this - they're called immigrants. They just don't blog about it.