Warning: This is probably how you'll feel as spectator to a nerd fight:
At this someone (not Asian... I don't want to be racist, but I'm just reporting) objected and said nobody on Taiwan calls it "Taiwan." Seriously. Actually said that. I'm sure all my relatives are going to be delighted to be told that they don't do what they've done all their lives. OK, fine, occasionally an oldtimer will say "Formosa." And the one thing that nobody calls it is GORRAM "CHINESE TAIPEI."
I was hoping this would be the end of it, but NO! This person then proceeds to try and tell me about being Taiwanese. You know, that's bloody rich, someone trying to correct a Taiwanese on how to be Taiwanese. A non-Asian to boot! I don't want to open an ugly can of race-based worms, but I'll just leave it up to your imagination.
This is really what I wanted to say:
"Where are you getting all this?" I said as calmly as possible.
"A KMT friend of mine explained everything to me."
I almost spewed my drink all over the coffee table.
But I didn't. I just said, "The KMT came to Taiwan from the mainland in 1949."
This went on back and forth for a while and started proliferating.
Then a Canadian friend declared that Team Canada was going to kick all our asses in the medal count, eh, so we laughed and started trash talking and the air cleared. In honor of the Great White North, by the way, here's the Most Canadian Image Ever:
I am done with "discussions" about Taiwan that are really just the other person telling me that I'm wrong. I am DONE.