Dunno about that. I was in California when the Viets started arriving in huge numbers. Next thing I read was that U.S. college kids were checking the class registration lists to see if there was a predominance of Asians - if so, they opted for another class. It seems the Asians were skewing the grade curve so much that the U.S. kids had to WORK to pass the class.
At Camp Pendleton, where a lot of them went through the registration phase, the running joke was that these people were so industrious that they were making egg rolls for sale on the flight over here.
I know that at the time I thought that the Viets were a good analogy to aliens from another planet. They looked different, spoke a different language, worshipped a different God and stood out in most ways.
Four years later their kids were class valedictorians and there were Viet food shops all over the place.
What hit me recently was when I went to a small optometry shop in Las Vegas, run by two women. Their last names were Vietnamese but there first names were "Stephanie" and "Tiffany" - talk about assimilation! I always think of those women when I read those made up black names so many inner-city types come up with, indicating to me anyway, a reluctance to adopt America and its values.
In 1983 “Steve” stepped off the boat from Vietnam speaking no English. I met him in 1985 at a computer technical school where we learned computer programming. He spoke good English. In 1986 we crossed paths again, this time in a major US corporation. He probably owns one now!
One of our classmates at computer school was a young Chinese woman. She became a bit embarrassed when she won acclaim as Wonder Woman. She finished overnight any assignment that took any mere mortal a week to finish. The instructor apologized to her that the course could not keep her more busy. I often wonder what happened to her.