Personal Asian American Experience?

Just started working on a short 400 word personal article on my "Asian American experience," my first article of this kind. I'm kind of stumped right now. Just wandering around my favorite city hoping for inspiration to hit me. Ideas?

On another note it's good to be home.

7 Days

I can't believe that I only have seven days left before I head home from Beijing. I'm already in the mindset that my wonderful trip here is over, which I have to will myself to get out of this mindset.

The weather has improved a lot these past two days. It's actually comfortably hot instead of just hot and humid. Things are relatively calm in the areas I've been in, no massive crowds compiled on the streets doing anything crazy (which might be exactly what organizers have in mind)- as there would be in my home city.

(With help from friends, namely with their information and guidance) I found a location to buy Olympic tickets and am on track to see China v. Spain tomorrow! So maybe I will get to be a part of this Olympics after all. Well, I suppose if you're here, and hotel rooms are going for a thousand American dollars a day and above, and the most exciting Olympics in recent memory were taking place, you'd have to be a fool to pass up the opportunity to attend.

The only thing that I regret from this trip, which isn't much (so it speaks to what a good time I've been having here) is that I dropped my new US cellphone and my diary somewhere in Beijing. Yea, unlikely to get those back. But oh well!! Hopefully by blogging I'll be able to replace everything that was lost in my diary, and I could always buy a new phone when I return to the States.

One World, One Dream

Kudos to whoever came up with the Olympic motto for 2008, it's a really great one.

CCTV, the government run Chinese media conglomerate, has of course been running Olympic coverage all day. Today while eating lunch, I got to see on television a bunch of Presidents and foreign leaders and their spouses shake hands with President Hu Jintao of China, pause for pictures, and watch the scene repeat itself as hundreds of countries were represented. President Bush gets the award for seeming the most friendly, while President Putin seemed to be a bit tardy (he came in last, and I don't think he was supposed to do that). While these influential leaders walked across the floor, and while we saw some visuals afterwards of their huge lunch reception afterward, I couldn't help but think that although the Olympics are an athletic, nonpolitical event, if these people wanted to, they could really address some serious issues right now, besides determining whether or not to try to use the chopsticks and risk embarrassment, or cut your losses by using a fork and knife from the beginning.



Politics aside, I can't help but be really excited for tonight! It'll just be awesome because the Chinese people and Chinese government have done so much psychologically, physically, financially, politically, etc. etc. to prepare for today. One of my friends has so kindly allowed me the use of a coveted hotel room to host a gathering for me and my friends! Allright China, the world is watching! 中国加油！

I'm Back! (to blogging)

Dear all, thank you for bearing with me while I struggled through this summer in Beijing! I've been so busy with school, with work, with exploring, and with trying to eke out some sleep that I have much to catch up on, now that school and work are largely done.

Beijing has simply been amazing, and I've learned so much just by being here. It's pretty weird to be typing so many words in English now that I've lived my past few months almost exclusively in Mandarin 汉语.

I'm really, really, tremendously excited to finally have time to blog. I feel that I have learned so many new things this summer, and I have been exposed to so many new questions, that I'd be so grateful to have the opportunity to share them and organize my thoughts. I plan on starting right away. Well, time permitting. Now that school and work are over, now's the time to see all the sights and do all the things that need to be done before one leaves Beijing. Beijing is a big modern city after all!

And to all of my dear friends who I haven't seen in so long, I miss you all very, very much from the bottom of my heart. Let's try to meet as soon as possible! I'm back in the Bay Area from August 20th to September 10th, and I'm back in Boston on September 11th.

I hope all of your summers have been all that you expected them to be and more! If not, there's still one month left!

And in other exciting news!! http://www.thecrimson.com/article.aspx?ref=523946 Stem Cell Breakthrough!

Internet Troubles

Unfortunately I cannot update as often or as detailed as I originally hoped! Suffice to say I'll do my best. For some reason, whenever I try to access my blog via jjwongsf.blogspot.com, I can't. I've even tried to follow a google link to my site. I've tried this on my laptop and on my grandparent's laptop, same internet connection though. The web works, but I can't go to my site! Does this mean my blog is blocked? Haha, maybe. This makes me wonder if I've accidentally mentioned a forbidden topic or something. All of xanga doesn't work for me neither. I still get the NYTimes and wikipedia though.

I was able to post this by going to blogger.com/home, and from there access my dashboard. In any case, Beijing is really exciting and really awesome!! I've posted some pictures on facebook. If you're in the area, contact me!! I'm eager to make new friends while I'm here.

Being here is definitely an interesting cultural and economic and personal experience- and I've only been here a few days!! I definitely recommend everyone getting international experience abroad here! Pollution isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I hope to update again soon! As soon as I stop being so lazy.

Update: I can post now, but I still can't access my blog :-P

Going to China

I'm flying out to China from SFO 1:35 p.m. today! This is my first real experience abroad, so I'm really, really excited! Ahh! There are so many people I'm going to miss too, although I know I'm only gone for 2.5 months and I'll get to see everyone when I get back.

I'll try to update as much as I can from the homeland... with pictures too! I hope everyone has a great summer! Keep in touch!

Noncomprehensive List of Things to do in San Francisco

As many of you know, I'm going to be in San Francisco for four days!!

I'm making of list of things to do so I can keep track :), in no particular order:

• Enjoy the Bay Area air
• Sit on a beach
• Watch the Waves
• Chase some seagulls
• Meditate
• Read
  
• Go to Ghirardhelli Square
• Eat Inn-N-Out
• Walk the Golden Gate Bridge
• Visit Fort Mason
• Drink lots of Jamba Juice
• Call Decker from the Ferry Building
  
• Dinner with Anne and Cliff
• See Sarah Lang
• Try to reconcile with an old friend
  
• Visit SOTA! Maybe give a talk.
• Lots of hugs
  
• Explore North Beach and Coit Tower with Lunar
• Eat at Nation's with Taj
• See Indiana Jones with someone
• Ride BART
• Ride MUNI
• Go on a Downtown Adventure
• Chillax at Union Square
• Eat in Chinatown
• Go to Naan and Curry
• Take in the breathtaking views
• Dip my toe into the Pacific Ocean
• Go watch the Sea Lions
• Fisherman's Wharf Stroll w/ my Arturo Fuente
  
• Drive to Twin Peaks
  
• Cheesecake Factory
• Get plenty of Bubble Tea
• Visit my Elementary School
• Visit the Art Galleries
• Go to end-of-the-year Art and Film party
  

I'm also starting the list of things to do when I'm back in August for two weeks and have more time!!

• Finish list 1, if haven't done it
• Do all of list 1 again, if possible
• Visit the De Young
• Visit SFMOMA
• Check out the Asian Art Museum
• Visit to the SFUSD building
• Chill out with all my UC friends who I miss dearly and wasn't able to see cause you guys are lame and are still in school in MAY!
  
• Elementary School Reunion (if I can make it)
• Drive down to Monterey Bay
• Go to Six Flags
• Go to Great America
• Sourdough Chowder Bowl
  
• Find a meadow somewhere and lay in it

End of Sophomore Year

Wow, I cannot believe that I'm already half way through college. It's been both a frighteningly fast and yet exhilarating time. I love it here. Despite the trials and tribulations, I find school to be extremely challenging, rewarding, exciting, and special. I'm really looking forward to next semester's production of The Laramie Project. I had my last final today, and I stayed up until 4 a.m. because I couldn't go to sleep! I was going through every scene in my head, and also coming up with exciting ideas for publicity, outreach, recruitment, and what have you. If you can make it, I really think it'll be worth it, definitely! We're going to work very, very hard to make this production very, very special.

Coming to Harvard, I never thought I'd be so involved in theater. I thought initially that I couldn't go back, because high school was a very special place for me, and in college I'd just study the "practical" things. Well, I've learned that if I'm not happy with the things I'm doing, I should evaluate my activities, and if I'm not happy that means there are some drastic changes that need to be in order. I'm really glad that I've determined that this semester. Teaching and Theater, I think, are things that I expect to be very challenging and yet so rewarding in the upcoming junior year.

I can't believe sophomore year is over!! I need to pack things now, and empty out my room and all its modern art posters, and ... I'm getting pretty sad just thinking about it. Just 7 hours ago, I couldn't wait to be done with my last final. Now I really want to enjoy myself before I leave. I'm sad to go.

I've learned so much these past two years!! Except right now, I've done so much work these past three weeks, with final papers, oral presentations, interviews, organizing, etc. etc. I can think of nothing better to do right now than to waste all my evening playing computer games. I don't expect these posts to be read, but if you're interested, I've posted most of my final papers and presentations that have taken up so much of my life these past few weeks. Maybe someone will learn something that took me hours and hours to write. If any of these topics interest you, I'd love to hear what you have to say! I really do.

One complaint that I know I have is that I wish I had more time to work on these papers. I think that they're good, but I know that I can make them even better if I just had 1) fewer things to do in so short a time frame and/or 2) more time in which to do the things I had to do.

Anyways, here they are, in no particular order:

Social Studies Paper on Minorities in Today's Society using Beauvoir, Freud, and Foucault as a basis for discussion.

New York City Department of Education from 2002 to 2008 School Reform Analysis. This was a group project, so both the presentation and paper are jointly authored by Sarah Kasok, Jon Sproul, and Jason Wong.

Los Angeles Unified School District Urban Education Reform up to 2008 Analysis.

Statistical Analysis on Home Environment and Income on School Behavior.

P.S. We broke 3000 hits!

Social Studies Final Paper

Modeling Minorities: An Examination of the Causes and Effects of Majority and Minority Power Relations
by Jason Wong

Abstract:

This essay is primarily concerned with existing power relations among minorities in today’s society. We begin with Simone de Beauvoir’s analysis of the subjugation of women, and use this discussion to springboard into the idea that her ideas can be expanded to encompass not only women, but most minorities. In order to gain a better idea of the existing power relations among majorities and minorities, we attempt to look at Freud and Focault’s idea of society and civilization, and how societies and civilizations shape the individuals that comprise them. Finally we conclude with the thought that although economic conditions have allowed for greater equality than before, that is, that capitalism tends to break down discriminatory barriers, minorities will never truly be free of their subjugation unless society is made more aware of their existence, and culturally highlight the diversity of the human race rather than limit it.

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Statistics and Sociology Final Paper

Home, Sweet Home: An Explanation of Income and Home Environments on School Behavior
by Jason Wong

Abstract:
in this paper I explore the idea that family income and home environment are indicators of student academic behavior. My hypothesis is that both variables can predict whether or not students are likely or unlikely to turn in their homework. Ultimately, however, my findings are unable to support my hypothesis. Multiple regression shows that, contrary to what I expected from my descriptive analysis, that family income and time alone are both pretty poor indicators of homework completion. In the end, I explore other potential factors that could be greater indicators of student behavior in school.

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Urban Education Policy Case Analysis: Los Angeles Unified School District

Los Angeles Unified School District School Reform to 2008 final paper: by Jason Wong

Abstract:
In this paper I try to introduce, analyze and evaluate the reform efforts of the Los Angeles Unified School District. I note that the relatively short time frame since Mayor Villaraigrosa took partial responsibility of the school district makes it hard to tell whether or not LAUSD urban school reforms are working, although I also note that district test scores have been stagnant for a while. Finally, I make the recommendation that LAUSD improve its strategy by focusing on the three c’s: clarity, comprehensiveness, and cohesion.

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Urban Education Policy Case Analysis: New York City

New York City Public School Reform 2002 to 2008 presentation and paper accompaniment: by Sarah Kasok, Jon Sproul, and Jason Wong

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The Power of Theater

Today was a really significant day for our beginning acting class. It was our last day together. The first part of our class was spent reminiscing, and sharing with each other what this class meant to us. One thing in particular resounded with me, that through this class, I've met many, many other students who I would not have gotten to know otherwise, and through this class we've all formed a distinct community. People of different tastes, theatrical experiences, backgrounds, geographic locations, ages, etc. etc. all met and conglomerated in this class. It's awesome. More so than any other academic class, wherever our individual paths lead us now, whenever ours cross with each other, we'll be more than classmates.

Unlike athletics, where people compete with one another, and unlike academic classes, where you don't really get to work with other people and get to know them, theater is a place for community, personal growth, and exploration. Where else do you explore human nature? Where else do you depend on so many other people to create art? I love theater so much. I know I probably won't be able to depend on theater as a career, but I know my appreciation of theater will last a lifetime.

Also today is the horrible news from China and Myanmar. It's so sad. We should do all we can to help, if it is just helping people be aware of the human devastation that's happening there, and compelling people to donate if they can.

For all we know, sooner or later we might be one of those victims. No place is really immune from natural disasters.

The Harvard Laramie Project

We did it!! WE did IT! I just learned of this not even three days ago, and I'm still bouncing off the walls and flying high above the clouds.

We are producing the Harvard premier of The Laramie Project! The number of performances, and performance times will be announced at a later date, but we will be putting this production on at the Agassiz Theater here at Harvard on the weekend of January 8 to 11, 2009! Everyone's invited! Please come! It's going to be awesome!

In any case, we have big plans for this production, including possibly the use of cinematography and photographs in order to create an ultra-modern artistic feel. For our publicity campaign, we are hoping to utilize all the means available to us, including print ads, posters/flyers, making use of the internet, and especially utilizing a social network as a way to connect the cast, crew, and fans of the Harvard Laramie Project! I think what's going to be new about this particular web campaign is that I'm going to encourage all of the staff, cast and crew to blog about their experiences when they can. I think it's going to be great! It's kind of like mimicking the diary moments inside the play itself (if you are familiar with this play, you'll know what I'm talking about, if not, don't worry about it!) In addition, you'll be able to ask us questions, and prod our artistic vision as we lead into opening night! Furthermore, you'll get an insider's view of what it's like to put on a theatrical production. We have much to offer! Visit theharvardlaramieproject.ning.com and check it out! You should register! And stay tuned!

For the past two weeks, our staff has poured their heart and soul into organizing a group and a proposal for our show. Our proposal for The Agassiz theater is eight pages long. Including our credentials section, our proposal's almost twenty pages! This is all for a production that wasn't even guaranteed a space or funding!

The night before I expected to hear about whether or not we got a space, I had nightmares where I begged and pleaded with everyone I knew to get this project off the ground even though we were rejected. I prepared myself not to show disappointment or cry if we were refused. I woke up the next morning, tired from an exhausting repose, and was glued to my email inbox. I received this email in the late afternoon, that read:

We were impressed by your commitment to bringing this show to the Harvard campus, and the team presentation during your interview.

The NCT/Agassiz Review Committee has decided to grant The Laramie Project a two week residency at the Agassiz Theatre for the weeks of Dec. 15 to Jan. 11 (taking into account winter recess) contingent on the following items:
- There will only be one weekend of performances, starting no earlier than Wednesday, 1/7, and going no later than a matinee on Sunday, 1/11, allowing for an evening strike.
- You agree to work with the Agassiz staff and other building users to ensure all support spaces (Horner Room, scene shop, lobbies, etc.) are shared fairly and always left clean and organized for the next group.
- You abide by the rules and policies of the Agassiz Operations Manual and Tech Safety Manual.

Honestly, I teared up. I'm so excited for this show! We have such a genuinely awesome group behind this production, I can't help but be more and more excited for this production as time passes!! We still have much work to do, such as apply for funding, and get our paperwork together and create our organization behind this production, but we're doing this! It's almost like living a dream. *pinches self* Stay with us and follow our trials and tribulations as we begin our journey to our big performance dates! Welcome, all, to The Harvard Laramie Project!

My First Class

Well, today was the final day of class for AP US Government at MIT. I've been super busy trying to get all my paperwork, finals, presentations, applications, and sanity in order, I didn't really have time to think about preparing myself for this moment.

It hit me as soon as I told the class I had to leave a little early to submit an important application for a potential production of The Laramie Project; which I hope to direct this fall on the tenth anniversary of Matthew's death. My departure felt sudden, but the class leapt to wish me goodbye. Christina and I are hoping on hosting a final get together here at Harvard next week, but we may not see many of these students for a long, long time to come.

I was waiting desolately at the bus stop for the bus to arrive to make my appointment, and I started to tear up a little bit. I remembered each of their faces from the first day of class, and since then, I've gotten to know all of them really well. I've met their families, hosted some of their visits to Harvard, talked with them about life and politics and art, and overall had a really good time this year. Sunday afternoons, from 1:30 to 5:00 became something that I really looked forward to every week, and perhaps was one of the highlights of my week.

Well, I can't describe how sad I feel to be letting go of my dear friends who I won't be able to see on a regular basis anymore and chat with. It's heartening to think about how they're all growing up and will go to college soon, and then get jobs, and run their own lives. I feel so old when I think along these lines, but in reality I know I'm growing up along with them. I hope we keep in touch, I'd be really depressed if no one from my first class contacted me again. I've learned so much from my students, more than I can ever teach them.

I sincerely recommend teaching to everyone who can, at least for a year or two. My paths have crossed with a small group of wonderful people, and I know that from now on, our paths will continue on through life's travails, together.

Roots of Racism Today

A few days ago I wondered aloud whether or not our capacity for "compassion" as a society was decreasing, or whether or not I'm just being overly sensitive. In the context of reading Weber, I was exploring some of Weber's conceptions for the disenchantment of society, such as bureaucratization and rationalization. I wrote an entire essay for my Social Studies class on why I disagreed with Weber's prognosis that bureaucratization and rationalization are disenchanting for society. Of course, I wrote in the narrower context of the roles of the politician and the scientist. Since then, I've been taken by another idea on this related problem of the disenchantment of society by thinking that people may just be withdrawing from a public life, for whatever reason, and therefore are just becoming more removed and isolated from their peers that way.

Think about it: with people living in the suburbs, or just hanging out with their own comfortable social networks and not really stretching their social boundaries, how much are people really exposed to the ethnic, cultural, economic, geographic, political, artistic and philosophical diversity around them in society? How much compassion can one feel for peers that they don't even entirely know exist, or who are almost entirely alien and foreign to them?

(In response to my musings, I've received more stories of people who have experienced and/or seen something similar. Fascinating stuff. Thank you so much for sharing with me. I really appreciate knowing that there are people out here who I can communicate with so I don't feel like I'm constantly only communicating with myself.)

In any case, one of my friends responded by asking, "How much compassion has there been in society to begin with?" In this, she was critiquing my question's implication that in order for society's ability for compassion to decrease, I had to be referring to a period of time where compassion was the norm. I've been wondering about that too; she's right. How much compassion, really, has there been in a society with a history of war, religious conflict, genocide, cheats, and colonization? The ideals that I hold in my head are either just high minded fantasies and daydreams, or something that I've only experienced on a smaller scale.

I guess I'm really remarking about how, upon leaving San Francisco, I feel that people's understanding of diversity and compassion are really different than I expected. I feel really lucky to have had a really compassionate community in high school. Compassion to me, if I can just throw out a definition, is the ability to empathize even with people that you have little understanding of, or fundamental disagreements with. A compassionate community, then, is one where disagreements and differences are tolerated, accepted, and even appreciated. Imagine what a compassionate society can be.

Truthfully, it scares me that people can cut each other off and be emotionally detached from each other. I've lived this only recently, where I fear my roommates and I (who have split up for about two to three weeks ago over fundamental differences) have little to do with one another now. I don't even think that they miss my presence, although I know that I still care for them. In any case, my example isn't exactly illustrative of the point I'm trying to make, although it is illustrative of it on a smaller scale. What I'm trying to say is that what scares me the most, is that there is a capacity in people and society to dehumanize other individuals or even other groups of people. You don't need to physically harm or disrespect someone in order to dehumanize them. Quite simply, you can shatter their dreams. You can just treat them differently, or simply ignore them. What's worse is when you actively work to suppress them.

This has happened a lot recently to many groups, but in our current American society this is happening particularly to Muslim-Americans. There's an article in the New York Times today that struck me in particular. In this case we have a Muslim-American who attempted to moderate between Muslim-Americans, Jewish-Americans, and Christians. Ultimately, her efforts were untenable, and she paid for it. Her dream was to create a school that would teach the Arabic language, just like we do with many schools for the Spanish, French, Chinese, and other languages. Religion wasn't even a consideration in the curriculum, except in the context of global studies. Yet people out there made religion an issue, and painted her as an extremist. In fact, she didn't need to be an extremist to be punished, all that people needed to do to ruin her was identify her with a group of people who the greater American society holds little compassion for.

One of these critics in particular was a Harvard grad, Daniel Pipes. In any case, here are some of his quotes:

Conceptually, such a school could be “marvelous,” Mr. Pipes wrote, but in practice, it was certain to be problematic. “Arabic-language instruction is inevitably laden with Pan-Arabist and Islamist baggage,” he wrote, referring to the school as a madrassa, which means school in Arabic but, in the West, carries the implication of Islamic teaching.

Mr. Pipes is perhaps best known for Campus Watch, a national initiative he created to scrutinize Middle Eastern programs at colleges and universities. The drive has accused professors of, among other things, being soft on militant Islam and sympathetic to the Palestinian cause. It has stirred widespread controversy and, in some cases, may have undermined professors’ bids for tenure.

Mr. Pipes was joined in the monitoring effort by other self-declared watchdogs of militant Islam. Their Web sites are often linked to one another and their messages interwoven. One critic, David Horowitz, founded Islamo-Fascism Awareness Week, a campaign aimed at college campuses. He noted in an interview that monitors of radical Islam have increasingly trained their sights on nonviolent Muslim-Americans.

It's interesting to me how the Arabic language can automatically be defined by Islamic religious fundamentalism, and the English language not automatically identified by Christian fundamentalist evangelism. This contradiction only serves to point out the absurdity of how harshly people can treat other groups they have little understanding of, and consequently, little compassion for.

In any case, her story is a complex and complicated story. Naturally, if you have time, I encourage you to read about it and think about it.

In an odd twist of fate, she was sent to the Bronx last fall to review a small, innovative school that had opened the same month as Khalil Gibran. It also taught a foreign language: Spanish. The students seemed to be thriving. As Ms. Almontaser walked the hallways, she was shaken, she said.

“It wasn’t that I was envious that her dream materialized,” said Ms. Almontaser, referring to the principal. “It was seeing her sixth graders, her teachers, and seeing that she did it. And I didn’t get a chance.”

What is the root of the problem? Can something as simple as more compassion be the end-all cure-all of racism?

Prisons and Immigration

I've been meaning to say something about the U.S. prison system and current immigration policies for a while now. Right now, though, I feel like I'm writing out of the blue, so I'm not prepared to put my heart into this post yet. Maybe I'll get to that certain place you get to when you open up your heart and just write- if I just start somewhere.

So let me start with a few thoughts:

Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, the tempest-post to me,
I lift my golden lamp beside the door.

When I think about our country, I think about the great ideals that we were founded upon. They weren't perfect. We were, after all, founded upon a time of slavery, of sexism, and on war and territorial expansion. But even with all these caveats, we created a country. It was a country which I think was created for the purposes of aiming for ever higher ideals of compassion and benevolence, with the goal of progressively creating a better civilization and society for us and those after us. It was written, after all, that "all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." Not some, not only citizens, not whites or landowners or those who are educated or Christian, but "all".

I love the inclusive "all" in that sentence. I love the words "yearning to breathe free", and "I lift my golden lamp beside the door." I think of these words, and I get so inspired. I feel full of love and sympathy. I want to get into public policy when I think these thoughts. I want to teach our next generation of students to feel the same way. I want to do something that expresses these wonderful thoughts that were written naught three hundred years ago.

We have come a long, long way since those early days. We have expanded suffrage and granted minorities more rights and liberties and equalities progressively with time. At the same time, I think, we are getting a little bit more isolated. I think a lot of people tend to be drawn into their own little comfortable social circles, and try not to worry about social problems unless these problems directly affect them. I look at capable people who could do some good for this world, and I see some of them distracted by suburban living, by wealth and luxury, by sailboats and video games, by everything other than thinking about what's wrong with our society and working towards a solution. I see people that look down on others, and disparage them, and add to their hopeless situation.

I don't want to disparage these people, and I don't want to say that "if they only knew better, they would think the same way that I do. " I don't think that way. At the same time, I just wish that more people were compassionate in our society. I see compassion as something that's fading away with time. I think of the people in prison, and I ask the question, why do we let so many people rot there, for so long? I think of some people's reactions to immigrants, and I wonder how they have little compassion for people who, just like their forebears, are only looking for a better life? I love Maya Angelou's poetry, especially "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings." I don't want anyone to be the caged bird. But we have so many caged birds. Literally, we have a growing prison population (the highest in the Western world, even higher than China's on a proportionate basis) for silly things like drugs and petty crimes, which are bad, but why aren't we exploring rehabilitation and other policies just like other societies do? If our system's broken, why aren't we trying to fix it? Where is our compassion for our human brethren?

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.

What are your thoughts? Reactions?

The Truth Shall Set You Free

I'm struggling to find a methodology by which to state what I feel. I'm having a hard time because I don't think people are stupid. By and large, I think people are really capable of understanding anything you can teach them. Just think, in Newton's time only a few people really understood the implications of his theories on motion. Now it's standard high school physics fare. So, with time, it just goes to show that anything a genius can come up with can soon be standard knowledge. What's troubling though, as a news article that a Harvard Tutor (what we call RAs) pointed out via his blog, is that ignorance isn't bliss, it's widespread. He quotes an article that states,

"A recent survey of teenagers by the education advocacy group Common Core found that a quarter could not identify Adolf Hitler, a third did not know that the Bill of Rights guaranteed freedom of speech and religion, and fewer than half knew that the Civil War took place between 1850 and 1900."

Weber once wrote that the charismatic politician can overcome reason, and by that he meant in a good way in that the charismatic might bring back some of the magic of humanity back into our society. It's also a double edged sword. Just think about what our current government is doing to repudiate the public's knowledge on the effects of global warming, and a recent news report shows that they've been trying to convince us that air pollution doesn't really affect our health. As if. My question is how, by what passivity, or influence, or politics, do we let this happen? It's ridiculous. In an era of great technological progress and achievement, why is it that we allow parts of the government to impinge on the progress we strive for by suppressing or calling into question science?

Here's the quote from the article I reference:

Short-term exposure to smog, or ozone, is clearly linked to premature deaths that should be taken into account when measuring the health benefits of reducing air pollution, a National Academy of Sciences report concluded Tuesday.

The findings contradict arguments made by some White House officials that the connection between smog and premature death has not been shown sufficiently, and that the number of saved lives should not be calculated in determining clean air benefits.

Bureaucracies and Politicians

A while ago I posted an essay discussing Weber's view of the politician and the scientist in terms of the budding modern bureaucracy. I wrote that modern societies may not be as disenchanting as Weber realized. On the other hand, I have to give Weber credit for predicting that bureaucratic mismanagement could bring about disasters such as this:

"Arrested for killing his father late one night in 1958, James was ruled mentally ill by a judge, sent to an asylum for the criminally insane — and forgotten.

Decades after his doctors pronounced him cured, he remained trapped in a criminal justice nightmare. The hospital could only release him to the prisons authority. The prisons authority could only pick him up under a court order. The courts never called for him because they couldn't find his file.

Longing for some of his lost years, James wishes he had been convicted of murdering his father. At least then, he would have been freed after only 15 or 20 years in prison.

But a conviction would have been unlikely. His father was still alive." (link to the full story)

On another note, speaking of politicians, it's ridiculous that no one's doing anything to better manage the billions of dollars we throw at the farm industry when we could spend that money promoting sustainable, organic farming. Come on Democrats! You can do a lot of good with the money we throw at these commercial farms on a lot of issues, not just for our farms. Think about global warming, the environment, promoting domestic businesses, etc. etc. What's more interesting? Imagine going to China for organic foods. It's happening!

from sfgate.com

"Farm bill negotiators may have to trim these programs to make room for billions of dollars in automatic payouts to a few big commercial farms growing a few grain crops whose market prices are shattering records.

The 91 percent of California farmers who grow produce and are struggling against urban encroachment and environmental regulations will get none of that money. The farm bill throws a comparative pittance to the organic farming that shuns pesticides and rotates crops in a traditional method that attracts wildlife. Organic farming remains just 0.5 percent of U.S. agriculture despite soaring demand. Buyers are forced to look to China for organic produce."

The Kartika Review

I've complained a lot about the dearth of Asian American voices in cultural mediums, so it's really heartwarming to find a publication out there that is trying to develop and promote the AA voice and experience out there to the larger American society.

In reality, I think it's really remarkable that there really isn't a work or a series of works that are universally acknowledged to encompass the Asian American experience. To me, this is a travesty because the Asian American experience encompasses many historical events, is fraught with challenges and successes, encourages cultural exploration, explores the meaning of family, raises many questions around "What is American culture?"... well, you get the picture.

I hope you'll check out the Kartika Review. If you, or anyone you know, writes about anything related to the Asian Diaspora, or is a talented AA writer, please seriously consider submitting to the magazine. The Kartika Review is a quarterly magazine, and accepts submissions year-round. It's a new publication, so imagine the possibilities of what may come if we all buy-in and support this project, which is perhaps the only one of its kind.

Just think about how much more vibrant, more colorful, more interesting society is now that we are growing ever more diverse and multicultural than we ever were in history. So if one entire group of people's voices and/or artistic representations are less clear, prominent and/or developed than others, then isn't that is a cause worth working towards?

(In the interest of full disclosure, I was recently brought on as the Essays Editor for the Kartika Review. Therefore, I'm personally interested and invested in this project, and if you are a writer or are interested in writing, then I hope that you would think about sharing your work with us for the benefit of the AA community and all our readers.)