Choosing the “Right College”

I’m back in the US, spending a quiet Christmas with my family. Until my uncle Thomas, and my cousins Frida and Alex arrived, I spent much of my time the last few days in the Bartlesville, Oklahoma library where my sister works, making slow progress on translation and catching up on various journals that I subscribe to that pile up at my parents’ house. As a break, I sometimes pick up interesting looking books from the nearby shelf. My most interesting recent find is the bookThe ISI Guide 2004: Choosing the Right College: The Whole Truth About America’s Top Schools. I didn’t notice when I took the book off the shelf that the phrase “the Right” was a different color from the rest of the title, nor should I have, since the Intercollegiate Studies Institute is described as a “a nonprofit, nonpartisan educational organization”. The cover and back of the book also professed an objectivity that I would find growingly amusing as I flipped through the contents….
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Good Riddance

“Good riddance, the world is a better place without you,” says Bush about the recent capture of one of world’s tyrants, Saddam Hussein. There is indeed much cause for celebration. While I agree wholeheartedly with the US president’s statement, we should remind ourselves of a number of things:

1) My government has put into power, funded, and supported militarily far more tyrants than it has overthrown (including Saddam). Let us not, in our euphoria, believe for a second that we are a benevolent empire.

2) There are hundreds of cruel men holding power in infamous regimes all over the world. These include many of America’s regional allies and Saddam’s neighbors. It once included Saddam himself. As has been the case throughout history, we befriend evil men when it suits the interests of our empire and we destroy them and denounce their atrocities for the same. Whatever the motives of the individuals who fight and die for them, nations are not and never have been the agents of justice.

3) The security of the Middle East is better without Saddam than with it. However, it is not entirely clear if the security of the region is net increased by the new presence of a US client state. It may well be that the new configuration will be ultimately more destabilizing, but this depends on a number of as yet unresolved variables.

4) If we rejoice for the capture of Saddam, let us at least not fool ourselves into thinking that we have attained the US goals of the conflict (though a personal goal of the Bush family and the dreams of millions of others have been realized). We have not found WMDs and more importantly, we have almost singlehandedly self-fulfilled the prophesy of violent opposition on almost a civilizational level. We have literally fed the flames of terrorism. We might as well have been spraying oxygen instead of water.

Gas Station

I’m back in the US until the end of the month spending time with family.

I was sitting in the airport in Houston, Texas (at the George Bush Intercontinental Airport no less) yesterday and getting my first taste of American media in a long time via airpot CNN. On the debate program “Crossfire” a CNN correspondent describes how he drove across Iraq to get to Baghdad. On the way, his team stop for gas, where there are 4 miles of gas lines.

He describes how his group of American ex-special forces CNN mercenaries pull in front of the line of Iraqis waiting to get gas, commandeer the gas station and keep everyone else away as they fill up with gas and drive on to Baghdad.

The fiery democrat debater (I don’t know his name) asks the correspondent the exact question that was on my mind when I heard this: Isn’t this exactly the kind of behavior that is stirring anti-American sentiment in Iraq?

Yes, he answered, but as a Westerner in a dangerous country, there was no other option…

What right does a bunch of American reporters and armed mercenaries have to cut in front of miles of waiting Iraqis and, by force of arms, commandeer an Iraqi gas station?

The answer is not, I believe, that this was some blatant act meant as an insult to the Iraqi people or that anyone there necessarily believed they were more important than anyone else in line.

It is the law of the jungle. In the absence of security provided by a state with a monopoly on organized violence, all parties, including but especially prone foreigners who are most likely to be targeted for attack, will act in such a way to protect themselves and achieve their goals.

However, let there be no illusion that the United States of America gives a damn about the Iraqi people, their rights, or their future. Also, let there be no surprise as to why we are despised by the people of Iraq as self-serving hypocrites.

Culture

You know…after close to 27 years on this hunk of space debris, I realized that I haven’t a clue what culture is. Note to self: Figure out what culture is.

What prompted this was a simple question? I was translating a debate from a Japan/Korea joint conference on religious education as a part time job. I came across the phrase, “…not only do we fall short in the study of other cultures but we are also severely lacking in the study of our own.”

What does it mean to study your culture? How can it be mine if it is unknown to me? In what sense are traditions, rituals, and prescriptive norms a part of “my” culture if I don’t even know about them, much less follow them…

Taiwan Survey

A Taipei Times article mentions the results of a new survey which includes a question about Taiwanese identity:

“…given the choice of identifying themselves as Taiwanese, Chinese or both Taiwanese and Chinese, the proportion of people identifying themselves as Taiwanese had risen from 37 percent in late October to 50 percent.

Those who considered themselves both Taiwanese and Chinese had dropped from 48 percent in late October to 38 percent.

The poll did not, however, show the figures for people identifying themselves as Chinese.”

I suspect this trend will only continue.

Trip to the Hospital

Just went to the hospital. No no, nothing life threatening, but that’s where you go when you get sick here. I have had a breathing problem of late and went to have it looked at. I went once before to the Adventist hospital in Ogikubo, which is the biggest hospital in my area, but the sign on the entrance said they only accepted walk-ins from 8:30 to 10:30 in the morning, which is a pretty bad window for me.

I went back today just before 8:30 and was really impressed with the whole experience. I was told to sit down along with three rows of other patients in a little TV salon. A hospital employee came to welcome us promptly at 8:30, announced the opening of services and explained the procedures like we were about to start a ride on a roller coaster. Well, we were…sort of. By 10:10 they had supplied me with my own new patient card; sent me to a nurse for the measurement of height, weight, and blood pressure; sent me to a doctor who discussed my problem with me; sent me to their X-ray division for a chest X-ray; sent me to their “heart” section for an EKG, and their “general inspection” area for a blood test. Everyone was incredibly friendly and simply took my patient card, and one of the pieces of paper that the doctor had handed to me, performed their section’s task and sent me packing to the next stop. Most of my time was not spent waiting for anything, but in getting from one section of the hospital to another. From the time the doctors started working at 9, it took just over a single hour to go through everything, including the half hour that the doctor spent with me. Since I am on the $25 per month national Japanese insurance plan my hospital visit and all of these tests cost about $110.

Postman Pat Nightmares

Postman Pat has played a formative role in my childhood, but an ambivalent one at best. For those who had no exposure to the world of this happy postman, his cat, and the red Royal Post van that he drives through a sleepy country village, this posting will mean little to you.

I am, you see, haunted by Postman Pat and to this day, or rather, at least until the day before yesterday, Pat and his sleepy village have appeared randomly in my worst nightmares…
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Noodles

I found a great ramen noodle place in the middle of Kichijoji today as I was hunting for dinner in my neighborhood. It is called Tenbunkan (天文館) and both their Kyûshû-style tonkotsu miso ramen and gyôza dumplings were fantastic.

I love Japanese ramen. I’m not talking about the kind we survived on as poor college students. I’m talkin’ about the real thing. Noodle soups with carefully kept secret recipes, a variety of vegetables, and sometimes an egg or thin round cuts of meat. Unfortunately, I never found any noodles in Beijing that I liked, and I tried many of their huge variety of noodles when I was there.

In Japan, ramen noodles are a highly developed food industry, with a cult following. See the movie Tampopo for an excellent and humorous peek into the ramen world of Japan. In addition to being delicious, even the best noodle stops are quick, relatively cheap, and totally fill you up. There are of course a lot of bad noodles in Japan with a kind of standard drab taste, but there are also thousands of branded and often highly unique ramen shops all over Japan. You can buy any number of ramen guidebooks to help you explore the variety available in your city and there is always the Ramen Museum where you can taste some of the best that Japan has to offer. Tonkotsu miso, spicy miso, and regular miso styles are my favorites. I think I might have to eventually add a page here listing my favorite Tokyo ramen places.

Link time

  • Very bizarre but interesting search engine which gives you a sort of a concept map for your search with hits spacially distributed.
  • I didn’t include it in my last article on resistance but here are some documents related to General Stroop’s reports on his clearing out of the Warsaw ghetto, and here is a good concise article on the uprising.
  • BBC had an interesting article about a mystic who can apparently survive long periods without food and water and was recently tested by doctors to prove his claims.
  • There is some great anti-war propaganda posters for sale on sale.
  • An amazon rip-off site offers a really great range of movies, books, and music from Japan, Chinese speaking areas, and Korea. I recently bought a DVD from them, a Chinese movie on Kawashima Yoshiko, the Manchurian princess/Japanese wartime spy also seen in the Last Emperor.
  • Tony Laszlo pointed out this award-winning site on language education, and specifically promoting the teaching of mother tongues in Swedish schools.
  • My “fun” reading now is a Seagrave book on the “Yamashita gold” and a alleged postwar conspiracy by the US to use Japanese loot for its coldwar slush fund. There is a glowing review of the book by Chalmers Johnson online. I’m about half way through the book, and have very mixed thoughts about it. I have very deep concerns with some of their outlandish claims and exaggerations which I might blog about when I finish the book.