Monday, September 17, 2007

Mama Gump ...Censored!

This makes me so ANGRY!

Who doesn't love Sally Fields (aka Tom Hank's mom as my mom calls her)? Well she just won an Emmy - yay! that's the good part. She looked fabulous all night in a magenta strapless gown and perfect skin even at 61!?!


This year, Fox aired the Emmy's for the first time, hired insipid Ryan Seacrest as host, used a stupid round stage making it all the polish of a bad reality show.

Sally Fields starts giving an emotional acceptance speech for her Best Actress Emmy and totally gets bleeped out (at least the 3rd instance that night)

See from 1:55-2:10:
http://www.youtube.com/v/m0Ftq9N4fzo


Here's what Fields was trying to say:
"Surely this belongs to all the mothers of the world. May they be seen, may their work be valued and raised. Especially to the mothers who stand with an open heart and wait..wait for their children to come home from danger, from harm’s way, and from war. I am proud to be one of those women..let's face it, if mothers ruled the world" [silence, cameras dramatically pan away]...if they only let her finish, she was trying to say: "there'd be no goddamned wars in the first place."
Is that so earth shattering? Isn't the complete screw up of the "war" common knowledge by now...hence troop withdrawals finally? eugh

Note to Facebook: Please don't go the way of Myspace and get bought out by Rupert Murdoch* ...EVER!

*Did you know Murdoch married some golddigging Chinese woman half his age who convinced some nice unassuming English teacher to sponsor her back in the 80s, only to run off with the nice teacher's husband whom she divorced promptly after the 2 year wait for her visa. Now onto her second geriatric marriage, she's part of a huge media conglomerate and quite buddy buddy with the Chinese govy which Fox is desperate to mollify - shameful really. Right you probably didn't know all that - Murdoch has very successfully surpressed profiles of his wife from being published.
Ironically I'm citing a China-based blog for info censored elsewhere: http://www.danwei.org/media_business/murdochs_wife_censored_profile.php


Right so this post was about Sally Field. I'm pissed!
Thankfully I'm not the only one: http://thinkprogress.org/2007/09/16/fox-censors-sally-fields-anti-war-speech-at-emmys/

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Vietnam to Cambodia

How'd those sanddunes turn out at 5am in Mui Ne? GREAT! Too bad I can't post the picture of me after I totally flipped over on my plastic sanddune sheet and literally ate it..hard. Took a whole day to get all that sand out ... of my ears! [The whole situation was almost as hilarious as when during Senior Olympics in college I spent virtually the entire dizzy bat race on the ground...at least there was just me and the wide expanse of sand to witness my fall.] I blame our pushy little kid who tried to charge us like $3 for a $1 operation (a rip off if you're as el cheapo as I am, and definitely a rip off in SE Asia). He pushed me really hard, before I was ready, and sent me hurtling down a 40 degree incline on a white sand dune and no way of breaking. It was beautiful though, and before 9am, not super hot. We confirmed our suspicions that the little kid was muttering swears at us the whole time when he said the same things in front of a Vietnamese adult and was rewarded with a smack upside the head. Our next set of tour guides (ie. kids out to make a buck) took us to Fairy River - this stream carved into red sand dunes that look like canyons, sure beat the fish sauce in huge clay vats operation that led up to it. Fish sauce is great, especially on things like bun (cold vietnamese noodles) but it's definitely one of those things that you have to be eating to enjoy and if you're not eating it then it there, the anchovy smell is just overpowering!

After a fun night checking out nightlife in Ho Chi Min City (ie. Jo & Jia going to bed after 10pm for once on this trip) we got up at the crack of dawn again to set off towards Cambodia. After a bus, boat, bus, ferry, bus, boat, bus, boat trip (did you get that straight?), we finally arrived in Phnom Penh. I've pretty much taken all forms of transportation in Vietnam (train - seat and sleeper, bus, minivan, Soviet-era looking jeep, plane, boat - small rowboat and motor-propelled wooden one) ... except for public buses. But nothing compares to the dozens of vans and buses we passed on the road in Cambodia today which saw people and luggage stacked up on the roof of the vehicle! With how small people are here, they can fit a guy and 3 girls on a motorbike too. I'm sure the driver (male) felt pretty pimp.

On the way to Cambodia while still in Vietnam, we stopped by a floating village (village on stilts) outside Chau Doc, a border town where one fishery house can fit over 80,000 fish! We also went to a Cham village, the Cham people are Islamic, once ruled a whole kingdom in Southern Vietnam and are thought to come from Malay stock. There was a guy who made iceys and made a whole village of children happy with his handmade crushed ice + syrup concoctions. Sadly, I also saw a young child who looked very sickly and malnourished with spindly legs and a vacant expression. I watched his mother spoon congee (apparently sounds similar in Portuguese as well!) into his mouth. She patted his head to indicate some kind of head injury perhaps. We also saw 2 young kids massaging a grandpa on his bed. Even though this village regularly entertains tourists, there were few signs that tourism was leaving behind any real benefit to its inhabitants. Our Vietnamese guide encouraged us not to give money to the children who begged as it is "not good for them", Pringles were a hit as a gift though!

I was sad to leave Vietnam where people had been so nice to me. This was a point our Vietnamese tour guide from last night wanted us to hit home as well. He explained that he found Americans especially wary of Vietnam because of the legacy of war (um, which we fought on someone else land and sprayed napalam and dioxide on civilians harming Vietnamese for generations). He kept repeating, "I don't know what Americans teach in schools, but we Vietnamese are friendly...please tell your friends!" It made me sad that this proud man was almost begging us to tell our friends that Vietnamese no longer held hard feelings after the US had waged such an atricious war it really didn't need to out of strategic interest. It also says something about how important foreign tourism is becoming to the economy and I think reflects a continued paranoia of the US towards communist states (China, Vietnam, Cuba). Most people who go to China tell me that they did not envision communism/socialism/maoism to look like this. These countries are changing at a lightening pace and a single politically loaded term cannot encapsulate them. Sure China (and I assume Vietnam) have loads of problems and frustrations (corruption, lack of transparency, lack of free and widespread elections, arbitrary laws) but so many of these issues plague other developing nations that call themselves free and democratic it's no sense discriminating based on a name.

Back to travel notes, just cruising along the Mekong was beautiful though! Lots of waving children (forget split pants, kids don't seem to be fully clothed until 5 or 6), fields of sugar cane, palm trees, and lush vegetation. Crossing over into Cambodia there were rows of ominous storm clouds but the patches of rain in the distance were very distinct and isolated. When it rained on our little boat, the sun was still bright out. Makes for very changeable weather.

One clear sign of poor management in Cambodia is the lack of drainage in the roads. It rained moderately today and when we drove into Phnom Penh, the streets were completely flooded. Walking around the block required wading through foot deep water ... so like playing in the rain but much dirtier. The Lonely Planet guide lists uncovered manholes as a danger in PP, especially with how few street lights there are at night and the deep cess pools of germy water currently covering the streets. We did happen upon a great supermarket today - Lucky Supermarket which had Milanos, gummy bears, and cereal! at cheaper than US prices Who woulda thunk in Cambodia? Also did you know that you can use US dollars pretty much everywhere in Cambodia (even more widespread than in Vietnam)? The AZN Bank ATM I went to only dispensed in USD and the supermarket listed all prices in dollars. Will RMB ever make it this big in its asian neighbors?

Tomorrow, we will go to the Killing Fields outside Phnom Penh which thanks to the Khmer Rouge killed nearly 2 million (or a whopping 25% of the population?!?!) Then we will return to the glory of Angkor tomorrow by heading up to Siem Reap. Also did you know that Thai boxing and dancing actually come from the Khmer civilization in Cambodia? Right, more surprising facts to come!

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Postcard from Vietnam

Sorry for the lack of updates! Between the great China firewall and general laziness, I just haven't found the time. Now I'm all moved out of my apartment in Beijing and traveling in Vietnam and Cambodia now with Jo, a friend from Beijing. I seem to only write when traveling...especially in transit now so some travel stories and reflections on the year:

Kunming: I stopped by Kunming for a few days to celebrate Mike's birthday and see Julie and in 2 short days I managed to find a new appreciation for this city between it's reasonably priced spas (Dianchi district) and its even more reasonably priced smoothies (5 kuai baby! or 60 cents). Plus I love Yunnan food with its goat cheese innumberable tropical fruits on every street corner (currently obsessed with mangosteens and rambutan although dragon fruit and papaya are not far behind...google it if you don't know what they are!)

2 dirty days on buses and trains later, I arrived across the border in Vietnam ... only to high-tail over to the Chinese embassy and pay more money than everyone else as a US citizen to make sure my Chinese visa doesn't expire - bleh. This whole visa thing for China is just a big scam to get more money, because it's not that they won't let you in, they just want you to pay more and more immigration/psb officials get a cut off the top.

I only had 1 day in Sapa - Northern Vietnam in Lao Cai Province. Absolutely beautiful lush terrace farms, similar to Guangxi, Yunnan, or Guizhou which are right across the border. Also lots of Miao/Hmong ethnic along with other mountain tribes (known as Montagnards in Vietnam, thanks to the Frenchies). Also thanks to the French influence there's baguette for breakfast and lunch if you choose (banh mi sandwiches with cheese, pate, veggies, chilies, whatever you dream of). Personal street food fav is bun - the cold noodles served with a soup of fish sauce that you eat with veggies and bbq pork. Wonderful in the North, but haven't seen much of in the South, much more rice from my observation.

Hanoi: Then 2 days in Hanoi which were a great blur on a lime green bike I rented. The chain came off about every time I stopped but it was lovely zooming around Hanoi anyways. Vietnam is definitely a heaven for mopeds. The nice thing about biking is you don't need to stay to the side because 2 wheeled vehicles have right of way over 4 wheeled vehicles since there are fewer cars. The Museum of Ethnology was a great bike ride (and bun meal) away and well worth it. The War Museum in Hanoi displayed a couple US airplanes captured from the Vietnam war. Eerily, it also had a centerpiece of a pile of b-52 bombs, plane parts, and other military equipment stacked together like a modern art display. I also went to a restaurant called KOTO - know one, teach one, a non-profit restaurant that trains at-risk and disadvantaged young adults. There are many restaurants/organizations like this in Vietnam who benefit orphans, children etc. Would be a good idea for China too!

Halong Bay: After meeting up with Jo in Hanoi, we took the advice of our AMAZING hostel (Hanoi Backpacker's Hostel) and took a trip to a PRIVATE ISLAND (I just like the sound of that) facing Cat Ba in Halong Bay. Think sarongs, grass umbrellas, and soft surf. Jo was hardcore and fell along a cave while kayaking so I just lapped around on these funny animal floaties...definitely regressing age-wise, it's great!

Hoi An: 16 hours train ride from Hanoi later we arrived in the quaint seaside town of Hoi An in central Vietnam. The entire town is a UNESCO heritage site. Hoi An was an important port in the "maritime silk road" and still shows its Chinese, Japanese, and later French influence in the architecture (Japanese bridge, Fujian Assembly Hall, tailoring sweatshops in French colonial buildings). Hoi An is famous for its nearly 200 tailor shops and we definitely took advantage. I finally made my first qipao/cheongsam...in Vietnam. We went to a great store called B'Lan with really friendly staff...to make me feel a little less guilty on taking advantage of such cheap labor (better my business than a cost cutting MNC right?)

Vietnam is a long strip with lush mountains (good cover for guerilla fighting and targeted by American deforestation efforts during the war) so there's coastline everywhere. 2 hours of baking under the sun so hot you couldn't walk on the sand, I emerged burnt as a muffin in Hoi An and so sticky I had to peel clothes off me after clothes-fittings at the tailors.

Saigon: We spent only one day in Ho Chi Minh City (I prefer Saigon) yesterday walking around and I didn't like what I saw as much as Hanoi which was all small alleywalls and curving streets named after traditional guilds in the Hoan Kiem area (Hang Bac = silver street, Hang Dao = silk dyer). Saigon had wide boulevards. We went to the Reunification/Independance Palace where Diem used to entertain before liberation by the N. Vietnamese in 1975. Pictures of its violent takeover along with a series of narrow hallways and rooms full of radio, telephone, and decryption equipment filled the basement. There was also a propaganda piece film shown in English, French and Chinese. More poignant was the War Remnants (former War Memorial) Museum. The exhibit on journalists who died in the war and on the devastating effects of agent orange serve as testament to the combined millions from both sides that died in this atricious war. The guestbook was split between comments from Koreans, Japanese, and Europeans on resisting American imperialism (many touching on the Iraq war), and comments from Americans on resisting Vietnamese propaganda. The other SEAsians and Malaysians especially called for peace.

I've been disappointed that I haven't learned more about the war on this trip. Other expats have asked if I've seen any hostility as an American and I can honestly say that in general, I've encountered really nice Vietnamese. This says alot about how far these 2 countries have come in the last 30 years to normalize relations as well as Vietnam's welcoming of tourist money. I met up with a friend of a friend of a ..(FOAFA) last night who's also a returned Vietnamese (from the Bay Area!) and we peppered the poor guy with our questions and observations of Vietnam. We discussed how Vietnam is becoming a popular alternative to China to set-up factories and for FDI and how money matters more than guanxi (relationships) here. China's policies swerve one way and then another and also is increasingly pickier about the foreign companies it lets set up shop in China and feed off its labor force. It's also interesting to hear the perspective of another returned immigrant to a socialist country. All these comparisons I never thought to make before because I live in the China bubble which is so all-encompassing. This year has definitely expanded my views on what being "Chinese" means, both the Han, and 56 recognized ethnic minorities...from Tibet to Xinjiang, mainland to now HK, Macau, and many many overseas. And also all the dialogue, trade, and interaction with other nations from Japan to Vietnam, Germany to Australia. We talk about how we live in a globalized world and internet is bringing us together, but with trade routes and cross-pollinating religions of centuries ago, maybe we've been a globalized world for a long time and just didn't realize it. With lower barriers to access information from all over the world, its just more reason and responsibility to see beyond our own borders and barriers into the rest of the world.

With that, I sign off from the beach town of Mui Ne. Sanddunes (white and red) tomorrow morning at 5am (no joke). Then cruise up the Mekong across to Cambodia on Saturday. Stay tuned!

Thursday, March 1, 2007

International Women's Day Benefit for Orphans

Just got back from the Philippines which was awesome (specifically Boracay, unspeakably beautiful and fun)...will write more on that later. But in response to my last post on volunteering weekly at an orphanage, I'm helping to organize a big benefit event next Thursday, March 8th. In case any of you are in Beijing, I'd love to see your happy shining caring faces! Details follow:

You are invited to celebrate...

International Women's Day 2007
Benefiting the Beijing International Committee for Chinese Orphans (BICCO)
Thursday, March 8, 2007
7:00-11:00pm
@ Pavillion
Gongti Xilu, Across from the Workers' Stadium West Gate
Y100/person, includes one free drink and hors-d'oeuvres
Buy one drink get one free, 7-8:00pm
Presentation at 9:00pm
Silent auction from 7-10:30pm
Hosted by Jo Kent & Friends
Business Casual Attire

All are welcome! Please share this with your friends, family and colleagues.
For more information, please contact Jo at jolingk@gmail.com or 15901409570.


欢迎参加庆祝


2007年国际妇女节
赞助北京国际救助中国孤儿委员会慈善晚会

2007年3月8 号 (星期四)
晚7点至晚11点

@ Pavillion 在万龙腾飞吧
工体西路, 工体西门对面, 电话: 6507-2617

100元/位,包括一杯免费酒水和小吃
晚7点至晚8点,酒水买一赠一
晚9点,讲演
晚7点至晚10:30,无声拍卖
承办人:康久龄及其朋友
商务便装出席

欢迎所有人参加!请将邀请信息传与你的朋友、家人及同事!

关于更多的信息,请联系康久龄,邮箱jolingk@gmail.com ,电话:15901409570

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Abandoned Children

I volunteer at an orphanage every Saturday. Every Saturday, I spend four hours on trains, buses, and subway lines to spend three hours at small care facility for children attached to the elder care center in a suburb of Beijing. The center is not an official registered orphanage. All the boys and some of the girls are physically or mentally challenged in some way although some of the girl babies seem fine, although I surmise they will end up developmentally challenged from lack of care and stimulation. These children are not up for international adoption. They are the forgotten abandoned children in China. Actually, there is also a mental hospital next to the center which we are not allowed to enter although we hear screaming occasionally and we speculate that there are many disturbed children inside.
These children are mostly well fed and clothed. Basic necessities are taken care of through international donations, and I assume some support from the government via the elder care center it is attached to. On the surface, the orphanage is well lit and heated. There is a colorful plastic jungle gym in the hallway and this week, Valentine's Day cards on the wall, a reminder of an activity done with other activities during the week.

Faced with the one-child policy, everyone's preference is for a healthy boy. Parents who have a mentally or physically disable child are allowed to have another child, and many of those first-borns are abandoned. Few parents are willing or prepared to take care of mentally or physically disabled children so they take the chance to have another "normal" child. Even in this outskirt of Beijing, preference for boys can be seen since there are some baby girls at the center who do not exhibit developmental problems. This preference fades amongst well-heeled city-dwellers who spoil their daughters as much as their sons.

What is most disturbing is the little attention each of the children receive. But who is responsible?
It would be easy to blame the ayis who mostly treat the children with indifference. But most are uneducated and probably have never been taught how to handle cerebral palsy, Down Syndrome, the adorable cleft palate babies, or the innumerable other ailments these children have. Their misfortune for being placed at a dead-end job in an orphanage, and the daily toil of their lives shows in how they treat the children. I see them casually pick up and plop down babies a foot above the crib bedding. They yell commands at the children and there is some swatting of heads, at least this is when we are present. These ayi's who work for this center are paid something like 800 rmb (100 USD) a month and only have one or two days off a month. They work around the clock to make sure that the children are fed and generally stay out of trouble. When asked what will happen to these chilren over Spring Festival when most of the ayis will go home to their families, one ayi replied, "oh, there will be a few who will alternate and the security guards will help out too". I can only hope that these chilren won't develop diseases or get into trouble with minimal care and supervision the next two weeks.

When I go with a group of volunteers, we clean and one group does activities with the older children who do not attend school or seem to have any regular structured teaching or activity time. I usually spend more time with the babies who are given so little care. They cry so little because they've been conditioned to believe that crying doesn't necessarily mean you will be picked up, wiped, spoken to or any of the other things parents would do. My job is to encourage them to roll over, crawl, walk, make sounds and achieve other developmental milestones.

There is one baby boy. Last month, he was sick with an awful mucus-y chest cough and had trouble breathing. Then he developed a skin infection and rash all over his face which means he is no one's favorite to pickup. Everytime I hold him, his entire body is completely stiff, his little hands and feet completely clenched together. His eyes dart around and he cannot make eye-contact. I try to massage his little muscles, but none of us know what is wrong with him, and I'm not trained to know what to do.

Some of the volunteers are organizing a benefit for these children in March, but we worry what will happen to these children long-term. Without a chance at school, or physical therapy, and caretakers who understand their specific conditions, these children have little chance of being able to take care of themselves one day. It's not just about donations for food or toys, these children need long-term care. The ayis need to have more time off and be paid more so they can afford to care for these children. They need training on how to deal with children with disabilities. Everyday just becomes waiting it out for these children. I try to imagine life from their POV and I fail. But I do see their faces light up and the countless "bao bao's" (hold me!) that assault us the second we come in the door every Saturday afternoon. I know how much I look forward to seeing them on Saturdays. I know how worried and frustrated I am when we leave around 5:30pm every Saturday, fretting over whether that baby with the cough will get better, or whether that adorable cleft palate baby with 2 teeth sticking out will finally get surgery, or if the girl who is always left in a playpen in the hallway will be picked up by anyone this upcoming week, or if she will be left to waste away...

I also know that these children are the luckier ones. If orphanages exist like this on the outskirts of Beijing, what must they be like in other more remote provinces? in Henan where over 200 HIV/AIDs orphans are supposedly quarantined into a warehouse? As orphans, these children are given a surname by the center. They are all named 党 "dang" or party, as in Communist Party. Ironic since for me, they stand for the emptiness of promises for communal welfare. We are all responsible for these children, most of all the government that put in place one-child policies that incentivize parents to abandon handicapped children.

This is what keeps me in China.

Thursday, February 8, 2007

welcome to my blog

To kick off this blog, a little ditty on the states and countries I've been to. I know quality > quantity (oh boy has living in China taught me that lesson), but it's nice to have a geographic imagining of the places I've been, and oh, the places I'll go!

United States of america:


create your own visited states map

I've been to (the airports of) other states in passing but I'm trying to be honest here. Have I really never been to Michigan? or the Carolinas? Looks I really need to roadtrip through pretty much all of the West. It's a shame that my cousin is from New Mexico and yet I've never been...Route 66 anyone?

Now for this earth:

create your own visited countries map

Here I thought 2 years abroad was finally licking my wanderlust now looking at the map makes me dream about all the places I have yet to see: Cambodia, Vietnam, Brazil, Argentina, Cuba, North Korea, South Africa, Egypt, Denmark, Australia, Spain, Italy, India, and Nepal are at on the immediate short list. And in two weeks, the Philippines will also be highlighted red.