Wednesday, January 9, 2008

From Today's New York Times

I see more and more of my friends supporting Barak Obama but I have yet to decide.

Anyway, though this has nothing to do with my trip I really wanted to post this article from today's New York Times because I think it is so interesting and true.

Women are Never Front Runners
By Gloria Steinem

THE woman in question became a lawyer after some years as a community organizer, married a corporate lawyer and is the mother of two little girls, ages 9 and 6. Herself the daughter of a white American mother and a black African father — in this race-conscious country, she is considered black — she served as a state legislator for eight years, and became an inspirational voice for national unity.

Be honest: Do you think this is the biography of someone who could be elected to the United States Senate? After less than one term there, do you believe she could be a viable candidate to head the most powerful nation on earth?

If you answered no to either question, you’re not alone. Gender is probably the most restricting force in American life, whether the question is who must be in the kitchen or who could be in the White House. This country is way down the list of countries electing women and, according to one study, it polarizes gender roles more than the average democracy.

That’s why the Iowa primary was following our historical pattern of making change. Black men were given the vote a half-century before women of any race were allowed to mark a ballot, and generally have ascended to positions of power, from the military to the boardroom, before any women (with the possible exception of obedient family members in the latter).

If the lawyer described above had been just as charismatic but named, say, Achola Obama instead of Barack Obama, her goose would have been cooked long ago. Indeed, neither she nor Hillary Clinton could have used Mr. Obama’s public style — or Bill Clinton’s either — without being considered too emotional by Washington pundits.

So why is the sex barrier not taken as seriously as the racial one? The reasons are as pervasive as the air we breathe: because sexism is still confused with nature as racism once was; because anything that affects males is seen as more serious than anything that affects “only” the female half of the human race; because children are still raised mostly by women (to put it mildly) so men especially tend to feel they are regressing to childhood when dealing with a powerful woman; because racism stereotyped black men as more “masculine” for so long that some white men find their presence to be masculinity-affirming (as long as there aren’t too many of them); and because there is still no “right” way to be a woman in public power without being considered a you-know-what.

I’m not advocating a competition for who has it toughest. The caste systems of sex and race are interdependent and can only be uprooted together. That’s why Senators Clinton and Obama have to be careful not to let a healthy debate turn into the kind of hostility that the news media love. Both will need a coalition of outsiders to win a general election. The abolition and suffrage movements progressed when united and were damaged by division; we should remember that.

I’m supporting Senator Clinton because like Senator Obama she has community organizing experience, but she also has more years in the Senate, an unprecedented eight years of on-the-job training in the White House, no masculinity to prove, the potential to tap a huge reservoir of this country’s talent by her example, and now even the courage to break the no-tears rule. I’m not opposing Mr. Obama; if he’s the nominee, I’ll volunteer. Indeed, if you look at votes during their two-year overlap in the Senate, they were the same more than 90 percent of the time. Besides, to clean up the mess left by President Bush, we may need two terms of President Clinton and two of President Obama.

But what worries me is that he is seen as unifying by his race while she is seen as divisive by her sex.

What worries me is that she is accused of “playing the gender card” when citing the old boys’ club, while he is seen as unifying by citing civil rights confrontations.

What worries me is that male Iowa voters were seen as gender-free when supporting their own, while female voters were seen as biased if they did and disloyal if they didn’t.

What worries me is that reporters ignore Mr. Obama’s dependence on the old — for instance, the frequent campaign comparisons to John F. Kennedy — while not challenging the slander that her progressive policies are part of the Washington status quo.

What worries me is that some women, perhaps especially younger ones, hope to deny or escape the sexual caste system; thus Iowa women over 50 and 60, who disproportionately supported Senator Clinton, proved once again that women are the one group that grows more radical with age.

This country can no longer afford to choose our leaders from a talent pool limited by sex, race, money, powerful fathers and paper degrees. It’s time to take equal pride in breaking all the barriers. We have to be able to say: “I’m supporting her because she’ll be a great president and because she’s a woman.”

Friday, December 28, 2007

CREEPY

So less than 24 hours after my last post, the number of people who have visited my blog has doubled. Shocked, I looked up where they were coming from and found this:

http://wc1.worldcrossing.com/WebX/.1de61ff8/2926

http://wc1.worldcrossing.com/WebX/.1de61ff8?@347.mYbpaTNlf8W@

Haha.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

On the lack of posts

My internet access has been hit or miss and thus my posting rare. Now I'm in a great cafe, having just had the most yummy onion soup but have to flee because, while I agree the music is great, the host insists on tapping along to each song with a spoon and I am on the verge of going crazy.

I'm going to London for the weekend and New Years and may have some down time to post. After that, I'll be back in the states! It's amazing how the time has flown. I will still post about my time in Paris because I still have so much to say- I've only gotten through things I did in October.

In the mean time, here's a little post.

One of my first Saturdays here I decided to walk around the Marais neighborhood. It used to a Jewish neighborhood but is now known as slightly Jewish, but more gay, with lots of expensive shopping. It's a nice afternoon walk in the sun, with stop for falafel.

So I'm walking down a very quiet back street and this guy walking towards me, accompanied by another man and a woman, looks incredibly familiar. I realize it's Leonardo DiCaprio. I don't really believe it- he was wearing a hat- but as I get closer he exclaims, "Let's go get some ice cream!" and I know it's him because I recognize his voice. He's also with Lukas Haas (who I know is an actor but could not name a single movie he's been in. I think he's more famous for his friends.) As I walk by them, and Leonardo Dicaprio bumps into me, I can't help but have my own Big moment. I feel like I am twelve and have the most enormous grin on my face. I wanted to marry this guy after I saw Romeo and Juliet. I had posters of him on my wall. I was in love. Teeny Bopper love, but still, in love.

Anyway, as he passes me by I considered asking for a photo for nostalgia sake (Titanic may have been the last movie of his I saw), but that's not really my thing. But I'm still feeling twelve and decide to take a picture of the back of his head.

This is the original picture-- there's some guy blocking most of Leonardo Dicaprio. You can see it took me a while to be cheesy enough to even take this photo.
I was going to do a little snazzy job and zoom and crop so you could actually see the back of his head but now I realize I don't know how to do that on my computer and still make it so that the photo is large enough to see. But I swear that's him!

So to end the story, I had that silly grin on my face for about three blocks. I think people actually stared.

All so so so ridiculous.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Brussels

I went to Brussels for a weekend in October. I stayed at a hostel with incredibly friendly people. The first night I had dinner with a girl form Shanghai and then went to a bar with three New Yorkers, a New Zealander, and a Canadian. The bar holds the Guinness World Record for serving the most beers- around 2,000. There were binders being passed around with descriptions of each one. It was a bit daunting so I just went on recommendations. The second night I played poker with two guys from Liverpool and won three out of five games. It was pretty awesome.

Most of the people I met didn't like Brussels but I think they just didn't explore the city enough. I love just walking around cities. Usually I have a goal in mind but in Brussels my usually good sense of direction was non-existent. I was lost practically the entire weekend. It was frustrating then but now I don't mind because I saw A LOT.

My first stop was Grand Place. It's usually a market but there wasn't a lot going on when I was there.
The building above were guild houses. I don't think any of them specialize in anything now- some are restaurants, some are museums. One is a beer museum and a small pub. The museum is possibly the worst I have ever been to (Brussels, unfortunately is full of mediocre museums. My favorite: The Textile Museum) It was tiny and cramped, which made it difficult to walk around and read about the beer making process. They were showing a very long video (it was on trappist monks when I was there) but it was deadly boring. But maybe that's just because I'm not a beer fanatic. I tried but it's just not gonna happen.

Another okay museum was the chocolate museum. It started off well-- They offer you a cookie freshly dipped in chocolate when you enter. Then the woman, below, taught me how chocolate was made and explained how she made molds of chocolate candies. And gave out free samples. Yummy. Note the chocolate hats on the right.
However, once I went upstairs the museum took a down turn. Lots of tchochkes and not much explanation. The woman had said there were dresses made out of chocoalte, but they just turned out to be dresses with chocolate painted on them. Boo.
Here's an example of one of the hundreds of chocolate shops in the city. Good thing: many of the stores makes the candy on site and they "messed up" pieces are given out as free samples. Bad thing: too much chocolate. I think there is such a thing. Maybe.
Seriously though, this city could kill you. They are known for their beer, chocolate, waffles, mussels and fries. (P.S. Lexi, I'm sorry to say, I wasn't too impressed with the frites at that stand. I think I'll stick to my freedom fries.)

I stumbled across this sculpture when I was lost at one point. It's enormous and made entirely of 2x4s.

I also stumbled across this interpretation of Noah's Ark. Cute.

I walked around this flea market for a while but didn't find anything. It is said to be great but I'm not quite sure about that. I'm not really looking for old chairs or dinner sets. It was also a lot of true JUNK- more than any other flea market I've been to. Most of the things were still in boxes and I didn't feel like rummaging. It was a bit of an incredible sight. It looked like a tornado had just gone through.


Near my hostel and on the main street some construction was being done. The entire inside of this building had been destroyed but these yellow frames were preserving most of the outer walls. It was so strange to look at, and quite beautiful.

The modern art section of the national art museum left a lot to be desired. It was about seven floors below ground and a lot of the works were lit horribly (or not at all as more than a few light bulbs were out). This was my favorite painting. Sadly, I've packed the postcard away and don't have the name of the artist available.

I don't have the name of this place on me either but it's a pretty shopping place (it's too pretty to call a center or mall.)

The Museum of Musical Instruments was, by far, the best best best part of my visit to Brussels. First, look at the building! It's the most beautiful art nouveau building in the city- that I saw, and the guide books say, as well. When you walk in and pay you get head phones. In each room there are numbers in front of display cases of instruments from all over the world. When you stand on the number, music from the current instruments pipes in, wirelessly, over the headphones. It's really, really cool. One of the best, most interesting museums I have ever been to. So so so cool.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Marché Post

Going to the marché is a must in Paris. Of course. Everyone knows that. And of course there are always tourists there taking photos and I am one of them. We need more marchés in the US.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Aquarium

There's a little aquarium close to my apartment and I stopped in a few weeks ago. They had little displays kids could interact with.
This one is pretty amazing because it required kids to plug the wires into the corresponding electrical outlet. It was pretty sketchy looking.


There was a round tank with a current and there were half a dozen jelly fish that just went in circles.

And then at the end, of course, there was a gift shop. I didn't buy anything and was shocked to find this:

When I leave my apartment...

First I go down this hallwayThen I got down a flight and a half of stairs because halfway down there is a door. It's made out of the window panes that divide the back stairs and the regular stairs. Once on the regular stairs, I go down the remaininng half flight. I take this elevator down five flights. It always shakes between the third and fourth floors. Once in the lobby I have to press a button to open the building's main door. And when I am outside and I look up, this is what I see.