shadowkat: (Alicia)
Several major court and legislative decisions were made today in the USA, which may or may not be of interest to you. Here's a run-down in case you were asleep or busy elsewhere.

1. DOMA SUPREME COURT RULING

The Supreme Court overturned a key portion of DOMA Act - which was considered a clear violation of the Fifth Amendment.

In a 5-4 ruling in United States v. Windsor, the court struck down a provision of the 17-year-old Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA) that denies federal benefits -- like Social Security benefits or the ability to file joint tax returns -- to same-sex couples legally married. - according to CBS News. It was struck down as being against the Equal Protection Clause.


"The federal statute is invalid, for no legitimate purpose overcomes the purpose and effect to disparage and to injure those whom the State, by its marriage laws, sought to protect in personhood and dignity,” Justice Anthony Kennedy wrote in the majority opinion. "By seeking to displace this protection and treating those persons as living in marriages less respected than others, the federal statute is in violation of the Fifth Amendment."

Read more... )

2) In regards to Proposition 8 - it was not struck down so much as passed over.
According to the CBS News site:



At the same time, the court ruled 5-4 that the defendants in the case of Hollingsworth v. Perry, which considered the constitutionality of California's same-sex marriage ban (called Proposition 8), have no standing in court. Supporters of Prop. 8 brought the case to the Supreme Court after a lower court struck down the law but California's governor and attorney general declined to defend it. By dismissing the case on procedural grounds, the court passed up the opportunity to issue a significant ruling on the issue of marriage.

"We have never before upheld the standing of a private party to defend the constitutionality of a state statute when state officials have chosen not to. We decline to do so for the first time here," Chief Justice John Roberts wrote for the majority, joined by Scalia, Ginsburg, Breyer and Kagan.

The practical impact of dismissing the Prop. 8 case is limited. It leaves the lower court ruling striking down Prop. 8 in place, applying statewide at best. However, the ruling may apply only to couples who directly challenged Prop. 8, or the counties in which they originally made those challenges. The lawyers who defended Prop. 8 said Wednesday that they are committed to seeing that Prop. 8 is enforced in the state.

Read more... )

3.) While this is wonderful news, and I certainly applaud both rulings. Not all is well...the Supreme Court also curtailed the Voting Rights Act of 1965. Here's some key links towards understanding the act and the ruling:

* What Would a 2013 Voting Rights Act Look Like?

* The Supreme Court Invalidates Two Key Sections of the Act, Sections 4 and 5

First off, what is the act? Good question, from Wiki.
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The Voting Rights Act prevented Texas for example, from redistricting areas with large Latino populations to benefit primarily white voting districts and white candidates. It also prevented Texas from instituting a voter ID law. Overturning these sections permits Texas to do those two things.

The decision will have immediate practical consequences. Texas announced shortly after the decision that a voter identification law that had been blocked would go into effect immediately, and that redistricting maps there would no longer need federal approval. Changes in voting procedures in the places that had been covered by the law, including ones concerning restrictions on early voting, will now be subject only to after-the-fact litigation. From the NY Times Article.
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The rational behind the decision was that when the ACT was passed the country's population was vastly different. But now that we have a black president, black mayors and legislators, the legislation is outdated and no longer required.


“Our country has changed,” Chief Justice John G. Roberts Jr. wrote for the majority. “While any racial discrimination in voting is too much, Congress must ensure that the legislation it passes to remedy that problem speaks to current conditions.”


As for my own take on this ruling, I find myself nodding along with Justice Ruth Bader Ginseberg who wrote the dissent:


"In the Court's view, the very success of §5 of the Voting Rights Act demands its dormancy," Ginsburg responded. "Hubris is a fit word for today's demolition of the VRA."

She wrote that the law was a landmark solution to an important problem in history.

"The Voting Rights Act became one of the most consequential, efficacious, and amply justified exercises of federal legislative power in our Nation's history," Ginsburg declared. "Thanks to the Voting Rights Act, progress once the subject of a dream has been achieved and continues to be made."

Ginsburg then cited a long list of voting rights transgressions that states have committed in the last half-century, which she said "fill the pages of the legislative record." She concluded that the Supreme Court had "erred egregiously" with its decision.



From The Huffington Post.

Two steps forward two steps back...reminds me of the Texas Two-Step.

4) Speaking of Texas, the The Texas Abortion Bill is Dead due to a 13 Hour Filibuster by a Female State Senator.
Read more... )

All in all an interesting day in US law.
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Yeah, I know, I'm breaking the New Year's Resolution posting during the week and not on weekends. But the what the heck. Resolutions are made to be broken right?

Bad day. But the plantar fascitis is feeling slightly better. So there is that. Still painful, but not as painful as on Monday and Tuesday. Although I think the orthos I put in my shoes probably are helping along with the heat and cool pads and stretching. We'll see what it feels like over the weekend - I promised my social action group that I'd go to The New Jim Crow forum we are having on Saturday. This is based on the best-selling novel by Michell Anderson. It's in regards to "instituitionalized racism and discrimination" which I've been fighting in various small ways my entire life and not getting very far, but we do what we can do, right? Personally, I feel like I've failed in this regard. cut for soap box meandering and the fear that I'll undoubtedly piss someone off... )

Caught up on Sunday TV.

It's odd, but I'm enjoying Merlin more than Dowton Abbey - which feels a bit mawkish to me.
I'm told the writing is better this year? So far, it seems worse. Maybe it gets better??
Or maybe this is a mileage thing? Most likely the latter?

1. Once Upon a Time - it's odd, I know, but Rumplestilskin reminds me a great deal of Spike and the reactions towards the character remind me of Spike. He's a trickster character, who is ambiguous. Does horrible things and good things - and abuses power. Much like Spike he was a bit of a coward in life, when he gets power - he goes nuts. Rumple is a bit more extreme than Spike, mainly because I suspect the writers of BTVS were a tad more subtle and a lot better than the writers of Once. I'm not going to say the acting was necessarily better - because I've seen Robert Carylye in various things, and James Marsters, and let's face it RC is a tad more versatile and a lot better actor. But James had a better writer behind him. (Just my opinion for the moment, it could change, I'm not married to it or anything. Actually I already see loop-holes in it. Not sure the two are comparable at all. So reminds but isn't, works better.)

Once unlike a lot of series is more interested in "familial love connections or parental love" than romantic love, which the writers make a lot of fun of or sort of twist. Friendships are also given a lot of weight. Romantic love is considered...a bit on the flimsy side or made fun of.

So, Rumplestilskin, much like Regina, redemption is not going to be at the hands of Belle, but rather the hands of either Henry or Baelfire. His story has always been about his betrayal of his son - choosing power over his son. Just as Regina is struggling to choose Henry over Power, and her mother Cora betrayed Regina by choosing power over her daughter.

That's the pattern emerging at any rate. So it's not at all surprising that Belle fell across the line. Also, note, it wasn't that her comment that she saw the "good in him" that was important (because of course there is good in him - if there weren't he would be a one-dimensional lead character and the show would be stupid and not worth my time), but rather that he can "change". A comment Henry and to a degree Emma keep making about Regina.

Can people change? This is the same question Buffy the Vampire Slayer asked. Can people change? Not be redeemed. But change. Are we stuck forever as one thing? Or can we learn, evolve and become something else...ourselves, but different. Mature.

Lost asked this question as well. It's a much more interesting question than redemption and more complex. Redemption is a moral question and bracketed by well one's own moral definitions and criteria - as if we are playing judge and jury - somewhat self-righteously, if you ask me, not that you did. But change...that can be for good or ill. Or neither.

spoilers )

Downton Abbey

I feel sorry for Edith. spoilers )


The Good Wife

What I want to call the racist episode or the episode about how power is used to discriminate against those without privilege or misuses of power.

language differences, classism, privilege, and race )

I like the Good Wife, but the episode did make me a little uncomfortable about the show - not necessarily a bad thing.

Revenge

Eh...it's late and I need to go to bed already. It's okay. Not sure about the Nolan storyline which feels a bit like being a ping-pong ball at a ping-pong match...Nolan in this case the ball.
spoilers )
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1. Been in a irritable mood of late...although irritable may not be the right word. Words..finding the correct, precise word. And even then..you are never quite certain if the meaning you've attached to this particular word is shared by someone else. Dictionaries while helpful can be useless. I'm actually fairly good at figuring out the meaning of a word - due in part to my dyslexia. People with dyslexia process language differently. We determine the meaning through context. We listen with our whole bodies not just our ears. Watch the face, the hands, the body. The vocal inflection. And within paragraphs or sentences..focus on the surrounding words and how they interact with each other. Not sure why I'm irritable...could be many reasons, but there it is. Am hoping it like all things is temporary. Most likely caused by pent-up frustration.

2. Church...

F: Wait, he practices Hannukkah and he goes to your church and he's Jewish?
Me: Well yes, he practices Hanukkah, like I do Christmas.
F: But the Unitarian Church practices Christmas.
Me: It practices Hannukkah too (along with Passover... and a few neo-pagan celebrations, and we have a Ramadan dinner)
F: Unitarianism is a weird religion.


Today, the sermon gave me a bit of chill up the spine...and brought tears. I didn't think it would.
And we applauded, which we don't generally do. It was a story...about a pilgrimmage to the Underground Railroad, from Ripley, Ohio to Augusta, Kentucky. Stumbling into a park, the minister, who is a bit of a poet, told of how they followed the railroad to a piece of cursed earth, a bright and sunny day turned forbodeing with sudden storm clouds, and up upon the hill in still sunny Ohio stood the house of the abolitionist, Rankin, , and a museum associated with him. They'd traveled across the river from the abolitionist's house to this park in Augusta, Kentucky. And here stood...the slave jail. With a dungeon. And compact cages. It stunk of despair, and pain. The minister asked the woman at the tourist information center, who had fliers about the Underground Railroad if she had any information on this jail. But she did not and sternly stated she knew nothing about it. Nearby there was a pool, tennis courts, playground.. and she, the minister, wondered how this could be? How could people play tennis near this old slave jail? She wandered back across the River to Rippling, Ohio and asked the same questions about the jail at the abolitionist museum. But the woman running the museum and Q&A, the historian there, said she knew nothing about this jail. This jail that sat on the Underground Railroad. Was part of the new historic tour - which all these fliers had been printed up on. The minister asked again. And the woman, sternly, responded, no, I don't have any information on the jail, I've lived in Ripley all my life and I've only been across the bridge to Augusta, Kentucky - three times. It struck the Minister as odd...was their friction or competition between these historians? Did the two town's not like each other? And why no additional information on this slave jail, outside of the fact that it was indeed a slave jail?
And the minister said...it occurred to her that she was on a pilgrimmage of sorts into the past,
with the present pressing upon it. A pilgrimmage mixed with tourism, fliers, and buttons, and t-shirts bought and sold about the Underground Railroad. And she thought...the slave jail needed to be remembered as well, not overlooked. For if we do not reflect on what has gone in the past,
than we cannot fix it in the present and future. We have to look back, reflect on what was done, what happened because of it, see the pain for all it is worth, if only to ensure we learn from it, and do not do it again.

This moved me. The image of this horrible jail, half-forgotten, in the middle of a park. With little information regarding it. And then, I read a description of the novel Abraham Lincoln Vampire Slayer - where the South's defense of slaver is blamed upon a Cabal of Vampires. The vampire a metaphor for the evil that allowed such a thing to exist. A thing that still exists in areas of our world.

Too much sharing happened at church..but it was necessary I think. I've been pondering this..but the problem with interaction with others - is it all occurs on a superficial level. Read more... )


3. Been reading interesting posts on my flist about an essay on Sherlock Holmes, which I can't really read since it contains spoilers for S2 of the series. And that doesn't air here until February. But what I've managed to grab from the essay is this small bit of wisdom. Labeling writers or works as feminist or non-feminist, particularly fictional stories...is a bit problematic. Since most stories, if they are well told, do not fit into such neatly defined categories. And even if the story does come across as feminist or the characters do, and can be defended as such - this does not mean the writer is. Any more than it means the writer isn't feminist or is a misogynist, if the story and characters are perceived to be, shall we say, in that derogatory light. People aren't that black and white unfortunately. In all honesty? I really can't tell you whether Joss Whedon is a feminist or not. Or even Stephen Moffat for that matter. I don't know. I can speculate. But not with any clarity. Any more than I can tell you if TS Eliot was or for that matter Keats, CS Lewis, Byron, or any number of people. As for their stories? They can be perceived in multiple ways. For me, now, as an adult, the Chronicles of Narnia seem to be incredibly sexist, but as a child of 10, I adored them and did not see that at all. Who knows which version of me was right. And does it matter? I know why I don't like Whedon's work post Buffy the tv series, and post Angel that much...but explaining why...well, not sure it matters, but it's complicated. And I've found I don't have the words. Half of you understand. Half of you don't. It feels a bit like politics or religion actually.

4. The Good Wife was quite good tonight. A puzzle box, layers within layers. Once Upon a Time was too, although...not as good. But it's late and I didn't plan on staying up til 12 writing this. So going to bed am I.
shadowkat: (brooklyn)
Resisting the urge to discuss local politics...so will share this vid, which I swiped off of kristin.cashore's blog:

Assuming it posts. The title of this is Learning how to Love Talking About Racism or having the conversation about it. So if you have 12 minutes, watch. It's really good and funny in places.



Last week during our monthly anti-racism/pro-diversity social justice committee meeting...one of the members said something that has stuck with me.

Racism has no roots in biology in any way shape or form, it's purely psychological and sociological. Or a social construct deeply ingrained in our consciousness over time. And as a result racism while it does not exist in biology, does exist. It is ever present in everything we do.

True. Frustratingly true. I catch it in myself all the time. Where I work - luckily for me - forces me to confront my own racism on a daily, hourly basis.

Sigh, remember that bit about resisting the urge to discuss local politics? I failed.
I can't help it. But I put it behind a cut so you can ignore it.

OWS Eviction in the City...yes, I know, bad idea to discuss this, hence the lj-cut )

Okay that was longer than I wanted. And a bit snarkier.
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Quodlibetical, a. - Not restrained to a particular subject; discussed for curiousity or entertainment

Quahog, n. A large species of clam.

The above more or less explains most of my livejournal entries. Except for possibly this one, which is more about curiousity and not so much on the entertainment.

Today, we did diversity training. I've done this several times now - twice in companies, at least three times in school, plus had a legal class on it. And had a school chum do a sociological study on it. We both majored in English Lit. She minored in sociology, I minored in cultural anthropology. We had all sorts of interesting debates about minorities and diversity in school. She focused on statistical makeup, I focused on getting to know people and understand different religions and cultures. Basically one was quantitative analysis and the other qualitative analysis. As a result, her conclusion was that our college was woefully non-diverse and mine was it was wonderfully diverse.

Anywho. In the class we took this little statistics quiz and here's some interesting stats that they threw at us. (For the purposes of the stat's below, nation = US. This isn't global.)

1. 75% of all working-age American Women are in the labor market. 47.6% comprise the labor pool of the NYC and Long Island area. 15.5% are in my company.

2. Minorities comprise 48% of the labor pool of Long Island and New York City area.

3. The average age of the nation's workforce is 40 and projected to rise to 41 by the year 2010.

4. Immigrants makeup 14.4 % of Long Island's population. (Yes, I thought it was more than that too.)

5. 10% of the percentage of the nation's population is gay, lesbian or bi-sexual.

6. 20% of America's workforce is disabled as defined under the Americans with Disabilities Act.

7. There are 54 million persons with disabilities in the US.

8. 35.6% of all cases filed with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC) in 2008 alleged discrimination/harrassment based on 1) race (35.6 %), 2)retailation (34.3%) and 3) sexual harrassment/gender bias (29.7%)

9. 4.6% of all cases filed with the EEOC in 2008 were found to have some legal merit.
somewhat rambling bit about the class and somewhat personal. )
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I read somewhere on my flist that this was International Blog Against Racism Week (IBARW). Could have been last week, hard to keep track. Although I've always wondered why just do one week or one day in particular? Why not to do it frequently? Or spontaneously? I spend my working life with schedules and procedures...they annoy me in my personal life, perhaps for that reason?

At any rate, it struck me while I pulled the vacume around my apartment this evening that when people blog against racism or talk about it -- we talk about the negatives. LJ user Rahriah (I think I misspelled that), asked a week ago if anyone knew of any examples of "counterfail" as opposed to "racefail"? She could find hundreds of examples of "fail" but not many of "counterfail" - that is so sad. No wonder people die of high blood pressure, heart disease and cancer...all this negativity that we drill into one another's brains. I think this as I sit with a ice pack around my neck, recuperating from a tough day. Tough week. Tough year. Walking throught this year has felt a bit like trudging through thick muck. One slow footstep at a time.

Below is a list of five - six works that I can think of, off the top of my head, that helped me see a race or culture or ethnic group other than my own in a new and fresh way. That discussed our cultural wars in a positive way and not just a negative one. Painting a complex portrait. Most of them were not seen this year. And while they may not on the surface be viewed as positive, overall they provided a positive message about the ethnicity they were discussing.

These are the rules of the meme, by the way, should you wish to play:

Recommend at least five things, not by you and not by someone from your culture or race but from a race outside of your own that made you perceive that culture in a positive light and rethink race relations.

my six choices...which I've discussed before )

The older I get the more I realize that race only serves as a barrier between us if we let it. The world bites and barks and stomps. But sometimes if you whisper, it doesn't. If you let it all wash over you like the tide. Doesn't mean one shouldn't fight...one should, to educate oneself, to keep an open mind. To not give into old assumptions and prejudgments. Not as easy as it sounds...but I've seen signs of encouragement. There are more minority actors and actresses as leads on tv shows now than there had been in the past - the cable explosion has aided that advancement somewhat. Not as many as I'd like, but more than there used to be. And while I still can count on the fingers of one hand the number of minority writers that I've read, they are multiplying. There are presses and imprints that serve solely minority writers - I know I found them in Writer's Market. The world is changing. Slowly. One painfully slow footstep at a time. But I see the changes. The information revolution has helped - we can now talk to people we couldn't before - people who do not live in our own country, city, town or next door within seconds. Total strangers. And often without knowing their gender, race, ethnicity, sexual orientation, etc. This I think is a wonderful thing. It challenges stereotypes. Whoever thought the greatest melting pot would end up being inside a computer?
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Missed the concession speech last night and the acceptance speech, but did stay up late enough to see Barack Obama get 297 electoral votes. Now he has 349. He won, surprisingly, Indiana and Virgina. North Carolina remains too close to call - which if you know anything about North Carolina - that is remarkable.

For the first time in eight years, I am proud to be American. [With the possible exception of the three states that passed propositions banning same-sex marriage - which just makes me angry and incredibly sad. It's apparently going to take us a lot longer to get past homophobia. I guess the first step is for people to admit they are homophobic and bigoted. Here's a tip: If you are against same-sex marriage or against homosexuals having the right to marry, have/raise children, have access to spousal health care and death benefits that come with marriage - than yes, you are a bigot and homophobic. There is no middle ground here, folks. Apparently we take two steps forward and two steps back no matter what we do. As a species, we still have a lot of maturing to do.]

Responses at work were mixed.Work reactions, and minor rant )

I love Obama. Just watched him on the news, he said that what makes him angriest is meaness, when people put others down. The person he respects the most is Nelson Mandela. I haven't felt this inspired about a leader in my life. I honestly think Obama is going to be good for my country. He already has been.

At work feeling sluggish, I felt for the first time in I can't remember how long, calm. As if all the anxiety and fear had been removed from my shoulders. I felt filled with hope.

Last night, Wales and I bar-hopped for election results from 7-9pm. We started in a hipster bar that was almost too crowded. Then went to a conservative bar (yes they exist in NYC)that was empty, without any election results. We had to get them to turn to it. They wanted Fox News, we requested any other channel. She begrudgingly did so, then went to the end of the bar. The vibe was bad in that place. So we jumped to a wine bar - which was much rowdier and happier, except for an odd guy in a corner reading a book by Richard Rhodes on War. Finally around 9:15, after Obama got Pennsylvania. Woo-hoo! We went home.

Called my folks - when he got Ohio, and it was 206. But we still weren't sure. CNN was cracking me up, the pro-McCain guy on it (you know the one that John Stewart keeps making fun of), kept saying :" I've done the math five times and I can't figure out how McCain can win this. The only way is if he gets California, but even then, not sure it is enough." At that point Obama had won Virgina, Ohio, Iowa, and PA, along with NY.

The news flipped to Times Square - which had over a million people celebrating as it were New Years Eve! People were screaming for joy.

Now, watching Oprah...who said when she started the show, and it's a comment worth repeating -"For my viewers who were not amongst the 52% who voted for Barack, I understand your pain, believe me, if it had gone the other way, I would be doing my show from Northwestern University Hospital with an intravenous drip." (Sigh, me too, me too. I don't know if I could survive an McCain/Palin win. Not after these last eight years.)

It feels like we've all walked through this very dark tunnel and come out the other side.
I told a woman at work today that if Bush hadn't won the last two elections, if it weren't for those 8 years, I don't think Obama would have been even a candidate. I think if Gore won, McCain may have become President. Was talking to my mother about this, and we agreed that Newt Gringich and Bush and Cheney destroyed their own party. Let me back up and explain that theory - a bit. Our system of government was never meant to be about parties, it's not like the UK or Canada. The branchs are supposed to check each other. When Republican's got both houses of Congress, and the White House, President Bush stopped treating Congress as a separate branch. There's a lengthy article in this month's New Yorker - about Chuck Hagel. A Republican Senator who got annoyed with his own party, and frustrated with the President, who unlike the previous ones, would not talk to him or even listen. He treated Congress as an extension of his own power base. A "rubber stamp". Which lead to two wars and a financial crisis, and the end of their power. Worth noting, according to the news, Republicans stayed home from the polls yesterday. Democrates out-voted Republicans 2-1.

I know this is rambling, but then, most of my posts are - "spontaneous musings". My mother told me a story that touched me today and listening to Peggy Noonan, a Wall Street Journal columnist - who voted for McCain (I don't think she's capable of voting any other way, which is okay.), anyhow...one of my parents close friends from their days in Chicago, way back in 1968, the year after I was born - wrote them a surprising email. He like many, used to be liberal and had become conservative over the years. (As a Government Teacher in High School once told me - when you're young, if you aren't liberal, you have no heart, and when you are old and not conservative - you have no brains. Silly statement by the way, I get that now, but ...well you know.) This friend was planning on voting for John McCain or that's what he told my parents prior to the election. Well, last night, he sent an email - just after the acceptance speech to his son and friends and family. In it, he told my parents that he remebered being with them in Grant Park in 1968 during the race riots, and the fires, during the height of the civil rights movement. Now to see a black man address a peaceful capacity crowd of over a million in that same park, which had once been the site of race riots, was a sight to behold. And yes, he had with pride voted for Barack Obama. Not because he was black, but because he was the best man for the job.

Barack Obama is Martin Luther King's Dream come true - a day in which a man is not judged on the color of his skin. Sure there were a few who voted along race lines, blacks who voted for him because of his skin color, and whites who voted against for those reasons. But the vast majority? Did not. That is something to be proud of.

I am so happy. Today was tough to focus during. I felt tired. And sluggish. As if I was thinking through water. But all through it, I kept smiling, because of what happened last night.
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Was reminded of a few things tonight. Spoke with a friend who told me that he did not think Rock Star Sarah was going to win this election. Because when it came down to it, we vote for the President not the Vice President. And Sarah and McCain to date still have not mentioned anything regarding how they will fix our economy, which let's face it is the number one topic for 80% of Americans. Food prices have gone up, mortages are up, fuel is up, education is up, everything but the value of our property, our cars, and our jobs has risen. Middle Class Americans are using food stamps. And over 85,000 jobs were lost this past month. And all Sarah and John talk about is Iraq? He also reminded me that it is not Sarah Palin who upsets me, it is her policies and her views. The fact that I do not agree that the Bible should be read literally or interpreted literally. (I don't. It is my problem with 80% of the Christian Religions - the fact that they believe the Bible is a "biblical record of factual information handed to us directly from God" - while I believe the Bible is an anthology made up of fables, morality tales, historical records, poems, stories, and songs passed down orally and written by men to explain their beliefs, figure out the world, philosophy, and comment on what was happening - often via metaphors. To read it literally to me is a bit like watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and seeing that as the Gospel, and believing vampires really exist. I do not believe that the Bible should be interpreted literally and that attempting to follow it's dictates literally only leads to hypocrisey and destruction and horrible things - because it contradicts itself in places and like any written work, is complicated.) I despise her world view not her. It's an important thing to remember - that we don't hate a person, we just disagree with how they see the world, for it is the opposite of how we do.

He told me that while he did not think McCain would win this, that the polls are the popular vote not the electoral vote where Obama is still leading, he is afraid there is an outside chance that Obama may lose primarily because he is African-American or Black. There are quite a few working class middle Americans out there from small towns, who no matter how bad things get, how poor they are, would never in a million years vote for an African-American ('Negro') for President. I pray this isn't true, but I read this morning in the paper, how NY's first African-American Governor, David Patterson, saw racism implicit not advert, but implicit in Sarah Palin's speechs and between the lines. And yes, I see it too. Sarah is like a lot of small town white Americans - who have lived in one place their entire lives and never interacted with a diverse group of people - she's Archie Bunker from All in the Family. Say what you will about Norman Lear but he nailed middle American white bigotry and it has not disappeared.

That said? This election is a positive one. It is the first time in US History that two women, and a black man ran as viable candidates for President. Not only that, they got more attention than the White Guys. That's major. It gives me hope that maybe we are beginning to move away from the old boys club. Regardless of the outcome - the fact that a woman and a black man ran as viable candidates - and one of them will either be President or in line for President of the US, when just a few decades ago neither had the right to vote - is something to celebrate and worth remembering.


Anywho - got this from another friend via email tonight:

Eve Ensler, the American playwright, performer, feminist and activist best known for "The Vagina Monologues", wrote the following about Sarah Palin.

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Drill, Drill, Drill

I am having Sarah Palin nightmares. I dreamt last night that she was a member of a club where they rode snowmobiles and wore the claws of drowned and starved polar bears around their necks. I have a particular thing for Polar Bears. Maybe it's their snowy whiteness or their bigness or the fact that they live in the arctic or that I have never seen one in person or touched one. Maybe it is the fact that they live so comfortably on ice. Whatever it is, I need the polar bears.

I don't like raging at women. I am a Feminist and have spent my life trying to build community, help empower women and stop violence against them. It is hard to write about Sarah Palin. This is why the Sarah Palin choice was all the more insidious and cynical. The people who made this choice count on the goodness and solidarity of Feminists.

But everything Sarah Palin believes in and practices is antithetical to Feminism which for me is part of one story -- connected to saving the earth, ending racism, empowering women, giving young girls options, opening our minds, deepening tolerance, and ending violence and war.
cut for length )
shadowkat: (tv)
Be seeing lots of posts on lj about racism and sexism in television casting and storytelling plots lately. So I got curious and wondered if anyone had done an objective analysis. Searched the net and found the following articles, sites and data regarding the topic. Demonstrating several things I more or less already knew - the world is made incredibly small by the internet, the US is not the only country who has difficulty with this issue (unfortunately), and we are actually doing much better than we did a few years ago - sort of two steps forward and two steps back then two steps forward again. I'm beginning to think that's life in general - an absurd version of the Texas Two-Step.

Case in point:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer first aired in 1997. At that time, if you read some of the links below or just scan them like I did, you'll realize that the networks were under the misbegotten belief that placing minorities in lead roles was bad for business. The NAACP got pissed and took them to task over this around 1999-2000. There were of course a couple of exceptions - but they weren't young teen shows. The exceptions were ER, Homicide Life on the Streets, the situation comedies on UPN, and the cast of Star Trek Voyager. DS9 was also an exception, but I think almost off the air at that point. Star Trek unlike most genre television, was actually pretty good with minority casting. Gene Roddenberry sort of broke the barrier wall in that regard in the 1960s with the original Trek - airing tales about racism on his show. But most TV shows contained white casts - such as Friends and Sex in the City, which if you live in NYC, you'll realize how unrealistic these shows are. This did not really change until around 2000, when the NAACP and SAG screamed at the US TV networks over it. SAG began to tabulate the number of female and minority roles in TV , Film and Theater in 1993 - releasing reports on the status, every couple of years, their data backed up the NAACP's claims.

Veronica Mars started after Buffy finished its run, in the fall of 2003, hailed by many fans as the new, albeit more racially diverse, Buffy. At the time Veronica aired, another backlash had occurred - the number of female roles and how women were being depicted was brought into question - articles littered the NY Times - blasting shows such as Boston Legal, Criminal Minds, Supernatural, and several quickly cancelled procedurals, as well as Veronica Mars for their lacklustre treatment of women. David E. Kelly got the message and added Candace Bergen to his cast. Supernatural hiding on the CW, then WB, got little fanfair. BattleStar Galatica was raved about as was Desperate Housewives. Grey's Anatomy starting mid-season, surprised everyone by doing much better than Boston Legal. Women, networks discovered, were a key demographic they could not ignore. Just as minorities were.

If you compare the casts of Veronica Mars to Buffy, you'll notice a couple of interesting factors.

Veronica, which began on UPN, which was targeting African Americans, had more men and less women in its lead cast over the three years it aired. It also had more minorities. The male best-bud - was African American, the biker guy, Hispanic. The Cordelia chick - African-American.

Buffy, which began on WB and was targeting a teen white female and male audience - had less men, but few minorities. In fact, you rarely saw any until around 1998 - or Season 3 of the series. Trick - was introduced around that period as a recurring character.By Season 4 - 1998-1999, we had Riley's friend and Gunn introduced in 1999 on Angel. In 2000...before Buffy moved to UPN, there's barely a minority in sight. When Buffy eventually moves to UPN, she stands out a bit like a sore thumb. If you check out UPN's shows during that period - almost all of them with the possible exception of Buffy and one other tv series, had minority casts. The Jamie Fox Show preceeded Buffy. At the same time, the NAACP and SAG were telling the networks that they had to cast more minorities. 2002-2003 rolls along and we start to see the recurring roles filled by minority cast members - including Iyari as Kennedy, Rhona, Wood, Nikki Wood as the First, several of the slayers, and an African American Pop singer who plays a demon that takes an interest in Xander. Buffy premiered towards the end of the 1990s, a period that had few television series with minorities, and in which the networks and advertisers were ignoring the minority demographic. If you look at the young adult and teen shows during that period, which included Dawson's Creek, Gilmore Girls, 90210, Melrose Place, Friends, Seinfeild, Will and Grace... you'll notice that there were few minorities in them. Prior to this period we had Doogie Howser, Square Pegs, and the Wonder Years - which were also minority free or close to it.

In the 21st Century - The higher rated series - are ones that have minorities and women in their casts now. House, Lost, Desperate Housewives, Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy, Heroes, even BSG which is getting higher ratings on cable. In demographic studies - more African Americans, Women, and Hispanics were found to watch television than Caucasions, and men. Interesting. This may or may not have an effect on the change.

I thought about doing a statistical analysis of genre tv shows, to see how many women and minorities each cast, but I don't the time or energy. Curious to know if anyone else has attempted it - just to see the numbers. The one's I'm most interested in seeing are:

Buffy
Angel
Supernatural
Star Trek the Next Generation
Battle Star Galatica
Firefly
Smallville
Doctor Who

In the non-genre series category -

The West Wing (which I know was too lily white when it began and got loads of criticism, it was one of the shows attacked in the 90s for not having a diverse cast)
Grey's Anatomy
ER
Chicago Hope
CSI

I'd also love to see a demographic analysis of those series. How many whites, blacks, hispanics, asians, women, and men watch and what age groups.

Anywho, for those who are interested here's the links I found worth looking at regarding the representation of minorities and women in television roles from 1973-2007. I could not find any data for 2008. These also serve as my endnotes or references for the points I made above.

Stung by Criticism In 1999 Networks Start to Add Minorities to TV Shows - The West Wing is Singled Out"

The Numbers Game - 1994

Minorities and the Media- Little Ownership and Even Less Control

Anything But Racism: Media Make Excuses for White Washed Line-up - 2000

Census 2006 - Shows Changes in TV and Interactive Media Sectors (UK-2006, British Broadcasting employment stats)

Recognition & Respect: a Content Analysis of Primetime Characters across three decades

Gender and Television - how women are depicted on TV - goes up to 90s

Casting the American Scene - a Look at Characters on PrimeTime and Daytime Television From 1994-1997 - Fairness & Diversity in Television: Update and Trends since the 1993 Screen Actors Guild Report on Women and Minorities on TV

Canadian Law regarding Sex-Role Portrayal Code in Radio and Television Broadcasting"

Media Watch - Associations around the world dedicated to monitoring how women are portrayed on TV and how to correct it"

"Stastical Report on Women's Roles on TV"

Media Awareness Reports - Stats on Minorities on TV from 1993-1994

Representation of Women in TV Writing and Film Writing Sectors

Statistics of Women and Minority Representation on UK TV Shows"

Ethnic and Visible Minorities in Entertainment Media

SAG Reports Roles for Minorities and Women Increasing since 2005

SAG Casting Statistic Reports up to 2006

PDF of SCREEN ACTORS GUILD DIVERSITY CASTING REPORT, Including Stats for 2006
shadowkat: (brooklyn)
Racism, is a topic that appears to continue to permeate my life, in an at times insidious manner and others more overt one. I think it does everyone's lives to some extent. Some clearly more than others. Much as homophobia, chauvinism, sexism and misogyny often do. It's a particularly annoying one, because I'm no longer sure it can be resolved or rather not in a manner that does not involve a great deal of sacrifice and change from people who do not want to change or sacrifice anything, including or especially how they think and what they value.

That said, I must say, we've made a lot of progress. Anyone born after 1980, probably can't see it - because they weren't alive during the period in which it was a huge deal to have minorities in lead roles on tv and film. Or to see someone who was a woman or a black man in a position of authority. It wasn't until I hit my teens that I began to see it more. The idea of a woman and a black man running for president, let alone being a viable canididate for president, was not something I thought I'd live to see in my lifetime.

Living in NYC is a bit like living in a community on the fringe of class/race war, yet somehow manages to back away from it at the last minute. The anger is certainly there - I feel it constantly, on my way to work each morning, on my way home, walking around the park at work, at work, on the streets around my apartment. After a while you learn to shut it out, you have to, in order to function.

Some people appear to be oblivious to it. I'm not sure if this is due to where they work and live or if they are just able to shut it out better.
Sean Bell )

Obama )


racism in television shows - where to begin... )
shadowkat: (dolphins)
I want to share this speech on race that Senator Obama gave in Pennsylvania today, which moved me as I read it during my lunch-break at work. I don't care whether you vote for Obama or not, or even if you are an American. This is interesting and important speech about racism and pretty much states how I feel about racism but have never found the words to express my views.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/18/us/politics/18text-obama.html?em&ex=1205985600&en=06a539b9d149224f&ei=5087%0A

Here's a snippet - regarding Reverend Jeremiah Wright who recently made some incendiary remarks about whites, muslims and race from a black perspective.

"The man (Jeremiah Wright) I met more than twenty years ago is a man who helped introduce me to my Christian faith, a man who spoke to me about our obligations to love one another; to care for the sick and lift up the poor. He is a man who served his country as a U.S. Marine; who has studied and lectured at some of the finest universities and seminaries in the country, and who for over thirty years led a church that serves the community by doing God’s work here on Earth – by housing the homeless, ministering to the needy, providing day care services and scholarships and prison ministries, and reaching out to those suffering from HIV/AIDS."

“People began to shout, to rise from their seats and clap and cry out, a forceful wind carrying the reverend’s voice up into the rafters….And in that single note – hope! – I heard something else; at the foot of that cross, inside the thousands of churches across the city, I imagined the stories of ordinary black people merging with the stories of David and Goliath, Moses and Pharaoh, the Christians in the lion’s den, Ezekiel’s field of dry bones. Those stories – of survival, and freedom, and hope – became our story, my story; the blood that had spilled was our blood, the tears our tears; until this black church, on this bright day, seemed once more a vessel carrying the story of a people into future generations and into a larger world. Our trials and triumphs became at once unique and universal, black and more than black; in chronicling our journey, the stories and songs gave us a means to reclaim memories that we didn’t need to feel shame about…memories that all people might study and cherish – and with which we could start to rebuild.”

"Like other predominantly black churches across the country, Trinity embodies the black community in its entirety – the doctor and the welfare mom, the model student and the former gang-banger. Like other black churches, Trinity’s services are full of raucous laughter and sometimes bawdy humor. They are full of dancing, clapping, screaming and shouting that may seem jarring to the untrained ear. The church contains in full the kindness and cruelty, the fierce intelligence and the shocking ignorance, the struggles and successes, the love and yes, the bitterness and bias that make up the black experience in America.

And this helps explain, perhaps, my relationship with Reverend Wright. As imperfect as he may be, he has been like family to me. He strengthened my faith, officiated my wedding, and baptized my children. Not once in my conversations with him have I heard him talk about any ethnic group in derogatory terms, or treat whites with whom he interacted with anything but courtesy and respect. He contains within him the contradictions – the good and the bad – of the community that he has served diligently for so many years.

I can no more disown him than I can disown the black community. I can no more disown him than I can my white grandmother – a woman who helped raise me, a woman who sacrificed again and again for me, a woman who loves me as much as she loves anything in this world, but a woman who once confessed her fear of black men who passed by her on the street, and who on more than one occasion has uttered racial or ethnic stereotypes that made me cringe.

These people are a part of me. And they are a part of America, this country that I love. "

Some will see this as an attempt to justify or excuse comments that are simply inexcusable. I can assure you it is not. I suppose the politically safe thing would be to move on from this episode and just hope that it fades into the woodwork. We can dismiss Reverend Wright as a crank or a demagogue, just as some have dismissed Geraldine Ferraro, in the aftermath of her recent statements, as harboring some deep-seated racial bias.

But race is an issue that I believe this nation cannot afford to ignore right now. We would be making the same mistake that Reverend Wright made in his offending sermons about America – to simplify and stereotype and amplify the negative to the point that it distorts reality.

The fact is that the comments that have been made and the issues that have surfaced over the last few weeks reflect the complexities of race in this country that we’ve never really worked through – a part of our union that we have yet to perfect. And if we walk away now, if we simply retreat into our respective corners, we will never be able to come together and solve challenges like health care, or education, or the need to find good jobs for every American.

Understanding this reality requires a reminder of how we arrived at this point. As William Faulkner once wrote, “The past isn’t dead and buried. In fact, it isn’t even past.” We do not need to recite here the history of racial injustice in this country. But we do need to remind ourselves that so many of the disparities that exist in the African-American community today can be directly traced to inequalities passed on from an earlier generation that suffered under the brutal legacy of slavery and Jim Crow. "
shadowkat: (writing)
There's a picture of the Finance team that the Senior Staff Account hung up that I wish they would take down. But I say nothing, because how vain is that, to want a photo taken down because I can't abide my likeness inside it. That's not me I think. I look nothing like that. And I do not want to be seen that way.

On the subway ride home, surrounded by all shapes and sizes and ages and colors of people, I read a passage in Kafka on The Shore by Haruki Murakami that perfectly illustrates my own feelings about how we should perceive others and how I wish others perceived me. It also articulates some of my frustration with the inadequacy of the term "colorblindness" or "genderblindness" - which is currently being batted about lj as a type of racism or racism in denial or sexism in denial. For me, colorblindness does not mean that you can't see what someone looks like, or what color of skin or race you perceive - but rather, that you fight against using that criteria in making decisions regarding them. You judge them as individuals not as members of a *group*. OR at the very least you attempt to do so. Because, what you see or perceive could be a lie. Just as a camera lies about what people look like, so do the eyes. Just because someone appears to be one thing to your eyes does not mean they are. Our senses are not 100% accurate. Nor is our knowledge regarding someone's racial heritage. Our experiences while helpful aren't a good basis for making a judgment about someone we have just met. For example just because someone wears a turban - does not make them a member of a muslim extremist faction. Or just because they are a woman does not mean that they can't be a fireman. But - I'll shut up - because I think Murakami articulates this a little better than I do in his story.

The passage is a conversation between Oshima, the head librarian at a small library, and two women who are patrolling public facilities to determine how they can be improved to meet the needs of women and not be sexist. It is told in first person and in the pov of Kafka, a 15 year old boy. Since it is fairly long, I'll paraphrase the beginning section.
I strongly recommend reading the book yourself if you get the chance.
Spoilers for Kafka on The Shore and rather long...but you can still enjoy the book knowing this. )

[Later after the women have left, Oshima turns to the narrator, Kafka and gives the following speech which struck a chord in me and I wanted to share and keep track of the important bits here, which isn't as spoilery, but it helps to have read the above passage to appreciate the full meaning:]

I know I'm a little different from everyone else, but I'm still a human being. That's what I'd like you to realize. I'm just a regular person, not some monster. I feel the same things everyone else does, act the same way. Sometimes, though, that small difference feels like an abyss. But I guess there's not much I can do about it....

I've experienced all kinds of discrimination. Only people who've been discriminated against can really know how much it hurts. Each person feels the pain in his own way, each has his own scars. So I think I'm as concerned about fairness and justice as anybody. But what disgusts me even more are people who have no imagination. The kind T.S Eliot calls hollow men. People who fill up that lack of imagination with heartless bits of straw, not even aware of what they're doing. Callous people who throw a lot of empty words at you, trying to force you to do what you don't want to do. Like that lovely pair we just me. Gays, lesbians, straights, feminists, fascist pigs, communists, Hare Krishnas - none of them bother me. I don't care what banner they raise. But what I can't stand are hollow people. When I'm with them I just can't bear it, and wind up saying things I shouldn't..."


Kafka:"Cause if you take every single person who lacks imagination seriously, there's no end to it."

"That's it," Oshima says....

"Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe. Of course it's important to know what's right and what's wrong. Individual errors in judgement can usually be corrected. As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around. But narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host, change form, and continue to thrive. They're a lost cause, and I don't want anyone like that coming in here."

End of paraphrased passage. Pp.176-181 of Kafka on The Shore by Haruki Murakami

The inability to see past our own experience, to imagine something we haven't seen or don't know. The inability to question. The inability to look past categories. The inability to admit when we are wrong, even in abject embarrassment. Moral superiority and self-righteousness scare me - in myself and others - because you risk putting people into categories, you stop imagining. Or attempting to understand. I hate to say this, but I know about 90% of the assumptions I make regarding people are probably wrong. I often learn how wrong when I meet and get to know them. I don't believe in love at first sight. And I don't believe in first impressions. That does not mean I don't make them or go by them. I try not to.

I think you usually have to try something before you can judge it. Whether it be a book, a food, a film or a piece of clothing. And I think you have to imagine what it is like to walk in someone else's shoes, to know what it feels like to be them, before you can put them into a box or category that they won't fit.

Colorblindness to me means not judging by what I see. Waiting until I've got more information before I act. Difficult as that is. Judging a person as an individual not as part of a group based on the color of their skin or religion or gender - and I fall down on the job about 65% of the time.
shadowkat: (writing)
[As an aside: The problem with typing anything on my lj is no matter what I do, I see typos and grammatical errors...the potential for human error? At least 20% in any given situation. Possibly much higher. No matter how much we try - we can't be perfect. So why do we try, one wonders.]

It's all a question of imagination. Our responsibility begins with the power to imagine. It's just like Yeats said: In dreams begin responsibilities. Flip this around and you could say that where there's no power to imagine. No responsibility can arise.

Quoted from Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami, in a translation by Philip Gabriel.

The quote comes after a passage in which the protagonist, a 15 year old Japanese boy, is contemplating a book on the War Crimes Trial of Eichmann - who was one of the techinicians ordered by Hitler to find a quick and relatively inexpensive method of exterminating over 6 million people (mainly Jews).

But in a larger context - the quote explains a lot. I have to admit that I don't understand the inability to imagine. Because I must have born with it. It is second nature to me. For me it is akin to breathing. Yet, I've met people who don't use their imaginations. Or can't imagine. They can't see the world outside of what they've been told or taught or lectured/overheard. One of my problems with our educational system is so much of it is based on a teacher standing in front of a class and telling them what to think. They lecture for two hours or one hour or three. You take notes. You get an A based on how well you took notes on and understood the lecture. If you were a parrot you'd do very well. (Hmmm, wonder if they've ever run on experiments on that? Probably not, since parrots can't write or fill in those little computerized circles.) A mimic would do quite well too. And they call this teaching? (I want to scream) I call it lecturing. Not quite the same thing. The better teachers and better classes I've had, and they were few and far between, had teachers that liked to discuss things. The classes were smaller. The teacher rarely lectured. Instead the class was spent on discussing the topic, often debating it. The answers? We had none. And the test? It was essay not multiple choice and graded on how well we formed and backed up our argument, our reasoning skills not rote memorization. They wanted to know how we thought and what we thought about something. Research papers would be assigned in lieu of a final "multiple" choice examination. I learned more in those courses and felt that those teachers earned their salaries. I don't remember much from the ones that just required me to sit and listen then take test afterwards. I remember discussing with other law students - how much better law school would have been if they stopped the "lecture/test" courses and focused on getting us apprenticeships or doing legal clinics and writing seminars, having us do the work as opposed to listen to someone lecture to us about it.

Yet, I have to take a step back and remove the huge chip from my shoulder for a moment - while it is fun to blame the educational system, it is not necessarily accurate - there are courses that require rote memorization and require multiple choice tests - math and science being amongst them. And imagination isn't something that is necessarily taught. It may be innate or it may be formed over time? I don't know. I imagine it must be. Could have a lot to do with environment. My parents encouraged it in my brother and I - our family dynamic was more flexible than many of my friends. My parents bought us paper and pencils and crayons, not coloring books. They did not permit us to watch tv at certain times and if it was nice outside? We were forced to go outside and entertain ourselves. They didn't buy us expensive gadgets. And we spent a lot of time reading and being read to, or in lieu of books, my father told me stories, which I later repeated to my younger brother. I look at my friends - who have kids and my brother who does. My friends place their children in front the television and go on about the top rated kids shows - Spongebob, DoddleBops, Sesame Street, etc...while my niece who is only about five months older if that, has never heard of them - instead she makes up stories, draws for hours on end, and sleeps with her books when she isn't being read to, or sounding the words out on her own. And I wonder - if that has something to do with it? Maybe not. I have no children of my own and no clue what I would do with one.

Elsewhere in the book, Kafka on the Shore, the protagonist, Kafka, comments on how passive people are...that making decisions on one's own is hard, and it is easier for someone to tell you what to do. He's discussing a Franz Kafka short story he's read - called The Miner and how it is different from other Franz Kafka stories he's read in that the hero is totally passive. But, he says, "I think in real life people are like that. It's not so easy to make choices on your own."

Is it really that simple? We like to be told what to think, what to do, how to act, what to wear, who to love, who to hate, and given guidelines on all of the above? The friend who recommended this book to me, told me that she wanted to be a baby again, to be taken care of, to not have to make any more decisions or worry about taking care of herself. That's all she and I have to worry about, being single, is ourselves, and we worry that in of itself makes us...well not good people or overly selfish.

I think it may be. Eichman was just one of Hitler's employees, little more than a goon or robot doing his master's will. Sitting in court in Tel Aviv, behind bullet proof glass, Eichmann looked like he couldn't for the life of him figure out why he was being tried, or why the eyes of the world were upon him. He was just a technician, he insisted, who'd found the most efficient solution to the problem assigned him. Wasn't he doing just what any good bureaucrat would do? So why was he being singled out and accused?

Then I read ...Time Out New York:The Race Issue this week - scanned it really, one does not really read Time Out. What caught my attention was a section entitled Does Race Matter? - We asked New Yorkers of all ages and ethnicities. Turns out we can't all just get along. Now, New York may well be the most racially diverse city on the planet, with 12 million, and just about every language, ethnicity, and race accounted for. So, you'd think it would be a little less racist than everywhere else? Not so much. Just different.

Here's a few snippets. Actually I've decided to make a game - play around with people's assumptions. Match the person to the quote (Oh frigging heck - I thought I'd deleted that last line, I shudder to think of some of the snarky responses I got regarding that. Sorry.):

1. Ailene, 30 years of age, "Pacific Islander"
A black President? I fee the same way about a woman president. If they're just as qualified, if our country's ready, that's the point. But I don't think we're ready. That's why I'm like, God, can we get a white male Democrat so we can have a Democrat in office?

2. Frank,32 - Ice Cream Man, Long Island, Italian-American
A black President? I'm not being racist about it, but we need a white guy. Why? Because, yo, they seem to know how to get the job done. I mean, look at Newark - Iraq got more sense than Newark.

3. Karen, 50, Accessories salesperson, East Harlem "Black American"
Race matters because of all the social-economic issues that are going on in the city. I have to buy from Koreans, Koreans have to rent from Jews, Jews are charging crazy rent, and the Koreans are charging crazy prices -so my profit goes down!

4. John, 52, Unemployed, Elizabeth, NJ -"Caucasion"
To me, at age 52, I've learned over the years that race is less and less significant. But the n-word is disgusting. I despise it completely. I see kids today on the subway and they use it to identify with one another, and the word - it's just beneath even the worst person on this earth.

5. Theresa, 41, Teacher, East Elmhurst Queens. "Human"
To me, race doesn't matter. But it does to most people. My landlord asked me to move out, saying that the people I bring home 'bring down the neighborhood.' I bring one person hom - my boyfriend - he's African-American. My name is a Hispanic name, but I look white. When we walk down the street, the white men give him dirty looks, and the black women give me dirty looks. It's upsetting.

6. Alina, 32, Medical Assistant, Bronx - Black
Yes, it's the elephant in the room, still, when it comes to black and white. It's said that race doesn't matter, but it does. Light-skinned blacks have more opportunities than dark-skinned blacks, Puerto Ricans think that they're better than Mexicans. Race does matter. Whether you're a good Muslim or a bad Muslim, you're going to be perceived as threat.

7. Alaina, 27, Insurance Agent, Brooklyn, "Black"
I can pass for multiple things. I have black, white and Native American blood. When I was at school in Florida, I got called a nigger. And when I went to school here, where the majority was black, I got called a cracker. So I experienced both, on both sides. So yeah, racism still exists. And honestly, if I was sitting next to an Arab on a plane, I would be nervous. I hate to say it, but I would.

8. Sarah, 21, Personal assistant, Midtown East, "I don't put myself in a category"
I'm from Sweden, and people's opinons have changed since 9/11; people are more afraid. You're influenced by everything you hear. I try not to, but of course you do, even when you think you don't."

At work, I'm more and more aware of the racial divide. We have a racially diverse workplace, but the people in power are white, male, and mainly Jewish. The top echelon? All white, male, and Jewish. (Which makes sense considering it's a company run by Israelis). My father's workplace was the same way. In fact, there was a joke they told around his workplace - "If you want to become partner - you might want to convert to Judaism." We went around the room this week to count languages - 22 languages for about 15 people. When I climb into the elevator to go home - I see it there as well - the power divide. White, male.

One of my work colleagues from India and Sikh - he wears turbans, as a means of showing his respect to God. The turbans are quite lovely by the way - he has purple, blue, turquoise, green, brown, beige, red, and black that I've seen so far. He's more fashion conscious than I am (which come to think of it, isn't that hard.) At any rate, when we'd gone to a company party at a local bar two weeks ago - a white guy and a black guy sitting at the bar, looked at my colleague and said - "Here comes the Taliban." T (who is black) and a good friend of my colleague's turned around to these two men and gave them the death glare. Stating, they should know better. And not make abrupt assumptions. T said you should be interested in people, ask them about their culture, engage. Tolerate. And try to understand.

So maybe, I think, it is as simple as that - passivity? It's easier to just judge someone based on what they look like. And we all do want to blend in to some degree. Not be poked fun at. Not have to deal with too much grief. Why else do so many women wear the same flip flops? They can't be that comfortable. To have someone else tell you what to do. Or who to like?

Or then again, maybe it's just a lack of imagination...the inability to imagine or dream what it would be like to be black or white or Indian or Jewish or Catholic or an ethicinity or culture other than our own? The inability to envision what it would feel like to have no food. To be shot at. To journey to the moon. To be a guy or a woman. As a writer - I do it all the time, it's the fun part of writing, to imagine myself as someone else. What it feels like to be short for example instead of tall - the protagonist of my novel is 5'3 for example. To imagine what it is like to be a down on his luck male actor whose become a detective. Or to imagine being a cat.

If you can't imagine...then you can't feel empathy or sympathy for someone else? Dreams tell us so much of what we fear, who we want to be, and what we love or hate. Without dreams - can we imagine? Did Eichmann dream? Makes me re-think that Philip K. Dick novel, in which the cult classic BladeRunner was based, do Androids Dream of Electronic Sheep. In that book as in the movie - it was dreams that made you human. The ability to dream. The ability to imagine. And it was Dekkar's ability to do so, that made him realize that the difference between himself and the Androids he was hunting down wasn't so defined.
He felt remorse - because he imagined what it was like for them and in the novel, that he could very well be one of them.
shadowkat: (writing)
Whenever I fill out an application for employment or a market research poll, I am asked my gender and race. The choices are usually:

Black or African-American
Latino or Hispanic
Asian
Other
Caucasian, White or Northern European
No response or prefer not to disclose

I often sit and stare at the categories for a bit and wonder, am I white or Caucasian, what an odd word. I wouldn’t define myself in this way. And why does it matter? There’s an odd resistance to being categorized. Labeled and put away in a small box. As I get older, I become less and less comfortable with the boxes, yet ironically find myself resorting to them more and more.

This is a round-about way of discussing racism, a hot-button topic that for me at least has always been present in my life. Odd, I know, since I am white. You would think being “white” that I would not be affected by it. But what is white exactly? What is black for that matter? People aren’t really white or black if you think about it – their skin color is shades of brown. Mine is olive brown for example. White is a very light almost pale shade of brown, beige, but not pure white unless of course the person is an albino and bleached of color. Black is a very dark shade of brown, no one is really pure black, with a few exceptions. Most of us are either light brown, yellowish brown, reddish brown or dark brown.

But racism isn’t based on just color alone. It’s not that simple. If it were, it would be easier to understand, to catalog, and to eradicate. It’s not a matter of being black or white or in reality, different shades of brown. Nor is racism limited to the color of one’s skin. You can be racist and have black skin, and you can be racist and have white skin.
When I looked it up in two different dictionaries – Webster’s and American Heritage – the definition was the same: “The belief that some races are inherently superior to others.”

Superior.

That’s the one word that stands out for me in that definition. Why? Why is it so important for someone, anyone, to be better than someone else? One tribe, one culture, one country, one person, one family, one group, one species, one animal, one planet, one spec of dust, one book, one painting, one movie, one play, one song, one piece of land, one body, one gender – the list goes on.

When I was watching TV this week, I lost count of the number of times people were competing for a person, a thing, an item or an award. Stating they were “the best” or “superior” in some way.

Why do we compare everything and everyone to one another – placing people and things in slots based on the comparison? As opposed to appreciating people and things for what they can do and who and what they are on their own? As individuals, separate from the group or category?

I’m tired of doing it. I wish I could stop doing it. Comparing and contrasting. Ranking. Rating. Competing. It is making me miserable. If I could just find a way to turn off that part of myself for just a little while.

cut for length )
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The film Dreamgirls, which is the newest Bill Condon musical based on an old Broadway show, is an interesting if flawed film. For a more thorough critique of its flaws, go read [livejournal.com profile] buffyannatator's post on it Here.

The film and the musical that proceeded it are loosely based on the history of the The Supremes - or Diana Ross's all female singing group before she took off and became a solo gig. The film borrows heavily from well-known factoids about Ross's life, such as her relationship with the Jackson Five, here the Campton or Campil Five. And notably, the fact that Ross took over the lead role of The Supremes from Flo Ballard and later or possibly during this period had an affair with Berry Gordon, head of Motown records at the time. Flo Ballard's tale is one of Motown's tragedies and the inspiration for the musical. The musical is not "Diana Ross's" story but rather "Flo's", a realistic Cinderella tale about racism and the power of looks over talent in the music business - which to some degree, and this is a flaw in both the source material and the film, over-simplified to make a point. Reality is never as clear cut as fiction, good guys and bad guys tend to blend together and are less definable. [For another take on Diana Ross, Flo Ballard and the Supremes go Here courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] petzipellepingo where Ballard's sister Jenkins speaks on it.]

Dreamgirls - cut for length and vague spoilers )
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Just finished watching Syriana, the fim about the oil industry. Before I watched it, I read a review in a friend's journal about Ian McEwan's Atonement, in which she states that the book is brilliant, but not a world she wishes to inhabit and was a bit painful to read. Watching Syriana reminds me a little of reading Atonement. Except for the fact that I know I inhabit this world. I may not see it on a daily basis or have a direct involvement with it, but unlike the worlds depicted in fantasy shows or films such as Superman Returns, Pirates of the Carribbean, or X-Men Last Stand, these worlds are real ones. Fictionalized perhaps, but they exist. And not just in the author's head, the author is acting as camera lense that we see the world through or say a bunch of fun house mirrors. The mirrors exaggerating those bits and pieces we would prefer not to see.

Before watching Syriana and reading the friend's review of Atonement, I spoke with a friend who had just seen Pirates of the Caribbean. She didn't like it. Felt it was over-long and silly. I replied that I enjoyed it for its absurdist humor and while I love the absurdity of the sequence where the captives are pushing their cages to the other side of deep ravine, I admit the film would have worked far better if this sequence and the bits that proceed and follow it on the island of cannibals had been edited out. Both my friend and I ignored the offensiveness of the sequence, but now that the film has become the cultural phenomena it currently is or blockbuster, I'm thinking society as a whole would have been better served without it and maybe the filmmakers need to be a tad more sensitive to such concerns. Like sexual violence, misogyny and gay bashing, racist portrayals of minorities is not something we can just throw around and sing la la la with fingers poked in our ears if anyone criticizes us for it -  there are dangerous consequences to such portrayals in art, particularly in a society that is struggling to overcome its own absuses and crimes regarding such minorities and in fact, in many areas, is still committing them. We can not risk condoning such things in popular arena of art and culture not without appreciating the consequences. Every action or non-action has a consequence.  But that is a discussion that I think has been exhausted for lack of a better phrase. At any rate, what I told my friend was that films like Pirates do well because people want to escape the pains of life, not think about them. They don't want to analyze, ponder, worry, or get angry. They just want to have a little fun in a cool movie theater on a hot and sticky summer day.  (Even more reason why such things probably should be left out of entertainment that on its surface  at least is meant as little more than a bit of fun in the sun.) Life is hard enough. Why worry about things you can't change or control? Why deal with folks in a movie that are nasty and don't get punished - we see enough of that in every day life. If you want to think and ponder about the world - you go see Munich or Syriana, I told her.

Munich made me angry at the middle east, primarily Israel. Syriana makes me angry at the US corporations. Although I realize it is not that simple. As the commentators state in the special features section on the DVD, there are no bad guys in the film or rather there are no good guys either. The line between good guy and bad guy in real life is surprisingly thin and blurry.

I remember reading Atonement a little over a year or so ago. I read it quickly. Scanned most of it, not because it was not well written, it is, but because I I had a violent reaction to the main character or protagonist, whose point of view you are in through the majority of the novel. She is a little girl when the novel starts and we follow her and her sister and her sister's lover through World War II.  When I discussed the book with the book club I was in at the time they did not understand why I was not sympathetic towards the little girl. "She's just a little girl," they stated. "Can't you understand why she did it?" "It was a mistake that she clearly regretted and tries to atone for through writing, as a writer, you must understand that?" Ah, yes, perhaps that explains the reaction - I felt and I think McEwan fully intended me to feel this way, that the protagonist, who is a writer in the novel, was using her writing to twist events to make herself look good and be remembered fondly. She was using writing in a way that I had always run away from and feared. To promote oneself and for one's own personal gain at the expense of someone else. The writer as monster. And I think, more than a year later, still haunted by the novel and I've read many novels in between that I cannot remember nearly as well as this one, that may be the root of my discomfort with it. It hit upon a my own fears and dark desires. McEwan is interested in exploring the dark side of human nature. 

What does this have to do with the film Syriana? Ah.

Syriana like Atonement also talks about the dark side of human nature. It explores what people are willing to do to get oil. And how they justify these actions to themselves. The justifications are important, and it is in fact the justifications that McEwan explored in Atonement that continue to haunt me. I think the reason people are able to hurt one another and still sleep at night is those justifications. In Syriana, they justify the assaignation of a political figure based on the view that he is "evil", they demonize him. He's evil. He wants to take our oil away from us. He's disrupting his country. We are protecting it. When in truth, he merely wants to create a democratic government, give women the right to vote, and provide a strong economic infrastructure instead of continuing to allow foreign interests to suck his country dry of its natural resource. It's tempting to see the foreign interests evil, but they aren't - they are equally worried about the people in their country, the unemployed in Texas and other states due to an encroaching oil crisis. 

The answer, if there is one, is to find another resource other than oil. Not to depend so much on your car. To use public transportation more. But it's not that simple. It's not like Superman, where the evil Lex Luthor is trying to destroy the world and Superman flies in to stop him. The oil barons are not monsters, but men attempting to provide jobs to other men and women, attempting to protect their way of life, just as the arabs are trying to protect theirs and both sides are willing to do anything for that to happen.

Watching Syriana makes me want to crawl into a hole and pull the hole in after me. It is not a world I wish to live in. Any more than McEwan's world is.
But I know that both will haunt me and that I can't hide from them. Or ignore them. Any more than I can ignore the discomfort I feel when I think I enjoyed the absurdity of the island of the cannibals in Pirates. It's easier to ignore it. To avoid such unpleasantries. Focus on things of beauty. But much like the closeted and sheltered Victorian poet who leaves the taunting party crowd that insists on throwing these things in his face, only to get attacked in an alley by demon, I'm not sure I can afford to put my head in the sand either.  Or I risk inadvertently joining the demons I'm working so hard to ignore.

The question then becomes how does one combat such things? Do more volunteer work? Join the peace corps? Watch more films and read more books on racism, terrorism, ethical journalism, gender politics, or whatever else comes up?  

I think the answer isn't so simple or clear-cut. I think it is a matter of being aware. Of constantly challenging one's views and opinions. Opening up to new ones which may make one feel uncomfortable or uneasy. And to give up things. That whole statement - "do no harm" - is not as easy as it sounds. I think sometimes its impossible not to.

Syriana is a film that makes one think. It is not an easy film to watch. Many storylines built on top of each other. And the film has the same scattered narrative structure as Crash and Traffic. Lots of interlinking characters, some of which never really meet. The three stars, for instance, Clooney, Jeffrey Wright, and Matt Damon never speak to one another, but each one's thread affects the other. It is a sprawling story told more in dialogue and meetings than with visuals. It requires one to listen, more than I wanted to, and to think. It acquires attention to detail. I missed many things when I watched it and I found it slow at certain points. It is not a film I would say I enjoyed,  almost put me to sleep tin a few places to be honest, but like McEwan's Atonement, it is a film that I think is worth watching, because it is one that you come away from with your perspective alterred in some small way.



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