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Like it Matters

The trees outside your window undulate
in ripples mild or wild if there’s a storm.
I shelter in the crevice of your arm
between the storms that rage then dissipate.

You talk about Beethoven, about Kant
and architects whose names I’ve never heard
and naked dawns that rouse sojourning birds
but never do you ask me what I want.

I’d tell you I try not to want too much.
For what’s revealed, there’s always more concealed.
There are too many fences in this field.
These woods are filled with thistles sharp to touch.

But if this night were deep as it is long
I’d say I want your cloud of birds at dawn.


Poem by Kelly Ellis

dora the explora

I've seen the cartoon television show Dora the Explorer a few times and while I never found it particularly enthralling (I'm also not four years old), it struck me as a genuinely cool idea for a tv show. Here we have this young, smart, female, Latina character who goes on adventures and solves problems and she is teaching our children some Spanish along the way.

However, after reading an article in Bitch Magazine, I have begun to think more critically of the true meaning of Dora. The article uses Dora the Explorer as a jumping off point to explore the link between American consumerism and factory exploitation of women in Latin American (and other) countries. It suggests that Dora is actually a poor representation of Hispanic people because of her lack of a specific cultural identity and the show's overall absence of "historical and political realities". The article further implies that while these predominantly white parents believe Dora to be the ideal Spanish speaking, female role model for their children, she is merely a reinforcement of a monolithic, generic, and almost white (because of her straight hair and "cinnamon" complexion) stereotype of Latinas.

Just as interesting as the article were the readers' comments. Most were offended by the article's implications and many were very defensive about Dora. (Those moms love their Dora!) For my part, I believe that Dora an age-appropriate role model who shows children that a young, Hispanic girl can be smart, confident, adventurous and empowered person. It also doesn't hurt to expose Americans to a Spanish speaking show every now and then. Is she a substitute for teaching your children about people from other cultures and their histories and politics? Definitely not. We shouldn't be relying on television to do that for us any way. Let your children have Dora and if you want to take a stand against factory exploitation, take a close look at your realities as a consumer and modify your lifestyle accordingly.

takin' it to the next level

-Jay Smooth from Ill Doctrine

eat food. not too much. mostly plants. -michael pollan

I recently saw "Food Inc." and I was pretty impressed with the message of the film. While the documentary itself was fairly conventional, the message was definitely an innovative one for Americans.

Michael Pollan points out that, as opposed to the "French Paradox", the "American Paradox" is that while Americans are obsessed with health food and nutrition, they have some of the poorest diets in the world.

It is my belief that, along with physical education, nutrition/health education needs to take a higher precedent in our schools, both primary and secondary. Until the government stops controlling the public image of what is healthy, millions of Americans a year will continue to die of malnutrition (whether from diabetes, heart disease, obesity, cancer, the list goes on...)

For example, I'm sure that many of us remember this food pyramid when we were growing up. Harvard has recently published their own version of the healthy food pyramid, but American schools have not yet accepted this into their curricula.

"A Fatally Flawed Food Guide" by Luise Light is a somewhat outdated, yet still highly relevant article that outlines how the modern food pyramid was sold to the highest bidder and then marketed as the ideal model for good nutrition. Some highlights:

When our version of the Food Guide came back to us revised, we were shocked to find that it was vastly different from the one we had developed. As I later discovered, the wholesale changes made to the guide by the Office of the Secretary of Agriculture were calculated to win the acceptance of the food industry. For instance, the Ag Secretary’s office altered wording to emphasize processed foods over fresh and whole foods, to downplay lean meats and low-fat dairy choices because the meat and milk lobbies believed it’d hurt sales of full-fat products; it also hugely increased the servings of wheat and other grains to make the wheat growers happy. The meat lobby got the final word on the color of the saturated fat/cholesterol guideline which was changed from red to purple because meat producers worried that using red to signify “bad” fat would be linked to red meat in consumers’ minds.

Where we, the USDA nutritionists, called for a base of 5-9 servings of fresh fruits and vegetables a day, it was replaced with a paltry 2-3 servings (changed to 5-7 servings a couple of years later because an anti-cancer campaign by another government agency, the National Cancer Institute, forced the USDA to adopt the higher standard). Our recommendation of 3-4 daily servings of whole-grain breads and cereals was changed to a whopping 6-11 servings forming the base of the Food Pyramid as a concession to the processed wheat and corn industries. Moreover, my nutritionist group had placed baked goods made with white flour — including crackers, sweets and other low-nutrient foods laden with sugars and fats — at the peak of the pyramid, recommending that they be eaten sparingly. To our alarm, in the “revised” Food Guide, they were now made part of the Pyramid’s base. And, in yet one more assault on dietary logic, changes were made to the wording of the dietary guidelines from “eat less” to “avoid too much,” giving a nod to the processed-food industry interests by not limiting highly profitable “fun foods” (junk foods by any other name) that might affect the bottom line of food companies.

But even this neutralized wording of the revised Guidelines created a firestorm of angry responses from the food industry and their Congressional allies who believed that the “farmers’ department” (USDA) should not be telling the public to eat less of anything, including saturated fat and cholesterol, meat, eggs and sugar.

Americans are never going to be healthy unless we start changing our perception of nutrition and our education at the most basic level. I think Michael Pollack sums it up best in this article, when he says "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants."

No More Excuses

I'm having a little trouble getting going on this blogging thing and I think the problem is that I spend all day working on the computer, so I don't really want to spend my free time on it as well. So, instead of trying to blog, why don't you get off your ass and go do something that you enjoy? one might ask... WELL there, before we all get hostile, I have to say I do appreciate having a space to present my thoughts, simply for my own organization. Making this space public (even if no one reads it) forces me to put to think through these ideas and make them legible. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that rather than trying to reserve large chunks of time to write long-winded blog posts, I am just going to post short ideas that pop into my head and perhaps I will go back and expound on them later. Maybe. If I feel like it.

fayres and farewells

sitting underneath the theatre building, it begins. we wait, watch water trickle down a muddy stream, part of a "protected ecosystem". the air is bright with our anticipation. smoke swirling upwards from our cigarettes- lingers in the foliage.
sweaty palms wiped on damp jeans.

without warning, the sky opens up its purple mouth. our timing is so perfect. good thing we didn't linger at that bug eating contest.

i stand, jostled in the damp hallways of a school that isn't mine, mind a million miles a minute. everywhere people- flood in around me. outside! we need to be outside. stumbling, pulled by tides, onto covered brick veranda. we watch in near silence at the ensuing madness. the wind bends trees in half. rain pelts sideways, threatens to invade our little haven. everywhere, people- moving: out of the rain, into the rain, through the mud... somewhere off to the left, the strained chords of electric guitar. a band starts to play.



the guitar player is rocking out. i like his red pants and the fact that i can see all but his head from where i stand. slowly the courtyard fills with water, beginning in the tiny crevices of the brick, until giant puddles of indeterminable depth have formed throughout. the hippie children splash, slide, dance in the rain. "come on..." i feel a girl whisper to her hesitant friend. she tugs her hand and edges closer to the heathen figures dancing, "we're already wet!"

then, sudden as it came, the storm is gone; forgotten. the air breathes wet but we don't care. the sun is shining! we stare in wonder, sole still figures in the chaos. and once again the people pour out of the school, always moving.

word to your mother

how old school is that title? everyone who is 5+ years older than me seems to think it is hilarious, which i find hilarious. ohh, old people are funny.

anyway, i went to a mother's day tribute performance at the Baghdad Theatre last night where people read hilarious stories about their childhood/teenage years. soo funny.

i have to mention this one woman in particular, Sarah Hoopes, who read these hilarious excerpts from her 16 year old diary. She currently has a project in which she blogs her journal entries from today, 15 years ago. ha, did that make any sense? in other words, everyday she copies her journal entries from that day, 15 years ago, into her blog, without correcting anything except the occasional spelling error.

she's part of this show called Mortified, kind of a once a month thing at the Someday Lounge that i keep meaning to go to, where people read to each other from their childhood journals. apparently at the last performance she shared her "tween-aged erotic vampire fantasies". i'm sad i missed that one.

anyway, check her out here..... or at Mortified on June 19th/20th.

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