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International Red Cross assisting in Japan

Like so many others today, we here at Japanistic are saddened by the news of the devastating Earthquake and Tsunami in Japan.

We have been in contact with friends in Japan and so far, everyone is okay. It is clear, however, that many people will need help in the days to come.

Today, we ask that if you feel as helpless as we do, visit the International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies, already hard at work in Japan as they have been recently in New Zealand, Sri Lanka, and so many other countries around the world.

There, you can read updates about Red Cross and Red Crescent work, and learn about ways to Donate to the Red Cross.

Out of respect for the people of Japan, this blog will remain silent but for updates on the situation in Japan until such time as we feel it is appropriate to return to our normal fare. At some point, we all need a bit of beauty, or laughter, but for right now, let us focus our attention on those in need.

Thank you from all of us at Japanistic. Be well.

These lovely labels show you where they are. It’s like a map for your schoolwork.

These page indexes make me feel like I really missed out on school supplies and that perhaps, I should go back to graduate school again, simply to make my schoolwork look cooler than it did then. Choose from Camera or Bike. With Retro and Modern images, it’s like a time line of cool for your books.

Inventor’s Spot? I’ve got news for you. Ain’t no yellow skin here!

As you probably know by now, I call it as I see it, and today, a bit of ridiculous and thoughtless racism I can’t let slide.

I found something this morning that I thought would be a cute Japanistic Tweet. It was about a new cell phone, made to look like a slightly doughy person, and designed to make the cell phone experience more intimate.

I read through the article and as I was ready to tweet, I found this:

The human mobile phone is actually a result of a joint project between major research institutions in Japan such as Osaka University and the country’s premier mobile phone operator NTT DoCoMo.

The prototype is pale and pasty colored, which makes me wonder: are African-American human mobile phones next? Do they also have plans of releasing phones to represent the yellow-skinned Asian race as well? Only time will tell. (via)

I have almost no words for the stupidity of this except for WHAT THE $*&@???

Ahh, the yellow-skinned Asian race. Yes. I see.

Oh dear me. Sometimes, I just get depressed about how far we have to go.

Want to tell them this was wrong? Email Inventor’s Spot and let them know they have some learning to do.

ECAASU conference Follow-Up – “The Military Wants us to Say Sorry”

A few weeks ago, I wrote about the East Coast American Student Union Conference taking place in my good ‘ole home town.

At the time, I commented on the large number of sponsors connected to U.S. military institutions and what it said about the conference organization and direction. Seems other people noticed too. Namely, a few of the key note speakers!

Yesterday, at Angry Asian Man, a post by the two speakers in question. Here’s what they had to say:

What Has Happened to the East Coast Asian Student’s Union?

The Military Wants Us to Say Sorry

Lai Wa Wu and Vijay Prashad

One of us is in his forties, and has been involved in the Asian American movement for half his life, as an activist and as a writer. The other is in her early twenties, and is now an organizer with Student Immigrant Movement for immigrant rights, most notably in her fight for the passage of the DREAM act. We have never met in person. What unites us is our commitment to justice, and to struggle within the Asian American and Pacific Islander communities.

A few months ago, we were invited to be keynote speakers at the East Coast Asian American Students’ Union (ECAASU) annual conference, to be held in Amherst, MA. Vijay has been the keynote speaker at three previous ECAASU meetings (1998, 1999, 2003), and this was Lai Wa’s first opportunity. We were obviously very pleased to be invited to share our perspective with the 1,500 delegates from colleges across the United States. Lai Wa was prepared to share her work on the DREAM act, and Vijay wanted to talk about the recent upsurge in the Arab World and its impact on youth in the United States.

Things turned out differently when we found out who now funds ECAASU: the U. S. military, the coast guard and the CIA. Both of us felt uneasy about this, but neither wanted to walk away from ECAASU. The organization was formed in 1978 to organize Asian Americans to defend the gains of the Civil Rights movement (in particular affirmative action, since ECAASU was formed right after the Bakke decision of the U. S. Supreme Court). It was heir to the long tradition of left wing and anti-war work in the Asian American community from the 1960s. Asian Americans had been crucial participants in the Third World Strike at San Francisco State College to inaugurate Ethnic Studies, and had been a militant part of the anti-war work during the Vietnam era. We wanted to represent that tradition against the military’s war making.

Lai Wa reached out to the ECAASU National Board, asking about the funding. She was told that it’s hard to fund a conference of this magnitude, particularly since the cultural shows often charge more than they recoup via ticket sales. A board member told Lai Wa, “We think the best way to change these organizations [meaning the military] is to help them achieve more diversity and understanding of our issues – not to ostracize them. And give them an opportunity to learn about our issues, think about our issues, and recruit from a more diverse pool of applicants.”

Lai Wa spoke at the first plenary panel, on Friday the 18th of February. She pointed to the wars conducted by the U. S. in Asia and to the U. S. bases in colonized Asia (from Guam to Hawaii). Lai Wa worried about the disproportionate number of people of color in the armed forces, who carry the burden of fighting our wars. “Let me make clear that my main point is not to disrespect or criticize the veterans here today,” she said. “Our veterans should be respected and honored. What I am criticizing is rather the source of ECAASU’s money, rooted from a military-industrial complex which has executed U. S. imperialism within our Asian Pacific Islander American communities and abroad.”

Later, a sound engineer from UMASS told Vijay that he had been told to cut off Lai Wa’s microphone. The engineer refused. He would not do it for anyone. Besides, he smiled, some of the backstage workers agreed with Lai Wa.

The next day, during the career fair, Lai Wa was approached by one of the military cadets initially asking about her reasons for having “accosted” the military, but she soon realized he was not interested in an honest conversation. He began to ask her for her personal information and how many times she had spoken in public. The situation felt unsafe for Lai Wa. Thankfully, a few individuals were around the table to help support her and defuse the situation.

That evening, on February 19, Vijay gave his address. Two military men spoke before him. In the wings they had had a pleasant chat. One of them had read Vijay’s recent writings from Counterpunch on the Arab Revolt. They agreed on some things. Then the navy man went out and talked about the excitement of flying navy jets. It was a recruitment pitch. The Navy had bought the right to proselytize to the Asian American students. Vijay followed him with the history of ECAASU, and then went into a discussion about the nation’s priorities. Too much money was going toward the armed forces. “The Republican Congress is trying to cut funding to Planned Parenthood, and maintain funding for the Defense Department to sponsor Nascar racers,” he said. A military man in the audience muttered loudly, “That’s not true.” “It is awkward to be at an event funded by the military and the CIA,” Vijay said. “Our movement began as a critique of war-making. It has now fallen into the lap of the war-makers.”

Both of us got loud standing ovations, and many cheers in support of their view. It angered the military men. When Vijay left the stage a young Coast Guardsmen came up to him with his finger waggling. He wanted to say something about how the armed forces create leadership and respect. It was hard to take him seriously as his body disrespected someone twice his age. Vijay brushed him off.

Some sympathetic students asked how ECAASU should fund its conference absent the military money. It’s both a real question and a symptom of the problem. We have become inurned to the massive subvention to the military, which includes its right to encroach upon our cultural and political spaces. The SuperBowl is now brought to the U. S. public through the Defense budget, and so too is ECAASU. Colleges once funded conferences like ECAASU, but they have no funds. Perhaps the conferences need to be pared down, with less corporate entertainment – more movement entertainment. A party promoter has bought the South Asian Students Association conference. It is no longer what it once was. On the other hand, the Asian American Movement Conference at Michigan does not rely upon party promoters or the CIA. Its organizers work hard to find money from the colleges, and then use it as best as they can.

The National Board of ECAASU wanted Lai Wa to write a statement disassociating herself from ECAASU. In a flurry, the National Board then sent out an email disassociating themselves from our keynote addresses. “To members in our audience who are in the military,” the National Board said, “we apologize for any offense our keynotes’ remarks may have caused.” With this apology, the National Board hoped that “you will not let the content of the keynotes affect your views of our organization and that you will continue to participate in [i. e. fund] ECAASU in the future.” What had happened, apparently, was that the military funders refused to pay their promised contribution because they accused the National Board of breach of contract. We made the space less tenable for recruitment. Their infomercial had been disrupted. The military believes that it can throw taxpayer dollars around to constrain the First Amendment. It is a remarkable display of arrogance. The military paid for “peace,” and they got a struggle.

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Vijay Prashad is the George and Martha Kellner Chair of South Asian History and Director of the International Studies Program at Trinity College. He is the author of two books in Asian American Studies, both of which were chosen by the Village Voice as books of the year: Karma of Brown Folk (2000) and Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting: Afro-Asian Connections and the Myth of Cultural Purity (2001). He could be reached at vijay.prashad@trincoll.edu.

Lai Wa Wu graduated from Smith College in 2008 with a degree in Anthropology. After college, she worked as an international union organizer with the American Federation of State, County and Municipal Employees (AFSCME) in California and Missouri. She is now a program coordinator at MIT Undergraduate Practice Opportunities Program (UPOP) and a volunteer organizer with the Student Immigrant Movement. She could be reached at juelz123@gmail.com.

Brand your baked goods.

         焼印の既製品は 焼印ショップKYOTOで

I wish I baked so I could use these awesome tools. Decorate your steamed buns or eggs or cookies with these, well, I guess they are stamps of sorts. More like brands, except there are no cows involved. (via)

Florals, SQUIRRELS, Birds, that remind me of the wood-burning kit I just got for my son and I to make crafty goods for the family. Except these crafty goods are edible!

How to get these here? No real idea. Any tips from our fans?

A Lesson on Adoption, for a boy who has some learning to do.

Today I am cross-posting from my other blog, La Motif, about an issue that is extremely close to my heart. Excuse the cross-post but sometimes, some things are worth repeating. Here it is:

I’d like to share a letter. A letter that follows an incident that happened tonight when I arrived at my swim practice.

Three times a week, I swim with a Masters team that I love and have been with for eight years. Tonight, something happened that I can’t ignore. And so, a letter to my young friend. Here goes.

Dear Young One,

Hi there. We don’t actually know each other, but I’m one of the old folks who comes in to swim after you and your teammates. To be honest, right now I’m pretty upset with you and I need to tell you why. Well, actually, I need to say some things to you and you need to read them.

Here’s my feeling about you after tonight. It’s time for a little education. You are in college after all.

Tonight, I got to practice a little early. It was a long day for me, and I sorely needed the hard work and stress release of a good swim workout.

You were there, with your teammates, finishing up a long practice yourselves, and getting ready to exit the pool. Now, I’m accustomed to hearing you all tease one another, talk trash the way guys on a team sometimes do. My fellow swimmers and I have learned to ignore it, knowing that you’re young and still learning. (Okay, don’t mean to sound patronizing there but it’s true.)

But tonight, it was too much. There you were, at the end of the lane, when you started in on a fellow team member. You started with talking about his mother, making what you thought was a funny joke about how his “real” mother never wanted him anyway.

And I have to say, you went on and on. Laughing to yourself, and repeating that line about your teammate’s “real” mother. To paraphrase: “Yeah, I talked to your mother and she said your real mother never wanted you…blahblahblah.”

I was almost instantly angry, but before I could get there, you got out of the pool. And you were gone before I could talk to you.

That’s why I am writing to you today. Because you, my friend, have a lot to learn about adoption.

First, let me tell you about my family. My husband and I have a ten-year-old boy, a kid you might have seen a few days ago when he accompanied me to practice as he sometimes does. (And yes, thank goodness he wasn’t there to hear your funny joke tonight.)

My son loves Legos. He loves Nerf Guns, and doing origami. He loves the crazy dance parties we have in our kitchen, and he loves eating dumplings.

He loves traveling, and is the best traveler in the family. He loves our dog, and he also loves teasing our dog.

There’s one other thing you should know about our family. My son is adopted, and we are a family forever changed by adoption. And let me tell you some things I know about adoption, things I think you need to learn.

I am his REAL mother, and I wanted him desperately. Even now, when I don’t see him for a day, I crave him because of the strength of my love for him. I crave his smell, boy feet and all. I crave his morning hug. I crave the daily work of being his mother and watching him grow and change and learn. I crave helping him with homework, and sitting together at our family dinners. I crave him teaching me things, like the rules to the games he invents or the rules to Yu-Gi-Oh, which I still don’t understand.

I am not his birth mother, and my husband is not his birth father. But they too are people who are forever a part of our family and our life. And their decision to place our son for adoption was, in my mind, an incredible act of love and selflessness amidst circumstances I can only begin to imagine. Sometimes, I fight tears imagining what must have faced them as they made their decision, and I think too about whatever lack of support prevented my son from being parented by his birth parents. We will never know how his life might have been different had he remained with them, but I feel like the luckiest woman alive to have been given the gift of parenting this amazing boy.

My son has other parents who love him too. For three months, he was cared for by a foster family who are also a part of our family now. His foster parents fed, comforted, bathed, snuggled, and loved our son in the days before we were allowed to go to South Korea and bring him to our home.

A year and a half ago, we returned to South Korea to visit after nearly 8 years. And when we saw my son’s foster parents, nothing was different. They were ready to love, and feed, and snuggle him just the same, despite a physical absence of many years. Their love had not changed, and we love them all the more for it.

My son has a loving grandmother. Loving friends. A loving cousin and loving Aunt. And so many people who love him, I hope he doesn’t feel smothered by the extent of the love fest!

NOTHING about my son is unwanted.

When you make a joke like that, you diminish what we are as a family. You joke at our expense and you know what? It’s just not funny.

Here’s something else I know. Chances are, someone on your swim team is also adopted. Or different in some unidentifiable way that doesn’t need ridicule. And when you tease on the basis of something like adoption, you create a place that is unsafe for everyone.

Your joke tonight was, at best, inappropriate. At worst, it was hurtful and simply not okay.

So please, next time, a little thinking my young friend. Okay?

And I hope that you learn a little something from this.

Oh, and of course, if you have any questions about adoption, because there is WAY more to know than I have talked about here, just ask. I’m happy to talk.

More than just vacation snapshots – The Trans Asia Photography Review

One of the wonderful things about living in an academic community is the things you sometimes learn about only through the local newspaper. For example, new out of Hampshire College, the Trans Asia Photography Review, brainchild of Hampshire photography professor Sandra Matthews. The journal is “devoted to the discussion of historic and contemporary photography from Asia,” an area Matthews believes has been long been neglected in terms of international recognition.

The Journal will be online only, part of a goal of accessibility for all readers, and issue #1 is available now. In addition, there are links to a wide array of other photography resources, something I expect will quickly send me down the internet rabbit hole.

The Sweetest Ninja

Too cute to be tough, a Ninja Kokeshi Doll.

Ninja has arrived from Iga. The throwing star couched at the chest seems to come flying at any moment. The work is by a modern Kokeshi artist, USABURO.

You will not meet Hot Asian Beauties from reading this blog post.

I am tempted to start this entry by writing the words porn, porn, porn and sex, sex, sex as many times as possible.

Let me back up and explain. A few months ago, I wrote a post about a hipster porn magazine and their special “Asian” issue. In my writing, I expressed my frustration with the continued fetishizing of ethnically Asian women, and critiqued the magazine as a whole. And yes. I used the word PORN. PORN. PORN. PORN.

Did I show porn? No.

Did I specifically endorse porn? No.

Did I write about Porn? Technically, yes.

Here’s what happened next. Shortly after, my husband, who handles the advertising side of the business, received an email from Google regarding their Google advertising on my blog. In the email, we were informed that Google would be ceasing its advertising on our blog because we had violated the google content agreement by carrying porn.

Um, what???

Perhaps I missed it, but I don’t recall lacing my piece with any nudie pictures. Instead, I had written a carefully thought out, at least to me, short essay critical of a particular issue of a porn magazine. Nothing else.

Let me explain why the action by Google is so upsetting to me. It’s because of the hypocrisy I see every time I open my Google Gmail account. More times than I care to recall, the small ads at the top of my tool bar invite me to “Meet Asian Beauties!” or something similar.

Here’s the Google policy on those ads:  Ads that appear next to Gmail messages are similar to the ads that appear next to Google search results and on content pages throughout the web. In Gmail, ads are related to the content of your messages. Our goal is to provide Gmail users with ads that are useful and relevant to their interests.

Ad targeting in Gmail is fully automated, and no humans read your email in order to target advertisements or related information. This type of automated scanning is how many email services, not just Gmail, provide features like spam filtering and spell checking. Ads are selected for relevance and served by Google computers using the same contextual advertising technology that powers Google’s AdSense program. (via)

Gmail ads are related to the content of my messages? Really? Am I looking to meet Asian beauties? Do I want to date “Japan Girls”? Not that I’m aware of.

This gem greeted me today when I checked my gmail.

“Still a Girl Hunter?” Not to my knowledge.

Another email screen gave me an option of things to learn more about.

Here’s what I got when I clicked on Japan Girls.

Japan Girls in Bikini! What wholesome fun!

Or Japan Girl Gallery? Whatever could be there?

Another day, if I clicked on the suggested Learn More about Japan Girls, I got these options.

Bikinis again, but also Pics of Japanese Girls, and Bad Girls Club Videos. I am sure there is no porn involved in ANY of these options because they are appearing as sponsored links on the Gmail page and we know, Google does not allow porn.

Let me get this straight for myself. According to Google, I can have fun exploring “Japanese Girls in Bikini”, as I am directed to by the Google ads which appear for me, but ads on my blog will be removed if I have a substantive conversation about pornography and stereotyping.

Okay, just as long as it’s, um, clear?

Japanistic adds Amazon’s ‘Wish List’ Tool to site

File this under: “If you can’t beat ‘em, find a way to use ‘em”.

We have added a fun new tool to Japanistic.com that allows you to add your favorite item to a universal Amazon Wish List. See something you want for an upcoming birthday, event, or wedding gift? Just click the handy Amazon button on the product description page and voila! your item is now available for the world to see, and purchase, from our incredibly awesome site.

To see it in action, visit Japanistic.com!

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