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Sunday, April 27, 2008

Couching

Mohawk protesters staging blockade north of Deseronto, Ontario on April 20th.

Here's a thing: I've noticed, and maybe you've noticed too, that almost every time Tibet is talked about in the Western media, the word "peaceful" is thrown in there. A peaceful people. A peaceful kingdom. (In Chinese news, well, you'd hear about the "peaceful liberation" of the Beijing government's invasion in the 1950's, but that's another thing altogether.)


Now consider how rarely the word "occupation" comes up when the West Bank and Gaza are mentioned. And consider that Palestinian people, the consensus in the news here seems to be, are unwilling or unable to negotiate "peacefully" for their freedom. Is there a connection between the commitment to "peacefulness" we see in a people and the legitimacy we ascribe to their claims of oppression by the Israeli government?


Tyendenaga Mohawk activist and general shit-disturber Shawn Brant has been arrested here in Ontario again,
CBC reports, for "charges of assault with a weapon, mischief under $5,000, breach of recognizance and possession of marijuana." He was helping erect a blockade in Deseronto to protest a developer's plans to build condos on the site using materials from a quarry on disputed land. I saw him speak at Trent this semester, and it made me wonder.

Why do we put candles in our window in solidarity for people we've framed as "peaceful" and scoff at the oppression of people whose fight for freedom has included people blowing up buses or shutting down railway lines? Does their choice of methods of resistance make their oppressors any more right?

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Monday, April 21, 2008

The damndest thing


So, apropos of nothing, a story.

This weekend, I went to a big Bengali New Year to-do in Toronto. Big event, lots of samosas, harmoniums everywhere, kids running around waiting to get back to their ipods in the car. And I'd really been looking forward to it. I went to the concert two years ago, and last summer my friend Muniq, whose parents perform in it every year, brought me back a panjabi she'd picked up while they were visiting. It's basically a really long loose shirt, nice buttons up the front, and convenient pockets at the side for your matches, your moustache wax, whatever.

The concert goes great. She and her sister and her cousin and I have a blast tagging off selling CDs outside the hall and ducking in to see the performance. When I get to the auditorium I feel ever-so-slightly self conscious being the "fairest" dude there by about seventeen shades but I meet lots of aunties and uncles and it ends up being a great time. Afterward, her cousin says he wants to go to Denny's. So we go home to Brampton and drop off our stuff, and Muniq and her sister change out of their saris and we drive down for the all-day breakfast.

We're looking at the menus, and Muniq and I are flexitarian so we decide to get a veggie omelette and the other two go for the same. The waiter comes by, takes our order, looks at us - Muniq's cousin and I still in our panjabis, the other two in sweaters or whatever - and he says:

White toast or brown?

I think I was still laughing when the onion rings arrived.

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Sunday, April 20, 2008

One hundred clicks


The lytic phase, the lytic phase!

I took a bio class in university for the first time this semester. I like biology.

1. I get to play with expensive chemicals
2. I get to figure out how things work, but I'm not always right and often there are many things which remain a mystery
3. I am passing the course by a wide margin, giving me a smug sense of self-satisfaction thinking of the registrar's office at my old university telling me I would be unable to do so
4. There are increasingly bizarre things to learn about every day. Like bacteriophages, viruses that attack bacteria. The picture above is an actual electron micrograph of one. Bizaaaare.

Also this is my one hundredth post. Yay! Have a piece of cake on me.

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Friday, April 18, 2008

Shape your own hole

Bell admitted this week to "data shaping" not only of data sent over its own networks, but also the data going over the networks that buy bandwidth from them to sell to their own customers. What does that mean for you? It means the battle is escalating on the Canadian front between supporters of net neutrality and internet service providers who want to be able to (and have already started to) prioritize certain content that goes over their networks over others. If you haven't been introduced, you should meet your new friend Michael Geist.

Enjoy downloading the hottest sonatas and episodes of How I Met Your Mother over P2P networks? (Uh...) Itchy in your flannel internet suit at the thought of "premium content" controls by ISPs and *ahem* shapely bandwidth? So are Leslie Hall and some her friends on the interweb at wearetheweb.org.

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

The only thing constant is change

I guess all of us who tune into CBC have something to gripe about these days. For some it's that the delicate (but definitely gelling) Muslim Canadiana lite humour of Little Mosque on the Prairie is getting picked up again. For me, it's the untimely demise of the uncomfortably funny jPod, which really did meet a premature end. If you haven't watched it, the episodes are free to watch in Canada over here, and if you have and you've squirmed and laughed as much as I have, a lovely bunch of folks have a whole host of ideas on how to save it here.

For a surprisingly vocal number, the most outrageous thing CBC is doing right now is shaking up Radio 2. For those of you who've never been forced to listen to this insufferable station before, Radio 2 is the all-music arm of English-language CBC's conventional radio service. It's unlistenable. For eons, further back than even Bill Richardson can be bothered to remember with an another mind-numbingly boring anecdote, it's been almost all classical. All the time. All. Year. Long.

Now they're announcing plans to shove the slightest wedge in the door to allow - gasp - other genres on the air, and people are up in arms. Ah yes, and they're disbanding the CBC Radio Orchestra in favour of taking the show on the road, as it were, and recording with different orchestras all over the country. 'They're dumbing it down,' the TSO season ticket-holders cry.

It's embarrassing to watch. Our oft-maligned public broadcaster gets enough flak for being an inaccessible, esoteric leftist black hole of tax dollars as it is (only partly true). It responds in a timid but thoughtful way first with the warm welcoming indie rock bosom of Radio 3 by podcast and satellite radio. Then it raises one little finger to suggest it might be time to stop listening to Rachmaninoff from sunrise to sunset. And now we get to watch the shameful scramble among the gateholders of the most elitist part of the CBC to keep the savages out.

John Teraud wrote what I think is a very reasonable reply a few weeks back. He noted:

Toronto-based Canadian Music Centre executive director Elisabeth Bihl was one of the louder voices of alarm yesterday, citing the important role Radio 2 and the CBC orchestra played in helping foster new music in the country.

Asked how many new compositions were commissioned by the CBC orchestra in recent years, Bihl initially had no idea but, in a later call, gave last year’s number as 18.

It’s like that with the rest of us. Shocked by news of losing yet another oasis of familiarity in our daily lives, we forget to think about the precise value this institution may have, other than making us forget the inexorable passage of time.

I’m willing to bet it’s not what is being changed that scares us most. It is change itself – in any form.

The function of a national broadcaster is changing, he says.

The whole notion of a national broadcaster, linking people otherwise isolated from a national culture, needs to be more flexible in the Internet age. After all, the Australian Broadcasting Corporation, National Public Radio and the BBC are only a few mouse clicks away.

In the same way, the CBC is now a portal to Canadian culture for the rest of the world, not just ourselves.

Wouldn’t it be nice if our portal truly reflected the country – so our rich and ever-regenerating indie pop and rock artists and burgeoning world and world-fusion musicians can get equal airtime (and bandwidth) with the venerable Toronto and Montreal symphony orchestras?

That’s where Radio 2 is going – while still guaranteeing listeners several hours of classical programming every day. We should be proud – not angry – that the CBC is willing to take this kind of risk.

The only thing constant is change. It's time to let the barbarians in. That being said, you should go help save jPod from its premature demise. Because what did change ever do for you, anyway?

A tip of that hat to Michael Vincent at Fully Composed for the interview except.

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Sunday, April 06, 2008

Omop.

Some of you know one of my favourite books is Cradle to Cradle. Bill McDonough and Michael Braungart, the authors, have a brilliant way of explaining what I see as the design approach to the way of seeing the world that Daniel Quinn presents in the Ishmael books. That is to say, it's all about asking if our decisions are contributing the to health of the (societal & biological) community we depend on, or whether it undermines that health. The cradle-to-cradle concept of design they discuss is essentially looking at how we make things, physical things - high-rises, airplanes, hamburger packaging - through a framework of asking, How does this give back to its community in the process of making it, in its use, and in its disposal/transformation once we're done with it?

One of the issues they talk about in constructing as it's conventionally done today is that we mix substances that could otherwise be recovered and reused usefully. A shoe with leather parts that can literally become food for other organisms within our ecosystem has become a shoe with those parts mixed in with plastics that could be broken down into something new, with rubber and toxic additives, so that none of those components can be separated usefully once the shoe has is worn out. To appropriate a word coined by Jane Jacobs, they become monstrous hybrids. Well, theDieline.com does a blog with a couple daily reviews of excellent packaging design, and one of the submissions posted by the people at Sustainable is Good is this great example of a package that takes this into consideration: Method's "Omop" mop set.

TheDieline.com writes:
Made specifically for Method from a combination of paper and bamboo the new brown packaging has an attractive unfinished quality to it - totally unique next to other products packaged in clear clamshells with bright labeling.

The packaging has a minimal quality to it that alone provides it a creative advantage - you want to look at the packaging, touch it and find out what is in it.

The packaging is both compostable and recyclable (mixed paper) and its creation has an interesting story behind it.

The idea for the new design came out of a "Design Safari" a regular creative departure held internally among Method staff. At the safaris staff members share examples of packaging or creative design they like and discuss it with their colleagues.

The new Omop starter kit packaging is compartmentalized. Everything has its own place in a logical easy to open format (unlike many clamshells).

So there you go. Something brilliant to start your day (or end it) with.

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Thursday, April 03, 2008

Vriend and on and on

Back in Edmonton, this year's Day of Silence* went by yesterday, coinciding with the tenth anniversary of the Delwin Vriend case. The Supreme Court's ruling in his case came 7 years after he'd been fired from his position as a chemistry teacher at King's College for being gay.

It forced the Alberta provincial government to amend our human rights legislation to protect citizens from workplace discrimination on the basis of sexual orientation.


From the March 30th issue of the Journal:
In the following years, Edmonton has lost its reputation for being gay unfriendly, say local gays and lesbians. The gay drain to Vancouver and Toronto has stopped. The majority of gay people are out of the closet, with some coming out as early as junior high school.

Verbal and physical abuse of gays is far more rare. And, because of the Vriend decision, no longer can gay people be fired from their job simply because they are gay, a practice that had been going on in Alberta for decades.
So many people fight for us before we even arrive. What's that old saying - a society grows great when old men plant trees in whose shade they will never sit?

Learning about Delwin Vriend, I felt a sense of privilege and a sense of responsibility this week. Lots of work to do. Let's get at 'er.

*Full disclosure: this Vue issue from last year's Day of Silence features an interview with my friend Ryan pretty prominently. It was actually the first time I'd ever heard of him. Life.

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