Thursday, May 9, 2013


In light of the recent violence towards muslims and the Rohingya in -urma, this incisive reading came to mind....

"....But almost always, during the initial stage of the struggle, the oppressed, instead of striving for liberation, tend themselves to become oppressors, or "sub-oppressors." The very structure of their thought has been conditioned by the contradictions of the concrete, existential situation by which they were shaped. Their ideal is to be men; but for them, to be men is to be oppressors. This is their model of humanity. This phenomenon derives from the fact that the oppressed, at a certain moment of their existential experience, adopt an attitude of "adhesion" to the oppressor. Under these circumstances they cannot "consider" him sufficiently clearly to objectivize him—to discover him "outside" themselves. This does not necessarily mean that the oppressed are unaware that they are downtrodden. But their perception of themselves as oppressed is impaired by their submersion in the reality of oppression. At this level, their perception of themselves as opposites of the oppressor does not yet signify engagement in a struggle to overcome the contradiction; the one pole aspires not to liberation, but to identification with its opposite pole.
 In this situation the oppressed do not see the "new man" as the person to be born from the resolution of this contradiction, as oppression gives way to liberation. For them, the new man or woman themselves become oppressors. Their vision of the new man or woman is individualistic; because of their identification with the oppressor, they have no consciousness of themselves as persons or as members of an oppressed class. It is not to become free that they want agrarian reform, but in order to acquire land and thus become landowners—or, more precisely, bosses over other workers. It is a rare peasant who, once "promoted" to overseer, does not become more of a tyrant towards his former comrades than the owner himself. This is because the context of the peasant's situation, that is, oppression, remains unchanged." 
- Pedgagogy of the Oppressed, Paulo Freire


Sunday, June 3, 2012


May was the Super Moon of the year, when the full moon was going to be the closest to the earth.  We drove up to Topanga Canyon to get a mountaintop view.  We waited at the Top of Topanga, along with many others who were also awaiting the lunar spectacle.  However, the viewpoint faced mostly north, towards the valley.  The church located at the next viewpoint over, was higher up, and stuck out more and had a better eastward vision.  We decided we'd take the chance and find a better location.  As we drove back towards the ocean, we winded down a bit and headed into a neighborhood enclave, but there were too many houses and no space to see east.  We then turned down Viewridge.  At that point, we were a little disoriented, and I was trying to re-establish which direction was which, and we were also frazzled that we would miss the moon over the horizon.  Then, all of a sudden, there it was: directly infront of us, giant, radiant, so obvious and in our face.  We squealed in glee and jumped out of the car, got in the middle of the road, and I rested my camera on the ground since I hadn't brought my tripod.  And these are the images we captured. 



Details
Date: May 5
Location: 8 hours west of GMT
Moon Rose at: 7:37pm
Sun Set at: 5:59pm



Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Moons of 2012 #4

This month, I almost failed to capture the moon.  I had forgotten my camera when I went over to my sister's place.  On our way out of Deep Dell, we got a glimpse of the moon from the hills, and was able to capture this using an Droid phone.  
Details
Date: April 7 
Location: 8 hours west of GMT
Moon rose at: 8:52pm
Sun set at: 7:19pm



Thursday, April 19, 2012

Moons of 2012 - #3













These are taken at the top of the parking structure #4 in Santa Monica. We peeped out of the office to capture the moon.
Details
Date: March 6
Location: 8 hours west of GMT
Moon rose at: 4:30pm
Sun set at: 5:54pm
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Thursday, March 22, 2012

Handwriting

Today, I struggled to find a functioning pencil, and when I did, I couldn't find a pencil sharpener. I finally remembered where my old Panasonic pencil sharpener was, but the batteries were dead. I considered sharpening it with a knife, per BF's suggestion. Luckily, I found a mechanical pencil instead! As I started to write notes on a scratch pad, I became cognizant of my own handwriting. It looked unfamiliar, detached. As if I hadn't seen my own handwriting in a long time. As I was writing, I felt like I was watching someone else write the words "# of study villages", "population of study villages", etc....

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Moons of 2012 - #2


I almost forgot about chasing moons, for some reason, I thought it was going to happen next week, and then as I was biking home, I saw the almost-full moon high in the sky, and it was still so light out (only about 5:15pm). Anyway, I remembered the next day (actual full moon), but I was worried that because it rises 56 minutes later each day, that it would be too dark by the time the full moon rises. I biked over to the reservoir, ready to take some sunset and moon rise photos. This month, the sun is
scheduled to set a few minutes later, so I was hopeful.

In the 1st photo, you can see it just starting to appear behind the trees.
In the last photo, I switched to manual mode. I had been using aperture mode for all the other photos.

Details:
Date: Feb 7 2012
Location: 7 hours east of GMT, BKK time zone
Moon rose at: 6:25pm
Sun set at: 6:24, but got dark at about 6:45













Moons of 2012 - #1


I've decided that I will test out my photo taking skills by capturing all the full moons (or almost full) of this year. Here's my first attempt. Of course, being my baseline photo, it is crappy. Therefore, you shall see drastic improvement by at least Moon #7.



Details

Date: Jan 9 2012

Location: 7 hours east of GMT, BKK time zone

Moon rose at: 6:35pm

Sun set at: 6:06pm, but it got dark about 15 min later.













Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Bye Bye Uggs



It's been great knowing you since the 9th grade! We shared many camping trips, diving practice, and quick trots to the market in the evening when it was chilly . I will miss you.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

My fav holiday here













These photos are old, and I meant to post them earlier. Its actually a different holiday here at the moment
....and I'm avoiding going out so I don't get soaked in all the Songkran craziness. But inevitably I had to forage for food or a poolside, and got drenched along the way.

These ladies were setting off the lanterns along the riverside where we di
ned. Those are not stars behind them in the sky; rather they are other lanterns flying high...

This one was taken with a really slow shutter speed, and this is the moon above us that evening, being centered by ominous looking yet harmless clouds. It was a serene evening. Except for the really drunk Thai people.

This is one of my favorite holidays because the lanterns are so beautiful in the sky but there is something about the way they drift so slowly away and with the lantern, you send away all your doubts, fears, pessimism, and vanity.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Guilty dog video

I love this video. I forgot that dogs can exhibit guilt. I want a dog.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8ISzf2pryI

Thursday, March 10, 2011

the regularness of irregularity

In this small, dust-covered town of Manipur, which fortunately shares the same climate as southern California, power comes on erratically a couple hours a day. And the locals contend that it is the corrupt, semi-autonomous state government's fault, who sells the electricity to their neighboring states, swelling up their personal coffers, and bullying the citizens into submission by ostentatiously driving around in really big military vehicles and flashing their guns. Probably true, but I don't have the time to investigate the facts. Though I have seen the big wheels and big guns. I'm too busy training medics by candle-light. Despite the regularity of having irregular power, the residents still find it alarming when the power goes out abruptly. I am sitting in my guesthouse and I was typing away and enjoying using the wireless modem on AC mode when the lights flickered out and a roar of human distraught/comedy wailed through town, and in through my window, to my amusement. The noise resembled something like a cross between a wail made by a crowd of eager futbol fans whose team just missed a goal and a moan coming from a group of boys who just witnessed a girl's dress fly up in the wind. Odd. That after so many years of consistent disruption in their lives, that they still react. And now there is a silence that cuts through this town, which is quickly replaced by generators working hard to provide a steady white noise for me to fall gently asleep to....Good night.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

lover

i wish my lover is thinking of me right now and calls me soon.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

moon cakes

Recently the mid-autumn full moon festival happened. I unfortunately missed it by a week when I was in Shanghai. However, I did partake in the gearing up for the full moon festival, which all really started for me when I was at the Starbucks in Bangkok a few weeks back. There, at the checkout counter, were moon cakes for sale with the Starbucks logo imprinted on top (usually, they have a pretty floral design or some other symbol that I am too ignorant to know the significance of). My instinct was to purchase the moon cake and consume it happily, but was taken aback by how expensive one pastry was (100 baht. When one is accustomed to spending 30 baht for lunch, that ~$3 is like sticker shock). Had I known that the moon cake actually weighs something in the order of two pounds, I would have reconsidered. Luckily for me, I went straight to the source (China) and bought a shoebox load and gleefully brought them back to Thailand for all my coworkers to enjoy. Unfortunately, the one I ate from China wasn't all that (booo!) so I went straight to Tesco and bought the most expensive one. Why was it so expensive? Because it was Durian moon cake. Only in Thailand. Unfortunately again, my moon cake did not live up to my expectation. In case you don't know, Durian is a peculiar fruit which half the population love and half hate. I'm in the latter camp, and that is because it smells like fart and tastes like fart. And when I eat it, I wretch, and then I break out in hives and my throat starts to close shut. I should have just bought the Starbucks moon cake. There's always next year....

(moon cakes are filled with a paste like yummy filling, and a hard boiled egg yolk)

Monday, August 30, 2010

Random updates 2010

How do we expect people to think critically about
public health problems if they've only learned to be functionally literate?

We've got way too many male squash flowers.

Children see in black in white, adults see in grey tones.

When will I be able to commit to having my own pet dog?

See photo of my spelunking:

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Monday, October 5, 2009

wooden bridge


This is the longest wooden bridge in Thailand and it takes you to the Mon people. It was almost twilight and I took this using low ISO (100) . It created a steel like tint in the image. The bridge was rickety and gorgeous to walk across. House boasts having been built alongside the structure, added more inevitable photo opportunities.

amazing light


The fried tofu and vegetable in peanut sauce topped with creme fraiche was AMAZING but the Nikon D50 that captured this image using only available light (which was very very little) produced even more amazing results...

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

war

One of my favorite local health assistant coordinators has already left for war. He was one of the most happy go lucky, positive human beings I ever met. Such a hard worker. This is truly a sad day for me. I really do hope he keeps safe.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Fortune was told

Today I was having a conversation with the resort owner about including more vegetables in our meals, and then he asked me if I was happy with somtam. I thought he was talking about green papaya salad, so I said yes, I love Somtam and it makes me happy. "No! not somtam! No! Are you happy sometimes?" I smiled and emphatically said yes! most of the time. He told me the mole on my right cheek is preventing me from being happy. Wow, my mother has been telling me this for years. Is this an Asian thing? He subsequently took my hands into his and stroked the tips of my longest fingers, saying I had a difficult childhood and that is why my second and fourth fingers are uneven. It made me think about my parents divorce, being burned by scalding water, being separated from my sister, in an orphanage, and sojourning to the US and not knowing a single soul. He proceeded to tell me that he could see from my hands I help many people and that no one helps me in return. And so because of this, I should never expect people to pay me back or help me. I thought well, that is pretty reasonable. Could be just good advice, something I'll totally heed. He did reassure me, though, that when I hit rock bottom, someone will be there to pick me up. At which my new coworker, concerned about my destiny, invited me to stay with him if I am ever having problems. Glad that is covered! He also told me that I am a bullheaded person and that when I want something, contrary to the advice that my friends and family might proffer, I will go for it. He nailed that one. Then he got into the juicy stuff and told me that I have two people who are in love with me right now. I asked him who they are because clearly I've been left out in the dark. He proceeded to tell me that I am not really good at saving money. I was starting to not want to believe him. And that I also have a sixth sense and can occasionally know things are going to happen before they happen. OK, now he's becoming my friend again. And that I have a very deep secret only in my heart which makes me very sad and nervous.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

hanging

Some of the best times i have here in MS is just hanging with Cate and taking pictures of random dogs. We've come up with a classification system of the thai dogs: Burger, BFF, and Polio Dog. How many degrees of separation are they away from these 3 dog types? we ask ourselves. Then we dash for the dogs and take numerous photos. It's raging fun. Then we go and look at random T-shirts.
This one is definitely 1 degree away from Burger with his scruffy factor. It was so sad, why was he eating poo on the road? I didn't know dogs eat poo.

Then we came across two little puppies. They were many degrees of separation from the 3 dog types, but their puppiness still warranted a pull over and oogling.