Monday, December 7, 2009

PUPPY SALON



I wanted to follow up on T's last post with photos of Muffin getting her haircut by my mom. She was so good for the camera!

PS. T, you're reading The Shipping News? Did I ever tell you about how boring that movie was? Hopefully the book's much better. Introspection doesn't always translate very well onscreen.
PPS. There was SNOW in the Santa Cruz mountains today. California's catching a cold.

xoxo,
C

GROUND UP



In my most recent search for decent coffee in California (I miss you Porto Rico coffee!), I totally remembered that I read a pretty bad book called "Ground Up" (by Michael Idov, a slate.com writer) a few months ago. I wish it was one of those breezy, fluffy reads, but it totally pretended to be significant and symbolic toward the end. Nooo. That's always the downfall. Embrace the fluff. Let sweeping generalizations and the fallacy of human relationships fall into someone else's lap. Prefrrably someone cute and sappy. Ne-yo, you reading this? Call me. A hip-hopera is waiting to happen.

Aw, Ender is waiting by my side. Gonna go play with my (four year old) pup.



xoxo tiffany

INFORMING YOU I'M INFORMED



Gourevitch speaks about the U.N.'s frustratingly paternalistic view of the Rwandan court system:

"The Rwandan government regarded the UN's decision to keep its resources [evidence] to itself as an insult. The very existence of the UN court [International Criminal Tribunal] implied that the Rwandan judiciary was incapable of reaching just verdicts, and seemed to dismiss in advance any trials that Rwanda might hold as beneath international standards."
--We wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families

I think it's wise to remember that this type of bullshit goes on in the U.S. as well. Take a look at this website, Native American Legal Update. According to the Indian Civil Rights Act, tribal courts can only imprison offenders for up to one year, or fine them $5000, or both. What I remember from my tribal law class is that anything beyond that must go through the state or federal system, which has an extremely high turnover rate, meaning most of the cases never even make it into court. There's also something about tribal courts only having jurisdiction over tribal members. Meaning: Ringo Starr goes onto the rez, kills someone, he cannot be persecuted by the court! That's bonkers!!! Seriously.

A quick review of "We wish..." The subject is the Rwandan genocide, and Gourevitch's take is a moral one. How are foreign nations complicit with the build-up of a Hutu-Tutsi rivalry? And more devastatingly, how did foreign nations continue to prolong the genocide by providing the resources to sustain fugitives?

It gets off on a rough start because of the overwhelming amount of names and information dropped. It also veers from the personal--first person accounts from genocide survivors with philosophical inputs from Gourevitch-- to fact-heavy political accounts. The juxtapositions can be jarring, especially when Gourevitch interprets detail to microscopic amounts. Know that it gets better and that the pieces come together. Gourevitch is a welcome narrator and because what matters here, as in all memoirs and histories, is that the prose is strong enough to sustain any self-serving or leisurely asides en route to the story arc.

The last third of the book is the most fascinating, for it focuses on the aftermath of a genocide. The point is-- the genocide isn't a thing of the past. It continues to deeply effect its citizens, its relationships with neighboring countries, and the rebuilding of a nation. It's also the section that focuses most on Rwanda itself -- for most of the book, Rwandans are featured, foreign countries are featured, but Rwanda the country, aside from physical descriptions, is not well represented. In the final leg, Gourevitch's Rwanda finally emerges and its voice is General Kagame: well-spoken, realistic, and aware. Kagame makes sporadic appearances throughout, but here he has room to breathe and expand on the future. Fascinating, sobering stuff.

Also, I thought I would point out that Gourevitch has one of those faces that look different from every angle! I couldn't really tell which pictures of him were actually him. Kinda weird. Check it:




Am I right or am I right? It's like, dashing journalist, mugshot, and disheveled, balding yuppie. I would have never guessed he had such pointy teeth underneath.

xo, tiffany

Saturday, December 5, 2009

VISUAL AIDES

Talking about a memorial in Nyarubuye, Rwanda, where unburied dead are displayed:

"...I doubted the necessity of seeing the victims in order fully to confront the crime. The aesthetic assault of the macabre creates excitement and emotion, but does the spectacle really serve our understanding of the wrong?... Even as we look at atrocity, we find ways to regard it as unreal. and the more we look, the more we become inured to--not informed by--what we are seeing."
-- Philip Gourevitch in "We wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families"


photos by Vergara

Contrast that with New York based photographer and sociologist Camilo Jose Vergara's take on "Invincible Cities" and his work for Slate.com. His most recent photos are of 125th and Lexington in Spanish Harlem - exactly where I used to get off on the 4 & 5 express trains Monday through Friday to teach at an after-school program. What does it mean that Slate.com can commission an outsider to take photos to track "progress" or to "document" regular people in their everyday lives? How do we choose to represent urban, under-served populations to the masses? Sometimes the intention of the artist, or photographer, differs from how his audience receives his work. Is this worrisome? I like how Slate has decided to call this intersection the most "complicated, disturbing, and lively intersection" of NYC. Staff writers need to leave the East Village once in a while.

Why does art and documentation feel so exploitative at times? Gah.

tiffany

DISCOUNT BUYS

In an effort to practice driving, my mom and I have been going on random errands together. Today we visited Marshall's. (I am not a very good driver. Yet. I'm working on it.) Remember when I announced the National Book Award winners and expressed my interested in reading "The First Tycoon"? Well, the discount gods heard my thunderous cry and I found a hardcover copy at Marshall's for ten dollars! What a buy. It's a little beat up, sure, but it's new and all mine. Also, I bought chardonnay vinegar:




There's no expiration date, haha. But the other bottle of vinegar I was looking at doesn't expire until 2014. I think I'm safe. I also realize that the point of Marshall's is to buy clothing and shoes, but whatever. I'll take what I can get.

Anyone have any recommendations for good places online to buy books? I need to stock up on books before I go to China in February!! (Not that I don't have a pile sitting at home.)

currently listening to:
Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean
Paul Simon

time to edit essays! tiffany

Friday, December 4, 2009

ANOTHER MURAKAMI



Yay, some morning commute reading material. Haruki Murakami's After Dark.

And I got a mini Bodum French Press. Now I just need some coffee beans. Exciting!

xo,
C

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

FREE READ


DvF enjoyed this book so much she's sponsoring it on dailylit.com.

Go to dailylit.com to read "Madame de Stael: The First Modern Women" in its entirety until January 2010. Sponsored by wrap-dress inventor and fashion designer Diane von Furstenberg. Pretty cool.

currently listening to:
Never Ending Math Equation
Modest Mouse

xoxo t

Sunday, November 29, 2009

A GLUTTON OF BOOKS


Idlewild Bookstore in NYC

Right before I came back to California, Claire and I hit up Idlewild Bookstore in New York. (It's named after the JFK Airport, not anything literary or cute. I asked the cashier.) So much was on sale for four or five bucks. Awesome. Shipped back the following: "Heat," (which I mention here), "The Shipping News," and "We Wish To Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed With Our Families." I started reading "The Shipping News" and then I lost the book in the midst of fall cleaning. So now I'm reading "We Wish..." about the Rwandan Genocide. I'm not sure it'll help my Seasonal Affective Disorder but winter time is perfect for depressing reads about the human condition (usually fulfilled by reading Russian literature).

Other recent buys at the Berkeley Friends of the Library include, "American Pastoral," "Mother Tongue," (not the essay by Amy Tan but the book by Bill Bryson) and "The Stuff of Thought."

Oh. Mabel says hi to Bookstylist readers (all four of you).

currently listening to:
Red State Girl
Les Claypool

xoxo tiffany

Thursday, November 19, 2009

CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP: THE REVIEW



Some of my favorite MCs. :) Because I couldn't come up with yet another graphic for Jeff Chang.

"Can't Stop Won't Stop" can be so overwhelming. Jeff Chang belatedly asks near the end of the book: "What does it mean to be a member of the hip hop generation?" Truthfully, it's not clear. I'm not even sure who the hip hop generation is -- is it a continual state of mind? Did the generation fade with the passing of the Golden Era of hip hop?

What's also ambivalent is the way people come together to form hip hop, and why that matters. This is a messy book filled with pockets of great information. Most touching are the portraits of people, from Chuck D. to Ice Cube. Why is this? It's because Chang finally hits on what he's been hinting at all along: that the burgeoning of the hip hop generation is the consciousness of self, and for communities of color, that is a hard earned sensibility. When Ice Cube skirts around questions Angela Davis throws at him, you cringe for Ice Cube. That is a man still growing, developing ideas and acting defensively. We see that. It's also hard not to feel a little sympathy for someone going toe to toe with the magnificence that is Angela Davis. Had Chang focused more on individuals or specific events, this could have been a cohesive look at the social issues that developed hip hop and the hip hop generation. Instead, its miscalculated chronology and myriad of characters and events disconnect the central elements that make up a generation of cultural activists.

For such a sprawling book, it's also frustratingly superficial. I can't find the exact passage but at one point near the end, Chang talks about how a L.A. chapter of group trying to promote peace between gangs ends up being raided by the L.A.P.D. and Chang just kind of notes that in this case, the group was also doubling as drug dealers. And then he moves on. It makes no sense because as a reader, I'm not sure how to interpret this info. The L.A.P.D. sucks, I get that. Racial profiling, riding people's asses for no reason, brutality, breaking laws to send refugees to potentially dangerous situations abroad. The list goes on. But when you (Chang) spend time building up the good work a group has been doing promoting peace between warring gangs, how am I supposed to process that they were dealing drugs? What exactly am I supposed to be taking from this? I remember thinking after reading the sentence (I'm paraphrasing here): "They also dealt drugs." End paragraph. New thought. It was just jarring, and it had a shock value impact that wasn't really so much shock, so much as.... your point IS?? I wish Chang had a strong personal voice, something that hinted his point for bringing this up. I think we're supposed to have assume drugs and gangs go together, but what's the extent? It's not enough for Chang to tell me that the C.I.A. and other government agencies are involved with the drug trade, but how does it effect people in the streets? Gah. So many unfulfilled questions.

For now, I'll just continue reading illdoctrine.com for my hip hop fixation.

peace, t

WINNERS! AND AN ELECTRIC BLANKET FOR YOUR SHEEP



New National Book Award winners. I'm not incredibly interested in the fiction winner, "Let the Great World Spin" for whatever reason (bad title?) but "The First Tycoon" totally has me hooked. You know how I feel about biographies: LOVE THEM (see: Oppenheimer). And my most recent forays into the trashy world of Upper East Siders/Old Money via Gossip Girl has made me really want to know about the Vanderbilts.

Oh, I just found this cool link on Amazon.com about Frank McCourt's opinion on "Let the Great World Spin." He kind of loves it. (Can you kind of love something? Can you be a tad egotistical? Can you eat jumbo shrimp? Yes.) Hrm. Maybe I'll check it out in paperback.

My mom is currently making love to our new electric heating blanket.

currently listening to:
This Aint Sex (This is my new favorite song. It's so good it breaks my heart.)
Usher

Nursing my shin splints! tiffany

Post.Script: In case you don't get the title of this post, see Claire's. It's a Philip K. Dick reference. Duh.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

SOMETHING FOUL


"Man Walks Into a Room" by Nicole Krauss (author of "The History of Love", highly recommended -- I actually attended a reading by Krauss at The New School a month ago, and she disappointingly did NOT mention her husband Jonathan Safran Foer, but did speak generously about her children and motherhood and hope and hopelessness and being Jewish and a New Yorker, and the reading from her next book was lovely) was next on my list, but while at the doctor's today, I found something foul and unmentionable in it. Sometimes, I hate library books.

So: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? I will find out, and report back.

Cheers,
C

Sunday, November 15, 2009

YOU CAN'T STOP IF YOU DON'T START


Author of "Can't Stop Won't Stop" Jeff Chang

I kind of want to give up on "Can't Stop Won't Stop" by Jeff Chang. Not because I don't think the subject matter isn't important or that it isn't interesting. What I'm gathering is that Chang is using hip hop as a vehicle to explore cultural tensions and representation of communities of color. How does the rise of hip hop reflect and also effect the rise of black consciousness (via art, media, and culture)? This is important and these connections need to be made; it's also always the short stick when you're trying to legitimize something that is already a legitimate experience or understanding within a very specific community.

BUT. Jeff Chang. Could we talk about your irresponsible use of pronouns? I can't follow all these names and references when the result doesn't really seem to be a pressing relevance. Why talk about Maulana Ron Karenga--who, by the way, I have no clue who he is or why he has the power to make two gangs play nice-- and then mention that Karenga's organization is fighting against another character's fight to control UCLA's Black Studies department? And then throw the bomb that the FBI and LAPD are pitting the two together? And THEN the two gangs (?) have a meeting (because why introduce the gun if you're not going to pull the trigger) that ends in bloodshed?

1) What are the differences to these two group's ideologies?
2) How does the FBI and LAPD manage to infiltrate these groups?

I mean, why should I care? Reason: because it's in the book! I'm assuming Chang is trying to make the connection between the intellectual, arts, and street community. My God. Transitions are your friend. Trust.

currently listening to:
The Gusto Room
Johnson & Jonson

xx, tiffany

PS. CHRONOLOGY IS ALSO YOUR FRIEND. Seriously. Tell me if you understand this sentence. "These [cramped/not liveable] conditions were barely eased when racial covenants were ruled unconstitutional in 1948 and huge public housing projects.... began opening in the mid-1940s." WHAT? If racially-based laws are illegal in 1948, and I'm assuming (?) that the point Chang is trying to make is that therefore housing projects were no longer built? That they were kind of put by the wayside? Why introduce a thought with 1948, and then end in mid-1940s? Come on man. I will edit your work if need be.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

ACTUALLY, I HATE DRAWING IN A SKETCHBOOK



So instead, he draws on old books. Spines of books. It's awesome.
Read Mike Stilkey's interview here.

Long time no see,
Claire

WEST COAST LYRICAL MONSTERS

In case you couldn't tell, I'm back in the bay. Enjoying wide open roads and coffees that cost less than $2. Reading-wise, here's a quick summary of my latest reads.



"Heat" Great writing and an easy read, but I may be tiring of the restaurant industry exposes. I would choose this over Bourdain, but that may be because I think Bourdain is a tool.




"Green Collar Economy" One of those books you read because you agree with the message (the green movement's need to include the poor and working class), and also because you think Glenn Beck is an asshole. Don't know what I'm talking about? Then you are probably the intended audience. P.S. Van Jones LOVES Beyonce and making awkward comments.




"Can't Stop Won't Stop" I'm in the midst of this one. Chang's a good but muddled writer. Good prose, bad powers of explanation... which is a strange thing. I mean, I think I'm okay with the English language but sometimes I just read the sentences over and over again, trying to find the fucking comma or period. Who edited this book? It's a little bit curious. There's also a lot of sly references that Chang throws in -- words like "rude boys" and "dub" which have really important histories and influences, but aren't fully fleshed out. It's not essential that you know or even required for Chang to expand, but if he's going to mention it.... Look. Ultimately, all music is related. Just ask Mos Def. ('Rock N Roll', "Black on Both Sides"). Mos Def is not aware of child support, but that's an entirely different issue.

I guess that's it? Doesn't seem like much. What am I talking about, I'm in the suburbs. I'm lucky I haven't been sleeping for 12 hours at a time. I did go to an Immortal Technique show at The Avalon in Santa Clara. All ages concert, that's how I roll. I'm also running a 10K on Sunday in San Francisco, and another 10K on Thanksgiving Day in San Jose. Wish me luck!

currently listening to:
whatever is on my Grooveshark.com account. I think Nicolay/The Foreign Exchange?

xoxo,
t

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

COMMITTING TO CELLUOID

Remember when I read "Brick Lane"? Didn't love it. Just saw the movie; LOVED IT. It's finally got the "quietly beautiful" feel it wants to be.



xx, t

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

LONG TIME NO READ

Actually, not true. Just long time, so lazy.

A picture update, captioned:


"Saving Fish From Drowning" by Amy Tan. Tan is funny! Not bittersweet funny, not funny in retrospect, but narrative-wise.


"Veganomicon" by Isa Chandra Hoskowitz & Terry Hope Romero. Ah-maz-ing. I've made several recipes and they've all been fantastic. Thanks to my big sis for the birthday present. Up next: trying to make seitan.


"Rabbit, Run" by John Updike. Read if you want to be reminded about how much men suck. With no reasonable explanation except HUMAN NATURE. My boss at work was all like, "Why do I need more fucking depression in my life?" She didn't say fucking, but you get it. A customer at the restaurant was like, Updike gets all 80s in the next two books. Skip! Gladly.

"The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao" by Junot Diaz. S recommended this a while back and I actually read through it twice before it was due. Wonderful, biting, and I learned a lot of useful Spanish words like, "culo" and "muchaha". A colleague at work said that her boyfriend stalked Diaz by his home in Boston to get his signature (successfully). Also, when I told her I wanted a nice Dominican boyfriend, she responded, "I don't think [Diaz] plays for your team." Bummer.



"Three Cups of Tea" by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin. Great story, okay writing. Wish there was more about Pakistan's history and culture. Still recommended because I think it's a good resource for beginners (i.e. me) on Pakistani issues.

Currently eating: salted peanut butter filled pretzel nuggets from Trader Joe's.
Currently listening to: One of These Things First by Nick Drake

xx t