Out There: Laundry in Italy

I rented an apartment once in Florence whose only real attraction was a dryer. It was an exciting prospect: no more damp racks of clothes for days on end when it was too cold or rainy or foggy to hang them off the balcony to dry.

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Zee Accent

Do you zink dat zee very French accent in English, she is amusing? Well, yes, I did too, until I became zee Inspector Clouseau of Spain.
Peter Sellers played Inspector Clouseau in the Pink Panther movies with heavily French-accented English as part of his humor. That French-ee akzent is a pretty standard amusing shtick, funny and even charming to native English-speakers´ ears.
And likewise in Spanish, in Spain at least, English-accented Spanish is a good joke. Which I knew before, but I´m more sensitive to it these days. Because I’ll be talking about something pretty darn dull like, say, mortgages, and I’ll see a smile creep across someone´s face. Sometimes they’ll try to suppress it, but it’s still clear to me. And I have nothing against spreading a little humor in people’s lives, but there are times it would be nice to be surer of a chance at being taken seriously.
Perhaps I´m a little sensitive, but every so often it’s obvious that I’ve got the stock joke accent. Like when a store clerk asked me to repeat the word ”newspaper” – ”periodico” – because she thought my pronunciation was so hilarious. So OK, the letter r is not my strong point; sometimes it has to be rolled, and forget it, but even the shorter ‘r’ is different from the English pronunciation and beyond my tongue’s abilities. And my vowels could be a little cleaner. And, you know, the rhythm´s off. But can I help it if I was born in an English-speaking household?
When I first learned Spanish, after I had been trying to mimic proper pronunciation for a while and saw it was not coming, I tried a speech therapist. But after a few sessions it was clear I was never going to sound like a native, and I preferred to spend the money elsewhere, like a café.
Because look at Arnold Schwarzenegger, or Henry Kissinger. They did OK, accents and all. Of course, I can’t think of any notable public figures in Spain with major non-native accents like mine. And there are differences between the U.S. and European common perception of what traits a citizen has, including accent, but we are all amused by a good one.
It’s just, does it have to be mine?

9/11: The Letdown

I guess I believed that such a blow would only cause America to rise up, seize the opportunity, and march together to confront all those things that had distracted us for so long. Back then, I would have believed that in the 1826 days since the attack, we would have caught the world by the neck and dragged it forward as we had in 1941…. Instead of taking stock of ourselves and our world and deciding what we are going to do about it; instead of uniting and steeling ourselves for the challenge of leadership in a world beset by tumult, we act like a selfish child who has been denied a hot fudge sundae.

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9/11 Milan: The Key Test

I wondered whether I had made a mistake, but decided to trust my instinct: There was no more to this than a silly girl who forgot her house key and a cautious parent looking after a child.

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The Making of Martyr Gao

Like the young lawyer Gandhi, he had journeyed far and wide in China, defending Christians, AIDS activists and other lawyers, peasants fighting rigged elections and illegal land seizures, and practitioners of the outlawed spiritual movement Falun Gong…. Chen Guangcheng, the blind “barefoot lawyer” who exposed how officials in his home county were illegally forcing abortions and sterilizations on thousands of women, was sentenced to more than four years for instigating a peasant disturbance that he played little role in, according to his many lawyers.

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Webcam Nuns! Maybe!

The whopper about the Canadian officials arriving in Italy to spread around the fortune of a bootlegging emigrant is a classic example of how what makes it into Italian papers won’t hold up after only a few phone calls…. Then promptly forgot about it, until “cybernun” Sister Antonella, who also runs the web site of the Dominican order, answered my email: “We’ve got plans for a web cam on the drawing board..but I don’t know yet when it will happen.

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The Flat World Hits A Speed Bump

“The World is Flat” was scheduled to hit bookshelves in Chinese earlier this summer. New York Times columnist Tom Friedman’s best-seller appeared sure to top sales in China, too. The English-language original, a globetrotting account of the impact of globalization, already had sold several thousand copies via state book importers and online vendors. So, at a major national book fair, Friedman’s Chinese publishers set up a flashy booth to display the translation. They had posters plugging the rollout.

But, to the curiosity of distributors at the show, their promotion was missing one thing, according to a publishing industry source: the book itself.



“The World Is Flat”

Turns out the world’s not that flat, after all. Not flat enough for Friedman in China, anyway. Today, it appears that the PRC edition of his tome will finally appear this fall but in late June, when I called up the Chinese publishing house, Hunan Science and Technology Press in Changsha, the phone was transferred twice before I reaching an Editorial Director Lin (he wouldn’t provide his full name). I related to him the above tale, which I’d originally heard from a publishing industry source in Beijing. “You’re quite well-informed,” he replied. The publishing house had to push back their scheduled release date on short notice, he said, in order to make “additional revisions”.

Why the extra edits? I asked. “The quality could not be ensured,” answered Lin, somewhat nebulously. He stressed that the ongoing revisions were standard procedure for their translations. But he also acknowledged the delay was unscheduled and the publication date was indefinite. When pressed for details about what was wrong with the quality, he said portions were not “in accordance national conditions”. In China, we in the foreign press corps sometimes take that opaque usage to indicate Beijing’s standards of what is politically kosher.

Lin also conceded: “I fear some portions will have to be cut.”

Publishing industry censors wanted significant passages stricken from the translation, according to what another book industry source in Beijing, a foreigner, had heard from a top Chinese executive with a major book distributor – “not the type to spread rumors,” she said. She was not clear about what in Friedman’s discourse might not meet “national conditions”. Revisions were going to have to be “negotiated,” she said. Friedman’s agents, International Creative Management, which negotiated the rights to publish the book in China, say things are on-track. “All I can tell you at present is that it’s publishing at the end of this month or the very beginning of next month,” said an ICM spokeswoman “It has not been postponed indefinitely.”

How much is altered remains to be seen, though. It is routine for state publishing houses or their industry minders routinely sanitize foreign titles for the Chinese market, especially high-profile books like Friedman’s. So as with many cases where Western ideas meet Sino realpolitick, it’s hard to ascertain exactly what or who may be behind the editorial changes to The World is Flat. But regardless of the outcome – the book indeed may appear – the hesitation and delay speak to a feisty new mood being felt in certain Chinese circles these days. Sensitivity to globalization has become nearly as potent a political force as globalization itself.

This is not to say that Friedman’s wrong about his basic thesis: Outsourcing and Internet access are “leveling the playing field” somewhat for societies like India and China to enter and move up the U.S.-led capitalist world order; and yes, there are major geopolitical implications. But China’s entry into this flatter world is causing a lot of atmospheric friction, more, perhaps, than Friedman originally imagined. As old doors are being opened, new obstacles are going up.

To say that’s because China’s still under Communist rule is gross oversimplification. It’s because unlike anytime since perhaps the tumultuous interregnum of the 1910’s and 1920’s, people in government, business, the media, and the intelligentsia are having to come terms with the anti-imperialist challenge of the modern Chinese nation: how do they enter the (free) world on their own terms – not America’s, not Walmart’s, not Tom Friedman’s? As my industry source speculated: “This move [censors putting the brakes on the book] is saying, ‘We don’t want China to become like everywhere else. China will always be different economically, politically and socially.’”

That attitude is being asserted in myriad ways, sometimes for the better but just as often for the worse. For the first time ever last week, Walmart agreed to unionize nationally, of all places, here in China – where unions essentially serve to protect to the Communist Party, not the proletariat. But how about the way MSN, Yahoo and Google are marching in lockstep with the Chinese cyber-censorship regime? Or the way one of China’s most outspoken bloggers faked the shutdown of his blog, then turned on Reuters News Agency for mistakenly flagging it censorship? And how about those English teachers from the States and Britain being worked to death – in one case perhaps literally – by Chinese universities? The Associated Press calls it a “new twist on globalization”.

Here’s an old twist: China’s political establishment is turning lefty pink all over again. The current Communist Party leadership, with its old-school emphasis on helping workers and peasants and soldiers, has become highly vulnerable to the voice of leftist intellectual and cadre community – both the conservative Old Left and the more progressive New Left. To an alarming degree, global corporations and Western political systems are the rhetorical bait they’re invoking to prod senior policymakers.

A good example occurred during the course of heated debate over a proposed law aimed at better protecting private property leases. The legislation was originally due to be enacted at the annual parliamentary session in March, though it satisfied few on the free-market Right or in government. But it was a few economists on the Left who managed to delay it a year, by deploying Marxist ideology against China’s corrupt business culture and privatization of state assets at low prices.

You might think it a little late for that old-school argument. But after a single Peking University professor of the Old Left penned an open letter to that effect, the draft law was plunged into controversy. “Why have we reached a deadlock?” asked Gao Shangquan, head of think tank who hosted a secret conference of leading liberal scholars on the eve of the session. One reason, answered Gao, was the mud-slinging from the Left, he said. “There are some who believe a conspiracy of neo-liberals planted by the American CIA are guiding reform, because they hope for a peaceful evolution.”

The World Is Flat suggests nothing of the sort. So the question remains: What parts of the book could be so offensive to the Chinese? To the Western reader, at least, Friedman is far more disparaging of the United States than China. He’s far more worried about American competitiveness than Chinese.

Down in Changsha, Director Lin could offer no specifics as to what would need to go or why. The problem, he suspected, was less a matter of the content about China than Friedman’s “style of expressing it.”

There is a certain Uncle Tom-like quality to the depiction of China in “The World Is Flat”. Describing a Japanese firm outsourcing work to tens of thousands of willing Chinese in Dalian, one of Japan’s former wartime outposts, Friedman quips: “…Chinese doing computer drawings for Japanese homes, nearly seventy years after a rapacious Japanese army occupied China, razing many homes in the process. Maybe there is hope for this flat world…” One can imagine a Chinese reader taking this cheeky tone the wrong way.

But then Friedman follows up with a highly flattering interview of the Dalian mayor, Xia Deren, about the changes taking shape. “’It is like building a building,’” says Xia. “’Today, the U.S., you are the designers, the architects, and the developing countries are the bricklayers for the buildings. But one day I hope we will be the architects.’”

A few years after Friedman’s visit, one wonders if someone in China is trying to nail home that very point.

Editor’s Note: Spot-on writers have been critical of Friedman’s flat-world thesis in the past.

Walk Like a Man

My oldest son, Heir 1, turned 18 recently, one of those milestone birthdays requiring significant attention. However we have conflicting views about what this particular event means in his – and my – life.
“I can buy porn,” he announces with a sideways glance to gauge my reaction, “and guns.”
“You can be sued,” I remind him, “and drafted.”
“I can vote.” We are both impressed with this.
He is fearless, this new grownup of mine. To him he went to bed a naïve teenager and awoke a worldly adult. He doesn’t need parents anymore, he insists.
And so he’s struck out on his own, eating a diet of Ramen noodles and pizza pockets and using an old mattress as a couch. He comes here to “visit” and refers to that other place as “home.”
It all stings, I must admit. What is the hurry to leave? What horrors had I subjected him to that sent him screaming for the door the moment he achieved majority?
I know intellectually that the call to freedom is irresistible, particularly if your parents were very involved with raising you. I had felt the pull at his age, only my parents had made me fearful and guilt-ridden about attempts to be on my own.
I wonder, with that knee-jerk smothering streak all mothers possess, if Heir 1 knows exactly how precarious is his new-found power? I wonder if he realizes that I could have squelched all that confidence with one withering statement, reminder of vulnerabilities or prediction of doom. With his adulthood still less than a week old, it is open to an attack that could freeze it forever in limbo.
As a mother I know all his weaknesses and it is the ultimate act of love that I never use this information to get what my ego craves the most – his needing me.
So I remind myself that Heir 1’s cocky over-confidence, his know-it-all attitude, and his downright condescending demeanor toward Dirtman and me are all signs of us having done our job correctly.
I know our job is not over and probably never will be. His cheekiness now will be humbled several times over and I’ve no doubt there will be frantic phone calls in times of need. But we can’t deny the relationship is significantly changed and that is not necessarily bad.
So, in spite of my desire to become Mother of the Year, this morning when Heir 1 walked through my door and handed me a garbage bag full of dirty laundry insisting, “I don’t have time to do this, I’m meeting So-n-So for lunch,” I handed it right back to him.
To his credit, he had the decency not to be surprised.

In California, Labor is King

In my last missive, I observed that, in California, education policy is no longer about improving children’s education—it’s about the aggrandizement of the teacher’s unions. But wherever you look in the Golden State—whether it’s fixing traffic or building shopping centers—unless a union benefits, nothing gets accomplished. Good or bad, we Californians have to ask ourselves how Labor managed to buy and pay for the Golden State.
When someone recently asked me how we got to a situation where Labor is running the show in California, my first reaction was to blame Gray Davis. Elected as a moderate, Davis believed in rowing the ship of State Government with both oars. On the left, he created an onerous daily overtime system (unless voters organized into collective bargaining units) then to the right, he argued for stricter law enforcement and more prisons (which coincidentally pleased the CCPOA).
Labor elected Gray Davis against dueling multi-millionaires and he repaid them dearly as Governor of California. But it’s too easy to blame Gray for all of California’s troubles—as he certainly had co-conspirators in the Legislature.
Perhaps the two greatest contributing factors to Union power in California are commonly thought of as common-sense political reforms. Rather than empowering the people, term limits and campaign finance reform have given special interest groups—and Labor in particular—a stranglehold on Sacramento.
When Californians passed term limits for the State legislature in the 1990’s, the prevailing wisdom was that a new set of fresh faces every six years would bring Sacramento closer to the people. What has happened instead is just the opposite.
Because of the very nature of the Labor movement—where individuals must constantly politick for power and build coalitions from within—unions are developing a farm team which does not exist among the Chamber of Commerce set. For example, just look at the 45th Assembly District. From former speaker Antonio Villaraigosa to his predecessor Jackie Goldberg to her future replacement Kevin DeLeon, each representative from this district got their start in politics working for a labor union…and this downtown Los Angeles district is not an anomaly. The Democratic Caucus in Sacramento may as well be an executive council of the AFL-CIO.
A second popular political reform has also positioned Labor to strengthen its grip on California politics. Under California’s Campaign Finance Laws, individuals are limited to contributions of no more than a few thousand dollars. But while candidates and contributors hands are tied, there are no limits on so-called Independent Expenditures.
In races across the State, labor and the business community have waged war—spending hundreds of thousands of dollars in Independent Expenditures to elect the candidates of their choosing.
In the 2006 primary elections, according to the California Targetbook, Labor won this battle in 11 of 19 districts.
With their ability to garnish wages from their members’ paychecks to pay for such multi-million dollar campaigns, Labor has a structural advantage like no other in California politics…and it could get worse.
Under Proposition 89, a proposal written by the ultra-liberal California Nurses Association, candidates must collect a certain number of $5 contributions in order to qualify for public financing of their campaigns. Compared to chambers of commerce with only a few hundred members, a thousands-strong labor union (which can take money from its members paychecks to contribute it on their behalf) will be halfway to the finish line before the starting gun goes off.
While on the East Coast the educated anti-war liberal is surging behind names like Ted Lamont, out here in California, labor remains king.