Politicows: A Bovine Guide to Political Theory

September 14th, 2010


{an old favorite… September/October 97 – Utne Reader}

Feudalism: You have two cows. Your lord takes some of the milk.

Fascism: You have two cows. The government takes both, hires you to take care of them, and sells you the milk.

Pure socialism: You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else’s cows. You have to take care of all the cows. The government gives you as much milk as you need.

Pure communism: You have two cows. Your neighbors help you take care of them, and you all share the milk.

Bureaucratic socialism: You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else’s cows. They are cared for by ex-chicken farmers. You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers. The government gives you as much milk and as many eggs as the regulations say you should need.

Russian communism: You have two cows. You have to take care of them, but the government takes all the milk.

Pure democracy: You have two cows. Your neighbors decide who gets the milk. Representative democracy: You have two cows. Your neighbors pick someone to tell you who gets the milk.

American democracy: The government promises to give you two cows if you vote for it. After the election, the president is impeached for speculating in cow futures.

Capitalism: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.

Local governmental capitalism: The government condemns your cows under rights of eminent domain, knocks them over, and allows the mall to expand its parking lot.

Hong Kong capitalism: You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt-equity swap with associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows. The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamanian intermediary to Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cow’s milk back to the listed company. The annual report says that the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. Meanwhile, you kill the two cows because the feng shui is bad.

Totalitarianism: You have two cows. The government takes them and denies they ever existed. Milk is banned.

Anarchism: You have two cows. Either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbors try to kill you and take the cows.

Dictatorship: You have two cows. The government takes both and shoots you.

Surrealism: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.

Anonymous

September – October 97 – Utne Reader.

Things I Wish I Someone Had Told Me Before I Moved to a Foreign Country

June 17th, 2010
  1. Language is everything. Language forms thought, and reality is socially constructed, so if you want to share the reality of those around you, you must speak their language. Well.
  2. The fastest way to learn a new language is with a lover. The less of your native language they speak, the faster you will learn.
  3. Immigration everywhere sucks, at least any place that is desirable to live. You may be stuck in this mire for far longer than you expected, so plan accordingly.
  4. Try and sock away at least 10K (USD or equivalent) in cash before you make the jump. This will cushion your passage through #1 & #3.
  5. Wherever you are, decide to be there, until you decide to leave. Waffling in hesitancy for years on end only ensures 1) that you don’t bother investing the energy necessary to make your stay more convenient & comfortable and 2) you will start to resent where you are for not being convenient and comfortable. Case in point: the shitty showerhead I didn’t bother replacing for 3 years. Why??
  6. Stuff is your prison. The less stuff you are hauling around, the freer you are.
  7. If you desire something from a system or entity, you must give something to that system or entity. If you don’t want anything from it/them, don’t worry about it. To illustrate: if you want working privileges, access to public services, protection under the rule of law, you need a visa or citizenship. If your situation does not necessitate these things, you need not apply. As I write this, I’ve been banging my head against this uncomfortable reality in the effort to purchase a home, in my country of origin. It’s pretty universal.
  8. Being an expat is to experience your weening all over again. Foreign supermarkets will thrill you. It also often means doing things three times over until you get it right. This can be very time-consuming. Your child-like innocence and ignorance also make you a target for the unscrupulous.
  9. People are people are people everywhere. Flawed.
  10. Economic participation and social participation are so inextricably linked as to be inseparable. It is EXTREMELY difficult to accomplish one without the other. While everyone thinks you’ve made it when you’re making big freelance bucks in a more developed economy while living the high-life for pennies in the third world, it’s incredibly, isolating and lonely. Get a local job in addition to this, and your language skills and social contacts will soar.
  11. All systems of socioeconomic organization are highly imperfect. There is always some group that is left out of the system designed to redistribute resources.
  12. For the more mundane inconveniences of the hapless traveler (i.e., excluding extremes like being the victim of state-crimes or horrible accidents), chances are someone else has experienced it before, and somewhere, there is a help-desk with a simple solution to your problem. However, don’t expect it to be instantaneous.
  13. Get ready to understand the concept of postmodernism on a painful new level. If you didn’t already know that everything familiar & comforting to you is of little to no consequence to a lots of people everywhere, well, it is. Once you grow into this concept, you may find that dealing with non-expat acquaintances that haven’t come to this realization will become extremely frustrating.
  14. The mass media everywhere is full of shit.
  15. If you’re moving between nations of similar levels of industrial development, shipping stuff abroad is a big waste. It’s often AS costly as buying the stuff new, and you’ll find that most things like voltage and bedding are done differently anyway. When in Rome…
  16. Time seasons friendships. You will miss those back “home,” and it will take some years to develop comparable rapport with new individuals & groups. Befriending other expats helps, but these connections are often as fleeting as your travel schedules.
  17. Paradise does not exist, except in your own head.

Macro-Vegan Chocolate-Chip-Blueberry Cookies

June 17th, 2010

Description:
Rich, chewy, chocolatey, vegan, whole-grain cookies with the sweetness of honey & agave. Almost as good as really great sex, and definitely better than some sex I’ve had. Makes about 20 4″ diameter cookies.

Ingredients:
1 cup whole wheat flour
1/2 cup whole spelt flour
1/2 cup flaxmeal
2 tsps baking powder
1/2 tsp.salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
2 cups vegan chocolate chips
1 pint fresh blueberries

1/2 cup agave
1/2 cup honey or maple syrup
1/3 cup olive oil
1/3 cup sesame oil
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/4 cup water

Directions:
Preheat oven to 350.

In a large bowl mix flour, baking powder, salt, cinnamon (if you choose). Add chips and blueberries. Make a well in the center and set aside.

In a blender, mix the oil, honey, agave, vanilla & water.

Pour oil-honey mixture into the well of the large bowl & mix by hand until well blended.

Spoon onto ungreased cookie sheets & place in oven.

Bake for 5 minutes and then flip and rotate the sheets.(top to bottom,and 180 degree rotation) Bake another 4 minutes and check them. They should be brown around the edges but the top almost the same light color as the dough – take them out when they seem slightly underdone and move them to wire cooling racks.

“Why won’t you sleep with me,” and Other Stupid Fucking Questions American Men Ask Me

May 10th, 2010

WOE be unto the hapless lady that finds herself in this ridiculous debate! While a good number of gentlemen out there can read women well enough to carry out a proper seduction, or graciously fold on a losing hand, we all on occasion must suffer the bad apple that brands his sex a flock of obtuse oafs by resorting to this verbal negotiation.

“Why don’t you want to sleep with me?”
“Because I’m not into you like that.”
“But why? We get along so well. And we have so much in common! “
“I dunno, I’m just not.”
“Is there any reason in particular? Something I said or did?”
“No.”
“You know, you don’t know until you try it. I’m a really sexual person, i can tell you it would be great.”
“Yeah, I’m sure, and maybe so is bungee-jumping, but I have no desire to do that either.”

…and so the merry-go-round goes. I can’t figure out if it’s just bad manners, a selfish sense of entitlement, or an ignorant attempt to control something that won’t be controlled. Probably some combination. I do know I’ve never had to field  this question from any other nationality. A Dutch friend once remarked “Americans seem really preoccupied with negotiation.” It got me wondering if the roots were economic;  We are brought up to negotiate the deal & pursue the result – often at the expense of the process. When I go out to bars here in the US, I see obnoxious, self-centered men & shallow, resentful women, fueling each other’s disfunction in thinly veiled negotiations for sex & drinks. I find this a sharp contrast to the playful flirtation of South America and Europe, where the concern is less about where it is going but what can be enjoyed in the moment. My intention certainly isn’t to paint sex-relations outside the US in a utopian light, for romance is always riddled with awkwardness & conflict… but as far as I’ve seen decline or acceptance occurs without much analysis in these places.

The first time I found myself grasping for reasons to defend my right to refuse someone, I kind of couldn’t believe the gall. I lamented to a friend about it who replied “aw, if they’re really persistent, I usually just give in…” I was appalled, but it offered a kind of explanation for these meatballs that think they can prosecute their way into your knickers. Being an athlete & working in technology, I’m kind of used to having to overcompensate for the reputational stumbling blocks that wishy-washy females have left in their wake. If more women put their foot down and followed how they felt instead of following what the thousand blaring voices of society & the mass media told them they ought to feel, I probably wouldn’t have to work so hard.

Years ago I tried screwing a few people I wasn’t attracted to, for various reasons:
  1. A desire to be “fair” and look beyond the shallowness of physical attraction
  2. Because some sweet lad with a crush on me went way out of his way to help me on some project and desperately needed/deserved a “charity fuck.”
  3. Out of pressure from modern feminism to approach sex the way many men do – screwing without discrimination to rack up the notches on my bedpost.
I don’t recommend it, it usually turns out pretty unsatisfactory. There’s good reason that fiery, kinetic passion that inexplicably seizes us evolved in the first place. Anyway, if there was a concrete explanation, I’m sure many industries and dating itself would come to a grinding halt. And wouldn’t that be boring?

So what to do if you find yourself stuck in the argument above? Break it down in terms they can understand:

“You act as if I tell the pussy what to do. It’s the other way around.”

I’ve used it a few times now without failing to bring all rhetoric to a statuesque halt.:-)

Mango Tofu Banana Pudding

May 5th, 2010
Description:
SUPER Quick & healthy dessert – great for the munchies & a short attention-span. Makes about 3 cups (3 servings, not including garnish)



Ingredients:
Pudding:

8 oz. tofu
8 oz. coconut milk
1 mango, peeled & sliced
2 tbsp agave
1 ripe banana

Garnish:
2 cups: blackberries, raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, or all of the above!

Directions:
Mix tofu, coconut milk, mango, banana & agave in the blender until smooth. Pour over berries, or use them as a garnish. Serve.