Global climate change hits home

The Augusta Chronicle has a piece about how global climate change is predicted to affect Augusta and the rest of Georgia. Here’s the basic rundown provided at the end of the article:

Georgia predictions
– By 2100, temperatures will increase by 2 degrees in summer, 4-7 degrees in winter and 2 to 9 degrees in autumn.
– Average rainfall will jump between 15 and 40 percent in summer and fall, and about 10 percent in winter and spring.
– Spring will arrive earlier, and summers will last longer, with corresponding adjustments in plant and animal life.
– Severe weather events will increase in frequency and scale.
– Sea levels could rise as much as 25 inches at Fort Pulaski, near Savannah, by 2100.
– Rising oceans will threaten marshes and could intrude on fresh- water supplies.
– Costs of protecting Georgia against a 20-inch rise in sea level are $154 million to $1.3 billion.
– More precipitation will alter agricultural practices, with hay and pasture yields increasing 25 percent, while grain crop acreage could decrease as much as 22 percent.
– By 2050, heat-related deaths in Atlanta, now averaging 25 per year, could increase to 60.
– Mosquitoes that carry malaria and equine encephalitis will expand their habitat.
Sources: U.S. Climate & Policy Assessment Office; Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change

Sometimes I wonder…if we hadn’t invented heaters and air conditioners, would we already be extinct? What else are we going to need to invent to survive?

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Kinda mean, kinda true

I hit up “The Artistic History of Webcomics” at the Webcomics Examiner today (via Gabe). The article is basically a group of comics-knowledgeables discussing some of the most artistically influential webcomics. There’s some interesting stuff there, but one comment really struck me.

In the part about Fred Gallagher and Megatokyo, Shaenon Garrity writes the following:

And, yes, I’m a little baffled by its popularity. […]

The best explanation I can give is that Gallagher has tapped into things that a lot of American manga fans like about manga, and they’re not necessarily the same things that make manga popular in Japan. For a lot of Western otaku, Japan fills the same function as Middle-Earth or Starfleet or twelfth-century England does for other flavors of geek: it’s a fantasy world where everything is attuned to their desires and, if they could magically get there, they wouldn’t feel like outsiders anymore. In this Japan, nerds are the ruling class, video games and comic books abound, cutting-edge high-tech toys flood the streets, and everyone dresses in cool, crazy fashions. And, of course, hot teenage girls fight each other for the right to hook up with introverted geeks. This fantasy version of Japan is seductive to a certain young, tech-saavy, socially awkward but culturally aware type — the type that increasingly dominates the Internet. Megatokyo delivers the fantasy in full: it’s about two American fanboys who move to Japan and, aside from some early fish-out-of-water difficulties, discover that it’s exactly the way it’s depicted in manga.

She has a point.

There are a lot of people who say they want to live in Japan…and yet have never set foot in the country. And I don’t mean they say it theoretically, like, “Oh, it’d be nice to live there.” I mean they go so far as to make serious plans–and if they find themselves unable to make the move, to sigh wistfully about it all the freaking time. (While I am guilty of the latter, at least I have actually been to Japan.)

It scares me that people seem to think they understand Japan because they watch anime, read manga, and listen to the music.

I’ve noticed myself making assumptions about culture or language based on input from those media, and I always have to stop myself and put a little disclaimer tag on the thought in my brain: This is not fact. This is a guess, based not on actual experience but on observing a stylized product.

Not only that, but I’ve picked up quite a few phrases from anime that I surely shouldn’t use in polite company. In fact, I seriously wonder whether anyone would ever really say the things you hear in anime at all.

One of my Japanese language or culture professors at UK (sadly, I can’t remember if it was Inoue-sensei or Slaymaker-sensei) explained once that written works in Japanese are done in plain form, for efficiency if I’m remembering correctly. There are two main forms of the language, plain and polite. As you can guess, plain is more abrupt and familiar and is considered quite rude if used in the wrong context. Polite is typically more extended. Newspapers, novels, manga, and even anime (a visual art, but still one that is initially written) are therefore all done primarily in plain form.

In other words, the way an anime character says something may not be the way you want to say it, and if you base your understanding of the language solely on anime, you may be in for some problems. Or, as I put it to my friends once, “I’m going to get to Japan and start having conversations, and they’re going to think Why does she talk like a rude twelve-year-old boy?

It’s hard not to romanticize Japan, or certain aspects of the Japanese experience. I find myself very strongly attached to high school anime. Sports, dramas, shoujo romances, you name it…if it’s got seishun, I’m there. Sometimes it’s almost painful to remind myself that even if I do move to Japan, I’m not going to have that experience. I’m not going to be a Japanese high school student, and I will never be able to truly relate to those who have been. And, to be perfectly honest, high school life couldn’t possibly be as wonderful as it’s portrayed in anime.

The most dramatic example of the idealized high school experience that I’ve seen is a tragic series called Kimi ga Nozomu Eien. The series actually moves past high school and into an adult life that seems more like a trap than anything else. While it’s true that the central tragedy of the series is a large reason behind the dark tone of the characters’ adult lives, it’s also true that the characters’ situations would not have changed much if the tragedy hadn’t occurred. Once high school was over, the adventure would have been over too. The characters might have been happy, or happier at least, but Takayuki probably still would have gone on to a job in the same town, and Mitsuki would have had to give up swimming eventually and become an O.L. just like she did in the anime. The two both gave up college due to the tragedy, but even if they had gone I got the feeling that they would only have been delaying the inevitable: entrance into the workforce, and acceptance of drudgery for the rest of their days. Compared to that, their time in high school, with the excitement of dating and tests and after-school activities and the promise of an open future waiting for them to write their names on it…well, there really is no comparison. Kimi ga Nozomu Eien is about loss of innocence, and what better way to analogize than to present that stereotypical seishun and then snatch it away?

I feel, therefore, that anime invokes a good deal of nostalgia when presenting high school life (and life in general), and that this can (and does) give misguided impressions to people from other countries. This is, of course, not anime’s fault. Anime is an art form, not a cultural primer. And that’s what people, the people Shaenon Garrity’s talking about (and me), need to remember.

Savannah once again

As you may have surmised from the comments two posts ago, I took David to Savannah on Wednesday–almost exactly a year after my trip with Dawn and Sam. I have now been to that city three times, each time within the span of a day. Someday I’d like to go back and spend more time, with at least one night’s stay in a bed and breakfast or luxury hotel, and just explore and enjoy the sights and shopping and other experiences in relaxation instead of a hurry.

As always, there are pictures.

ah, Spanish moss

I’m getting the impression that Savannah is a “girly town”, because David really got bored on River Street. (Sam? Care to venture an opinion?)

tugboat?

Regardless, we both enjoyed visiting my favorite candy shop and sampling the praline candy. Mmm-mmm-mmm. I remembered how last year we bought a huge box of the stuff and had it all gone by the next day…but this time money was a little tight, so I didn’t buy anything.

River Streetdown a River Street back alley

After spending far less time than I’d expected in historic downtown Savannah, and then walking the length of River Street, David was ready to head out to try and find a beach. We drove off in the wrong direction, then turned around and miraculously found our way to the beautiful Tybee Island. After a brief stop to admire a lighthouse, we picked our way down onto the beach.

seagulls and waves

I was wearing shorts, and I’d already taken my sneakers and socks off to walk in the sand barefoot, so it wasn’t much of a stretch for me to run gleefully out into the water. My pants got thoroughly soaked. The water was warm and foamy and beautiful. You can’t help but feel as if you’re part of something when you’re standing there, rushing tide pounding your legs and sucking the sand out from under your feet, bright sun shining overhead and sky clear and stretching out forever. I wanted to swim…but unfortunately I’d worn a rather nice shirt that I didn’t want to ruin, so I had to content myself with wading.

Between jaunts, I convinced David to throw off his shoes, roll up his jeans, and do some splashing around of his own.

He too got soaked, and his jeans took quite a bit longer than my khaki shorts to dry.

I am so glad that we went to the ocean. If I ever plan my days-long excursion to Savannah, I will seriously consider staying on Tybee Island.

Now that’s just dangerous

Nissan has created a car that makes it easy to back out of parking spaces–you just pivot the entire cabin 360 degrees and drive straight out.

Such moves are possible because Pivo’s steering, wheels and other parts are controlled electronically by wireless, or electronic signals, not mechanical links between the cabin and the vehicle’s chassis.

“This is a cute car for people who have problems parking,” said Nissan Motor Co. chief designer Masato Inoue.

I’m sure it’ll be very cute when there’s a wireless “hiccup” and the car careens into a wall! Seriously, after having used a wireless keyboard and mouse and having dealt with signal drops on wireless internet while sitting in the same room as the router, I’m not sure I would trust wireless technology to control things as important as steering a moving car.

Then again, it’s a tiny electric car that probably won’t see use outside Japan, so I doubt it’ll exceed 25 mph…

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Really old posts, brand new comments

A week or so ago I noticed that Blogger had separated the style of the date and time on the comments from the style of that of regular posts. This is something I had been hoping for for a long time, because “posted by Anonymous at 6:30 PM” didn’t really tell me much. Now I know how new my comments are. I’m still not getting emails for all of them, so I could be missing quite a few, but at least when I do notice a comment I haven’t seen before, I know how long it’s been there.

Two posts have been getting quite a few comments recently, even though they are pretty old posts:

The first one, “Avril Lavigne sucks“, was posted on October 25 three years ago–it’s one of my very first posts. And for some reason, people have been commenting like mad this year. (Mainly anonymous people.)

The second one is the infamous constipated Naruto post, which isn’t nearly as old; it’s from January of this year. People have been commenting fairly regularly (and anonymously…hmm).

I really need to switch to WordPress so I can at least have more data on the people who are posting…

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Catching up

A lot of news has been happening since my own personal tragedy, and I’ve not been posting about it for various reasons. Now’s the time to get back on track.

To start, here’s a bunch of stuff about Japan.

BoingBoing: Japan sees first-ever decrease in coins

Dealing with the coinage is one of the more interesting aspects of being in Japan.

BoingBoing: Japanese universities offering classes/programs in manga

I wonder how much of a learning curve there is for those classes. Are students expected to be Japanese people who have grown up reading the manga?

BoingBoing: Japan’s coolest vending machines

Because the world can’t get enough of the Japanese vending machine.

BoingBoing: Japanese lobster-vending machine

This is just bizarre. But okay.

Global Voices Online: Hitler comparisons

I haven’t actually read this yet, but it would appear that a blogger is drawing a comparison between Hitler’s Germany and Koizumi’s Japan. He/she is worried about the possible “remilitarization” of the country after Koizumi’s sweeping victory concerning the postal reforms. Given that Koizumi is leaving the prime minister position next year, and given that the postal reforms will help Japan immensely by chewing out some pork barrel projects, I’m not sure where this person is coming from, but again, I haven’t read the article ;P

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: Japan cattle wranglers tie hopes to ‘dream’ beef (Reuters)

Beefy.

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: Smokers Welcome at ‘Sin City’ in Japan (AP)

I think this is highly appropriate.

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: Japanese woman calls cops over unreliable hitman (Reuters)

This news item made my day.

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: Japan Noodle Maker to Film TV Ad in Space (AP)

After the creation of ramen that could be eaten in space, this is a no-brainer.

Here are a couple of non-Japan Asian news stories:

CNN: Starbucks shop opens at Great Wall

Someday there will be a Starbucks on the top of Mount Everest. (If there’s not one there already…)

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: N.Korea introduces first ‘credit card’ (Reuters)

I just love the first sentence:

North Korea announced on Friday the introduction of the Stalinist country’s first credit card, but just how it would work was unclear.

Yahoo! News: Oddly Enough: Shanghai Publishes Guide to Spot Beggars (AP)

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Now, to finish this huge Japan/Asian roundup, I’d like to mention my favorite Japan blogs:

Sushicam is fun as always. Not only are Jeff’s pictures superb, but he’s always ready with a witty comment, such as the following:

Japanese TV is quite a bit different from American TV. First of all, its done almost entirely in Japanese… (tries to keep a straight face…fails..)

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I am way behind on Justin Klein’s blog, and that’s because he writes uberposts and fills them with awesome pictures. Definitely worth a read if you want an in-depth look at Kyoto and the other places he’s visited.

I have really been enjoying Miklos Fejer’s blog, Miyakonojo. His is more slice of life than anything else, which I love, and his writing is clean and clever. Something very exciting is happening for him right now, and I’m thrilled that I get to read about it.

And that’s it for now. Sometime soon I hope to catch up on my Japan News, which I haven’t been reading at all (sorry, Japundit!).

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Short trip

Well, I’ll be heading back to Augusta today. I don’t feel like saying “back home”, because I don’t really have a home. Not even this place–even though I feel perfectly comfortable here, I don’t live here. I don’t have a life here.

I don’t have a life anywhere anymore, it feels like.

But I’m not as depressed as I have been. Things will be better. I just need to be patient and frugal.

Today will be an interesting matter of timing. I need to visit Grandma on my way out of town, then pick David up at the Atlanta airport at 7:30. Hopefully I will time it all so David won’t have to wait. I don’t mind if I’m the one who has to wait. I can always find something to do ;>

Dad’s making me breakfast, and I promised Connor I would come see him this morning, so I’d better get my shower and start packing up.

Dad

A lot of times when I want to say something that’s important to me, one of two things happens: either I decide that I’ll do it justice later, that I just want to get it out for now; or I don’t write it at all.

Right now I want to write about my father, and how he has taken up cooking in his later life, and how he always cooks me breakfast while I’m visiting, and how today he made me a steak for dinner, and when I was finished eating it he thought I might like a baked potato, and when I was almost done with that he remembered that he had some broccoli from the garden that he could steam…and when I was finally finishing this extended dinner, he mentioned that I could eat the stuffed mushrooms in the freezer later on if I wanted a snack.

My father hasn’t always been like this. He hasn’t really cooked much at all until recently; Mom usually handled all that, and she still does. They both cook whatever they feel like: Mom will typically make something big, like a huge vat of spaghetti, or a pot of beef stew, or a roast (all of which she has made while I’ve been here, and today she was thawing chicken to fry), and Dad will get a hankering for something and make it regardless of what Mom’s cooking (like the steaks he made today).

Mom loves it when Dad decides to make breakfast, because he makes the best breakfast. Eggs over easy, toast, hash browns, and sausage or bacon. He’ll make the eggs however you want them, and he makes really good cheesy scrambled eggs, but I’ve always preferred over easy because I like to sop up the yolks with my toast. Dad remembered and made them over easy for me the other day. He’s going to make me breakfast tomorrow, too. I can’t wait.

I think my father cooks for me because he wants to share something with me. For the same reason, he likes to talk with me about his inventions. Today he took me down to the workshop to show me the method he contrived to make screws for one of his tools. The screws he’d bought ready-made cost twelve dollars apiece…now he makes the screws himself, and they each cost roughly five cents. Dad talked me through each step in the process, and what problems he’d run into and how he’d solved them. Like me, like us all, he was looking for affirmation and appreciation, and I hope I gave him enough. (I worry that I wasn’t very enthusiastic due to the fact that I was falling into a food coma.)

I love my dad. But yet again I haven’t written well enough to do my subject justice.

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Photos

Today I decided to grab all the photos I can from Mom’s computer. She has copies of many of the photos (digital, at least) that I used to have. The majority of the family photos are here, and some of my other photos (from visits and such) are here too. It’s not everything I lost, but it is quite a bit of stuff.

It’s good that my mom is as nutty about pictures as I am :)