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  • Islamist Political Thought in Egypt: al-Banna to Faraj

    The following is a short essay I wrote for an undergraduate college class on the history of Islamist political thought:

    On June 30th, 2012, Mohammed Mursi, a member of the Muslim Brotherhood founded by Hasan al-Banna in 1928, assumed office as the 5th president of Egypt.  In modern politics, the Muslim Brotherhood holds the highest offices of power in the state, but it began as a small movement in the port city of Suez with a membership of seven.  Today, the Muslim Brotherhood expresses the culmination of decades of Islamist thought and is a diverse movement with members who champion women’s rights and push for greater integration with Christians and other minorities, as well as more conservative, Salafist and Qutbist members.[i]

    The shape and expression of Islamist thought has changed dramatically over the years, but the ideology expressed in the Muslim Brotherhood today has its foundation in the political writings of Hasan al-Banna, the man who founded the organization.  From an early age, Hasan al-Banna took a strident stance against the British presence in Egypt, Christian missionary activity, and behavior that was deemed un-Islamic.  Rather than pursue religious studies, al-Banna became a teacher and was posted at a school in the Suez Canal Zone, where he was appalled by what he saw as the dominance of materialism, secularism, and a trading of Islamic morals for Western decadence.  He was also repulsed by the sight of Egyptians being exploited for the economic benefit of foreign powers.[ii]

    The problems Egyptian society faced in confronting Westernization and colonial exploitation weighed heavy on Hasan al-Banna’s mind and the only solution he felt was appropriate was a return to Islam.  In a letter al-Banna sent to heads of state and other influential people, he said, in regards to Islam: “If we take the nation along this path, we shall be able to obtain many benefits …  For then we will construct our lives on our own principles and fundamental assumptions, taking nothing from others.  Herein lie the highest ideals of social and existential independence, after political independence.”[iii]  From this, we can see that al-Banna rejected Westernization as a system of living, opting instead for Islam as a native, natural, superior and complete way of life.[iv]

    Al-Banna left it to other thinkers to flesh out his ideas and focused instead on social welfare programs and expanding the Brotherhood’s membership.  However, al-Banna did firmly establish the concept of a dichotomy of Islam versus the “West,” attributing the decline of Muslim civilization to the wholesale adoption of Western values and social norms, and argued for a return to Islamic values as a solution to the social malaise being experienced in Egypt.  He presented Islam as an opportunity for Egyptians to throw off the shackles of second-class humanity and reclaim their former glory, the former glory of their Islamic heritage.  He also established the important concept of modernity and Islam not being mutually exclusive.  A civilization does not have to be “Westernized,” or secularized, in order to be modern.  A civilization can be Islamic and modern as well:  technologically advanced, socially progressive, but still retaining the values, beliefs, and social norms that make Muslims and Islamic civilization distinct.

    While some of al-Banna’s writing emphasizes the rejection of pacific forms of jihad in favor of armed conflict with unbelievers, al-Banna was pragmatic, conciliatory and willing to compromise.  For example, while he disapproved of the Egyptian political system, he participated in elections.[v]  Other Islamists that followed al-Banna were less forgiving.  For example, Sayyid Qutb was decidedly more in favor of violent jihad, earning himself the nickname “The Philosopher of Islamic Terror.”[vi]

    Sayyid Qutb was born in Upper Egypt in 1906 and, like al-Banna, began his career as a teacher.  He also adhered to al-Banna’s ideology of Islam being the correct path for Egyptians to follow in order to regain their power as a civilization and joined the Muslim Brotherhood.  Where Qutb differed was in his stridency and his message of Islam being the only correct lifestyle in any part of the world where Muslims live.  He was firmly against any system that gave legislative authority to man and, unlike al-Banna, did not compromise in his ideology.  He wrote that “submission to God alone is a universal message which all mankind must either accept or be at peace with.  It [a legal framework] must not place any impediment to this message, in the form of a political system or material power.”[vii]

    He also believed that establishing this legal framework required more than “verbal advocacy of Islam,” because “the problem is that the people in power who have usurped God’s authority on earth will not relinquish their power at the mere explanation and advocacy of the true faith.”[viii]  Qutb did not believe in idly sitting by and hoping that Islam would become dominant in the world of its own accord.  He believed that Muslims have an obligation to actualize proper Islamic governance through action.  He wrote, “… knowledge is for action… the Qur’an was not revealed to be a book of intellectual enjoyment, or a book of literature or art, fables or history… Rather, it was revealed to be a way of life, a pure mode of being from Allah.”[ix]  Combined with Qutb’s idea of a single, true version of Islam, this concept of bringing about God’s law on earth through action contributed to the rise of violent jihad.

    Building on Sayyid Qutb’s ideology, Muhammad ‘Abd al-Salam Faraj advocated the jihad of the sword as the only legitimate interpretation of jihad, dismissing the greater jihad of internal struggle against sin as a fabrication meant to pacify the Muslim masses.[x]  Like Qutb, Faraj saw (Western) modernity as a condition of moral bankruptcy, and as an infection that was destroying the ummah from within.[xi]  In 1981, using his reworked definition of jihad, Faraj published a collection of justifications for violent jihad against un-Islamic rulers in a pamphlet called al-Farida al-Gha’iba (The Absent Duty).  A few months later, the militant group that Faraj belonged to, Jama’at al-Jihad, planned and executed an assassination of President Anwar Sadat, a secular leader intent on rapid modernization.

    The debate over Islam and how it relates to government in Egypt continued into the 1990s, with two opposing views being presented by Yusuf al-Qaradawi in Min fiqh al-dawla fi’l-Islam and ‘Umar ‘Abd al-Rahman in The Present Rulers and Islam: Are They Muslim or Not?  Qaradawi argued that democracy is compatible with Islam and wrote that “A call for democracy does not necessitate a rejection of God’s sovereignty over human beings.”[xii]  He explains that Islam contains elements of democracy and uses role of an imam as an example.  He says that an undesirable prayer leader may be removed, which is a precedent for the removing of an undesirable governmental leader, which in turn is an expression of democracy.  The people select who will rule over them.  Qaradawi argues that democracy is the best form of government for Muslims and it shouldn’t be rejected simply because it originated outside of Islam.  It should be incorporated, with useful elements being retained and the rest being discarded.[xiii]

    ‘Abd al-Rahman, on the other hand, advocated the rejection of any ruler that was not in full compliance with the concept of Islamic governance as expressed by Sayyid Qutb, even to the point of causing civil war.  He wrote that fitna (civil war), though a serious issue in the Muslim ummah, is preferable to being ruled by an un-Islamic ruler, and that “We would not, in fact, consider the resulting social discord [from eliminating an un-Islamic ruler] to be fitna at all; rather we would regard it as a struggle for reform because its ultimate aim would be the elevation of the Truth, the uprooting of corruption, and the reaffirmation of Islam.”[xiv]  For al-Rahman, whether or not to use violence is not a question, but rather a necessity, against any form of rule that is not compliant with the shariah and places legislative authority in the hands of man.  The removal of the leader should be immediate, or the people will be just as guilty of shirk as the leader.

    Islamist thought in Egypt has branched out into a number of different schools of thought, from extremists who advocate violent jihad and a return to the fundamentals to those who try to reconcile Islam with democracy.  The common thread that holds them all together is their belief that the future lies in the Quran and man’s obedience to Islam and God’s law as a way to reestablish the power and dignity of Muslims.  With the recent political upheaval in Egypt and the coming to power of a Muslim Brotherhood member, Islamists may finally have the opportunity to realize some of their ideals.  Mohammed Mursi’s ascension to Egypt’s presidency is a remarkable event and Hasan al-Banna’s surving brother, Gamal al-Banna, believes the election would have pleased his brother, because “it was God’s will.”[xv]


    [i]. “How Muslim Brotherhood went from 7 members to Egypt’s presidency,” June 29, 2012, http://www.mcclatchydc.com/2012/06/29/154443/how-muslim-brotherhood-went-from.html.

    [ii]. Roxanne L. Euben and Muhammad Qasim Zaman, Princeton Readings in Islamist Thought: Texts and Contexts from al-Banna to Bin Laden (Princeton: Princeton University Press, 2009), 50.

    [iii]. Euben and Zaman, Princeton Readings in Islamist Thought, 58.

    [iv]. Ibid.

    [v]. Ibid., 52-53.

    [vi]. Ibid., 129.

    [vii]. Ibid., 146.

    [viii]. Ibid., 147.

    [ix]. Ibid., 141.

    [x]. Ibid., 323.

    [xi]. Ibid., 322.

    [xii]. Ibid., 238.

    [xiii]. Ibid., 230-245.

    [xiv]. Ibid., 350.

    [xv]. “How Muslim Brotherhood went from 7 members to Egypt’s presidency.”

    Bibliography

    Euben, Roxanne L., and Muhammad Qasim Zaman, . Princeton Readings in Islamist Thought: Texts and Contexts from al-Banna to Bin Laden. Princeton: Princeton University Press, 2009.

    Youssef, Nancy A. “How Muslim Brotherhood went from 7 members to Egypt’s presidency.” McClatchy: Truth to Power. June 29, 2012. http://www.mcclatchydc.com/2012/06/29/154443/how-muslim-brotherhood-went-from.html (accessed October 10, 2012).

     

  • Coney Island and Night of Horrors (Weekend before Sandy)

    This post is long delayed. I meant to write it up and publish it on Monday, October 29th, but that night was the night Sandy flooded Lower Manhattan and caused our power to go out. By the time we got our electricity and internet back, I was scrambling to catch up on papers that needed to be written, reading for class (I use eBooks as much as possible) and generally in just getting life back into a rhythm. You know how it goes. Grocery shopping. Cleaning. Chores. Things just don’t do themselves, and when you spend all of your time trying to do the essentials, like finding food and water, things start to pile up. I really feel bad for the people that still don’t have power, even now.  But, that’s a story for another post.

    A View of Coney Island from the Q Train
    A View of Coney Island from the Q Train

    On the Saturday of the last weekend of October, my wife and I went to see the “Nights of Horror” event at Coney Island’s Luna Park. The attractions seemed to be themed primarily for teens, but we had a great time anyway. We walked around the neighborhood, looked at the boardwalk, rode some rides, and walked through the two mazes. I wonder how torn up this place was after the storm?

    Poster for Coney Island's Nights of Horror
    Poster for Coney Island’s Nights of Horror

    Right after getting off the Q train, we saw this mural:

    Wall Mural by Coney Island Train Station 1

    Wall Mural by Coney Island Train Station 3

    Wall Mural by Coney Island Train Station 4

    Wall Mural by Coney Island Train Station 7

    I thought it was really surreal and cool so I took some photos of it and then enhanced the colors.  At the time I was taking the photos, I jokingly told my wife, “Just in case it gets washed away by the hurricane.”  I wonder if it’s still intact?  (Pictures of the rest of the mural is in the gallery at the bottom of the post.)

    After having a junk food meal at McDonald’s, we walked down to the boardwalk to look around. I think I’d been there before, as a kid, but it’s been so long that I can’t be sure anymore. It was nice.

    Nathan's on the Boardwalk
    Nathan’s on the Boardwalk
    A pier stretching out into the ocean from Coney Island's boardwalk area.
    A pier stretching out into the ocean from Coney Island’s boardwalk area.

    I’d like to go back and have a look around next summer. Hopefully by then the damage done to the area will have been repaired.

    Car fatality at Luna Park Night of Horrors Entrance
    Car ‘fatality’ at Luna Park Night of Horrors Entrance
    Creepy Dead Chick With A Baby
    Creepy Dead Chick With A Baby

    Luna Park itself was done up pretty well. My favorite part of the whole themed event was the fact that they’d hired people to walk around in scary costumes and randomly scare people who weren’t paying attention. For example, they might get up behind you in line and lean in real close, and then scare you when you turned and found them right in your face. Or, you might be looking at a ride up in the air, and when you looked down, there’d be a person in costume standing right in front of you, staring at you. It was good fun.

    Car coming down the track on The Tickler.
    Car coming down the track on The Tickler.

    The rides were good. We only went on a few, both because we were running out of time and because we just didn’t have the guts to get on some of them. There was one where you rode in a thing that looked like an airplane. The whole ride was spinning and each airplane-car was also spinning on an arm that took the plane into sort of a barrel roll. We took it easy. We stuck with the Tickler, a roller-coaster that spins like  a top while going down the track, and the swing that takes you way up and spins you around real fast. We also rode a thing that was like a giant surfboard that went back and forth like it was on waves, while also spinning in circles. That one was sort of relaxing.

    I made the mistake of forgetting to take my hat off while we were riding The Tickler. There’s one long drop on it and after exiting the ride and looking, I saw that my hat was one among many laying on the rocks below the tracks. I talked to a few employees, all of which said they couldn’t do anything about it and told me to talk to someone else. I was beginning to feel like I was going to have to leave my hat behind, but it was frustrating because it was just out of arm’s reach. My wife got tired of me being a punk and just grabbed a nearby broom, hooked my hat and gave it back to me. Maybe I’m too conditioned to follow the rules?  Maybe it’s a leftover from my military days.

    The entrance to one of the haunted mazes.
    The entrance to one of the haunted mazes. I can’t remember its name.
    The 'gatekeeper' to the funhouse/haunted maze.
    The ‘gatekeeper’ to the funhouse/haunted maze.

    None of the rides seemed particularly Halloween-themed, but there were two Halloween mazes. One was called the Cudie Farm. I can’t remember what the other one was called, but they were both set up in a similar fashion and both were a lot of fun to walk through. My wife was a lot more startled than I was, but I think she was just enjoying the moment. More than anything, I was interesting in how well done the costume makeup was on the employees, given the scale of the park.

    The original Nathan's Famous at Surf and Stillwell Avenues.
    The original Nathan’s Famous at Surf and Stillwell Avenues.

    When we finished going through the mazes, we decided it was time to leave, but no trip to Coney Island would be complete without stopping in at Nathan’s Famous (the original Nathan’s) on the corner of Surf and Stillwell Avenues. I was tempted by seafood dishes, but I decided to get what Nathan’s is Famous for: the all beef hot dog. So, I got my chili cheese dog; my wife got her chili dog, and we stood there in the street watching the people while enjoying the good food. It wasn’t boring. A man dressed like a gay stripper Super Mario walked by.

    Shore Theater. The sign was damaged the following Monday by Hurricane Sandy.
    Shore Theater. The sign was damaged the following Monday by Hurricane Sandy.
    Coney Island Train Station
    Coney Island Train Station

    But, then it was time to go home. Back to Manhattan. It felt disappointing. There was something comfortable about Coney Island. Maybe it was the lack of tall buildings. Maybe it was the atmosphere. Everything there felt more relaxed. We thought about how nice it would be to live in that area. Of course, we don’t think it would be that great to live there now, considering the recent catastrophe, but the place just has a really good vibe to it that I can’t describe. It’s casual in the way the Metropolitan Museum of Art isn’t. We’re really looking forward to going back.

    The following gallery includes additional images of Coney Island and Luna Park:

  • Ripped Books

    I’d like to take some time later to write a long post about my experiences over the past week in Lower Manhattan in the wake of Hurricane Sandy, but I want to mention something I saw today that made me realize that some things in New York City never change.

    When I was on my way home, I saw an older man pushing shopping cart down the street. He stopped by the trash can, peered in, and then reached into a box in his cart.  He pulled out a book, looked around as if he were making sure no one was watching him, and then ripped the front and back cover off the book and tossed it in the trash can.  He then reached into his box and pulled out another book.  At this point, he saw me watching him and turned away from me and hid clutched the book to his chest.  He looked over his shoulder at me and then ripped the covers off the book.  He tossed the remains of the book into the trash can along with the first one and then hurriedly crossed the street, where he peered briefly into the trash can on the corner before moving on, presumably to find more suitable trash cans to receive his defaced books.

    I had stopped to watch this guy, so I’d missed the light to cross in the direction I was going.  When I did cross over to the other corner, I found a man in dirty, rumpled clothing singing to a pile of dirty clothes in a shopping cart.

    Last week, Lower Manhattan was very dark and the streets were relatively deserted.  Thinking about it now, I don’t remember seeing anyone … weird… out there.  Not weird by NYC standards anyway.  But now, the power is back and the crazies are out again.  Some things just don’t change.

  • The “Muslim” Halloween Costume

    Man dressed as a "Muslim" for Halloween.
    Man dressed as a “Muslim” for Halloween.

    Somewhere around Sheepshead Bay, a guy and his friends got on.  The guy was wearing traditional Arab Muslim clothing.  Or at least, sort of.  He had the kufi (?, long shirt), brimless cap, cotton pants and the sandals, but he wasn’t wearing them quite right.  The cap was way too small for him and the pants were rolled up, but not to above the ankles.  I don’t imagine he was too concerned about the details, but if you’re going to be a jackass, you might as well do it right.

    He was laughing and joking with his friends and passing around a bottle of vodka on the train.  I heard them mocking the burqa, and commenting that the man’s female companion should have dressed up like a whore.  I heard the guy yell, “Kill the white people!  Kill, kill, kill, kill them all! [laughing] … Kill, kill, kill, kill…”  Another time, he said, “I’ve got a bomb!  Hit the deck!”

    The situation was absurd to the point of being slightly surreal.  At what point does it become ok to turn free speech into hate speech, to degrade and disrespect an entire culture, just because you don’t agree with some elements of that culture?  And by elements, I mean some segments of the society, not elements that pervade the whole.  Violence perpetrated by Islamist groups is a problem, yes, but there are violent fools in every culture and we don’t claim them as representative and use them as justification for generalized insults.

    Some things are funny and some things aren’t.  Just because we possess freedom of speech in the United States doesn’t mean we should toss the concept of appropriateness out the window and ‘say’ whatever we want.  We should still have some self-moderation and not generate what is essentially racist hate speech because we’re too stupid to understand the more complex realities in other parts of the world, and too lazy to find out.

    Hey bro, I hope no one urinates in your beer tonight, but you deserve it.

  • NYC BMW Has Hood Crushed By Construction Backhoe

    After a fine dinner at Pinche Taqueria, my wife and I were walking down Bleeker Street (between Lafayette and Bowery) and, well… this:

    BMW with backhoe crushing hood
    BMW with backhoe crushing hood.

    I had to stop to make sure I was seeing it right, and sure enough, the hood of the car is being smashed in by the backhoe.

    Close up of backhoe resting on (aka smashing) BMW hood.
    Close up of backhoe resting on (aka smashing) BMW hood.

    I suppose seeing me standing there taking photos was drawing attention, because by the time I left, there was a crowd of people looking at the car, people peering out of apartment windows, lots of laughing, lots of joking, and people calling “shotgun” on who gets to post this to Reddit first.

    A number of questions come to mind.  Whose car is this?  Why did the person driving the backhoe do this?  Was it intentional?  Did the BMW driver piss off the backhoe operator?  Was it stupidity?  When will the lawsuit drop and who’s going to pay for this?

    Work Permit at construction site for BMW with hood crushed by backhoe.
    Work Permit at construction site for BMW with hood crushed by backhoe.

    Regardless of whether this makes the NYC news or not (I’m sure there will be too many stories about Honey Boo Boo or something equally stupid to show this), I’m sure the driver of the construction vehicle will be fired, but the work permits were applied for by a guy named Martin Donovan, so I guess he’ll be held ultimately responsible for footing the bill.  (Update 2: Noticed that both vehicles were parked illegally in a spot that has no parking b/t 7 am and 7 pm, Mon – Fri.  Makes the question of legal responsibility for the damage a little more muddy, doesn’t it?)

    Vehicle information and more photos in the gallery:

    Update:

    Found this photo on Reddit of the car earlier today, before the backhoe dropped onto the hood.

    The BMW, before the backhoe dropped.
    The BMW, before the backhoe dropped.
  • Excuse Me. Have you seen these droids?

    Stormtrooper Mask at Toys R Us
    Have you seen any droids around here lately?

    The missus and I have been so busy over the last few weeks that it seems like we’ve hardly had a moment to just sit down and stare relax.  I think about it sometimes.  Just going out to the park, sitting down and watching people walk by, watching the squirrels, and enjoying the sights and sounds of the city.  I think fondly about the time we spent wandering around in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  But then, I start thinking about the long list of things that just have to get done, and I put aside thoughts of having fun and relaxing for another day.  Except for last Saturday.

    Last Saturday, we decided that we needed some time to just relax and have fun, so we went to Times Square, stuffed ourselves with the all-you-can-eat shrimp dinner at Red Lobster and then spent about two hours wandering around in the Toys ‘R Us store, also in Times Square.

    It was a lot of fun!  Some of the toys were pretty cool, like some Hex Bug things I saw.  If I had the time and space, I wouldn’t mind setting up one of those tracks myself.  Some of the toys also sparked some good conversations, where my wife and I reminisced about the toys we had as kids and how they’ve changed.

    I’ve always enjoyed games, puzzles and video games.  That was a great way to spend the afternoon.

    As for the picture above of me in the Stormtrooper mask, well, I put it on and asked a store employee if he’d seen any droids in the area.  He said it was funny, but his eyes weren’t laughing.  They should have been laughing.  No, seriously though, he didn’t seem as amused by my lame joke as I was.  That’s ok, though.  The joke was more for me anyway.

  • The 2012 Manila Flood

    Back in 2009, Typhoon Ketsana, known locally in the Philippines as ‘Ondoy’, dropped a lot of water on Manila in a short amount of time and caused extensive flooding.  I remember there was a lot of public concern outside of the Philippines for the well-being of the people, not just in the Philippines but in the other countries affected.  A lot of sympathy was shown.  I think there were even international donations sent to the Philippines.

    Manila Flooding 1

    Manila is just recovering from another bout of flooding.  Over the last week or so, Manila and surrounding provinces were covered by flood waters, affecting about 2.4 million and killing 65 (as of writing) in what was described as the worst flooding since Ondoy.  I only found out because I’m still subscribed to the US Embassy newsletter for the embassy in Manila, and the offices were shut down for quite a few days because of heavy flooding on Roxas Boulevard.

    I was struck by the contrast between this flood and the last, when almost everyone seemed to know what was going on.  It could be that I was biased, of course, since I was in Asia at the time and news probably tends to give more coverage to local big events, but my wife, who is from the Philippines, didn’t even know there was any flooding until long after it started.  I knew first, because of the embassy newsletter.  I assumed she knew.  I assumed she’d seen it in the news, but I guess it just wasn’t in the news.

    I was wondering why there is so much less coverage this time.  I think there are two reasons: it doesn’t sell and no one cares.  With the action in Syria and the Olympics, who has time to talk about flooding in a third world country?  It’s not like the massive flooding in 2009 that affected multiple countries.  And of course, there’s the feeling that Filipinos just didn’t learn.

    The flooding was caused the first time around through a lack of proper drainage and littering.  There was so much garbage in the streets, in the rivers, jammed into the drains and drainage ditches that the water couldn’t pass through adequately, making a bad situation a lot worse, so now that Manila is flooding again, you can’t help but feel that they didn’t learn their lesson from last time.  When I say that no one cares, I don’t mean that no one is concerned about the hardships that people face in that sort of situation; I mean that people find it harder to pity people who are suffering from self-inflicted tragedies.

    Filipina girl crouches on cement pillar to avoid flood waters
    Filipina child crouches on cement pillar to avoid flood waters.

    And there are tragedies.  A few years ago I visited my sister-in-law’s house for her daughter’s birthday and I remembering thinking how lovely the house was.  Now it looks like this:

    Flooded kitchen at a home in Pasig City
    Flooded kitchen at a home in Pasig City

    It’s going to take a lot for people to rebuild their lives and their homes again.  Where does a person even begin in their cleanup efforts?  I can’t imagine how much work it’ll be for people to fix their houses and businesses again.  Hopefully, this time, the hardships suffered will make people think harder before dropping trash on the ground, and make them push harder for their government to take real steps toward improving drainage in and around the city.

    Not that this is anything but sort of related, but I thought the image below is worth sharing.  I found it on a bulletin board, claiming it’s from the recent flooding in the Philippines.

    Under the Sea
    Filipina dressed as Ariel, making the best of recent street flooding. “Under the sea… under the sea…”
  • World Wide Open

    Cocktail Munchies at the Waldorf=Astoria in New York City
    Cocktail Munchies at the Waldorf=Astoria in New York City

    Earlier tonight, my wife and I met up with a friend of hers that she hadn’t seen in about 15 years at the Waldorf=Astoria.  While we waited on her friend to get back from her day of sight-seeing, we walked around the hotel looking at the stuff behind glass in and around the main lobby.  The hotel is almost like a mini-museum. I was especially interested in the old ledger from 1915 they had on display.

    When her friend arrived, we exchanged gifts, she introduced us to her family, and we sat down for cocktails and to trade stories.  She’s living in Japan and listening to her stories about working there and living there revived my interest in the country and my desire to travel.  She was telling me about how easy it is to get a job teaching English there.  The salary isn’t that bad either, compared to what I might make here teaching full time in a college.  I’m not opposed to moving again.  Japan would be a fascinating place to live and with a master’s degree under a TESL certification under my belt, I could probably get my foot in the door there without too much trouble, according to her.

    More than anything, the conversation my wife and I had with her friend reminded me of how un-tied down I am to living in any one place for a long period of time.  I suppose that’s a result of growing up in a military family and being in the military myself; I just don’t really feel like I belong to any one place.  How do you even say you have a hometown, or say where you’re ‘from’ when you’ve never lived in one place for more than about 5 or 6 years?  Or maybe I’m just not used to staying in one place for long, since I’ve never done it.

    Either way, New York City is a great place, but I’m open to leaving, given the right circumstances.  Whether that move would be to Japan or somewhere else remains to be seen, but after living in NYC, there aren’t many places that would be a step up in terms of excitement and things to do.

    Oh, and after a great conversation and some really great cocktails at the Peacock Alley in the Waldorf=Astoria, my wife and I had our first celebrity sighting on our way home.  We stepped out of the hotel and turned down the street to go to Grand Central.  About a block down from the hotel, I was talking to my wife when I looked up and saw the actor from Terra Nova.  Then my mind quickly jumped and I was thinking, ‘Hey, he was in Avatar too.’  Then he passed us and I turned to look back.  He looked over his shoulder, as if he were wondering if we were going to stop him and hit him up for photos, etc., but we kept going and so did he.  Then I said to my wife, “That guy is an actor.”  Who, she wondered.  I actually didn’t know his real name.  I just remember him as Commander Taylor from Terra Nova, which, for some stupid reason, was canceled.  His name is Stephen Lang.  From the way he strutted down the sidewalk, I bet he’s a pretty cool dude.

  • The Hawks at Washington Square Park

    Washington Park Hawk 1

    The last place I expected to see a hawk for the first time was at Washington Square Park, in the middle of New York City, but that’s what happened.  My wife and I were passing through and saw a crowd of people gathered with their phones and/or cameras out.

    Washington Park Hawk 2

    Part of Washington Square Park is fenced off because it’s still being renovated.  Because of that, it’s free of people, which is probably why the hawk chose that area to hang out in, though it might also have had something to do with the squirrel that was on a nearby tree.

    Washington Park Hawk 3

    I asked a guy near us if the hawk showed up in the park often and he said that it, along with three siblings, lived in the area and had grown up in a nest on a window ledge on a nearby NYU building.  He said that when the hawks were young, there was a 24/7 webcam set up above the nest.  He took a moment to show me a video he had on his phone that he’d saved.  I guess people were allowed to go into the building and look at the hawks from inside.

    It’s nice to see that people are supportive of wildlife returning to the area.  There are places in the world where birds like this would have been poached, or hunted just for kicks.  Some people are sick.  I hope these hawks stay cool and don’t make a nuisance of themselves, or you know someone will cry about it right away and want them removed.

    For more info about the hawks, you can visit their ‘homepage’: WP Hawks.

    For more pics I took of the hawk, see my Google+ photo gallery, or do a Google search.

  • Poor Viewing Areas For 4th of July 2012 Fireworks in New York City

    Years ago, the fireworks show on July 4th used to be held on the East River.  I remember going there and standing on the elevated highway.  The view was amazing!  It was also real close to where my mother’s apartment is.  If we wanted to, we could have just gone to the roof, but going to the river and watching it with the crowd was a lot more exciting.

    This was my wife’s first 4th of July and I wanted to make sure we got a chance to see some fireworks.  I was excited too.  The websites and news reports I’d seen said that 40,000 fireworks were going to be shot off, total.  I imagine that includes the ones that don’t really go up and pop, but look like they’re spraying upwards from the boat.  Anyway, it sounded like it was going to be awesome, so we planned to spend the day out in the city and end the day with fireworks.

    The Pond at Central Park
    The Pond at Central Park (Yes, “The Pond”)

    We did a little shopping and then bought some water before walking through the lower portion of Central Park and heading over to the river.  We were in high spirits until we saw the way the crowds were being managed for fireworks viewing.  To be blunt, it was done in an obscenely stupid way that left me with the impression that the city didn’t care if the average resident or tourist could see what was going on; it was set up to make everything as convenient as possible for VIPs who paid upwards of 200 dollars for private parties on the piers and in the park that runs along the riverfront.  You know, that area where people normally jog.

    The 'view' at 59th Street
    The ‘view’ at 59th Street. The viewing area was placed behind the row of trees that divides the highway, instead of on the side closer to the river, and behind the pier structure which blocks the skyline.

    We started out at 59th street.  To get down to the river, you have to go through a checkpoint on the previous block where your bags are searched.  Then you can go down to highway.  The problem with the 59th street area is that the pier is built up into a huge two story structure and there is absolutely no view.  While we stood there, dumbfounded by the fact that it seemed like people were intentionally being herded into the worst viewing areas, I could hear a DJ saying, “Ya! Put your hands together!  VIPs!” coming from somewhere beyond the trees and high building in front of us, likely from one of the piers.

    Somewhere around 56th Street
    Somewhere around 56th Street. Shortly after this, we had to go back to 11th Avenue and reenter the viewing area through another checkpoint. Roads were blocked off for VIP access to the piers.

    Also, the cops had different viewing areas sectioned off with barricades.  Instead of being able to walk down the highway, we had to go back up to 11th Avenue and walk down that way, then go through another checkpoint to get back down to the river to see if the viewing was any better.  At the second point, we wound up being behind the USS Intrepid and the row of trees.  There was practically no clear line of sight.

    The Intrepid, blocking our view
    The Intrepid, blocking our view.

    When we tried to leave, the police tried to stop us.  One cop told us that going to the fireworks “is not just about seeing the fireworks; it’s the experience.”  I told him there’s no experience if we can’t see the fireworks.  What’s the point of spending the afternoon and evening in a crowd, looking at the butt end of an aircraft carrier?  When I argued with the guy, another cop told me that if we left, “That’s it, you won’t be able to come back in.”  Uhh?  What?  As we walked away, I heard him telling another woman that the fireworks are free, but the view might not be free if she wanted a good one.  The whole time, we could hear the thumping music of a VIP party coming from the riverfront.

    Trees blocking our view.

    We walked down a bit further but still couldn’t see.  Our view was blocked by trees.

    Crowds at 34th Street
    Crowds at 34th Street

    We walked down to 34th street and saw the massive crowds.  We decided the whole thing wasn’t worth the trouble anymore, had something to eat, got some sundaes at the McDonald’s there and then stood in the street and waited for the fireworks to start.  We figured we’d just see what we could see and the rest we’d catch on YouTube later.  We weren’t the only ones with that idea.  As many people as we saw walking down to the river all day, until just before the fireworks started, just as many were walking back into Manhattan, annoyed and complaining about how the barricades were set up and how there wasn’t a good view anywhere.  Also, there were NO PORTABLE TOILETS.  There were thousands of people heading to the fireworks event, but we didn’t see a single portable toilet set up to accommodate people.  That seems like a gross oversight by the city government.

    I think it was the better choice.  We’d have been annoyed if we’d stayed behind the Intrepid, or behind a line of trees that blocked our view.  As it was, I had to wonder what the city government was thinking saying the view would be good from 59th street down to 14th street.  From where we were standing on 34th and 10th Avenue, which is admittedly a narrow field of vision in terms of seeing the waterfront, it looked like we were seeing the north-most fireworks, because we didn’t see any flashes of light from further up the river.  I couldn’t help but wonder if the people at 59th street were able to see anything at all.  At least we saw some fireworks head on.

    View of fireworks from 34th Street and 10th Avenue

     

    View of fireworks from 34th Street and 10th Avenue 2

    View of fireworks from 34th Street and 10th Avenue 3

    If you’re reading this and thinking that it sounds like I’m doing nothing but whining, or that I’m hating on “VIPs” that are willing to shell out large sums of cash to stand on a pier, maybe I am.  There’s a reason for it though.  I remember being able to stand on an elevated highway with a clear, free, perfect view of the fireworks.  I heard the excuse for moving the fireworks to the Hudson River was because of concerns about the bridges that go over the East River, but I call bullshit.  It seems more likely to me that it was done to  give preference to people with money and create new opportunities for monetization of what’s supposed to be a national holiday.  The 4th of July is supposed to be about patriotism, pride and unity as Americans, but it has been warped into a business opportunity that emphasizes class struggle, not to mention the fact that it pisses off tourists that come here and are not be able to see anything.  That’s embarrassing.  Or at least it should be.

    I’m not saying people should be able to stand on private piers for free; I’m saying the show was better done on the East River and should be moved back.  At the least, the people should be put on the side of the highway that’s closer to the river, rather than right behind a row of trees.  As it is now, the view of the fireworks from the ground is disappointing.  Very disappointing.  Unless you pay for a VIP ticket to stand on a pier or maybe go to New Jersey and view it from their shore, then it’s not even worth it.  You’d be more comfortable sitting at home and watching it on TV.