A month or so ago, as part of a joint field trip with my Lenses of Culture and Waste and Pollution classes, we went to Osaka to visit the Osaka Human Rights Museum. Organizing thirty American students and getting to Osaka, about an hour away on the train, was an interesting (read: hair-tuggingly frustrating) experience, but when we actually got there, the museum was quite the sight.
Month: November 2011
It’s almost midnight here, but I’ve been watching what’s going on in America this week, and I really need to write about it.
I’ve been following Occupy Wall Street for most of its existence. I presented a short speech about it in Japanese class a week or two after it began, and I’ve been keeping my eyes on the news about it through the social media site Reddit since then. I’ve watched as it’s grown from a small protest in New York to a national, then global movement. And while I would almost certainly be following and thinking similar things while in America, from Japan, I feel like I can see things particularly clearly.
The long and short of it is that America is fucked up.
I could say “messed up”, or maybe “in trouble”, but that’s not really the feeling I want. This isn’t about being politically correct and not offending. America is fucked up.
In which I sample a “proprietary milk-based pop”, and then do things with it that I never should have even considered.
I will write a real blog post soon, honest. Things have just been remarkably busy. Excuses, excuses.