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Friday, March 31, 2006

WORLD VIEW: Next time you're in Alabama ...



... you might want to check out the Unclaimed Baggage Center, which buys unclaimed luggage from airlines and resells it at bargain basement prices in a retail center that covers more than a city block. While you're there, grab a cup of Starbucks and drop the rugrats off at the children's area while you get your shop on. Check it out at:

http://www.unclaimedbaggage.com/

My favorite part of the site is the Interesting Stuff (odd things that have been found in people's unclaimed luggage). Interesting Stuff features a What Is It? contest where you can win a T-shirt if you correctly guess what an unidentified item is and explain how it is used:

http://www.unclaimedbaggage.com/interestingstuff.html



The site also offers some travel tips, and I guess if anyone should know what NOT to do, it would be the good people at the Unclaimed Baggage Center!:

http://www.unclaimedbaggage.com/traveltips.html

Here are the basics, if you decide to visit the Scottsboro store (and don't forget to bring something back for me!):

The store is located at:
509 West Willow Street, Scottsboro, Alabama 35768.
The phone number is 256-259-1525.

Open
Monday - Friday 9:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m. CST
Saturday 8:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m. CST
Closed Sundays.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

BOOK: Reading Lolita in Tehran



Well, people, I can't be traveling all the time (even though I'd like to be!). But, through books, movies, music, friends' travels and other channels, I will try to continue helping us get to know the rest of the world.

To start, I'd like to recommend a novel called Reading Lolita in Tehran, by Azar Nafisi. Publishers Weekly describes it this way:

"Transcends categorization as memoir, literary criticism or social history, though it is superb as all three ... Nafisi has produced and original work on the relationship between life and literature."

As an Iranian-born woman, who received much of her education in the U.S., Nafisi returns to Iran to teach the classics of Western literature at the University of Tehran just before the revolution. This book will give you great insight into Iran, its people and our relationship to them; women's struggles under an oppressive Islamic regime (without villainizing Islam itself); and the power of fiction in a world gone mad (all worlds, really). And, watch out! Her passionate and intelligent analysis of the Western classics will make you want to read them all over again!!!



To whet your appetite, here's a little food for thought from the book:

"Is this how it all started? Was it the day we were sitting at his dining room table, greedily biting into our forbidden ham-and-cheese sandwich and calling it a croque monsieur? At some point we must have caught the same expression of ravenous, unadulterated pleasure in each other's eyes, because we started to laugh simultaneously. I raised my glass of water to him and said, Who would have thought that such a simple meal would appear to us like a kingly feast? and he said, We must thank the Islamic Republic for making us rediscover and even covet all these things we took for granted: one could write a paper on the pleasure of eating a ham sandwich. And I said, Oh, the things we have to be thankful for! And that memorable day was the beginning of our detailing our long list of debts to the Islamic Republic: parties, eating ice cream in public, falling in love, holding hands, wearing lipstick, laughing in public and Reading Lolita in Tehran."

"I wrote on the board one of my favorite lines from the German thinker Theodor Adorno: "The highest form of morality is not to feel at home in one's own home." I explained that most great works of the imagination were meant to make you feel like a stranger in your own home. The best fiction always forced us to question what we took for granted. It questioned traditions and expectations when they seemed too immutable."

"We in ancient countries have our past - we obsess over the past. They, the Americans, have a dream: they feel nostalgia about the promise of the future."

" He cautiously tried to make me understand what political Islam meant, and I rebuffed him, because it was exactly Islam as a political entity that I rejected. I told him about my grandmother, who was the most devout Muslim I had ever known, even more than you, Mr. Bahri, and still she shunned politics. She resented the fact that her veil, which to her was a symbol of her sacred relationship to God, had now become an instrument of power, turning the women who wore them into political signs and symbols."

... and, she quotes an essay by Mike Gold, "Toward Proletarian Art" that was published in 1929 in the radical New Masses. It made me angry to consider art as purely useful, but then I got to thinking about it ... I wonder what you think?:

"Art is no longer snobbish or cowardly. It teaches peasants to use tractors, gives lyrics to young soldiers, designs textiles for factory women's dresses, writes burlesque for factory theatres, does a hundred other useful tasks. Art is useful as bread."

Finally: I've often wondered what is so dangerous about women that throughout time and around the world, men have tried to oppress them. I've considered many theories and I will probably be pondering the issue all my life, but this book raises an interesting point (doggone it, I can't find the exact quote!), the jist of which is this: If you educate a man, you educate an individual. If you educate a woman, you educate a family.

Monday, March 13, 2006

More photos

While we were traveling, we met a really nice couple from Phoenix: Antonio and Michelle. When they got home, they sent us a link to their Kodak gallery. They shot some really beautiful pictures, so here they are, if you'd like to take a look:

http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=gxxxdb2.5cswwbjm&Uy=-3x2fap&Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&Ux=0

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Safari w/photos




Our safari experience wasn't quite the guns-on-the-Land Rover, life-and-death experience I had hoped it would be.

We wound up visiting the Garden Route Game Lodge, which is still building up its stock of animals and land, buying up and revegetating land from surrounding farms. So, the predator and prey animals are separated and a guide took us around on a pre-ordained track to see them. Other guides would call on the walkie-talkie, "Giraffe in sector six!" and we'd head that way. We rode around on an open-air truck with the Khaki Patrol and their kids, which became a little awkward when the male elephant decided to expose himself. Being a fan of male genitalia, I have to take a moment and tell you about this: I would say his glory was about the diameter of a dinner plate, and it hung all the way to the ground. When we saw it, a starled murmur erupted among the adults, followed by chuckles and then questions from the kids. It was a heart-warming moment as, inside, I laughed at the parents grasping at straws as the birds-and-bees talk was unexpectedly thrust upon them.

Here's the sad thing for the male elephant: Apparently, male elephants, as well as the females, come into heat. The male and female must be in heat on the same day to get in the mood. Unfortuanately for them, the elephant pair at the park were ONE DAY off, which explained why they seemed so cranky to me. The animals I got the biggest kick out of were the two male rhinos. They hammed it up for the crowd and even gave us a hard time as we tried to drive away, blocking us, then moving away, then trotting up and blocking us again. Silly rhinos! We learned that rhinos rest rump-to-rump, facing in opposite directions, so that they can get each other's back - in that position, they can see a predator approach from any direction. Lions will try to eat rhinos if they can't get something easier like a zebra or an impala. We also learned that there was someone else interested in the rhinos: the male elephant! The guides have spotted him going to town on the male rhinos more than once! They say such behavior is VERY rare, but apparently the male animals at the park are pretty frustrated - the elephant being out of sync with his lady and the rhinos lacking any ladies at all.

Here are some other animal facts we learned:

* lions are so territorial, a male will eat his own male cubs if they don't leave his turf quickly enough
* because giraffes' heads are so far away from their hearts, the pressure in their heads is much higher than in the rest of their bodies, which keeps the blood flowing up there
* giraffes may eat food from the ground, but once they get it in their mouths, they will lift their heads to chew, in order to maintain the pressure inside their heads

... and last, but not least, how did the Zebra get his stripes? Here's how the Bushmen tell it:

Long ago, the Baboon was King. He would not let any of the other animals drink from the watering hole. The Zebra, who then was a snowy white, decided this wasn't fair and all animals should be able to drink from the watering hole. The Zebra confronted the Baboon, who stubbornly and selfishly refused to share. They got into an epic battle, in which the Baboon lit a ring of fire around the watering hole to keep the Zebra out. But, the Zebra jumped through the fire, singeing his white fur and giving him black stripes. With a mighty kick, he sent the Baboon flying through the air. The Baboon landed on top of the mountain, where he still lives today, with a backside still pink from the Zebra's kick. The Zebra still has his stripes and now all of the animals can drink from the watering hole.