Maintenance

I fixed some friends links because I had some friends come back online! In no particular order:
-Drewish went back onto a Xanga, so there he is, with more pictures of his doing embarrassing things in the dorm hallways.
-Nick went back online to report on the progress of his startup. (ps - still expecting in on the IPO Nick, not joking)
-Andie, trendy as ever, heard the word 'Blog' on CNN and decided she couldn't live without one. She's currently writing for the Dallas Observer, and her stuff is written for cool people by a cool person.
-Abby has no more Xanga, but her pictures are still cute. She has a new haircut and she looks all motherly, and it's cute.

Crazy hippie liberal idea

I tend to get such ideas from time to time, but I really think Google and Yahoo could stand to cooperate on their efforts to digitize the universe's catalog of the printed word. Call me crazy, but it'd probably make it a more realistic idea, because doing it once with tons of powers combined sounds lot more realistic than having some technological companies fighting over doing it twice.

A less crazy, less liberal, more hippie post

Over the last couple weeks I've been mulling over, once again, my identity as an American. It came to a head today across two separate incidents. The first came on the thing that owns my soul, Facebook. I went around people surfing, when I do when I feel like burning time, and found some girl who happened to be terribly cute. Her political orientation of 'Conservative' was a warning sign, but in itself nothing to panic about. Plenty of very smart, good-natured people happen to have rational conservative beliefs. But then in her 'about me' profile, she let loose a liberals-be-damned rant about her waiting on various liberals to get up and leave the country, making good on vows sworn last November. I hate it when stupid people taunt others. Upon finding this text on the screen, my mouse cursor jumped up and ran as far away on the screen as possible, ending up hiding in the safe haven of the clock and hoping that the carpal-tunnel-ridden idiot guiding him wouldn't take aim at the 'Poke Her!' button and pull the trigger.

But she did at least have a point. Hell, even Bill Maher made it a New Rule not to talk about leaving the country unless you had someone to take over, or worked for Halliburton.

The second incident came during the other thing that owns my soul, my law class. This week's section was devoted to the formerly-secret torture memos, and while most of it was so dense I won't absorb it for another week or two, it became very easy to establish that no matter who you blame for Abu Ghraib, it really came down to Rumsfeld being a bastard by instigating secret operations and hijacking the good work the FBI was doing of interrogating the detainees who are actually useful.

People who I talk to encourage me to do something about it, to grow up and take on their successors face-to-face. I have no doubt I could do it, but why? Why defend a people who didn't overwhelmingly disapprove of the perpetrator of all this last November? Why defend a people who tolerate an administration that does these things? Why defend a people who are insultingly stupid, greedy and fat (all things which go hand-in-hand, if you think about it). Given my language skills, my newfound enjoyment of going international and my love of Spanish women, I seem like a perfectly good candidate to make good on his pledge to get the hell out.

But I found a stumbling block in the course of my law reading. John McCain introduced a bill to regulate the interrogations and force them to follow an Army field manual that's already existing, conforming to international law and according to interrogators, very sufficient to get the job done, all the while being humane to detainees. All of his well-reasoned supporting points (such as the worthlessness of information gained from torture, as it makes detainees desperate to tell interrogators what they want to hear instead of actual intelligence) took a backseat to his main point: that it's just not the American way to torture detainees. It's not the American example to set for the rest of the world.

And that's just it. Like it or not, the world still turns to this land of idiots for guidance when really big questions turn up. We may be miserable wrecks in solving our own disasters, but when the tsunami hit South Asia last year the whole world turned to the US, threw their arms in the air and screamed 'what do we do?!' - and sure enough, we showed up to help.

So while it seems like it's in my interest to get out of the country, and soon, it's actually hurting me in the long run. Because my leaving just empowers the idiots to set an even worse example, which the rest of the world will ultimately end up following when disaster strikes, or the next major war starts. And that adversely affects the people I admire: the skinny, decently-educated, happy-with-what-they've-got people of the rest of the world. Namely, Spanish women. So, much to my own chagrin, I guess I'll have to stay here and take the advice that the elders give me and take these bastards down. Because if we don't, then the world will have to choose in following our example, or the Chinese. And as we all know, that's clearly not in American interests.

By the way..

Lots of 'switches' going on around here. I'm posting right now from the new house, which all in all isn't bad. It's down on the south side of Arlington, which I usually don't like quite so much, but lots of new things have opened up since I've last lived down here (about 4-5 years ago) so it's pretty decent, even though I'm a whopping 10 minutes further from my friends' places. Tonight was celebratory dinner (to end my mom's vacation / completion of the moving process) at a sushi place down here, which was *damn* tasty (almost as good as Pirahna, I'd say) despite being run by Koreans. I've seen white folks run a sushi place before, and the woman making sushi at HEB is clearly Hispanic, but Korean? That's new to me.

Only one real problem with this new house. The previous owners, good folk they are, left behind their living room HDTV that fits in just perfectly. It's probably only about 2 years old, too. Only problem? The Fox News Channel logo and bottom bar got burned in to the screen. When you watch some stuff, you can clearly see the word 'channel' down in the bottom. Mom is so miffed about it she might go drop a few grand on a new TV over it.

Sigh.

As for the folks who trademarked the word Switch™, I'm going to Apple for my next computer. Kinda. When the time comes to get a new laptop, if that ever happens, I'll be picking up a 12" iBook, as it does all the small tasks very nicely, has a fantastic screen, good battery life, light weight, is stable as all hell, plays music, and costs less than my uber-sexy Sharp did new by $50.

But the big one: has Lexus done enough to make me recommend the IS over the 3-series? Perhaps. Check out the teaser site, or the review at Top Gear to see what I mean. They've made a semi-balanced, powerful, sporty, sexy beast of a thing that costs 325 money with 330 power and it's drop-dead gorgeous, inside and out. And it's no longer a rebadged Altezza, it's actually a proper RWD sedan. I can't wait to drive one.

Adventures in taking Japanese

So about a week ago I put up a pithy away message that said "Reading, and mourning the loss of my Japanese major." I got a lot of surprised IMs, especially from other Japanese majors who were surprised to see me go.

Long story short, I got the major back. Here's what happened:

A couple weeks ago, I went to visit the Asian Studies advisor to clear up a couple questions, one on minor pass/fail stuff and another on how to fit all the upper-division JPN classes into my last year of school. Being the new advisor she was, she basically told me that it couldn't be done and I had no options except studying in Japan if I wanted to leave in 2007 with my Japanese degree. This made me unhappy, because as cool as study abroad is, I didn't want to spend *just* 5-10 weeks in Japan on my studies, much less be forced to spend about $9K to be allowed to get the degree. I asked for who I could talk to about better options, and I was sent to Aida-sensei. She's a prof in the Japanese department who's more or less the de facto head of the department. I sent her an email to set up an appointment and her reply was "Come on Monday at 1pm, but I'm not sure how much more help I can be." I got up Monday, dreading an appointment full of no's to lead me into my 3 hour class from 4-7. Wasn't about to be a good day.

Instead, I wound up at Aida's office and she told me exactly what I wanted to hear: if you're in upper-div Japanese, and you've been a good student, and you have a very pressing matter (i.e., graduation), you can take some upper-div classes concurrently. So, thanks to her help and advice, I'll just be taking two classes that feed into one another at the same time, in my last semester, and even then they might not actually overlap in material. So! Moral of the story is, I talked to the right people and found out exactly what I expected: it is possible to finish a Japanese major in 3 years. I'll just be doing a ton of it next year, but that won't necessarily be a bad thing.