Showing posts with label readjustment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label readjustment. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Culture Shock 06: News + Waste (Again)

I apologize for the hiatus. A life-defining decision is upon me. Since I've received this information, I have pretty much been incapable of doing much other than weigh the possibilities between a wonderful socially rewarding career AND the careers in the so many other things that I get excited about doing. I must decide by April 4th the course of essentially the next three years of my life or to go out on a limb and adventure. I noticed a lot of hits from my false post. I was half asleep and meant to hit save not publish! I know incoming PCTs are probably curious, too. So, without much further ado (because if I put off posting any longer this will turn into a book)... more speculation with some facts and plenty of editorializing!

In the news Monday from Burkina Faso... primary and secondary school students returned to schools across the nation, except in the Koudougou region. University students were supposed to return to school on Tuesday following talks between the government and union leaders, but they didn't, declaring another strike. In addition, over the past two weeks, the military has been acting up enough to warrant press in English news sources in both Ouagadougou and Fada N'Gourma. In small villages across Burkina, people find themselves crowded around radios trying to find out more about the developing situation across the country. Further military unrest has also occurred in Gaoua and other cities to support their fellow troops in Fada and Ouagadougou. School had started normally, and in more rural areas, it continues without a problem. Unfortunately, yesterday school ended early in Toma possibly due to some ridiculous rumors flying around, but Yaba was fine. The country is on curfew from 9PM to 6AM as of yesterday. The curfew does affect certain services that used to happen at night, and basically shuts down the entire capital.

The funny thing is, that the military and the students are essentially protesting about the same thing: corruption. In contrast to the students, the military are upset about the collapsing culture of impunity, protesting over the imprisonment and loss of military status for a rapist in Fada and a group that had a scuffle with a civilian... involved with the wife of one of those in the group. Maybe these individuals were actually innocent, but proven guilty under pressure to fight any corruption (even if it is imaginary). I don't know. However, the violent reaction of the military is maybe not as unexpected as one might think.

Once upon a time, people only had to take a test of physical fitness to join the military, no formal education was necessary. The minimum of a CEP diploma (primary school) is now required to join the private ranks. Of course, higher ranks require more education. Consider now that reasoning and logic are not innate skills, learned from educators (whether teachers or family) and best improved through experience (getting older and wiser?). The military has a right to protest. Especially, since many may have seen their superiors getting away with the same things or worse, without being punished for their actions. The culture of impunity is starting to crumble, but it's always the bottom of the pyramid that suffers first. This military "temper tantrum" is justified, after all, why do the superiors get to have all the power abuse, and not them? Or, vice versa, why do the superiors not get punished, like them? Either way, there are people upset in Burkina Faso and they have guns... lots of them.

Are their actions logical? Does destroying property and injuring people send or freeing convicted rapists and agents who abused their powers to hound and beat people send the right message? Is there a flaw in the judicial system (which is on strike because of the military firing on their offices), were they under pressure to convict for fear of seeming to endorse corruption? Will a lot of whistle-blowing follow this?

Granted, their actions certainly garnered a lot of attention. After two weeks, Mr. President has publicly addressed the nation and has met with and intends to continue to meet with key players in the military unrest. The students protested for over a month and didn't get that same treatment.

Is it comforting to know that youths across the world react similarly? While some are drawn to positions in the armed forces (police, military, etc.) out of the desire to serve and protect, many others are there for the power of the weapons and the uniform.

Is this related to the incident in Koudougou? Is this related to unrest elsewhere in Africa? Either way, this is not the first time the military has acted in an unbecoming manner... thinking back to late 2006. Though, the events in Koudougou may have led to a series of reactions and actions that influenced all of this hubbub.

So, I have theories about lots of things, but I'll let your brains do some of the heavy lifting, too. Though, the military says there is nothing to worry about.

So, in a slightly lighter topic. I am revisiting wastefulness, particularly with food. For those of you who are out in the great unknown (e.g. not my Facebook friend), one of the most terrible shocks as a BFRPCV is the excessive waste of Americans. Originally, I started a post on discrimination, but then seeing as that is such a deep and personal topic and since I'm reading this very excellent book called American Wasteland, I thought I'd revisit the topic of waste.

Of course, as I write this, I could really not have the heat turned up so high or have as many lights on in my room. I am just as guilty... now that I've started to readjust just a little bit to being an American. However, the thing that still bothers me, now that I am officially starting my third month back in country (incidentally, the longest I've been in my family's home in the past decade) is the food waste that I can see.

Luckily, my family is okay for the most part at home. We eat leftovers, the next day, and repurpose food (e.g. leftover dishes and rice get mixed together to make fried rice). For the most part, very little food goes into the trash due to spoilage. Even if roots, onions, and garlic start to sprout or do some funky things, we just scrape off the bad parts and use the good. Our unintentional waste may only come from the couple of food scraps that don't all make it into the pot when chopping leafy vegetables like cabbage. And of course, my stove-popped popcorn doesn't get 100% return for all of the kernels. So a few shreds of cabbage and maybe a dozen kernels of popcorn for a week's worth of food waste (excluding peels, that dry wrinkly part of onions and garlic, etc.) doesn't seem too bad.

The problem is when you go outside. Though I've come back to America multiple times, I've hardly gone grocery shopping during those times. Since I was involved in the cooking and shopping for my first month back for my family, I started to pay attention. In all honesty, I was very surprised. Granted, produce in Burkina is seasonal, but for the most part, you can find produce the equivalent size of what you would buy in America... or at least what I remembered you could buy in America in 2007. Now, the reality is 2011 produce is apparently very different from what I can remember of 2007 produce. I could be wrong, but produce today seems much bigger, more symmetrical and cleaner than it used to be.

American Wasteland seems to support my cursory observation on the matter. Apparently, the "ugly" produce is culled multiple times before reaching the display bin. What happens to the majority of this culled food (fresh vegetables and fruit, dairy products, meat)? It's tossed into landfills, producing methane (one of those greenhouse gases) and much less often is donated to food recovery groups who then redistribute to soup kitchens and food pantries. Food may be replaced as often as every 3-4 hours with the undesirable stock being tossed into a dumpster.

After almost four years in Burkina, you can imagine my outrage at discovering this! For someone who had no refrigerator and had to figure out a way to preserve my fruits, vegetables, meat and dairy in 120+° F temperatures for at least five days at a time, the idea that food is being thrown out because it has been sitting out for a few hours seems incredulous. Granted, my food was farm fresh, and would naturally have a longer shelf-life if it were stored in a refrigerator compared to the run-of-the-mill food found in supermarkets which may be 1-2 weeks old by the time they are bought. I guess people don't realize how long food can actually be kept without refrigeration if proper care is taken to reduce exposure of the food to bacteria and fungi. I'm sure I was just as ignorant my first year. However, I figured it out through trial and error. Something that I lost through carelessness one day, would not be lost the next.

The problem, eloquently stated by Jonathan Bloom, is that many people have lost touch with their food. They have no idea what the original plant looks like, nor do they have any idea the amount of time and energy required to grow, harvest or process those plants are. Worse yet, is the fact that commercial farming rarely has >50% yields! Much of the produce that is harvested is tossed, because it is not pretty enough by commercial standards. The rest is not harvested because food pickers work quickly since they are often paid by the amount harvested (weight). Food is cheap compared to all of the work that went into it. Food, like many other things, is less appreciated when you don't have to work as hard for it.

In Burkina, I think people would keel over if they knew what happened in commercial food production in America! Of course there is food loss in the production process in Burkina. This is unavoidable since there are no perfect systems. However, in general, very little is wasted. Unwanted food is often given to the less fortunate (this is not exclusively beggars, a whole other topic that warrants its own post). Food scraps are fed to livestock. The entire animal is used in food preparation and if the skin is in good condition, it is can be used to create leather goods. I have eaten my share of soups and other dishes made from head, feet, organs, and other body parts (even before getting to Burkina!). In the fields, everything is harvested by hand. I know that people don't leave something behind just because it is too big or too small. They eat it all!

In America, you will rarely see a child be excited to eat a carrot. In Burkina, children are just as excited to eat any vegetable as they are to eat a piece of candy! The food is financially inexpensive (of course, this depends on your socio-economic status, but if you can't afford to buy it, then you are more often than not a subsistence farmer), but physically expensive. Growing seasons are short and water is limited for dry season farming. Food is a valuable commodity and a lot of care is taken not to waste it (of course, occasionally food falls on the floor, but if it can't be salvaged, there is always a dog, cat, chicken or other animal ready to eat!).

Most of those who live more modern lifestyles in Burkina have not forgotten their roots and are very ashamed when food does go to waste. In a country where you are culturally expected to invite someone to join you when they see you eating, how could you justify throwing any food away?

Ashamed. That's how I feel now every time I see a buffet area or leftover restaurant food going back to the kitchen. By American health codes, those are the foods that can't be donated. Everything else can be donated. There are even laws that protect a donor from liability for donated food as long as the person doesn't knowingly donate something that is spoiled. Unfortunately the majority of that food is going to landfills instead of being donated, but that's a different battle.

Family, friends, and other readers, I encourage you to:
• Finish your food.
• Pack up the leftovers (if you don't want them, give them to someone who does).
• Well, I don't really have a solution for buffets, but I don't really think they're worth as much as a single well cooked meal. (Though I have yet to revisit one in Las Vegas.)

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Culture Shock 05: International Women's Day (Continued)

This post asks @Google why only today is Pegwoman available? Sure they are doing lots of other great things and encouraging people to think about women and bridging the gap (quite literally).

I am thoroughly disappointed by the lack of coverage on International Women's Day by American news sources in the past 24 hours (yes, I did the search only about 320 hits for "women's day" + America in the last 24 hours, most of which aren't from America) as of this post very few of which were from American sources.

The key contributor is @The Huffington Post. While @Washington Post, @Village Voice, @Search Engine Roundtable, @Christian Science Monitor, @NPR, and @Forbes all have some commentary on it. I was excited to see an ABC hit, but then realized it was ABC Australia. Sure there will probably be more coverage as the day goes on, but really America.

I am very disappointed that this isn't even a blip for major financial newspapers like Wall Street Journal and other male-dominated industry papers. Fail since my parents actually subscribe to the WSJ and I looked thoroughly for the love.

Also a link to my buzz about some publicity from BF. Rock on BF for taking strides towards educating more girls. Frowning at American publicity stunts. Only after living there for a while and really with the people can you see how much some things are twisted to make Americans happy. I don't think that's the way to go.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Culture Shock 04: Getting to Know Americans, You and Me... All Over Again

Note: This is a mostly ridiculous appreciation of American fashion and facial expression. The summary of this entry is to implore you for your phone number.

For the first time in a decade, I will be spending more than a month at my family home. This is wonderful and terrible all at once. I have ever so slowly been rediscovering who I used to be (through my ridiculously huge wardrobe, piles of books and papers dating back to the 80s). I know that most of it has to go, but the terribleness lies in the choice of what stays and what goes. In the process, I have to figure out who I am all over again. BurkinAK can't completely exist in America, but not all of her will disappear either.

Americans have been confusing for BurkinAK. Life is definitely more fast paced in America, and as a result, few people smile. Furthermore, due to the chilly temperatures, everyone is dressed in dark, somber sad colors. I understand that practical clothes are often in practical colors, but an outfit can easily be livened up with a bright scarf, hat or gloves. Of course, I should really be the last person to criticize. As I sorted through my wardrobe, I was very depressed by the overwhelming amount of practicality in my wardrobe. Too much black. Not enough color! I'm afraid of AmericAK v3.0 eventually being assimilated back into a dreary wardrobe by the time she evolves into AmericAK v3.9.

Luckily, my taste in shoes has not changed since AmericAK v2.9. I am delighted in my ridiculously too tall heels, fun colors and other assorted wonderfulness. Though, I am missing a pair of every day heeled sandals and a comfortable pair of running shoes. Despite the higher rate of American frowning, I find it odd that they are all wearing comfortable shoes. I find that the amount of frowning should be much less since the majority of people are wearing practical shoes. Perhaps, practical and comfortable don't actually make people happy. I traipsed around NYC in 3" purple booties this weekend and was happy!

However, despite the overwhelming amount of frowning and serious faces, I find that people can still be considerate. A wonderful couple stopped me to give me back a dropped glove (even though they were clearly in a hurry). A passerby told a couple of girls that it looked like their train tickets had fallen on the ground (I didn't notice because I was sitting next to them). Even though a lot of people will look at you blankly as you walk by, I am glad that decent people are still out there in the city.

However, the hardest things about coming back to Americaland is getting out of the house and actually interacting with people one-on-one! I do really want to catch up with the lives of my friends and family, but its hard when they have whole and busy American lives that have moved in a different direction from my own Burkina lifestyle. The worst part is... I don't have a lot of people's phone numbers, and even worse I don't know where they are in the world.

Dear friends and people who unfortunately may consider me only an acquaintance now,

I would really like to get back in touch with you! Please send me your phone number and a good time to call. If we are in the same area and you want to take a break and catch up on life, let me know that, too.

Sincerely,

AK

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Culture Shock 03: Consumerism in America Continued

Dear America,

I know that sooner rather than later I will regain all of the weight I lost and turn into a size 10/12 again, but can you please let me enjoy being a size 6 for a little while longer?

Today I went shopping... granted with gift cards and at Marshall's, but still... it was shopping. I found some shoes for fifteen dollars. They're fun I think, but I don't really know what fashion is in America anymore. A couple of seemingly trendy tops and a pair of jeans. I also ended up with a swim dress that I think is fabulous especially during the winter time over a white shirt, but then again, I am most definitely fashion-challenged by America's standards. What I'm missing now is a comfortable sweater that's a little over-sized and comfortable. Something simple like this which I could wear with just about anything and warmify (I know it's not a word) myself when wearing a cute top. Quite frankly, winter can't be over soon enough!

The nicest thing about shopping was being able to buy white clothing without a second thought.
The worst thing about shopping was it has now re-opened the door to my horrible addiction of clothing, shoes and handbags.

For almost two decades I have been roughly the same height. I have accumulated twenty years of t-shirts and clothing that I have been reluctant to part with because it fits and it's not torn! Alas, no more! I'm going through my piles and piles of clothing right now and sending off the ones I don't want to people who could really use them... in Africa. In Burkina, they call second-hand clothing "fripperie" and they love it! Especially since some of the "new" stuff is low-quality stuff imported from China (the kind of quality that doesn't even make it to the USA). Our "Made in China" is better than theirs.

In other news, I find American food disappointing. It might be the terrible chain restaurants I've been to so far. I hope that tomorrow this disappointment will be corrected.

Still miss Burkina on so many levels, but I'm glad I can wear white now!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Culture Shock 02: Reintroduction into Consumer America

Dear America,

I officially (and quite literally) took my first steps outside into the cold hard world of consumerism. I tried very hard to buy things at Costco and also on the internet, but largely failed.

My biggest purchases at Costco may have been contact solution and brie. Aside from my delicious cheese (you can never go wrong with cheese that comes in a wheel), I found that Costco was too full of preservatives, sugars and engineered food oils. Once upon a time all of these things seemed so delicious, and of course candy still is. However, the baked goods were lackluster. So I bought the ingredients instead to make my own. I felt like I walked through the entire warehouse at least three times, but still gained weight from all the free samples (most of which I avoided). However, I will save ranting about food for a later post, but here is a preview:
America you have grown too fat and lazy!
The reason why Americans are overweight and malnourished (not undernourished) is a combination of food engineering and heating/air conditioning...
My other two forays involve the internet. I, having spent the last three or so years in Africa, seldom access the majority of my accounts for this or that site on the internet. Now upon my return, I lock myself out of one of said accounts out of incompetency (typing on the US keyboard is hard!) and too many passwords in my head. Two hours of head banging later in an attempt to reach a human being on the automated customer service phone lines, I was finally able to reset the password to my account. The issue was not the confusing menus, but the fact that each time I was "being transferred" to a customer service representative after pressing the correct buttons the call dropped! I tried multiple customer service lines available for the company and same result. After much frustration and resorting to button mashing, I was finally transfered to a representative when the call dropped. So, after a final round of frustration and button mashing, I finally communicated with a human being and got my account issues resolved.

I don't understand why it is so difficult to communicate with an actual human being in this country! We expect excellent customer service from others, but don't provide it ourselves (actually, it seemed like the machines were programmed to frustrate clients, but this is true on a broader level). In addition, I remember now how much I disliked being an "overrepresented" minority in this great country. It seems as if no matter where I end up in the world, I will have to deal with being different from the rest of the majority. Even in Asia, I physically stand out. Ack, more on being a minority in America and in Peace Corps in a later retrospective post. But a small excerpt of my thoughts:
When will the world become color blind and finally see people for their actual intentions, skills, and character?
Anyway, my final foray into consumerism was eBay. I attempted to buy things. I realize that purchasing Sims 3 may will ruin my productivity and impede my job hunt. Luckily, outbid. I realize that I don't need another pair of beautiful cute shoes... but I do really want them. Luckily, also outbid. What I don't understand is why there are no flat ankle boots with a pointed-toe out on the market. I had a pair in high school that I thought was fabulous. (More on high school later) Unfortunately, they disappeared sometime between high school and now. Heeled ankle boots are aesthetically pleasing for so many reasons, but oh so impractical, especially right now with ice and snow everywhere.

So, in conclusion. I am too overwhelmed to buy anything because the majority of products are full of fillers I don't need, or particularly want. The products I do want are extremely difficult to find (and not in fashion, which means they will be in next year, everyone be forewarned). So instead of exhausting myself by trying to be a consumer and interview for various opportunities (I've hardly slept these past few days, though it may be partially because of an extremely rich diet providing me with oodles of energy), I believe I will, focus myself on my future and not my present. (This goes back to my argument of Now vs. kNow).

Hmm... maybe I'll actually sleep tonight.


Busua Beach, Ghana, August 2010. They have trash cans there!
This may have been the first time I ever took a vacation just to relax and sit on the beach for multiple days where all I did was eat, drink and love...everything!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Culture Shock 01: Waste

I have wasted so much water and electricity upon my return. However, nothing disgusts me more than the waste found here!

I love fashion and art. I understand how the pursuit of either of these can be wasteful more often than not. However, I have never found any art so offensive as this. Especially, in light of the millions of people all over the world who didn't have anything to eat today. I hope these artists are donating something significant to the World Food Programme or something equivalent. While there are definitely pieces of art I have disliked for aesthetic reasons, I have never been disgusted by art.

Today, I was disgusted by art. Tasteful fashion is disrespectful when the raw materials go to waste. Clothes made of food are art when they don't rot and become wasteful, but even with GMO food products, the best outfits won't last for very long.

Candied jewelery that we ate as kids is one thing (not to be confused with that worn by Kandi Kids); meat dresses are another, especially when they are left to rot!