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This is the final in a two-post discussion on My neighbor, my countryman, and my fellow man. Yesterday’s post went into quite some detail regarding various facets of neighbor and countryman. I also addressed fellow man and said that I would leave the rest for today. So here goes . . .

In the age old problem of racism in America, between blacks and whites, it wasn’t only an issue of whites trying to leverage superiority over blacks in order to use them, but was also people identifying themselves as white in order to belong to the label appropriated such a position. So historically, when new groups came into the United States questions of association were raised. And, old issues of whom to identify as neighbors and countrymen were left aside in order to pursue a new, more comfortable life in the United States. Click to continue

My greetings are to those who are here for enjoyment and my apologies to those who might be disappointed.

In the [insert my age] years I have lived, I have had the opportunity to describe a variety of people as “my neighbor.” My countryman, of course, has remained a word used by me to refer to my fellow Americans; that is, citizens or residents of the United States of America. And, my fellow man is of course referring to humankind. [Mind you: countryman and man are both referring to a genderless concept unless specified otherwise.]

Human rights are discussed as universal rights afforded to all people falling under this category of fellow man. But, constitutional rights tend to be those afforded to all people under countryman. And, the last set is rights of the person–decided personally, to each his own; executed socially, based on social convention; and upheld privately, between and among the individuals involved–to be afforded to all people under neighbor. Click to continue

I received this a link to this BBC article in an e-mail a few days back. As the title of the article article suggests, there is a museum exploring ‘hidden history.’ It is sad that such an important tradition in the history of the world’s scientific development is often overlooked, sometimes ignored, and, in rare, unbelievable moments, belied.

Click this link to read the article at BBC (there’s a video too)

If you’re in London, check it out:
1001 Inventions

In modern Western society, at least in the United States–haven’t heard this in Japan–there is a famous question on causality, specifically: What came first, the chicken or the egg? You can google this and find information on wikipedia if you’d like to know more. But, my focus is less causality and more a notion of history,  understanding of creation not in a Godly sense, and how we link together an abstract collection of events; that is, the chicken or his cousin and not the chicken or the egg.

Reading my blog every half a year to a year that I update it, you might have noticed that I have discussed the topics of history and history of science in earlier posts. When it comes to these areas, I am no scholar, but I’ve had the pleasure of hearing scholars and scholar-hopefuls speak on the subject. And, the chicken or his cousin is a discussion of coping with different histories. A modern equivalent of this would be a patent office deciding whose creation was first, since the invention is the same but its date of conception, design, creation–in this case, materialization–etc affect how one determines if it was the chicken or his cousin who invented ahead of the other. I invite those friends of mine who work in the patent office or have knowledge of their practice to share on its particular methodology here, since the 20th century has seen a standardization in documenting inventions.

Let me tell you:  I am no expert in chickens. Click to continue

Jan 2010 Contentions

From Tokyo to New York, in both I find my pain and comfort.

The world is old and in it have existed differences,
so why can we not accept our clashes as isolated instances?

Why do we punish the innocent and motivate the wrong,
increasing our weakness and pretending we are strong?

Why does the heart falter in fear at rejection,
yet bask in its consequential dejection?

How can we stand together as a nation,
if individually we tiptoe in indignation?

Why do we ignore the value in what we have got,
only justly appraising that which was but now is not?

A lingering soul is not healed by revealing,
nor is a proud spirit maintained by concealing.

Thanks to my friend (http://japan-saito.blogspot.com) I was informed of archeological finds in Japan which show Islamic pottery dating to 768CE.

An English article can be found at:
http://search.japantimes.co.jp/cgi-bin/nn20090705a9.html

Japanese articles can be found at:
http://www.asahi.com/national/update/0703/OSK200907030157.html

http://jp.reuters.com/article/kyodoNationalNews/idJP2009070301000680

etc…

I will write more once I know more.

What I’ve been up to lately…

Why do I look like an oil tycoon who bought a Japanese company?

Why do I look like an oil tycoon who bought a Japanese company?

Yes, sometimes we even work weekends in Japan…

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