I have not posted since the election. it's not that i was still recovering from the results, i just never seemed to find the time. before i fall asleep every night something usually comes to mind and i tell myself, ok i will do that sometime tomorrow. and when i get up the next morning i just dont remember that thing. then it comes to mind again that evening... posting certain things fall into that 'remembering just before i sleep' category.
things have been happening in my life. i have noticed how decadent western societies are. and i think i am officially disillusioned with academia.
on decadence. since when is showing as much skin as possible a sign of liberation, beauty, or independence of the mind? as i walk from the skytrain station to the hotel where i work on weekend evenings, i pass by night clubs with people lining up waiting to get in to pay ridiculous amounts of money to have their eardrums blown up. among the cool crowds, there are always many young women who, by the way they dress, would fit more on the beach somewhere than downtown vancouver on an autumn night. i mean, really, who wants to go to town on a night out in practically a swimsuit?
am i too conservative, old fashioned? but have they no decency? i really dont need to see their breasts threatening to fall out of flimsy bras. nor do i want to see the ass cleavage! ok, you must be thinking, mongolnomad, it is because you are not into women. but it has nothing to do with gender for me. i just wish people had more respect for themselves.
i had this culture shock after coming back from my travels earlier this year. most of the countries i went through have very decent dressing customs for both men and women. most people's image of muslim countries is one of oppression, especially toward women. that certainly is not always the case. there, people are just a lot more modest. coming back, good lord, cleavages everywhere! and our people carry this shameful tradition to other countries when they go with little regard for local sensitivity. i was on a beach in sinai. it was a beach, but come on dont take off your bras then walk into the water half naked!
on academia. i got my paper back from one of my classes and one of the comments the prof wrote was 'you are being too one-sided', because i did my research using very credible sources on the violent expulsion of palestians out of palestine. this comes from a prof who showed us a video, made by abba eban, israel's first foreign minister, who claimed that israel bore no responsibility for the thousands of palestinians kicked out of palestine in 1948 because they left on their own accord! there was no time for discussion after the movie and it was never mentioned in the next class. this comes from a professor who constantly sells the official version of history propagated by the israeli government with almost no presentation of the challenging views, except by scantingly mentioning names of the dissenting voices within israel.
if 'the ethnic cleansing of palestine' written by ilan pappe, an israeli historian who used to teach at haifa university but fled the country after receiving death threats, was a graduate dissertation, it would definitely receive a passing grade if marked by, say, benny morris, and certainly a failing grade if marked by this respectable professor of mine.
so it is not about the work or academic integrity but the politics of the person in power that counts. you think i am exaggerating? there was a graduate student in israel who wrote his ph.d. disseration on an arab village destroyed by jewish militia during the war of 1948, his work quality was fine, but it was rejected and he failed!
i guess i have just been too naive to think that academia would be this free environment for thinking and all academics' top goal is to search for the truth. i forgot that they too are simply human beings with histories, emotions, agenda, and biases.
i am glad i was offered a job with cbsa, because the last thing on my mind right now is to go to grad school. and i suspect i never will.
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