I was enthralled with the radio two Friday nights ago as first Marketplace and then This American Life recounted how monologist Mike Daisey seems to have portrayed many of the ideas in his piece The Agony and the Ecstasy of Steve Jobs as facts.  Do I remember correctly that the hourly NPR headlines even had the retraction as a news item?

To make a long story short, go here.  But really, I think you should listen to both radio pieces.  The Marketplace story is about 7-minutes and has reporters pointing out inconsistencies with the story as presented, and relating their own experiences on the ground–none of which contradict anything Daisey claims happens in factories in China. I would tell you to listen to the original This American Life episode, but it’s been not just retracted, but pulled down.

Go ahead.  I’ll wait.

L and I listened to the whole piece when it first aired in January.  This is what I remember from the first listening:  wow–he found a crappy factory.  I didn’t pay attention to city names.  I didn’t pay attention to how long he spent researching, and now I can’t go back and listen to the original, because it’s been pulled down.  But what is now apparent is the whole stage show is based on a 6 day trip to China–that alone seems absurd in hindsight.

The Marketplace piece made it seem like all the English-speaking reporters in China listened to the story and picked up on the inconsistencies immediately.  But he’s been doing this stage show for more than a year–you couldn’t have called bullshit earlier Shanghai Correspondents Club?

So the radio piece we listened to in January was a, …, what?  A fabrication?  An exaggeration?  The product of someone making up what he couldn’t find?

Two aspects of this whole affair make me want to comment.  First: I wasn’t even sure that TAL is supposed to be a credible source of information, but I guess that’s how I’ve been treating it.  In retrospect, I always thought that it was clear when it is fiction, and it is clear when people are storytelling.  Personal narratives are identified as such.  But this piece– my memory is that I listened to it as news.  I assumed it was real.  But Daisey makes a good point throughout the retraction interview:  he’s doing theater.  He’s storytelling.  ‘Ripped from the headlines.’  Both Marketplace and TAL stressed that they are not disputing that these things happen in Chinese factories (and in all fairness, Apple Computer Corporation readily admits to a lot of them).  The types of things that Daisey described happen.  But in the end, Daisey has little or no first-hand experience with these matters.

Second:  Does this mean that I have to start second guessing what is storytelling and what is news?  What separates a Teri Gross interview from a David Sedaris essay?  Did David really say all those things when he was a Macy’s elf?  Did he actually work at Macy’s or was that just a funny bit that he wrote?  L says:  “Don’t all Americans know that they need to watch all their media as if it’s fiction?”  Unfortunately honey, they don’t.

Bit I do suppose all news is this way.  Recently, I’ve been realizing that I sometimes have simultaneous and opposite intellectual and emotional responses to things I read.  It’s about what frame I choose to put around a topic.  At the end of the day, a huge portion of our electronic consumer goods come from China.  We get access to amazing gadgets that we couldn’t possibly afford if they were built in unionized American factories paying living wages in big cities, sourced with all-American parts.  In return, the average Chinese factory worker gets an increased standard of living.  Every single Chinese person I’ve met says that, generally speaking, everyone is better off now than they were 30 years ago.  Yes, people fall out of the labor market.  People are abused and left behind.  There are a whole host of negative social and environmental consequences to China’s rapid development.  But generally:  it’s an improvement.  There’s no mass starvation.  Most people have access to rudimentary health care.  A lot of people have access to pretty good health care.  College enrollment is growing rapidly.  Just about every single person who wants a cellphone has a cellphone.

Now, I’m not a China apologist.  What I know about China after looking at it closely for the past seven years is that it is too complex for anyone to ever completely understand.  Like the rest of life, it is filled with contradictions.  My friend Hiromi, who sort of got stuck in China after the Fukushima nuclear accident, says “it’s tricky, crazy, dirty!”  But every large institution has a dark underbelly –when you go looking for it.

I’m also not apologizing for Apple.  I’m a bit of a fanboy.  The first iPad I handled was in China.  I was trying to get a point across about good design and kept referring to Apple.  One of my (elite, urban) students pull her iPad out and I was able to sort of pantomime my point–I had heard about the great feel of selecting icons and swiping (Apple spent a lot of money on the physics of the swiping).  But no matter how good the design of  iOS is, every large institution has a corrupt underbelly–when you go looking for it.

One of the things that Daisey says that is most powerful does stand true.  Despite all of the automation, most of our gadgets are ultimately made by hand.  Most of them are made in Asia, by people who live in conditions that a lot of Americans would not tolerate.  But a lot of Americans live and work in conditions that a lot of us wouldn’t tolerate.  TAL says that almost every factory in China has conditions that NO American worker would tolerate. Daisey went on and on about explosion hazards.  But didn’t I hear something about mine owners turning a blind eye to disabled safety monitoring devices in a West Virginia coal mine a couple years ago?  Where’s the one-man show about that?  Industrial accidents happen everywhere there is a financial advantage to cutting corners.  That means they happen everywhere.

A couple weeks on, and I’m still thinking and talking about this.  I’m still not even sure how much of the retraction I believe:  Kathy, the translator, seemed to directly say “no” quite a bit.  That’s very unusual for a Chinese person.  She also says she never sees guns.  But every city has military bases and government buildings guarded by soldiers with rifles.  And armored car guards carry weapons as well.  Does she mean to say that she has never noticed these armed guards?

Becky Worley on TWIT says:  “when you misrepresent the facts, you make it seem like the facts aren’t strong enough on their own.  And they are.”  But now the whole situation is so muddy that most people aren’t going to have the patience to have a serious conversation about how Chinese factories work.  One of the topics that should be talked about is that one major complaint of Foxconn employees is the lack of enough overtime.

In an amazing act of serendipity, I was checking in yesterday with how the new WP template was rendering archives.  Turns out that 6 years ago today I made the first post.  This was shortly after deciding that China was going to stick.  It was just after my first quarter of Chinese language study, and I had started to think seriously about how I was going to get a research project done in a foreign country.

When I decided to go back to school, I (and most everyone around me I presume) assumed that my thesis would be about constructing a GIS data library or creating some sort of metadata tool to help librarians and geographers.  Instead, I followed what might be the longest Google-hole ever.  I reconnected with an old friend from Milwaukee, then and still living in Vancouver BC.  I set about to learn an ideogrammatic language–and failed spectacularly.

What I did manage to do was learn enough to get around.  I learned that it’s pretty easy to move around the globe with a credit card and a Lonely Planet.  (And yes, that does make me part of a 1% –but not that 1%.)  It’s even easier to move around China–provided you don’t mind a little physical discomfort now and then and aren’t a picky eater.  Being willing to talk to strangers and put anything in your mouth that’s offered helps too.

The great thing about China?  That proffered morsel is typically delicious.

Have I written as much as I’d like?  No.  But does anybody?  This blog was going to be just about geography, so it’s much skinnier than my other one.  China is in there a lot –and the first evidence of the fascination came two months before this blog started.  Keeping the two separated never really had a lot of logic to it (truth be told, they started on different software platforms–adding a second blog was just my way of learning a new tool).

So this morning we sit in a coffee shop in a new city.  I have the ability to see the obvious hagiography in an LA Times piece on China’s next president, I can speak and read a tiny little bit of Chinese.  I’ve had the good fortune to have made four trips to the Middle Kingdom.  And we have new friends all over the world.  It’s been an educational six years, but I still don’t know anything about China.

With imaginary friends, 2007

With real friends, 2011

That’s about all the template editing I can handle for now.  I’m still not sold on the quilts.  Does it look like a teenage girl’s MySpace page?

Really, I have been doing alot of research this year.  You just can’t tell from this blog.

The year started furiously preparing to teach two classes that I’ve never taught before, as well as doing quite a bit of background reading preparing to go into the field.  It was an awesome experience, and I am still processing the data six months after my return.  So on any occasion where I may have been sitting down to share ideas or references was spent pouring over survey results and maps.

While in China, I spent a lot of time on the ground actually forming a sense of place.  Navigating a city where I can’t really communicate was challenging, but it’s totally doable for any experienced traveller. Once you figure out where you live, daily life becomes an ever expanding series of conterminous round-trips.  Densely packed where you live on foot, more spread out as you change to faster modes of transport.  Learning to live in any new location would likely have a similar set of activity maps.

I’ve been totally blocked for the past two days on automating a data analysis task.  I’m not sure who to ask for technical support.  Maybe it’s time for a trip to the @Spatial help desk.  Since I’m stuck, I’m turning my attention to my online presence over the long holiday weekend.  We’ll see what happens.

It’s getting to be winter here on the northern edge of the Southern Coast.  Or maybe it’s the southern edge of the Central Coast–I’m still not sure about that.

There are many aspects I’m still not sure about, but the few months since we’ve returned from China have been educational.  There weren’t any notable wildfires this year, but evidence of the 3 severe fires in the last decade is visible on the mountain slopes.  They say it was an unusually foggy summer, but I’ve seen the charts:  it was average.  And now the perhaps prettiest time of year is here.  The vegetation has re-sprouted after two storms (a third is due this weekend).  Mornings are brisk and either fog bound or crystal clear.  Where we are living, sometimes I can look in one direction and it’s fogbound, then turn around and see blue skies and green hillsides.

Campus has it’s share of autumn color, but add palm trees and other tropicals and you get a very strange feeling walking around.  And then there are the seasonal migrants like the one shown above.  There are just about always monarchs floating around, but apparently at this time of year the wintering butterflies make the population much more dense.  Walking around campus, you can’t help but spot 20 or 30 in just a quick walk to the lagoon or beach.  This one was stuck on a shady sidewalk this morning, so groggy he (she?) barely gripped the concrete when I picked him up.  Perhaps he fell out of a tree overnight?  After the 30 seconds it took me to grab my phone and snap this photo, he had warmed up enough to hold on tightly to my coat when I put him on a street sign.  A couple more minutes in the sun and I’m sure he flew away.

It’s been raining steady and hard for a couple days now, on top of several big storms over the past week.  China Daily provides some images of the scene today. China has historically been prone to floods, and major disasters often signal the end of a dynasty. But people hardly seem concerned with today’s high water.

Being a semi-developed giant city, Wuhan isn’t really set up to dispose of its stormwater very well.  Brand new streets retain water like crazy, while the campus has six to twelve inch gutters on the steeper roads around the hills.  The stairway behind our building has been a waterfall several times.  The ubiquitous blue metal construction fences are bricked in on the bottoms without regard to drainage. Even a shower creates big puddles for days.

While it’s kind of a drag, it is fascinating to see people just going about daily street life in much the same ways.  Sure, there is a bit less street food, but many of the more formal stalls have umbrellas or have a bit of storefront space to vend out of.  Our breakfast baozi is a good example.  It occupies a twelve-ish foot wide storefront on the bottom of a three story building.  Some resaurants occupy three or four times wider and extend deeper into the building, as well as up.  Our baozi stand goes back perhaps twenty feet, with the front ten occcupied with production and the back living quarters (I presume–I see the couple at all hours and I’m pretty sure I’ve spied a bed and TV in the back).  The interior is unimproved–basically a concrete box.

The retail end of the establishment is half under an overhang of the building, and half protected by an awning.  The steamers, cash register, blender for the soy milk sit under this awning.  The overhand is shared with the restaurant next door and creates sort of a common space for several businesses.  After the breakfast rush the female half of the couple typically socializes with the restaurant workers doing prep work for their lunch rush.  The afternoon is quiet–husband and wife seem to take turns napping.  Today seemed like business as usual for them even though there was three inches of water out front.

East Lake is a good two feet higher than usual.  The water is lapping at the bottom of the nearby boat dock.  The storm drains on the street that runs along the shore on campus have not been keeping pace with water coming off the hillside, so the road is covered with running water in a number of places. This wasn’t too surprising to see as we bussed to the grocery store today.  What was more surprising was the brand new road which recently opened.  Huge puddles and a number of places where it was downright flooded.  Take a look at the China Daily photos linked to above:  some of those streets are ’state of the art.’

L thinks that campuses mostly work the same, and more often than not I agree with her. There are a lot of similarities.

WuDa has at least one other campus right next door (Hubei Normal University) and the businesses nearby naturally cater to the students.  As we set up our own apartment, I made two trips last Saturday to a big supermarket on the street between the two schools.  At night, as the streets were full of students returning from trips home for the Spring Festival, the store was also full of students stocking up on necessities.  It was hilarious to note our similarities:  as we waited in the checkout line, we noticed that almost all of us were buying the same articles:  Pringles, toilet paper, and instant noodles.  L and I had 2 of those 3, and I had bought the 3rd earlier in the day when I went to the store with my helpers.  The only difference was about 20 years of age

It helped that a basketball team was in line in front of us–lessening the height disparities.  For once—nobody batted an eye at us.

Also similar, many of the students were looking at items that they might not ordinarily spring for:  expensive cosmetics (there was some sort of feeding frenzy at the Oil of Olay counter) and electronics.  I’m assuming this was in part to use gift money that they were coming back to campus with.  Others were concentrating on basics:  fresh underwear, socks, and towels.

Last Sunday, campus had a festive atmosphere as folks enjoy a spring-like sunny day:  every basketball court had players; there were couples necking on the grass of the soccer stadium; and, just as you think campus is full, students lugging roll-y bags continue to stream onto campus.

But of course there are differences.  Fish and pork don’t usually hang from clotheslines outside American cafeterias.

And I’m not used to people hanging out their laundry quite so much.  It seems every quilt and comforter in Wuhan is hanging from roofs, balconies, and even shrubs.

Laundry hangs just as frequently to dry, as most don’t have dryers.  I’d commend the Chinese for saving electricity and/or gas, but whatever savings comes from line drying gets sucked away by uninsulated buildings and running heaters with the windows open.  They really like fresh air.

As during my first visit to campus, I can’t always get where I’m going.  Just as American universities are constantly updating buildings and undertaking construction projects to expand capacity and replace post-WWII-GI Bill boom buildings, every Chinese campus I have visited is growing leaps-and-bounds.  This causes me to always read my campus map with a grain of salt.

But it’s not just new construction.  I have been trying to keep my habit of dangling from a chinup bar twice a day to elongate my L5-S1.  I spied a bar at the soccer stadium, but couldn’t find my way into it.  While leaving campus, a new roller-blader hobbled past me.  Then I saw him on the track through the gate.  When I got back onto campus, there he was again.  So obviously he got into and out of the stadium when I couldn’t find an entrance.  Perhaps it was through a building?  I did see students going into a run-down looking shack next to the stadium.  But that would be a funny entranceway.

My preferred dangle location is the soccer field that sits between the two oldest buildings on campus.  On my first visit I was told one was for the faculty:

While the other is (was?) the president’s office:

Most mornings so far I have climbed Luo Jia hill and then stopped by for a stretch.  This morning was the first time I struck up a conversation.  I got some health advice from an elderly man (eat more seeds and vegetables.  我知道。我知道。) and he insisted I should do different stretches, especially in winter.  He then showed me up by flipping himself up and over the bar three times.

The mingling of young and old on the soccer field is fun to see.  Many retired faculty live on campus (though all the current professors I know live off-campus in private market housing–this will perhaps be a topic for another day) and they do gong fu, fly kites, walk their dogs, and tend to grandchildren.  In the morning, the gather in bunches on the soccer field.  However, the individuals you see in the photos (they’re really tiny–I haven’t managed to get a decent shot yet) are students reading English out loud to themselves.  Every large open space on campus will have 12 or 15 or 25 students orating.

Maybe these characteristics are similar to other non-Western countries and I am just not well travelled.

I like this.

And I think my library will be getting these:

I’m honored. And a little intimidated. If I had been told that the person I’m speaking about:

Image advertising my lecture

Is speaking as part of the same series:

I may have chosen a different topic.

(ok, I’m a lot intimidated.)

Knowing that this winter I’ll be teaching students whose first language is not English (and for some English will be their 3rd), I’ve been giving pedagogy a lot of thought.  I ain’t no expert on learning methods, but I pretended to learn about them in library school.

One thought is, for each unit, accompany a difficult academic reading with something from the popular press:  a New Yorker or Sunday supplement article.  I’m thinking particularly of longer articles from Wired–there was one a few years ago that compared containerization to packet-switched networks that really explained alot about how the world works.

This isn’t an original idea at all (the double-reading idea. I can’t comment on the originality of the packet-switched network metaphor).  It originally came as a reference question:  a very smart geography professor wanted to pull easy-to-read articles from outside the discipline to reinforce concepts from her textbook.  Her question was:  how do I search for them?  Sadly, after a couple days of concentrated effort a few of us concluded there isn’t an effective way (although ASP worked pretty well–you just can’t put a ‘NOT’ on the ‘limit to peer reviewed’ toggle).

I’m also recycling an assignment from a class I taught a few years ago.  Early on in the term students will write an ungraded biography of their experiences with information thus far in their lives (previously it was a personal biography of the Internet).  I’ll read them with an eye towards language assessment; 5-minute feedback is on the agenda for the first day; I’m limbering up my chalkboard arm; and maybe I’ll carry the
Glossary of Library and Information Science: English-Chinese/Chinese-English to class each day.

Maybe I’ll have them read last week’s New Yorker article on decades of in-fighting among China’s literati.

Anything else my loyal readers would like to suggest?