To the FutureThose who dare
Today is Nelson Mandela's 90th birthday! Let's listen to an old famous song to honor his birthday and sacrifices for South Africa.
"Free Nelson Mandela" is a song written by Jerry Dammers and performed by the band "The Special A.K.A." The song was to protest the imprisonment of Nelson Mandela by South Africa's apartheid government.
Free, Free, Free, Nelson Mandela Free Nelson Mandela Twenty-one years in captivity His shoes too small to fit his feet His body abused but his mind is still free Are you so blind that you cannot see I say Free Nelson Mandela I'm begging you Free Nelson Mandela He pleaded the causes of the ANC Only one man in a large army Are you so blind that you cannot see Are you so deaf that you cannot hear his plea Free Nelson Mandela I'm begging you Free Nelson Mandela Twenty-one years in captivity Are you so blind that you cannot see Are you so deaf that you cannot hear Are you so dumb that you cannot speak I say Free Nelson Mandela I'm begging you Oh free Nelson Mandela, free Nelson Mandela I'm begging you begging you Please free Nelson Mandela free Nelson Mandela I'm telling you, you've got to free Nelson Mandela
This is a very nice article from Time. Excerpts here:
Know your enemy and learn about his favorite sport
As far back as the 1960s, Mandela began studying Afrikaans, the language of the white South Africans who created apartheid. His comrades in the ANC teased him about it, but he wanted to understand the Afrikaner's worldview; he knew that one day he would be fighting them or negotiating with them, and either way, his destiny was tied to theirs.
This was strategic in two senses: by speaking his opponents' language, he might understand their strengths and weaknesses and formulate tactics accordingly. But he would also be ingratiating himself with his enemy. Everyone from ordinary jailers to P.W. Botha was impressed by Mandela's willingness to speak Afrikaans and his knowledge of Afrikaner history. He even brushed up on his knowledge of rugby, the Afrikaners' beloved sport, so he would be able to compare notes on teams and players.
A voter's experience in the Burma's constitution referendum
A funny account of a voter's experience in the police state of Singapore. [a first-hand account in Burmese]West meets East
I went to Chatuchak weekend market today. It was probably my fourth or fifth visit.
Chatuchak is a very famous tourists destination in Bangkok. A visit to Chatuchak is like an exotic cultural experience for tourists, especially for westerners from developed countries. Everything from Thai silk to modern fake Levi jeans can be found at the clothing stall booths as far as the eyes can see. The shops sell almost everything under the sun --- antique handicrafts and modern furniture, books and collectable items, plants and pets, and you name it.
The visits to Chatuchak made me think about the cultural differences between people from developing and developed countries. Western tourists would look for antique ethnic handicrafts whereas the locals would not even care about those sections of the market.
In my observations, people from industrialized countries tend to appreciate this kind of picture.
Sunset in Bagan (Photo source is unknown and may have copyrights held by the photographer)
Life in Burma (Photo by Rev. Wo Le)
On the contrary, people from developing countries tend to be impressed by this kind of picture.
Shanghai Skyscrapers at night (Picture taken from http://www.cepolina.com)
Developing countries want to develop faster and faster at the cost of natural and cultural beauty. China, for example, is growing very fast at the cost of social stability, the income gap between the rich and poor becoming wider and wider [1]. They even want to build more dams in Burma [2].
Big international businesses are moving to less developed countries not only for cheap labor, but also for less strict environmental rules and regulations.
Developed countries, on the other hand, want to go back to history and preserve natural beauty. To tell you the truth, the air quality in Fort Wayne, Indiana, USA (where I went to college) is better than the air quality in my home town, Mudon, Mon State in Burma. Thanks to cheap Thailand and Chinese made motorbikes and no rules regarding air pollution, the air quality in my hometown in Burma is getting worse these days. The fact that every factory in Fort Wayne, Indiana, has to follow strict environmental rules and regulations has made the environment very nice for the citizens of the town.
I, for one, am looking forward to the days when leaders in developing countries, Asean in particular, will start to talk about putting the interest and basic human rights of their own people ahead of the economic development. I hope that our region will grow without sacrificing our natural and cultural beauty.
