Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Shanghai sweets

I mostly agree with this, except don’t think people should have to give up their own language in the process. Cute article.

Shanghai folks are not crafty, arrogant, we’re good-hearted

By Zhu Yanling  |   2008-9-15 http://www.shanghaidaily.com/article/?id=373719&type=Opinion

SPEAKING of Shanghainese, a vivid image of shrewd people with a lot of arrogance comes to people’s minds.

People say you can immediately spot Shanghainese in a crowd because they are keen on gathering together and chatting in Shanghai dialect, which those from other provinces don’t understand at all.

For years, we have always been comparing Shanghainese with Beijingers because of the remarkable significance to China of both Shanghai and Beijing. Most people are of the opinion that Beijingers are bolder, more straight forward and more hospitable than Shanghainese.

What’s the reason for this impression of Shanghai? I guess it has something to do with Shanghai dialect.

Wherever you are in Shanghai, you can see people in groups speaking Shanghainese, in a nice soft tone, unconsciously setting themselves apart from others.

Last week, when our bus was almost running past a stop, the conductor shouted hurriedly three times, asking if anybody wanted to get off.

Nobody answered, there was just the roaring of the bus engine, and the bus passed the stop in a blur.

Then three young nonlocals hurriedly stood up and tried to get the bus to stop. I suddenly realized that the conductor had called out the stops in Shanghai dialect.

The guy beside me was grumbling.

He complained that when he was working in Beijing, he could catch what Beijingers were talking about since Beijing dialect is very similar to Mandarin Chinese.

But things have totally changed here in Shanghai.

Shanghai dialect is a unique language for Shanghainese, so we consider it a precious treasure.

Still, as Shanghai is an international metropolis with so many people from home and abroad swarming into the city, shall we speak more Mandarin to fit better into this big melting pot?

Actually, Shanghainese are also hospitable and hearty. We just need to let more people know what we are talking about and thinking about.

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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Yangjingbang Yingyu

Fun article:

Aiyah! The savvy lingo of old Shanghai
By Pan Xiaoyi 2008-4-29

Shanghai Daily http://www.shanghaidaily.com/sp/article/2008/200804/20080429/article_357528.htm

ONE of the intangible artifacts of old Shanghai is very much alive. It’s yangjingbang English, the city’s first, snappy business lingo. You could use it to wrap up a deal, talk to the ayi or ask for a kai si - kiss, writes Pan Xiaoyi.

Ha pi” is a popular word among young people today. Pronounced in Shanghai dialect, it sounds like “happy” - it also means happy - and is a common example of fashionable pidgin English. It’s called yangjingbang English.

Yangjingbang English originated in the Yangjingbang area of old Shanghai, now Yan’an Road E. very close to the Bund. As a small tributary of the Huangpu River, Yangjingbang was insignificant. However, once it became the boundary between the bustling French Concession and British Concession in 1848, it became a household word.

That’s because of the mixture of English and Chinese for fast, snappy, short-hand communication that became known as yangjingbang English. Some was imported from Canton, with Indian and Portuguese influences. Shanghainese absorbed it and developed their own language.

Today yangjingbang - the city’s original business English - still turns up in daily life. The term can also refer to popular new words.

Terms include pai si (pass), ba shi (bus), shui men ting (cement), and re shui ting (steam).

Huang Aiguo, born in the 1950s, grew up near Yangjingbang area and recalls his father speaking yangjingbang English in Shanghai dialect. “He would say someone has a beautiful fan si (face) or she is such a mo deng (modern) lady.”

Yangjingbang flowed west from the Bund toward Zhoujin (now Xizang Road S.). It was called Yangjingbang because it flowed past the Yangjing Harbor. Many cargo ships and ferries from the suburbs anchored at Sanyangjing Bridge. Ships docked with cargoes from India, Japan, Europe and the United States; the freight was carried inland. Freight from south of the Yangtze River was shipped outward.

Business boomed. Foreign companies poured in: banks, bourses, trading companies, insurance companies, retailers of all kinds. Chinese companies prospered as well.

Chinese middlemen hustled along the riverbank and made business possible between Chinese and Westerners who spoke no Chinese. Compradors were the Chinese managers of big mercantile establishments.

Office clerks in foreign companies often talked a lot with brokers and suppliers in pidgin English. It combined English and Chinese elements to communicate between English and Chinese speakers.

Huang reminisces about his father who worked for Sincere & Co Ltd, one of the four famous department stores at that time.

“When my father played with us, he would say, ‘qing nong chi lan hu mian.’ Lan hu mian literally means over-cooked noodles. Pronounced in Shanghainese, it sounds like ‘love me.’ So qing nong chi lan hu mian means ‘Please love me.’

“Sometimes neighbors might say ‘I saw them da kai si (kiss)’ when gossiping about lovers,” he continues.

Pidgin English originated in Guangzhou (then Canton), the first Treaty Port and major trading center. At first foreign business men showed little interest in learning Chinese, and the Chinese government punished those who taught Chinese to foreigners.

Thus pidgin (the Cantonese pronunciation of “business”) came into being, effective business English that didn’t sweat the grammar or pronunciation.

After Shanghai was opened as one of five “Treaty Ports,” foreign businessmen swarmed in. Pidgin English developed into yangjingbang English, the coin of the commercial realm.

English speakers also used yangjingbang English with servants at home, waiters in hotels and restaurants, coolies (also yangjingbang English, from Chinese ku li meaning laborer) pulling rickshaws, and others. Children were cared for by Chinese amahs (ayi).

Local famed author Chen Danyan writes of yangjingbang English in her latest book (in Chinese), “Images and Legends of the Shanghai Bund.”

There was a joke that a chef told his mistress in yangjingbang English, “Twenty dollar one month, eat you, sleep you.” Actually he meant his employer should pay him US$20 a month and provide food and lodging.

Other interesting examples:

An expat returned home one day to find broken drinking glasses and asked his servant. “Inside zhi-zhi-zhi, outside miao-miao-miao, glass guang-lang-dang,” the man said. It turned out that the cat tried to catch the darting mouse and crashed into the glassware.

One day, the boss of a foreign firm asked his driver to buy a film ticket. The man returned empty-handed, saying: “People mountain people sea, today no see, tomorrow see, tomorrow see, same see.” It actually meant there was a huge crowd of people and tickets were sold out until the next day.

One foreigner took silk to a tailor and “localized” his English: “My have got one piece plenty handsome silk; my want you make one nice evening dress.” (Simply: “I have a very nice piece of silk and want you to make a nice evening dress.”)

Yangjingbang English is evolving as white collars are keen to coin their own words. For example, jia bei qing nong (deep feelings) refers to cappucino. If pronounced in Shanghai dialect, it sounds like “cappucino.”

Similarly, ai shi jia bei qing nong (love signifies deep feelings), means iced cappucino. Some are both humorous and vivid such as huo shi bi dao (bad things happen), for hospital in Shanghai dialect.

Chinglish translated directly from Shanghai dialect is also very popular among young people. For instance, “old three and old four” (lao san lao si), meaning being arrogant and “no three no four” (bu san bu si), meaning nonsense.

Though some terms are still widely used, not many people know the origins of yangjingbang English. The river itself has disappeared. When the river became too polluted, authorities in the French and British concessions decided to fill it in and pave over the waterway.

In 1915, the new road was named Avenue Eduard VII after the British monarch. Big buildings went up. In swarmed more business. Now, Yan’an Road is still the main downtown east-west road.

“I can still hear white collars walking out of their offices on Yan’an Road speaking yangjingbang English and mixing Chinese with English,” Huang says.

The old lingo lingers

Ang san (on sale)

Originally out-dated or low-quality goods, which deceived customers and led them to buy “bargains” that were “on sale.” It came to mean an outwardly good person who actually is mean-spirited.

Sometimes it refers to a difficult situation in which one tells lies to make it more acceptable to others.

Hun qiang shi (take a chance)

It is sometimes said that someone takes a chance, or is a risk-taker in doing careless work or being lazy and relying on others to do the job.

Sha gen (shocking)

Similar to “extremely.” Describes something that is very good, so good that it is startling.

Describing price, it indicates something extremely low.

Luo song tang (Russian soup, borscht)

Old Shanghainese called Russians luo song. After the October Revolution in 1917, many Russians fled to Shanghai.

They brought many products including luosong tang, luosong mianbao (Russian bread), luosong mao (Russian hat), among others.

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Ha. Awesome:

KFC offers Chinese youtiao

(CRI)
Updated: 2008-01-21 11:08

American fast-food chain KFC on Monday began serving youtiao, a quintessential Chinese food for breakfast, in all of its restaurants in China, making another step on its road of localizing it menu.

KFC claims its youtiao, or deep-fried dough sticks, contain no alum, which is widely used by Chinese youtiao makers to keep the food fluffy and crisp, and which has sparked health worries.

A KFC representative surnamed Xu was cited by the Beijing Business Today as saying that her company spent over a year to come up an alternative for alum, but she declined to elaborate further about the substitute.

Each youtiao stick sells at three yuan (41 US cents), nearly three times as its price in ordinary Chinese restaurants.

KFC believes the new addition is a perfect complement to its already popular Chinese-style porridge selections, the report says.

More Chinese food is expected to enrich KFC’s breakfast menu in the near future.

Another fast-food restaurant chain, McDonald’s, currently has no plan to roll out youtiao, a representative was quoted as saying.

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Friday, November 16, 2007

Shanghai Daily on materialism

Two interesting editorials; their perspective I agree with, that the worship of money and status has gotten waaaay out of control in China. It is worrying, and sometimes I think the current “spiritual civilization” here is more dangerous and toxic than the polluted air.



‘I can’t give you anything but love’: Get lost, Baby
By Wang Yong 2007-11-14 

http://www.shanghaidaily.com/sp/article/2007/200711/20071114/article_337985.htm

TO understand many people’s preference for money over love in today’s China would require a little tinkering with Hungarian Sandor Petofi’s famous poem.

Here’s the original: “Liberty and love, These two I must have. For my love I will sacrifice

My life.

For liberty I will sacrifice

My love.”

There’re people in China who still hold onto Petofi’s noble idea, but for many Chinese, the poem’s last two lines should be turned around like this: “For money I will sacrifice my love.”

Southern Metropolitan News yesterday cited a survey among residents in Guangzhou as saying that “love” had slid all the way since 1990 down the ladder of value, and it came after “money” in 2000 for the first time.

This year “love” has slipped even lower down the value chain of most Guangzhou people, according to a survey by the Guangzhou Social Trend and Public Opinion Study Center. The center has conducted a survey each year since 1990, polling about 1,000 each time.

Another finding of the survey is that money has always meant more than love in the eyes of most women in Guangzhou. This means, the researchers said, that Guangzhou women are more and more independent-minded.

This conclusion doesn’t follow. It assumes that independent-minded women would prefer money to love, that love cannot make a women independent and that only money can.

If anything, the survey can only show Guangzhou people’s growing disillusionment, distrust or even dislike of love.

Many may challenge the validity of the survey, and it’s certain that you can always find contrary examples. Such surveys are not perfect, but they do indicate a trend if the basis of the samples is large enough. One thousand respondents each year plus 18 years of continual study should not result in total nonsense.

And, at any rate, one does not need these latest “statistics” to find that love has become an underdog after money not just in Guangzhou, but nationwide over the past two decades.

So often you see or hear of girls marrying for money and men marrying for lust, either on TV, on the Internet, or during class reunions. Love is no longer an openly worshiped ideal, money is.

Daily discussions and observations often beat dry statistics and work wonders in illuminating what’s going on.

Even about 10 years ago, many cities and communities elected “model families” every year and each family would get an award in the shape of a red paper, on which four Chinese characters were printed: wu hao jia ting (A family with five merits).

One of the merits was love and harmony between the husband and wife. Now you seldom see these red papers.

One day my wife attended the 20-year reunion of her class of ‘85 in Nanjing. To her surprise, most of her former classmates and roommates pressed her with the question of how much she earned a month - nothing else.

They never cared whether she had a happy marriage. No, it was all about money, a car and house, and if you didn’t have a car, you were scorned.

The mockery of love happens not just in bars and brothels, it has also found its way into the hearts of many Chinese men and women who falsely believe that money, and nothing but money, can make them “free and independent.”

The other day I chatted with a friend who is a magazine editor. She shook her head in disbelief that a friend of mine had never gone to bed with another woman in his 15 years of marriage.

And she was not the only person who expressed amazement at my friend’s fidelity.


Worship of fast, easy wealth leads to contempt for work, modest means
2007-11-16 

http://www.shanghaidaily.com/sp/article/2007/200711/20071116/article_338237.htm

RECENTLY, a girl born in the 90s created quite a sensation by circulating online a picture of herself grabbing thick wads of banknotes.

Striking a nauseating pose, she frankly ridiculed those poor folks not pampered by family wealth who have to fend for themselves.

There have been similar instances before.

A young woman driving an Accord boasted she had a small Chery car smashed after the modest domestic brand dared to overtake her imported car.

Another man became the center of attention by burning money to light a cigarette.

The Internet has become a stage for various eccentric people and strange things.

Such eccentricities are actually not abnormal in a society that views everything in terms of money.

Our society is full of eulogies for wealth and those possessing wealth.

Who still extols hard work?

There is even tacit contempt of those who have to support themselves by their own labor or those who cannot even support themselves with their work.

Work no longer earns, while the ability to obtain money effortlessly is everyone’s envy.

Money suggests a successful career, comfortable life, sound personality and exceptional gifts.

Put it another way, money serves as a comprehensive proof of its owners’ excellence.

In contrast, those who support themselves by their own labor are viewed as veritable failures.

It has become not only pathetic but also disgraceful to eke out a living by using one’s hands.

The erstwhile respect for work is now replaced by worship for money.

Becoming rich has become an aim in itself.

The root cause of all this bizarre behavior is our new social norm of “getting rich is glorious and being poor disgraceful.”

In a certain sense, the eccentrics are more deserving of our pity than our condemnation.

(Southern Metropolitan Daily)

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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Dude, this is so fucking creepy. (Link kudos to Feministing.com.) The message: teach little girl to be single, stay-at-home welfare queen mothers, raising their children to be obese eating shit like cupcakes and ruining the environment with massive, inefficient appliances.

When I have kids, if any of you give them sexist crap like this, you are so disowned. (I think, to avoid the *PINK!!!*, I will dress my children in all black. Go, goth babies!)

I mean, come on, if you must brainwash little girls with this sort of reactionary misogyny, at least be practical about it: make them do the actual damn laundry, learn to cook, take care of the baby. At least that avoids the worst of the breed like my mom: the pampered and inept housewife, who never learned to do laundry, cook, take care of kids, battle a dust mite - not to mention anything else.

In my grandma’s era, she of Feminine Mystique/Mistake, well-off women could easily be housepets with a maid to do the real drudgery. That is what my mom was raised for. But, by the early 1980s in the US, the upper-middle class were hard-pressed to afford the massive house AND the servant to take care of it. The precocious childlike wife never learned the reality of the drudgery, and then when her meal ticket started beating her (and us kids), she lacked the adult life skills to escape. That she did was a whim of circumstance, to which I am eternally grateful. But, much though I detest my mother, I see in her slovenly, welfare queen/family subsidized ineptitude, the values promoted in such toys and such attitudes.

Subjecting little girls to such social castration is child abuse. Things like this should be illegal.

Naturally, this has led to my surfing with great horror the newest My Little Pony offerings. Don’t get me started, but I loved my ponies as a kid. Kaoru and I would situate them in the Pretty Parlor concocting banking schemes, political coups, and wars of resistance against the Evil! barbies trying to enslave them. Brilliant art curating diva Good Bug, Asian development and Taekwondo expert V/Manila are also Little Pony lovers.

I’m grumpy tonight because I have to leave my own Taekwondo school. They used to sell classes in chunks of 12 per six months, which worked fine, but now they onlly have packages of 24. Which is impossible to use for those of us who frequently work nights.  Sad to leave the place, but happy as it means I can resume at my old school, which just reopened near me.

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Friday, September 21, 2007

Ha.

Hmm, I’m debating whether to go check out the “Expat Show” this weekend: out of curiousity whether the expats on show will be in (gilded) cages, or free range.

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Monday, July 30, 2007

The next wave 新浪/新郎

Excellent article. I am still a few years away from having kids, but these are issues I already think about a lot. If not principle, not my own human dignity, I want to raise my hypothetical daughters and sons in an egalitarian, ungendered family. Not to mention that I love my job.

I do not want to get married. I want to spend the rest of my life in a monogamous relationship with a man I love madly who will be father to my hypothetical children, but I do not believe in marriage as a social institution. It was created to standardize and reinforce the patrimony. I will probably have to do so legally, though, given my propensity to date non-Americans. And I would like to through a big un-wedding party when I find my partner. But it will take a lobotomy before you will catch the Vixen in a froufy white dress in an aisle. And then the surname thing is downright creepy - unless you hate your own and are eager for an excuse to get rid of it.

I would never date a man who was not roughly on the same page. A lot of men never think much about these issues, what matters is how they respond once the do. I must say, Shanghainese men are among the best in the world that way: “What, I DON’T have to work like a dog to meet your every financial whim?! Neat!” Jifu rather did mind that I earned so much more than he did, but the gap did become pretty ludicrously dramatic by the end.
 

 

Homeward Bound
“Choice feminism” claims that staying home with the kids is just one more feminist option. Funny that most men rarely make the same “choice.” Exactly what kind of choice is that?
 

The American Prospect
http://www.prospect.org/cs/articles?article=homeward_bound

I. The Truth About Elite Women
Half the wealthiest, most-privileged, best-educated females in the country stay home with their babies rather than work in the market economy. When in September The New York Times featured an article exploring a piece of this story, “Many Women at Elite Colleges Set Career Path to Motherhood,” the blogosphere went ballistic, countering with anecdotes and sarcasm. Slate’s Jack Shafer accused the Times of “weasel-words” and of publishing the same story — essentially, “The Opt-Out Revolution” — every few years, and, recently, every few weeks. (A month after the flap, the Times‘ only female columnist, Maureen Dowd, invoked the elite-college article in her contribution to the Times‘ running soap, “What’s a Modern Girl to Do?” about how women must forgo feminism even to get laid.) The colleges article provoked such fury that the Times had to post an explanation of the then-student journalist’s methodology on its Web site.

There’s only one problem: There is important truth in the dropout story. Even though it appeared in The New York Times.

I stumbled across the news three years ago when researching a book on marriage after feminism. I found that among the educated elite, who are the logical heirs of the agenda of empowering women, feminism has largely failed in its goals. There are few women in the corridors of power, and marriage is essentially unchanged. The number of women at universities exceeds the number of men. But, more than a generation after feminism, the number of women in elite jobs doesn’t come close.

Why did this happen? The answer I discovered — an answer neither feminist leaders nor women themselves want to face — is that while the public world has changed, albeit imperfectly, to accommodate women among the elite, private lives have hardly budged. The real glass ceiling is at home.

Looking back, it seems obvious that the unreconstructed family was destined to re-emerge after the passage of feminism’s storm of social change. Following the original impulse to address everything in the lives of women, feminism turned its focus to cracking open the doors of the public power structure. This was no small task. At the beginning, there were male juries and male Ivy League schools, sex-segregated want ads, discriminatory employers, harassing colleagues. As a result of feminist efforts — and larger economic trends — the percentage of women, even of mothers in full- or part-time employment, rose robustly through the 1980s and early ’90s.

But then the pace slowed. The census numbers for all working mothers leveled off around 1990 and have fallen modestly since 1998. In interviews, women with enough money to quit work say they are “choosing” to opt out. Their words conceal a crucial reality: the belief that women are responsible for child-rearing and homemaking was largely untouched by decades of workplace feminism. Add to this the good evidence that the upper-class workplace has become more demanding and then mix in the successful conservative cultural campaign to reinforce traditional gender roles and you’ve got a perfect recipe for feminism’s stall.

People who don’t like the message attack the data. True, the Times based its college story on a survey of questionable reliability and a bunch of interviews. It is not necessary to give credence to Dowd’s book, from which her Times Magazine piece was taken and which seems to be mostly based on her lifetime of bad dates and some e-mails from fellow Times reporters, to wonder if all this noise doesn’t mean something important is going on in the politics of the sexes.

What evidence is good enough? Let’s start with you. Educated and affluent reader, if you are a 30- or 40-something woman with children, what are you doing? Husbands, what are your wives doing? Older readers, what are your married daughters with children doing? I have asked this question of scores of women and men. Among the affluent-educated-married population, women are letting their careers slide to tend the home fires. If my interviewees are working, they work largely part time, and their part-time careers are not putting them in the executive suite.

Here’s some more evidence: During the ’90s, I taught a course in sexual bargaining at a very good college. Each year, after the class reviewed the low rewards for child-care work, I asked how the students anticipated combining work with child-rearing. At least half the female students described lives of part-time or home-based work. Guys expected their female partners to care for the children. When I asked the young men how they reconciled that prospect with the manifest low regard the market has for child care, they were mystified. Turning to the women who had spoken before, they said, uniformly, But she chose it.

Even Ronald Coase, Nobel Prize-winner in economics in 1991, quotes the aphorism that “the plural of anecdote is data.” So how many anecdotes does it take to make data? I — a 1970s member of the National Organization for Women (NOW), a donor to EMILY’s List, and a professor of women’s studies — did not set out to find this. I stumbled across the story when, while planning a book, I happened to watch Sex and the City’s Charlotte agonize about getting her wedding announcement in the “Sunday Styles” section of The New York Times. What better sample, I thought, than the brilliantly educated and accomplished brides of the “Sunday Styles,” circa 1996? At marriage, they included a vice president of client communication, a gastroenterologist, a lawyer, an editor, and a marketing executive. In 2003 and 2004, I tracked them down and called them. I interviewed about 80 percent of the 41 women who announced their weddings over three Sundays in 1996. Around 40 years old, college graduates with careers: Who was more likely than they to be reaping feminism’s promise of opportunity? Imagine my shock when I found almost all the brides from the first Sunday at home with their children. Statistical anomaly? Nope. Same result for the next Sunday. And the one after that.

Ninety percent of the brides I found had had babies. Of the 30 with babies, five were still working full time. Twenty-five, or 85 percent, were not working full time. Of those not working full time, 10 were working part time but often a long way from their prior career paths. And half the married women with children were not working at all.

And there is more. In 2000, Harvard Business School professor Myra Hart surveyed the women of the classes of 1981, 1986, and 1991 and found that only 38 percent of female Harvard MBAs were working full time. A 2004 survey by the Center for Work-Life Policy of 2,443 women with a graduate degree or very prestigious bachelor’s degree revealed that 43 percent of those women with children had taken a time out, primarily for family reasons. Richard Posner, federal appeals-court judge and occasional University of Chicago adjunct professor, reports that “the [Times] article confirms — what everyone associated with such institutions [elite law schools] has long known: that a vastly higher percentage of female than of male students will drop out of the workforce to take care of their children.

How many anecdotes to become data? The 2000 census showed a decline in the percentage of mothers of infants working full time, part time, or seeking employment. Starting at 31 percent in 1976, the percentage had gone up almost every year to 1992, hit a high of 58.7 percent in 1998, and then began to drop — to 55.2 percent in 2000, to 54.6 percent in 2002, to 53.7 percent in 2003. Statistics just released showed further decline to 52.9 percent in 2004. Even the percentage of working mothers with children who were not infants declined between 2000 and 2003, from 62.8 percent to 59.8 percent.

Although college-educated women work more than others, the 2002 census shows that graduate or professional degrees do not increase work-force participation much more than even one year of college. When their children are infants (under a year), 54 percent of females with graduate or professional degrees are not working full time (18 percent are working part time and 36 percent are not working at all). Even among those who have children who are not infants, 41 percent are not working full time (18 percent are working part time and 23 percent are not working at all).

Economists argue about the meaning of the data, even going so far as to contend that more mothers are working. They explain that the bureau changed the definition of work slightly in 2000, the economy went into recession, and the falloff in women without children was similar. However, even if there wasn’t a falloff but just a leveling off, this represents not a loss of present value but a loss of hope for the future — a loss of hope that the role of women in society will continue to increase.

The arguments still do not explain the absence of women in elite workplaces. If these women were sticking it out in the business, law, and academic worlds, now, 30 years after feminism started filling the selective schools with women, the elite workplaces should be proportionately female. They are not. Law schools have been graduating classes around 40-percent female for decades — decades during which both schools and firms experienced enormous growth. And, although the legal population will not be 40-percent female until 2010, in 2003, the major law firms had only 16-percent female partners, according to the American Bar Association. It’s important to note that elite workplaces like law firms grew in size during the very years that the percentage of female graduates was growing, leading you to expect a higher female employment than the pure graduation rate would indicate. The Harvard Business School has produced classes around 30-percent female. Yet only 10.6 percent of Wall Street’s corporate officers are women, and a mere nine are Fortune 500 CEOs. Harvard Business School’s dean, who extolled the virtues of interrupted careers on 60 Minutes, has a 20-percent female academic faculty.

It is possible that the workplace is discriminatory and hostile to family life. If firms had hired every childless woman lawyer available, that alone would have been enough to raise the percentage of female law partners above 16 percent in 30 years. It is also possible that women are voluntarily taking themselves out of the elite job competition for lower status and lower-paying jobs. Women must take responsibility for the consequences of their decisions. It defies reason to claim that the falloff from 40 percent of the class at law school to 16 percent of the partners at all the big law firms is unrelated to half the mothers with graduate and professional degrees leaving full-time work at childbirth and staying away for several years after that, or possibly bidding down.

This isn’t only about day care. Half my Times brides quit before the first baby came. In interviews, at least half of them expressed a hope never to work again. None had realistic plans to work. More importantly, when they quit, they were already alienated from their work or at least not committed to a life of work. One, a female MBA, said she could never figure out why the men at her workplace, which fired her, were so excited about making deals. “It’s only money,” she mused. Not surprisingly, even where employers offered them part-time work, they were not interested in taking it.

II. The Failure of Choice Feminism
What is going on? Most women hope to marry and have babies. If they resist the traditional female responsibilities of child-rearing and householding, what Arlie Hochschild called “The Second Shift,” they are fixing for a fight. But elite women aren’t resisting tradition. None of the stay-at-home brides I interviewed saw the second shift as unjust; they agree that the household is women’s work. As one lawyer-bride put it in explaining her decision to quit practicing law after four years, “I had a wedding to plan.” Another, an Ivy Leaguer with a master’s degree, described it in management terms: “He’s the CEO and I’m the CFO. He sees to it that the money rolls in and I decide how to spend it.” It’s their work, and they must do it perfectly. “We’re all in here making fresh apple pie,” said one, explaining her reluctance to leave her daughters in order to be interviewed. The family CFO described her activities at home: “I take my [3-year-old] daughter to all the major museums. We go to little movement classes.”

Conservatives contend that the dropouts prove that feminism “failed” because it was too radical, because women didn’t want what feminism had to offer. In fact, if half or more of feminism’s heirs (85 percent of the women in my Times sample), are not working seriously, it’s because feminism wasn’t radical enough: It changed the workplace but it didn’t change men, and, more importantly, it didn’t fundamentally change how women related to men.

The movement did start out radical. Betty Friedan’s original call to arms compared housework to animal life. In The Feminine Mystique she wrote, “[V]acuuming the living room floor — with or without makeup — is not work that takes enough thought or energy to challenge any woman’s full capacity. … Down through the ages man has known that he was set apart from other animals by his mind’s power to have an idea, a vision, and shape the future to it … when he discovers and creates and shapes a future different from his past, he is a man, a human being.”

Thereafter, however, liberal feminists abandoned the judgmental starting point of the movement in favor of offering women “choices.” The choice talk spilled over from people trying to avoid saying “abortion,” and it provided an irresistible solution to feminists trying to duck the mommy wars. A woman could work, stay home, have 10 children or one, marry or stay single. It all counted as “feminist” as long as she chose it. (So dominant has the concept of choice become that when Charlotte, with a push from her insufferable first husband, quits her job, the writers at Sex and the City have her screaming, I choose my choice! I choose my choice!)

Only the most radical fringes of feminism took on the issue of gender relations at home, and they put forth fruitless solutions like socialism and separatism. We know the story about socialism. Separatism ran right into heterosexuality and reproduction, to say nothing of the need to earn a living other than at a feminist bookstore. As feminist historian Alice Echols put it, “Rather than challenging their subordination in domestic life, the feminists of NOW committed themselves to fighting for women’s integration into public life.”

Great as liberal feminism was, once it retreated to choice the movement had no language to use on the gendered ideology of the family. Feminists could not say, “Housekeeping and child-rearing in the nuclear family is not interesting and not socially validated. Justice requires that it not be assigned to women on the basis of their gender and at the sacrifice of their access to money, power, and honor.”

The 50 percent of census answerers and the 62 percent of Harvard MBAs and the 85 percent of my brides of the Times all think they are “choosing” their gendered lives. They don’t know that feminism, in collusion with traditional society, just passed the gendered family on to them to choose. Even with all the day care in the world, the personal is still political. Much of the rest is the opt-out revolution.

III. What Is to Be Done?
Here’s the feminist moral analysis that choice avoided: The family — with its repetitious, socially invisible, physical tasks — is a necessary part of life, but it allows fewer opportunities for full human flourishing than public spheres like the market or the government. This less-flourishing sphere is not the natural or moral responsibility only of women. Therefore, assigning it to women is unjust. Women assigning it to themselves is equally unjust. To paraphrase, as Mark Twain said, “A man who chooses not to read is just as ignorant as a man who cannot read.”

The critics are right about one thing: Dopey New York Times stories do nothing to change the situation. Dowd, who is many things but not a political philosopher, concludes by wondering if the situation will change by 2030. Lefties keep hoping the Republicans will enact child-care legislation, which probably puts us well beyond 2030. In either case, we can’t wait that long. If women’s flourishing does matter, feminists must acknowledge that the family is to 2005 what the workplace was to 1964 and the vote to 1920. Like the right to work and the right to vote, the right to have a flourishing life that includes but is not limited to family cannot be addressed with language of choice.

Women who want to have sex and children with men as well as good work in interesting jobs where they may occasionally wield real social power need guidance, and they need it early. Step one is simply to begin talking about flourishing. In so doing, feminism will be returning to its early, judgmental roots. This may anger some, but it should sound the alarm before the next generation winds up in the same situation. Next, feminists will have to start offering young women not choices and not utopian dreams but solutions they can enact on their own. Prying women out of their traditional roles is not going to be easy. It will require rules — rules like those in the widely derided book The Rules, which was never about dating but about behavior modification.

There are three rules: Prepare yourself to qualify for good work, treat work seriously, and don’t put yourself in a position of unequal resources when you marry.

The preparation stage begins with college. It is shocking to think that girls cut off their options for a public life of work as early as college. But they do. The first pitfall is the liberal-arts curriculum, which women are good at, graduating in higher numbers than men. Although many really successful people start out studying liberal arts, the purpose of a liberal education is not, with the exception of a miniscule number of academic positions, job preparation.

So the first rule is to use your college education with an eye to career goals. Feminist organizations should produce each year a survey of the most common job opportunities for people with college degrees, along with the average lifetime earnings from each job category and the characteristics such jobs require. The point here is to help women see that yes, you can study art history, but only with the realistic understanding that one day soon you will need to use your arts education to support yourself and your family. The survey would ask young women to select what they are best suited for and give guidance on the appropriate course of study. Like the rule about accepting no dates for Saturday after Wednesday night, the survey would set realistic courses for women, helping would-be curators who are not artistic geniuses avoid career frustration and avoid solving their job problems with marriage.

After college comes on-the-job training or further education. Many of my Times brides — and grooms — did work when they finished their educations. Here’s an anecdote about the difference: One couple, both lawyers, met at a firm. After a few years, the man moved from international business law into international business. The woman quit working altogether. “They told me law school could train you for anything,” she told me. “But it doesn’t prepare you to go into business. I should have gone to business school.” Or rolled over and watched her husband the lawyer using his first few years of work to prepare to go into a related business. Every Times groom assumed he had to succeed in business, and was really trying. By contrast, a common thread among the women I interviewed was a self-important idealism about the kinds of intellectual, prestigious, socially meaningful, politics-free jobs worth their incalculably valuable presence. So the second rule is that women must treat the first few years after college as an opportunity to lose their capitalism virginity and prepare for good work, which they will then treat seriously.

The best way to treat work seriously is to find the money. Money is the marker of success in a market economy; it usually accompanies power, and it enables the bearer to wield power, including within the family. Almost without exception, the brides who opted out graduated with roughly the same degrees as their husbands. Yet somewhere along the way the women made decisions in the direction of less money. Part of the problem was idealism; idealism on the career trail usually leads to volunteer work, or indentured servitude in social-service jobs, which is nice but doesn’t get you to money. Another big mistake involved changing jobs excessively. Without exception, the brides who eventually went home had much more job turnover than the grooms did. There’s no such thing as a perfect job. Condoleezza Rice actually wanted to be a pianist, and Gary Graffman didn’t want to give concerts.

If you are good at work you are in a position to address the third undertaking: the reproductive household. The rule here is to avoid taking on more than a fair share of the second shift. If this seems coldhearted, consider the survey by the Center for Work-Life Policy. Fully 40 percent of highly qualified women with spouses felt that their husbands create more work around the house than they perform. According to Phyllis Moen and Patricia Roehling’s Career Mystique, “When couples marry, the amount of time that a woman spends doing housework increases by approximately 17 percent, while a man’s decreases by 33 percent.” Not a single Times groom was a stay-at-home dad. Several of them could hardly wait for Monday morning to come. None of my Times grooms took even brief paternity leave when his children were born.

How to avoid this kind of rut? You can either find a spouse with less social power than you or find one with an ideological commitment to gender equality. Taking the easier path first, marry down. Don’t think of this as brutally strategic. If you are devoted to your career goals and would like a man who will support that, you’re just doing what men throughout the ages have done: placing a safe bet.

In her 1995 book, Kidding Ourselves: Babies, Breadwinning and Bargaining Power, Rhona Mahoney recommended finding a sharing spouse by marrying younger or poorer, or someone in a dependent status, like a starving artist. Because money is such a marker of status and power, it’s hard to persuade women to marry poorer. So here’s an easier rule: Marry young or marry much older. Younger men are potential high-status companions. Much older men are sufficiently established so that they don’t have to work so hard, and they often have enough money to provide unlimited household help. By contrast, slightly older men with bigger incomes are the most dangerous, but even a pure counterpart is risky. If you both are going through the elite-job hazing rituals simultaneously while having children, someone is going to have to give. Even the most devoted lawyers with the hardest-working nannies are going to have weeks when no one can get home other than to sleep. The odds are that when this happens, the woman is going to give up her ambitions and professional potential.

It is possible that marrying a liberal might be the better course. After all, conservatives justified the unequal family in two modes: “God ordained it” and “biology is destiny.” Most men (and most women), including the liberals, think women are responsible for the home. But at least the liberal men should feel squeamish about it.

If you have carefully positioned yourself either by marrying down or finding someone untainted by gender ideology, you will be in a position to resist bearing an unfair share of the family. Even then you must be vigilant. Bad deals come in two forms: economics and home economics. The economic temptation is to assign the cost of child care to the woman’s income. If a woman making $50,000 per year whose husband makes $100,000 decides to have a baby, and the cost of a full-time nanny is $30,000, the couple reason that, after paying 40 percent in taxes, she makes $30,000, just enough to pay the nanny. So she might as well stay home. This totally ignores that both adults are in the enterprise together and the demonstrable future loss of income, power, and security for the woman who quits. Instead, calculate that all parents make a total of $150,000 and take home $90,000. After paying a full-time nanny, they have $60,000 left to live on.

The home-economics trap involves superior female knowledge and superior female sanitation. The solutions are ignorance and dust. Never figure out where the butter is. “Where’s the butter?” Nora Ephron’s legendary riff on marriage begins. In it, a man asks the question when looking directly at the butter container in the refrigerator. “Where’s the butter?” actually means butter my toast, buy the butter, remember when we’re out of butter. Next thing you know you’re quitting your job at the law firm because you’re so busy managing the butter. If women never start playing the household-manager role, the house will be dirty, but the realities of the physical world will trump the pull of gender ideology. Either the other adult in the family will take a hand or the children will grow up with robust immune systems.

If these prescriptions sound less than family-friendly, here’s the last rule: Have a baby. Just don’t have two. Mothers’ Movement Online’s Judith Statdman Tucker reports that women who opt out for child-care reasons act only after the second child arrives. A second kid pressures the mother’s organizational skills, doubles the demands for appointments, wildly raises the cost of education and housing, and drives the family to the suburbs. But cities, with their Chinese carryouts and all, are better for working mothers. It is true that if you follow this rule, your society will not reproduce itself. But if things get bad enough, who knows what social consequences will ensue? After all, the vaunted French child-care regime was actually only a response to the superior German birth rate.

IV. Why Do We Care?
The privileged brides of the Times — and their husbands — seem happy. Why do we care what they do? After all, most people aren’t rich and white and heterosexual, and they couldn’t quit working if they wanted to.

We care because what they do is bad for them, is certainly bad for society, and is widely imitated, even by people who never get their weddings in the Times. This last is called the “regime effect,” and it means that even if women don’t quit their jobs for their families, they think they should and feel guilty about not doing it. That regime effect created the mystique around The Feminine Mystique, too.

As for society, elites supply the labor for the decision-making classes — the senators, the newspaper editors, the research scientists, the entrepreneurs, the policy-makers, and the policy wonks. If the ruling class is overwhelmingly male, the rulers will make mistakes that benefit males, whether from ignorance or from indifference. Media surveys reveal that if only one member of a television show’s creative staff is female, the percentage of women on-screen goes up from 36 percent to 42 percent. A world of 84-percent male lawyers and 84-percent female assistants is a different place than one with women in positions of social authority. Think of a big American city with an 86-percent white police force. If role models don’t matter, why care about Sandra Day O’Connor? Even if the falloff from peak numbers is small, the leveling off of women in power is a loss of hope for more change. Will there never again be more than one woman on the Supreme Court?

Worse, the behavior tarnishes every female with the knowledge that she is almost never going to be a ruler. Princeton President Shirley Tilghman described the elite colleges’ self-image perfectly when she told her freshmen last year that they would be the nation’s leaders, and she clearly did not have trophy wives in mind. Why should society spend resources educating women with only a 50-percent return rate on their stated goals? The American Conservative Union carried a column in 2004 recommending that employers stay away from such women or risk going out of business. Good psychological data show that the more women are treated with respect, the more ambition they have. And vice versa. The opt-out revolution is really a downward spiral.

Finally, these choices are bad for women individually. A good life for humans includes the classical standard of using one’s capacities for speech and reason in a prudent way, the liberal requirement of having enough autonomy to direct one’s own life, and the utilitarian test of doing more good than harm in the world. Measured against these time-tested standards, the expensively educated upper-class moms will be leading lesser lives. At feminism’s dawning, two theorists compared gender ideology to a caste system. To borrow their insight, these daughters of the upper classes will be bearing most of the burden of the work always associated with the lowest caste: sweeping and cleaning bodily waste. Not two weeks after the Yalie flap, the Times ran a story of moms who were toilet training in infancy by vigilantly watching their babies for signs of excretion 24-7. They have voluntarily become untouchables.

When she sounded the blast that revived the feminist movement 40 years after women received the vote, Betty Friedan spoke of lives of purpose and meaning, better lives and worse lives, and feminism went a long way toward shattering the glass ceilings that limited their prospects outside the home. Now the glass ceiling begins at home. Although it is harder to shatter a ceiling that is also the roof over your head, there is no other choice.

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Thursday, July 26, 2007

China not “Chinese” enough for foreign tourists

Gah. Trust a Harvard-bound ABC girl to self-righteously pronounce that China isn’t “Chinesey” enough. Why doesn’t she just take it the next step and rail against the wearing jeans and t-shirts, Chinese people should embrace their tradition and wear Mao suits and Qipaos!

Not to mention that Beijing Opera is not part of traditional Eastern Chinese culture; rather Kunju, which Jingju is derived from, and which is actually quite popular still in Shanghai. In the West as well, most people are more interested in contemporary culture that reflects their lives and emotions, while art forms like Western opera, Chinese opera, classical music, even jazz that do not evolve and continuously renew end up marginalized.

Not that it surprises me that the tourists keep saying stupid shit like this.

Promote Peking Opera as much as ‘Super Girl’

By Joan Fang 2007-7-26
http://www.shanghaidaily.com/sp/article/2007/200707/20070726/article_324760.htm

WHEN I came to Shanghai, it didn’t feel like I had come to China. It felt like I had sat on a 22-hour flight only to circle the world once and land back in New York City.

The whole city was lit up in neon lights and there was nothing clearly Chinese about it.

Yes, everyone spoke Chinese but they spent hundreds of dollars on clothes from Guess and Armani Exchange.

In one store, I watched as a little boy, about eight, bought a pair of 1,000 yuan (US$132) shoes. I spent 20 yuan the other night, to watch a Peking Opera performance at the Yifu Theater.

I was one of perhaps 50 people under the age of 30 there. Everyone else’s hair matched the white clogs the actors wore.

The young’uns watching an out-of-date show were of two camps. Some were like me, tourists eager to take in as many traditionally Chinese events as possible.

The others were friends of the actors on stage. No one was watching because they were fans of Peking Opera.

I don’t understand why because it was breathtaking. Even though my Chinese is not the best, that didn’t mar my enjoyment. The opera addresses the universal themes.

There’s no reason for anyone who’s ever read a book to not understand the plots.

The show’s producers tried to make it as entertaining as possible with mini comedy skits and a gymnastics performance full of cartwheeling and sword-throwing. I loved it.

However, sitting in the audience, I had the eerie feeling that this was all part of a world past and that in 20 years, when I come back to Shanghai with my children, they won’t be able to find a performance like this.

Everywhere I looked, people were bored.

Some were reading text messages on their cell phones. One man had his laptop open and was slowly scrolling through the day’s stock prices.

Why have Chinese students not been taught to venerate Peking Opera and other such examples of ancient Chinese culture as living arts of the past?

These are the icons that other countries only wished they had.

I know that in America little kids grow up with stories of Buffalo Bill and revel in the idea of being cowboys even though that was mostly a myth even in the past.

Yet little Chinese children don’t embrace the much more imaginative world of being princesses and emperors. They want to make money and buy the most name brand heavy products they can find.

It’s because on TV, many children are told to buy and to venerate the West. Many are fans of “Super Girl.” They are seldom taught to take an interest in the arts.

In school, there are almost no classes to push the arts either because students are too busy prepping for more tests in math and science.

How are middle school students supposed to appreciate such relics without a teacher’s guidance? They can’t.

Instead, they are being taught through popular media that the most important thing is to strive for wealth and pretty clothes.

That is how any child would react. But they shouldn’t be allowed to forget the past in order to chase the future.

In order to encourage children to watch these performances, venues like the Yifu Theater should advertise themselves.

They should be the ones leading Chinese youngsters to the theaters. There is no reason why, if children used to enjoy these performances thousands of years ago, they can’t anymore.

One of the biggest obstacles to widespread appeal of classical opera performances is their lack of presence in the market.

Guess and Diesel do so well because they push themselves. Their ads flash everywhere on big screens. Their products are prominently displayed in fashionable magazines.

Next time I come to Shanghai, I hope to walk off the plane and be bombarded in the airport with ads screaming, “The Next Peking Opera Idol!”

(The author is a Chinese American from New York. She has just been admitted to Harvard College.)

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Monday, July 9, 2007

This cracks me up: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqOHquOkpaU. Also, sad but true. Bill Richardson para los Estados Unidenses! Siempre!

I think Hillary is great. The first thing I ever had published was a letter to the editor in my small town paper, when I was in high school, defending her cookie comment. (Vixen don’t bake no cookies either!) But I think she has become rather a DC tool, and while she never was that charismatic, she has become quite…a tool.

I so want to see the US have a female president. I think the country is much more sexist than it is racist - but I have the biases of a white woman. I base this on that one can get away with saying horribly sexist things, and people frequently do, but racist comments rightfully attract trouble.

I do root for Obama, he’s a multi-culti global brat and thus I relate to him more than the stiff American WASP of Clinton. I also think a man of any race, sadly, is more electable than a woman of any race. We’ll have both, though, before we have a gay president. And we’ll have jews and muslims, even buddhists, galore before we get an agnostic or athiest.

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Friday, June 22, 2007

“She’s alive, alive and HUNGRY”

I am about to head out to join Yi and La Turqa to head to a concert at Live Bar, but finishing my random net putzing session first. I am lately addicted to a newly-found blog www.feminisiting.com - extra rewarding given recent encounters. I am a proud, determined feminist, and while more pragmatic and forgiving than most of our cunthood, it is nice to immerse my brain in the similarly self-humanizing. However, they have a lot on there about fundi christian misogyny, which utterly freaks me out: too fucking familiar to the shit I grew up amidst. Much of the reason I became first a feminist (at age 9) and eventually who I am now was observing the nasty, dehumanizing (to men as well as women) misogyny of the fundis and reacting “No. Fucking. Way.”

Check out the “Purity Prom” video - that so upset me I was rendered unfunctional for half a day.

But, it also has gems like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8FfFwtL91Q&eurl=

Heh, love me some Wanda: I am so now calling The Silver Lining “Detachable Pussy!” from here out. That act could be so more drawn out though. “That’s the thing with pussies, they *never* do what you tell them to!” “My pussy frequently gets scared and hides under the sofa.” Etc.

Last night La Turqa introduced me to an artist/musician called HK 119. She is now so my angry/weird inspiration. Alas, blog.com and youtube are incompatible, so check out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeAqP_4VNAs, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X7ugSjX3Vys and my favorite, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDgdBd_EpeM. So Bowie, but cooler! I want to be her; actually I probably already in my way am. :)

I’m also currently watching http://www.linktv.org/programs/chinese. I like Link, watch their daily Middle Eastern and Latin American news podcasts while at the gym. This show is mixed, it’s more of the cultural reverance/exotification that Huaqiaos so often have towards “Chinese culture” (“Hahahaha! WTF does that even mean?! To laowai/huaqiaos, it has nothing to do with China or culture!” = my minimum thrice a day comment heard from Chinese friends). Not at all like the diaspora cuisine project I’d like to do; mine is much cooler. Still, interesting concept la.

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