Saturday, September 27, 2008

Review of Arellano's "History"

Luis Alfaro reviews Gustavo Arellano’s history of the OC in the LA Times:

IF SURREALISM has an address, I think it exists in Orange County.

The fifth-largest suburban county in the U.S., and the nation's second-most expensive housing market, Orange County is framed on television shows like "The O.C." and "The Real Housewives of Orange County" as a money-grubbing, social-climbing, xenophobic enclave of the super-rich.
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It's hard to imagine that one region could be home to Rep. Robert Dornan and Mickey Mouse, Jim and Tammy Faye Baker and extraterrestrial basketballer Dennis Rodman, not to mention the largest community of Vietnamese outside of Vietnam. Here we have but a few of the parallel universes that one experiences while exploring the county's 789 square miles.

These odd juxtapositions and contradictions exist at the center of Gustavo Arellano's warm memoir-cum-history lesson, "Orange County," a familial journey of immigration interwoven with a hilarious dissection of the region's history. Arellano, who writes the syndicated "¡Ask a Mexican!" column for OC Weekly, is a satirist at heart, and his brand of humor and bold subject matter has its critics and supporters among Latinos and non-Latinos. He is irreverent, very funny and willfully liberal—a distinct irony coming from a region once referred to by Ronald Reagan as the place where "all the good Republicans go to die."….

For the entire piece, go to 'Orange County: A Personal History' by Gustavo Arellano

GUSTAVO EXPLAINS:

Friday, September 26, 2008

Social Sciences/Humanities and Languages party

Bea gave a party to celebrate our new hires in these two schools. It was a success! The party, I mean. The hires? They're young!

Boy could this crew use some new blood. For a while there, I think they were contemplating merging the schools and calling the resulting school the AARP.

Don't know why these pics are so jumbled on the page. But I like the jumbelosity. Here's Melanie, who has a great sense of humor.

During the party, the big debate played in the background. It was hard to miss the fact that this was mostly an Obama crowd. People did not disguise their contempt for "that clueless, mean-spirited geezer" on the TV.

Bea's kids are way cute. I think they're Republicans, though. Bea's house is in a gated community deep in Irvine. I saw guard dogs. Somebody sprayed Armor-All on the trees.

Mysteriousness and ominosity hung in the air. Don't know why.



Yemmy looked cool. We don't have a whole lot of coolitude among the faculty of these schools. Thank you, Yemmy, for being cool.





A newbie, introduced.

Brenda introduces Julie, a new writing instructor. She used to play V-ball.

Melanie and the Reb are being ironical or something. They do that.



This poor fellow (at left) was revealed to be a devotee of the dismal science, a fortuity that unleashed the evening's only ugliness. He was cornered and asked, "What do you people really know?" "Why don't you people fix this thing?" "Who do you people think you are, anyway?"

He was forced to make an impromptu presentation in defense of his so-called discipline. He managed to quell the growing violence. In the end, few were hurt. He slipped out the back door and got past the security gate, disappearing into the night.



New "Poli-Sci" blood.

We even had a cowboy. Not the "YMCA" kind. I managed to blur the pic, but so what.

Few are aware that there is a TIME WARP at the Portola exit of the toll road. Did we pass through unscathed? Who knows. Perhaps, today, I am in a new universe. This will mean nothing to you, of course.

When we got home (Modjeska Canyon), Limber Lou asked me if he could play with my car key. On and off went the lights, in the night. —In my new universe? Perhaps so.

No Comment: Sarah Palin Corn Maze

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Irvine Valley College Reading Center "Open House"

IVC's new Reading/ESS Center held an "open house" today, and it was a big success.



There were free books and valuable cash prizes. Well, no cash prizes. But there were freebies in that basket.

Melanie and Beth can generally be found in the center. They seem to be pals.

The always-rowdy Academic Senate crowd dropped by and had some snacks. They were only asked to leave after that food fight broke out.


Melanie seems happy in her new digs. Here, we see her smiling, watching the Ac. Senate crew leaving Dodge. Whew!

Michael Chabon on Obama: Game On

Michael Chabon once taught here in the academic groves of Irvine Valley College. This was before the books and the short stories, the essays, the film adaptation with the original theme song penned and sung by Bob Dylan and then, of course, the Pulitzer Prize. Back then Chabon was just one of the many grad students who drove across town from the university to teach part-time. He was one of us for awhile.

Some faculty still remember his mop top of hair and every now and then an archival file is discovered and oohed and ahhed over. (See image to the right, a shrink-wrapped collection of readings dated fall 1988.) On rare occasions, desk copies still arrive addressed to Professor Michael Chabon.

Michael has an essay in the October 9th issue of the New York Review of Books: "Obama and the Conquest of Denver." Chabon accompanied his wife, the writer Ayelet Waldman, a pledged Obama delegate, to the convention. He writes about it. It's something.


excerpt:
It was not that, arriving for the DNC, I now felt less faith or confidence in Barack Obama than I did back in February. Obama turned out to be the kind of man he said he was in his books, dogged and perspicacious, considerate, principled but pragmatic, driven, and oddly blessed with a kind of universal point of human connection, of the understanding of loss, in the place where the memory of his father ought to be. No one who could see history the way Obama saw history, or who read the man’s books, would have expected him to emerge from a nasty, bitter, all but eternal presidential election campaign with his dignity or his principles entirely intact; but Obama had tried, and for the most part, I thought, he had conducted himself with honor. There could have been only one way for the idealized Obama—the perfect candidate he never claimed to be—to escape the rough and tumble of history, and that was too terrible to contemplate.

The problem was not Obama; the problem was that at the instant when Hillary Clinton at last conceded, the nature of the campaign changed. It was, I considered (perhaps under the influence of the kind smile and exhortatory squeeze on the arm bestowed on me by Jimmy Carter, president of my darkest adolescence, as he passed me in the doorway of a LoDo Mexican restaurant), like the change that might occur between the first and second volumes of some spectacular science fiction fantasy epic. At the end of the first volume, after bitter struggle, Obama had claimed the presumptive nomination. We Fremen had done the impossible, against Sardaukar and imperial shock troops alike. We had brought water to Arrakis. Now the gathered tribes of the Democratic Party—hacks, Teamsters, hat ladies, New Mexicans, residents of those states most nearly resembling Canada, Jews of South Florida, dreadlocks, crewcuts, elderlies and goths, a cowboy or two, sons and daughters of interned Japanese-Americans—had assembled on the plains of Denver to attempt to vanquish old Saruman McCain.

Suddenly it was hard not to feel that we were, once again, teetering on the point of something momentous, but something different than the previous momentousness. It was time to get serious. It was time to put on a little Curtis Mayfield (whose “Move On Up” has been one of the campaign’s unofficial theme songs) and take stock of our forces, our resolve, and the odds against us. It was time to take the fight directly to the Padishah Emperor himself. Game on was the nerdy expression I kept hearing people use.

To read the rest, click here.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Bob Parsons interview in OC Reg

Bob Parsons, who has taught at Saddleback College from the beginning (in 1968), was interviewed by LINDSEY BAGUIO:

He's the guy who has talked for thousands of hours:
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Q: What was the atmosphere on campus 40 years ago?
A: It was really right wing and there was a dress code.... People who wanted to register had to cut their hair. During the time, there was a lot of student unrest at ... Berkley and Santa Barbara; this board (in 1968) was determined that they wouldn't put up with it. It was a different place. What loosened it up were the veterans who came back from Vietnam. A lot of them were older than the average student....

Q: What was it like having those veterans on campus?
A: When someone looked them in the eye and told them they had to get a haircut, they said, "Oh yeah?" It was a different attitude. A lot of them went along with it; we became their school. ... The college used to play the "Star Spangled Banner" in the morning. Some UC Irvine students came over in a bus and wanted to put a stop to it. And the vets came and threw them out and told them to go back to UCI. It was a different place, and started by people who were very conservative.... 

Q: How are the students today different from back then?
A: Everyone walks around with a cell phone...and you have to make them turn it off in class. They're just generally more relaxed than they used to be. I don't think they've quit studying. They are working really hard....

Q: What do you think has been the biggest change on campus?
A: It's gotten big. Traffic is a nightmare....

Q: How has the way you teach class changed?
A: ...I taught slide rule and now that's completely extinct. I had a budget of $1,500 one year for student supplies. I took it all and bought an HP calculator. That's the biggest change from a slide rule to a hand calculator.....

Q: How have you seen the field of physics change?
A: It's fun to keep up now ... --for example, energy is a big conversation, but my subject matter was worked out in 1865 by James Maxwell and Newton's Laws of Motion haven't changed. I do talk about relativity and the Large Hadron Collider. 

It's a frontier but you've got to be a PhD to be doing that. It's not the perpetual novelty that keeps me going – it's the students.

GOLLY!

Old Town Tustin on television:

Huell Howser's "California's Gold" show on Old Town Tustin airs on KCET at 7:30 p.m. Thursday. Howser visited Old Town in July for a trip around the Historic District, starting at the Tustin Area Historical Museum, stopping by the Tustin Blacksmith Shop and the Wooden Indian, and ending at the Beach Pit BBQ.

Mathur's low, low road

This video provides an overview of the Sept. 22 board meeting (aside from the 40th Anniversary stuff).

The ending is pretty special. Mathur takes the low road. It's classic!

Click on the button in the middle!


My favorite part: Fuentes announces that Mathur will offer "ethics training" to other districts! (2:18)

ETHICS TRAINING?!

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

  This ran in the Sunday December 24, 2023 edition of the Los Angeles Times and the Orange County Register : July 14, 1955 - November 20, 2...