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Changing the perception of the poor, encouraging sustainable change. This is the kind of activism that I endorse and seek to embody

Originally posted on BreakingGround:

Greg Rosenthal, a community organizer and human rights educator, is a graduate student in UMBC’s Intercultural Communications program.

Greg Rosenthal

When you hear the phrase “poor person,” what image comes to mind?
What does the person look like: their clothes, their hair, their gender, race, age?
Why did this image appear and what feelings did it bring? Fear? Anxiety? 
Is it connected to a particular experience? Are you universalizing that experience?
What would happen if you challenged that image; challenged that emotion?
The first step in combating poverty is breaking down stereotypes of who poor people are, challenging the negative emotions those stereotypes can generate, and getting in touch with the compassionate self that reminds us that all people deserve respect and dignity.

I had the opportunity to make this digital story in an introductory graduate class in the Intercultural Communications Program. The project allowed me to reflect upon a pivotal experience…

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danyisabfr:

As someone who speaks other languages and dialects, I can definitely relate to having words you just can’t translate in English with an equivalent

Originally posted on TED Blog:

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TED translators Dick Lundgren and Els De Keyser with the “21 untranslatable words” tray, at the Open Translation Project workshop before TEDGlobal 2012, June 24, 2012, Edinburgh, Scotland. Photo: Ryan Lash

On the weekend before TEDGlobal began, 22 volunteer translators converged from around the world to talk all day about translating TEDTalks. Among them, these 22 volunteers have translated more than 3,000 TEDTalks — part of a project to share TED in 88 languages and counting.

To celebrate, designer Dick Lundgren (who’s also a TED translator) made up this cool tray, covered in “untranslatable” words from 21 languages. The full word list (with definitions) is below …

21 Words Worth Spreading

Dutch:
pretoogjes: ‘fun-eyes,’ the eyes of a chuckling person 
who is up to
some benign mischief
ˈprɛto:xjəs

Polish
bakalie: any dried fruit, nuts, and candied citrus peel used in baking or added to ice cream
baˈkaljɛ

Croatian
milozvučan: having…

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danyisabfr:

“Tis my hope that one day, I will be brilliant enough to be one of these folks

Originally posted on TED Blog:

TED2013’s tagline is: “The Young. The Wise. The Undiscovered.” And this year’s class of TED Fellows will be representing all three. The TED Fellows program brings together young innovators from around the globe, all with insightful, bold ideas that have the potential to influence our world. In addition to attending TED2013, the Fellows will go to a preconference boot camp full of advice for spreading their ideas far and wide, and get mentoring from the larger TED community.

The TED Fellows program received more than 1200 applications this year, which made selecting this class no easy task. After the jump, meet the twenty 2013 TED Fellows and the twelve Senior Fellows, chosen from amongst last year’s incredible class.

TED2013 Fellows

 Alicia Eggert (USA) - Interdisciplinary artist
American interdisciplinary artist whose work primarily takes the form of kinetic, electronic and interactive sculpture. The piece above is made out of…

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My Diaspora Story

I guess my diaspora story isn’t all that different from many of the other ones you’ve heard before, nor is it all that different from what you have lived, if you are of the diaspora. It is that same old trite story of arriving to the U.S. and going through the cultural shock of your fellow black brothers and sisters treating you like a lesser human being. It is the same story of African Americans asking you if you lived in trees, if you wore clothes, if you speak with a click sound, if you speak “African”. It is the same story of being stunned by the fact that nobody know where in Africa [insert your country here] is. I mean like seriously, do these people even take geography classes? It is the same story of developing that hostility and animosity for African Americans whom you expected would be like your long lost brothers, the same story of developing a certain disdain for them, lumping them all in the same old boat (no pun intended) of people who don’t know how to take advantage of all the resources they have this country. I mean, America is the land of the free, where all dreams come true right? What are you people doing to remain so ignorant? Why don’t you like us Africans? Why don’t you know where my country is? Why don’t you know that I speak French? That we have planes, and cars TV and water? Yeah my story is the same as your diaspora story, so I don’t want to bore you with details you already know but I want to give you a different perspective, one where we haven’t really examined our own self-centeredness, one where we are extremely ungrateful for the benefits we are getting from the struggle of black Americans, and one where we need a paradigm shift in our cultural perspective and relationship with African Americans. Are you still with me here? Good. Don’t go yet.

On the subject of the diaspora self-centeredness, I am referring to the outrage we express whenever folks would ask us if we speak African, if we wear any clothes, or if all of us are killing each other in civil wars when we aren’t busy starving or dying of HIV/AIDS. Firstly, while the outrage is certainly justified, the disdain and subsequent stereotyping of African Americans as ignorant is not justified. It’s important to understand that the image of Africa presented to folks of Lady Liberty land, is through those CNN reports on the hunger in the horn of Africa, the Blood Diamonds of Dicaprio, the Lion King of Disney, and the prince of Coming to America. If you truly realize that they understanding of our homeland has been shaped by the American media, much of our outrage would dissipate. Secondly, you need to stop and think of your own understanding of people from other countries. Prior to our arrival to the U.S, what else did we know of the Chinese except for their Kung Fu skills popularized by Jackie Chan? Would you have ever known where Sri Lanka was before the tsunami? Do you know what language they speak there? What else do you know of Syria besides the war and its name being frequently mentioned in foreign policy debates? This isn’t an attempt to make you feel ignorant, I am merely bringing you to understand how you too, African of the diaspora, have had your view of other countries shaped by what you see in the media and therefore need to be more tolerant of people who see us only through stereotype. I don’t ask that you passively accept it, I ask that you take the time to educate without being condescending.

Another aspect of the relationship between the diaspora and African Americans is our ethnocentrism which engenders this disdain for the stereotypes in which they placed us, resulting in an “otherness” of one another. By that, I mean we developed this sense of a “them and an “us” where we feel like we are not ignorant like them who constantly take the opportunities that the U.S. offers for granted, who do nothing but star in rap videos and form twerk teams, who do nothing but be the biggest consumers of the prison business. We view them with as many stereotypes as we were given, never stopping to realize we are practicing that which we complain so much of. This air of superiority with which we carry ourselves stems from a certain ignorance and a lack of gratitude of the perks we enjoy today thanks to the struggle of civil rights activists who fought for the country to recognize our humanity, many of whom lost their lives while doing so. We waltz into the country and believe that we made it on our own rights, forgetting that many African Americans had to fight and die for us to get the education we want, get the jobs we want, and date other races without being lynched or jailed for it.

My last point is that when other people look at us, they don’t seen African Americans and Africans, they just see black people. As such, we need to understand that the struggles of African Americans are our struggles too. That the death of Travon Martin is our outrage too. The overwhelming incarceration rate of black men is our problem too. That the election of a black president is our victory too, that the racist problem faced at MSU is our problem too, that the gruesome shooting of that African man in New York was the gruesome shooting of a 22 year old black man trying to reach for his wallet, not a specific target for an African man. To understand that even if we wish to differentiate ourselves through our cultural or national identifications, we ought to unite if only for the struggle we fight due to the color of our skin.

My diaspora story is the same as yours. The questions about living in trees and speaking with clicks, the questions about civil wars and starvation, the looks of pity when you tell them you are African. My diaspora experience however, is a call for a paradigm shift in our relationship with African Americans, to acknowledge our own ethnocentrism, our own prejudice shaped by stereotypes of rap videos and gang members, to move toward a quest for mutual understanding and unity to fight for our collective rise out of structural racism.

As is the tradition for many of my blog posts, I leave you with this TED talk called the danger of a single story. A call for both Africans of the diaspora and African Americans to make the effort to view ourselves beyond the paint brushes of the media.

Understated Wisdom

I took this picture in May, when I went to Ghana to conduct research on water and sanitation in a small town called Larteh. I was walking down the market, when I spotted this man just relaxing on his chair. as soon as I readied my camera for a snapshot, he sat up straighter, and gave me this effortless smile. I crossed the street to show him the picture, and he just smiled as if to say “well I know I look good. you’re welcome”.
I couldn’t stop looking at this picture afterwards because well, look at the beautiful colors; and also because I wished I spoke Twi (language in Ghana) fluently so I could carry a conversation with him in which I am sure I would absorb many decades of gathered wisdom. And then maybe some of his swag would rub off on me. I mean look that this class!

A Case for a dynamic Quest for Enlightenment

I think it is very important that we leave room for a dynamic socio-political consciousness, one where people are allowed to have evolving thoughts. That is, many people are often reluctant to change their stance on something they once believed in because they fear the vitriol that will ensue when people unearth some old statement they made and calls them a fraud for now changing their mind. Even

in something as simple as conversation with a friend, if you really analyze your arguments, you will realize that you are putting a lot more effort on proving that you are right rather than on entertaining the possibility that the other person is right. And there is that ugly moment in the conversation when you realize that the other person is right, but instead of feeling good about a step toward personal enlightenment, you feel shame because this person will probably mock you for being wrong.
We need to leave room for a dynamic socio-political consciousness, one where people are allowed to have evolving thoughts without the public castigation that often ensues.Image

Hello world!

My brain runs and spins and does back-flips and just won’t stay still. This blog here is where I come spill my thoughts before they drive me to madness. And amidst my chaotic musings, I invite you to share with me a journey of enlightenment, one with the goal of discovering my place, your place, our place in discovering the dignity and beauty of a shared humanity. And once in a while, we can laugh at my absurd attempt to be deep yeah? Why the hell not?

Above anything else I must emphasize that this blog is an invitation for an interactive discourse on the state of our world. I will discuss politics, socio-economic issues, pop culture, and bore you with my photography, but this will not be an attempt to indoctrinate you with absolute truths. Instead, I welcome your challenging thoughts for it serves no one to surround ourselves with people who form an echo chamber, regurgitating our own beliefs, creating a bubble for our ignorance. Intellectual echo chambers stunt intellectual growth; as such, your opposing opinion is very welcome here. Unless you like Twilight. Then no. Stop it. Just stop liking Twilight. What’s wrong with you! Stop it.

But yeah. Welcome!