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Thine Alabaster Cities Gleam

July 3rd, 2009


We’ve made a game-time decision to join our countrymen in taking today off—or, at the very least, to work a half day, then take Microkhan Jr. down to the Graffiti Hall of Fame for a look-see (to be followed, perhaps, by a top-notch $2 taco). But we couldn’t jet without noting Uncle Sam’s 233rd birthday, which we’ll officially celebrate tomorrow. Our small tribute is above—James Brown at his most patriotic, letting a dour Ivan Drago know that he ain’t in Chernenko-era Moscow any more. Because nothing says “America” more than a bunch of Vegas showgirls in skin-tight turquoise bodysuits.

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Last Call in Red Hook

July 2nd, 2009

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To borrow a sentiment from Mötley Crüe, it’s time to turn the page on Now the Hell Will Start, our dead-tree labor o’ love. This Sunday, July 5th, we’ll be reading from the book for the very last time, amid the cozy waterfront confines of Sunny’s Bar in beautiful Red Hook. If you’re in New York and up for an afternoon of cold beer and jungle yarns, please swing by and help us celebrate this bittersweet occasion. The reading kicks off at 3 p.m., and will be followed by some celebratory pints. Hope to see some of y’all out there.

By the way, we snapped the above photo in late 2006, while traveling along the Ledo Road in search of Herman Perry’s half-Naga son. That demonic cow really scared the bejesus out of us.

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Temple of Boom (Cont’d)

July 2nd, 2009


We’ve already expressed our boundless admiration for Madlib’s Beat Konducta in India album, arguably the most perfect slab of sonic creativity we’ve heard over the past five years. Thanks to this new Grooveshark widget, we can now bring you our favorite track off that opus—the song we’ve long imagined as playing over the credit sequence in the Now the Hell Will Start movie. It’s only 78-seconds long, but it’s about as glorious as tunes come nowadays. Please enjoy as you pack up for the holiday—a holiday we’ll be spending at our Harlem HQs, teaching Microkhan Jr. the basics of sepak takraw and hopefully downing a few of these along the way.

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Stepping Into a More Brutal Ring

July 2nd, 2009

AlexisArguelloWe were saddened to learn of the death of Alexis “The Explosive Thin Man” Arguello, one of our all-time favorite boxers. And we were surprised to discover that just a year before his passing, Arguello had been elected the mayor of Managua. (Okay, we admit it—we don’t keep up on Nicaraguan municipal politics like we should.)

Reading about Arguello’s transition into politics got us thinking about other athletes who’ve gotten the public-service itch after retiring from the court, field, or ring. ESPN recently did a brief rundown, naming such usual suspects as Bill Bradley and the great George Weah. But the standard lists only scratch the surface, as most athletes find their way into more obscure corners of politics than national legislatures or executive mansions. Mayor Kevin Johnson, anyone? And don’t forget our personal favorite athlete-turned-politician, the Great Sasuke, who was elected to a regional Japanese assembly in 2003.

There’s certainly a strain of pundit who blanches at the notion of jocks crafting policy. But we beg to differ. The two real keys to athletic success, other than natural talent, are dedication and the ability to perform under pressure. And both are great virtues when it comes to dealing with constituents, lobbyists, fellow lawmakers, and the zillion headaches that are part of modern politicking. Yes, there have been some notable failures in the athlete-turned-politician realm—don’t get us started on Steve Largent. But we’d wager the jocks’ success rate isn’t too different from that of, say, classically trained lawyers. And at the end of the day, we kind of like the idea of Peter Boulware types calling the shots rather than career politicians. If you can tackle Marshall Faulk in the open field, you can probably figure out how to fund vital public services through a mixture of bond issues and incrementally higher taxes—right?

(Image via No Mas)

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The Mob Psychology of Desperate Men

July 2nd, 2009

HarpofBurmaIt took us well over a week, but we finally got around to finishing Harp of Burma last night, while sitting on the 2 train back from Brooklyn. Yes, a week-plus is an awful long time to tackle a so-called children’s book, one which clocks in at a measly 132 pages. But such is life these days, with so many projects weighing us down and Microkhan Jr. causing plenty of mischief.

We’re glad we stuck with the book, though, because it’s a minor gem—an elegant anti-war fable, imbued with stinging criticism of Imperial Japan’s appetite for conquest. The tale doesn’t really gel until the final 30 pages or so, when the fate of the only named character—soldier-turned-monk Mizushima Yazuhiko—is revealed through a letter. There are plenty of great passages in this section, but the one that struck us most concerns Mizushima’s efforts to coax a battalion of cornered Japanese soldiers to surrender to the British. This seems like a no-brainer, given that a) the Japanese are malnourished, surrounded, and vastly outnumbered, and b) the war has been over for days. But the soldiers, hiding in a Burmese cave and drunk on sake, insist on dying rather than surrendering. And in this refusal, Mizushima makes an eloquent observation about mob psychology—and, perhaps, about the Japanese psyche:

As I listened I felt these raging men were controlled by a strange force. Perhaps they were thinking different thoughts, but as a group their individuality had faded away. Having incited one another with a false show of courage, they could no longer back down. They could no longer take a different attitude. Something other than the will of the individual was making decisions and manipulating the group. I was at a loss as to how to come to grips with this stubborn thing. No doubt some of the men were determined to fight to the death—yet there also seemed to be those who doubted if that was the right course of action. But they could not speak out. Besides being too weak to resist the crowd, they were ignorant of the actual situation. They had no way to judge it. Even if they wanted to assert their opinion, they had nothing solid to build on. That is why the spirited but reckless argument had won the day…

On the downside, Harp of Burma contains an anthropologically incorrect depiction of Burmese cannibals—they are said to enjoy the taste of dumplings soaked in human sweat, but we can find no independent source to verify this practice as anything more than a figment of the author’s imagination.

(Image from the 1956 film version of the book, via Cinema Strikes Back)

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Pigeon Protectionism

July 2nd, 2009

If a Massachusetts pigeon breeder gets his way, out-of-state squabs could soon be aves non grata on the state’s film and TV sets. Bill Desmarais has coaxed the Massachusetts House of Representatives into considering H816 (PDF), more colloquially known as “An act relative to pigeons in motion pictures.” The bill’s text reads in full:

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives in General Court assembled, and by the authority of the same, as follows:

SECTION 1. Not withstanding any General Laws to the contrary, all pigeons that are used in motion pictures within Massachusetts must be licensed and banded within Massachusetts.

Having learned years ago about the corrosive effects of Smoot-Hawley, we can’t help but think this protectionist measure bodes ill for the future of our great nation. First it’ll be pigeons, then canines, then non-human primates. If you value the free flow of labor, please write to H816’s sponsor, State Sen. Michael J. Rodrigues. Let the “winged rats” achieve their maximum economic potential, regardless of their birthplace. Anything less would be un-American.

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“Don’t Kill the Goose…”

July 1st, 2009


In our never-ending quest to bring you the classic tracks behind our favorite hip-hop cuts, today we bring you the U-Roy and Hopeton Lewis collaboration “Tom Drunk.” It only takes a few seconds’ worth of listening to realize that the song’s best riff was long-ago copped by Reflection Eternal for “Fortified Live,” a tune notable for some of the ’90s greatest rhymes: To wit:

I’m sippin wishing well water imported from Pluto
That’s why my eyes is glassy, so ain’t got to ask me
The interplanetary Illuminati move your body
I trekked the stars first, so fuck Kirk and Scotty

And:

So gather ’round, to hear the profound brown vomiter
Absorb the sonic energy manifestin through your monitor

Reflection Eternal is back with a new video, by the way—can’t say we’re huge fans, but always nice to see the great James Worthy get a visual shout-out.

Also, please let us know how the new Grooveshark widget works for y’all. This could help liberate us from the tyranny of YouTube, provided it works as advertised.

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First Contact: The English and the Inuit

July 1st, 2009

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Continuing our ongoing First Contact series, today we’re gonna look back at the 1576 encounter between the English and the Inuit of Baffin Island. The details of the meet-up were recorded by one Christopher Hall, a member of a Martin Frobisher-led expedition in search of the fabled Northwest Passage to China.

Upon first landing on Baffin Island and climbing a small hill in order to view the bay below, Frobisher and his men initially thought the surrounding waters were teeming with a novel form of seal. But upon closer inspection, these seaborne forms turned out to be Inuits in kayaks. And they were none-too-happy with the presence of the Westerners, who they instantly regarded as enemies. The landing party was chased back to their boat, the Gabriel, and Frobisher contemplated skedaddling at once. But Hall, an amateur anthropologist of sorts, volunteered to go back ashore and parlay with the Inuits (a meeting facilitated with an exchange of hostages). This led to an amicable encounter, in which Hall was able to record 17 Inuit words by pointing to objects. He also made note of the Inuits’ physical similarities to some of Genghis Khan’s most famous subjects:

They be like Tartars, with long black hair, broad faces, and flat noses, and tawney in color, wearing seal skins, and so do the women, not differing in the fashion, but the women are marked in the face with blue streaks down the cheeks, and round about the eyes. Their boats are made all of seal skins, with a keel of wood within the skin; the proportion of them is like a Spanish shallop, save only they be flat on the bottom, and sharp at both ends.

As it turns out, the Inuits were initially right to be afraid of Frobisher. After five of his men disappeared while returning an Inuit hostage—most likely on their own volition—Frobisher decided to split. But before he departed, he managed to kidnap a poor Inuit kayaker by using tinkling bells as a lure, then snatching him up with a hook on a pole. Frobisher dragged this Inuit (pictured above) all the way back to England, where he publicly displayed the captive as a “strange man of Cathay.” Neither English weather nor English food agreed with the Inuit, and he died within weeks of landing in London. Which, sadly, was probably the best fate he could have hoped for at that time—life as a sideshow in Stuart England must’ve been bleak, indeed.

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When’s the Victory Parade?

July 1st, 2009

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With the Obama administration in the midst of trying to dinosaur the phrase “War on Drugs,” we thought it would be worth looking at some of that 40-year-old conflict’s greatest defeats. And we found a true gem buried within this recent Department of Justice bulletin (PDF), a compilation of felony-case statistics from 2004.

There are some great nuggets throughout the document, such as the revelation that auto-theft cases are the easiest for prosecutors to win, and the fact that 97 percent of convictions stem from a guilty plea, rather than a trial verdict. But what left us gobsmacked was the sheer number of drug cases clogging up state courts. The bulletin explains the graph above:

Since 1990, defendants charged with a drug or property offense have comprised about two-thirds of felony cases in the 75 largest counties. From 1990 to 2004 the percentage of felony defendants charged with a violent offense has ranged from 23% to 27% (figure 5). Since 1994, drug
defendants have comprised the largest group, ranging from 35% to 37%
. Property defendants have accounted for 29% to 31% of defendants during this time.

(Our bolding.) Additionally, it’s not clear what percentage of the violent felonies are related to the business of drugs. So that 37 percent figure may only be a baseline in terms of gauging the War on Drugs’ impact on our criminal justice system.

We’d love to know the economic affect of squeezing so many drug cases through the courts—not just in terms of the costs of prosecution and incarceration, but also the losses associated with removing people from the workforce and destabilizing their families. Please drop us a note if you’re aware of any researchers who’ve tackled that issue.

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Rising from the Turf

June 30th, 2009

KaratekaBit of a rough day here ’round Microkhan HQs, alas—a potential project just fell through, so we’re suffering through one of our periodic bouts of creative moroseness. Hopefully we’ll rebound in an hour or two, but for the moment the well is nearly dry. As such, we’re gonna go the lazy khan’s route and kick you over to one of our favorite time shredders: The Virtual Apple II version of Karateka. We’re ashamed to admit how much of 1984 we spent trying to rescue Princess Mariko (who, we should note, was a much greater damsel-in-distress than Princess Toadstool).

Alas, all those Karateka hours were spent at our friend Jake’s place. Because in 1984, our household was still stuck in the lamentable VIC-20 era. And Vodoo Castle just didn’t do it for us.

When you’re finished playing, check out this tribute from the game’s designer, Jordan Mechner. His Prince of Persia sketchbooks are worth a look, too.

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Maoists vs. Communists

June 30th, 2009

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Violence continues in rural West Bengal, where the Indian military is campaigning against a scrappy band of rebels referred to as “Maoists.” How do Maoists differ from your garden-variety followers of Marxist tenets? Microkhan broke it down a few years back, when the Nepalese civil war was in full swing. Seems like it’s mostly about the proletariat’s day-to-day jobs—if their people spend more time whacking the soil with sticks than manufacturing steel, insurgents are likely to come down on the Maoist side of the ideological equation.

(Image via this pro-Naxalite blog; caveat visitor if you have a low tolerance for the far left)

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How Hard is the GED?

June 30th, 2009

Back in our high school days, we often fantasized about ditching the classroom routine in favor of taking the GED test. (This daydream was usually strongest during double-period Calculus AB, by far the dreariest educational experience on the planet.) But the fantasy was always short-lived, in large part because of some negative stereotypes. The folks we knew with GEDs weren’t the most impressive lot, and the buzz was that having the letters “GED” on your resume virtually guaranteed that your glass ceiling would consist of a managerial position at Jack in the Box.

We admit those anti-GED feelings were rather wrongheaded—if Famous Amos and Mary Lou Retton can achieve A-plus success with GEDs, the educational alternative can’t be all bad. But we’ve also recently been wondering: How hard, exactly, is the test? And could we pass it tomorrow, without a single jot of study?

Last year’s GED stats (PDF) claim that the test’s failure rate is 27 percent. That makes it just a few percentage points harder than actually earning a four-year high school diploma; at last count, 30.8 percent of enrolled high schoolers fail to graduate.

Looking at practice GEDs, we were struck by how little specific knowledge the questions required. The science questions, for example, struck us more as brain teasers or reading-comp challenges than measures of material learned. Likewise, the math section focuses on spatial recognition and logic—along with one’s adroitness at punching keys on a Casio FX-260.

And that’s probably a good thing. As we’ve noted before, we’re firm believers in the theory that the majority of book knowledge acquired in classrooms seeps out of the brain within five years. (C’mon, how much do you really remember about the Thirty Years War, other than it had to do with Catholic-vs.-Protestant rivalry?) So the GED, for all of its seeming simplicity, strikes us as a pretty good measure of a test-taker’s ability to find their way in the world.

Think you could pass the GED tomorrow, perhaps with a hangover? Try your luck.

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Wings of Silver, Nerves of Steel

June 29th, 2009


We’re prepping to head downtown for the 20th anniversary screening of Do the Right Thing, a momentous occasion that has us on yet another ’80s nostalgia kick. It thus bears mentioning that another great cultural artifact is celebrating an important milestone this year— turns 23! And what better way to mark the occasion than with the clip above. Seriously, we’ll defend the grandeur of the show’s opening theme until our dying breath. The Yngwie Malmsteen-inspired guitar solo that kicks in at the 34-second mark? Glorious. Absolutely glorious.

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The Ninety-Fourth

June 29th, 2009

Tiny Togo joins the ranks of nations that have officially abolished capital punishment. Which means this list is now slightly out-of-date. Who will be next to do away with their (usually figurative) gallows? Our money’s on Burkina Faso. Or maybe another small African nation that’s trying to carve out better relations with Western Europe—the likes of Spain and France seem to make the ditching of the death-penalty a prerequisite for establishing tighter diplomatic ties.

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The Not-So-Delicate Art of Shin-Kicking

June 29th, 2009

ShinKickingThere’s a great passage in Luc Sante’s Low Life, in which he recounts the 19th-century New York City spectacle of man-versus-rat fights. A human competitor wearing heavy boots was placed in a ring with a swarm of hungry rats, and challenged to stomp as many to death as possible without suffering terrible injury. It’s quite a barbaric pastime, albeit one in which the primate usually emerged unscathed.

We couldn’t help but picture that bloody spectacle upon reading Jason Couch’s detailed account of “purring” in the Journal of Manly Arts. Like Sante, Couch is keenly interested in the violent sports of the 19th-century American working class. But his focus is instead drawn toward a sport that involved men kicking each other’s shins until the blood flowed:

Purring, or shin-kicking, was a popular English folk sport practiced from at least the 16th century and likely before. It existed both as a distinct contest of its own and as a facet of certain “loose hold” wrestling styles, such as Norfolk and Devonshire. By the mid-to-late 19th century, the sport was exported and practiced in America thanks to Cornish miners residing in Pennsylvania. By the end of that century the sport had all but disappeared, and now it exists only at fair exhibitions and in the mutated variants seen in children’s games.

Read down toward the end for a blow-by-blow rehash of the legendary 1883 purring match between David McWilliams and Robert Tavish. And thank your lucky stars that you aren’t a 19th-century Cornish mineworker in the Pennsylvania coal fields.

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“More Imperfect Than Impermeable”

June 29th, 2009

We’re fond of gently mocking those who seek to make teetotaling a legal requirement. The Eighteenth Amendment, after all, is widely regarded as a notable (even noble) failure, and we certainly can’t imagine life without the more-than-occasional bomber of Ballantine.

But does that mean all attempts at enforcing prohibition are doomed to have zero positive effect? That’s a big question in Alaska’s native villages, where alcohol abuse has long caused severe problems. That’s led several village governments to ban liquor, a decision that has created a considerable black market. Yet even with the underground hooch trade thriving, piecemeal prohibition in the Alaskan sticks may actually be working:

Villages that prohibited alcohol had lower age-adjusted rates of serious injury resulting from assault, motor vehicle collisions and ‘other causes’. Dry villages with a local police presence had a lower age-adjusted rate of serious injury caused by assault. Controlling for the relative effects of village isolation, access to alcohol markets and local demographic structures, local prohibition was associated with lower rates of assault injuries and ‘other causes’ injuries while local police presence was associated with lower rates of assault injuries.

Note, however, that police enforcement is key. We reckon that’s researcher-speak for noting that heavy-handed enforcement is the only way to make these regimes function properly. Otherwise, the bootleggers doubtless rule the roost in The Bush.

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The Piano Riff of Our Dreams

June 26th, 2009


Apologies for the lighter-than-usual day on Microkhan. We’re actually prepping for the third annual celebration of our legal link-up with the missus, so our thoughts are mostly elsewhere. Don’t fret, we’ll be back at full strength come Monday. Promise.

In the meantime, please enjoy the clip above, the discovery of which stems from Wednesday’s Beatnuts post. We put out the call for someone to ID that piano-tinkle sample, and the commendable Matt came through like gangbusters. The riff in question kicks in around the 57-second mark, but the whole song’s worth a listen. It’s definitely the sort of track that Wilt Chamberlain would have found worthy of his bedroom mix.

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Werner Loves the Jiggle

June 26th, 2009

One of our favorite means of procrastination is sifting through Nathan Rabin’s “My Year of Flops” series on The A.V. Club. That habit recently brought us in contact with this evisceration of The Real Cancun, which Rabin curtly derides as “a horrifying glimpse into the kiddie-pool-shallow minds of folks whose greatest ambition in life is to emulate the extras in Mystikal videos.”

To our complete shock, however, The Real Cancun has at least one notable fan who really should know better: the great Werner Herzog. Perhaps we’re missing the man’s dry Teutonic humor, but in this interview, Herzog seems genuinely enthusiastic about the flick:

Q At the [2006 SFIFF event] you mentioned liking a film about people in Mexico on spring break. Is that the Real World feature, The Real Cancun?

Herzog Yes, and I liked the film because it was so focused. There was no pretentiousness at all. The only question was who would get laid first. You see so many pretentious films and phony films, and I don’t like that.

We shudder to think of what Herzog might say were he somehow exposed to Hard Ticket to Hawaii.

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Coup Four and a Half

June 26th, 2009

In April, Fiji’s government declared a public emergency that has led to total media censorship, a ban on political meetings, and the sacking of judges. It’s increasingly clear that Commodore Frank Bainimarama, Fiji’s prime minister, intends for martial law to become permanent.

Fortunately, journalists are routing around the emergency rules on Coup Four and a Half, a new blog dedicated to disseminating info that Fiji’s censors would rather you didn’t see. Of particular note are the primary-source documents that the blog archives—if you ever wanted to see first-hand evidence of how much a Pacific Islands strongman makes, here’s your chance.

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Performance Decreasing Drugs

June 26th, 2009

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With so much focus on steroid scofflaws these past few years, it’s tough to remember that professional athletes are often forced to dabble in performance-sapping drugs, too. Such is currently the case with Spanish MotoGP star Dani Pedrosa, who’s been racing on painkillers since badly injuring his hip in a nasty spill. And while the pills enable him to sit atop his bike without feeling terrible discomfort, they also fray his reaction time by a few milliseconds—and thus consign him to more mediocrity than he can handle:

“I’m feeling positive about the weekend and we’ll just have to see how it goes when riding starts on Thursday,” said Pedrosa. “My intention would be to ride without receiving any pain-killing injections because gradually they lose their effectiveness and they are not something I want to rely on – we’ll see how the feeling is when I start to ride.”

Pedrosa has been taking the medication since a ‘tankslapper’ moment at the Italian round of the World Championship at Mugello, although the required sensitivity, grip and movement onboard a MotoGP machine has been lacking due to the nature of the injections.

Best of luck to Pedrosa in getting off the hard stuff, and getting his mojo back. We’re pretty sure he’ll emerge triumphant—only a truly strong soul could come back from an epic crash like this.

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A Fond Farewell to MJ

June 25th, 2009


In the summer of 1983, my dad took me to the Sunset Boulevard Tower Records to purchase my first two audiocassettes. One was the eminently forgettable Cargo by Men at Work; the other, the legendary Thriller. By summer’s end, I knew every single lyric on that great album, and would watch MTV whenever possible in order to catch the “Billie Jean” video. A year later, when the long-awaited Victory Tour kicked off, I was distinctly jealous of a carpool-mate whose parents managed to score tickets for the Los Angeles Coliseum Dodger Stadium show.

So MJ’s sudden passing definitely leaves me feeling nostalgic for simpler times. And it also brings to mind my favorite MJ sidekick, Bubbles the Chimp. Check out the rare video above, in which Bubbles imitates his human friend’s most famous dance. Hopefully these two close pals will someday get to moonwalk together in Valhalla (or wherever pop-music titans and their higher-primate sidekicks end up).

Rest in peace, MJ. And stay strong, Bubbles, wherever you now roam.

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“Step Into My Dojo…”

June 25th, 2009


This morning’s sumo-related post stirred up memories of another Hawaiian-born legend of the sport: Konishiki, aka “The Dump Truck.” Though he never attained the exalted rank of yokozuna—perhaps due to anti-foreigner prejudice among sumo’s elite—Konishiki never let the disappointment get in the way of his artistic ambitions. As evidenced by the above video, the truly gargantuan ex-wrestler is now a skilled MC, whose lyrics frequently refer to his love for Japanese culture:

Next on the menu, is a seven course meal
Sushi to start, raw tuna, and eel
That’s how we do it in the back of the club
Toast champagne as we get a backrub

Check out a clip of Konishiki’s athletic exploits here. Gastric-bypass surgery obviously did wonders for this man.

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Around the World in 3,287 Days

June 25th, 2009

A Nepalese cyclist in the midst of a nine-year, around-the-world ride hits Ghana. The roughest part of Lok Bandhu Karki’s epic journey so far? Getting jacked in Malaysia:

The journey has not been without difficulties. “Courage keeps me going,” he says of his worst experiences in a journey, which has also been characterised by robbery in Thailand, Malaysia and Sudan.

“When my money was stolen in port Kelang of Malaysia, I had to work in a butchery for six days to earn ferry charge from Batam Island to Sumatra Island of Indonesia,” he says.

Karki had some fellow travelers when he started in 2004, but he’s been going it alone for years now. And according to some Nepalese expats he’s encountered along the way, he’s got a bit of a huckster streak.

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March of the Fire Ants

June 25th, 2009

MobileFireAntsThe latest issue of Agricultural Research, a monthly must-read ’round Microkhan headquarters, contains an interesting nugget about fire ant immigration patterns. A Floridian entomologist who specializes in evolutionary genetics has concluded that our national fire-ant nightmare started with as few as nine queens, all of whom touched down in Mobile, Alabama, during the Great Depression. It is generally assumed that these early invaders, who originated in South America, stowed away in the vast lumps of soil that old cargo ships used as ballast.

Our natural follow-up question to this report, of course, is “Why Mobile?” Turns out we’re not the only ones to wonder:

Perhaps we should ask not, Why Mobile?, but rather Why not New Orleans? or Pensacola? During the first half of the 20th century, New Orleans received more cargo from South America than did either Pensacola or Mobile. During the same period, New Orleans was swept by another exotic species, the Argentine ant, which became so abundant that it was colloquially known as the “New Orleans ant.” This virulent invader wiped out most of the native ants in the New Orleans area and may have prevented S. invicta and S. richteri from becoming established there. If so, then why not Pensacola, which was free of Argentine ants? Why did both fire-ant species first appear in Mobile and only in Mobile? Wilson speculates that S. richteri “preconditioned” the native ant community to ease the entry of S. invicta. In view of the superior competitiveness of S. invicta, it would hardly seem to have needed the help. We will never really understand why Mobile. Whatever charm the city holds for ants must simply be accepted, much like the southern hospitality on which Mobile prides itself.

We wonder whether the fire ants simply wanted to participate in the city’s unique form of Mardi Gras.

(Image via The Civil War)

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Scouting for Hawaiian Titans

June 25th, 2009

AkebonoThe sumo world is saddened by the passing of Larry Loyes Kukahiko Aweau, the man most responsible for the sport’s “Hawaiian invasion.” A judo black belt whose cousin was among the first Americans to wrestle in Japan, Aweau spent decades combing the 50th state in search of sumo talent. His greatest scouting find was an ex-basketball player named Chad Rowan—a man now better known to history as Akebono.

Aweau met the teenage Akebono at a funeral, and was immediately struck by boy’s size and athleticism. But despite the scout’s best efforts, Akebono decided to play basketball at Hawaii Pacific University instead. The classwork was a killer, though, and Akebono dropped out after just a year. He took a job at a flower nursery and fretted about the future:

As he lugged cinder blocks, he tried to think of an alternative to college if he as still to help take care of his parents and his brothers. To become a hotel manager in Waikiki, he would have to be able to speak Japanese. Uncle Larry [Aweau] had offered him that chance months ago, and he hadn’t forgotten it…”If you go up there,” Uncle Larry had once told him, “you’re going to get all the glory in Japan. With your mind, I think you can be a yokozuna—the greatest champion in sumo. You’ll never regret going. I know you’ve got everything in you to make it. You just concentrate, and learn from them.” It was a free ticket—they would take care of everything. If Chad went to Japan for a couple of years, at the very least he would learn the language. And what if Uncle Larry was right? Yokozuna. He didn’t know anything about sumo. But he didn’t know that much about football, either, and they wanted him for that at the University of Hawaii. Sumo couldn’t be that hard. Just push the other guy out of the ring.

The rest, as the saying goes, is history.

Learn more about the relationship between Akebono and Aweau in the great Sumo East and West, a documentary about sumo’s increasingly international flavor.

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“Fat Styles Become a Stack…”

June 24th, 2009


Headed downtown to meet with our trusted rep and discuss that frightening concept known as The Future. So we’re gonna outro with the best track off The Beatnuts debut album. Like all songs by the pride of Corona, Queens, the lyrics are definitely not safe for work, so please do not play within earshot of sensitive souls.

Also, can anyone identify the piano sample in this cut? Probably one of the most infectious riffs we’ve ever heard. Alas, our CD of this album seems to have disappeared somewhere en route to Harlem, so we can’t consult the liner notes.

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Mongol Derby, Cont’d

June 24th, 2009

In response to yesterday’s post about the rough-and-toughMongol Derby, one of the race’s brave competitors wrote in to ask for Microkhan’s support. So let it be known that from this point forward, we’ll be pulling for 26-year-old Hannah Ritchie to a) survive the race with nary a broken bone or crushed pelvis, and b) to be the first rider to pull into Kharkhorin.

Follow Hannah’s pre-race preparations here, and maybe kick over a few quid to the charity she’ll be risking life and limb for.

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Vital Boost or Glass Ceiling?

June 24th, 2009

As we walked across Little Senegal this morning, a throng of devout Muslim men got us thinking about Bangladesh. That may sound like a non sequitur, but our internal logic went something like this: Though most Islamic societies obviously feature male-dominated governments (note, for example, that all of Iran’s mullahs are male), Bangladesh’s two leading politicians are female. Why is that?

The answer obviously has a lot to do with family connections, as both Sheikh Hasina and Khaleda Zia are tied to political dynasties. So perhaps there’s not a great lesson to be learned here about Islamic political life. There is, however, a fascinating tale to be spun out of Bangladesh’s current attempts to encourage even more female political participation, using a system dreaded by so many Americans: quotas.

Bangladesh is already one of approximately 112 countries that use some sort of quota system to draw women into politics. Most of these quotas are mild in practice, often consisting of nothing more than mandates that a certain percentage of a political party’s candidates be female. But then there are countries like Bangladesh, which set aside a block of national parliamentary seats for females. And Bangladesh is now looking to increase that quota to 100 seats, out of a total of 330.

Such parliamentary quotas are a relatively new phenmenon, so the jury’s still out as to their effectiveness. A mountain of country-by-country case studies is available here; we were particularly struck by this balanced look (PDF) at Bangladesh’s experience, which concludes that the devil’s in the details:

Electoral and party history shows that, in the first election held in 1973, political parties used the reserved seats as the means to elect women. The quota was treated as the sole avenue for women’s entry into the legislature and the general seats as the monopoly of male politicians. This approach to reserved seats left electoral politics open to male domination and control, with women left to contest the reserved seats. Parties demonstrated no political commitment to share general seats with women.

While quotas ensure that a critical mass of women are elected, the quota moves beyond numbers and involves an expectation among those whose entry was facilitated by the quota to intervene in policy issues. By and large, women in Bangladesh have not served as advocates of women’s rights. The system by which women are elected into politics limits their possibility to become political actors in their own right, as well as their ability to function as advocates for women’s issues. Women who seek to introduce a gender perspective into politics risk their own position in the political establishment, and if a woman is elected through special measures she is also not seen as a full member of parliament.

In other words, the creation of special female-only seats was seen as diminishing those seats’ importance. Nations that view quotas as their only means of correcting a political gender imbalance must thus plan carefully, or risk creating nothing more than window dressing.

Meanwhile, as Bangladesh expands its quota system, conservatives in the Solomon Islands are putting the kibosh on a similar plan.

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Speed Climbing’s Grey Eminence

June 24th, 2009


Granted, in the clip above, the bloke on the right-hand tree gets smoked. But cut him some slack—when this video was shot, Guy German was 53 years old, with nothing else to prove in the world of timbersports. He is, after all, widely recognized as the greatest speed climber in history. And he’s still competing today, having just lost in the quarterfinals at the Aflac Outdoor Games.

The trick to his longevity, German says, isn’t necessarily prime physical fitness, but technological innovation—especially gear changes that reduce weight and enhance grip

[Spikes] were his first and most widely accepted innovation, but certainly not his last. German went to work making the climbing load lighter, exchanging boots for wrestling shoes, steel for aluminum, metal for cloth, and the list goes on.

“Every pound you carry up is more energy you expend and less you can spring,” he said. “I think I’ve cut out around five pounds through the years.”

Want to become the next Guy German? We heartily recommend that, if you’re a novice, you begin with spur climbing and work your way toward the tricky stuff.

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Rescue Ops in the UTTR

June 23rd, 2009

The Air Force is currently combing the Utah Test & Training Range in search of a pilot whose F-16 crashed late last night. Even if the pilot managed to safely eject from the doomed aircraft, though, he could be tough to locate. As we previously noted, the UTTR is bigger than some states:

If you ever find yourself at the intersections of Skull Valley and Stark roads in western Utah, take a long peek out the car window. See that barren nothingness that extends as far as the eye can see? That’s paradise for budding Air Force jocks: The Utah Test & Training Range, where the munitions of tomorrow are exploding today. The range measures over 2,600 square miles, making it a fair bit larger than both Rhode Island and Delaware. The military can get away with exploding a 10 kiloton bomb here without having anyone notice.

Contrary to popular belief, F-16 pilots can eject at extremely low altitude and still survive the ordeal, thanks to the hardiness of their seats. Check out this harrowing vid, and thank your lucky stars you’re in a safer line of work.

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