Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Lynda Barry and the Near-Sighted Monkey in Los Angeles

     I love this picture of me and Charlyne S. with Lynda Barry (taken by Matt Groening, aka creator of Bart Simpson, btw). One fine October evening at Skylight Books, in the Los Feliz neighborhood of Los Angeles, we got to hear Lynda Barry present a slide show of her latest from Fantagraphic books, Picture This: The Near-Sighted Monkey Book (2010). In the same over-size, hardcover coffee table format as What It Is (2008), Picture This extends the how-to Everyone Can (and Should) Draw ethos that ended her graphic memoir One! Thousand! Demons!
     Okay, so I'm sure everyone tells her they've been reading about Marlys ever since yadda yadda yadda but I have been! Ernie Pook's Comeek was ugly as hell, I remember thinking as a middle school kid, but also kinda weird and funny and besides it was next to the Life in Hell comic by Groening which I read every week too because I loved the bunny and especially loved Akbar and Jeff the fez-wearing twin gay lovers. This was before the LA Weekly was just an excuse to advertise for vaginal reconstruction and liposuction, and also during the reign of Rocky Horroscope, the astrologer who helped me make sense of perpetual teen turmoil (RIP, Rocky and thanks). And I've had some fun teaching One! Thousand! Demons! University of Hawaii, but I didn't tell Barry that. She did confide to us that Marlys is half-Filipina, but we already knew that. When Barry asked if C and I are Filipina, and we said "yup" she almost immediately confided that she herself did not have a happy childhood, implying that this is connected to her Filipina mom, but we already knew that too. What we did not know is that she can do a pretty darn good Filipino accent, AND a Wisconsin accent (which sort of sounds Swedish) and she can do party tricks and entertain a packed bookstore in a manic yet endearing way. Oh and she is currently into this "phantom limb" thing that somehow involve Ram Dass. In any case, I have been inspired to take up drawing again, as making art feels like my own phantom limb (I used to make lots of art and now, not so much). So far I have drawn one portrait of my dog, Ono. Thanks for an awesome night, Lynda Barry.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Adopt a Word

legerdemain: slight of hand (GRE study word)

ovablastic: making eggs burst open in the womb (yikes)
See the Oxford Dictionaries Save the Words site

refudiate: Oxford New American Dictionary's word of the year, a conflation of refute and repudiate, and coined by - who else? Sarah Palin, in her tweet:

"Ground Zero Mosque supporters: doesn't it stab you in the heart, as it does ours throughout the heartland? Peaceful Muslims, pls refudiate."
See the slide show of the LA Times Top 10 Words of 2010

Gary Hernandez, a colleague in the Writing program, sent me the first link.
The second link is from the LA Times.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Steve Lopez visits the University of La Verne


On October 7, 2010, Los Angeles Times Columnist Steve Lopez spent the entire day on campus, starting us off with a lunchtime talk hosted by leaders of the student chapter of Society of Professional Journalists. Co-presidents Natalie Veissalov (journalism major) and Avo Ovakimyan (broadcast journalism major) introduced Lopez to the audience and got him going with thoughtful questions about The Soloist. Natalie and Avo opened up Q & A for the audience, and several faculty and students asked good questions that led to Lopez giving us more details about his friendship with Nathaniel Ayers. Excellent job, Natalie and Avo!

Afterward, Lopez joined Natalie, Carly Hill (another journalism major and Campus Times editor), Professor George Keeler (Communications Dept. Chair), and myself for lunch. Lopez had encouraging advice to give the journalism students about their careers.

Next, it was off to Dr. Cathy Irwin’s Intro to Creative Writing class, where students studying fiction, nonfiction, and poetry got to ask Lopez questions about his writing process. Lopez told a great story about finding his voice as a columnist, and about the novel he’s currently writing, from 5 – 8 am every morning! I personally was inspired by his discipline, and have my own plan to wake up at 5 am (so far it’s worked twice in the past two weeks).

For the evening talk, the Campus Center was packed, and Lopez summarized his relationship with Ayers. I thought most people responded to his stories about how he’s now become an advocate for mental health policies, and how he and Ayers are always invited to speak at conferences for mental health issues. Many students had more questions, but Lopez had to run off to Disney Hall, 35 miles away in downtown L.S., for another story on the LA Philharmonic that he was chasing. He signed books on his way out, and two students even followed us to his car to ask hime a question about detail in the book that I never even considered myself, which was Ayer’s ability to cite the “To Be or Not to Be” monologue in Hamlet. Lopez was very kind to answer the students’ question, even though he had literally one foot on the gas pedal and the keys in the ignition.

All in all the culmination of the first One Book, One University program at La Verne ended with a memorable day of stories shared by one of the city’s most popular storytellers of the urban and the daily. I’ll post here my introduction to Lopez for his evening talk, which several people have complimented me on.

Lastly, many thanks to all of the faculty, staff, and students who worked to make this first One Book event an enriching one for many.

An Evening with Steve Lopez
Introduction by Jolivette Mecenas
October 7, 2010


One of the most thrilling scenes of the film version of The Soloist for me was when we get to see newsprint running through the presses at the LA Times. Throughout the heyday of print journalism, which has been for most of my life, newspapers meted out the cadence of a city, in daily or weekly rhythms. Newspaper columnists fulfilled that expectation, that without fail, a reader could always count on turning the page to find a personalized account of the city, in a familiar voice. Since joining LA Times in 2001, Steve Lopez has fulfilled that expectation for readers with his column.
When I started reading Steve Lopez’s column, his writing re-oriented me to my home city, reminded me that much of the jarring T.V. news reports of urban violence were just one part of the picture. His column brings to readers the voices of the city and county of Los Angeles. The baseball stars, the governor, the mayor - they’re to be expected. But the dialogue of Salvadorean immigrant environmental activists, of out-of-work set designers, of returned veterans, beleaguered LAUSD teachers – these people are hardly ever chased by the media. And of course, the voices of the homeless, the marginalized, the resilient; Steve Lopez’s detailed, humane accounts of these conversations have mesmerized us as we’ve read The Soloist here at La Verne over the past month. These voices get lost in the star machine of Hollywood, but not in his column. In his column, these voices sing.
Now we’re in the digital age; the news is no longer measured in the daily or weekly, but delivered in an unceasing stream of information, constantly updated, revised. And yet, Steve Lopez’s reporting still anchors the conversation, still manages to keep us “squinting at that distant paradise,” for good or for bad. Even though he is originally from Northern California, I think he has tapped into Los Angeles in the way journalists who care about their city do. He writes it is “the city where the 21st century is likely to be defined. Sure we're struggling, but we're struggling with the crucial issues of our times — and we're doing it with the ocean lapping at our feet, under the shade of the palms and with a backdrop of mountains in the distance.” Academics like to deconstruct Los Angeles until it is an apocalyptic mess. But I’ll take my culturally and geographically dissonant city delivered through Mr. Lopez’s reporting, with a cup of coffee. Ladies and gentleman, I welcome to the University of La Verne Mr. Steve Lopez.

Monday, October 4, 2010

La Verne goes to Disney Hall

Last Friday, Oct. 1, a bus load of Writing Program instructors and students in Writing and Marketing courses took a trip to downtown Los Angeles, home of the iconic, Frank Gehry-designed Disney Hall. We came at the invitation of the LA Philharmonic; they set aside seats for us for a show celebrating the piano and the start of the new season.This was a good way to get a sense of one of the main locations that serve as the setting for The Soloist. And of course, the music. The concert was short but sweet; I asked one of my WRT 110 students what she thought of the show, and she replied, "It was awesome!" I guess that means she liked it.





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Saturday, October 2, 2010

After two insane years...

I've returned to this blog, Discourse Inferno. Quick synopsis: Since that last post two years ago, I have finished my dissertation, earned my PhD in English from the University of Hawaii, moved from Honolulu to Los Angeles, gone through the ninth circle of hell known as interviews at MLA, accepted a tenure track position at the University of La Verne, where I am Assistant Professor and Director of the Writing Program. This marks my second year here at La Verne, where I have taught classes, managed the Writing Program, revised assessment and placement, and spearheaded a common reading program called One Book, One University - all the while acculturating to my new job and environment on the edge of Los Angeles Co., teetering precariously into the edges of the Inland Empire. I have also presented once more at CCCC, at WPA, and participated in another AP Language reading in Lousville, KY. I have been very very busy this year. Will update more soon.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

The Rhetoric Tour 2008! WooHoo!


At left: The New Rhetoric always makes more sense after a couple of bottles of Rogue beer.

At the end of May I embarked on a three-stop Rhetoric tour... a good time was had by all.
FIRST STOP: University of Oregon, Eugene, OR. May 17 – 20, 2008
The Promise of Reason: an international conference commemorating the 50th anniversary of Perelman and Olbrecht-Tyteca’s The New Rhetoric.
We conference attendees stood out, identifiable by our name tags bearing the somewhat ominous words “The Promise of Reason [name and institution]” and by the free canvas totes we all carried, which also bore the words "The Promise of Reason." What if, I worried, we just couldn't deliver on this "promise"?

I gave a talk called "Counterpublic Cinema: Public Reasoning in the Space of a Film Festival." It was about the Queer Women of Color Film Festival in San Francisco. People asked me questions and I answered them. I felt smart.

SECOND STOP: The Rhetoric Society of America Conference, Seattle WA.
May 23 - 26, 2008


Notes about RSA: Ed Schiappa, who led my research workshop, is an upstanding guy. He often affirms you by responding, "Groovy." We didn't agree about the concept of public spheres - well, I felt I didn't have enough time to fully articulate how I'm using the concept, and he kept saying "THE" public sphere is a ghost in the machine...wish I had more time with this man.

Morris Young and LuMing Mao and several contributors put together a panel to promote our upcoming anthology, "Representations: Doing Asian American Rhetoric" (forthcoming Utah State Press).

Jen Sano, UH alum and soon-to-be PhD student at Michigan State, was my roommate. We skipped out on the last day of the conference to go to the Sasquatch music fest in Eastern Washington, at a gorgeous outdoor venue called the Gorge. Rogue Wave and Stephen Malkmus were my fave performers. I ran out of money and Jen shared her chicken strips and fries with me. We bought $11 cups of Budweiser.

THIRD STOP: AP English Language and Composition Exam Reading
Daytona Beach FL. June 10 - 17
Left: Me with Liza Erpelo and Sarah Gambito in Daytona Beach. Pinays represent!

Sarah, a poet from NYC who teaches at Baruch college, summed up the situation with one question: "Did you ever think when you were taking this test that one day you'd be grading it?"
And what a coincidence, the birthdays of the kids taking the test landed in 1991, the year when Liza and I took our AP English exams!
Actually I had a pretty good time, grinding out grades for about eight hours, then frolicking in the Daytona sun and surf. Home of NASCAR, spring break hijinks, and beer bongs sold in the local Walgreens. This may sound a bit much, but I felt at times amongst my people - ENGLISH TEACHERS. We're a diverse bunch, that's for sure, but how many people derive pleasure from sharing with others the little-known name for the backward "P" that marks a paragraph (it's called an alinea, btw)? My table leader, Jane, a private high school teacher from upper East side NYC who's been reading AP and SAT for 20 years, scribbled this tidbit on a post-it and I kept it as my bookmark for my trip novel, Junot Diaz's The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao.

I read many essays arguing whether or not we should keep the penny as currency. The kids are alright.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Emelihter Kihleng, Pohnpeian Poet


Right: Emeli festooned with lei during her reading at the Center for Hawaiian Studies, April 2008. Melanie Ried thinks Emeli is all that and then some.

My Urohs
(Kahuaomanoa Press 2008) is the new book of poetry from Emeli Kihleng, a UH alumn. In fact, I remember some of these poems in their nascent stages during Robert Sullivan's workshop back in 2005. Emeli has since gone on to teach in Micronesia as a Micronesian English teacher amongst faculty comprised mostly of foreigners. In her no holds-barred style, Emeli describes this experience in "No Post in Colonialism in COM (College of Micronesia)":

they say:

it's a trait they don't have here
they are not thorough
they can't copy a sentence
they don't eat green stuff (vegetables)
because they say it's pig food
it's pitiful, it's hopeless they say
they can hire some yokel dokel dong to do it
(on teaching developmental English courses)

it's different in the real world, they like to say


Another favorite poem of mine is "Destiny Fulfilled?" about sending a care package to her childhood friend who is stationed in Iraq, a pointed critique of Pacific Islanders recruited into the U.S. military, as this excerpt conveys:

the smiley thug soldiers keep recruiting
on Saipan, Majuro and Palau
brown islanders signing away their freedom
on islands seized by "liberation"
60 years before

I ponder these statistics as
she sends me email forwards
about "friends vs. best friends"
postcards that read
"On Patrol: Operation Iraqi Freedom"

As Albert Wendt writes in the back cover blurb: "[H]er voice is a new fusion of English and Pohnpeian, the result of her upbringing and life in Pohnpei, Guam, Hawai’i, and the USA."
Right on, Emeli - hope I can still visit you on Guam and maybe Micronesia one day.
For more info on My Urohs visit Kahuaomanoa Press at http://kahuaomanoa.googlepages.com

Ngugi wa Thiong’o at UH Manoa


"Monolingualism is not a good thing for the world." Ngugi wa Thiong’o

Above: Ngugi and Noe Noe Silva in the English Dept. UH Manoa
, April 2008


This past spring semester was a blur of writing and teaching, but a few particularly inspiring moments come to mind. One was Ngugi's visit to UH Manoa as the Inouye Lecturer, sponsored by the American Studies department. Generous as he is, he also gave lectures in various departments, including a visit to the English Department as part of a panel with Political Science PhD candidate and fellow Kenyan Sam Opondo, Dr. Shankar from English, and Dr. Noe Noe Silva, also from Political Science.

Ngugi reminded us that Decolonising the Mind (1986) is "intimately tied to the Pacific," recounting the story of how a visit to Aotearoa (New Zealand) and discussions with Maori he had met inspired him to write the book for which he is most well-known. Speakers on this panel addressed how relevant Decolonising is to studies of politics and language, and in their own work, more than 20 years later.

Ngugi responds: "Recovery of languages is part of saving the world."

Beforehand, I had joked with Cheryl that we need to send Ngugi to the Philippines as the solution to all of our woes. Oddly enough, Ngugi then brought up the Philippines as an example to support his point about colonized memory: "Wherever Europe went, they planted their memory." The starting memory of the Philippines? King Philip. The effect of being named after its conquerer is the message "I belong to Philip" - and this is the beginning of memory for the Malay inhabitants of this archipelago in the China sea that happened to be in the path of the Spanish. If the Spanish colonialists planted memory on bodies and minds through language, then, Ngugi explains, "decolonising the mind is resurrection of another memory" - the buried memory of place and minds.

Who am I?

A return to the previous state of being, Ngugi asserts, has the effect of "securing a base [of identity? of power?] in order to effectively engage, in order to give and take" in the world.
A country that survives by supplying cheap labor to the rest of the world has no traction. It's all give, no take.

Fuck. No joke.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Girl Fest Honolulu 2007

November, 2007: Girl Fest rocked. Here are but two of the talented artists who totally rocked Anna Banana's and NextDoor: Emily Wells and Imani. Sweet!