May 2001
NHL to Portland? |
A Night of Theatre in Portland: Restaurant: Yam Yam's Southern Barbecue / Play: Tongue of a Bird / Widmer Brothers Brewing Company |
Portland's Folly Bollards |
Itai, itai! |
Forwarding Address Required: Letters From Camp |
Visions of Tibet:
Himalaya: l'enfance d'un chef a.k.a. Caravan /
Tashi Jong /
À la recherche de Kundun avec Martin Scorsese (In Search Of Kundun With Martin Scorsese) /
Satya: A Prayer for the Enemy /
Phörpa (The Cup) /
Dao ma zei (The Horse Thief) /
The Reincarnation of Khensur Rinpoche |
Praise the Pathologists |
Continuing Medical Education |
Big Apple Weekend |
Ties Talk Update: Disturbing Survey and Pearl Harbor Movie |
Northwest Folklife Festival
- Northwest Folklife Festival
Over the Memorial Day weekend, while visiting my sister in Seattle WA,
we took in a bit of the 30th Annual Northwest Folklife Festival,
a four-day celebration of music, dance, food and crafts from around the world held at Seattle Center, the exhibition grounds
at the foot of the Space Needle. Hippies abounded -- "classic" and "TNG" varieties. The weather was fine, so people were
able to sit on the lawns to listen to music, eat food from the various sidewalk vendors, or participate in one of
the many drumming jam sessions. Ever mindful of the possibility of rain here, the organizers scheduled most of the musical
performances for indoor or covered stages.
We were there to see my sister's boss play with his band, Little Dogs,
as they provided the music for an hour of square and round dancing in the Flag Pavillion. It was a glimpse into a scene I knew little about.
The hall was full of people of varying ages milling about. Many had dancing shoes on, even if they were wearing shorts!
When the time came to dance, the caller announced from the stage what kind of dance was coming up, and the people arranged
themselves appropriately. First was a contra dance = two rows of partners facing each other. For the square and round dances,
groups would put their hands up showing with their fingers the number of couples they needed to complete their group.
When the dancers were set, the caller slowly walked everyone through the steps of the dance, after which the music and
the dancing started. The caller would say single words or short phrases to remind the dancers what they were supposed to be doing.
One had to understand the meaning of "swing your partner", "sashay", "doe-see-doe", "allemagne", and "promenade"!
Everyone looked to be having a wonderful time. For some, it even seemed to be exercise (mostly younger ones; the old folks moved smoothly and effortlessly)!
I can imagine the social role this kind of dance would have had in early village life: every villager would have to dance with everyone else
at some point in the dance. You would certainly get to know your neighbours this way. I don't know of any Japanese dance analogous to this.
Square dancing is a regular feature of the Northwest Folklife Festival, but the special focus of this year's iteration was on Korean culture,
with exhibits of contemporary Korean American art and film, and performances of traditional song and music. We saw the last half of
a special concert in the Opera House by folk singers from Korea. It was well attended, but would have been more of an educational
experience if only the announcer had explained the meaning and context of the songs.
- Ties Talk Update: Disturbing Survey and Pearl Harbor Movie
There is an update at the Ties Talk Message Archive,
including a string about Disney's latest blockbuster movie
"Pearl Harbor".
The Memorial Day weekend traditionally kicks off the summer movie season, so scheduling "Pearl Harbor"'s release for this Friday makes sense from a purely business standpoint.
But Japanese Americans in particular and Asian Americans in general are concerned that the timing -- so quickly on
the heels of the Spy Plane Over China incident,
the Ehime Maru accident, and
the Wen Ho Lee case -- may spark
anti-Asian sentiment in America. This apprehension is not unfounded. The
Committee of 100,
a Chinese American advocacy organization, recently released the results of a
disturbing survey,
which showed that a quarter of Americans have strong negative stereotypes of Chinese Americans.
And this survey was taken _before_ the Spy Plan incident!
Further, the study found that respondents did not differentiate between Chinese Americans and Asian Americans in general,
and many do not realize that cultural affinity does not necessarily imply political affinity.
- Big Apple Weekend
I am just back from two days in New York City.
- Continuing Medical Education
Pathology is very much (too much?) a behind-the-scenes medical specialty, which is rarely in the news.
One exception is the field of forensic pathology: forensic pathologists must regularly be in the public eye
as they testify in court to explain the findings of their autopsies on those who have met untimely deaths.
In the 14 May 2001 issue of the Canadian newsmagazine Macleans,
an article
reports on problems caused by the work of a former teacher of mine, Dr. Charles R. Smith of the
Hospital for Sick Children in Toronto ON. The article -- which I thought got a bit too personal at several points -- states that
in his role as Ontario's only pediatric forensic pathologist, Dr. Smith made some outdated interpretations of findings in
a few cases that led to difficulties for those involved.
Dr. Smith recruited me into the University of Toronto Pathology Residency Program back in 1986.
I remember he took very seriously the role of the autopsy pathologist as an advocate for the deceased, especially in cases of child abuse.
He was also one of the few computer-savvy pathologists at that time, which probably planted the seed for my interest in medical informatics.
Even though I have long since graduated, what he is experiencing continues to teach me: the importance of at least
periodic peer review of one's work, the need to keep one's knowledge current and view findings objectively,
and a reminder that pathologists' diagnoses can have repercussions, not only for the patient, but also those around them.
Dr. Smith has voluntarily stopped forensic work while his past cases are reviewed by an independent party.
I hope they find these few cases were the exception rather than the rule, so that Dr. Smith can resume
serving the people of Ontario.
-
Dead Wrong
How the faulty findings of an eminent pathologist led to erroneous murder charges and ruined lives
- Praise the Pathologists
The place where I work, called
Oregon Health & Science University as of 30 April 2001,
was in the spotlight this week as the United States Food and Drug Administration approved the drug Gleevec for sale
for the treatment of chronic- and acute-phase chronic myelogenous leukemia (CML). Gleevec,
formerly known as STI571, was found to inhibit the activity of BCR-ABL, an abnormal protein found in CML cells,
during a clinical trial led by Dr. Brian Druker, one of the OHSU oncologists (cancer specialists). Though they almost certainly
won't get any mention in the news stories about this therapeutic breakthrough, I think the
OHSU Department of Pathology's
hematopathologists -- pathologists who specialize in blood disorders -- deserve some credit for a) diagnosing the
CML so that the patients could be entered into the clinical trial, and b) monitoring the disease in each patient and confirming it
had gone into remission. The hematopathology workload increased dramatically during this clinical trial -- I would see
the hematopathologists working all day and into the evening to provide test results. Now that the drug is a success
and patients are flocking to OHSU for treatment, their workload hasn't gotten any smaller!
- Visions of Tibet
This month a
Tibetan Arts and Culture Festival is being
held in Portland to celebrate the
14th Dalai Lama’s visit 13-15 May 2001.
He is on a three-week, eight-city tour of the United States, which went to Minneapolis MN and Salt Lake City UT and
will visit Los Angeles, Madison WI, San Francisco, San Jose CA, and Washington DC.
In conjunction with the visit, the
Northwest Film Center
is presenting a selection of films about Tibet:
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Himalaya: l'enfance d'un chef (Himalaya: The Childhood of a Chief) a.k.a. Caravan
(France/Nepal/Switzerland/UK 1999; Dir: Eric Valli)
A beautiful film that shows the centuries-old traditions of the Dolpopa, people who live
in the Himalayas in northwest Nepal, and who survive by harvesting salt from a high
saline plateau, then taking it by yak caravan to the lowlands, where they trade it for grain.
A conflict arises when Karma, a young emerging leader, starts the caravan trip before the good luck
date determined by the village lamas. Tinle, the aging chief, sticks with tradition and heads out
on the appointed date with the few who remain, a ragtag group of mostly older followers.
They pass through some stunning mountain scenery, and on the way, Tinle's knowhow saves
the caravans from a killer blizzard. Karma and Tinle's grandson, the next chief apparent,
thus learn to respect and value tradition.
Director Valli spent 15 years in the Himalayas and came to know the Dolpopa
when doing photo essays about them for National Geographic magazine.
Valli and Dolpopa elders wanted to make a film that preserves the Dolpopa traditions
for future generations. The salt caravans of Dolpo are a dying tradition now that
Nepal's goverment is subsidising the spread of iodised salt from India as a public health
initiative. Ironically, the film has unintentionally also had a negative impact on Dolpopa tradition
it seeks to preserve. During the panel discussion by local experts that followed the screening,
we heard that Karma Wangel, who plays the grandson, caught the acting bug and,
rather than being a yak herder, is pursuing a career in movies!
The discussion was followed by Himalaya: The Making Of, a behind-the-scenes
video documentary short by Debra Kellner which shows the tremendous logistical challenges
Valli and his team had to overcome to bring this project to the screen. It also gives a more
realistic picture of what the Dolpopa are like today: they wear sunglasses, parkas and boots, and
some can speak English. We see chief Thinle riding in a helicopter with Valli to scout out filming locations,
and Karma Wangel wearing a Kansas City Royals baseball cap and wanting to take control, saying,
"Quiet on the set!" The film closes with one of the Dolpopa playing guitar for the crew between
scenes: Eric Clapton's Tulsa Time. Himalaya is already a historical film.
- Tashi Jong
(USA 1998; Dir: Barbara Green) 1/2
"Tashi Jong" means “Auspicious Valley” and is the name of the place in Northeast India
where approximately 600 religious refugees from Tibet have established a monastery, with a supporting village
for the lay community. This documentary shows what life at the monastery is like, and centers around the
preparation for a festival. The rituals and artifacts of Tibetan Buddhism are quite different from Japanese Buddhism,
possibly because to encourage adoption, Buddhists incorporated/adapted elements of the indigenous Tibetan religion,
just as what happened with Shinto in Japan.
-
À la recherche de Kundun avec Martin Scorsese (In Search Of Kundun With Martin Scorsese)
(France/USA 1998; Dir: Michael Wilson)
A very entertaining documentary about the filming of
Kundun,
Martin Scorsese's 1997 biographical film about the 14th Dalai Lama.
Scriptwriter Melissa Mathison tells about her dilemma of how to prove Scorsese was the right
person to direct a film about the Dalai Lama, a man who promotes non-violence.
Which film would she cite? Raging Bull? Mean Streets? GoodFellas?
Because permits could not be obtained in Tibet, the film was shot in Morocco, where Scorsese made
The Last Temptation of Christ. I enjoyed seeing Scorsese's work habits and his encyclopedic
knowledge of film history. One of the Buddhist monks is a film buff, and asks Scorsese how
his cameo as the irate passenger in Taxi Driver came about (the actor cast for the role
didn't show up). Portions of an interview with the Dalai Lama are included.
(BTW I love the name of this fiilm's distributor: Hollywoodn't.)
- Satya: A Prayer for the Enemy
(USA 1994; Dir: Ellen Bruno)
A short documentary about Buddhist nuns remaining in Tibet, who recount the abuse they endure at the hands
of the Chinese authorities. A non-dramatized version of the story told in
Lungta (Windhorse).
- Phörpa (The Cup)
(Bhutan/Australia 1999 ; Dir: Khyentse Norbu) 1/2
A heartwarming film about Tibetan monks exiled in Bhutan. Life in their monastery is like a boarding school,
with the usual characters that implies. The younger monks-in-training are soccer crazed -- the story is set during
the 1998 World Cup tournament -- and they arrange to have the final match shown at the monastery via rented satellite TV.
Apparently the plot is based on actual events. The tone is lighthearted, but the serious message is never far below
the surface: the abbott packs his belongings every night, in hopes that the next day will be the one when he can return to Tibet;
he wonders if the young monks-in-training will ever see Tibet.
- The Reincarnation of Khensur Rinpoche
(UK/India 1991; Dir: Ritu Sarin & Tenzing Sonam)
A documentary about an exiled Tibetan Buddhist monk's search for the reincarnation of his master,
Khensur Rinpoche, the abbot of Sera-Je Monastery in South India ("Rinpoche" means "treasured one").
He finds his master in the form of a delightfully impish four-year-old boy, and is assigned to care for him.
Suddenly at the age of 47, a man who has devoted his life to religion has to be a father.
- Dao ma zei (The Horse Thief)
(China 1986; Dir: Zhuangzhuang Tian) 1/2
A Tibetan man makes his living as a horse thief, but at the same time is a devout Buddhist. His clan banishes him,
but not in time to avoid the bad karma his thievery provokes. Slow moving, with irritating dubbed Mandarin dialogue.
Lots of unexplained rituals: throwing paper squares (with prayers printed on them?) from the hillside; wrapping rope around
a pole, bringing sheep into the enclosure; floating a skull raft down the river and throwing stones at it. Are these real or made up?
Some shots looked like they might have been impressive, but the print shown was scratched up and faded.
- Forwarding Address Required: Letters From Camp
This morning I heard that the
National Postal Museum at the
Smithsonian Institution
in Washington DC has a new exhibit called
Forwarding Address Required,
which will be on display for the next year. It features
letters written to Miss Clara Breed, a children's librarian in San Diego,
by Japanese American children in the
Poston internment camp,
during World War Two. Before the children were taken away, Miss Breed gave them
stamped and addressed postcards with instructions to
write to her once they arrived at their destination.
The letters include descriptions of internees' feelings and experiences,
and demonstrate the importance of mail to those isolated from their friends, family,
businesses, and community. Today, that would include (or be superseded by) e-mail!
But Miss Breed's good deed shows how aid does not have to be expensive or highly technical
to be of value.
- Itai, itai!
Last week, Moshi Moshi
the Japanese distance learning project Dorami-chan volunteers for,
presented Itai, itai, a song designed to teach the names of body parts:
"Itai, itai! [Body part] itai! (Ouch, ouch! My [body part] hurts!)".
It is a cute little ditty, but I didn't know Itai, itai is a real disease with a dark history
until I saw this recent article in the Yomiuri Shimbun:
Itai-itai disease is characterised by brittle bones, considerable pain (hence the name), and kidney failure.
During the Japan's rapid economic growth period in the 1960's, people living along the Jinzu River in Toyama Prefecture
developed these signs and symptoms. They had osteomalacia due to disturbed phosphate reabsorption
resulting from atrophy of the proximal tubules of the kidney, which was caused by cadmium.
It was subsequently found that the river, which they used for drinking water
and rice paddy irrigation, had been polluted by industrial cadmium discharged from Mitsui Mining and Smelting Co.'s
Kamioka mine, located in adjacent Gifu Prefecture.
Itai-itai disease was registered as Japan's first pollution-related disease in 1968,
and Toyama remains one of two well-described instances worldwide (the other was in New Zealand).
Understandably, Toyama prefectural representatives
made no mention of it at a 1997 goodwill meeting I attended!
Of Japan's industrial environmental disasters, Minamata disease (mercury poisoning) is known to more people
in the West as a result of
W. Eugene Smith's famous photograph
for LIFE magazine of a mother bathing her afflicted daughter. In 1998, after decades of cleanup efforts,
Minamata Bay fish were declared safe for human consumption again.
- Portland's Folly Bollards
I have been very impressed with the
volunteer program at the
Portland Center for the Performing Arts.
In the short time since Dorami-chan decided to join,
PCPA has been quite efficient at finding roles that suit her and training her for them.
This morning I tagged along to a lecture that provided PCPA volunteer tour guides with background
on the Folly Bollards, a whimsical piece of public art that lines Main Street
between Broadway and Park Avenue (between Arlene Schnitzer Hall and Newmark Theatre).
Bollards are the usually utilitarian posts that separate pedestrian and motor traffic.
What makes the Folly Bollards special are their bronze caps: each has a sculpture of a "wise fool"
character from the mythology of a different culture. They were installed in 1998, the year I came to Portland,
and I have always wanted to learn more about them.
PCPA arranged for the creator of the Folly Bollards to give the lecture.
I was surprised (but in retrospect shouldn't have been) to learn that the speaker was
Valerie Otani,
a Japanese American artist I have met before through her involvement in local Asian American drumming group
Portland Taiko!
(Last summer, we built a taiko drum together.)
She explained her inspiration (the harlequin pattern of the pavement along that stretch of road),
her research, a bit about each of the 10 characters, and the physical process of casting the figures.
She also touched on an unfortunate but necessary design consideration for public art -- making it vandal- and theft-proof.
The Folly Bollards |
Monkey King (China)
Mischievous comic of the Peking Opera, a divine leader with special powers |
Arlecchino (Italia)
One of the principal characters of
Commedia Dell'arte.
Not so smart, but shrewdly witty. |
Anansi (West Africa/
Caribbean)
A trickster spider |
Mongwi Koyemsi (Pueblo Indian)
Clown, curer, messenger, sage, fool |
Jester (Europe)
Royal court entertainer and political commentator |
Nasreddin (Middle East)
Ingenious bumbler with common sense and wit |
Nulamal (NW Coast Indian)
Uncouth "Mucus Man" of the Kwakiutl ceremony, with a huge, runny nose |
Sidha Karya (Bali)
Comic and sacred character from
Topeng theatre |
Taro Kaja (Japan)
Cunning bumbler from
Kyogen drama |
El Viejito (Mexico)
Ceremonial buffoon of feast days and dances |
Valerie has also participated in
school art programs
and other public art projects, such as the 7th floor elevator lobby of
OHSU's
Doernbecher Children’s Hospital,
the artwork for stations along the
Westside MAX light rail line from Portland west to Hillsboro,
and the new
Interstate MAX,
from Portland north to the Expo Center.
Her artwork for Expo Center Station
is particularly significant, as this was where Portland's Japanese Americans were rounded up in World War II,
prior to being sent to internment camps further inland.
Outside of Oregon, Valerie also co-created a work called
Bridge Between Cultures,
a series of metal grillwork panels lining the Weller Street Pedestrian Bridge in Seattle WA,
which links the International District
and Pioneer Square behind King Street Station.
The panels highlight the active exchanges of culture and trade goods between Asia and America.
- A Night of Theatre in Portland
Sherry Okamura, an actress we met in a
Portland Taiko
Japanese drumming course, told us she was appearing in a local play, so went to see it
with some other class alumni and made an evening of it:
-
Yam Yam's Southern Barbecue
Locals rave about this northeast Portland eatery's homestyle southern fare,
though I have trouble seeing its appeal. It isn't the decor -- Fast Food Basic:
ordering counter at the front and numerous seating booths. The service is friendly
and the portions are big, but the flavours are either absent -- bland jambalaya
and rice and beans -- or garishly overdone -- pork ribs slathered in a ketchupy barbecue sauce,
perhaps in an attempt to moisten the dry meat underneath; collard greens so salty
it should come with an extra glass of water to wash it down; and candied yams that
are more sugar than vegetable. Still, there was a line of customers out the door
who clearly feel otherwise.
Yam Yam's Southern Barbecue, 339 NE ML King Blvd Portland, OR 97211 (503) 978-9229
- Tongue of a Bird
This relatively new play by Ellen McLaughlin
explores parent-child and, more specifically, mother-daughter relationships.
Dessa (Ithica Tell), a mother whose daughter (Angela Rollins) has been kidnapped,
hires Maxine (Sherry Okamura), a search-and-rescue pilot, to find the missing child.
Maxine stays with her grandmother (Trish Egan) while on the mission, which stirs up
some unresolved issues surrounding Evie (Julie Cowden), the mother of Maxine and
daughter of her grandmother.
It is a wordy play -- for much of the 2-hour running time, the main characters take turns
delivering monologues. Maxine is the hub of what little action there is, speaking with a
different one of the other characters in successive scenes.
Those who don't love language are apt to be bored, despite some strong performances.
The role of Maxine is the meatiest, and Sherry certainly explored its full emotional range.
Tell's booming voice and heartfelt emotions as Dessa were a good foil to the initially reserved Maxine.
Rollins is just 11 years old and in her first play, but seemed like a veteran.
Cowden's Evie didn't rate with the others, but how much can one do while suspended from a wire?
Judging from the reviews of previous productions (see below), it seems that director
Carmella Lanza-Weil's staging was fairly standard. A unique and effective aspect of
this production was the original music by Portland composer Stephen Hoyt.
The play was not written multiethnic, but the producer, MediaRites,
is a non-profit organization whose mission is to promote acceptance, understanding and education between communities,
and so a diverse cast was assembled.
Maxine calls her grandmother something that sounds like "Baa-chan", Japanese
for "grandmother". We thought maybe Sherry had inserted some of her heritage into the play.
But she was actually saying the name as written -- "Babcia", which is Polish for "grandmother"!
Interstate Firehouse Cultural Center
5340 N Interstate Ave, Portland, OR 97217-4571 Phone: (503) 823-2000. Tongue of a Bird closes 12 May 2001
-
Widmer Brothers Brewing Company
We wound down at the home of what I consider some of the best
local microbrew beers,
in a renovated brick heritage building with high ceilings and great view of the
Fremont Bridge.
Dorami-chan was pleased to see that,
unlike most of the bars we have been to in Portland, this one has a dessert menu.
The chocolate mousse cake and rasperry cheesecake were very good and went well
with the full-bodied, coffee-like stout I sampled.
Widmer Brothers Brewing Company, 929 North Russell Street, Portland, OR 97227-1733 Tel: (503) 281-2437
- NHL To Portland?
It has been the subject of rumours for over 5 years: could a
National Hockey League
team be moving to Portland? Pittsburgh, Ottawa, Calgary, Phoenix, Carolina?
A local lobby group,
Portland Oregon Sports Authority,
put an official face on the campaign to bring the NHL to Portland
today with a press conference and a website,
NHL2PDX.com.
They certainly picked a good time for their announcement, what with last week's early playoff exit by the
Portland Trail Blazers.
The NBA's highest payroll put in a pitiful performance, and who knows,
thousands of disgruntled fans might be willing to switch sports!
Much as I would like to see POSA succeed, I don't like their campaign's chances. From what I have seen, hockey is not
very high in Portland's consciousness. (TRUE STORY: Dorami-chan
and I were in a sports bar watching the tense final minutes of regulation time in
Game 4 of the
Oilers-Stars series,
when some latecomers tried to switch the channel of our screen -- the only one in the place showing hockey --
to basketball. When we protested, they were incredulous: "You're watching this?
Are you serious?") Furthermore, the NHL is the most troubled of the major sports circuits,
and prospective owners (at least those with business smarts)
will steer clear until the league gets its financial house in order.
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