3 Minute Middlebury College Blog

Yesterday we presented - in Espanol (I'm enrolled in a 7 week Escuela de Espanol) at Middlebury College.

There were four of us. Me, Kennii from Nigeria (and Stanford University), Bob from Brazil, and Jo - all Spanish 1.5 students presenting on environmental subjects to the students of Middlbury's prestigious summer language college (my wife is Director of the School of French).

Here is a link to my 5 minute presentation on "fotos falsas" and collateral damage.  I was joined by Technico Rudy of Queztatenaga Guatemala.

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1drREMgKyYxSNks2prc0SutacLbUAAF5l/edit?usp=sharing&ouid=108266863784829595501&rtpof=true&sd=true

It went over very well. 

People can tell the difference between photos taken in professional refurbishing and recycling factories, and poverty porn pictures of random children placed atop of home-generated junk.

Kehinde “Kennii” Ekundayo has become a friend in the class.  Her presentation was about use of art to draw attention to global warming etc.  Bob and Jo also spoke about warming.  

I spoke about NGOs creating an atmosphere to arrest smart technicians in poor countries doing what my grandfather taught me about - fixing a rich person's broken thing.

80% Ewaste Hoax is dead.

https://www.sdsu.edu/news/2024/05/sdsu-international-student-secures-coveted-spot-in-stanfords-art-history-doctoral-program





DNA Immigration

Most "Illegal" Immigrants to the USA have 40-60% Native American, Indigenous, DNA.

Most legal Immigrants to America have 5%-15% (or lower) genetic North American DNA.

Quantitative Estimation Group
Est. % Native American Ancestry (average)
Unauthorized immigrants (mostly Central America, Mexico) ~40–60%
Legal immigrants (global distribution) ~5–15% or lower

Humans whose ancestors lived in North America are being told to obey migration rules invented in Europe. Lines drawn on maps by white people are somehow sacrosanct. But a DNA map shows that native north Americans are given less access to North America.
In my opinion, what is going on with xenophobia right now started with California's first marijuana legalization for medical purposes. It created a wink-wink economy for pot without a legal source to grow it. Arizona wound up a transport hub, and narcotics followed.

Leftist activists who organized "caravans" under Obama created a wave of immigrants educated (marketed) on how to overwhelm the USA's asylum law system. The current Trump efforts are anti-marketing. Sure, there are real differences of opinion, in between. But the anti marketing made sense and is working, and the "overwhelm the system" marketers have some blame.



Robin's 35 Wedding Anniversary: A Memorable Insight (Holy Ghost Blog)

1. Will your unbaptised child burn in hell?

2. Will your uncertified laptop burn in Agbogbloshie?

The authorities certified my wedlock, and the authorities certify my reuse sales. Massive edifices of cathedrals were built on money from the paid certification of cemetaries, births, baptisms and marriages. 

Thirty five years is most of my adult life.  My partner is a Ph.D in francophone literature and director of the USA's most prestigious language institute. She also set up the Middlebury College language program semester in Yaounde, Cameroon (where I did my Peace Corps service from 6/1984-12/1986).  I'm enrolled in the Middlebury College Escuela de Espanol ahora mismo.  It's a small world.


When we were married in July 1990 in Toulouges, France (her parents Catalan hometown, outside of Perpignan) it was a long haul for a lot of Americans who attended, including my parents and my grandparents - Clarence and Lauradean Fisher of Ridgedale, Missouri.  Clarence is the inspiration for the chapter of Adam Minter's Secondhand - "A Rich Persons Broken Thing" - about the value repair can add. It was the thesis of  my international career, that knowledge to repair what someone else doesn't know how to repair is an honest economic tool, and the nations which exited poverty most quickly despite the "Resource Curse" were countries that repaired and refurbished and remanufactured at a mass scale.

But today's memorable insight from the wedding was another visitor from Columbia, Missouri, where I grew up until age of 5 (as my dad got his Ph.D in Mass Communications and Journalism).  I didn't know Pamela in Columbia, but met her in 1984 when we were both assigned to TEFL posts in the north of Cameroon (she was in the far north, Maroua, I was in the close north, Ngaoundal - 3 hours south of Ngaoundere by train. 

Pamela was my "best man".

So the anecdote from the wedding was about Pamela, an African American woman from Missouri, and her meeting my Mom, daughter of Clarence and Lauradean, who were all from Taney County Missouri.  And how much Pam and my Mom had in common from attending a Midwest/Southern American church.  Black church in the USA and Pentecostal Church from rural USA had a LOT in common.  Fire and brimstone, emphatic preachers, songs and clapping, interruptions of Hallelujah. From Mark Twain's Huckleberry Finn we have a snapshot of the roots of these Churches....

"He was the innocentest, best old soul I ever see. But it warn’t surprising; because he warn’t only just a farmer, he was a preacher, too, and had a little one-horse log church down back of the plantation, which he built it himself at his own expense, for a church and schoolhouse, and never charged nothing for his preaching, and it was worth it, too. There was plenty other farmer-preachers like that, and done the same way, down South."

In particular, I remember my Mom and Pam both laughing about their earliest doubts about the church their parents were so intent on baptizing them into. In particular, the common practice of the "Holy Ghost" or "Holy Spirit" to inhabit the soul of a churchgoer who would rise, possessed, and speaking in tongues.


Mom and Pam both laughed about the same moments they asked themselves... "Of all the people in our congregation, why does God and the Holy Ghost always choose Mrs. Anderson to possess?  And why doesn't it ever 'possess; me or my parents??"

This was not a mustard seed of faith, this was the mustard seed of logic and reasonable doubt... and helps to explain why neither Pam (who also married a French citizen, Laurent, who also continued working in Africa for decades after they met during our PC service in Cameroun) nor my mother raised their own kids in a fire-and-brimstone church.

There's a pattern here, and it has a lot to do with E-Stewards and R2 Certification and the Charitable Industrial Complex - which this blog has always associated with temple of authority.