Friday, May 30, 2008

¿Que tal?






Hey everybody. So today we went to Segovia, about an hour north of Madrid. Segovia is probably the last stopping point for the Muslims as they controlled Spain over a millennium ago. Most of the architecture, therefore, has a very amalgamated influence from both Christianity and Islam. I have pictures and I´ll post some of them, but I´d probably rather show you in person. The three major places in Segovia, a small town, are La Iglesia de Vera Cruz (Church) y la Alcazar (Castle, in short Arabic). The Church was a crucial religious post for the Knights Templar during the 12th to 13th century and at one point allegedly protected one of the pieces from the cross Christ was crucified on. The Castle itself is famous for not only housing the Spanish monarch during the time when Fernando y Isabella united the Castillian and Aragon kingdoms, but also because of its unique look, which was the precise castle that inspired Walt Disney when creating the Disney castle for Cinderella. Also, there´s a Roman Aqueduct that´s pretty cool. Legend says that a women whose job it was to carry buckets of water from one town to the other made a compact with the devil in order to alleviate her stress. The Devil promised that he´d build her a way to get the water across towns with ease, and the conditions were that the Devil would finish it in a day. But the Devil only came out at night to work, so when the sun rose the next morning, he was one stone block short. His inability to finish the obra de architectura saved the soul of the woman, whose contract was null and void, but still had the devil to thank for the aqueduct. In reality, the one stone that´s missing is a result of the architectural integrity of the structure, the extra stone would have thrown off the balance of the engineering feat. It was pretty cool. Taking a nap now and then heading off to Atocha, and the famous discoteca Kapital (7 stories high) with everybody. Should be interesting. Ciao!

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Reunión hoy!






Today we had our first day, walking around, telling us how cool and unforgiving Madrid can be. I took some nice photos for now. Just basics. The places you´ll see are by La Universidad Complutense, quite possibly one of the largest in España. The nearest metro stop is Moncloa, nice easy access to mi casa. The fourth pic is the building for the Ministry of Defense, kinda of like the national guard building by RFK Stadium in DC.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Day One Culmination

Once again, Hola de Madrid!

Last time I wrote I was just chillen, took a siesta. I was really tired. Damn Jetlag that I've never experienced. I decided to go outside for a walk by myself while my Senora was having a therapy session (she's a therapist, and uses floral essence and fragrance to relax her patients as they discuss their issues). She actually just finished her Masters thesis on the scientific relationship between the smell of certain flowers and the mitigation of PTSD. I know it sounds absolutely ridiculous, but who am I to judge?

The city is really pretty. Lots of little kids around, small streets, packed mini-cars, all that one would expect in the center of a European city. I managed, due to hunger, to find a Burger King (and trust me, I was looking for something a tad more authentic) to grab a bite. 1.70 E for a burger is like 2.50 in the US...damn exchange rate, but it satisfied my hunger.

Upon coming back, we went out again to the Supermercado. Much like peapod, this supermarket delivers groceries after you buy them. Pretty cool. Their bread is much smaller than ours, as is their milk. In fact, milk comes in these tiny containers that have tiny little spouts, like hershey's chocolate bottles. Oh growing food shortages...

We walked back, she told my Spanish was pretty good, which is a good thing. She also speaks English fluently, which is both a plus and a minus. The plus is that she helps me figure out new ways to say things. The minus is that she's originally from Argentina, an english section of Buenos Aires, and has a diverse family, so everybody speaks English, and frankly, I think she prefers it. We got back and I decided to take a jog. Down about 3 blocks is the Calle de la castellana, a long turnpike. Picture Queens Blvd, just cleaner. The city looked gorgeous, really clean, so I ran up and down this granite path and I made sure not to stretch in public. For those of you that don't know, stretching in Spain is a sort of benign taboo, much like sneezing without covering your mouth in the US or anywhere in fact. It's strange. But when in rome...
I got tired after about 20 minutes, head back, took a shower, and am waiting for dinner. More updates tomorrow.

En Seria?

Yup folks...I'm in Madrid. The flight sucked, well it wasn't thatttt bad. This little annoying Portuguese girl next to me kept staring at me, wondering why I was switching back and forth from reading El Pais to my English book. It was weird.

Good food though I must say, they got us there early, buen trabajo Iberia!

So the taxi back to the homestay was a pretty incredible ride. The highway that we traveled on, la avenida de america (because in Spain, to them, there is only one American continent), was beautiful and much like the Southern state, but with less green. The cars were pretty much the same, and they did drive on the right, interestingly enough.

The city is nowhere near the size of new york, but absolutely gorgeous from what I've seen. My apartment is on the calle (street) Fernandez de la Hoz, 58. My Senora is an elderly woman probably about 60, who speaks spanish and english well and is really cool. She's got two cats! Yay animales. She sat me down and basically went over keys, food, everything...really nice. And u

I'm pretty exhausted by now, but I'm actually not nervous at all for this adventure, which makes me really happy. I've been waiting a while for this trip. At the airport I met two RAs and a couple of coordinators and they told me my Spanish was really good, another plus. But when I realized my bag had ripped during flight and we went to baggage claim to get a receipt and more money for a new bag, I had to pretend I knew no Spanish so they could act surreptitiously in getting me more money. It felt pretty cool realizing that they felt my Spanish was good enough that they could tell me to act dumb (and speak English lol). Anyways, I'm gonna see what's around this city. And Dad, Everything is secure.

More updates, and fotos luego.

Hasta pronto!

Friday, May 23, 2008

Unsalvagable Incoherence

So I'll spare you my normal geopolitical lectures and focus once again on the poor excuse of a metropolitan baseball team.

Setting aside the fact that the 140 million dollar Mets risk becoming an average team, losing fan support before a brand new stadium opens, and SNY continues to falter, I'm simply an aggressive, annoyed Mets fan, as many can empathize. (not the Joe Beningno Type...I haven't had an aneurysm yet while complaining).

Let's not harp on broad, dumb things and get straight to the facts. As of Friday, May 23rd, the New York Mets are 1 game under .500, 4th in the NL East in a thank-the-lord parity league, have two stellar pitchers, a shaky rotation, a pin-up closer, more injuries than Hillary Clinton will have once the media gets done with her, and just got swept by an organization so bad, it makes my blood curdle. And I'm not talking about PETA, I'm speaking of the mighty Braves down south, a team whose hometown media rants and raves about the suckiness of the Mets, while they also have little to be proud of. Next time the team I favor wins 14 g-d damn National League East Titles, I'd expect more out of then than a single World Championship. As much as I hate to say it, some Yankee 'smart' fans, have a right to bitch.

Anyway, I think the problem rests not with Willie (though the thought that he actually thinks he can manage a major league bullpen is as ridiculous as when Joe Namath thought he'd actually get something out of ESPN Sideline Reporter Suzy Kolber) and somewhat with Omar. Matthew Cerrone of Metsblog.com (my fav! - yeah I went there) makes a good point that Omar tends to deplete the farm system, and might not be able to adapt to the changing business of baseball, where teams hold onto their grown boys and trade less. Frankly, while I wouldn't pay Castillo THAT much and Beltran hasn't lived up to his earnings, I still cannot fault Omar. I can hold him accountable, but not personally responsible.

Watching the past few weeks, I can say two players stick out in my mind as culprits of this fever. Before I continue, G-d Bless Ryan Church (even though you apparently told your ex-g/f that she was going to hell cuz she was Jewish....all is good).

a) Jose Reyes:
- Hitting subpar
- Looks Inexperienced as in '03-'04
- Too many SOs
- Low ABs, thereby, not as many steals.
- Doesn't really 'look' into it.
My buddy Justin pointed out that in 2006 (which of course was the coulda-shoulda-woulda year) there was a system that clicked with each inning in most games. Jose Reyes hit ball/walk, Paul Lo Duca move Reyes over, 3,4,5 hitters finish job, score run(s). Why is this basic, mechanical process not occuring again? Well, I think a lot of it comes down to (b).

b) David Wright:
Yes I know what you're gonna say...how in the world could I put a guy who has 35 Rbis, 8 Hrs, 6 sbs, and 50 hits onto the hit list. Well, when you're hitting .286 with an okay OPS, there's something to be said, not yelled. Wright is not hitting poorly though. So I'll give him credit that he's avoiding the hitting plague. But what he hasn't done is spoken up. And I don't mean screaming and yelling and all that nonsense, I mean really become a true leader. Ryan Church, after getting a concussion two games ago, came in to pinch hit in a sticky situation, and got a single. Reliable, Consistent, a mental leader per se who leads by example. But let's be honest, Church, a 3 month veteran of the Mets, can't pick up these team. Wright can. Wright needs to convey, however, that this is not about us, its about them, and I think when he comes in and makes some big hits, and starts acting more like a leader and less like the pretty posterchild, that the mentality of this team might change. It's not a formula, it's a theory. I really like Wright, he seems like a great baseball ambassador. The guy allegedly (and I believe him) doesn't smoke, do drugs, is good with kids, has a charity organization that he personally runs, is a good baseball player, and a overall nice guy. But it's time for his teammates to see him less like that cheerleader and more like the consistent Jeter or fiery but nevertheless strong-headed Rollins. Dare I even say Chipper "larry" Jones? No...cuz he's a bastard. End of Story.

I'll always have faith in this team to pull it together. But while I'm in Spain, I'm just hoping for something to change. Ignore the media, fight each other, kill the Philly Fanatic as a team, just do something. Cuz at this point, I'm having terrible flashbacks of Pete Harnish, Rey Ordonez, and Rico Brogna...three cool, but mediocre players. Mediocrity in the Big Apple just isn't our style....

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Monday, May 19, 2008

El Equipo, El Tiempo, Los Mets!

Really nice to see them win tonight, rather possibly crush the Yanks. Ollie never let the wheels come off and settled in nicely. Church, man, what can I say...he's incredible. Fielding, Batting, he's done it all. Ryan Church is what Alex Rodriguez was to the Yankees last season early on, he's being an anchor.

Reyes looks like he might be breaking the slump, maybe he asked for Giambi's golden thong?

So the umps almost made a big boo boo. Well they did. My irritation at the reverse call wasn't the call itself (Umpires are only human), it was the fact that the Home Plate Umpire overruled the 3rd base umpire, and the 3rd base ump took it like a chump. I expected to see more conferring rather than a "Yes, Yes, Ok, Good" type decision-making process. Regardless, great win, let's keep up the momentum.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Good Read


Just read "First In", an account of the CIA team first placed in NA Afghanistan post 9/11, subsequently leading the fight against the Taliban. Interesting read, but I kinda wish it was better written. Read more like an intel report, but hey, I guess that's where the info's coming from...

Think Again

Interesting Article found in the Jerusalem Post about Obama. Basically says that talk is cheap, force is effective in so many words. Doesn't necessarily contradict my earlier notions about talk between the US and Europe (because we're not the Middle East or transnational terrorists), but does add a premium to military force. Check it out.


Weakness

The dichotomy between how Americans and Europeans think has been something many have discussed for years on end. Why do we act the way we do?

Most Europeans do not see the great paradox: their development, their passage into post-History (as Fukayama would discuss) has been dependent on the US not making that passage itself. What I mean to say is that over the last 60 years, Europe has transformed from a continent ravaged by constant warfare, in need of a Marshall plan of 23 BILLION dollars, to a social welfare union that has blossomed with the growth of a European Union community, soaring standards of living, and technologies on par or if not greater than their overseas ally, the US. But much of that has been predicated on the US' security blanket throughout the Cold War. When the US saw Europe as the battle field of capitalism versus communism, they not only boosted exports, but simultaneously boosted the European states. While Europe was left to spawn and develop beautiful, America has remained to fend off much of the monsters we deal with today.

So in 2003, with the Iraqi War pending, we saw a rift between the US and other European nations larger and more furious than ever. Regardless of how one views our reasons for war, the war has occurred, much to the chagrin of many Europeans. To better understand the differences in our opinions, we must look at what has developed overtime in terms of security and force.

The psychology of weakness, as Robert Kagan once wrote, is fairly easy to understand. If a man is walking in a forest armed with a knife, and a bear approaches, the man will most undoubtedly leave the bear alone; the only other option is to attack the bear, and most certainly, die. But that same man armed with a rifle might view that particular bear as an irritant that can be done away with easily. Flip back to 2003 when the US was arguing that Iraq, a nation more of a threat to the Saudis and Israelis, a nation thousands of a miles away, should be 'calmed', and most Europeans were arguing, "not worth it, shit's gonna go down". Whether or not (long term), Europeans have predicted the calamities of the invasion has yet to be determined, but they certainly proved that we would have a much harder time taming a bitter and divided Iraq than initially assumed. I'm not here to argue how the war could have been won or not lost, but rather to paint a better picture of why we thought the way we did, and why they thought the way they did.

To think that if a more cultural, global Barack Obama or a liberal democrat wins the presidency, he'll be more willing to hand over power to other institutions and engage with dictators and despots the world over would be naive. Just as would a citizen who believes Obama or Clinton can actually pull out of Iraq during their time as a President. People unfortunately need to get used to the idea as the US as an aggressive, lingering presence that comes with very good (economics, social ideas) and very bad (preemption, unilateralism) traits. As Robert Cooper wrote, "the challenge to the post-modern world is to get used to the idea of double standards". Europeans may operate "on the basis of laws and open cooperative security" but when dealing with the world outside of Europe, the US tends to revert to an earlier, European 19th century-esqe era, where force, deception, and realism are the ruling principles. Among ourselves, we keep the law, but when walking in the jungle, we use the laws of the jungle too. The hope is that eventually, someday, the US can enter a world, a paradise much like the EU (and let's be honest, it ain't that great :), but for now, the US, with all its vast power, remains stuck in history, left to deal with the tigers in the jungle.

These two opposing opinions: Europe loves rules, the US breaks rules is not the problem itself. The problem is the mentalities. American power is most assuredly used all of the time to better itself and subsequently advance human progress. Often, such pressure creates more problems that it solves. But the intentions are good. Regardless, many in Europe have come to consider the United States to be the outlaw, to be a rogue empire, a great satan in many ways. The same people who have since benefited from our engagement and deaths in WWII have now scorned our existence. Should I be a little ticked off: yes. Should I also understand why they consider us this bad giant: yes. How can we reconcile these notions?

Understanding is key. Through public diplomacy and continual engagement, our western bretheren can come to understand us and likewise, us them. PD can be a lifesaver, a way to bring people in contact with not just governments, but other people, helping to strategically preserve and perpetuate friendship. On the same token, while we have ALOT of work to do, so do many Europeans in changing their mindsets. To think that you've seen America is a simple as going to a BBQ, hitting up a ghetto, and then traveling and visiting an Evangelical Church is just as ludicrous as if I were to say that I know all about Canada cuz I watch hockey. Europeans need to realize our mindset too and realize our own history, warts and all.

The next time a European points to "US advocacy of massive torture" as they like to assume, remind them politely of the fact that the US freed more people than another other country in the history of the world, is attempting to do something revolutionary in the Middle East and Persia (WE NEED TO MOVE PAST OUR DISAGREEMENTS ON THE WAR 2003-2005 and begin to cooperate more), and has still included the EU on almost every major policy decision in the last decade, from visas to NATO in Afghanistan. Don't go walk away then, rather begin a discourse, start a debate, prolong a conversation. I guess a better way to understand this is think of it as if the US and Europe were once really best friends and they got into a fight over a girl. For weeks on end they were silent about their feelings, until one day, all those bottled up emotions was released, and Europe and the US went at it, kicking the crap out of each other. The US won, for now physically, but the fact is, the fight was never truly settled, because E and US never actually talked out their problems, they only fought. This might be productive if US had to beat up DPRK or Janjaweed Militias, but between another Western friend, doesn't do much to help the situation. In reality, our "kicking the crap of our each other" stage was the Iraq war debates, the freedom fries ridiculousness, and Schroeder's "I hate America" rantings. Now it's time to really get down to business. Rather than making fun of the fact that the EU can barely get a mission in Serbia or Africa started (I know you want to), we can help them as they can help us. This is a democratic team.

To understand force and power in the 21st century is to understand how both the US and Europe have grown, developed, and been dependent on each other. Some argue that the US is currently falling as a power, and this may be true. On the other hand, we've increased our strength on many industries, have the dominant status as an educational giant, and continue to bolster our already incredible military. Regardless, both peoples have a way to go before truly being friends, and hopefully, my ramblings have helped us take a step forward. Or maybe they confused the shit out of you. Either way, thanks for coming.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Breaking boredom

So I guess I initially started this blog by succumbing to a friend's desire to see my spiritual, emotional, and physical progress while I travel in Spain overtime, but also from a mountain of boredom, on a Saturday night, on Long Island. Personally, I'm not a big fan of blogs, but I acknowledge and very much respect their potential. They are, for all intents and purposes, living, breathing documents. If Said Person does not stop hounding me to write on my new blog, Said Person might be upset when Peyton "sprains" his ankle next season. Yeah, I went there, I know people from Jersey.

Believe it or not, Long Island, can be boring. It also doesn't help that most of my friends are away at school in DC, and I've pretty much shut down most connections to my hometown aside from my family, something that while momentarily agonizing, I don't really regret.

I've been watching "House" for a pretty long time, wishing that I could have that witty, genius sense of humor, simultaneously realizing that he's an actor as well. I seriously could keep going about the show, but frankly, at this point, it's in the past.

The one thing I will harp on is my desire for ice cream. I really want some ice cream. I think it may be that because everybody is gone, and I don't feel like getting up without meeting someone, that my desire for ice cream has grown exponentially in the past hour. Then I saw an awesome commercial for Dairy Queen. But, Dairy Queen doesn't even exist on this giant of an island. Why do you taunt me DQ?

One really nice thing to wake up to today (at 4 PM) was Billy Wagner finalizing a strong win by the Mets over crosstown Bombers. That was nice. Everybody's making a big deal about how pissed off Wagner was at particular players, and starts making wild accusations at his motives. All he said was that certain players need to be held accountable with regard to the media. Somehow, that got translated as "I hate Black People", because he might have pointed near or around Delgado's locker. First of all, Delgado is from the Dominican Republic, and mostly Hispanic. Second, Wagner probably is a racist, but nothing of comments insinuates any sort of the press he's received. That's as if I said "Guys, I really dislike coffee" and someone says to me "So why do you hate Colombians, in fact, all people south of the border?". Thus my anger.

The one thing you'll realize as I write this blog is that my mind moves really fast, often without any connection to the previous thought. My unconscious mind has quite the ability to control. Arite, I'm gonna finish my episode, sorry, webisode of House, ciao!