Thursday, June 27, 2013

What are the kids doing online?

In a written test, I asked my engineering class to list (with short descriptions) fifteen websites that are important to them.

The top five (in no particular order) shouldn't surprise you:
Google, Facebook, Yahoo, Twitter, Youtube.

Also in the top twenty-five are (I didn't write a tally or anything, but each of these sites appeared in about 10 of 75 students' lists):
  • Wikipedia, Amazon, Yahoomail, Gmail, Wordpress (they recently created a wordpress class blog).  
  • Tumblr, Instagram, Skype, Goal, Dictionary.
  • Tubidy, 4shared, KAT.ph, PirateBay, waptrick.
  • TooXclusive, NotJustOK (local music blogs), KhanAcademy (they were assigned this in class), their university site (variations on the URL, the address should be made more catchy and short I guess), CircuitAtlantic (shopping). 
Nigerian Entertainment and Music News
 Also quite popular (next 35): 
mp3skull, mediaTVzone, hulkshare, Beemp3.
Answers.com, Wikihow, The course website, the class blog...
CNN, BBC, Ask.com, Bing.
BellaNaija, LindaIkeji, Nairaland, Naijapals.
Nairabet, ESPN, Livescores, CNET.
Forbes, Fortune, EOnline, 2go.
Bookboon, Jumia, Konga, Ebay, 
FlyAero, ArikOnline, Wakanow, GSMArena,
Blogger/Blogspot, GTbank, downloads.nl

They also seem to be interested in
British Football Clubs: manutd, chelseafc, arsenal
Naruto and other manga: narutoget, mangacentral, mangafox, ...
Games and gaming: ign, specific MMORPG games
Pornography: I honestly forgot site names
Some massively multiplayer online role-playing game called Dragonball

FOREX trading, work, and money: Naira4dollar, freelancer, babypips, forextrading ...
Engineering and school: allaboutcircuits, javatutorials, udemy, codeacademy, sagemath (assigned in class), mathematical,
Philosophy: philosophyquotes, EncyclopediaOfPhilosophy,
Fashion: asos, topman, ...

Mainstream media: Punch, Vanguard, Sun (all confusing URLs), Aljazeera, 
University/Tween news: CampusHeatHQ
Bible and Church: Bible, Pastor Chris, this church or that...
More downloads, football, and social networks:  flashscore, badoo


This data is important because, well, one wonders what the young ones are up to.  The popular youth-targeted online properties in Nigeria seem to appeal to the about-30 crowd, not so much to the tweens.

Other notes:
These students are quite alike.  Amazing how they use much the same words to describe sites, e.g.
Google: find "anything in the whole world", "if it's not on google, it's not a question."  They're in awe of google.
Skype is not so much a video chat application as a collection of friends to stay in touch with.
Facebook allows you to share different types of things e.g. pics, videos. 
Wikipedia is useful for "history", or it's "a search engine."
Twitter is for your "thoughts" or "feelings," but sometimes for news and celebrities.
CircuitAtlantic delivers to you in Nigeria.
Jumia and Konga are Nigerian e-commerce sites.
Then they mis-spell Zuckerberg, murder Sergey Brin, and mangle Bezos.

Fewer girls than I thought - 13 of 75 is not even 20%.
The girls don't have as many fashion sites as the boys have football sites.
The students are into their games, cartoons, and animateds.
Hmm, they're not getting enough homework obviously :)

They have freelancer but not jobberman?  So gigs over jobs?
They're on tooXclusive more than notjustOK? 
This is not the bellanaija crowd, leave that to the staff. 
I'd never even heard of naruto.  Or circuitatlantic.   Never heard of tubidy or udemy. 

Oh OK, which of them is Naruto then?
I consider myself an expert on Naija web habits, but live and learn, I guess.
BTW, some of the kids are watching me online.  Hi. 

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Monday, June 24, 2013

The answer is no

I'm not going to buy Jumong and be condemned to eighty-one hours of viewing pleasure.  If I can resist, that is.
For now, I'm sleepless watching its counterpart Korean historical drama series titled Kingdom of the Wind(s).  Oh, it's amazing.  Only about 36 hours long, of which I've now seen 23 or so. 

You should try Kingdom of the Winds too because:
You'll fall in love with "the East"...They're just like us inside?  Who would have thought?  Best -scapes ever.  Mountains and fields and sunsets, oh my.  Gold-coloured fabric everywhere.  Beautiful people.  Statecraft, diplomacy, leadership, honour.  Swordfights every half hour.  Ninja stuff.  Subtitled in good, classy English apparently by PhD Shakespeare scholars.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Simple beautiful phone redesign

As someone who really really can't stand the look of cell phones, I am so happy to see this: Speak into pinkie, listen by thumb. It's just an integration of the speakers and earpiece into a glove - so simple.  And if you try putting your hand to your cheek to talk you'll see what a brilliant and natural solution it is.
Why am I so excited?   I've felt really irritated about the look of cell phones from day one.  Present-day phones look like gadgets, tablets, rocks, and not like telephonic aids.  Classic phones, with their curves and knobs, are actually more appealing.  But this talk by hand phone, is just delish.  I LOVE IT.  I love it. 

Links:
On the market - buy now.
More "glove phone" pictures
Also a way of recycling old phones: The possibilities of gadget recycling have been explored by artist Sean Miles who has created gloves that double as a mobile phone. Using mobile components from handsets recycled through O2, Sean Miles’ “Talk to the Hand” project implants them into vintage Mui Mui and Pineider gloves...

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Monday, June 17, 2013

The NLNG Prizes, since 2004

The NLNG Nigeria Prize for Science
Past winners (wikipedia , news source )

2011, 2012 - no winner announced.
What am I doing?  I once put in a nomination - not of my work, but of a colleague's, just before said person won a MacArthur fellowship. 

2010 - Akaehomen Ibhadode for a precision die design with industrial applications.
He is a Professor of Manufacturing Engineering at the University of Benin.   Interview.  Video.

2009 - Jonathan Nok for genetic studies of the sialidase enzyme, which causes trypanosomiasis aka "sleeping sickness."
Andrew Jonathan Nok is a Professor at ABU (Ahmadu Bello University) in Zaria, Kaduna State.  Video.

2008 - Ebenezer Meshida for developing lateralite: a stabilizer for lateritic soils
Dr. Meshida runs TERRA Geotechnical Engineering and lectures at the University of Lagos.  Biography.  Interview.  Advocacy.  More.  Video.

2007 - none

2006 - Michael Adikwu for showing the use of snail mucin in the topical treatment of wounds and burns.
He was formerly a professor at University of Nigeria, Nsukka, and now co-ordinates STEP-B grants.   Source.  Biography.  Comments.

2005 - none

2004 - Alfred Akpoveta Susu and Kingsley Abhulimen for real-time leak detection methods for fluids in a pipeline network.
Susu is an Emeritus Professor of Chemical Engineering at University of Lagos. He was Abhulimen's PhD advisor.  Abhulimen lectures in the same department, serving as the staff adviser for the Society of Petroleum Engineers.  Biography. Books. News.



The NLNG Nigeria Prize for Literature
Reviewing the Prize, Philosophy Questioned Yet Again, Wikipedia, Past winners: 

2012 Fiction - Chika Unigwe for On Black Sisters Street
Comments: For her novel, she researched immigrant prostitution in Europe. 
Also shortlisted in 2012 were* Onaedo and Only A Canvas, from a longlist of ten: Ngozi Achebe (Onaedo: The Blacksmith’s Daughter), Ifeanyi Ajaegbo (Sarah House), Jude Dibia (Blackbird), Vincent Egbuson (Zhero), Onuora Nzekwu (Troubled Dust), Olusola Olugbesan (Only a Canvas), , E. E. Sule (Sterile Sky), Adaobi Tricia Nwaubani (I do not come to you by chance), Lola Shoneyin (The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives).  I've only read the last two.  Fun and witty and highly recommended. 

2011 Children -  Mai Nasara (pen name of Adeleke Adeyemi) for The Missing Clock
Comments: It's a sweet little story of a boy who buries a clock hoping it will grow as plants do and make his family rich.  
Also shortlisted that year were Eno's Story and The Great Fall from a long list of six: Uche Peter Umez (The Runaway Hero), Philip Begho (Aunty Felicia Goes to School), Ayodele Olofintuande (Eno's Story), Chinyere Obi-Obasi (The Great Fall) and Thelma Nwokeji (Red Nest.)

2010 Drama - Esiaba Irobi for Cemetary Road 
Comments: The author was born on the day of Nigeria's Independence October 1, 1960, and passed away in May 2010, five months before this award was made. Biography.  Video.
Also short-listed that year were The Killing Swamp and Little Drops from a longlist of eleven: Philip Begho (Leopard Woman), Onukaba Adinoyi-Ojo (The Killing Swamp), Esiaba Irobi (Cemetery Road), Akinwunmi Orjide-Ishola (Belly Bellows), Uwem Udoko (Broken Pots), Zainabu Jallo (Onions Make Us Cry), Uduak Akpabio (Perfect Mothers), Ziky Kofoworola (Queen Ghasengeh), Emmy Unuja Idegu (Ata Igala The Great), Irene Salami-Agunloye (The Queen Mother of Benin).  I have seen Little Drops and Onions Make Us Cry on stage at Terra Kulture. 

2009 Poetry - no winner was named (uh oh!)
There was a CORA book party that year celebrating the nine long-listed works/contestants:  Omo Uwaifo (Litany), Ahmed Maiwada (Fossils), Lindsay Barrett (A Memory of Rivers), Odoh Diego Okenyodo (From a Poem to its Creator), Hyginus Ekwuazi (Love Apart), Musa Idris Okpanachi (The Eaters of the Living), Ademola Dasylva (Songs of Odamolugbe), Nengi Josef Ilagha (January Gestures) and G’ebinyo Ogbowei (Song of a Dying River).  This list includes some truly engaging and inspiring poetry. I really loved Love Apart and Odamolugbe.  I also read Eaters, a good and very angry work.  More: author interviews 

2008 Fiction - Kaine Agary for Yellow Yellow
Comments: The work was literarily simple, and I wanted to snob it, but the story - so vivid - has inspired my writing.  
Other novels longlisted that year: Unbridled by Jude Dibia (on the shortlist), Dream Deferred by Ozioma Izuora, Forever Chimes by Mark Nwagwu, Outrage by Promise Ogochukwu, The Conquest by Chinedu Eze, Treasure in the Wind by Odili Ujubuonu, Under the Brown Rusted Roofs by Abimbola Adunni Adelakun, Waiting for Maria by Ifeoma Chinwuba, When the Wind Blows by Camilus Chima Ukah, Wuraola Forever by Femi Osofisan as Okinba Launko. Besides Yellow, I've also read Brown Rusted Roofs which is a superb work.  

2007 Children - Mabel Segun / Akachi Adimora-Ezeigbo for Reader's Theatre / My Cousin Sammy, respectively.
Like 2011 winner The Missing Clock, My Cousin Sammy is a nice, well-executed children's tale.  I haven't tried Reader's Theater.  Both authors are well-known literary elders.  
Also shortlisted that year was Sam and the Wallet by Uche Peter Umez.

2006 Drama - Ahmed Yerima for Hard Ground
I've watched at least one Yerima play and read another.  Fun.   
Also shortlisted that year: Ajayi Crowther by Professor Femi Osofisan, and Esoteric Dialogue by Emeka Egwuda. 

2005 Poetry - Gabriel Okara / Ezenwa Ohaeto for The Dreamer, His Vision / Chants of a Minstrel, respectively.
Comments:  Posthumous prize for Ohaeto, who passed away that year.  Okara, famous for his poetry, also wrote some amazing children's stories.  I remember the day my mother showed up with Little Snake and Little Frog (1981) and An Adventure to Juju Island (1992).  Oh what a wonderful day it was.  
Honourable mention for Promise Okekwe (Naked Among These Hills)

2004 Fiction - no winner announced

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Thursday, May 30, 2013

Take me to another land

Arrested Development's Tennessee is much like a prayer.
Better known than their Tennessee is People Everyday, as in "I-iii am everyday people." I wonder how people come up with fresh, new, artistic stuff. Probably not by being conformist in everyday life.
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Speaking of crazy creatives, here is Jesse Jagz' latest, Redemption.
Jesse's work is not a complete match with my taste usually, but it ALWAYS excites me, impresses, entertains, intrigues me.  God bless you, Jesse.

I'm dreaming of Arab music. Take me to another land, y'hear?

Saturday, May 25, 2013

I painted Obama

Got the urge to paint this morning.  Having spent the wee hours watching a right-wing, campaign-era film about how bad life would be if Obama were elected president, I thought hey, why not paint the star-spangled banner (O say can you see...) and Obama's mug?  So that's what I did.  I think it worked out well - sparkly stars, dark tobacco lips, sizable ears, and a decent shade of brown.  I love mixing/making browns. 
Painting K - Obama - May 25 2013
 What's weird is that I had no photo to copy, just the memory from the video.  Memory is more powerful than we know, I suppose.  More photographic than we think.
To use up the left-over paint - waste not - I did this concept, think futuristic parking lot in some Tom Cruise Mission Impossible flick.  They're pods, not cars. 
Painting L - ipod - May 25 2013
 I'll show you all my previous poster-colours.  On April 3rd, I tried to imagine this dark-haired and pregnant Kim Kardashian in a striped dress.  Then I painted the shoes in front of me, my everyday green Columbia slippers and pink Mary Jane sandals.   The striped background is imaginary, just trying to dispose of the paint really.  Then I painted the decor in front of me - you've seen this one before - a cushion and two baskets. I had extra black so I did some sort of shall we say nuclear reaction and a twister.
In primary school when we used watercolours, I always had to draw an outline in pencil first.  But on TV, artists didn't paint between the pencilled lines.  In secondary school, JS1 - JS3, I mostly recall drawing and shading - pencil work - not painting.   Some fun drawings - Ife and Benin heads, light plays on still-lifes...
Painting F - Queen Kim Kardashian
Painting G - Footwear

Painting H - Still Life
Painting I - BIG BANG PHYSICS
Painting J - Twister/Tornado
 There's a nice pair from Feb 8th.
Corniche has a too-red beach/road, but I'm proud of the highway.  I was proud of it, that was only my second day of painting, and I thought it was special that I made the white median by excluding black.  Corniche is a real word and is the name of many scenic coastal highways e.g. Corniche el Nil (Cairo).  Apparently there's one in Doha, Beirut, ...
The second image is of a person lying in bed.  It took me a long time to do (few hours?) - some good browns, some strange browns. 
Painting D - Corniche
Painting E - Me repose
On February 3rd, I got started with this stuff.  The first two are probably not nice to look at, if you like harmony.  That was me learning what to do with a brush and a six-can set of moldy paint.
The third makes up for this by being very tranquil - what do you think?  Sol y Azul is the name of a Pasadena restaurant (maybe it's still there, there was a Buddha the food was ok, sort of Mexican if I recall?) and the title of at least one poem I wrote. 
Painting A - Red Skin Boil
Painting B - Virus
Painting C - Sol y Azul (Sun and Sky)
If any of these paintings is really crap to you, it's because my (phone) camera isn't very good.  Or the lens in your eyes.  Nighty-night. 

Friday, May 24, 2013

The worst movies I've ever seen

1. City of Angels
Nicholas Cage moping for  one, two hours.  I think somebody died or something.  I walked out, although I waited for it to be over first.  You see, I would watch anything. 
Who cares?
 2. The Blair Witch Project.
Summer of 1999 - Remember?  This film was supposed to be scary, "different", realistic, all sorts of (wasted) adjectives.  Instead it was nothing.  I sat there in the theater with a dozen other interns and the film was over, rolling the credits, and I was dumbfounded.  

3 a b c. Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars
I tried and failed to watch these.  I recall sleeping hard through these ones.  Lord of the Rings I borrowed a DVD for a week and still slept through.

4.  Mr. and Mrs.
Nigeria celebrates an actress named Nse Ikpe.  I assume she's a feminist, or a self-respecting female human being.  So it's unforgivable that she'd play the Mrs in this film - a woman who lets her cute little husband grossly demean and mistreat her and then cries all the time instead of taking charge.  I wanted to kill her and kill myself and kill all the appreciative viewers in the movie theater who somehow thought this was realistic and maybe even empowering.
I understand that this story of great suffering and endurance by a wife, with eventual vindication and status, is common in Nollywood.  I have seen a few good Nolly films - Inale, Tango With Me, Saworoide and several Yoruba films, even Figurine.  Mr. and Mrs. was an unpleasant surprise, because I thought only the good ones made it to theaters. 

5. Saw
It's a series of sensational horror scenes without a story arc.  I quit after about 10 minutes.  So far a man and woman had chopped off progressively larger body parts - e.g. saw off own arm and quickly add to the weighing scale.  The loser would be killed by the monstrous person who set up the contest. 

What are some of your worst film-watching experiences?

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Renaissance-guy Victor Ehikhamenor


I found this excellent Victor Ehikhamenor interview on SamUmukoro.com.  VE is a talented creative writer, celebrated visual artist, design expert and culture buff who wants to institute a great museum someday.  I like telling people I know him.
Read the FULL  INTERVIEW (two pages).  Excerpts:

SU: What inspired you to put together your articles into the book Excuse Me!?
VICTOR EHIKHAMENOR: There were a few inspirations or should I say reasons. One of them was that the articles which appeared under my weekly column at the now defunct NEXT newspapers and its online arm, www.234next.com, suddenly disappeared from the web. When the newspaper folded, the articles were no longer available online for people who needed to access them. I also couldn’t do so whenever I wanted to reference them and that became a concern for me. I did not want a situation where the articles will forever be lost, like ashes in a whirlwind. So I decided to repackage them, because there are many roads that lead to a farm. There is also the tradition of writers harnessing their columns into a book; it’s like bringing all your stuff under one roof. Dave Barry, the American humor columnist, has so many books based on his syndicated column; Ken Saro-Wiwa did it with his Simila articles that appeared in the old Daily Times, and many others. It was also a way of catering to my avid readers and loyal fans who kept asking about Excuse Me!

SU: You are also a fine artist, and once described yourself as a figurative-abstractionist. What does that mean and why do you hate taming your style?
VICTOR EHIKHAMENOR: It means I am most likely not just going to drop a two centimetre dot on a large canvas or weave a large bogus narrative around a dot. When you look at my painting, you will see figures, some recognizable, some not. My works are a menagerie of different things, a representative magical realism, if you wish to call it that. I work in a way that you discover something new about it every day. Why I hate taming my style is because as a people, we enjoy the robustness of a story and I paint with so much zeal, like a frenzied story teller. My paintings are a story - folktales, myths, mystery, history and many more. And those themes don’t lend themselves to timidity or tameness. When a strong idea hits me hard, I respond with the same velocity and go haywire on canvas, paper or any available plain surface with a child-like exuberance.

SU: Why did you leave USA for Nigeria?
VICTOR EHIKHAMENOR: Multiple reasons, some serious, some funny. But there is a saying in my village that, no matter how comfortable it is a farmer should never let his rest under a shaded tree become permanent. Nigeria is home and America is house. Difference dey. As I grew older, that fleeting thought of “you are contributing one way or the other to the greatness of an already great country, while yours is going to the dogs” became rampant. I began to get very restive about the whole idea of remaining in a comfort zone. I also began to realize that Nigeria was no longer what it was when I first decided to leave. My friends who were visiting from Nigeria no longer wanted to stay back. When the opportunity came in 2008 for me to come and be the creative director for NEXT newspapers, I did not think twice. I packed my bags and left America. I have never looked back since because I am happier among my people and I feel I am contributing something to the greatness this country deserves.




SU: While writing or painting, do you take drugs, smoke marijuana or drink alcohol to fire up your creative imagination?
VICTOR EHIKHAMENOR: I was born high. I curtail my ‘highness’ and restlessness with my multiple creative endeavours. So as you can see, if I get any ‘higher’, I probably would be useless to myself and the society. Also, I would be insulting God who created me the way I am if I take substances to get creative. Let me tell you a quick true life story about marijuana: when I was growing up, most people who smoked marijuana in my village were way too high that some forgot to cut their hair, tend their farms or even live a normal life. If you like, you can call that madness. So, every now and then, your parent would point to one cool guy enjoying his spliff openly under a mango tree, with his clothes hanging from a nearby branch, and say to you, “You wan lost abi, you nor wan read book abi, ok…if you like go dey smoke morocco (marijuana) like that man”. So over the years, to keep my trousers on my waist, I knew not to experiment with marijuana or drugs. I don’t have issue with any of my creative friends who smoke marijuana to get inspiration or any reason whatsoever; it is just not my thing. 

Source

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Where I work

This is a set of pictures taken around campus April - September 2012
Driveway
Driveway and bell tower
Deadwood

Same Deadwood, same day
More...
Under the orange tree


Caterpillar on snail on wall
 
Band rehearsal

The students call it Brick City (or Brixcity), and their favourite place (for the boys at least) is the sports field. I forgot to get a picture of that.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Why stop at 15? Twenty, twenty-five...minus-five...

April 1993, twenty years ago, we might have been in two rows of three in front of our JS3 classroom, with Mademoiselle Okwesa spot-testing us - short essays, le passe compose, and all we needed to finish before our JSCE in May/June.  Only six students (Elesie, Ebiaye, Bunmi Jackson, Chika Ojinna, Ronke O? or Eniola O? and me - correct me if I'm wrong) because 90% of the class chose Physical Education (of PE/French/Arabic).
We had the good teacher now (well-trained and dearly loved), a small class (which never happened except if you took Music - of Music/FineArt) so of course French period was a treasured time.
Had to review three years of schoolwork for JSCE; some of my notebooks had a nasty two-year-old-fish-smell because sardine oil had poured on them once when I tried to hide the contraband in my pigeon-hole at the back of the class. I was in boarding school, thank God, every day of my secondary school's 5 1/2 years.
Now for the holidays: My family lived in Gowon Estate, there was a nine-month-old baby.  He was the first boy, very physical - he crawled up the green-carpet stairs and propelled himself back down by galloping on his bum.  Aunt Shade took care of him, I found the baby a distraction from my studies.  He used to pick up shiny things - a cockroach, earrings, and store them in a "treasure chest" like the green wastebasket at the top of the stairs or under the seat cushion - also green.
Mum was dangerously scarily hot-tempered, I loved Jesus.  I was "a" born-again, went to Protestant service in school, I'd read Delivered From The Powers of Darkness.   I had also read Everywoman (gynaecology) which meant I could talk in class during prep when more mature girls were debating adult stuff.

1988, the twins were little.  We lived in TinCan Island Estate in an airy house (Number 28) left by the German workers.  The twins liked chasing each other round and round the house.  My aunts tried to stop one from sucking her thumb and the other from sucking her tongue.
Mrs Ogu was our class teacher and I was nicknamed Little Tosin Careless, after Little Connie Careless in our Enid Blyton reader.  I think embarrassing the child as strongly as possible was supposed to help her change.  Mum beating the crap out of me worked better.  I can't lose or forget a thing now - like I carried the same wallet for a decade before misplacing it on a bus in '08.
Ekemini and Kenechi were best friends before I arrived in their class, but I sort of adopted them, I was the third extra friend.  I wasn't good at playing, I didn't really know the games during break time and really wanted to learn and to play with passion.  Only few days I really played, not sure why.
I was probably first in class (I think it was 2nd, 1st, 1st the three terms of Primary Four - I could check this later.)  Ekemini was the Roger (Federer) then along came Rafa (Nadal) that's how I put it one day twenty years later when she (amazing heart, she's a doctor, still very beautiful) hosted me for a few hours in Abuja.  Ekemini is Pisces and Kenechi is Scorpio.  Me Taurus.  The youngest child in the class, probably.
Kenneth Egboh's big sister Ngozi made me her schooldaughter, and many of her Primary Six classmates adopted many of my classmates.  They were tall girls, man, they seemed really big.    
At home we had a sculpted wooden scorpion and a bull head pinned to the large sitting-room cabinet to represent Taurus and Scorpio.  All the six family members were one of the two signs, if you didn't count my aunt - Pisces, my uncle - Sagittarius , and house helps who probably didn't have birthdays.  Me and my dad were team Taurus beset by the dangerous scorpions.

1983 - now we're going back thirty years.  I can't say I remember anything from this time.  There was Bazooka Joe chewing gum with the comic stuff on it, but even that was probably '84.  There was the radio in pidgin English.  There was the time I had apollo (conjuctivitis) and my parents were together in a kitchen or other dark room with a lamp burning and they squeezed onions in my eyes to help me heal it.  They had to beg and cajole for me to stay still because I didn't want any painful onion juice.  There was a visit by some 'cousins' and a lot of play.  We lived in Ilaje/Yaba or so at the time and the floor was bare cement.  There was sharing a bathtub with my mum, no fear of mum at all.  (For all I know this was as late as '85.)  She says I really really loved water.  April 1983, my artist sister would have been about the size of a chicken egg.  
A foetus at 10 weeks
2013 - I'm almost at the point of no-fear-of-mum again, but dreams remind me...   I'm on my laptop computer as usual, ruining my eyes.  When people ask "where do you see yourself five years from now?" - how the hell should I know? 
My Fulani raffia baskets and Hausa leather cushion
I recently bought some poster colour and a sketch book.  This is an impression I did of my my room wall on April 3rd 2013.  In real life the wall is not brightly coloured but the cushion is really lovely. 

Sunday, April 07, 2013

Five, ten, fifteen

Five years ago I had a job in Cairo.  Four days a week in the top floor of this cool suite at the very top of a business building in Dokki.  Liked ordering lunch at work, three-day weekends watching tennis, side gig modeling for this artist guy, walking around town running into flower shops and nut shops (pistachios) and museums, sampling koshary and meeting people.  Did not like the mugamma, bureaucracy in the heart of town (near Tahrir) where I had to get visa extensions, travel permissions, etc
On my wall April 9th 2008
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Five years before that April 4th 2003 I took my qualifying exams again.  This time I actually had to drill for the exam as opposed to just studying a lot around the topics.  Thanks to everyone who helped me prep; you would fail without pointed prep for this exam.  I hated having to work so hard for zero psychic reward. 
At the tests, I did a decent job maybe, at least I didn't just spend the entire hour repeating "I don't know" like the first time.  Then I sent an email invite to friends for a little get-together and went off with Sid to get stuff for a party at my apartment.  
On my wall on April 4th 2003
Had music and cartoons and drinks and nibbles and good people.  All the ingredients for a good evening of dancing.  Brought wine and cake for the colleagues the next Monday.  Crazy me insisted on being this sorta pretty, happy, clueless thing.
In two weeks, April 18th 2003 there was my favourite day of the Caltech school year - the Int'l Food Fair.  Afterwards I met this "kid" - he looked young to me - named Peter at this salsa place I agreed to go to with Corinne and the other salseros.  I would never go out, normally, except that I had just conditionally passed and felt free to waste a little time.
Salsa club night would have been a great time to get the guy I liked who had tried to "talk to me" at Lisa's birthday party where I'd had to explain that I had this thing coming up in two months which left me with no time at all and I would be free after that.  So I'm at salsa place trying to get his attention while he's running after some silly girl :) but there's this other person Peter not my type at all who tries to get my attention and he's not completely bad in fact he's a wonderful guy and we survive four months before this bird has to fly again.  Four months of fun and screw studying because I need a break.  Hard to think all this was TEN years ago. ------
Five years before that, I was in Washington DC, at the real HU. At this time guess I was fresh in America ready to work like a maniac for the A's.  If I had to take the Metro to get a haircut I took my Calculus with me and didn't just read the book like I read math nowadays, I had a pen and notebook to work out problems. 
My roommate L didn't have those worries, she painted her nails all day, this woman had pre-shower rituals and post-shower rituals and best friends and boys and shopping and events.  I thought she was such a slacker.  She thought I was such an African lol.
Biggest challenge I had was passing the 1.5 mile run at ROTC.  It seemed everybody else could manage the physical fitness tests (PFT - you know how the military love acronyms) and run.  But me, even the thought of going that many times round the track was intimidating.  My suite-mate Tara said "focus on your breathing" and suggested staircase climbing inside my building to build endurance, which was great because I could skip the cold outside which was one of key my objectives in life at the time.
So April 1998 I think I managed to do the run in only twice the fastest guy's time (yaaay!) and even if I did rubbish on the pull ups, push ups, sit ups etc. still sorta passed.  Got congratulations too, not conditions.

Wednesday, April 03, 2013

The 2015 elections are going to be sold, fo'sure

I live in Lagos.  My landlady can't read.  She runs a stall down the street, selling oil and some foodstuff.  She prays a lot.  I like greeting her, she prays well for me.

Today when I told her I was going to buy a newspaper, she asked me to tell her what was in it.  "What is new in the country?" she asked, but it didn't take her two minutes to lose interest.  The woman didn't know what ACN was.  She seemed to have heard of something called PDP before.  I tried to explain broom, umbrella, ... she decided to buy some akara.
If an urban woman can be so out of the loop, just imagine what policy analysis informs the votes in Zamfara State, for instance.  Our "democratic" system proceeds with no input from this woman, except for her prayers that God deliver the mekunu (proletariat) from the hands of the oppressors. 

But madam - I think inwardly - you really can't be that poor, I pay you rent, as do many others.  But it's not really money that separates the classes in contemporary culture, is it?  It's something like access, or information. 

In this scenario, we can work to deepen democracy yes.  In fact, everyone should see the need to play an active role, not wait for me to do it for you. 
But we can't take away the reality that in the short term, definitely in the coming election season, gimmicks will move votes more than any policy. 

Monday, April 01, 2013

Mahjong Titans and Chinese Culture



My experience with computer-based Mahjong and Chinese culture
by Tosin Otitoju

I like to play Mahjong Titans on my computer.  Not only that, I have been analyzing my play and posting advice online for other players of Mahjong.  

According to Wikipedia, Mahjong Titans is a computer version of Mahjong Solitaire developed for use on modern Windows machines.  Mahjong Solitaire appears to be any matching game in which the objects that are matched are not cards, but Mahjong tiles.

What are Mahjong tiles?  Traditionally used in the four-player Chinese games of Mahjong/Mahjonng, these tiles are in groups ranging from bamboo to winds and flowers. 

Some of the tiles are one circle, two circles, with circles three to nine also.  There are also bamboo tiles (sticks) from one to nine.  The one bamboo has a bird on the bamboo pole, so it can be called the bird tile.  The bird is one of the most conspicuous of the Mahjong tiles. 

The other most obvious tiles in my view are the flowers.  According to Wikipedia, the four types of flowers used in Mahjong are Plums, Orchids, Chrysanthemums, and Bamboo. 

Chinese love chrysanthemums, called mums.  Ancient paintings and poems from China use the mum a lot, and we also know of the interest in the mild mum tea.  Did you know that the four flowers are even more formal in their significance to Chinese art?  They are called the Four Gentlemen, and they represent a season each: chrysanthemums in autumn, winter plum, spring orchids, and bamboo for summer. 

There are some tiles that are referred to as character tiles.  To be honest, I have names for them which I use when matching them in play – dash, two dashes, three dashes, head, ‘sth’ - something, walking man, X, and Pi, the last is still unnamed.  This list of names is based on how the tiles look to me.  The tile set used in my current version of Mahjong Titans uses a number and tally-sticks for these character tiles.  Since I can’t understand Chinese characters, this system makes it easier for me to work with the tiles. 

Since Chinese characters are pictorial, it should be easy for an interested person to learn the symbols that represent words and ideas in the language.  On the other hand, there are thousands of these symbols in Chinese, so it is not so easy. 

In any set of mahjong tiles, you will notice a set of three beautiful tiles called the dragons.  There are red dragons, green dragons and black dragons.  Historically, they were red, green, and white – the white dragon being represented abstractly by a rectangle of sorts and the red dragon looking much like a sword.  However, my current version of the game has pictures of dragons.  Again, this is easier for me as a non-Chinese-speaking player.

Clearly, the Chinese revere dragons.  They are prominent at Chinese restaurants, in Chinese New year celebrations, and everybody knows about the year of the dragon in Chinese astrology.

Of course we know that some non-Chinese mythologies also employ fire-breathing, scale covered, giant beasts that look like Chinese dragons.  Think about the Western stories of knights saving damsels and princesses from burning castles or prisons – the girls were often guarded by dragons, and by ‘slaying the dragon,’ such a knight achieves a great feat.  The reward is elevation to great respect and likely the option to marry the precious girl. 

But in China, what does the dragon signify?  From the times of the Zhou dynasty and the Qin dynasty, the dragon was the symbol of the Emperor of China.  Fast forward two or three thousand years, and Wikipedia observes that “in Chinese daily language, excellent and outstanding people are compared to the dragon.” 

To complete the set of Mahjong tiles are the wind tiles and the season tiles.  

The four winds are denoted North, South, East, and West.  Visually, they are dramatic and energizing.  In Mahjong titans, they also have colours associated with them and one corner of each tile is marked with a letter N, S, E, or W for cardinal direction. 

The season tiles are autumn, winter, spring, and summer.  While there are four of most tile types, there is one of each flower tile and one of each season tile in a Mahjong titans layout. 

Mahjong Titans is included standard with most PCs, including Windows 7.  I have also played the game on a Linux computer, so you may be able to install a version suited to your computer’s operating system.  You can also play some versions of Mahjong solitaire online. 

You don’t need to know all about the tiles to try your hands at the game. 

To play, simply match the tiles (in pairs) and they disappear, until all the tiles have been matched.  The game would not be exciting if it was so uncomplicated.  Therefore, the catch is that an obstructed tile is not available for matching; you must first remove the tile(s) blocking it.  In some cases you will lose the game – when you have no matches available with some tiles left on the board. 

About a year ago, I started to study my performance of Mahjong solitaire.  Using the data stored on the software of my top five scores in each layout, I sought to discover how difficult the game is, if I was playing well, if I could improve my play, and such standard questions of game analysis.  I have posted many of my observations on my mathematics blog at www.xbubbler.blogspot.com . 

In the most popular configuration / layout of Mahjong solitaire, which is called turtle, I have improved from winning about 1 in 3 games (35%) to winning more than 2 in 3 (70%) by adopting right strategy.  This strategy is what I have called: focusing on The Blast Zone.  The line that runs horizontally through the middle of the turtle is what I have called the blast zone.  To win, one must focus on matching as much as possible the tiles from this zone while ignoring the tiles in other zones, relatively speaking. 

This discovery goes to the heart of why the Chinese invented these Mahjong games.  Games are an enjoyable past-time; but they are also educational tools.  In ancient China, strategy was a highly valued skill and an important part of the education of nobles. 

To see this, consider popular Chinese literature.  The Art of War is a popular read used to train soldiers and businesspersons across the world on clear-headed problem-solving and decision-making.  From the words of its ancient author Sun Tzu in The Art of War, one can see the importance this civilization placed on good strategy in war and leadership. 

This deep respect for strategy is also clear from Chinese war movies such as Battle of Wits.  In this delightful film, a Chinese village was going to be attacked by a very large army, but with the arrival of a highly-trained special agent, the villagers were able to win victory.  This was because of the application of knowledge and strategy. 

Wars may not always be won by brute force, but by application of force at the weakest point.  Conversely, in Mahjong titans, the game is won by applying the maximum force at the zone of most resistance.  Both examples show that power without wisdom can only result in failure. 

I became very interested in the Chinese war film genre after watching Red Cliff a few years ago.  It was a film utterly concerned with battle-planning based on careful consideration of own resources, enemy resources, and even the weather, terrain, and other aspects of the physical and social environment. 

One of the actors in Red Cliff that I have enjoyed watching subsequently is Takeshi Kaneshiro.  Clearly, this is not a Chinese name.  It turns out that this handsome actor is part-Japanese.  When I consider the success of this actor in portraying historical and iconic Chinese characters, what comes to my mind is the similarity between Chinese and Japanese people and the irony of war between brothers – that war so often arises between those most closely related. 

Consider the shared Confucian philosophy between China and Japan.  Consider too, the shared genetics that make both peoples appear quite alike.  The written forms of their languages share a similar appearance.  And yet, between both countries is a bloody history and tense diplomatic relations.  Perhaps China and Japan could consider shared cultural pursuits?  In the film industry at least, it seems that these two great nations are friendly and united. 

When I was an engineering student in a top technology institute in America, I noticed that people from Hong Kong, from the Chinese mainland, from Taiwan, Korea, and Japan sometimes considered themselves to have important differences.  Over time however, their similar challenges as immigrants, coupled with their shared values – stoic hardwork, devotion to study, to family, and to privacy – meant that they forged good friendships.  So while I saw first-hand some of the inherited hostilities between various East Asian people, happily I also saw many cross-boundary friendships. 

Students from China are successful at entering, and then graduating from, such elite programs of study.  Someone joked that having learned thousands of characters as children to gain basic language literacy, they are well prepared for the rigours of advanced mathematics, science, and engineering.  More likely, it is their work ethic, and their habit of co-operating that results in their continued high performance.

China is known for the invention of printing, paper, gunpowder, and the compass – canonized as the Four Great Inventions.  Chinese ingenuity continues into the present day.  My sister who loves fashion enjoyed shopping in China where factories currently produce excess amounts of clothing for the world’s consumption.  In fact, China is currently the manufacturing center of the world.  Through higher education also, Chinese citizens have been heavily involved in the high-tech industries. 

Although it is clear that China can do research and development and manufacturing, few understand the role of Chinese culture in recreational mathematics.  I am very glad to be able to introduce people to the joy of maths and strategy using Mahjong solitaire.  Furthermore, my published hints on playing the game have yielded around 800 visits to my blog site, or 1 in 4 visits to the blog, in the past twelve months.  This shows that the world is interested in this little Chinese game.

Should you choose to play Mahjong titans, my preliminary findings show that the easiest layouts (assuming random matching without a clear strategy) are Cat and Crab.  The other four styles – Spider, Fortress, Dragon, and Turtle – can be won almost exclusively when your strategy is correct.  To win these, you should understand the lines of dependency in the layouts, and attack at the thickest points.  This makes the difference between winning and losing these games.  My blog shows you such strategies. 

Once you have learned to win, your next concern may be raising your score.  On my blog www.xbubbler.blogspot.com , I share a hint from the scoring rules of traditional Mahjong: you can raise your score by matching two identical pairs (the same group of tiles) at once.   This appears to be relevant for Mahjong Titans, since I have steadily raised my score using this hint.  Now, I have also read at a different site about a scoring system that values some tiles (Season, Flower, Dragon) more highly than the common tiles.  This is interesting.  I look forward to trying the game with this new knowledge and recording/analyzing my results.  

Having watched an interesting documentary video clip about the history of Mahjong, I also look forward to trying the traditional Mahjong game, the version popular throughout East Asia and known in China for centuries.  Someday, I hope to enjoy other aspects of Chinese culture: the architecture and archaeology, music and theater, and certainly the food. 

References:

Flowers as Four Gentlemen: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_Gentlemen
Pictures of all the Mahjong Tiles: http://www.mahjongdragon.com/mahjong_layout.php
Actor – Takeshi Kaneshiro: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Takeshi_Kaneshiro
CCTV – Mahjong history: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKGhYRv9-mY 
Mahjong (traditional): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahjong
My Blog – Observations and Hints for playing Mahjong titans: www.xbubbler.blogspot.com

I wrote this essay in September 2012 for a Chinese tourism outreach effort called "Window of Shanghai."  Find my latest comments on playing Mahjong Titans here.   

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