Monday, July 26, 2010

ah, Corvallis, I hardly knew ye

Corvallis. A town I didn't really think I'd like that much. What with its redneck university and its hippie sensibilities; I thought I'd spend my weeks immersed in schooling and my weekends in Portland, going to shows and pretending to like PBR. And it just didn't work out that way.

As I've gone about my routine the last month or so, I've felt like the walking dead. Everything is observation, and nothing is immersion, because I can't start new things or meet new people, which have been my fondest pastimes; instead, I need to plan for a move across the country. And my Corvallis won't be here when I return. Blahddy blah.

Here are memories, partial and imperfect and only those that are occurring to me at the moment.

*Coming up with funny/ridiculous titles with Jesse for our collaborative papers. Like: Did I hear someone say healthy forest? I didn’t think so. and Forest Health: A Bullshit Term Used By People Like Jesse. If that's not funny, I don't know what is. Shut up.

*Dancing on God's porch to Magnetic Fields. And by "dancing," I mean turning on the CD, track 1, and doing interpretive opera until the final track is over. Also, sitting on God's porch. Just watching the world go by God's porch.

*Playing softball in a skirt. Doing just about everything in a skirt. I wasn't nearly so skirt-centric until Corvallis. I mean, at one point in my life, I wore pants quite frequently. Now people comment when I'm wearing pants. Comments like: "what's wrong?"

*Swimming in the South Santiam against the current at Dead Fish Butte with Jess, and drinking Peace wine in the sunshine. Being completely at ease in the knowledge that there is nothing better to do on a hot afternoon.

*Finding Marvin.



*Cultivating a love for indoor soccer. Then having a cheering section for the team, whether we won or lost, that would chant, "Burn and Sal-vage... [DUH DUH duh-duh-duh] Burn and Sal-vage..."

*Painting my house as a comic book and then peopling it with pictures of strangers from old Life magazines. Then finding roommates who each contributed something ridiculously great to its character.

*Arguing with Miwa over whether a movie is any good.

*Driving to Eugene with Jesse and Kas and debating whether we liked Marx that week.

*Learning what it means to be a mentor from the best one around.

It's getting a bit maudlin, so I'll quit it. I'll miss this town because I've really enjoyed the people I've met here. But jeez. No time like the present for heading out and rediscovering my adventure bone.

Monday, July 19, 2010

A Brief History of Newfoundland, Part Deux

So here's a brief aside before I start in with a little Newfie history. I recently visited Edmonton for a conference, and I have to admit that I was blown away by people's friendliness. There were little things, like everyone seemed so nice to waitstaff, and people would smile and say hello when you passed them in the street. In the past, I have professed my belief that Oregon must be the friendliest place in the world, but now I am reassessing that stance. Maybe Canadaland can be tied with Oregon.

I was mostly impressed with Edmonton. It had a great park system built around its waterways, and I spent several hours exploring the trail systems. I happened upon a ski area in city limits, and found out there are several. Awesome! My favorite neighborhood in the city was China Town, which I was told is the "sketchy" part of the city. Eh. At least it had some character. In general, the buildings and neighborhoods of that city are a sprawling, faceless mess.

On to Newfoundland. I will give a sense of my lost-edness by relating this sentence verbatim, from a little website I found:

"In 1854 the opposition to responsible government, composed of Protestant-Conservatives and led by Hugh Hoyles, was defeated by John Kent and Philip Francis Little's Catholic-Liberal coalition."

Where to start? Who are Protestant-Conservatives? And Catholic-Liberals? I'm kind of fascinated by the idea that the two are in opposition, with Protestants on the one side and Catholics on the other (how European!), but I'm really confused about the concept of "opposition to responsible government." I'll just assume it's a term of art and move on.

It seems that Newfoundland struggled with integration with Canada during the late 19th century, and also struggled economically, though the beginning of the 20th century brought some diversification, including lumber and iron mining. A pulp mill opened in Corner Brook in the 1920s.

Looks like there was a political party called the Fishermen's Union Party. I loves it! I will be on the lookout for anything that says those words. Also, Quebec really wanted Labrador, which is the mainland portion of the province. But Quebec was denied, and there was some vote and a guy named Joseph Smallwood argued for union with Canada. Smallwood's wiki entry says he worked for a Socialist newspaper in NYC. In 1949, the 10th province of Canada was created, called Newfoundland and Labrador, and Smallwood became the first premier of the province, a post he held for 23 years. he was in the Liberal party, and was defeated by someone from the Progressive Conservative party, which wiki says is "centre-right." How cute! Can you say "cen-tray?" Because I will. Repeatedly. The wiki goes on to say that, while aligned with Tory parties in Canada, the Progressive Conservative party in N&L is not economically neoconservative. Thank the gods. Anyway, the Red Tory movement is more about allowing individual participation in the marketplace, and the Red Tories are apparently supportive of certain welfare policies. At any rate, while Red Tories still defend social inequity, there's some undercurrent of "common good" running through their philosophies, at least according to wiki. This is in stark contrast to the American brand of conservatism, which would have half the population as soylent green. I need to sort out the conservatism of Canada, but so far it seems like a more pragmatic form of conservatism than in the U.S. And by "so far," I mean in the last few minutes that I've been researching this topic.

Like most Canadian provinces, N&L remains heavily dependent on natural resource industries. This is good and bad, in my mind. Good because I think it's a hideous injustice to export our environmental exploitation while patting our own backs about our supposed environmental awesomeness. This is the primary flaw with the Environmental Kuznets Curve, which rests on the assumption that as places become wealthier, they also become more environmentally aware or benign or "improved" or some such nonsense. It is true that the U.S. has implemented more strict environmental standards as its wealth has increased. Europe and Japan have, as well. But before we applaud ourselves, we should examine what has happened to production (exported) and consumption (continues to rise). Back to Newfoundland: there are drawbacks to remaining economically dependent on natural resources. Places like Newfoundland go through periods of boom and bust, as we (humans) first learn to exploit local resources for trade in a world market, then walk away from resultant problems. This happened in Newfoundland with the collapse of the cod fishery in the 1990s, after the invention of "super-trawlers." The cod industry has had a decade-long moratorium, during which the fishery has not recovered. Huh.

I just ran across some articles about Sir Wilfred Grenfell, who lent his name to the college where I'll be working. Since he was a missionary, this continues my life-pattern of involvement with small liberal-arts institutions named after missionaries. My undergrad college, Whitman, was named after Marcus Whitman, whose family was killed by Indians. Our sports teams, such as they were (since we had no football) were the Missionaries. Our ski team cheer was "Missionaries, Missionaries, we're on top!" Clearly, we were a deeply religious bunch.

So, the Doctor Sir Grenfell was a missionary and a humanitarian, and I guess he opened up some hospitals and whatnot to the souls of N&L. And he was on this incredible stamp:



Look at that postage stamp! Icebergs! Am I seriously going to a place known for its icebergs? And a place that uses the term "centre" and where people presumably use the metric system in everyday speech? An adventure, to a foreign land! How exciting.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

A brief history of Newfoundland, Part I


So, technically, I won't be "finding" Newfoundland. That honor belongs to a long lineage of hardy souls, not least of which are the native tribes, which have Mi'kmaq, Innu, and Abenaki ancestry. Some tribe existed called the Beothucks, but they were perhaps all killed. The modern First Nation name is Miawpukek. I hope to learn more, but at this point, all I can say is that they exist.

As for the whites, Norsemen (Vikings) from Greenland, led by Leif Ericson, chanced upon Newfoundland around 1001 AD. I guess Newfoundland was forgotten for a while, because it was rediscovered by English explorers in 1497, beginning a long line of English fisheries on the island. These were followed by other western European fishermen: Portuguese, French, and Basque; the English formally claimed Newfoundland as a colony in 1583 under Elizabeth I. An English colony was established in the early 17th century, though settlement was largely discouraged because of costs to the English government. Under the Treaty of Utrecht (1713), the French recognized British dominion over Newfoundland, but conflicts persisted between the French and British over the abundant cod fisheries. All this information was gleaned from a website that cites a government report from 1950 as its source, so I guess it could be considered dated.

In 1775, the British explorer James Cook completed a map of Newfoundland. It is a beautiful map (see insert), and the result of years of exploration of the Newfoundland coastline.

As for more modern history, I need to learn more about Canadian history before I can even venture a guess at Newfoundland history. For example, I don't understand the modern relationship between Canada and England. Newfoundland became a province in 1949. Prior to that, it was a "Dominion." Whatever that means. I think that its modern history is much more wrapped up with the Brits than other parts of Canada.

I look forward to learning more about Newfoundland, and Canada in general. Despite my professed prejudice against Canadians, I am actually working on tolerance and respect for all people, regardless of maple leaf-aphilia. So Happy Canada Day!