Steve Jobs, I hardly knew ya
This is kind of embarrassing. I didn’t know who Steve Jobs was. When I was in Ginza (Tokyo’s hugangulous shopping district..of many I should add) the other day, I happened to walk past the huge Apple store. I heard through the grapevine that Steve Jobs died, it’s a sad day for Apple, we will miss this American genius…But when I saw this shrine outside the Apple store, I was confused.
the masses paying their respects
There were a ton of fresh apples, flower bouquets, posters, and other tokens of remembrance outside the apple store. There were even police guards outside the store making sure nobody got too overzealous with their Apple love. But the picture of Steve Jobs threw me for a loop. Who was this intense-looking bearded dude? I realized that for all this time, my mental image of Steve Jobs was actually (wait for it): Bill Gates. I conflated the two powerful white men of the techno-verse! But before you stop reading out of disgust for such “blasphemy,” I want to ask: What does power look like? Apparently, I read power as whiteness and maleness, white maleness if you willllll. And institutionally and historically speaking, you really can’t fault me for thinking so. However, nowadays with masses Occupying Wall Street(s) of the world, power is starting to look a little different.
You got the power to let power go? 21st Century Schizoid Man! Thank you, Kanye.
this guy wrote a note to steve jobs on these two apple fruits and was trying to get a picture with it and the apple logo in the background
So, yes. What does power look like? In our most shameful moments and in our most gracious, it looks like us. Power is simply Being, living in recognition that this life works through interconnections we will never even be aware of. Power is admitting that even if we’ll never explicitly know every single miraculous and disastrous consequence our individual choices bring, we can still acknowledge that our redemption lies outside the border of our selves and with each other. I think that the Occupy Wall Street movement is an overall acknowledgment of this; we need not be debilitated by our lack of “knowledge” (like my ignorance of the exact contours of Steve Jobs’ face). Our knowledge is always incomplete, so in many ways, we need each other if we want to reclaim what it means to be human. (P.S. for all those taking the streets, be safe! especially YOU, you know who you are)
Ok, enough with the philosophizing! To quote Steve Jobs’ motto: “Stay hungry, stay foolish.” And as you guys know, I’m always hungry. So with no further ado, here be the OGFSs!!!
this is called tsukemen. there used to be a tsukemen restaurant in honolulu but it closed down and i miss it every day. but behold! found some in japan!
The tsukemen soup is served on the side because it is so dense and flavorful. You dip the noodles in like zaru soba.
ok this is kind of gross and mangled looking. but there was an egg, and bits of charsiu (pork) that was grilled right before putting it in the soup. SO. GOOD. it added to the broth's smoky/spicy flavor
Thanks for reading! LOVE FROM ME, 21st century schizoid girl hehehehe
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