I am overwhelmed.

It was geniuses who engineered the Civil Rights Movement, with all of its moving parts and volatile variables. And when I sit back and reflect on the movement as a whole and its individual pieces and heroes and moments, I cannot help but to marvel at the extremely concentrated and potent nature of the sovereignty […]

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the taste of blood in our mouths.

Don’t take this as a copout, but I’m not very concerned about the verdict. I don’t say this lightly; I have felt extra grief for the Martin and Zimmerman families this week as they have closed this insane chapter of their lives. But what has me so intrigued and brokenhearted is what the story reveals of America’s value for people.

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It is done. Finally.

For me and a few others, Urbana12 is the end of an amazing story that started over a year ago. My Urbana12 story starts in the fall of 2011, when I began to talk to Alison about being on the performing arts team. As we talked, I remembered what Urbana09 was like: the joy of […]

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conversations, not concerts.

A while back, I externally processed an idea about house “concerts” on this blog. It was the brain child of a sabbath day’s worth of thinking and singing and dreaming and praying. And as time has passed, this dream hasn’t left me; nay, it has actually developed hope and structure inside my brain and my […]

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Hollow

(Warning: you may be offended by the time you finish.) A few days ago my wife and I were listening to the radio in Kaua’i. There weren’t that many good stations available, so for this drive we happened to settle on the country music station. I didn’t know the song playing at all, and yet […]

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I wasn’t going to say anything. I was very okay with being a casual, silent observer in all this madness about Asian-American identity.  I had plenty of friends and coworkers chiming in with (intelligent) opinions, my Facebook feed was littered with links, and I watch ESPN just about every day.  Don’t get me wrong; I’m […]

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