Showing posts with label metaphor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label metaphor. Show all posts

Friday, May 9, 2014

Beijing Bicycle and a Degree of Futility

I remember the first summer I worked at Starbucks. I had taken time off school to get the job, and by May I had completed my training to become a certified barista. A bonus to having completed training was being able to collect tips for working non-training, real shifts. Suddenly, I had thirty dollars in my hand, cash. I bought a pair of shoes. They were lovely, with a silver-grey strap and a rhinestone ring ornament. And they were 100% mine, my first luxury item purchased as a working citizen. When the shoes disappeared one afternoon, I was heartbroken and angry. I found out later that my cousin had borrowed them to complete her own outfits. Bitch.

There is something about the emotional satisfaction that material items will give a person. To me, those shoes marked that I had accomplished something; their value was far beyond the twelve dollars I used to purchase them. Those shoes were the mental breakdown I had when I chose to take a semester off school, the ten job applications I filled out in December, the half-dozen interviews that were never followed up, and the three months of training I endured after finally being hired at Starbucks.

For protagonist Guei in Beijing Bicycle, this bicycle is one hundred times more valuable than my pair of silver shoes.

The opening scene of Beijing Bicycle sets the tone for the whole story perfectly. Several country boys introduce themselves by name and origin, smiling and laughing, adorably nervous. They are unique individuals trying to find a place in the world with new opportunities. Immediately following this introduction, their manager strips them of their identities and humanity by giving them hair cuts and uniforms. Now, the boys represent the company, not their own interests.

Guei does not give up the bicycle to the bullies.
Four of the initially named boys fade into the background, further emphasizing the harsh class divide as the story focuses in on the protagonist, Guei. The theme of class divide runs through the whole plot as many of the Guei begins the cutthroat dance of furthering their circumstances and is cheated out of opportunities by those above him in economic and social hierarchies.

During the manager's identity-stripping rant, the shrewd business man informs the new employees that, in order to pay for the company-issued bicycles, the company will claim an additional 20% on top of the 50% already taken from each young man's earnings per delivery. Each messenger boy earns only on commission when the pick-up and delivery of packages is complete. The steep cut in earnings breathes gross injustice on its own right, and the commission-based earnings makes a miniature shark tank within the messenger company. Not only is there capitalistic competition between this delivery company and the many in Beijing City, the Manager pits each man against each other within the company.

In his article, "Where Did The Future Go?", Randy Martin categorizes the messenger company's behavior as securitization, debt in the guise of security. Martin refers specifically to the practice of home and car mortgages; for Guei, the bicycle puts him in debt, but it's a debt that secures his job with the company. The bicycle equals work equals money equals the potential for a better life than what he might experienced in the Chinese countryside as a farmer. The messenger company's capitalism more resembles the broken feudalism seen as recent as the sharecroppers in the American South. The wealthy land owner lends land to former black slaves for a percentage of the produce; sometimes that land went right back to the plantation owner after the farmers were cut or cheated out of the land.

This enslavement of the less fortunate is not isolated to a hundred years' past or across the Pacific Ocean. Securitization is what the American economy thrives on, especially in public education. A recent poll by NPR, college graduates were asked simply the subject of their bachelor's degrees. Overwhelmingly, college graduates pursue business or medical degrees on the fundamental of securitization: will this debt or investment get me a job after I've finished? It's the butt of liberal arts majors' jokes, the potential for work post-graduation, but the issue is as real as an empty pantry. Time and money and physical prime are given to the education corporation, but what is the student going to get out of it? Worse, whether or not the student gets a job after graduation, they must continue paying for the bicycle for the rest of their lives.

"A Degree of Futility" by Austin Smith


Works Cited

Beijing Bicycle. Dir. Xiaoshuai Wang. Taiwan Arc Light Films, 2001. DVD.

Bui, Quoctrung. "What's Your Major? 4 Decades Of College Degrees, In 1 Graph." NPR. NPR, n.d. Web. 09 May 2014.

Martin, Randy. "Where Did The Future Go?" Class Handout.  

Monday, February 10, 2014

Creative Writing Class Exercise

I. Alliteration and Assonance - 10 words close in sound relation
1. Modest Mouse
2. Cool Cat
3. Dumb Dog
4. Insistent Inquiry
5. Aggravated Assault
6. Quirky work
7. Tacky Jacket
8. Lovely Lace
9. Oncoming Storm
10. Holy Roller


II. Metaphors/similes for life - List of 10 real-life events, but said in a different way
1. Conception - You are the result of the joining of stardust.
2. Birth - The slimy emergence from the dark cave.
3. First word - Her cry for momma was more like a monkey’s screech.
4. First Step - She made her panda’s wobble across the floor.
5. First Day of School - Abandoned for a journey into the big unknown.
6. Driving Lessons - Free as an awkward, fledgling newly kicked from the nest...
7. First Job - indentured servitude
8. Being in Love - head over heels
9. Breaking friendship - I lost my arm or a chunk of my heart.
10. Loss of parent/mentor - I am an empty shell, washed, worn and left on the beach.


III. Lyrics and Musicality - Find a song, a catchy song; re-write the lyrics but stick to the rhythm and meter. Off-topic from the original idea.


Re Write of Ellie Goulding’s “Burn”
“Cake”

When, when I’ve got a sweet tooth craving
I start the oven, and I bring out some sugar for icing
They, they gonna see us from outer space, outer space
Light it up, because we’re going to bake a cake, cake

You get the eggs and the flour and get ready to stir
Milk, salt, and vanilla and some chocolate powder
And it’s easiest with an electric mixer

'Cause we’re baking cake, cake, cake
Yeah we’re baking cake, cake, cake

Don’tcha let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Don’tcha let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn