Uncovering the Activist in You/Social Media for Social Change
Creator: Edward Hong (of The HanSarang Movement)
Moderator: Keith Kamisugi (of keithpr.com)
Panelists: Jehanzeb Dar (of Muslim Reverie), Frances Kai-Hwa Wang (of Adventures in Multicultural Living), Fatemeh Fakhraie (of Muslimah Media Watch), Marissa Lee (of Racebending), Cynthia Liu (of K12-NN), more TBD
How does one make a difference in the world with only their computer/smartphone at their disposal? Can an everyday person become a social media activist and take the steps to create real, tangible change in this world? Is it even possible? Or is it naive and wishful thinking? In this panel, we will discuss the possibility of this matter and whether or not we can take advantage of the blogging/social media world to make a stand.
Ever notice how often API bloggers front-page links to their fellow bloggers? Why do that? Especially in light of topics overlapping?
Don't they worry about competition? Shouldn't they get more possessive about market share?
API bloggers know community doesn't work that way, and I believe that’s why they post links to fellow bloggers. For the variety of spin but also to support one another. Online, it’s not the scoop; it’s the spin. The more varied voices, the more the topics will be talked about. And the more voices, the more we’ll be heard.
The 2nd conference of API bloggers convenes this weekend in LA. Almost sold out and with sponsors attached, Banana has a venue for the third one already slated.
When I asked Crystal’s grandfather if he could write some Chinese calligraphy for King School’s International Night, I naively thought it was just a matter of his putting brush to paper and writing some pretty Chinese characters on red paper.
When I asked Crystal’s grandfather if he could write some Chinese calligraphy for King School’s International Night, I naively thought it was just a matter of his putting brush to paper and writing some pretty Chinese characters on red paper.
My job was to get a long roll of red paper from the art teacher and send it home on the school bus with little kindergartener Crystal. That I knew how to do. I wrapped it up tight in a clear plastic trash bag to safely school bus- and kindergartner-proof it. The paper was taller than she was.
I did not even think about what Crystal’s grandfather should write, other than a Chinese New Year’s poetry couplet or dui lian, from the Chinese New Year’s tradition of paired door hangings to protect the household and express wishes for the new year — usually something about family and fortune and long life. I explained to Crystal’s grandfather the sort of place King School was and all our hopes and dreams for King School’s International Night, “Bringing us together. Celebrating our diversity.”
Even then, I did not really understand, and I sort of imagined him looking something up from a giant book of poems, with that thin almost translucent Chinese paper.
The next thing I knew, he had composed two nine-word verses for us in a pocket-sized spiral notebook, the children described as a garden of multihued flowers.
