Sunday, September 13, 2009

Tokyo in Philadelphia








My daughte
r is in love with all things Japanese: kimonos and manga, onigiri and pocky, picnics beneath the cherry blossoms and cosplay.

Her interest has taught us a new vocabulary -- otaku, j-pop, mochi (among many others). It’s also taken us places – Sakura Sunday in Fairmount Park (those are my daughter’s photos from Sakura Sunday two years ago at the top of this post) and the East Coast’s largest Japanese bookstore, Kinokuniya, in New York City to name just two. It has not yet, alas, taken us to Japan itself.

Her enthusiasm for the culture has even prompted her to choose to study Japanese in her first year of high school. Now, in addition to watching Hayao Miyazaki’s films together, we spend time as a family trying to figure how our names should be written in hiragana and katakana.

It all kind of makes my head spin.

A few days before the new school year started, my daughter came into Philadelphia with me for a half-day of school shopping. In addition to getting clothing you just don’t see at suburban malls, I planned to take her to lunch at a little Japanese eatery on Chestnut between 17th and 18th (the Tokyo of this post’s title and photo here) and to introduce her to Philly’s touristy-but-still-alternative South Street. Despite the rain that cut short the South Street portion of the day, it was great fun.

It was also an eye-opener.

I’ve commuted into Center City five days a week for the past five years -- the details of the trek have long ago faded from my notice. But I was with a fresh pair of eyes. Those eyes took in the pair of young violinists playing at the train station during the morning rush hour. They noticed a lush little park tucked between buildings I’d overlooked every other time I’d been down that street. Her eyes registered the artistry of the julienned vegetables garnishing her lunch and the beauty in dozens of things I’ve seen daily without noting them.

Hmmm. Is this something my daughter has picked up because of her love of a culture that seems to attend to the moment? Or is it her own artist’s temperament that makes her more observant? Or both?

But maybe those aren’t the questions I need to ask.

When did life start to move so fast that I can’t observe its little beauties?

When did the noise of tasks that need to be completed, and places I need to be, drown out the music played as both gift and petition?

When did I stop noticing?

It is a gift to spend days with one for whom the moments are still full of art.

It’s a gift to have a daughter with fresh eyes.


Morning-misted street …
With white ink an artist brushes
A dream of people.

-- Buson (Japanese poet and painter of the Edo period.)

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Who says our immigration laws aren't broken?

What do you get when you put overzealous ICE agents together with a mentally ill citizen who can't prove he's a citizen? Read this article from the Charlotte Observer:

N.C. native wrongly deported to Mexico

By Kristin Collins

August 30, 2009

http://www.charlotteobserver.com/local/story/917007.html

The U.S. government admitted in April that it had wrongly deported an N.C. native, but newly released documents show that federal investigators ignored FBI records and other evidence showing that the man was a United States citizen.

At the time of Mark Lyttle's deportation, immigration officials had criminal record checks that said he was a U.S. citizen. They had his Social Security number and the names of his parents. They had Lyttle's own sworn statement that he had been born in Rowan County.

None of this stopped them from leaving Lyttle, a mentally ill American who speaks no Spanish, alone and penniless in Mexico, where he has no ties.

Lyttle's 350-page Department of Homeland Security file, released to The (Raleigh) News & Observer, shows that the government deported him based entirely on some of his own conflicting statements, even though agents knew that Lyttle is bipolar and has a learning disability.

"I tried to tell them I was a U.S. citizen born right here in Rowan County," Lyttle says now. "But no one believed me."

Lyttle is one of a growing number of people who have been swept up in the federal immigration detention system since 2001, when terrorist attacks prompted an unprecedented effort to find and deport illegal immigrants. The U.S. government deported 350,000 people in the fiscal year that ended in October 2008.

When The N&O first reported on Lyttle's case in April, officials with Immigration and Customs Enforcement, or ICE, said that Lyttle had caused the mistake by declaring that he was from Mexico. They maintain that position now.

"Individuals who misrepresent their true identity and make false statements to ICE officers create problems both for law enforcement and themselves," ICE spokesman Ivan Ortiz-Delgado said in a written statement.

Lyttle swore to immigration agents on two occasions that he was Mexican, but he also swore that he was a U.S. citizen born in Rowan County. His Homeland Security file does not reflect any attempt by ICE officials to confirm Lyttle's citizenship claims.

The agent who took Lyttle's statement that he was born in North Carolina dismissed it, saying in a report that Lyttle "does not possess any documentation to support his claim."

A few dozen pages were withheld from the file released by ICE. But the file provided to The N&O shows no search for a Rowan County birth certificate and no attempts to reach the family members Lyttle named before his initial deportation.

The ICE file states that Lyttle's Mexican citizenship "was established based on interview results and numerous background system checks." But repeated background checks, from an FBI fingerprint database and the National Crime Information Center, showed he was an American citizen.

Asked by The N&O why they had not accepted the findings in these background checks, ICE officials said they were reviewing their information and could not provide a response after a week.

The inconsistencies in his case were not discussed when Lyttle appeared before an Atlanta immigration judge and was ordered deported on Dec.9. On Dec. 18, he was loaded onto a plane and left at an airport just across the border from Hidalgo, Texas.

On Dec. 29, he returned to the U.S. border threatening to hurt himself and the border patrol agents. "Subject appears to be mentally unstable," the report notes.

Lyttle, who now lives with his mother in Georgia, says that during his travels he didn't take medications that treat his mental illness and was subject to cycles of manic activity and depression.

Lyttle again told immigration agents he had been born in Rowan County. This time the file shows that they checked for his birth certificate there. They didn't find it because Lyttle is adopted. In cases of adoption, birth certificates are stored in Raleigh, said Shirley Stiller, the deputy register of deeds in Rowan County.

Lyttle was deported a second time, within hours. With no documents to prove legal residency in any country, he soon found himself on an international odyssey.

Mexican authorities sent him to Honduras, where he was imprisoned before being sent to Guatemala.

In late April, he found the U.S. Embassy in Guatemala City. Within a day, officials there contacted Lyttle's brother at the military base where Lyttle told them he was serving, got copies of his adoption papers and issued him a U.S. passport.

Three days after his arrival in Guatemala City, his brother had wired him money and Lyttle was on a flight to Atlanta.

U.S. Immigration officials worked Lyttle's case for 31/2 months and held him in immigration detention for more than six weeks.

"This is not rocket science," said Jacqueline Stevens, a professor at the University of California at Santa Barbara who brought Lyttle's case to light on her blog and is now writing a book about it. "It took someone in Guatemala one day to prove he was a citizen."

Lyttle, 32, has spent much of his adulthood bouncing among mental institutions, halfway houses and prisons. He has been convicted of more than a dozen crimes, including assault and sexual battery.

He also lost touch with his mother, who had moved during his time in prison, and did not have phone numbers for his two brothers, who are in the military. His father is deceased.

When he entered prison, his country of birth was listed as Mexico. Prison officials say Lyttle made that claim, but in an interview with The N&O, Lyttle said he never invented such a story. Regardless, he was flagged for a federal immigration check.

In September and November 2008, he met with immigration agents three times, each time signing a different sworn statement.

Lyttle says he claimed to be Mexican at the first interview because he thought it was pointless to argue with the agent, who was convinced that he was an illegal immigrant. His birth father was Puerto Rican, and Lyttle says he is often mistaken for Mexican.

He says he figured he would take a free trip to Mexico.


Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Sen. Edward Kennedy: A clear voice in the immigration debate

In the following days there will, no doubt, be many articles and commentaries in the Catholic blogosphere and press about Sen. Edward Kennedy -- and how his years of public service reflected or defied Catholic values and teachings. Some will admire his commitment to the Church's social justice teachings, others will abhor his public support for legislation that stands in opposition to the Church's primordial tenet -- the right to life.

In terms of immigration law reform, his public efforts were unabashedly in line with the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops' calls for a just and compassionate comprehensive reform. And so, his efforts on this count were greatly admired by those of us who feel that the Bishops' and Pope's statements about immigration have been clear and unequivocal. His voice will be missed in this national debate.

Here is an excerpt from one of many talks Sen. Kennedy gave on the topic, this one from June 9, 2006:

“When I look at this issue, I say finally, this is an issue about our humanity, our decency and our values […] These are individuals prepared to leave their families to go across the northern part of Mexico where about 500 a year are dying out in the desert. So they’re risking their lives. They don’t know where they’re going to get a job, but they’re going to get a job and try to get something better. And what do they do? They work extraordinarily hard, and then they repatriate to who? To their families, to look after their children.

“We in this country value hard work. We value people that work hard and love their families. This is a group of individuals that get highest attendance of any group in society in terms of going back to church. […]

“And the first thing they do when the men become residents, what they do is try to become part of the military: 70,000 now are in Iraq and in Afghanistan and serving in our country. Scores of them have been killed in Iraq. These are individuals who want to be part of the American system. For anybody that’s interested look at the latest poll that you can get on the internet: 98% of them will pay the penalty. 98% of them want to join the military. 98% of them want to be part of the whole American dream. Why should we possibly expect that they’re any different from any of our forbears that came here and want to be a part of this great country?”

To the entire transcript go to: http://bit.ly/EdZrW

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Oye, oye, OYYA



The Philadelphia Archdiocese's Office of Youth and Young Adults and Our Lady of Fatima in Bensalem sponsored a soccer tournament July 25. Parish teams from St. John Bosco, Visitation B.V.M., St. Veronica, Divine Mercy, Our Lady of Fatima and Annunciation B.V.M. all participated. One of the three Fatima teams was the victor. Read a full account of the tournament in English in the Aug. 6 issue of the Catholic Standard & Times, and the Spanish-language version of the article in the Aug. 20 issue.

Kudos to María Reyes of OYYA and the folks at Our Lady of Fatima for a well-attended, first-time event, and to Catholic Standard & Times photographer Sarah Webb for providing the great stills from which I put together the video.

By the way, the music is by Colombian group, Bomba Estéreo, who released their U.S. debut album in June.