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Oh yea… and some dude was re-elected president.

Singapore is currently engaged in a bit of navel gazing over racism. Over the last weekend some woman posted online a sad racist rant. Twenty four hours or so later, after much online screaming, the quasi-governmental organization she worked for fired her. The debate online continues…

I’m not going to complain about Singaporeans or Singapore societal woes, which is admittedly my normal MO. Rather I am going to say that it is good that Singapore is having this sort of dialog. In my experience around Europe and Asia, everyone is racist. Some are active racists; most are passive. Coming from the US I have a lot of baggage regarding racism, race based slavery, internment camps, racist immigration laws, segregation; you name it and we’ve done it. But… While the US’ history is as bad, or worse, than most, we have, through the pain and suffering these incidents caused, learned a great deal about ourselves and established societal norms regarding racism. This is important; you can legislate behavior but not feelings and thoughts. So while everyone is America is free to be as racist as they want in their own head, they know what racism is and were any gray area ends and unacceptable behavior begins. You are allowed to think anything you want, and free speech means that you can say what you want — even if I disagree with it. But, everyone knows the basic societal rules about racism. If you chose to cross the line you do so with full knowledge of what you are going.

In my time overseas I have come to believe that racism is, like xenophobia and others, the natural state of humans. Most societies have never had to face up to racism in their society because they never, or only rarely, had to deal with a person of another race. I remember watching a news broadcast in England about a fella that got killed by the police and being astounded, because the chief of police was visually stumbling over his words when it came to how to address the dead guy, who happened to be from the Caribbean. he stumbled though “black man,” and other terms — all of which he got blasted for online. In Japan I experience the joy of being a foreigner, and white by being the only person on the trains with personal space. And I remember back in 2001 or 2002 how a neo-nazi group brutally murdered a kid only because he was a muslim. The authorities, in Sweden, were flabbergasted that something like that could happen in their oh-so-liberal country.

So, I believe, everyone is racist everyone has the capacity to rise above their in-built racism, but it takes some work and in order to do it one must know that this state exists. Most countries are fairly, racially, homogeneous and only in the past few years have these places experienced an influx immigrants who don’t fit the racial profile of their new home. It’s easy to boast how tolerant you are when it’s about fixing something that happened far way. It’s much harder to actually practice it. I think that having a dialog and setting boundaries of what behavior is socially acceptable is an important first step to addressing the problem. Singapore has a long way to go but has made a start.

After much deliberation, this:

is Olivia’s name in written in Chinese Characters. Like Victoria’s Chinese name [confusion.cc] it starts with “Bèi Wǎn”; Bèi being the family name and Wǎn because the tradition here (I don’t know if this holds in China or Taiwan too) is to name the kids with a common second character, so while Victoria is Bèi Wǎn Líng, Olivia is Bèi Wǎn Xuán.

The first to characters have the same meaning as for Victoria, so I’ll just copy what I wrote last time:

The first character, Bèi or Bui3 [wiktionary.org], according to Wiktionary, means “sea shell” or “money/currency.” Money as in they used to use little sea shells as money back in the day before coins. Bèi (or Bui3) was chosen simply because it has a nice meaning and sounds similar to the first syllable of “Beggerly.”

Wǎn or Yun2 [wiktionary.org] (unfortunately the pronunciation is radically different in Mandarin and Cantonese) means “seem” or “as if”.

The final character, Xuán or Syun4 [wiktionary.org], means “beautiful jade” or “star”.

The full translation then of Olivia’s name should be either “Sea shell, as if beautiful jade” or “Sea shell, as if a star.” But as the family name is not really relevant, Wǎn Xuán (or Yun2 Syun4) means “as if beautiful jade” or “Seems [to be] a star.”

It was a lot harder to pick Olivia’s name than it was to pick Victoria. The using the same middle character, 宛, really took some thought because we didn’t really like any of the various choices the fung shui guy provided for the third character. The few that were nice (and, crucially, that I could come anywhere near pronouncing,) have really bad Cantonese homophones so they were out automatically. As with Victoria, I hope that one day Olivia will appreciate all the effort we put into picking a name that not only has a nice meaning but sounds good to both Chinese and English speakers.

Unfortunately I still can’t convince my wife to name our children after long dead kings of biblical era empires. I tried to convince her to name our first child “Nebuchadnezzar, King of the Fertile Crescent” [wikipedia.org] but she didn’t like it. A good thing in the end I guess as it turned out the baby was a girl, and Nebuchadnezzar, King of the Fertile Crescent is a bit odd for a girl. For our second child I was hoping for a less well-known dead king — one “Suppiluliuma, Lord of Anatolia” [wikipedia.org] for a boy or “Gassulawiya, Tawananna of the Hittites” [wikipedia.org]” for a girl. For some reason my wife is less than inclined to let me name the kids.