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	<title>Bino A. Realuyo</title>
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	<description>Educator, Author, Change Agent</description>
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		<title>Because Jan Brewer is Everywhere</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I live in an all-white-resident building on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.  As the only brown person in my building, I have been mistaken for a delivery boy by newly-hired white doormen (they're all white), and have not been let into the building until the another doorman confirmed that I lived here.   Once they found out that I actually lived here and had no pizza to deliver, they became extremely gracious, as they should be.  ]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/07/because-jan-brewer-is-everywhere/</link>
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		<title>Equal Opportunity GLEE or Minstrels Circa 2010?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At first glance, GLEE seems like the dreamboat of the marginalized peoples of good ole USofA.    The cast is as colorful as Carrie's shoe closet in Sex in the City, and certainly makes Carrie's foursome  and whitesome a cast of old Puritannica.   I personally have not seen so much diversity out of the closet in one show.   ]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/06/equal-opportunity-glee-or-minstrels-circa-2010/</link>
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		<title>Life in a Chinatown Sweatshop</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes my students wouldn’t show up in class.   When they came the Sunday after, they would tell me where they had been:  “Go to Con-necticah,” or “Go to Mas-sachuseh.”   They would take the Chinatown buses to these places, and they would do this on a regular basis.   At the time, my naivete made me wonder why anyone would travel that far to play Mahjong.]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/05/life-in-a-chinatown-sweatshop/</link>
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		<title>My Wall Street: A Life with Cruella</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Unfortunately, I wouldn't be working for Martha, but for her boss, a golden aged virago with a voice that could rattle a dormant earthquake fault. Let's call her, Cruella de Ville, 80s version, this way I wouldn't have to describe her, because in fact, she looked very much like that cartoon, minus the dogs and the black and white color theme (or you can also age Merryl Streep's character in The Devil Wears Prada and get a good image of this woman).]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/04/my-wall-street-a-life-with-cruella/</link>
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		<title>Brown in America</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Interestingly enough, in my job interviews, I have been asked about my ethnic background, as if it has any bearing with the job.   As a former Human Rights Commission employee, I know that it is a red flag for discriminatory practices.    I must admit feeling extremely uncomfortable after being asked that, "Where are you from?" question, but I went ahead with the interview with a smile.   Of course, as expected, I never heard from those people again. ]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/04/brown-in-america/</link>
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		<title>The World According to &#8220;Avatar&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[And so the story continues.  We find out that our dear savages can't save their asses.   Infiltrator-turned-indigenous had to find a way to save them, because he had fallen in love with the Leader's daughter, our extraterrestrial Pocahontas who couldn't find a good mate in her tribe, she had to go for someone that had to be plugged into an electric outlet. ]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/03/the-world-according-to-avatar/</link>
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		<title>Politically Yours</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have no qualms professing the former, Political Person.   Since my apolitical and naive college years, I have grown to be very engaged in things . . . of political nature.   I have made a working life out of fighting for social justice.]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/03/politically-yours/</link>
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		<title>Found &#8220;Object&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So what do ethnic writers in America get to settle with? If Oscars Night was any indication, the answer perhaps is to mask one's ethnic identity, or write  for the demographic majority.]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/03/found-object/</link>
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		<title>A Woman at the Well</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ In 2010, I am feeling the need to quench my multiple levels of thirst.   There is that thirst to start a new organization.  There is that thirst to finish my new poetry collection.  There is that thirst to work for an organization where I can make a difference.   I am at a new stage in life.   Post-graduate school.  Post-four decades.   There is much to be excited about. ]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/03/a-woman-at-the-well/</link>
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		<title>Return to Bloggamundo</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So toast to a new virtual home!  And of course, to blog again, which I've done off and on for the past six years.   Hello World, indeed!]]></description>
		<link>http://binoarealuyo.com/2010/03/hello-world/</link>
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