Dear Dean Magazine: Issue 5
Dear Dean Magazine, May 2022
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DEAR DEAN<br />
M A G A Z I N E<br />
G U E S T S P O T L I G H T S<br />
" L E G A C Y O F J A P A N E S E<br />
I N T E R N M E N T " B Y<br />
H E A T H E R R E I G H<br />
V O L . 5 | M A Y . 2 2 , 2 0 2 2<br />
" F L Y G O A L S " B Y<br />
K A T Y A J U L I E T<br />
F E A T U R E D B L O G<br />
T R I B U T E T O M O T H E R S . . .<br />
" A B U S R I D E "<br />
& M U C H M O R E !<br />
S U P R E M E<br />
S U P R E M A C Y<br />
Roe v Wade, Birth Control &<br />
A Vasectomy Story... Oh my!
CONTENT<br />
SUPREME SUPREMACY<br />
Roe v Wade, Birth Control &<br />
Vasectomies... oh my!<br />
TOTM<br />
A Vasectomy Story<br />
DEAR DEAN FEATURED BLOG<br />
"A Bus Ride"<br />
GUEST SPOTLIGHTS<br />
Heather Reigh and Katya Juliet Lerner<br />
MORE GOODIES<br />
Hit or Miss List, New Podcast "Voice Memos",<br />
Myron's Bookshop & More!<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.2
Hello subscribers! Approaching the second<br />
half of the year and in this issue we dive into<br />
Women’s healthcare aka Abortion -- as if our<br />
cover art wasn’t very clear!<br />
HELLO FROM MYRON<br />
I share my own vasectomy story, laying out<br />
how if men want to control anything we<br />
should be controlling where procreation<br />
actually starts.<br />
We mourn those murdered in Buffalo by a<br />
white nationalist, and a link out to my recent<br />
viral blog "We Will In Fact Replace You."<br />
Guest contributors Heather Reigh tells a story<br />
of Japanese internment as seen through her<br />
family’s eyes, and Katya Juliet Lerner shares a<br />
fresh and creative perspective on goal setting in<br />
a piece titled "Fly Goals."<br />
Finally, what is the month of May if we don’t<br />
pause and talk about our mothers? See my<br />
tribute in my featured blog, "A Bus Ride."<br />
And all the rest - What’s Streaming, Hit/Miss,<br />
and another cool crossword. I hope you enjoy it<br />
all!<br />
-MJC
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DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.5
S U P R E M E<br />
SUPREMACY
M Y R O N J . C L I F T O N<br />
"SUPREME COURT ABORTS<br />
ABORTION RIGHTS"<br />
"WE WILL IN FACT<br />
REPLACE YOU"<br />
In an unprecedented leak of a draft opinion, the<br />
Supreme Court’s radical Catholics prepared to reach<br />
back to the GOP glory days of a coat hanger in every<br />
purse, street and alley “medicine”, and abortion is okay<br />
if you are wealthy and Uncle John is a doctor.<br />
Writing for the majority, each of whom is catholic,<br />
Alito’s 98-page document says there is no<br />
constitutional basis for abortion, just like there is no<br />
constitutional basis for marriage for two gay people to<br />
be married, or that there is any basis in their hallowed<br />
200-year old document for interracial marriage.<br />
Predictably the supreme court’s shit hit the<br />
democratic fan.<br />
That’s right: it is not *only about abortion or access to<br />
abortions, but about preserving the white race, aka,<br />
white supremacy. Make no mistake that the decision is<br />
about forcing white women and girls to have babies to<br />
reverse the decades long trend of declining birthrates<br />
for white women and thus for white America.<br />
Republicans are close to realizing their party’s dream<br />
of turning back the clock to the time of burning single,<br />
older, unattached to a man poor women at the stake.<br />
The GOP is salivating at the prospect of white women<br />
as baby-making incubators who have no control or<br />
agency, who cannot access birth control or any form of<br />
contraception, and who can be charged for murder if<br />
they miscarry.<br />
Your republican family member that you talk to all the<br />
time is supporting charging doctors who perform<br />
abortions – including for rape or incest – with murder.<br />
Your best friend who happens to be a republican<br />
supports restricting women from traveling to another<br />
state that allows abortion, and agrees that even if a<br />
baby is conceived in say, Missouri, then that state can<br />
charge the mother who gets an abortion with murder<br />
even if that mother never even lived in the state.<br />
And your coworker who is republican is okay with<br />
bounties being placed to capture women who have<br />
had an abortion.<br />
When you combine declining white births with the<br />
growth of the Latino/Hispanic and Black populations,<br />
you get white supremacists afraid of the inevitable –<br />
white folk as minority in the country they believe is<br />
made by and for them, despite the living evidence that<br />
everyone else represents....<br />
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Black, Native, Latino and Hispanic women say to white<br />
women… welcome to how they’ve lived for the past<br />
few centuries in an America that is unequal, unfair,<br />
legally restricted, and medically hostile to them more<br />
than anyone else.<br />
The illegitimate “supreme” court is close to fulfilling<br />
the prayers of the leading misogynistic, racist, antiimmigrant<br />
organization in the nation – The Heritage<br />
Foundation....<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.7<br />
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TOTM<br />
Strange there were no protestors outside my doctor’s<br />
office when I got a vasectomy. I didn’t have to navigate<br />
any local laws or travel out of state. There were no<br />
religious pressure in or out of the doctors, or antivasectomy<br />
pamphlets handed out, no news coverage,<br />
and no billboards.<br />
One thing that did surprise me was I was told to wait 6<br />
months per state rules. I was married at the time and<br />
my then wife had to sign off on the procedure and the<br />
wait was designed to make me *really consider what I<br />
wanted to do. I didn’t know beforehand I would have<br />
to.<br />
I don’t know if that’s still the case as this was in 2010<br />
or 2011 I think. And on second thought they did give<br />
me a pamphlet- pre surgery preparations. That’s it.<br />
I decided to have vasectomy because I didn’t want<br />
more kids & my then wife wanted off birth control for<br />
health reasons. I had never thought of getting snipped<br />
& in talking with friends & family and none had the<br />
procedure, and most were against it for, reasons that<br />
mostly were male fragile ego related.<br />
Six months later I showed up and Christine the<br />
doctor’s assistant gave me a gown & asked me to<br />
undress. Then she asked if I shaved.<br />
Surprised, I replied, “wut?”<br />
She stopped and stared, saying, “You were supposed<br />
to shave, it was in the pamphlet.”<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.8
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TOTM<br />
Hmm that was 6 months ago I thought, and I had totally<br />
forgotten.<br />
He told me to put a bag of frozen peas on it for a few<br />
hours and not to do any heavy lifting.<br />
“The doctor will be here in 5 minutes.” Christine said.<br />
That was it.<br />
We stared at each other. Then Christine said: I’ll shave<br />
you.<br />
So I get on operating table and Christine, who was quite<br />
good looking, lathers me up and begins shaving my junk<br />
drawer.<br />
There was no unprotected sex for a month, or so and I<br />
had to go to follow-up and deposit sperm in a cup<br />
again but this time to see if there was still swimmers. I<br />
was cleared and that was that.<br />
I am birth-controlled.<br />
Now, being of a certain age and having someone handle<br />
my Jessie Williams, back, forth, up, down, repeat repeat<br />
repeat meant that I showed excitement.<br />
So I said quietly but in my smoothest voice: “If I’d known<br />
vasectomies were this fun I’d have come long ago”.<br />
Well, Christine lost it & laughed loudly. And as my<br />
hospital is a teaching hospital there were student<br />
nurses present & they also lost their composure.<br />
It was a good laugh.<br />
This easy procedure was NOTHING like women &<br />
girls have to go through. Not in any way.<br />
That it can be this easy for men to prevent pregnancy<br />
and to do so without laws, lobbyists, protests,<br />
commercials, religious leaders, or posters of crying<br />
sperm, tells me that it isn’t about religion, saving<br />
“babies” adoption or sex.<br />
It’s nothing more than controlling women over<br />
controlling themselves/men.<br />
Until the doctor showed up & told us all to pipe down so<br />
he could work. Then he did.<br />
I recorded it, too. He sliced me open, pulled the vas<br />
deferens - which, though I was locally anesthetized, I<br />
still felt.<br />
It didn’t hurt but it was uncomfortable.<br />
Then he snipped it and sauntered the wound close.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.9
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TOTM<br />
It’s an extension of “Why were you dressed like that, what<br />
were you wearing, Brock Turner deserves a second<br />
chance” and, sadly, rape culture.<br />
While republicans are enacting laws in most states to<br />
regulate women I’ve yet to see one regulating men, boys,<br />
teenagers, rapists, traffickers, and the entirety of maledom<br />
that creates all these problems but who find false<br />
“solutions” that project all their misogynistic beliefs and<br />
toxicity on women instead of getting therapy and fixing<br />
their egos and hatred of women.<br />
Abortion laws affect all of us and it is important that men<br />
and those without a uterus also speak up and support<br />
women’s rights to control their own bodies and make their<br />
own healthcare decisions based on what they decide in<br />
privacy.<br />
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B Y M Y R O N J . C L I F T O N<br />
A BUS RIDE<br />
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M Y R O N J . C L I F T O N<br />
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It was a mix of dread and anxiety. Excitement and<br />
embarrassment. And guilt, an emotion I didn’t<br />
understand in this context feeling this way about my<br />
mother.<br />
It was a trip to the doctor with my mother. And it<br />
wasn’t the doctor that evoked these conflicting and<br />
overwhelming emotions and my first feelings of guilt<br />
about letting down my mother. And perhaps the<br />
strongest emotion though was the feeling of<br />
impending separation from her.<br />
From my mother.<br />
I never wanted to separate from her nor to be apart<br />
from her in any way, then and now. And yet on this<br />
day as a twelve year old I was actively planning to be<br />
apart from her for the first time in my young life. I<br />
made this moment into a big moment. A huge<br />
moment. And it became bigger since the week before<br />
when my mother told me we were going to the<br />
doctor.<br />
I still bear the scars from those injuries - one just<br />
above my hairline and two more above my eyes and<br />
within my eyebrows. I still touch them now and then to<br />
remind myself that these were MY injuries. Injuries<br />
not inflicted by the monster.<br />
On this visit to the doctor I was going for a routine<br />
checkup and my mom, as usual, was taking me. I was<br />
happy for our alone time. I was always happy for our<br />
alone time. I never wanted her to spend time with<br />
anyone else - not even my siblings - but just with me. I<br />
was terribly jealous anytime she talked to anyone. To<br />
see her laugh and have fun talking with her friends or<br />
her family brought me joy and jealousy. I wanted her<br />
attention, ALL of it, all the time. I was never happy<br />
without her attention so on those occasions she was<br />
busy I stayed close and just watched her.<br />
She’d smile at me or touch my arm or head as she<br />
walked by, acknowledging me and giving me enough<br />
life to wait her out. I’d just stay close. Sometimes I’d<br />
stare until she told me to stop. But most of the time I’d<br />
act occupied - a book, or newspapers, or a dictionary -<br />
while sneaking peeks at her when I thought she wasn’t<br />
watching.<br />
It wasn’t the doctor that I feared. I’d been to the So when she told me she was taking me to the doctor,<br />
doctor many times before with my mother, for both just the two of us, I was at first happy that we would<br />
her appointments and mine. Mine were regular get our alone time. And the fact that we were riding a<br />
check-ups and normal visits as a result of normal kid bus meant that we’d have time to walk to bus stop;<br />
activities and kid type injuries. My injuries were wait for the bus; ride the bus and walk to the hospital;<br />
always to my head though.<br />
time waiting for the doctor, and then the chance to do<br />
it all again on our way home. I’d get all that time with<br />
Once I fell off a fence and onto my head and I was her to myself. I’d be happy. But I wasn’t.<br />
knocked out. Another time I was knocked out by my<br />
oldest brother swinging a baseball bat. It was an As the day of the appointment approached my<br />
accident. And another time I ran into edge of an problems amplified to the point that I fought my<br />
opened door. Each time my head was split open with internal self’s desire to not go and to not be alone with<br />
blood flowing and me either knocked out and semiconscious.<br />
her.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.13
A B U S R I D E C O N T .<br />
It was the first time I had ever actively thought that I<br />
didn’t want to be alone with her, and my conflict<br />
made it impossible to sleep during the last two days<br />
leading up to the doctor’s visit.<br />
On the day of the trip to the doctor I dressed slowly<br />
while not thinking about what was soon to come. I<br />
tried not thinking about it but it was there twirling<br />
around my head despite my efforts to block it.<br />
We had a light breakfast and then it was time to<br />
leave. We walked out and headed toward the bus<br />
stop which was just two blocks away. We were early<br />
- mom was always early - and so we walked at a good,<br />
but not fast, pace.<br />
She made small talk and I felt her warm hands as she<br />
held my hand as she always did. I felt her power and I<br />
accepted it all. I fed from her and I drank deeply to<br />
calm myself. Her energy always overwhelmed me<br />
and I loved her for it. Her soft hands gently squeezed<br />
when she made a point, or she moved our hands in a<br />
gesture to point something out for me to look at. She<br />
was in control of my hands, and my heart, and I was<br />
part of her.<br />
I loved her so much.<br />
The bus slowed in front of us and mom got on first<br />
and I followed her steps onto the AC Transit bus,<br />
watching as she deposited the coins for our ride. She<br />
said hello to the driver and he said hello back, and<br />
said something to me. But I wasn’t listening because<br />
now was the moment.<br />
Mom walked to a seat about four rows in on the left<br />
side and sat down. I was right behind her as she sat<br />
and then as she motioned me to sit I walked by. I<br />
walked two more rows behind her and on the other<br />
side of the bus and then I sat down. I had done it. I was<br />
sitting by myself and not with my mother.<br />
I was old enough to sit alone on the bus and I didn’t<br />
want anyone to see me sitting by my mother because<br />
at my age I shouldn’t have to sit with my mother on a<br />
bus. I was old enough to sit alone I told myself over<br />
and over during the week leading up the this very trip.<br />
Now that I had actually done it I didn’t know what to<br />
think or say. But mom did.<br />
She looked back and said to me “Oh, you’re too big to<br />
sit with your mommy now, huh?”<br />
I just stared back in that weird kid way of staring at an<br />
adult where in my mind I was telling her how much I<br />
loved her and how afraid I was and how scared I was<br />
and how I didn’t want to be embarrassed to sit by my<br />
mom but I wanted to be old enough to sit alone and I<br />
didn’t want any friends to see me sitting near the front<br />
of the bus with my mom because they’d tease me at<br />
school and this was a school day so no kids were on<br />
the bus but it didn’t matter because I was old enough<br />
to sit alone and by myself and further back than mom<br />
did because that’s where the boys sat on the school<br />
bus and and and.<br />
But I said nothing. I just stared for five seconds.<br />
Mom broke the silence and said “Okay, that’s fine.”<br />
That was it. That’s all she said!<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.14
A B U S R I D E C O N T .<br />
Was she mad? Was she hurt or surprised or angry or<br />
what? What was she feeling and why wouldn’t she<br />
tell me. The thirty minute ride was torture as I<br />
watched her from an angle and she never looked<br />
back at me. To be this close and not be at her center<br />
was worse than when she was with friends or family.<br />
She was within reach and nothing stopped me from<br />
touching her or talking to her. She was so beautiful in<br />
the morning light, at this angle, and her profile.<br />
But I didn’t say a word because I was afraid of<br />
everything: Her response; any kid seeing me; and my<br />
need to be a “big boy” and not be seen as a momma’s<br />
boy.<br />
Finally we arrived at our stop. Mom had rang the bell<br />
- in those days one pulled a wire that ran the length<br />
of the bus above the seats to indicate to the driver to<br />
stop at the approaching bus stop.<br />
When the bus stopped, mom got up, looked back and<br />
said “Come on” in her typical quiet voice and direct<br />
approach. I got up and we walked the block to the<br />
doctor’s office.<br />
She didn’t grab and hold my hand though. She always<br />
grabbed and held my hand. But not this time. I guess I<br />
really was a big boy now. I was miserable.<br />
The bus came and I was numb and unafraid because I<br />
had caused mom to no longer see me as her baby boy. I<br />
was still her baby boy and I wasn’t ready to be older.<br />
I was so mad at myself but it was all my fault.<br />
Mom paid and took her seat right about at the same<br />
place on the bus as she did when we were on our way<br />
to the hospital. I watched her sit down and as she put<br />
her bag down she looked at me and said “Come sit by<br />
momma."<br />
It was a request; a statement; a demand; and most of<br />
all, an opportunity.<br />
I smiled and said “Okay,” and sat next to her. I was so<br />
happy again.<br />
The seats were close but not close enough for me so I<br />
moved over so our legs were touching. Mom looked<br />
down at me and confidently placed her left hand on my<br />
right hand. I turned my hand over and held on to her<br />
hand.<br />
And I told myself I’d never be a big boy to her and I’d<br />
never let go of her hand. I’d hold it every day if I could<br />
and feed off her energy and love.<br />
I held her hand all the way home.<br />
We visited my doctor and all went well. We had a<br />
snack and then after waiting for a bit we exited the<br />
hospital and headed back to the bus stop. Mom didn’t<br />
grab my hand. Again.<br />
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I’d hoped she had forgotten and things would go back<br />
to normal, but my entire world seemed to have<br />
changed and it was all my fault.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.15
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Internment"<br />
W R I T T E N B Y<br />
Heather Reigh
H E A T H E R R E I G H<br />
Everyone of us have these moments of time that sort of<br />
stay suspended forever in our minds. Moments we<br />
carry for the rest of our lives. It can be a milestone or a<br />
moment of historical significance. Or even those<br />
moments that break our hearts, change the way we<br />
have to move forward, like an unexpected family death<br />
or the unveiling of a family secret.<br />
One of mine was learning about the Japanese<br />
Internment. I am 11. I'm sitting in my middle school<br />
social studies class. I can remember my head snapping<br />
up, quick and fast at the words "...and there was even<br />
an internment camp here for Japanese Americans<br />
during World War II"<br />
I shot my hand up "Ms. W, can you say that again?<br />
She repeated the earlier statement and while I didn't<br />
quite process or understand what exactly she meant, I<br />
was very interested in what she had to say. I had never<br />
ever heard of Japanese Internment during World War<br />
II. What did that mean? The teacher moved on but I<br />
was stuck with this statement, thinking about it all.<br />
I remember coming home and mentioning the<br />
interaction to my mother. She immediately says " oh<br />
yea I think my mum was in one of those" I was stunned.<br />
I always knew there was something off about my<br />
grandma. She would sometimes have these outbursts<br />
where she would yell and be very angry and fearful. I<br />
thought every grandma was like this. My mother then<br />
explained that my grandmother was sent to the camp,<br />
while living in Victoria B.C.<br />
She was sent to the camps because, even though she<br />
was born in Canada, her father was born in Japan. The<br />
anti-Japanese sentiment from the bombing of Pearl<br />
Harbour spread from America and President<br />
Roosevelt's EO 9906 to Canada and South America<br />
with hundreds of thousands of people of Japanese<br />
descent being put in camps and identified as enemies<br />
of the state.<br />
I had so many questions. I knew my grandma was<br />
kooky but I had no idea about any of the rest of the<br />
story and I wanted to know more. Unfortunately most<br />
of those questions will remain unanswered. She has<br />
refused to talk about her time in the camps. 80 years<br />
of silence. I can't even imagine how awful of an<br />
experience that must have been.<br />
The moment wove into my being. I just could not<br />
reconcile my grandma. The grandma that sewed my<br />
Halloween costumes? The one who always took us on<br />
trips in the Winnebago? The same grandma that<br />
helped to raise me? That person? Why? Why her?<br />
It just never made sense.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.18
H E A T H E R R E I G H<br />
From that moment on, I would think about this<br />
information constantly. She was a Canadian citizen.<br />
She wasn't a Japanese citizen or an enemy of the state,<br />
she was 14 years old. What threat was she?<br />
But she had the face of the threat. And that was all that<br />
mattered.<br />
relationships beget damaged relationships. Unstable<br />
mothers create unstable daughters who become<br />
mothers.<br />
And it just trickles little by little.<br />
My grandmother is 92. She will be 93 in June 2022.<br />
And then she gave her face to me.<br />
Once I put those two things together, I became very<br />
aware of it. That ppl looked at her face, the slant in her<br />
eyes, the thick black hair in the required Asian girl<br />
haircut (if you know, you know)<br />
She is slowly fading and losing memory and sense of<br />
time. She sometimes goes back to that time of trauma<br />
and I can feel her fear. As she forgets where she is, she<br />
asks in a small quiet voice "where am I going?" And I<br />
worry she is mentally back in that time and that she is<br />
scared.<br />
They looked at that and saw a threat? Well how would<br />
they look at me then? If this were to happen now, in<br />
modern times?<br />
The anxiety that these camps have put on our family is<br />
just another part of the generational trauma that<br />
trickles down from this act of internment. We wonder,<br />
what if it happens again?<br />
My grandmother has had episodes for decades since.<br />
She was unable to parent her own daughter due to her<br />
own PTSD, which was definitely not being diagnosed in<br />
the 1950s.<br />
Especially not for a post World War II Japanese<br />
woman. You just stuff it down and try to fit in so they<br />
don't put you in the camp again. You become obsessed<br />
with how dark everyone looks. How proper everyone<br />
looks. No passing down of anything Japanese. She<br />
takes the culture of her Ukrainian husband and never<br />
looks back. Losing the Japanese culture, to feel safe.<br />
Except it still followed. It still trickled down. Damaged<br />
Learning about these camps forged my path to my<br />
studies, my daily work, and my interests. Everything<br />
and anything that could just explain the why. What<br />
would make people do this? How can we make sure it<br />
never happens again? As EO9906 was written, my own<br />
grandchildren, who will be 1/16th Japanese, would be<br />
enough to be taken. Therefore you spend your whole<br />
life wondering, would they put me in a camp? Would<br />
this person? Or would they turn away if they saw us<br />
being shuffled off like so many in Victoria B.C did<br />
when they took my grandma?<br />
If her citizenship couldn't save her, can mine? Where is<br />
this line?<br />
As I've gotten older and watched, especially the last 20<br />
years unfold, I've learned that the answer to those<br />
burning questions is, in far too many cases, YES.<br />
Yes, they would. Would you stop them?<br />
I often think about the legacy of these camps. I wish<br />
the shame of the camps was gone.<br />
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H E A T H E R R E I G H<br />
I wish that my grandmother didn't have to lose her own<br />
culture to feel safe. I am one of many grandchildren of<br />
camp survivors who have the face and not the culture. I<br />
wish we talked more about the damage these camps did to<br />
our families and our sense of belonging.<br />
I've tried to get my grandma to talk about it for decades<br />
now. She has remained somewhat silent, minus a few<br />
details such as where the camp was. But never will I get<br />
the full story, her full story. It's just too traumatic, I<br />
suppose.<br />
I've come to accept this. This is our legacy of the Japanese<br />
Internment. This is the story. The silence, the loss of<br />
culture, the episodes. I will fight to reclaim as much<br />
culture as I can but I also know that's just the way it<br />
trickled down for us.<br />
Teruyo ``Pauline" Asano is the name my grandmother was<br />
given. She was interned in Greenwood B.C. Canada. Her<br />
story is part of the Asian-America history. It deserves to<br />
be acknowledged and her story, and many others deserve<br />
to be heard.<br />
Follow Heather on Twitter!<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.20
MYRON'S<br />
HIT OR MISS<br />
list<br />
You will either LOVE or HATE being on<br />
this list. It's time to call out the good,<br />
bad and the ugly as it happened on<br />
Twitter. We saw it live with our own<br />
eyes, and now it's time to review the<br />
best and the worst... saddle up!<br />
HIT<br />
America celebrated Mother’s<br />
Day with the usual pomp and<br />
flair, flowers, and chocolate.<br />
MISS<br />
Republicans went on attack<br />
against girls, women, mothers,<br />
as they sought to make all<br />
abortions illegal.<br />
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HIT<br />
Midterm Elections have started, and Dems are<br />
looking good.<br />
MISS<br />
Early turnout in the critical state of Pennsylvania<br />
was very low.<br />
HIT<br />
President Biden invoked the Defense Protection<br />
Act to increase production of baby formula, and<br />
authorize use of federal airplanes to fly-in formula<br />
from overseas.<br />
MISS<br />
Every republican voted against bill that would ensure<br />
access to baby formula amid shortage.<br />
HIT<br />
Baseball is back – the boys of summer are in the<br />
swing of things!<br />
MISS<br />
Good god the season is 162 games long! Cut it in<br />
half and make baseball exciting again.<br />
HIT<br />
A partial eclipse of the moon, combined with a<br />
blood moon, had sky lookers thrilled.<br />
MISS<br />
Popular scientist Neil DeGrasse Tyson, dampened<br />
everyone’s enthusiasm while shrugging, “It ain’t all<br />
that.”<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.22
MY FAVORITE THINGS<br />
STREAMING RIGHT NOW...<br />
Paramount+<br />
HALO. Season 1 of the series based on the popular<br />
video game. Good multifaceted storytelling, above<br />
average special effects, and world-building that is quite<br />
impressive.<br />
Netflix<br />
Selling Sunset. The women are back for season 5 +<br />
reunion show. It is trashy, glitzy, flashy, petty, and easy<br />
on the eyes. The women show off.. expensive<br />
southern California estates that sell from two to fortymillion<br />
dollars. And they battle one-another with<br />
multiple threads of interpersonal issues, marriages,<br />
divorces, babies, loss, and love.<br />
HULU<br />
Hunter Hunter. A bonkers thriller that slow burns to a<br />
shocking and wholly unexpected conclusion that will<br />
have you wanting to either immediately rewatch it, or<br />
question why you watched it in the first place.<br />
HBO<br />
Doom Patrol. The comic book “heroes” that are<br />
comical, bad at being heroes, and who deal with<br />
weirdness that’s obscure and… weird, is on its fourth<br />
season and still going strong and wrong. Part hippytrippy,<br />
part therapy for various mental health issues,<br />
and part 12-step recovery.<br />
Disney +<br />
Continuing on the theme of superheroes and mental<br />
health, Moon Knight showed that Marvel/Disney are<br />
unafraid to look at the mental health of superheroes<br />
again after doing so very acutely with WandaVision<br />
and The Falcon and Winter Soldier. Moon Knight has<br />
Dissociative Identity Disorder that is made worse by<br />
an Egyptian god who inhabits his body.<br />
The god experiences all of Mark Specter’s personas.<br />
The story is all over the place, befitting the internal<br />
struggles Mark is going through trying to figure out<br />
what is happening.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.23
FLY<br />
GOALS<br />
W R I T T E N B Y<br />
Katya Juliet Lerner<br />
We have all heard of SMART goals but have you<br />
heard about FLY Goals? Probably not, since it’s<br />
something I thought up - but I think it just might be<br />
what many of us need right now...<br />
But first — Why are goals so important? There is<br />
nothing better than the feeling of inspiration and<br />
excitement about a new goal or idea. Aside from the<br />
delight in finally achieving it. Without goals, it<br />
becomes much harder to achieve your dreams, no<br />
matter how big or small.<br />
Let’s back track for a moment. What is a goal?<br />
“A goal is the object of a person’s ambition or effort;<br />
an aim or desired result.”<br />
5. Goals help you find your purpose.<br />
6. Goals help you celebrate success and milestones.<br />
7. Goals help you uncover hidden strengths.<br />
8. Goals help you identify and overcome obstacles in<br />
your way.<br />
9. Goals help you evolve and grow.<br />
10. Goals help you achieve things you never thought<br />
possible.<br />
Remember SMART goals?<br />
Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic, and Timely.<br />
I have always been a huge fan of utilizing this method<br />
of goal setting when it comes to coaching and sales.<br />
Here are 10 reasons why setting goals are important:<br />
1. Goals help you stay focused.<br />
2. Goals help you measure your progress and results.<br />
3. Goals help you avoid the pitfalls of distraction and<br />
procrastination.<br />
4. Goals help you stay motivated.<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.24
K A T Y A J U L I E T L E R N E R<br />
But when it comes to your life’s dream or a big risk, I<br />
think it’s critical to push yourself beyond SMART goal<br />
reasoning and practice what I like to call, FLY goals.<br />
SMART goals play it safe. They make you ask if<br />
something is realistic or achievable. But when it<br />
comes to our biggest hopes and dreams many people<br />
would get to that step and begin to doubt themselves.<br />
FLY goals force you to take that leap of faith.<br />
“Set a goal that makes you want to<br />
jump out of bed in the morning.”<br />
Goal setting as a consistent behavior is powerful on<br />
its own, but FLY goals will help you take it all to the<br />
next level as you work towards building your best<br />
self.<br />
You have a dream. A spark. An idea. You want to start<br />
a business. Take a huge risk. These are all moments in<br />
your life when basic goals and smart goals can begin<br />
to stifle you, as self-doubt and fear settle in. That’s<br />
why you need to set goals using the FLY goal test.<br />
WHAT ARE FLY GOALS? FLY stands for:<br />
F – Fiercely<br />
L – Loving<br />
Y – Yourself<br />
You set a goal. A big one. A passionate one.<br />
Now, make sure it passes the FLY goal test...<br />
Is this a goal that was made fiercely, staring your<br />
fear in the face and saying “no way, not today!”<br />
and setting out to make it happen?<br />
Is this a goal that supports the love you have for<br />
yourself, your self-worth and your confidence?<br />
Is this a goal that pushes you to become your best<br />
self? Are you pumping yourself up with YOLO’s and<br />
You Go Girls (or boys) and saying YES!<br />
Fiercely Loving Yourself. It doesn’t always come easily.<br />
We are our own worst critics. We love the day dream<br />
and hype but in order to make it our reality we must<br />
force ourselves to become much stronger; take bigger<br />
risks and push ourselves to withstand the inevitable case<br />
of self-doubt waiting seeping in.<br />
Fiercely Loving Yourself. It’s what separates you from<br />
those who do not chase their dreams. It’s the difference<br />
between inviting value and honor into your daily life and<br />
just settling.<br />
Without active goals setting in our lives (and revisiting<br />
and revamping them along the way), we risk losing our<br />
passions or purpose.<br />
SMART goals are helpful but may be too narrow a scope<br />
for some. Never limit yourself by applying the wrong<br />
model to what might be the most important decision of<br />
your life.<br />
Whether it’s trying something new, getting back into<br />
something old, or simply working on your state of mind,<br />
goals will keep you honest and on track. Add FLY goals<br />
into the equation and they will take you to the next<br />
level.<br />
So, what makes you feel inspired and excited? What<br />
makes you want to jump out of bed in the morning?<br />
What makes you want to FLY?<br />
DEAR DEAN MAGAZINE | p.25<br />
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M y r o n J . C l i f t o n i s s l i g h t l y o l d e r t h a n f i f t y , l i v e s i n S a c r a m e n t o ,<br />
C a l i f o r n i a , a n d i s a n a v i d B a y A r e a s p o r t s f a n . H e l i k e s c o m i c b o o k s ,<br />
t e l l i n g s t o r i e s a b o u t h i s l a t e m o m t o h i s b e l o v e d d a u g h t e r L e a h , a n d<br />
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