My American Book. Embracing Science Embracing Faith
It is a think book. In a letter-size format of 128 pages, my book is my own selection of 22 essays (and a bonus of 1) all published by the American Chronicle:
Al Gore, who awakened me to the danger of change – climate change;
George W Bush, who awakened me to the danger when people refuse to change;
Joseph Estrada, who awakened me to the danger in appearances;
Gringo Honasan, who awakened me to the danger in militant peace;
Antonio Trillanes, who awakened me to the danger in militant adventurism;
Intellectuals of the University of the Philippines, who awakened me to the danger in militant nationalism;
Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo, who awakened me to the danger when people depreciate you for the size of your body and don´t appreciate you for the size of your mind.
Along with quite a few others of the male species:
Edward de Bono, who with his book The Mechanism Of Mind taught me not only critical thinking but more so creative thinking;
Rudolf Flesch, who with his book How To Write, Think And Speak More Effectively taught me to think beyond self-imposed borders of the mind;
Peter Drucker, who with his insights not only in the management of men and minds taught me to think of information as intellectual capital;
Jose Rizal, the national hero of my country, who with his genius showed the world, even before Mahatma Gandhi did, the matter of peace as the way to move people in the path of progress.
My book is about believing in a greater cause than money, greater than US President George W Bush, greater than the mightiest country in history, greater even than science: Global Warming. Each of the essays – for essays they are, very personal – shows warmth not so much coming from the writer as much as it is coming from the sun that will keep temperatures rising until we set it, the Sun of Climate Change.
You might think of my book as a multi-country enterprise, reflecting the intellectual geography where it´s coming from. Using your Mercator map, if you triangulate American Chronicle in the USA, me in the Philippines and ICRISAT in India, what countries do you find included? Asia of course, and Africa, where you find millions upon millions of the poor. Science is not good enough if it´s not good enough for the poor.
No, I don´t write for the poor. Of course not – they can´t read me. I call it an ´American book´ first, because all 23 essays (except 1) have been published by the American Chronicle, and second, because it´s in English in the American idiom, that which I have adopted as my first language of writing.
And why not Filipino, my country´s national language? Because English is the richest language in the world, because only in English can you have the full measure of science – with apologies to German, which is Greek to me – only in English can I have the full measure (my cup runneth over) of my Catholic faith, only in English can I express myself completely, convincingly, competently, creatively. Years ago, on some occasions when I was asked to speak before a group, while the previous speakers went into the Filipino (Tagalog) mode, I used to say, ´You have to excuse me, for I too am a victim of colonial education.´ If English is colonial education, so be it; I find that it nourishes my brain and nurtures my soul – I would not have known about the two other sources of Roman Catholicism other than the Bible, and these are the Magisterium and Holy Tradition, if I didn´t read English. And contrary to what in my country the activists claim, I don´t have to speak your language to help you.
My book has its many faults, my many faiths and its many firsts:
About its many faults, you´ll have to find out for yourself – ask ICRISAT for how you may have a copy of the print or CD copy (the electronic file is almost 14 MB already in pdf); try w.dar@cgiar.org. (The best way to browse a book is through a computer.) The book design is mine; the multi-dimensional cover is by Smitha Sitaraman of ICRISAT – for which I thank her, since it quietly and nicely mirrors the myriads of little stories and little fillips of the mind you will find inviting you to read on in all the pages.
About my many faiths, the list includes the speed and quality of work one can do with the personal computer, the priceless treasures one can find in the Internet if one is intent, the infinite capacity of the human brain to see all things new, the goodness that men (embracing women) can do if they will.
About its many firsts, I´ll be very glad to recite them for you:
(1) My American Book, letter-sized and all 128 pages of it is, if I may say so myself, an American-Indian-Filipino collaboration, I believe a Third World first in publishing a volume of essays in science.
(2) My book is science with faith, not in the sense of Christian Science, but in that my science story is tempered with my Roman Catholic faith; it is East and West, and ever the twain meet. Science, because there must be a reason for everything. Faith, because I believe, and you cannot reason out a belief. I believe in science; I believe in God and I believe in family, and you can´t take that away from me.
(3) Each of the 23 essays in my book is a brainchild of my wild imagination, each unique as to treatment of the topic or perspective taken. And each one has ´a surprise ending,´ Franciscan style. Creativity permeates it, tying up all the elements in ways that describe and delight, that edify as well as defy the conventional thinking on the subject.
(4) My book formally introduces a new genre of science writing, that which I refer to as the Franciscan essay – Francisco is my full name and Franciscan reflects my Catholicism (as in no divorce in court, no condom in class) – the essay being a blend of the certainty of science with the credulity of faith, a blend of seriousness with playfulness – technical jargon translated into the popular much with confidence, often with humor, forever with an offbeat style.
In my book, you will find Robert Frost, who taught me to take the road less travelled. Norman Mailer, who taught me to write with heart. William Shakespeare, who taught me to appreciate the English language more than anyone of my teachers. John Kennedy, who taught me to ask what I can do for my country and not ask instead what my country can do for me, like the Manila complainers, mendicants, oppositionists do. Ray Bradbury, who taught me that to write is to ´Live forever!´ William Dar, who is my Al Gore of Science. Santiago R Obien, who is my Wizard of Rice. Bill Gates, who is my Wizard of OS (as in operating system).
I wasn´t thinking of a book out of my essays; I did not choose ICRISAT as the subject of my essay; rather, a good friend everyone calls SRO, for Santiago R Obien, suggested it, knowing about my essaying. I had written about SRO in the American Chronicle (´The Wizard Of Rice who cultivated minds´) and SRO liked it enough to suggest, ´Why don´t you write about Willie Dar?´ whom at that time I didn´t know from Adam. And so I did. The first essay was a long one, more than 4300 words, ´The Yankee Dawdle. On Discovery Sorghum, The Great Climate Crop´ published 2007 February 4 (americanchronicle.com). By that time I had been writing for American Chronicle exactly a year; it was my 22nd essay for this online magazine. Quite a few more essays later, sometimes on ICRISAT science but more often not, the Institute´s Director General William Dar challenged me to write even more and collect them into a book that ICRISAT would publish. That I did, and that it did. That is how my American book was conceived and delivered, thank you very much!
I´m glad ICRISAT found me because I liked the science I found in it, which Team ICRISAT has summarized into ´Science with a human face´ (its mantra) for a ´grey to green revolution´ (its motto).
My essays, where are all these coming from? In my book, some of the wit and without come from the Reader´s Digest – love at first sight; I´ve been in love with this creature since high school, and that´s a long, long time – would you believe 50 years? From the great copywriter David Ogilvy comes my long-windedness, from the great playwright George Bernard Shaw comes the irreverent wit, and from the great story teller Oscar Wilde, imagination.
Oh yes, with Ray Bradbury I imagine we will live forever!
