Vol. 3    No. 15
July 24, 2008
Reflections/Jonathan Gramling
Procrastination?

Stories & Columns

Don Becker of the Becker Law
Office gives back to the
community: Little big philanthropy,
by Jonathan Gramling

Dane Dances begins its ninth
season: The Caribbean essence,
by Jonathan Gramling

A firsthand look at garment
workers in Southeast Asia: Focus
on workers' rights,
by Dawn Crim

Asian Wisconzine: MG&E's
Charles Warner:  The Filipino in me
(Part 1),
by Heidi M. Pascual
www.asianwisconzine.com

Simple Things/Solidarity,
by Lang Kenneth Haynes

Politicas de hoy/Invertir en uno
mismo siempre es bueno,
por Alfonso Zepeda-Capistran

Poetic tongues/Academic anemia,
by Fabu

Centerspread/Insert:
African American Ethnic Academy;
Dr. Fannie Hinklin's 90th birthday;
Madison Black Professionals
Network Annual Picnic,
by Jonathan Gramling

Kipps Home Cookin: Staying Alive
(Part 2 of 2),
by Jonathan Gramling

Gareth Zerbach resigns as
Nuestro Mundo principal:
Reflections on Nuestro,
by Jonathan Gramling

China Dispatch/
Night fun,
by Andrew Gramling

Urban League's 40th Anniversary:
The context of the times,
by Jonathan Gramling

A night of 1000 conversations:
Constitutional Rights?,
by Jonathan Gramling

Summer celebration of Diversity
Picnic: A man of justice,
by Jonathan Gramling




Editorial Staff
Jonathan Gramling
Publisher & Editor

Heidi Manabat
Managing Editor

Clarita G. Mendoza
Sales Manager

Contributing Writers
Paul Barrows
Fabu Carter-Brisco
Jean Daniels
Andrew Gramling
Lang Kenneth Haynes
Heidi M. Pascual
Laura Salinger
Alfonso Zepeda Capistran

©2008 The Capital City Hues
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Sheer gratitude
WISC-TV's Maria
Guerrero and her
American Dream
 It’s been one of those all night marathons again to get the newspaper out. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I
can’t seem to get out of this last minute push kind of thing that leaves me feeling have crazy from the lack of sleep
and the printer wondering ‘Is he going to make us late again?’
 I am regularly accused of being a procrastinator, you know, someone who out of laziness or whatever leaves things
to the last moment. Now I can see how someone might get the impression that I am a procrastinator seeing that I’m
always hitting up against deadlines and sometimes missing them. By simple appearances, I am a genuine
procrastinator.
 But I also have to keep in mind that I am a small business, community person. Heidi refers to me as community
property because I am involved in so much stuff. I swear there isn’t a project I’ve come across that I haven’t liked.
My newspaper reporting is out in the community, usually five or more activities a week Then there is the constant
volunteering that I seem to do more than my paid work. (Why didn’t my parents teach me how to say no?) It always
seems to come up at the darndest times, sometimes even when I’m in the last stages of getting the paper out. But I
committed and so I have to do it. I’ve always had a hard time differentiating between paid and volunteer work — at
least until it comes time to pay the bills. Then I know for sure.
 And then there is the bookkeeping/accounting work I have to do in order to make a living. The paper doesn’t pay
much, except in a certain amount of goodwill generated in the community. So I work with non-profits as a part of my
‘day job,’ the one that really pays the bills.
 There’s a phrase from a Stevie Wonder tune ‘Don’t You Worry About a Thing’ that goes something like this ‘You’re
the only one who knows the changes you’ve been through.’ Well in my case, I have to produce things or create
things or do things for so many people in so many different organizations that I am always up against a deadline.
And I can see why someone would think I procrastinate. I probably would feel the same way. All they see is me
coming at the last minute with whatever I’m supposed to be bringing and probably assume I had some free time
before then, which I could have better used to complete their project without all of the drama.
 Yeah, I can see what they mean except I don’t remember any free time. I remember working and I remember
eating and I remember watching some news on TV and falling asleep watching some more TV. But I don’t
remember any free time.
 So when I try to describe what I do, well first I pray and then I tell them I’m like an air traffic controller who has a
number of flights lined up ready to take flight. And I have all of those flights in a row and they all have to take off in
order. I can’t always move the others away so that one particular flight can take off. So I tell people to relax, that
their flight will get to where it’s going. It just might not arrive when you need it to. But you do know it will arrive. So
that is what my life is like on some days, a harried air traffic controller.
 I have people tell me ‘Well why don’t you cut down the number of projects you are involved in.’ Usually that person
is someone I am working on a project with. So then I turn around and ask them ‘So you wouldn’t mind if I stop
working with your organization?’ Well, they’ll respond very quickly ‘No that’s not what I had in mind at all. I was
thinking the other guy, not me.’ And so I end up cutting no one because I hear that person’s plea and I’ll be darned if
I’m going to cut the other person at their request.
 And then there is always the case of something coming up while you are getting the paper out. Life waits for no
one and that is doubly true for a newspaper. I had to go out this afternoon to take some photos at a function. They
didn’t ask me if they could hold the function on my go-to-press day and neither would I expect them to. But I had
better get out there and cover the story if I expect them to call me next time, which doesn’t land on go-to-press day.
So next time you see me out there and I’m looking a little harried and definitely a little late, just remember that poor
air traffic controller. He’s trying to get the flights out on time. Honest!