Showing posts with label bloom. Show all posts
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On the topic of raising dogs for meat again

Sunday, 2 October 2011 Posted by Rain


Last time when I mention this issue in my blog, it was only a complaint from a concerned mother who sent her child to one of Bloom's study trip. The borrower her money funded a loan for didn't use it for dogs, so it raised concern, but did no harm. All we needed to do was to assure her that we would never support or engage in practicing animal cruelty. But till then, none of our borrowers want to borrow money to raise dogs. But the fear has finally come true. There is one request for loan to raise dogs, from a particularly difficult situation.

This matter has been discussed, and the result is likely to be a big "NO", because of the worry that "one bad comment/review on tripadvisor will hurt the business so bad". Precisely because Bloom is so young and dependent on words of mouth, we don't dare to do anything against the taste of our clients. And everyone knows where the most forceful animal activists come from. The West, of course. It is also where the most of our money come from.


So one disadvantage of combining tourism with mircrofinance is the need to please consumers. We more or less produce a service, they consume it, if they are happy, they pay, and with their money, we grow. When the customers have different values and beliefs than the people at the other end of this consumption, namely those who love eating dogs and rely heavily from money earned from them, this can create strains. If customers is more valued, i.e. demand of capital is higher than supply for capital, then it's their value and beliefs that are taken into account.


This particular woman is a special case. Here is what I wrote about her and put in the borrowers' database:


Family Background: Ms. Ly has a very complicated situation, but a very cheerful personality despite her life tragedy. She divorces her first husband, with whom she has 2 children. The first son lives with his father. The son has married, has one daughter but got divorced and the baby girl is now living with her mother. He is very much a playboy and sometimes comes to his mother to ask for money. However, Ly insists that she never gives him any money, just food. The second daughter, Thuy, finished grade 6 and lives with her. She has married and also got divorced. Ly says her daughter is slow, but since it’s common for separated women to be conceived by villagers as not intelligent, slow or lazy, we don’t take it much serious. Thuy has started working in a factory about 20km from home a month ago and now she rents a room to stay there. Ly’s youngest daughter is from another man. She is now in grade 4 and her tuition is two million a year. From Quyet, we know that they have never been officially married, but now he is living in a province very far from Hanoi.
Quyet also told us that Ly was trafficked to China for 2-3 years and she managed somehow to escape. Someone kidnapped her against her will but not many details are known to the villagers. The house she is living in now was contributed by the women’s union. Lien Xuan is her natal home, so she doesn’t own much land here since all her children’s land are in her first husband’s village. Ly inherits one unit of land from her father.
She took a small loan from the Social Policy Bank a few years ago and fully paid and has no existing debt.



But she won't get a loan, as long as it is against the belief that dogs should not be eaten, held by those who supply the capital for her loan.
Isn't it very much imposing what you think are right on others? And you claim that you are trying to experience true and authentic Vietnamese culture, just want to do good and feel happy to make a difference? And what about "an equal exchange relationship"?

So the question is not whether we should eat dogs or not, but rather it is whether we should, according to our love for dogs and animal ethics backed by a comfortable life and secure livelihood, deny a woman a chance to feed her children and improve her life?

A random conversation

Posted by Rain

- I have a house. I have a buffalo. Now all I need is you.
A very sweet proposal, isn't it?
That's how Felix responded when I told him that the three big achievements for a Vietnamese man is "buying a buffalo, building a house and marrying a girl." Only then can he be considered a mature man, probably in economic, social and sexual terms.

- Would you say yes?
- I don't know. I guess so.
I was contemplating how a buffalo might help a guy wins a girl's heart this time. I was busy transferring the worth of that particular animal to monetary and cultural value, in other words.

- You should take 20 buffalo, or maybe 3 houses.
Anu jumped in, drifted me back from my thoughts. It was still a very sweet request, pretty hard to resist actually

- But Van doesn't say anything. And she's the one I am asking. - Felix protested.
- You can be a middle man, Anu - I commented
- Yes, Im her broker. Now, what would you say? 3 houses at least? And one in West lake?
- Hmm, let me think, how about if I don't have any buffalo, can I do 3 cows instead?
- I don't know, Felix. I'll wait and see - I had no idea of the difference in value between cow and buffalo, didn't know what else to say, tried to play safe.
- See, Anu? Van will wait for me

The conversation kind of ended there. I still thought such a proposal is very sweet, and tried to imagine if there was any Vietnamese man in old time who actually did so, even though the concept of proposal of course doesn't really exist here (except for some Western - romantic style influences on young people), even now.

This is one of the things I love in my job, namely to hold pointless and out of blue conversations with my supposed-to-be superiors. They are more like friends, good friends.

After all, money is not the sole measurement of success. Right?
So is why everyone so surprised, perplexed, confused or disappointed when they hear of my salary?

From the tour today

Sunday, 11 September 2011 Posted by Rain

- From the tour today:
I listened to a Finnish girl sharing her plan: "I will live here until the end of December, then I will travel for about 5 months, and then end up somewhere my boyfriend can find a job. But he works in the business sector so he will be able to find a job anywhere. I wouldn't worry about it. We have a small saving and we are gonna use it all for the travel. So, yeah, I don't know where I will be yet."
I find myself secretly desire to be in her place. Isn't that the style of life I want to live? Going somewhere, and somewhere else, and even somewhere else after that. They say you can get into the habit of constant moving. I don't know, but I am young, why should I waste these precious years to settle down, to get a good job, to secure a husband, or to bore myself to death? As long as we have enough to eat, we shouldn't worry too much, right?

- From the tour today:
I met Kim Huynh, the Australian professor from the Australian National University I have secretly admired from his writings. I have read everything he writes I can find online, and it's almost a childish excitement I felt for almost a week the moment I knew he was coming on this Sunday tour. It feels like having someone you know and like and admire from papers, coming into real life and talk to you. I don't have any idols. But when I like someone's writing, I can be a loyal fan. Especially towards the end, he told me in Vietnamese: "Write me an email. I will be here for another year. I am here to help people like you." I felt like flying, and still haven't landed yet.

- From the tour today:
Malte, my colleague, my superior, my supervisor, the ultimate COO of Bloom, complimented me on my progress in the role of a project assistant. Yesterday is the mark of my two months working for Bloom. After two months, I come to understand that he is very demanding, super hardworking and obsessed with being professional. But I appreciate him, his openness, honesty and encouragement. Although I didn't like it  a lot when he wrote me a long email to feed back on my performance, with a tiny point like "close your mouth all the time when  you chew food" and "don't talk with food in your mouth when we have guests with us" (and I thought I didn't), I still admit that Im grateful to work with someone like him. To quote him directly: "I really like your translation today. It's really simultaneous. It just gets better and better everyday. I sat there and 'wow, this is amazing' ".

- From the tour today:
The Former Head of the Women Union, who is supposed to speak for the interest of the women, talked about how divorces often happen because the wives are slow, lazy and have mental problems, but not because their husbands are alcoholic, abusive and lazy. To quote her: "Women here are very enduring, if their husbands drink and beat them, they can and will tolerate that. So most divorce cases are because the women themselves cause problems."

And it's my 7th tour today.

Ấy có ước mơ gì không?

Thursday, 25 August 2011 Posted by Rain

1.
- Vân có mơ ước gì không?
- Không. Tớ đang trong thời kì khủng hoảng ước mơ
- Có mục đích gì không?
- Không, tớ đã qua cái thời sống theo một vector có hướng, chăm chăm hướng theo một mục đích rồi
- Sống không có mục đích, không có ước mơ như Vân thì khác gì chết rồi?
- Ừ, nhưng mà không có thì đành chịu chứ biết làm thế nào.

2.
Hồi cấp 2, tớ đọc báo HHT, hay có các bài phóng sự về tình nguyện viên và khỏi phải nói, tớ rất muốn cũng làm được những việc ý nghĩa, mang lại cho người khác niềm vui, được cống hiến hết mình. Tớ tâm tâm niệm niệm một dòng của Đoàn Công Lê Huy: "Muốn trái tim có hình ngọn lửa, hãy dựng ngược nó lên." Và lớp 10, tớ bắt đầu tham gia vào một nhóm tình nguyện sinh viên tên là Những ước mơ xanh.
Rất buồn cười, ở trong nhóm "ước mơ", tớ dần dần nhận ra ước mơ của mình quá ngây thơ, và sự thật không hề giống như những con người trong các trang phóng sự tớ từng đọc. Hồi đó mỗi tháng một lần tớ cùng nhóm đến thăm Trung tâm bảo trợ xã hội 4 trên Ba Vì, Hà Tây. Thời gian đầu tớ rất hào hứng đi vận động, quyên góp bạn bè trong lớp và tất cả các mối quan hệ có thể để gom góp sách, quần áo, bánh kẹo, đồ chơi, rồi chất tất cả lên xe đạp và hùng hục chở từ nhà lên trường Luật. Nhưng rồi tớ nhận ra tất cả các vật phẩm đó không tồn tại lâu, và khi bánh kẹo đã ăn hết, nỗi khổ lại đắng chát y như cũ. Một buổi liên hoan ca hát tổ chức bởi các thanh niên đầy nhiệt huyết không giải quyết được gì. Một căn phòng được xây lên, hay được quét sơn lại bởi các tình nguyện viên nước ngoài giàu nhân ái cũng không giải quyết được gì. Cũng như những cân gạo tớ đóng góp, sau vài bữa cơm no, cũng không giải quyết được gì.
Nhưng ước mơ của tớ khủng hoảng dữ dội hơn khi tớ gặp những con người khiến tớ cảm thấy cái vòng tay mình đang đeo thật là dị hợm. Nhưng có quá nhiều thứ tớ không thể tháo bỏ khi tớ đến gần họ, cách sống, cách nghĩ, cách ăn nói của tớ không dễ dàng rút ra rồi lại đeo vào như cái vòng tay. Tớ loay hoay ở cạnh các bạn không khác tuổi tớ là mấy, nhưng đã sống một cuộc đời hoàn toàn khác tớ trên đường phố, bị giành giật, không an toàn và rất bấp bênh. Tớ không biết nói gì với cậu bạn bằng tuổi tớ nhưng chưa bao giờ được đến trường. Tớ chơi với các em bé dưới 7 tuổi, bởi vì đối với các em ý, khoảng cách với một đứa trẻ thành thị no đủ như tớ chưa hẳn là vấn đề.
Tớ dừng không đi cùng nhóm nữa vào giữa năm lớp 11. Lý do là bận học, nhưng thật ra vì ước mơ một thời của tớ bị khủng hoảng. Tớ nhận ra để giúp đỡ người khác không phải cứ đưa ra một nắm xôi là xong, bởi vì chẳng ai sống như thằng Bờm. Quan trọng hơn, tớ nhận ra tớ không biết làm thế nào để chạm vào những cuộc đời rất khác với những phần mà tớ quen.

3.
Hồi cấp 3, tớ suốt ngày le te đi dự các hội thảo du học, đọc các forum du học, và làm mọi thứ để phục vụ cho ước mơ đi du học. Tớ khóc, cười, ăn, ngủ, cãi vã với gia đình theo từng bước của quá trình nộp đơn đi du học. Cuối cùng, khi được nhận, được gia đình đồng ý, được đi máy bay lần đầu tiên, và bước vào cuộc sống, theo như trong mơ, là sẽ được gặp gỡ và tiếp xúc với rất nhiều nền văn hóa, rất nhiều kiểu người, và tớ sẽ lớn lên.
Nhưng rồi sau một vài cố gắng ban đầu để hòa nhập với những người bạn mới, tớ bỏ cuộc. Tớ nhớ như in cảm giác ghen tị khi nghe bạn Linh, đứng trong cùng một vòng tròn để mọi người làm quen với nhau, đã cất tiếng cười khanh khách và ngửa mặt lên đón nắng, và tự hỏi tại sao mình không thể cười nổi. Tớ đã bối rối, ngượng ngập, sợ hãi, buồn bực, và rồi rút lui. Có thể không phải là người khác không chấp nhận, mà chỉ là chính tớ không lại gần. Nhưng cuối cùng, tớ đã không biết làm thế nào để trở thành bạn của những người lớn lên trong nền văn hóa khác. Tớ chẳng có tình bạn sâu sắc nào với các bạn bè quốc tế trong trường sau chừng ấy năm.
Ước mơ cháy bỏng đó của tớ khi trở thành hiện thực đã giúp tớ nhận ra tớ kém thích nghi đến thế nào, và với vốn sống rất ít ỏi vì sự bao bọc và tự bao bọc quanh những con người rất giống mình, tớ đã phải tìm kiếm và chờ đợi rất chật vật mới đến được cái ngày thấy thoải mái giữa những người lạ. Chỉ là không còn gượng gạo giữa họ, nhưng tớ chưa bao giờ biết làm thế nào để chạm vào họ. Tớ cũng không biết, hay đúng ra không nhớ, là mình có bao giờ bỏ qua cơ hội để được chạm vào hay không.

4.
Học xong đại học, tớ ước mơ được làm việc với phụ nữ, với người nghèo, và lắng nghe những câu chuyện đời giản dị. Tớ tìm được tất cả những điều đó trong công việc hiện tại, bởi vì những người tớ làm cùng là phụ nữ nghèo và thường rất sẵn sàng chia sẻ. Chỉ có điều, lại một lần nữa, tớ thấy mình loay hoay bởi sự khác biệt quá lớn giữa tớ và những người tớ muốn lại gần. Tớ không biết làm thế nào để bớt vụng về, bớt vô duyên, để sự tương phản giữa cuộc sống của tớ và cuộc sống của họ không là một rào cản quá lớn.
Họ thường không biết chắc ngày mai, tháng sau, vụ tới gia đình sẽ thế nào, con cái có tiếp tục học tiếp được thêm một năm không, nhưng họ chẳng bao giờ phân vân cái gì đúng sai, tốt xấu, hay việc cuộc đời họ sẽ rẽ theo ngã nào. Hay nói khác đi, cuộc đời của những người phụ nữ ấy chông chênh ngắn hạn ổn định lâu dài, còn tớ ngược lại, không phải lo cơm ăn từng bữa áo rét từng mùa, nhưng về lâu dài lúc nào cũng hoang mang.
Không chỉ là khi các chị nói về bệnh tật của gà vịt hay làm thế nào để chọn lợn tốt. Những điều đó tớ có thể học. Tại sao tớ không thấy xa lạ khi nghe về những doanh nhân trẻ, tiến sĩ trẻ thành đạt, những bộ não, những trí thức, mà khi đứng trước những người phụ nữ ấy, tớ phải loay hoay để hiểu họ, và thấy rằng mình thật thiếu thốn, thật quá ngớ ngẩn và vụng về.
Mỗi lần tiếp xúc với những người khác mình, tớ lại lao đao. Tớ thu mình trong thế giới một màu lâu quá, nên khi bước ra khỏi nó để chạm vào những vùng đời khác, tớ khật khừng bước như người ngồi lâu bị tê chân, mới đứng lên không đi vững được.
Nhưng lần này sẽ cố gắng không bỏ cuộc như hai lần trước. Dù tớ vẫn không biết làm thế nào, vẫn thấy khó khăn và đôi khi chỉ muốn biến mất, tớ sẽ lắng nghe. Cứ nghe, có lẽ sẽ đến ngày tớ biến đổi đủ để hiểu được những người phụ nữ đơn giản ấy.

5. Hiểu được những người mình muốn hiểu có được tính là một ước mơ không nhỉ?

Raising dogs for meat?

Monday, 22 August 2011 Posted by Rain

"Last term, as part of the Social Studies curriculum, my son’s class went on a BMV Study Tour to Soc Son.

When my son returned home he showed me the “Meet your borrower’’ card which has a description of the family and shows what the tour fee and the excursion will go towards.

In this particular case the finance is being used to help: “Mrs Yen who earns extra money for her family by raising dogs. She was provided a loan of two million VND because she hopes to diversify her income by investing in ducks and geese for meat.”

As a representative of an animal welfare organization, and also on a personal level for both my son, I must object in the strongest terms to an organization that would support a venture where dogs are being raised/farmed for meat.

Although the woman, Mrs Yen, says she “hopes” to diversify by investing in ducks and geese, she has not said that she will stop farming dogs for meat."

Quoted from a 3 page- letter sent by a concerned mother to Bloom, the first complaint we've got.

I don't know how to think about it. On the one hand, I understand this lady's outrage. She is an animal activist, and the idea of eating dogs is already too much to tolerate, let alone raising them especially for meat. On the other hand, though I don't eat dog myself (more for taste preference than ethic reason), I understand the economic logic behind it. If there is demand, why shouldn't there be supply? Dogs are easy to raise, if you consider them for meat, not pets.

In the end, what makes it legitimate to eat other animals such as pigs, cows chickens, geese and ducks, but not dogs? Why would you object to some, but not others? Why do dogs deserve attention and struggle, but not the rest? Campaigns for pigs and chickens often aim at creating better conditions for them, but those conditions are for lives that will be taken. Animals live to be killed. Why do pigs and chickens only deserve slaughter in the end?

By the way, Im contemplating on going vegetarian. It's not easy to do it at home and I don't want to be the centre of ridicule again. But once I go away somewhere and cook for myself, I'll definitely try.

This is my attempt to be critical

Thursday, 18 August 2011 Posted by Rain


If my 4 years in university teaches me anything at all, it is "always try to be critical". To be an intellectual means you don't take things at face value, but instead must utter all your strength, mind and effort to maintain a distance from reality and be able to criticize it.

As I work in a start-up social enterprise with like-minded people, young and enthusiastic, it always looks like what we are doing is definitely good, if not amazing. Here are some of the benefits that are cited most often:
- Our unique model can tap in the enormous potential of tourism and bring benefit directly to people who most need it
- But unlike community-based tourism, where local people are trained to provide services, we don't make the people we work with depend on tourism (build restaurants, hotels or home stay program), therefore if tourists ever decide not to come to this particular area anymore, it won't pose any serious problem
- Loans provided to women can help them develop their business at home, and less involve in risky jobs, thus their children can benefit as well
- Tourists can experience the most authentic experience and feel good about themselves for knowing that they have contributed to make a difference, while local people can access credit with a low-interest and avoid the trouble of paperwork they usually deal with when apply for loan in government's banks.

But everything has its two sides, even the best model with the most genuine and altruistic intention. I don't mean to find something to criticize and make myself look smart, but there are some serious concerns that shouldn't be overlooked, even if they are unavoidable

1. The power relation: As a rule of thumb, power stays with those who have money. We (a.k.a a group of foreigners) have the power to decide who get the loan, and who won't. We assess them, ask them questions, look into their house, evaluate their belongings and keep checking on them after the loan has been disbursed. The borrowers are put into a skew relation, where they don't have a say. Of course they can always refuse a loan, but if they desperately want it but someone decides they are not eligible (that "someone" can be anyone participating in the screening process before us, i.e. the Women's union, heads of village or our local partner), they have no power to change that decision.

2. Related point: Exposure. Having strangers walk into their house, ask them intimate questions about their life, their family, their past, their choice, accident, bad luck, mistakes, problems, things they like, hope, want and feel sorry for, demand honest answer from them and record almost everything they say, is quite intimidating sometimes. Even though shyness is usually explained away by the women's little interaction with foreigners, something natural and will go away as they get more used to foreigners, but it's not necessary so. Everyone has something they don't want to talk about, and to expose their poorness, their small house with no furniture, and their pants-less, shoes-less son and paralytic old mother to people they know for sure are much wealthier, and they are very much a source for curiosity as well as sympathy, is certainly not so comfortable.
A crucial part of our work is to take regular updates from borrowers who already get their loans. This keeps the relationship close, and allow us to interfere in time if something goes wrong, but I suppose some borrowers will feel like they are being kept in check, especially as we don't call them beforehand but just drop by. The logic behind is if we call, they may stay home wait for us, while we don't want to bother them or stop them from working. But on the other hand, though no one ever says it, I don't know if some borrowers ever think we appear out of blue so that they can't hide anything from us.

3. Dignity: Some try to negotiate the amount of loan, because frankly, with the crazy inflation rate, 2 million is not enough for any serious investment. We all know that but we can't afford to give out bigger loan at this stage. But some others, when asked, hesitate to tell their problems, because they don't want to look like they are asking us to feel pity for them.

4. Some women are single mothers, but some are with their husbands. We have seen women doing tough labour from morning to evening in the fields while their husbands drink around the village. Our principal is to loan to women only. For single women, it is easier to handle this money. But for married women, we have cases when their husbands interfere with the loan, for example they don't let their wives take it, because they say it is too little, but the worst case is the husband drinks away all the money. And because they are the one who sign the loan contract, the burden again rests on their shoulders.

5. Psychological burden: to be in debt, no matter how small the interest rate and how understanding the lenders are, they still can't be at peace, especially this loan involve local authority guaranteeing on their behalf and again, foreigners. I just imagine it should be much less pressure if they lend the same amount of money from their relatives or friends.

6. To welcome foreigners in their house means they will be the centre of discussion for their neighbours in a long while, because in rural areas everyone knows what happens in everyone else's house. People will gossip about them, or they will even demand a free meal, because the borrowers must have received a handsome amount of money from those rich white people, and they might not believe if these women deny. Vietnamese, especially Vietnamese women have a tendency to avoid attention, and having a big group of guests from different countries to their house do exactly the opposite. You have just brought yourself to the spotlight, lady!

7. After receiving the loan, they will be monitored. Their information is kept on file. Their pictures will be sent to people. Why their daughter has recently dropped out of school, for our genuine interest in helping, they must explain. To get the loan is to be in a commitment, and they may find themselves under control more than they would like to be.

8. Ideally, after finishing the first loan, all borrowers can reinvest with the profit they make and apply for another, higher loan. But many times they spend all the profit made on children's tuition or something more urgent than a reinvestment. With no money on hands, they start from zero again and the whole model fails because a sustainable impact must last longer than three months, and it's only possible if the profit is reinvested and produce bigger profit for the next round. With no surplus, the borrowers get back to the first point and no difference is made.

That's it for now. I will come back and add in more if something else comes later


One month and a half

Monday, 15 August 2011 Posted by Rain

After one month and a half working at Bloom, now I:

- am addicted to the scent of rice field
- am used to having back pain and sore arms from driving too long on a motorbike
- can drive at 80km/h on highway
- at least 3 shades darker than I was back in Canada
- can translate simultaneously Vietnamese - English
- know basic stuff about agricultural activities, especially animal farming
- go to the countryside 2-3 times a week
- still have a terrible sense of direction and constantly lost
- think "going through the traffic in Ha Noi is a pain" twice a day on my 1 hour-trip from home to work
- have a lot of time to think (when I am on roads), but no time to read and write
- go to bed at 11, sometimes 9pm, if I am too exhausted
- meet people from different countries every Sunday
- have some cultural exchange every week
- learn something new everyday
- work from 7am - 7pm some days, and do nothing some other days
- don't have a 5-9 job, thus, don't have a fixed schedule, thus, don't know beforehand what is coming the week after
- speak more English than Vietnamese sometimes
- haven't been out in the evening much because by then I would be too tired of being on a motorbike already
- start feeling a bit too comfortable and less excited to go through similar stages of a tour
- feel like lying about my age when asked, because people always comment I am too young
- discover that I share a lot with some teammates, especially family's disapproval of decision to join Bloom
- less likely to eat at the "right" time, because when I eat depends on where I am at the moment
- have been teased, mocked and harassed for being with a group of Tay
- have a few more heated "discussion" about jobs with family
- love Vietnamese rural women more
- feel helpless, angry, frustrated, inspired and happy, depending on how the borrowers are doing
- can appreciate ordinary beauty better, thanks to the excited eyes of foreigners I surround myself with
- have been learning to deal with different people, from drivers to local People's Committee
- haven't really been able to use the theory I learnt in university effectively
- wish I have more time to reflect on things
- am not very creative or innovative
- still haven't made a lot of friends, and find myself a bit lonely at times
- aware that my teammates, tour guests and myself are in the position of power in the interaction with the borrowers as we have money in hands to give out loan, and the sheer facts of being foreigners (or being with foreigners in my case), but not at all the same when it comes to local authority
- am annoyed sometimes how the government staffs, directly or indirectly (by being uncooperative or just difficult) demand money (from Bloom) for their supposed-to-be free service for their own people
- hate seeing men sitting around drinking their lives away while women work at back-breaking jobs all day long
- find the women I've talked with optimistic, accepting, strong, helpless, content, poor (of course), hopeful, desperate, in pain, struggling, confused, and so much more
- was told by one of my teammates (technically my boss because he is the highest and I am the lowest on hierarchy) that I have the ability to relate to many different kinds of people, which I was glad to hear
- can enjoy moonlight spread on a field and sunset over mountains, something I used to imagine wouldn't be possible once I come back to Vietnam
- am doing what I've always wanted, namely go into villages, sit down and listen to stories. Quite amazed at that because I've thought that dream won't happen anytime in the near future. Now it has become true!