My Interview With RT News- I am suspicious of my fellow Muslims at the Mosque
Posted: May 28, 2012 in 9/11, Affad Shaikh, American Muslim, CAIR0
As the crow flies- Life lessons learned while learning to sail
Posted: May 24, 2012 in Affad Shaikh, American Muslim, Bernoulli's principle, leadership, physics, sailing, science, tact, team workTags: catamaran, learning to sail, long beach, marina sailing, Patrick Lencioni, transpac, Vance Packard
The center of the Earth was a 36ft Catamaran named Mahie, besides the skipper and the other student sailor with me, there was only sun, wind and waves. Even though it was a two hauled ship I learned just how difficult it is to keep balanced. Similar to life tossing me off balance, whenever I felt that I was doing a decent job of keeping myself upright or standing the elements of the open water and a ship tossing around in it would prove me wrong. Those three hours out on that ship proved just how difficult are arduous it is to hoist up the main sail, all the while avoiding the lose of a finger or tripping over a line, losing balance and taking a dive in Davey Jone’s locker.
The sailing experience, which was extraordinarily fun (but maybe not as exhilarating as sky diving) despite the hazards and hard work, helped me to appropriately gauge the shear human willpower and effort required to sail the oceans over the centuries and gain an appreciation for my Uncles commitment to the trade. Saying that the British Empire never faced the prospect of the sun setting is placed into context when for several hundred years the primary means of transport required voyages across vast oceans with crews of sailors manning ships. Part of the lessons I took away from my first sailing class experience were pretty simple- balance, team work and authority.
The environment doesn’t harbor anarchy and even amongst anarchist such as Captain Jack Sparrow‘s lot there was a consistent string of authority, albeit constantly called into question. The person of authority isn’t just a leader, but its the person with the most knowledge AND experience. Being on a ship I began to understand the essence of what different types of leadership really means and the crucial nature of those differences. Most importantly though, I realize that the purest and most effective leader is the one that has that combination of knowledge and experience. Knowledge in that they know what they are doing and have the intellect to keep things functional, but also the emotional intelligence to understand people and connect with them, to lead people toward a destination. To have that leadership you command authority and authority takes the shape of how the people you command treat, behave and interact with you. In the words of Vance Packard “leadership appears to be the art of getting others to want to do something that you are convinced should be done.” To keep a crew in shape and function as a unit without divergence from the plan is pure authority. Which is interesting because lately I have felt a lack of authority in my own life because I have began to live with this notion that I am unhinged from the larger apparatus that holds my social fabric together- I am a lone wolf, or a man living on his own island. My experience on the Mahie requires evaluation of this idea that a man can be his own island, because to sail successfully is to sail with a crew that works in sync with one another, something we call “team work”.
When your trying to sail a ship its difficult enough to keep from loosing your balance and, or, loosing a finger or a limb from all the lines, wenches and various sharp or blunt objects waiting to strike you or be struck by you given the slightest moment of carelessness or inattentiveness. The ship is like walking through a border filled with land mines waiting to maim and hurt you. Now imagine that this ship requires a group of people constructively working together to make it get to a destination, or else your stuck in the middle of the ocean with limited provisions. The authority than is nothing if the folks on the ship don’t work together, therefore, the leadership required is of the kind that must command respect, loyalty and trust. If one person is tugging off beat it can snare up the sail lines and worse tear off some piece necessary to keep the sail in its place. Rhythm is part of working together, but there is so much more to working together as a team. My experience reminded me of my friend Ashiq from Frisco who gave me a book “The Five Dysfunctions of a Team” by Patrick Lencioni in which team work is pretty succinctly described- successful teamwork requires trust, room for healthy debate (exchange/open communication), commitment, accountability and results. (I skipped all the beginning chapters and read the last couple of chapters where the meat of the information could be found so I can’t speak to the entirety of the book.) The ability for the ship to function requires the group of people to follow directions and work together but the team functionality requires the individual to have the skills, intelligence and ability as well.

Here Kobe would be singing “I wish I was a little shorter” because that boom would strike him silly whenever he tried to tact!
The day was sultry, the sun was bright and it was hot, but out on the waves were tempered by gusty winds of 28 knots at times, giving us lots of speed under the sails. I was out there and my entire world was on that ship. The Mahie was my present world and it felt wonderful to glide so fast over the waves. The essence of my experience was about how off balance I felt the entire time I was on that ship. My performance out there, no matter how physically capable I was or how intelligent I may be was hampered by my inability to remain poised. My physical ability was compromised by the constant shifting of the surface I was standing on. Sailing is an experience of maintaining an equilibrium in the physical situation and understanding the mechanics of the physical world your in. I needed to learn quickly how to anticipate the movement and the future potential outcome of the movements. Life is like that too. Life is also about understanding the physical world- its science in action when your sailing.
Physics started to make sense out there on the waves. One principle that manifested itself brilliantly was the fact that even when we didn’t have the wind behind our sails, we kept moving forward in the direction we were going. How does that even happen? Well this brilliant Dutchman named Bernoulli presented a postulation that became the cornerstone of fluid dynamics. Bernoulli’s principle, simplified incredibly here, involved the idea of vacuum and suctions coupled with the forward momentum of the hull of the ship and the keel (rudder) provides resistance. When the wind flows over one side of the sail it fills the sail while the air flowing on the other side is moving faster and cannot push as hard and thus the sail recieves a force that is perpindicular to the direction of the wind. This would normally not push the sailboat against the wind but the keel of the boat again resists much of the lateral movement so that the boat has only one direction it can move which is forward, providing that the combined forces that are pushing the boat perpendicular to the wind are greater than the force of the wind pushing the entire boat and sails backwards. Its the same dynamics behind how airplanes flies.
I am thankful to Marina Sail for providing such an awesome opportunity and for keeping the tradition of sailing alive and well. The person who deserves special credit is Chas, the super cool captain who has sailed in the Transpac and was our trusted teacher and authority figure. I look forward to working on getting my basic sailing license and one day be even fractionally as capable as Chas is. It would be a dream of mine to have the opportunity to sail the Transpac, but for now I am keeping my sights on the basics!
California Modern Atomic Ranch Homes- Orange County’s Architectural Eichler Beauty
Posted: May 20, 2012 in American Muslim, Affad ShaikhTags: american dream, architecture, atomic, atomic energy, california, city of orange, dream house, Eichler, home ownership, Japan, neighborhood, nuclear, open house, orange county, ranch

Tract housing is like boring factory specialized machine work, where the only thing that changes is the color and possibly the make up of the folks living inside it. Blah. But you havent seen an Eichler neighborhood because it is what I would term as the California Modern Atomic Ranch homes. I think about these homes as being part of the Nuclear Bomb era. Designed for the very snaazy, super modern age heralded by the Atomic size explosions that were revolutionizing the world. The United States decided that it would promote world peace by exporting Atomic energy and Japan ate that shit up by opening up 22 Nuclear power plants since 1954 when the nuclear agency was created as a nation wide strategy to gain energy independence. These homes were designed for that era but in all honesty for me they are timeless architectural gems. When I dream of home ownership, I dream about my first home being an Eichler because they sum up my world perspective.

Mr. and Mrs. Incredible’s Eichler inspired home!
Think the Incredibles when you want to imagine an Eichler home. What precisely is this Eichler? Well its not so much a “what”, as it is a “WHO” and the “WHO” being Joseph Eichler a real estate developer here in California. The sad truth is that if there were more of Eichler architecture in Southern California we would have less desperate housewives, fewer unhinged from society teenagers and probably way more intellectually stimulated genius to fill up a half dozen Stanfords.
What Eichler did was amazing because he brought to the general middle class public accesibility to modern architecture. He stripped away the high falouting hoity toity nature of custom made modern homes and high rise office buildings along with the high-end furniture and interior designs by creating tract housing communities- 9 of them to be exact- that incorporated the best of modern architecture with a reasonable price range for the average consumer during the 1950′s and 60′s.
All those things we now take for granted in architectural features in homes were Eichler’s doing- the exposed beams, the unfinished floors, natural elements like stones and wood tongue-groove exposed joints, metal ducts and lots and lots of windows, but most importantly incorporating the outside natural world within the home to create a indoor-outdoor flow that was in sync with the living style of folks in the house. This is what Eichler represented, this is why I dream of buying an Eichler as my first home.
So it was not a big surprise that when there was a neighborhood open house event this past Sunday, yours truly rolled out of my sofa and into the random houses of the lucky bastards that owned those homes- well it helped that one of them happened to be a really good lawyer friend who was the daughter of the recent owners of this particular house that was open to the public. It was weird, but these houses invited the public- largely the neighbors- to enjoy snacks and drinks and conversation all over the “open house”. You got to snoop into the owners rooms and see the bathrooms and go lounge in the backyard and kick it at the dining room table. I mean the only thing missing was the “HELLO STALKERS COME INSIDE” sign, but that was made up for by the nicely placed pink flamingo’s in front of the houses that were inviting folks on in for the freebies.
The sad reality is that Eichlers, like many other architectural gems that are frozen in an era, are not cheap or easy to maintain and that sadly has led to many of the homes and the yards, since Eichler’s Atomic style was all about indoor/outdoor feng shui, have fallen into bad repair. Unfortunately there is a bastardized neighborhood in the city of Orange where people have not appreciated Eichler’s vision and turned the homes, along with the neighborhood, into an architectural Dante’s hell where each home progressively gets worse, taking you into the various stages and depths of hell that is not humanly imaginable. So the people who had the open houses deserve a very special appreciation because they took Eichlers vision and made it their own, pain stakenly maintaining the homes, repairing and updating them to also leave a special mark that is unique to them on the larger vision that was the California Modern Atomic Ranch house architecture as curated by the development efforts of Joseph Eichler.
13,000 feet in the air after the crazy fear comes a zen moment
Posted: May 14, 2012 in Affad Shaikh, American Muslim, identity, lifestyleTags: group on, risks, sky dive san diego, sky diving

The rational me was shaking his head, yelling and screaming at me, “why do you need to jump from 13,000 feet up in the sky?”
“Thats what 9,000 feet looks like,” Jonas said softly in his weird European accent. ”Are you okay?” I was peering over a wide open space, a hole in the hull of the airplane, down those thousands of feet. In a few moments Jonas was yelling “Go! Go! Jump NOW….!” All of a sudden all my excitement morphed into shear naked cold fear. As Jonas pushed us out of the plane all I could do was shut down the rational part of my brain and hold my breath.
Your wondering- hold your breath; its not like your jumping into the deep ocean off of a boat, so why would you hold your breath? held my breath as panic continued to drive me toward unconsciousness, a rational person wouldn’t jump out of a plane risking life and limb, forsaking responsibility, letting down parents and siblings and cutting themselves off from their dear friends unless they were suicidal. If I were suicidal than this act of complete utter selfishness would or could seem reasonable, but I wasn’t depressed and desiring to end my life- it was the complete opposite, I wanted to live my life. I wanted to do something for myself, something off of my bucket list of things I want to do during my life.
My vision blurred as I tried to keep my eyes focused on the horizon but everything seemed overwhelming in its immensity to the point where all I saw meant nothing because everything was just so small compared to the bigger picture. Yet I continued free falling in tot he celestial blue, the mountains didn’t seem to get any closer, the ocean continued to be infinitely far away but always imposing in its size. Everything, yet nothing mattered while floating downward. The wind was all that was present- here but not totally material. I could feel it but I couldn’t see it, but the wind mattered. The wind got warmer.
Falling soon didn’t seem all that important because all I could comprehend was floating. I was floating. Thats when the fear lifted and soon afterward the parachute jerked and reality set in by placing everything in its proper place- time mattered again. On the plane was the time I felt fear. The time I spent floating, where we were free falling, was my moment of zen. Then there was the time after the parachute when I felt serene, living in the present again. Fear was behind me some 5,000 feet in the air, and I liked leaving it back there.
I realized while arcing my way down, circling the airfield where Jonas was trying to guide me for our landing, that there are promises I made to myself, of which certain promises have always taken, if not consumed my energies more so than others. Getting closer to the ground one thing began to gain clarity- getting by was not going to be an option because living is going to require more calculated risks. Risks are scary, I felt that fear on the airplane. But less concentrated, the fear is just as immobilizing as the intensity of fear that kept me from jumping 13,000 feet in the air. But once I took the risk it wasn’t that scary anymore, in fact the experience that risk was keeping me from doing was exhilarating.
I didn’t know exactly what all of this means right now, but I do know exactly one thing: I want to live my life feeling like I have lived and not just gotten by.
My sky diving experience was accomplished by using a Groupon I purchased back in December 2011 for SkyDive San Diego. I highly recommend the folks at SkyDive San Diego, they were pretty cool, no bull crap and most importantly, the jump is probably the most scenic jump in the world. The Pacific Ocean is right there, the desert mountains are near by and there even is a lake. I enjoyed my experience so much that I got information about getting my solo sky diving license and hope to go through the good folks at SkyDive San Diego to get it.
Day 35- 70 Day Challenge- The Collapse and Getting Right Back Up
Posted: March 18, 2012 in 70 day challenge, Affad Shaikh, fitness, Health, health and fitness, lifestyle, obesityTags: exercise, failure, getting back up, health, healthy-living, travel, tylenol extra strength, vacation
I am a bit confounded that its been 23 days since I lasted posted on the 70 Day Challenge I stared 35 days ago. But here is the link to the 70 Day Challenge and the link where you can find the links for all my days- hold me accountable at youtube, pinterest, and twitter.
I haven’t failed at the challenge- not all together, at least- but rather failed at the blogging aspect. Where I did fail was the past week. I admit I did not go to the gym or do any sort of physical activity beyond getting up to go to the kitchen and bringing back food to my bed. Even while I was in the midst of my appellate brief drafting, midterm prepping, resume sending, Houston interview prepping I actually managed to sneak off to the gym and get my manly sweat on. It was the trip to Houston that done that in. First I sat for hours, sleep deprived, at LAX. Then I sat on a plane for four hours. Then I sat in a hotel room for hours. Then I sat I stood in lines at Bush International, then sat for a few hours in the terminal all the while looking forward to sitting some more on the plane. Then I drove a few hours in my car from LAX to my parents home and then from their back to my home. By the time I got to the gym on Monday my muscles were numb from all the sitting. My normal warm up mile resulted in severe back pain. I landed firmly in the confines of my bed alongside Mr. Tiger Balm, Tylenol extra strength pain reliever pills and two whole garbage bags worth of carbohydrate and pure white glucose (the other white powder…) worth of goodies.
A good 10 days worth of time that makes up what I call “THE GREAT COLLAPSE” adding to that whole spiel is the fact that I haven’t blogged about the challenge. So I promise to get my act together by back filling while simultaneously keeping up to date on present posts. I know it’s a tall order, especially since I am no James Franco, but I made this promise and I do intend to keep to it like tar and feathers, or a kid and chocolate in a candy store.
Day 12- 70 Day Challenge- Abs Diet
Posted: February 23, 2012 in 70 day challenge, Affad Shaikh, American Muslim, diet, Health, health and fitness, obesityTags: Abs Diet, david zinczenko, food, health consciousness, healthy-living, lifestyle choices, nutrition
I think I fell off the blogging roll. Even doing a simple post is pretty taxing. I will leave out the update for the past several days and continue to update you on my progress once I catch up. But here is the link to the 70 Day Challenge and also the link where you can find the links for all my days- hold me accountable at youtube, pinterest, and twitter.
Most influential for my health consciousness was Men’s Health magazine because it introduced me to “The Abs Diet.” The magazine editor and author of the book is David Zinczenko. Although the book is written in a way to attract males towards the diet, any dieter can follow it. I learned that each person has to make a personalized way to get to the goals you have and the book I think best presents the way to do it on a great foundation.
Following the steps in the book I got a way to transform the fat into muscle, as well as steps to sculpt the rest of the body. I know I put down the “diet” trend, and yes, I am not a fan of diets but that term is associated with a “lifestyle” where you purge yourself of your natural desire to eat carbs or other things. Here your body and your personal habits are taken into account and there is a way for you to incrementally change and add the healthy lifestyle choices to your life.
The Meal Plan
The meal plan consists of a 7-day plan, filled with what the author calls “power foods.” There are twelve power foods listed in his book, accompanied by recipes. You get one meal per week that is considered a “cheat” meal so you can et anything you want. The diet suggests that foods, such as fat-filled meats, processed and refined carbohydrates, as well as foods high in sugar, should be avoided.
The Power Foods
The foods below are referred to as the “Power 12,” and play an important role when following the Abs Diet.
- Nuts: almonds, walnuts, pecans, hazelnuts, etc. These should be eaten with the skin still in place.
- Beans and otherLegumes
- Green Vegetables: spinach, asparagus, broccoli, lettuce, etc.
- Dairy: This includes fat-free milk, low-fat milk, yogurt, cheese, as well as cottage cheese
- Instant Oatmeal: When eating this food, no sweeteners should be added and it should also be unflavored.
- Eggs
- Turkey and other lean meats: This includes lean steak, chicken, as well as fish
- Peanut Butter: This selection should be all natural and contain no sugar.
- Olive Oil
- Bread and Cereals: These items should consist of whole grains.
- Extra Protein Whey Powder
- Berries: raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, etc.



