Saturday, April 30, 2005
Friday, April 29, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Monday, April 25, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
It is a little known fact that Francis Scott Key was accompanied on his historic mission by his close Hispanic friend Jose, who was very short and extremely nearsighted. As he watched the bombardment of Ft McHenry, Key was concerned that his dear friend might not be able to witness the fighting, whereupon he uttered those immortal words:
Jose, can you see?
Jose, can you see?
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Stand back! Give me space, ladies and gentlemen, for I am about to make a contribution to the English language!
I have just finished eating one of those delicious banana + mango hybrids. As I was musing on the predicament that there is no name for them in English, inspiration struck! Bango!
While I'm at it, allow me to express my extreme dissatisfaction with the authorities at the MRT, Taipei's subway. I refer to the blue line, the 板南 Bannan Line. Anybody with the least bit of sense would know that that should be the YELLOW line. Who ever saw a blue Banana?
I mean, the fruit can be called a bango. Bango was not the sound of inspiration striking. The sound of inspiration striking is 昆陽昆陽昆陽.
I have just finished eating one of those delicious banana + mango hybrids. As I was musing on the predicament that there is no name for them in English, inspiration struck! Bango!
While I'm at it, allow me to express my extreme dissatisfaction with the authorities at the MRT, Taipei's subway. I refer to the blue line, the 板南 Bannan Line. Anybody with the least bit of sense would know that that should be the YELLOW line. Who ever saw a blue Banana?
I mean, the fruit can be called a bango. Bango was not the sound of inspiration striking. The sound of inspiration striking is 昆陽昆陽昆陽.
Friday, April 22, 2005
On my way to the bus stop I passed three little first grade boys trying out two sets of roller blades. They had scrapes on their elbows and foreheads to attest to their progress. As I walked by, they called out, “Yugan! Where are you going?”
”To class. Do you know how to stop once you get going?”
“No.”
“Be careful, or else your parents will have to go down to the plains to find you.”
“Yugan, where are your dogs?”
“They are watching the house for me.”
“Yugan, when will you come back?”
“Tonight, after class.” I called out in English, “Be careful and have fun,” and kept going. I heard one of the boys exclaiming, “Yugan can speak English!”
“Really?”
“Yes, he just said something in English.”
They called after me, “Yugan, can you speak English?”
I said (in English), still going down to the bus “Of course, it's my native language.”
A voice drifted down, almost out of earshot ~ “I laaaaah byoooo!” Showing off his English: I love you. (don't get too sentimental. He probably has no idea what it means, beyond being English.)
Kids here know I'm different. They try to figure out why my eyes are different from anybody else in Wulai's, but they've seen me here all their lives, so they just accept that Yugan-with-the-dogs is a friend of my parents, our neighbor, a different sort of Tayal, that's all. Kids accept. It's only later that they learn to differentiate.
”To class. Do you know how to stop once you get going?”
“No.”
“Be careful, or else your parents will have to go down to the plains to find you.”
“Yugan, where are your dogs?”
“They are watching the house for me.”
“Yugan, when will you come back?”
“Tonight, after class.” I called out in English, “Be careful and have fun,” and kept going. I heard one of the boys exclaiming, “Yugan can speak English!”
“Really?”
“Yes, he just said something in English.”
They called after me, “Yugan, can you speak English?”
I said (in English), still going down to the bus “Of course, it's my native language.”
A voice drifted down, almost out of earshot ~ “I laaaaah byoooo!” Showing off his English: I love you. (don't get too sentimental. He probably has no idea what it means, beyond being English.)
Kids here know I'm different. They try to figure out why my eyes are different from anybody else in Wulai's, but they've seen me here all their lives, so they just accept that Yugan-with-the-dogs is a friend of my parents, our neighbor, a different sort of Tayal, that's all. Kids accept. It's only later that they learn to differentiate.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Friday, April 15, 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
I don't see it. The imbeciles in the Taiwan independence movement have made fools of themselves by worshipping at the Yasukuni Shrine in Tokyo, dedicated to all Japanese imperial soldiers who gave their lives in the fight against freedom, democracy, and human rights.
Have they considered how this might go over with ol' Dubya, the current president of the US? I quote from the White House biography of his father, George H W Bush, 41st President of the US.
The youngest pilot in the Navy when he received his wings, he flew 58 combat missions during World War II. On one mission over the Pacific as a torpedo bomber pilot he was shot down by Japanese antiaircraft fire and was rescued from the water by a U. S. submarine.
Do they expect that they will win points with Our Revered Leader by worshipping at the shrine of the guys who tried to kill his father? Saddam didn't even aim a gun at Dubya's daddy, and look what happened to him!
Have they considered how this might go over with ol' Dubya, the current president of the US? I quote from the White House biography of his father, George H W Bush, 41st President of the US.
The youngest pilot in the Navy when he received his wings, he flew 58 combat missions during World War II. On one mission over the Pacific as a torpedo bomber pilot he was shot down by Japanese antiaircraft fire and was rescued from the water by a U. S. submarine.
Do they expect that they will win points with Our Revered Leader by worshipping at the shrine of the guys who tried to kill his father? Saddam didn't even aim a gun at Dubya's daddy, and look what happened to him!
Monday, April 11, 2005
Let's Go Hiking!
I've got news for the experts, the ones who say there are 22 species of poisonous snakes in Taiwan. Make that 23. Recently someone caught a cobra in the mountains near the city (碧潭山), about two meters long, thicker than my bicep. Problem is, it wasn't our usual cobra (naja naja atra). It evidently came in from Southeast Asia in a load of logs.
I've got news for the experts, the ones who say there are 22 species of poisonous snakes in Taiwan. Make that 23. Recently someone caught a cobra in the mountains near the city (碧潭山), about two meters long, thicker than my bicep. Problem is, it wasn't our usual cobra (naja naja atra). It evidently came in from Southeast Asia in a load of logs.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Saturday, April 09, 2005
長久以來,我感覺到我認識的男人中,越是熱中台獨,越可能是大男人主義;說要台灣獨立,但是不准女性獨立:女人的存在,是為了要服務男人的。
台聯立委說抗戰期慰安婦是自願的、樂在其中的,這不僅是對慰安婦莫大的侮辱,而是對所有女性,甚至所有的人的人格的欺辱。我們為甚麼要忍受這種靈魂污染?民主是為了讓大官污衊我們的心靈嗎?
Thirty years ago, when discussion on the topic was forbidden, I noticed that the only people who were in favor of Taiwan independence were the landlords, the rich people who had lost their peasants when the KMT gave the land to the farmers. The landlords were reimbursed for their land, so they became wealthy, but they had lost their power, and Taiwan independence was a way for them to regain their dominance. In those days, the little guy was happy with the KMT, because he was able to buy shoes for his kids, and they had a better future ahead than toiling in the paddies and banana plantations for the landlords. The landlords never forgave the KMT, and poured money into opposition.
Since it became a hot topic, I have noticed that the more a man is in favor of independence, the more likely he is to be a male chauvinist who longs for the good old days when children obeyed their fathers and women obeyed their sons, husbands, and fathers.
During World War II, the Japanese, male chauvinists par excellence, dragged women from captive territories, mostly Korean and some from Taiwan, to serve as prostitutes for the imperial soldiers. They were euphemistically called comfort women.
Taiwan Independence leaders recently caused a furor by making a pilgrimage to worship at Japan's Yasukuni Shrine, the shrine to all Japanese soldiers who died fighting for imperialism, colonialism, fascism, aggression, and against democracy and human rights. Japan's actions during World War II were discussed. A Taiwan Independence legislator defended Japanese disregard for common decency by announcing that the comfort women from Taiwan went willingly and happily.
I rest my case.
台聯立委說抗戰期慰安婦是自願的、樂在其中的,這不僅是對慰安婦莫大的侮辱,而是對所有女性,甚至所有的人的人格的欺辱。我們為甚麼要忍受這種靈魂污染?民主是為了讓大官污衊我們的心靈嗎?
Thirty years ago, when discussion on the topic was forbidden, I noticed that the only people who were in favor of Taiwan independence were the landlords, the rich people who had lost their peasants when the KMT gave the land to the farmers. The landlords were reimbursed for their land, so they became wealthy, but they had lost their power, and Taiwan independence was a way for them to regain their dominance. In those days, the little guy was happy with the KMT, because he was able to buy shoes for his kids, and they had a better future ahead than toiling in the paddies and banana plantations for the landlords. The landlords never forgave the KMT, and poured money into opposition.
Since it became a hot topic, I have noticed that the more a man is in favor of independence, the more likely he is to be a male chauvinist who longs for the good old days when children obeyed their fathers and women obeyed their sons, husbands, and fathers.
During World War II, the Japanese, male chauvinists par excellence, dragged women from captive territories, mostly Korean and some from Taiwan, to serve as prostitutes for the imperial soldiers. They were euphemistically called comfort women.
Taiwan Independence leaders recently caused a furor by making a pilgrimage to worship at Japan's Yasukuni Shrine, the shrine to all Japanese soldiers who died fighting for imperialism, colonialism, fascism, aggression, and against democracy and human rights. Japan's actions during World War II were discussed. A Taiwan Independence legislator defended Japanese disregard for common decency by announcing that the comfort women from Taiwan went willingly and happily.
I rest my case.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Conversations you don't want to hear
I had errands to run near 師大/NTNU, so I stopped in the 仁X自助餐 X Cafeteria(All you Can Eat for 69NT). The lady behind the counter and a fat man (who looked a bit unbalanced) were screaming at each other.
Why don't you serve the food I want to eat?
I told you not to come back, why are you here again?
Because I want to see if you made the dishes I want!
I told you not to come back!
Her son, about 7, was walking back and forth between the tables bouncing a basketball. Her other son, just old enough to walk, was amusing himself by throwing chopsticks on the floor, which his mother patiently retrieved, as she continued her screaming match.
Regretting my choice of cafeterias, I chose a seat as far away from the counter as I could, right outside the kitchen. Between the shouting, I could hear the kitchen staff exclaiming:
Rat! Rat!
Go away, don't come over.
Hand me the lettuce.
When are you going to cook something I like to eat?
Rat! Rat!
Stay away! Stay away from me!
I don't want to see you here again!
Don't let it climb up onto the counter ~~ bang bang bang ~~ get it off the counter!
Look, there's another one.
Go away!
Just take your lunch and eat at home, don't come here anymore!
Have you washed the squash?
The rat left.
Which one?
The one that ran across the counter.
Oh, because there's still one under the sink.
Hand me the hot pepper.
Rat, rat!
What kind of food do you serve? Why don't you serve the food I like?
Is it the same one?
Just go home!
I'm not sure. Where are the tomatoes?
Rat, rat!
Another one?
Yes, look over there.
You're right.
Don't slam the door when you leave!
Why shouldn't I? Your food is all cold!
Is it still under the sink?
I told you to stay off the counter! ~~ bang bang bang ~~ Go away!
Fortunately, it is a vegetarian cafeteria, so I didn't have to worry about the ingredients of my lunch. Having paid my 69NT, I was entitled to go back for seconds, but the ambience was so overpowering that I bolted my food and bolted.
I had errands to run near 師大/NTNU, so I stopped in the 仁X自助餐 X Cafeteria(All you Can Eat for 69NT). The lady behind the counter and a fat man (who looked a bit unbalanced) were screaming at each other.
Why don't you serve the food I want to eat?
I told you not to come back, why are you here again?
Because I want to see if you made the dishes I want!
I told you not to come back!
Her son, about 7, was walking back and forth between the tables bouncing a basketball. Her other son, just old enough to walk, was amusing himself by throwing chopsticks on the floor, which his mother patiently retrieved, as she continued her screaming match.
Regretting my choice of cafeterias, I chose a seat as far away from the counter as I could, right outside the kitchen. Between the shouting, I could hear the kitchen staff exclaiming:
Rat! Rat!
Go away, don't come over.
Hand me the lettuce.
When are you going to cook something I like to eat?
Rat! Rat!
Stay away! Stay away from me!
I don't want to see you here again!
Don't let it climb up onto the counter ~~ bang bang bang ~~ get it off the counter!
Look, there's another one.
Go away!
Just take your lunch and eat at home, don't come here anymore!
Have you washed the squash?
The rat left.
Which one?
The one that ran across the counter.
Oh, because there's still one under the sink.
Hand me the hot pepper.
Rat, rat!
What kind of food do you serve? Why don't you serve the food I like?
Is it the same one?
Just go home!
I'm not sure. Where are the tomatoes?
Rat, rat!
Another one?
Yes, look over there.
You're right.
Don't slam the door when you leave!
Why shouldn't I? Your food is all cold!
Is it still under the sink?
I told you to stay off the counter! ~~ bang bang bang ~~ Go away!
Fortunately, it is a vegetarian cafeteria, so I didn't have to worry about the ingredients of my lunch. Having paid my 69NT, I was entitled to go back for seconds, but the ambience was so overpowering that I bolted my food and bolted.
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