When they are well led, the people of Taiwan are capable of amazing efforts. When they are well led. Fortunately, we are nearing the end of the Bean Regime. During his eight years in office, President Chen has never worked to build a consensus, and he has done nothing constructive. Rather, he goes out of his way to stir up trouble. IMHO, a leader should smooth over differences and get everybody pulling together; Chen has done his best to exacerbate differences and divide the people. He has succeeded in uniting most of the people on one issue: everybody will be glad to see him gone, and with him his widely detested Minister of Education, Professor Du.

Probably because the move was opposed by a majority of the people, President Chen changed the name of the Republic of China Post Office to the Taiwan Post Office. Now, instead of the Republic of China, stamps say Taiwan. These are probably worth collecting, because they won’t be around long.

This stamp supposedly shows a tkra’, the 樹鵲/ Himalayan Tree Pie, Dendrocitta formosae. Chen and Du probably like them because they are bossy, aggressive, noisy, and very territorial. There are a lot of them around here, so you can compare with this photo of one in a tree out front. If you ask me, they got the colors all wrong.

Aside: tkra’ is the Tayal word for this bird, the subject of the strangest grammar shift I have ever heard of. Subject, object, whatever, they are tkra’, but if you shoot one, the word becomes kra’. This sort of shift does not occur for any other noun that I know of in Tayal, and it only shifts if you shoot one; if you kick it, beat if, or bite it, it is still tkra’, but you are a beast for picking on a poor little bird. As far as I know, the bird does not play any particular role in Tayal mythology or tradition; nobody can explain why there is this strange noun conjugation for the tkra', that’s just the way it is.

韓愈進士策問十三首：問夫子既沒，聖人之道不明，蓋有楊墨者始侵而亂之。

述而：子曰，天生德于予，桓魋其如予何？

天生德于夫子，但夫子不專天德。若不合心，楊墨焉得而起？楊墨既唱，使無應者，其道不傳。遠近通澀，各有可取。

歲寒而後知松柏之後凋、竹有君子之德。但天生百草千木，各得其所，川山林谷迺盛。假如大地罄生松柏竹，無它樹草雜生其間，松柏竹亦不康。

君子比德于玉，而天下之石不盡為玉；若天下石盡為玉，民生苦矣。一種藥不能治百種病。參雖尊，卻不必每帖加；服參，亦輔以它草。天生我材，必有用；百人異質，百官殊職，天下迺安。程式設計，當今屬要職，但假使天下人全專程式設計，誰人種菜？誰人作衣、開車、蓋房子？

若天專生德于夫子，楊墨無從起唱。楊墨之起倘果能亂夫子之道，夫子之道亦可不傳矣。

寫了一堆，坦白說, who cares?

老人家跟我說，「黨員說，只要公投通過用台灣的名義加入聯合國，我們不管到哪一個國家就不需要簽證。」真是豈有此理！

這個入聯公投，目標似乎只是賺選票、分化民眾。真的要入聯嗎？幾年前聯合國一個高層決議，若想要以臺灣名義宣佈獨立，只有操南島語言的原住民才有資格談。

聯合國並不歡迎臺灣加入，可是我們作個假設吧：如果中華民國臺灣加入聯合國的條件是必須在國際監督下成立臺灣原住民自治區，願意嗎？

臺灣原住民自治區，是很多原住民夢寐以求的理想，因為實在不想讓漢人管。攷慮願不願意成立自治區，先想清楚：烏來泰雅域不只供臺北的水，也供電。如果原住民自治區成立，每次漢人讓原住民不滿，水龍頭一關、插頭拔掉，臺北缺水缺電。願意嗎？

Today two botany graduate students from NTU were out by the path looking for a very rare plant, called 赤箭, a kind of gastrodia. Don’t worry, I had never heard of these before today either. In the words of Dr Subhuti Dharmananda* > http://www.itmonline.org/arts/gastrodia2.htm < “Gastrodia (tianma) is a very unusual plant. It contains no chlorophyll and has no green color in it. Lacking chlorophyll, it cannot produce its nutrients from sunlight as do most plants. Moreover, it has no roots; in the ground is a rhizome (tuber) that appears sealed shut from the soil environment.”

~~*須菩提‧達摩阿難達 ~~ 這名字棒極了!!

Apparently, a botanist had discovered this plant nearby some time in the early 1990s, flowering on February 25, but his description of the location was rather vague: “near the path up Silogan in a patch of cinnamon bamboo.” Well, that sounds like this area, so they were out searching for it for the third year in a row, without success. The plant flowers for a few days and disappears until the next year, and the color is not eye-catching, so you have to be pretty lucky to find one, especially since they are so rare.

After a while, they found its close relative, a 冬赤箭. I went out to take a look and some photos. A few days ago I had seen something very similar, but had not paid it too much attention. I could not say if it was the same or not, only similar, and pointed out the general area I saw it.

We admired their find and examined it closely. The botanists cleared some space around it so we could take photos and see it clearly. They told me it was an unusually large specimen. Wonderful! I felt very proud of Wulai. Just then Byajing came barging through and snapped the precious rarity off at the stem. I was horrified! The botanists took what was left of the plant back to their university for further study. “Don’t worry,” they told me, “It will flower again next year.”

So much for our contribution to botany.

If you want something technical on the subject, http://www.press.ntu.edu.tw/ejournal/Files/taiwan/200603/8.pdf

Anyway, Happy leap day.

Headline: Ben & Jerry’s founders back Obama with new ice cream flavor.

BURLINGTON, Vt. - The founders of Ben & Jerry's endorsed Barack Obama on Monday, and lent his Vermont campaign two "ObamaMobiles" that will tour the state and give away scoops of "Cherries for Change" ice cream.

When I first saw the headline, that Ben & Jerry’s had created a new flavor in honor of Obama, I thought, It had better not be a chocolate and vanilla mix!

Fortunately, it’s cherry, which may or may not have anything to do with the DC Tidal Basin cherry blossoms? It’s beyond me.

But think about it. When I was a boy, Obama would not have been allowed to sit next to me on a bus, and now he is running for President. Isn’t that wonderful? I don’t care if you support him or not, simply the fact that an African American has a good shot at the Presidency is something to celebrate.

Look at American Presidents of the last century, from McKinley, Roosevelt, Taft, and Wilson, to Carter, Reagan, Bush, and Clinton: a bunch of white guys, mostly from the British Isles. Not very good for a nation that takes such pride in its diversity. McCain (Scottish name) may be very good, but hey, people, let’s not elect another white guy this time, ok?

Even if you don’t agree with everything he says, you have to admit that electing Obama would be a powerful statement, both to the US and to the world. (of course I say this because he’s a Democrat.)

I never hoped to see this in my lifetime. From the back of the bus to the ballot: now that is progress!

Taiwan now and then

年輕人可能比較不了解臺灣的潛力與實力。臺灣十年來沒有進步，所以一個二十五歲的人很難了解從前的風光。我還記得二三十年前臺灣的朝氣。我來的時候敦化北路都是稻田與數間破敗的農舍，幾年內冒出幾十棟媲美國際的大樓；區區一個臺灣小島成為全世界第十三大經濟；日據時代的文化沙漠突然藝術成就卓越；光復前化外之民，下一代子女在各方面的學術 ─ 理工文醫等 ─讓全世界咋舌；六十年前落後骯髒的臺灣忽然變成國際舞台上的佼佼者。現在的臺灣人民同三十年前的臺灣人民：三十年前的十大建設、臺灣奇蹟，現在那股氣息到哪裡去了？十年來，繳白卷。二十五歲的人，記憶中可能只有爭權、分化、立委打架、大官故獻醜態，不了解臺灣的實力。

前幾天看到一個新聞：

我宣佈承認 科索伏沒理會

拼外交拼到哪裡去了？蔣中正死的時候，美國本來只派部長來參加葬禮，臺灣外交官瞪眼吹鬍子，美國副總統乖乖跑來帶孝鞠躬致敬。現在假設墨西哥派個科長的秘書來，執政者會飛奔相賀、沾沾自喜，以為很有成就。臺灣應該不止如此。

臺灣的實力、朝氣，希望再展現。未來十年，不要再繳白卷。

在古董店看到一幀清朝木匾，沐恩民眾奉送地方官四大字：帥民以正。古代作官的要求如斯，出論語顏淵：季康子問政於孔子，孔子對曰："政者，正也。子帥以正，孰敢不正？”

可是我想，現在大官，哪一個夠格掛上這片木匾？

不行，必須把它現代化。要送木匾給臺灣大官，建議題字為：

帥民以洟

說文解字：洟，鼻液也，从水夷聲。他計切，十五部。

易、萃上六，鄭注：自目曰涕，自鼻曰洟。

執政黨崇洋，他們可能愛的是英文不是中文吧。那麼，哪一句最適合呢？我知道：POWER CORRUPTS.

悲夫。

Musical Chairs

照理說，不管誰當選，五月要換總統，除非陳總統不交接，當終身統治者。看到新聞，國防部長換了人，覺得真是多此一舉。何必來個短期部長？

陳總統任內，部長換來換去，只差還沒有派官田鄉民代表主席當部長而已。部長換來換去，只有一個堅守崗位不換，就是教育杜部長。這是由于他的任重道遠的緣故。一方面，他是陳總統的避雷針；他轉地圖、叫小學生背包往胸前背、打瞌睡挖鼻涕，轉移大家的注意力，罵杜暫不罵陳，功勞真大。另一方面，現代民主建立在人民知識上；如果選民眼睛雪亮，該黨能執政多久？

臺灣小島，只有一個資產在國際上最叫好，就是人才。陳杜的愚民政策，消弭臺灣最重要的法寶。

… what happens when you have guests over….

Much of Tayal culture and society is admirable. However, when I look at some of these pleasant teenage boys I have watched grow, I remark that a couple generations ago, at this age they would have been going on their first headhunting expeditions. Actually, they were not after the whole head, it was the skull they wanted, to put on a rack by the village to ensure the fertility of the fields. The head was hacked off, peeled, and the brains and whatnot were removed. Yuck. Half the allure of headhunting was getting bloody up to your elbows, and making a triumphant return with your trophy to enjoy your new prestige. Maybe not what you visualize when you meditate on the Noble Savage, and how all would be peace and happiness if we could just slough off the encumbering restraints of civilization and let our humanity shine through. Imagine all the people…

Recently I have been reading Napoleon Chagnon’s work on the Yanomamo, a tribe living in remote jungles of Venezuela. Chagnon has been criticized for overemphasizing and even exaggerating the violent facet of Yanomamo life. Be that as it may, watch this clip of interaction between hosts and guests at a Yanomamo village; I would be astonished to find that the Indians were peaceful types stirred by the conniving anthropologist to performing for the camera. The Tayal don’t hunt heads anymore, but this clip rings true to me by extrapolation of what I know of Tayal life.

Notice the behavior of the ‘gentler sex,’ the women who feminists say will save the world from aggression and violence.

http://www.der.org/films/ax-fight.html

(you can download a twelve minute clip from the film)

Apparently in fighting of this sort, they whack each other with the flat of the ax or machete; not fatal, but noticeable, definitely noticeable.

In a similar vein,

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=5VWZoKWBYXE

http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSN2259975320080222?feedType=RSS&feedName=oddlyEnoughNews&rpc=69

so much for ‘civilization.’

Sometimes it’s hard to be proud to be a Serb. Or even human.

a historic moment + one second

The shudder responded just a bit too slowly. The historic moment I was trying to record for prosperity was 2/22, 2:22.22.

念念看：二、二二，午後二：二二‧二二。

再念一次。

再念一次，這次大聲一點！

二、二二，午後二：二二‧二二！

很好，你家附近的貓都嚇跑了。

用英文念，倒像火車：two/two two, two: two two. two two.

You sound like a train coming into the station.

我何時曾說本blog不無聊？

Once an American asked me, “Who’s this lady everybody’s talking about?”

“Lady? What lady?”

“I don’t know, but everybody keeps telling me this lady is coming. Who is she?”

He had me stumped. “They say some lady is coming?”

“Yeah, they keep telling me this lady is coming and ask me if I’m looking forward to it. Why should I care?”

I really couldn’t figure out what was up. He continued, “That’s it, they told me her name is Miss Yuan. People tell me Miss Yuan is coming, and ask if I have any plans. I mean, what’s that got to do with me?”

I couldn’t make any sense out of that, so I asked, “Where they speaking English or Chinese?”

“Chinese.”

His Chinese was not extremely proficient, so I asked him, “Tell me what they said in Chinese.” Very carefully, he recited, “元宵節要來了。”

也算是燈謎吧。祝大家袁小姐快樂。

Somerset Maugham defined Respectability as “the cloak under which fools conceal their stupidity.”

If they really are stupid fools, better that they cloak their shortcomings in respectability. How much do we benefit now that they Let It All Hang Out? At least with respectability comes some dignity.

Actually, if you come right down to it, I would rather be foolish, stupid, and respectable than be Somerset Maugham.

泰雅上Silogan的步道從我家後面不遠的地方過。十幾年前，產業道路開了，破壞了山上的產業，所以泰雅不大太需要上去；若上去，開車。因此步道慢慢荒廢了，有的地方根本找不到痕跡。

因為沒有人走，所以五六年前鄉公所花很多錢整治步道，鋪設枕木框撒小石子。附近的傅先生天天爬山走步道，我也常去，再來很少人走這個步道。

今午Yumin一直吠：大新聞，有人走步道！太稀奇，我過去看看：三個年輕人，二男一女，手上拿布尺、藍圖，看樣子要規劃步道：大概因為沒有人走，所以要規劃。重點是，又要花錢。

可是我看他們三個，顯然都市人；穿的是都市的衣服，女生帶一個時髦皮包；我走過去站在他們五步之外，他們完全沒查覺到旁邊有人。(rasal ku laraw; sraran ga mgaga bi, ngasan ku bzuq ciwan obeja ke!) 分明是都市人，不是山上的人。

他們與山，格格不入，卻來規劃上山步道：整治步道花大錢，可是設計會有多好，我不抱希望。

再想，山已經在此幾億年，好好的，何必規劃？

哈哈哈哈，Yugan說笑，何必規劃呢？納稅人鈔票一把一把繳給政府，當然要找地方去浪費。

今天烏來的櫻花季開始…這很玄。雨從一月中旬就下不停，櫻花苞都打下來了。前天下午好不容易有兩三個小時沒下雨，我出去走走，只看到一顆櫻花樹開了寥寥可憐的幾朶花，其它樹不是沒花就是已開葉。無櫻花的櫻花季。

今早開幕典禮，有兩架極輕型飛機在運動場上空繞幾圈破壞山巒的安寧~~真沒想到小飛機那麼吵。雖然離我很遠，可是好像身邊有一台拔掉滅音器的一五零摩托車，實在難聽；也放出相同量的空氣污染。為甚麼櫻花季需要這樣傷害山坡，這也很玄，我參不透。

狒說櫻花季無櫻花，是名櫻花季也。參吧。

馬英九有綠卡沒有綠卡，我覺得是一個很無聊的話題：請跟我講正義、肚量、廉潔、遠見、決策、包袱、氣節，毋須跟我說人家的簽證。

但話又說回來，這位候選人如果曾經有綠卡，對我而言只能證明一點：他有能力有機會在美國求發展，卻選擇回來為臺灣打拼。

The good news for Valentine’s Day is that a real sweetheart has come through. For the first time ever, at the prestigious Westminster Kennel Club show at Madison Square Garden, the judges finally got their act together and chose, for Best in Show, a dog long deserving but long denied top honors: a beagle.

Uno, a beagle belonging to Eddie Dziuk of Columbia, Mo, won the top prize, and “celebrated by chewing on the microphones of reporters who tried to interview his winning crew.” His presence in the show was marked by continuous baying and barking. Yup, sounds like a beagle; and note that this is a highly trained professional beagle. A show-dog beagle. Beagles are cuter than all get-out, but before you take one home, I strongly suggest you spend a day with one. (IMHO, permed poodles are disgusting. It’s good to see a wholesome dog win.)

But let’s be frank: Yes, Uno gets points for cuteness, but come on, people, be honest, can he compete with Yumin? No way. I am giving this as a honest, impartial, disinterested judgment. Yumin’s got him way beat for cuteness, could pin Uno’s ears back in five seconds or less, and plus, as Steph points out, although Uno may have a melodious baying, Yumin bays in harmony (with Tlahuy and Byajing).

This is one great step for beaglekind (beagledom? beaglehood?) but, Uno, don’t worry, I do not plan to enter Yumin into formal competition. That requires the dog stand at attention for several minutes. Yumin stand still?

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go see what Yumin is howling at now.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080213/ap_on_re_us/dog_show

http://www.flickr.com/photos/talovich/sets/72157603523717504/

I don’t know if this is true or not, but family legend has it that my father was instrumental in the fence being built around the White House.

My father, Pete Talovich, was born and raised in Donora, Pennsylvania, later of Gas Chamber fame. In those days, Eastern Europeans were regarded with suspicion and contempt, as not quite worthy of associating with real human beings.

Dad figured that he had to get out of Donora somehow, so he worked hard in high school. When he graduated, full of high spirits, a group of four of them decided to drive down to take a look at Washington, DC, and even take a look at the White House: quite daring stuff for a bunch of Slavic high school boys from Western Pennsylvania.

I forget whose car they drove, cars, good roads, and decent lodging all being hard to come by in those days. It took a lot longer to drive down then, and when they finally reached the Capital, they were all so tired they were blurry-eyed.

Tired and blurry-eyed, but full of enthusiasm nonetheless, so even though the car was showing signs of getting ready to break down, the boys wanted to see the sights, so they drove straight up to the White House.

Now, I understand that the White House did not have a fence around it in those days, and if you were so inclined, you could drive right up, so drive right up my father and his friends did. Just as they pulled up at the back door, the radiator chose that moment to explode. It gushed hot water all over. Before the fountain had even got into top form, our heroes found themselves looking into a dozen gun barrels, as Secret Service agents swarmed all over the car.

They were closely questioned: Why are you here? What are you doing? Why are you Slavic? Are you communists? but very quickly it became apparent that they were simply harmless boys out sightseeing with a faulty radiator.

The Secret Service told them in no uncertain terms that their radiator geyser was not welcome, have a nice trip home, don’t let us see your car around here again, and you better not be communists if you know what’s good for you, and released them to enjoy the rest of their visit to Our Nation’s Capital so long as they went back to Pennsylvania immediately if not sooner.

Shortly after that a fence was put up around the White House, and our family version of the event was that it was placed there to keep out certain Serbs from Donora. True or false, I cannot say, but that’s our family’s story.

達摩血脈論

若夢中頻見異境輒不用疑，皆是自心起故，不從外來。

夢中若見光明，過于日輪，即餘習頓盡，法界性見；若有此事，即是成道之因。唯自知，不可向人說。

極案 : 不可向人說者，忌燿功；若與同修說，以鑑次第，宜說；于師，更宜說。

When I was in high school, my mother gave me a copy of Samuel Eliot Morison’s Oxford History of the American People. I left it in the States when I left, and in college brought a pirate, which I still have. I have read the book several times; you can learn from a book without agreeing with the author. For that matter, what fun would reading be if you always agreed with everything you read?

Last year, reading a John Connolly book, I found out there is a statue to the historian in Boston. Sabiy and I made two pilgrimages to the statue on Commonwealth Mall, the first time arriving after dark, too late to really see the statue or the mall. I am pleased to report that the statue is not placed on a typically boring column, and that Connolly has described it perfectly.

“Close by, pigeons and sparrows fed before paying their respects to the statue of the sailor-historian Samuel Eliot Morison, who sat on his plinth with the vaguely troubled look of a man who has forgotten where he parked his car. “ John Connolly

PS: isn’t English a strange language?

I left the book when I left.

Everybody’s left, so nobody’s left.

Poor students.

highly recommended reading: two posts by Chao / Sabiy:

http://ochaoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-truly-look-into-myself-i-found.html

http://ochaoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/no.html