24.3.07 

WHERE AM I

It has all been so busy lately that I haven’t had a chance to think.

It’s easy to see how some people feel like they have blinked and their life has gone, without time to even take a breath and to do the things they really want. So this blog is a quick breath before I dive back into it.


When I first arrived, it was different and quaint. Everything was silly and cute to me.
You need to have a running business before you can get a business permit, but you cannot start a business unless you have a business permit. The mesh of ridiculous laws coming from all quarters, and never being checked against each other, means that nothing can be done without actually breaking the law.


I went to work yesterday and they had put a fake wall up because the building inspectors demanded that the room had a wall. They had to get it down before the next day because the fire inspectors demanded that there cannot be a wall in that room.


To work in Taiwan you need an ‘Alien Residence Certificate’ to get one you have to be employed by a school. It is, however, illegal to work for any school unless you have an ‘ARC’ – they take two months to get and you can only get them if you are in Taiwan.

Some of the questions in the license test go exactly like this:


If you slip and fall down because there is some oil on the road, you should:

(1) take it as bad luck and ride away
(2) report to the nearest police station.
(3) put tree branches on the area to warn other people

Answer: 3

A motorist who follows traffic rules is because:

(1) he is afraid of being caught and fined
(2) he has the responsibility and honor to do so
(3) there is someone to supervise him.

Answer: 2

If a motorist wants to keep the traffic order to gain a good image for the country, strengthen the social safety and have the happiness of his family, he should

(1) have good riding moral and spirit of obeying the law.
(2) have good riding skills
(3) not smoke and drink.

Answer: 1

When riders kill or injure pedestrians at a pedestrian crossing because they did not let the pedestrian cross, the criminal law punishment should be

(1) doubled
(2) tripled
(3) halved

Answer: 3

Everything is upside down –even the water goes down the hole the wrong way. It’s quirky at first, but then it starts to piss me off. The people constantly staring and pointing at me; risking my life every time I ride my scooter –I have knocked over two people already; pollution so bad my eyes and throat burn if I ride longer than 20mins; never knowing if someone wants to rip you off, or worse, working for an organization that worships the chairman and chews up the workers.


It’s hard to get some space in the second most densely populated country on the world, and these things can quickly eat at you and make you really bitter –God knows there are enough foreigners like that here. That is when you need to stop, breathe, have a Taiwan beer on the roof of your building and remember that this isn’t my world. I’m just stopping through and I will never fully understand.


Taiwan is in one of the most peculiar social and political vortexes in the planet. It exists in a constant state of purgatory. It is a mesh of complications.
It is only recognised as a nation by a few nations from Africa and South America. To the rest of the world it is either anomaly sitting in limbo or a state in rebellion from mother land. It was excluded from the United Nations in 1971 after China was recognised.


The debate over Taiwan and China has an effect on the people and their identity. Not so much as to whether they claim to be Chinese or Taiwanese, but what they give up if they claim a particular label exclusively. Who do we make our enemy and who do we make our ally? -Not only internationally, but locally, within social groups. Taiwan has only been democratic since 1990, less than a generation ago this nation was under military rule. Old mindsets do not change very quickly. Fear of authority and an ‘un-questioning-ness of those above us’ still persist. The government, police and military are rank with corruption, and corporations treat workers with disregard without real dispute.


On top of this is Western influence, and an obsession for all things cute and post-modern, which clashes with the tradition of saving ones “face”. Human Resource Management is used to force everyone to sing the corporation song for the boss (literally) so it looks like a great team. Yet the team is being ripped apart by gossip and back-stabbing. The company I work for has a new motto. It is simply, “Winning is everything.” A meeting is held so it can be seen to be held – not for reason. But to be seen to be progressive – it all just becomes stuff.
All the while, over 100,000 rockets are pointed at these shores by the Commy neighbor.

But it’s not all that bad, one litre of beer cost $2nz.

Time to climb to the roof of my building.

12.2.07 

MY FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD GAME

8.2.07 

ME ME ME

I haven’t given much thought to philosophy or religion lately. Maybe it’s because there are so many other things going on, maybe it’s because I find it too frustrating. I have been getting sick of the pointless debates on context and all that, the myriad of opinions on so many things, which so often seem empty.

One thought I did have while scootering home last night, was the concept of selflessness. I know it is a big thing within many religions, to be completely selfless, to be given over to one’s God or philosophy in such a way that ‘I’ does not exist.


This thought is contradictory. It cannot work because we are absolute subjective beings. Everything is. If one says to them self, ‘I want to be selfless’ they have already stated their want and therefore performing an action for them self. Therefore, even the thought is born out of egoism.


I cannot think of a single situation where this is not true. Even the most benevolent action finds its root in self.


It is not because we are ‘bad’, it is the way this world is formed. It is how gravity makes mass pull everything to itself. It is Evolution’s survival of the fittest. We are all innately hedonistic, and we must be otherwise we wouldn’t exist.


This takes me back to a conception within Christianity that Jesus is completely selfless. Jesus died on the cross so that creation might be reconciled with its creator. God wanted to mend the broken relationship with him and creation.


Is Jesus’ death on the cross a truly selfless act?

31.1.07 

IN THE NEWS

An example of the news we get in the English news paper in Taiwan.

COUPLE SPLIT AFTER SUICIDE ATTEMPTS FAIL

A Taoyuan County couple who could not get their parents’ blessing to marry split up after three failed attempts to commit suicide together, a Chinese-language newspaper reported yesterday.

A man identified only as Lin, 30, had been dating a woman surnamed Lee for a year and wanted to marry her, the Liberty Times (the ‘Taipei Times’ sister newspaper) reported.
But both sets of parents were opposed to the marriage, so Lin and Lee decided to commit suicide, the report said.

Over the weekend, the pair checked into a Taipei County hotel, determined to commit suicide by burning charcoal. However, the smoke detector in their room went off and hotel staff expelled them from the hotel, the report said.

The pair checked into another hotel. This time they wrapped a towel around the smoke detector, but the alarm still went off, and again they were forced to leave by staffers, who feared a suicide would bring bad luck to the hotel.

Next the pair bought sleeping pills and checked into a third hotel, where they swallowed two dozen sleeping pills each. They were awoken the next day by hotel staffers telling them it was check-out time.

The couple decided to return home, but quarreled in the car. Lee scratched Lin, and Lin hit Lee. When they got to Taoyuan County, they went to the police station to press charges against each other, putting an end to their relationship.

8.1.07 

PIG CROSSING THE ROAD

This big boy has little red bags on his back because he is collecting money for the local Buddhist temple.

1.1.07 

A DAY IN MY LIFE IN KAOHSIUNG


8am- Have been lying awake for about 20 mins when the alarm goes off. Up into the shower. I wash my hair three times and scrub my body but the water is still beading off over the layer of oil that has been with me since i arrived.

8.30am -Out of my apartment down the elevator, 'hi' to my guard and onto my scooter. I’m listening to Dead Kennedys this morning so am riding like a manic. In record time I am at kindy, clocking in before 8.55.
9am- Drink 500mls of coffee and tease a South African teacher about the Spring Boks. He brings up the cricket, I decide it’s time to go to class.


9.15am -Wonder into class, the kids, who are all playing with toys around the room, scream 'Teacher Christian,' and run and hug me. They are tiny 2 and 3-year-olds that walk like drunks and have giant heads. A couple are still in nappies. We spend the next two hours playing, singing and learning words. Each activity is divided by a bathroom break. The theme of the week is water transport. We colour submarines yellow and sing ‘We all live in a yellow submarine.’ The kids are so into the song they laugh hysterically. Peter vomits on me. Others start to cry because the smell is so bad.

11.30am - Dish out everyone’s lunch, say good bye and scooter home for lunch -noodles and dumplings- with Joyce.
12:30pm -We get a phone call from a lady who Joyce met at the 7-11 last week. She was super friendly and wanted to take us to her coffee shop. As soon as I got in her car I knew something was terribly wrong. Amway bags were lying everywhere. She took us to an Amway café and tried to sell us Amway for an hour. This was especially boring for me because I had no idea what she was saying -it was in Chinese.
1.45pm- After an hour of polite nodding, we tell the Amway lady we had a meeting to go to. We hail a taxi. Our driver was on drugs, and drive really fast yelling at people. She asks us to find her an American recording contract for her because she is a wonderful singer. She turns the radio on full and sings to us all the way home.

2.30pm- Joyce decides she wants some more practice on her new scooter. We head out to the lake. She follows behind and I keep an eye on her. A lady stops suddenly in front of me. I smash into her, knocking her and her vegetables onto the road. She is ok, but is screaming as though her leg has fallen off. It’s a graze. We take her across the road to an old Chinese medicine man. He rubs some black smelly stuff on her leg and demands that she comes back three times at $50 nz per visit. We spend the next hour fiercely bartering the price. He threatens to call the police, we tell him we have nothing to hide, he backs off. We pay 20 bucks and head home.


3:50pm- I say bye to Joyce -she works at a different branch- scooter to work listening to Bob Marley. I spend two hours teaching 10-year-olds when to use past-participles in a sentence. I have a ten minute break. I gulp down some coffee and spend the next two hours teaching 14-year-olds various slang phrases.

10pm- Home; Joyce got back about 10 minutes ago. We head out to a restaurant, called Hong Kong Predestination, and order dim sum and Taiwan beer.

12am- Shower watch some TV and go to bed.
Monday done.

27.12.06 

TAIWAN EARTHQUAKE

Just a quickie to say that we just had a big earthquake here. It has been splatted all over the international news.
It was centered in our city. We are fine and happy -we were allowed to leave work early. I was teaching on the fourth floor of an old building when it happened. The only damage done was the water pipes breaking and my ears popping from screaming kids.

It got really close to being nasty and dangerous but tapered off just in time. We are home now, in the 14th floor of our building.
No damage was done to our apartment except my DKNY smelly stuff fell off the shelf and broke.

When I walked in, a full on men's perfume-smell attacked my nostrels. For a second i thought joyce had snuck a giggalo over. Lucky it was only a 7.2 scale earthquake.

Most of the people in our building are sitting outside because they are scared another quake may happen and our building will tumble down.

Good Times.