Wednesday, April 22, 2015

hypocrisy

Growing up in Taiwan, I heard some "Chinese Culture Supremacist" jeering that in American culture, calling someone a "liar" is a serious offence because "Americans lie all the time, so they are ultra-sensitive to being called that name."

That's a silly allegation, of course. After living among them for well over 30 years, I find Americans to be more honest and straight-talking than most other peoples in the world I know, if anything.

What I am surprised though--at least initially--is the term "hypocrite" so often used here.

Politicians are often called hypocrites, for pretending to care for issues or people when all they do is their political future or how many votes they are getting in the next election. 

Businesses are often called hypocrites because their institutional goals of obtaining maximum profits are often in conflict with the benevolent image they try to maintain in the public. 

And of course when celebrity-like church leaders are found involved in sex or monetary scandals they are pinned as the most despicable ones who practice exactly what they preach others not to do.

Maybe Americans are just too honest a people to stand any phony characters or manipulative behavior flitting right in front of their societal eyes. (But then we have the Kardashians... well, that's another story).

That same honesty may also be called naivete or simple-mindedness that causes them to try to provide simple solutions to complicated issues that often times get them involved with troubles in other parts of the world where they are in turn called hypocrites who mess up other people's affairs when they can not take care of their own well in the first place. 

It's much easier to subscribe to a lofty idea in its abstract form than when it's broken down into nitty-gritty parts whose implementation may interfere with my personal interests. NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) mentality is one example. Another, more amusing one is like this: When asked by surveyors what they think about illegal immigration, most Americans say it should be banned, no doubt. But then the surveyor asks: "If we do evict all and allow no more illegal immigrants, your yard maintenance cost will increase, your restaurant bills will go up... What's your thought on that?"... Moments of silence... then many would say: "By how much will my bills rise up?"

When I was a boy, I was puzzled by all those funny tales of men so fearful of their wives... What the heck are they so fearful about? Then I grew up and knew, it's probably because men are usually the great pretenders, grand speech makers, abstract idea promoters, while their wives are the nitty-gritty doers, who know all the shallow hollow behind their billow, so they have to kowtow.

I think we are all hypocrites to some extent. One reason for that is we all aspire to be someone or something better than who we are at certain stages of our life. So to the old man who gives the youngsters the wrong mentoring advice of "Do as I say, not as I do" I'll give him credit for wanting his youngsters to model after something he knows he himself hasn't set a good example for. Similarly, to those who call all the people sitting in the church "just a bunch of hypocrites" I'll say yes some may well be, but many are there because they know they have been falling short of the mark but are continually trying nonetheless.

You probably know the word "hypocrite" came from Greek/Latin origin meaning "a person who acts". And as they say, the world is a stage, we all act a part in it. We play the roles we either are born with or seek to be, or both, wearing different hats at different times or at the same time, all the time. Each role has its intrinsic values and expected norms. Play it well, and you get self-satisfaction and the society functions hunky-dory. Nothing wrong with that.

Except we all have something else that goes beyond this acting, that common being some call "true self" or divine presence, that we like to unveil from behind our masks and hope to meet with others who find it too, from time to time, as often as possible.

Take it easy, fellas!

Friday, March 20, 2015

my 4 months in taipei (4)

Good food is aplenty in Taipei, from the street corner soybean milk breakfast shack to fancy hotel food court to gourmet coffee/tea house to indigenous Taiwanese delicacy night market... Just pick one and answer the question: "Where do you want to eat today?"

Or just "Gomaji"!

Gomaji.com is a Groupon-like website that offers deep discount deals at participating restaurants that we happened to get wind of. We just picked those nearby with the kind of food we like, purchased the tickets and made reservations and went. Foods we thus tried included exquisite seafood (http://www.gomaji.com/Taipei_p75875.html), gourmet steak (http://www.gomaji.com/Taipei_p76224.html), fusion buffet (http://www.gomaji.com/Taipei_p78507.html), Mongolian hot pot (https://food.gomaji.com/s29661.html), Japanese eel noodle (http://www.gomaji.com/Taipei_p74621.html), generic hot plates (http://www.gomaji.com/store-detail.php?store_id=37114), etc.

Other great eateries I recall included a country kitchen with farm-raised chicken (http://www.paine0602.com/blog/post/29542147), a Shanghai deli with exotic dumplings (http://lovedach.pixnet.net/blog/post/402434689), a "goose house" just a couple streets from where we lived (http://www.acheng.com.tw/php/product_list.php), and a bakery with international prize winning bread that commands waiting line all day long (http://www.wupaochun.com/).

Eating really is just half the fun of feasting, where the people you eat with constitute the other half of the fun. Through these feastings and various other events, I am glad I got to reacquaint myself with my sisters, in-laws, cousins, aunts and uncles, nieces and nephews, friends of old and new, knowing them better each time we got together. 

The world is a transient place, even the city I grew up with I have long given up trying to trace back all the places my memories like me to reminisce, because they are recognizable no more, just like the South Orange County I've been living in for the past 29 years having been in transition all these years. What's ever lasting, or we can try to make ever lasting, is relationships and compassion with people, wherever we live, whenever we meet. 

With that, I conclude this long log of my long stay in Taiwan. The old saying "a picture is worth a thousand words", and in this new age of Instagram writing text without accompanying photos is borderline criminal, so here is a link to a collection of photos of my 4 months in Taiwan I have put in my Facebook photo album for those of you who may like to view them:

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10206320083586118.1073741829.1387569224&type=1&l=b0de2ea607

Adios!

my 4 months in taipei (3)

One "mission" I set out to do on this trip was to explore and understand the ecosystem of internet startup businesses in Taiwan. I went to events sponsored by government innovation promoting agencies, seminars and "meetups" organized by formal and informal professional groups, such as "Startup Taiwan", "Taipei Entrepreneur Community", "Young Professionals Network - Taipei"... and met an interesting crop of entrepreneurs, professionals, organizers, expatriates (foreigners living in Taipei), etc.:

Jamie is a young man who came back to Taiwan after studying/working in the States and started one of the first internet startup accelerator programs in Taiwan--and I later found out he also hosts one weekly news-magazine show on TV; Ellen is a young woman who also came back from the States after finishing her school in Texas and went to work in the manufacturing and trading businesses in China and is now getting ready to embark on another venture there; Clio also came back from China after working there for years for an international software company and is trying to set up some innovative IT professionals network in Taiwan. 

Winston is a local young man who had tried an online business with social cause; Ben is currently working for a niche printer part company but itching to start a business of his own; JP is the co-founder of a cloud-based video monitoring startup which has established some footing in Taiwan and is now looking to expand to world markets; Rebecca is a college English teacher who had published 19 books on English learning and has an app idea to help foreigners learn Chinese in a fun way. 

Zack is a young programming wiz kid who's building a software tool that he plans to use in his own future company; Marco is a nice kid just came back from the States to fulfill his military obligation and take care of his ailing mother while in the same time tries to start a business implementing the startup plan he had won prize for in the States before graduation. 

Jake is an American from Oklahoma who graduated from the same University of Southern California I went to and did the same technological venture (VoIP) I did during the same period (late 1990's), except he was doing it here in Taiwan while I was doing it there in the US. He's happily married to a Taiwanese woman, with kids, and managing a technical consulting firm he co-owns that has over 30 software engineers in Vietnam; Jim is a guy from UK who came to study MBA here and decided to stay and is now editor of a startup newsletter while working for a law firm whose founder is a (Caucasian) American who became a naturalized Taiwanese citizen whose office building in downtown Taipei is probably one of the first to install roof-top green house in the city that the newly elected mayor of Taipei was invited to visit (and Jim showed me around after our lunch near the office).

Troy is a Canadian from Toronto who had long established passive-revenue generating e-commerce sites before he moved to Taipei 7 years ago to enjoy internet prevalent, foreigner friendly, relatively low cost living here. He has just set up a business book club to meet like-minded people while planning on starting some new online business venture; Karen is an American woman who's been in Taiwan for over 30 years who teaches English, linguistics and phonetics at National Taiwan University and are now exploring the possibility of launching a startup with former students to develop and market English-learning apps.

Sebastian is a German who had a neat language exchange app for which he's looking for funding to monetize the service; Robert is a Swiss who owns an international translation agency while on the side organizes monthly startup meetups at a cafe restaurant whose young owner Donnie is an entrepreneur and the co-organizer of the events.

Bernard is a Hong Konger who gained his hi-tech startup experiences in Boston, Beijing, Singapore, and started some months ago an "entrepreneurial skills" training school here teaching coding and online marketing; Richard is a non-technical Taiwan native whose eclectic life experiences through Australia and Japan convinced him to come back and organize and manage a startup innovation center here sponsored by the city. 

And Asics is the energetic owner of a newly founded accelerator company from mainland China who came here to convince young Taiwanese entrepreneurs to move to the city just across the strait to start their businesses there, promising to provide all the "grounding" logistics and a gateway to the biggest internet/mobile markets of the world! 

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

my 4 months in taipei (2)

Meeting old friends is a joyful thing to do when returning to the place you came from. There were many reunion parties I went to, from little ones to big ones, rural to metro, public or private, planned or impromptu.

Two major ones were both from my college classmates: One guy invited us to the rolling orange hill estate he purchased a few years ago right off the silicon city of north-central Taiwan. Everybody got a full pack of organically grown, delicious tasting oranges on their way out, after a pleasant afternoon of scenery walk in the farm and happy chattering in an elegant cottage house they built. 

The other was held in a newly renovated and converted chic old house Italian restaurant in Taipei city for fine dining. We were each issued a VIP membership card at the end--courtesy of our "honcho" classmate whose company sponsored the renovation and the event--that allowed for a few free gourmet coffees, for example. That I actually took advantage of afterwards because the restaurant was just a few minutes walk away from where I lived.

One little reunion was with a couple elementary schoolmates, at the backyard of a city dwelling, which is kind of unusual, judging from the expensive real estate landscape here. But there we were, 3 couples sitting around the patio table drinking, snacking, sharing stories of old and new in a delightful sunny-blue-skyed Taipei city afternoon for a good time.

Another little get-together was with a few college friends in a residential setting as well. This ingenious college classmate of ours created a chip design ahead of its time and started his own company many years ago that has been doing good and sustainable business ever since. He bought one floor of this nice apartment building for residence and another for office so his daily executive job is to walk downstairs, and up. We had an exotic dinner his wife prepared and then sang Karaoke in his well suited entertainment room, realizing some of my college classmates have many otherworldly talents than just knowing electrons. 

And I led a bike-ride reunion with a few campus fellowship alums, to finish one last leg of the great bike routes around the city and its outskirts that I started trekking on some 4 years ago and continued to do so every time I came back. 

I also met my usual "street scholar" friend who's been teaching Greek in a seminary school while ministering to street people every weekend at the seedy part of the town, and another guy who's been living and working in North Africa translating Bible to local language in secret for years and just got back to Taiwan a couple years ago.

And here's another campus fellowship alum, a girl who's been doing a ministry called "Telling Tales to Adults" that uses movies or arts or literature as discussion materials to explore the true meaning of love, life, and faith. Going to her events is like going to the movies, which I did a couple of times: 

One showing was a Korean movie (http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/milyang-secret-sunshine/) that depicted a young woman who's been clammed up in deep grief after losing her husband and then her son tragically until she found God in church but then lost her faith when she found out "God has forgiven the killer of her son before she did".

The other was the true-love story between C. S. Lewis--the famous Christian writer--and a divorced American woman (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108101/). 

Yet another one she and her crew was working on that I watched while visiting their work session was about how a campus shooting killer's parent struggles to put his life back together after that tragic event (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1798243/). The light rock music in the movie was pretty good, too.


Friday, March 13, 2015

my 4 months in taipei (1)

For the past 10-15 years or so, my wife and I go back to Taiwan around the Christmas-New Year time for vacation, usually for 2 or 3 weeks, one month top. 

This year--or should I say last--was different. With my wife's early retirement, she decided--and I complied--to try out a long stay there that started early November and lasted over the end of February, for a total of almost 4 months.

The following are a few memorable moments there I thought worth noting down.

My chronically aching feet started acting up again just about a week after I arrived in Taipei. In hind sight, it probably started way early in October, through my trip to Turkey, never got completely healed, before I foolhardily started my aggressive daily morning walk to a neighborhood park here.

So here I was, in the middle of the night, lying in bed with excruciating, bone gnawing pain at my left heel and ankle, trying to find any pain relieving medicine in the kitchen drawer without success. In similar situations back in the States, I either went to the ER which turned out to be no emergency care at all, or having to wait until the morning and drove myself to some local clinic when they were open. Here, I called a 24-hour drug store to ask if they had the anti-inflammation/pain relieving medicine I wanted, they didn't, but suggested I try a pharmacy store across street that might have. I did and they had. Then I called a taxi, which came to my apartment almost the moment I hung up the phone, drove me a few blocks to the pharmacy. I hopped (literally) out of the car, bought the medicine, asked for water and took a couple pills right then and there, hopped back to the street, got another cab and went home.

The next day I went to a neighborhood municipal hospital and saw a bone specialist. He took the x-ray, checked my foot, gave prescriptions, for both medicine and physical therapy for two weeks (and then two more weeks in a follow-up visit, and then another two after that), all in one morning's worth.

Then my wife broke her arm by accident over a weekend visit to a town 50 miles away from Taipei. The local hospital ER took x-ray, re-aligned the dislocated joint, put on the cast, before sending her on an ambulance back to Taipei city for a bone surgery, which took place the next day without a glitch.

The total out-of-the-pocket expenses, including the emergency services at both hospitals, the hired ambulance, the surgery, 2-night stay in the hospital, and the non-insurance-covered high-end artificial joint we opted to use for my wife: around $2600.

And I opted to do my regular colon exam here this time. Again it was just a local municipal gastroenterology specialist, who arranged to have the exam done in another bigger and better facilitated municipal hospital branch, with painless anesthesia-assisted procedure, just like those performed in the States. The nice thing about doing it here is I didn't have to drive, or have someone else drive me there. Just took a subway and walked there, and a taxi back.They did require a second person accompanying through the exam, due to the full-body anesthesia, though.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

bonsai banzai

My brother-in-law is a bonsai artist. He drives himself to a suburban hill of Taipei and spends the day taking care of his botanic yards, from dawn to dusk, Monday through Sunday, rain or shine, for the past 37 years. 

Other than that I don't really know how he works his plants, or the artistic philosophy behind it.

He recently published a book of his works and the moment I flipped through it I was caught not only by those pictures of fine looking miniatures, but also the way he describes how they were made, using the most mundane or throw-away materials, with a most respectful, naturalist touch to the plants, to come up with these creative delights that are quite a step away from traditional bonsai making.

Here are some pictures with accompanying notes I made out of his book:

The plate is a pebble I picked up at some river bank or ocean side. The plant is 20 years old, was never metal-wired or bound up, but through fine manicuring of its branches and buds was it groomed. To put a wild child plant like this on a delicate porcelain plate would be like having me pulling grass in tuxedo, exceedingly uncomfortable. 


One might think the easy way of making this formation is to put the seed in the center hole of the rock and it will grow itself to shape. If you do so the budding root, fiercely digging its way down but cannot find a way out, will hoist itself up and crash and die.


This colorful foundation was a brick relic I picked up at a river bed, shaped by the thrashing water and the turbulent sand. Just tap a 3 centimeter hole on top of the brick and put the bamboo in. The brick is a perfect water conducing material, no need to drill any holes for drainage. 


This elegant looking piece of wood has some shallow notch on top, ideal for the red Azaleas. To make it a rowdy bunch, I added the white Prunella, then the little Coleus down below.


The home base of this plant consists of two shells, the scallop on top and the clam below. Drill a tiny hole on each and tighten them up with a screw, and a most unusual vase is formed.


Slender Araucaria swaying on a flat plate conveys a tropical laid-back meme. To prevent the Araucaria from falling on the shallow plate, grow it first on a coral piece for its root to take hold, then move them to the plate.


Cuckoo flowers are of many varieties, this one is a gift from an elderly friend. To prevent it from drying up, I often put it under shade, which in turn causes some long stem to wilt and fall for lack of sunshine. Not to worry, just cut the leaves and bring it under sunshine and it will come back standing firm and tall in no time.


Lay a hard coil mesh and some soil in the open end of a worn-out valve and put on a fat stem plant, you have a tattered seasoned-looking piece here. Reflecting on this old faithful gadget making its last contribution to the plant it helped watered all its life, and my own ragged, wrinkle-faced self, I can't help but feel at a sentimental loss for a while...



* For those interested, the book is "小自然:林國承的無盆小品植栽"
http://www.books.com.tw/products/0010638256

Friday, January 9, 2015

happy new year

A college friend of mine has some farmland in north-central Taiwan and invited us along with many others there for a visit. We toured the rolling orange grove and a beautiful pond then gathered in the two-story house they built. It was quite some crowd so when Linda needed to go to the restroom and it was occupied the hostess suggested she go upstairs to another one. When she came out and went downstairs, probably because the light was dim (it was turning from day to evening), and probably because it had no handrails, and probably because the steps were of irregular shape at half flight where it turned corner, she missed the step and tumbled down.

The hostess held her at the end of the stairs, and though Linda looked conscious (shaken and pale, of course), the hostess and I immediately felt her right elbow had protruded bone. We needed to send her to the ER, everyone said, so a guy with a car, along with a couple, took us to the major hospital in the city nearby, where they took an X-ray, and saw a bone was twisted and broken, more than just a dislocation we originally thought/hoped it was, that required surgery.

They could do the surgery there, but then the city is an hour drive from Taipei where we live, and where we might be able to get better care, so we decided to hire an ambulance and have them call the hospital in Taipei to which we were transferring while I called my sister in Taipei to see if she could find a good bone specialist surgeon for us. The hospital fixed the dislocation and gave her a painkiller shot (she's beginning to feel the pain now) and put a temporary cast on her arm before the ambulance arrived and off we went to Taipei.

At the hospital in Taipei they did further exam with CT scan, and the doctor (a recommended bone specialist surgeon my sister found) came to discuss with us about the surgery options. He explained the pros and cons of trying to "pin back" the broken bone vs replacing it with an artificial joint... Long story short, though he left the options open for us to decide, I could tell he really preferred the artificial joint option, for its higher operation success rate and better long term sustainability, even though it's more expensive. So we decided to go with the artificial joint option.

It was already midnight Saturday, they did the surgery the next day, and other than some after-surgery discomfort Linda felt because of the anesthesia, it was a smooth and successful operation.

For the first two weeks after the surgery she wore a cast on her right arm, that she had to be careful not to be in touch with water when she bathed, and that hampered her movement in general. So I got to have the honor of helping her bathe and putting her clothes on and off, a fun and not-so-fun job at times, haha.

She's now off the cast for almost two weeks, and has gradually but pretty much got back to her form again, if still being careful not to strain her arm, and walking stairs extra carefully. I used to know I have a fragile wife, but now I know I have a very fragile wife that I need to handle with extra care :)

I am writing this to explain how it all happened to friends and family who showed concern when they heard about the news, and also to thank again in particular those who offered invaluable help to us during the process: our college friends who drove and accompanied us to the hospital, paid visits during and after our brief stay at the hospital, my family and my wife's family here, and the nurses and doctors of a quality and efficient health care system that ought to be the envy of the world!

Happy New Year! 


 Linda right after the surgery                  At an outing with me this Monday
 


 X-ray photo of her arm with the artificial joint