Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas

No matter how I tried to spin it, last year's Christmas over here sucked. I had to work (like today) and other than come candies to give to my coworkers and some lights on my desk I didn't do much. That night I had dinner with a friend and two coworkers.

Earlier this week I prepared a small post that was pretty sad in tone (lamenting that I really didn't feel in the spirit). The stores and people here don't really do Christmas beyond using it as an excuse for commercialism and playing poor renditions of good Christmas songs.

But over the last week that attitude melted away; thanks to the ladyfriend. She was the one who hauled me to Carrefour to get get Christmas decorations--it was at that time a 6.8 earthquake hit Taiwan. She was also the fire under my ass to get things up and decorate my place.





In the end, I caught the bug and got into the spirit this year, in large part because of her infectious enthusiasm for Christmas. Hell, I even went to Mass last night.

Merry Christmas to all of you who still read this thing.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Notre Dame Coaching

I can't lie on this one. I am less than happy with the Notre Dame selection of Brian Kelly. He could very turn out to be great--but I have my doubts (given the track record of his predecessors it doesn't look good for people who have never been to the top of the college coaching world).

Maybe I am a cynic because of the lack of production the last few years, but I feel like ND really settled here. I wanted them to go all in and make a balls-out effort to get Bob Stoops (hell, in my dreams I thought of Mike Shanahan or Bill Cowher in blue and gold); throw the bank at him and make an offer he couldn't refuse.

Why Stoops? Well, some mutual interest was part of it. More important is his track record. He has been to the top of the college football world as a head coach (National Championship Game) and he knows how to get there.

Yes, Kelly has an impressive track record. Yes, he also has head coaching experience. Yes, he turned Cincinnati around. Those are all great things. The problem with that is Cincinnati (no matter how you cut it, is a different level from ND).

Think recruiting, how often does he have to go to Southern California and go head to head with USC for a stud recruit? How about games, has he ever gone toe to toe with Florida, Texas, or USC? On the opposite track, will Mack Brown or Urban Meyer really think to themselves, "Oh crap, we're gonna play Kelly!"?

I want to like the guy but I feel like he was a fallback option--and that is not his fault. In all honesty, I hope he does very well. His team has the talent to be strong so if he brings discipline and smash mouth attitude that has been missing that should carry them for a little bit. Hopefully, he can recruit well and coach like a man possessed.

I hope for the best and wish him well. Despite my seeming despair in this post, I want him to crush our opponents and rip some hearts out (Temple of Doom style).

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

My Trips in 2009

I need to edit some of these (i.e. look through my passport to count entry stamps) but here is the preliminary count:

Cambodia: 8 times

China: 3 times

Hong Kong: 2-3 times

Japan: 1 time

Laos: 2 times

Taiwan: I live there!

Thailand: at least 7 times

South Africa: 1 time (to split hairs it was twice but both were driving)

Swaziland: 1 time

United States: 1 time

Balmy and Tropical in Phnom Penh

Well, I am back in Cambodia and therefore back in the Third World. It was a last second trip (tickets not booked until last night at 4:30pm) left today, and then go home tomorrow in time for Christmas in Taipei. NOTE: I need to make a post totalling all the trips I've taken this year but this trip makes 8 times to Cambodia in 2009.
Thing is that I'm pretty happy to be here. It's warm, like 30 degrees C. That is much more than I can say for Taipei. When I woke up this whole last week it was 7 degrees C in my room but it would be as cold as 10 degrees C outside. Thing is that even 10 degrees shouldn't be too cold.

Instead, its damn near freezing (even my old roommate, who now lives in Seoul but came back to visit thought it was freezing). I have had to wear a hat and thick jacket. The locals say it's because of the moisture in the air that makes it feel much colder. It isn't helped by the fact that
few buildings have heating and fewer still have double windows so outside or in you will be cold. In truth, I have no idea what it is--but it is cold.
So I'm happy to be here in Cambodia for a trip to at least me defrost in the Third World.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

(Big) Pictures of the Year

When I was little I had a subscription to National Geographic magazine. The day it arrived in the mail I would open it and first look through all of the pictures before reading the actual articles. So for the little kid inside of me The Big Picture from the Boston Globe is fantastic. They just posted their pictures of the year in 3 parts. I highly suggest you take a look (as a warning many of the pictures deal with dark subject matter):

Part 1:
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/12/2009_in_photos_part_1_of_3.html

Part 2:
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/12/2009_in_photos_part_2_of_3.html

Part 3:
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/12/2009_in_photos_part_3_of_3.html


As an added bonus, here are MSNBC pictures of the decade:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34261690/ns/news-picture_stories/displaymode/1247/?beginSlide=1

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

A Long Rant: English Teachers

So let me pose a situation to you. Imagine If I came to any random place in the US and I told the people I ran into the following…

I have a job you can do—English teaching in a foreign country. You don’t need to be well educated; graduating college is absolutely a plus but not necessarily required. All your job requires is minimal skill—you have to speak English, that’s it. Translating, logistics, and disciplining students will be handled by a local teacher’s aide. In exchange, you will receive a salary that places you above the local norm and is more than enough to live comfortably. This is in exchange for teaching classes in the late afternoon and evening so you can sleep in every day The local environment is pretty modern and with a little time you can get used to it. In addition, local people will treat you quite well and more often than not defer to you. Many people (especially some women) will find you a hot commodity. The downsides are that you live abroad, your salary is not high by American standards, and you cannot speak the language which can make even small things a huge pain in the ass (but enough local people speak English that it matters less and less).

Of course, the place I am referencing is Taiwan. So who would want that job? Let’s see, generally males who tend to be young and college grads with no job. Absolutely, there are lots of them over here. But who else? Well people with few marketable skills or abilities, people with poor prospects back home, people with bad jobs back home, and people who may not fit in well.

Those are the characters who seem to end up over here in Taiwan—in seemingly increasing numbers. Now I prefer to live and let live. The problem, however, is that these (shall we say less than upstanding) English teachers become what Taiwanese people view as the norm for all foreigners.

When I meet a new Taiwanese person and they find that I speak Chinese, or even if they ask in English, I invariably get a few standard questions. “Where are you from?” “Are you an English teacher?” “Do you have a girlfriend?” Then something along the lines of, “Do you like the food here?”

You see, Taiwanese people here tolerate English teachers as a necessary evil. They realize a lot of them are not overly savory characters but do not realize just how unsavory they may be. At the same time, they teach English, which is needed in Taiwan to get ahead so they serve a necessary purpose. They are also known as a less than hygienic mob that teaches most nights then boozes or goes out to pick up chicks the rest of the time (read easy money and easy women—who are derogatorily called “Western food girls”). On top of that, a lot of them do not behave well or have an entitlement complex.

There are many foreign teachers who come here and just set up shop. They find some local girl who speaks English to help them with daily stuff—reading and getting around. Because they don’t speak much, if any, Chinese they have to find girls that speak English which limits the pool to the Western food girls who tend to have a foreigner infatuation (this can badly for both sides, as nearly every embassy here can attest). Still many just stay here, marry and open their own English teaching school while gaining a modicum of respect as people cannot understand that they may just be a sleaze. Example, I know a girl my age who was dating a 35 year old English teacher who had been over here for years and was still teaching English and making a local wage. I hate to say it, but that is not unusual for many foreigners here.

The problem for me is that I am the same age as many of them. So I am looked at the same way. They give me a less than desirable reputation before I open my mouth. When I am with my ladyfriend I tend to get a lot of looks that seem to say, “Ah, just another English teacher here to pick up women.” There is no way to explain through eye contact that this image could not be further from the truth. I can do nothing to change that, and that pisses me off since I don’t like being lumped together with jackasses.

Disclaimer: They are not all bad, of course. I have met some genuinely fine individuals who teach English in Taiwan and care deeply about providing the best education possible to their students. But in my experience they are an exception and I avoid nearly all association with English teachers when possible.

Down Goes the Window

There is a window in the men’s bathroom at work. When it is stuffy inside I open it, when its cold outside I close it. Normal stuff.

So day it was cold outside and I went to close the window. Except, as I began to close it the pane fell out of the frame and disappeared into the abyss outside. The first thought that went through my head was, shit that think is going to shatter and crash and I’ll still have to take care of my business when everyone comes running to see what happened.

The crash never came. There was a muffled crunch and clatter. So I stood up on the toilet and peered out. Turns out, there is a low roof outside and the window was still intact.

I told my coworker and he looked at me and started laughing. He said to tell the other lady who would take care of it. She did the same thing and told me to go out and get it, I politely told her there wasn’t a chance in hell I was doing that. We shall see.