Soundtrack included! First shots are outside the presidential palace. A KMT rally was held nearby.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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Friday, March 21, 2008
Economic Depression
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People are desperate for an economic upgrade, which is why Taiwanese people vote for the KMT. My coworker Shauna said she is voting for the KMT after voting for the DPP in the last two elections. She says people want more economic ties with
Shauna is voting for the KMT because of the economy. She thought the DPP could bolster it, and even voted for them again so they could have four more years to get their policies working. But the news of suicides is really bringing her down. She said some people will even kill their children when they kill themselves.
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The two most common methods of suicide in
But some people never make it off the building. In June 2005, a woman was found dead on top of
I’m not sure how the status quo will be affected tomorrow. Both parties want more economic ties with
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Taiwan Does Democracy
The American election campaigns are out of control. One candidate says another is less qualified, and then the other candidate claims to have better judgment. Meanwhile, a third candidate alleges to be even better than the other two! This style of “negative campaigning” is ice cream compared to the shit being thrown in Taiwan, let me tell you.
Taiwan will have its fourth ever democratic elections on Saturday. The first election in 1996 featured Chinese missile tests in the Taiwan Strait, and the last election in 2004 was so negative that the current president and vice president were shot while campaigning the day before the vote.
The tension comes from some major party differences. The two main parties are the DPP (Democratic Progressive Party) and the KMT (Kuomintang). The DPP is currently in power, and has been pushing for Taiwan’s entry into the UN for years. Then there’s the KMT, which is a Chinese nationalist party that previously ruled Taiwan under martial law. The KMT agrees that Taiwan should join the UN, but under the name Republic of China. Some people think China won’t attack Taiwan if Taiwan elects the semi-loyal KMT, but most people think China won’t act anyway, unless Taiwan declares independence, or gets into the UN. By the way, coinciding with the election this year are two UN referendums on Taiwan’s request for membership – one as Taiwan, and one as Republic of China.
Just like in the United States, slanderous remarks may lead to resignations. A couple days ago, a DPP member resigned over his criticism of the KMT’s candidate’s father. The man admitted that his public criticism turned into a personal attack when he insinuated that Ma Ying-jeou’s father slept with prostitutes and even “screwed” his adopted daughter. He never said his statement was false, but he did resign.
The candidates have also called daughters drug addicts, and wives whores. No, Taiwanese politicians are not known for holding back punches (see Rick Mercer’s Best Taiwanese Parliament Fights of All Time for this reference).
The DPP’s presidential candidate, Frank Hsieh, is putting his candidacy on the line over his attacks on Ma. Only five days before the election, Hsieh said he would drop out of the presidential race if his rival could prove that he does not hold permanent residency in the United States. Ma admits he held permanent residency, but claims he gave it up in the early ‘90s, and never applied for a green card. The strangest thing is that instead of proving Hsieh wrong, and forcing him to resign as party leader, Ma is suing the DPP. The issue may not be resolved by election time, which is too bad. It’s kind of important to know if a man who wants closer ties with China can hide in the States if the shit hits the fan.
But this election is not all about drama and barroom style brawls. There are also overly corny moments. Candidates from all sides pose with big smiles, giving the thumbs up on their posters. I have also seen the old back-to-back pose, and the bent-arm handshake pose. These cheesy pictures are on buses, on buildings, and on flags that line the streets. Did I mention that they are often dressed “casually” in the pictures, maybe even in track suits? It gets lamer. On Sunday, the DPP organized a 1 million person high five to celebrate a supposed comeback. Rallies were held nationwide, and hundreds of thousands of people showed up wearing sideways baseball caps, ready to party. At the right moment, they all high fived each other. Oh god, my eyes can’t stop rolling!
As an outsider who has no idea what Taiwan really needs, I prefer the DPP. President Chen Shui-bian, and vice president Annette Lu, have histories of defending human rights in Taiwan. It was only 21 years ago that the KMT were plundering the island under martial law, so I just can’t like the KMT. However, the KMT will likely win, as they swept the legislative elections in January. Either way, Saturday is sure to be a gong show. I don’t know whether to take photos, or hide in a bomb shelter.
Taiwan will have its fourth ever democratic elections on Saturday. The first election in 1996 featured Chinese missile tests in the Taiwan Strait, and the last election in 2004 was so negative that the current president and vice president were shot while campaigning the day before the vote.
The tension comes from some major party differences. The two main parties are the DPP (Democratic Progressive Party) and the KMT (Kuomintang). The DPP is currently in power, and has been pushing for Taiwan’s entry into the UN for years. Then there’s the KMT, which is a Chinese nationalist party that previously ruled Taiwan under martial law. The KMT agrees that Taiwan should join the UN, but under the name Republic of China. Some people think China won’t attack Taiwan if Taiwan elects the semi-loyal KMT, but most people think China won’t act anyway, unless Taiwan declares independence, or gets into the UN. By the way, coinciding with the election this year are two UN referendums on Taiwan’s request for membership – one as Taiwan, and one as Republic of China.
Just like in the United States, slanderous remarks may lead to resignations. A couple days ago, a DPP member resigned over his criticism of the KMT’s candidate’s father. The man admitted that his public criticism turned into a personal attack when he insinuated that Ma Ying-jeou’s father slept with prostitutes and even “screwed” his adopted daughter. He never said his statement was false, but he did resign.
The candidates have also called daughters drug addicts, and wives whores. No, Taiwanese politicians are not known for holding back punches (see Rick Mercer’s Best Taiwanese Parliament Fights of All Time for this reference).
The DPP’s presidential candidate, Frank Hsieh, is putting his candidacy on the line over his attacks on Ma. Only five days before the election, Hsieh said he would drop out of the presidential race if his rival could prove that he does not hold permanent residency in the United States. Ma admits he held permanent residency, but claims he gave it up in the early ‘90s, and never applied for a green card. The strangest thing is that instead of proving Hsieh wrong, and forcing him to resign as party leader, Ma is suing the DPP. The issue may not be resolved by election time, which is too bad. It’s kind of important to know if a man who wants closer ties with China can hide in the States if the shit hits the fan.
But this election is not all about drama and barroom style brawls. There are also overly corny moments. Candidates from all sides pose with big smiles, giving the thumbs up on their posters. I have also seen the old back-to-back pose, and the bent-arm handshake pose. These cheesy pictures are on buses, on buildings, and on flags that line the streets. Did I mention that they are often dressed “casually” in the pictures, maybe even in track suits? It gets lamer. On Sunday, the DPP organized a 1 million person high five to celebrate a supposed comeback. Rallies were held nationwide, and hundreds of thousands of people showed up wearing sideways baseball caps, ready to party. At the right moment, they all high fived each other. Oh god, my eyes can’t stop rolling!
As an outsider who has no idea what Taiwan really needs, I prefer the DPP. President Chen Shui-bian, and vice president Annette Lu, have histories of defending human rights in Taiwan. It was only 21 years ago that the KMT were plundering the island under martial law, so I just can’t like the KMT. However, the KMT will likely win, as they swept the legislative elections in January. Either way, Saturday is sure to be a gong show. I don’t know whether to take photos, or hide in a bomb shelter.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Another Wacky Day
This morning I woke up earlier than was usual for a Tuesday. The reasons were twofold: I had to go to work early for “office makeovers,” and I had to go to the bank. Would you like to know which event yielded a sexy result? Then settle in for a bizarre and convoluted tale.
It all began when I went to the bank to transfer $50,000 into my overseas account. It was my first time transferring money back to Canada, so I was a bit confused about the form I had to fill out. The clerk didn’t speak much English, so she called a man from upstairs to come down and translate for us. It was the same guy who helped me when I lost my bank card the first and second time. He seemed to remember me somehow. Anyway, he translated, and told me how much the transfer fees are, the currency rate, and the final amount in Canadian dollars, which, as it turns out, is nothing near 50 Gs.
He made small talk with me while the clerk was using her computer. He asked me if I would want to tutor some employees’ kids sometime. Doing private lessons is good money, so I said I could do it in my spare time. He took my phone number, and he made sure I had his cell. Then he said I could call if I need help at the bank, or if I want to party. I said “Party? Can you do that in Sinjhuang?” He misheard me and said, “Do I dance when I get drunk? Not really.” I thought this was very strange thing to hear from a professional looking bank employee. It’s not everyday you hear the word “drunk” during a legitimate business transaction.
After I left, I wondered if he was using the opportunity to speak English as an opportunity to hit on a client without his coworkers’ knowledge. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. The point is, I am awesome, and I wasn’t even wearing any makeup. I was saving my face for makeover day.
Makeover day was the brainchild of one of my school’s managers. She thinks our school would have an edge, and seem more professional, if the female staff all wore makeup “like a lawyer.” So, the school hired a lady from Shiseido cosmetics to do a training session. When my male supervisor first told me about the event, I found it very strange, and mildly offensive. Later, I realized that there might be free stuff, and hilarious photo opportunities, so I decided to hope for the best. I was actually getting curious about what my Taiwanese makeover would look like.
The cosmetics lady spoke in Chinese and waved a bunch of lotions and things around for two hours. My co-worker Shauna said she would translate for me, and even switched seats to do it, but she was too excited about all the products to tell me anything. At the end of the demonstration (15 minutes before it was time to don the bright red T-shirt and start making poop jokes, like lawyers), we could have free-range on all the sample goods. Everyone piled to the front of the classroom (yes, we were sitting in desks), and started trying all the stuff. Even if I knew what anything was, there’s no way I would go through the dogpile to get it. So, makeover day was a big waste of time, and I left without makeup. Just like my trip to the science museum, I expected something slightly amusing, and was shut out.
It all began when I went to the bank to transfer $50,000 into my overseas account. It was my first time transferring money back to Canada, so I was a bit confused about the form I had to fill out. The clerk didn’t speak much English, so she called a man from upstairs to come down and translate for us. It was the same guy who helped me when I lost my bank card the first and second time. He seemed to remember me somehow. Anyway, he translated, and told me how much the transfer fees are, the currency rate, and the final amount in Canadian dollars, which, as it turns out, is nothing near 50 Gs.
He made small talk with me while the clerk was using her computer. He asked me if I would want to tutor some employees’ kids sometime. Doing private lessons is good money, so I said I could do it in my spare time. He took my phone number, and he made sure I had his cell. Then he said I could call if I need help at the bank, or if I want to party. I said “Party? Can you do that in Sinjhuang?” He misheard me and said, “Do I dance when I get drunk? Not really.” I thought this was very strange thing to hear from a professional looking bank employee. It’s not everyday you hear the word “drunk” during a legitimate business transaction.
After I left, I wondered if he was using the opportunity to speak English as an opportunity to hit on a client without his coworkers’ knowledge. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. The point is, I am awesome, and I wasn’t even wearing any makeup. I was saving my face for makeover day.
Makeover day was the brainchild of one of my school’s managers. She thinks our school would have an edge, and seem more professional, if the female staff all wore makeup “like a lawyer.” So, the school hired a lady from Shiseido cosmetics to do a training session. When my male supervisor first told me about the event, I found it very strange, and mildly offensive. Later, I realized that there might be free stuff, and hilarious photo opportunities, so I decided to hope for the best. I was actually getting curious about what my Taiwanese makeover would look like.
The cosmetics lady spoke in Chinese and waved a bunch of lotions and things around for two hours. My co-worker Shauna said she would translate for me, and even switched seats to do it, but she was too excited about all the products to tell me anything. At the end of the demonstration (15 minutes before it was time to don the bright red T-shirt and start making poop jokes, like lawyers), we could have free-range on all the sample goods. Everyone piled to the front of the classroom (yes, we were sitting in desks), and started trying all the stuff. Even if I knew what anything was, there’s no way I would go through the dogpile to get it. So, makeover day was a big waste of time, and I left without makeup. Just like my trip to the science museum, I expected something slightly amusing, and was shut out.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Goin' Nutz
Walking around the streets of Sinjhuang, it’s hard not to notice the red stains splattered on the pavement, and, looking up, the families of four riding on a single scooter with only two helmets are also rather conspicuous. But this is an unnecessarily morbid connection to make – the red stains are from betel nut. Relax.
Betel nut is a green juicy seed that people in many Asian countries chew, and subsequently get buzzed off of. In Taiwan, the seed is wrapped in a green leaf. You chew it all together, and spit out the blood-red juices that form. Then, after 15 minutes or so, you spit out your cud – a wad of fibers that looks like soggy coconut husk.
I have seen people at Buddhist parades chewing betel nut looking like they were in a trance, with crazed eyes and red juice dripping down their chin. I have also been on a bus where the driver was chewing it, singing to himself, and driving too fast. But the effect of betel nut is actually very mild, like a tiny cup of coffee or a cigarette.
The most obvious place to buy betel nut is from a betel nut girl. Betel nut girls sit in small glass rooms with a street front view. They wear tiny skirts, fishnets, high heels and silky tank tops. Cigarettes are on display, but they mostly sell betel nut. Apparently some clerks are not the clean cut businesswomen they appear to be, and sometimes sell certain favours too.
When my friend Narcoux came to visit me during Chinese New Year, we thought it would be darn nifty to try the stuff. We bought a bag of about eight nuts for around NT $50 from a little family-run cart at a night market. The (unsexy) woman gave us a cup with a paper towel in the bottom for us to spit in. She also got herself a betel nut to show us how to bite the end off first. Narcoux and I decided we didn’t want to be seen in public trying it, so we waited until we were home.
Wikipedia says betel nut has a “fresh, peppery taste.” I don’t disagree entirely, but it makes it sound like it tastes pleasant. Narcoux pronounced with disgust that, “It tastes like hot dogs.” I won’t disagree entirely with that either.
Our faces started to get hot and red right away, but in a good way. It’s supposed to make you feel mild euphoria, and have heightened alertness and be better able to work, but after chewing just one at nighttime, we didn’t feel very awake. In fact, my jaw was really tired from chewing the fibrous wad. It wasn’t the instant party we thought it could be, so we didn’t chew any more.
Betel nut is natural, but it’s not exactly a harmless stimulant. According to Wikipedia, it causes cancer (oral especially), gum deterioration, and is habit forming. It claimed that regular betel nut chewers in Taiwan are 28 times more likely to get oral cancer than non-chewers. So before you “do the chew,” think what it will do to you.
Betel nut is a green juicy seed that people in many Asian countries chew, and subsequently get buzzed off of. In Taiwan, the seed is wrapped in a green leaf. You chew it all together, and spit out the blood-red juices that form. Then, after 15 minutes or so, you spit out your cud – a wad of fibers that looks like soggy coconut husk.
I have seen people at Buddhist parades chewing betel nut looking like they were in a trance, with crazed eyes and red juice dripping down their chin. I have also been on a bus where the driver was chewing it, singing to himself, and driving too fast. But the effect of betel nut is actually very mild, like a tiny cup of coffee or a cigarette.
The most obvious place to buy betel nut is from a betel nut girl. Betel nut girls sit in small glass rooms with a street front view. They wear tiny skirts, fishnets, high heels and silky tank tops. Cigarettes are on display, but they mostly sell betel nut. Apparently some clerks are not the clean cut businesswomen they appear to be, and sometimes sell certain favours too.
When my friend Narcoux came to visit me during Chinese New Year, we thought it would be darn nifty to try the stuff. We bought a bag of about eight nuts for around NT $50 from a little family-run cart at a night market. The (unsexy) woman gave us a cup with a paper towel in the bottom for us to spit in. She also got herself a betel nut to show us how to bite the end off first. Narcoux and I decided we didn’t want to be seen in public trying it, so we waited until we were home.
Wikipedia says betel nut has a “fresh, peppery taste.” I don’t disagree entirely, but it makes it sound like it tastes pleasant. Narcoux pronounced with disgust that, “It tastes like hot dogs.” I won’t disagree entirely with that either.
Our faces started to get hot and red right away, but in a good way. It’s supposed to make you feel mild euphoria, and have heightened alertness and be better able to work, but after chewing just one at nighttime, we didn’t feel very awake. In fact, my jaw was really tired from chewing the fibrous wad. It wasn’t the instant party we thought it could be, so we didn’t chew any more.
Betel nut is natural, but it’s not exactly a harmless stimulant. According to Wikipedia, it causes cancer (oral especially), gum deterioration, and is habit forming. It claimed that regular betel nut chewers in Taiwan are 28 times more likely to get oral cancer than non-chewers. So before you “do the chew,” think what it will do to you.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Tiny (Eco) Footprints
According to 2006 statistics, the percentage of days in Taipei with “good air quality” was only 41.3%. It’s common to see people on scooters wearing SARS masks to avoid breathing the appalling traffic fumes. But Taiwan is an island 394 km in length, 144 km across its widest point, packed with 22.8 million people. This is a density of 635 people per square kilometer. For comparison, Canada has about 3.2 people per square kilometer. So of course this place will be a stink hole. The thing that really surprises me about the environment though is how eco-friendly the default lifestyle is here.
Homes
There really aren’t many houses in urban areas. I was in Taipei for three months before I happened to take a bus into a rich part of town where I saw about 30 houses. Everyone lives in an apartment. Most rented apartments come furnished, often with a washing machine. Wet clothes are dried by the sun. Heat also comes from the sun, and lacking sun in the depths of winter, you are simply cold all the time. No central heating. All the light bulbs in my place are the energy efficient LED sort, and I suspect there aren’t any incandescent bulbs left in the Taipei area.
Recycling
Recycling is also made very convenient. My apartment building has sorting bins outdoors in a kind of courtyard. If you don’t sort everything properly, the ancient security guard who wears two pairs of glasses at a time will sort it for you. It’s pretty humiliating, so I have four bags taped up against my wall: one for drink containers, one for paper, one for plastic, and one for non-recyclable stuff. This was a big change for me because in Canada I couldn’t recycle anything without access to a car. I have never lived anywhere where taking out the recycling was as easy as taking out the garbage.
My school also makes recycling easy. The students have the option of dumping stuff into the recycling bin, the garbage bin, or the food scraps bin. Paper food boxes, drink containers and scrap paper go into the recycling bin, and staff use both sides of white paper before it’s recycled. About 492,000 tonnes of material from Taipei City were recycled in 2007. Schools in Taipei City recycled 6,469 tonnes of material in December 2007 alone. It makes you wonder why we have to test run blue box programs in Canada before they can even be considered being made widely available. Recycling is way too complicated back home. Why is that?
Transportation
Taipei City has a phenomenal public transit system. The MRT (Mass Rapid Transit) is extremely efficient, timely and convenient. It is a very popular way to get around. Besides the MRT, the buses are also quite efficient in their own way. Buses in Taipei will hold as many people as possible, and then 11 or 12 more. Nobody ever asks when the bus arrives, because the answer is always “in five minutes.” In fact, five minutes may be the longest I have ever waited for a bus. Even though public transit is very popular, and it’s a treat to be able to sit down, not everyone relies on it. Trains and buses stop running at midnight, so that’s a huge downside to the system.
At the end of 2006, the number of registered motor vehicles in the country totaled 20.31 million. That’s a lot, but 13.56 million were motorcycles/scooters and only 6.75 million were automobiles. Scooters here are often criticized for being high polluting, but there’s no way they pollute even half as much as a car. And scooters here do the same job as a car – I have seen families of four on a single scooter with toddlers and dogs riding in front of the driver’s feet. Maybe the efficient use of space goes too far sometimes, but on the whole, Taiwan makes many admirable green efforts.
Homes
There really aren’t many houses in urban areas. I was in Taipei for three months before I happened to take a bus into a rich part of town where I saw about 30 houses. Everyone lives in an apartment. Most rented apartments come furnished, often with a washing machine. Wet clothes are dried by the sun. Heat also comes from the sun, and lacking sun in the depths of winter, you are simply cold all the time. No central heating. All the light bulbs in my place are the energy efficient LED sort, and I suspect there aren’t any incandescent bulbs left in the Taipei area.
Recycling
Recycling is also made very convenient. My apartment building has sorting bins outdoors in a kind of courtyard. If you don’t sort everything properly, the ancient security guard who wears two pairs of glasses at a time will sort it for you. It’s pretty humiliating, so I have four bags taped up against my wall: one for drink containers, one for paper, one for plastic, and one for non-recyclable stuff. This was a big change for me because in Canada I couldn’t recycle anything without access to a car. I have never lived anywhere where taking out the recycling was as easy as taking out the garbage.
My school also makes recycling easy. The students have the option of dumping stuff into the recycling bin, the garbage bin, or the food scraps bin. Paper food boxes, drink containers and scrap paper go into the recycling bin, and staff use both sides of white paper before it’s recycled. About 492,000 tonnes of material from Taipei City were recycled in 2007. Schools in Taipei City recycled 6,469 tonnes of material in December 2007 alone. It makes you wonder why we have to test run blue box programs in Canada before they can even be considered being made widely available. Recycling is way too complicated back home. Why is that?
Transportation
Taipei City has a phenomenal public transit system. The MRT (Mass Rapid Transit) is extremely efficient, timely and convenient. It is a very popular way to get around. Besides the MRT, the buses are also quite efficient in their own way. Buses in Taipei will hold as many people as possible, and then 11 or 12 more. Nobody ever asks when the bus arrives, because the answer is always “in five minutes.” In fact, five minutes may be the longest I have ever waited for a bus. Even though public transit is very popular, and it’s a treat to be able to sit down, not everyone relies on it. Trains and buses stop running at midnight, so that’s a huge downside to the system.
At the end of 2006, the number of registered motor vehicles in the country totaled 20.31 million. That’s a lot, but 13.56 million were motorcycles/scooters and only 6.75 million were automobiles. Scooters here are often criticized for being high polluting, but there’s no way they pollute even half as much as a car. And scooters here do the same job as a car – I have seen families of four on a single scooter with toddlers and dogs riding in front of the driver’s feet. Maybe the efficient use of space goes too far sometimes, but on the whole, Taiwan makes many admirable green efforts.
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