Graduates at high schools and universities all over Taiwan are dealing these days with traditional "xie shih yen" questions. As much as I enjoy these celebrations, I believe we are long overdue in our need to change some of their aspects.
I do not know whether others with this same avocation might agree with me. I can tell you, however, that without a strong sense of emotion, I cannot offer words that are worth reading.1 Comment
On Mother's Day this year, all of us, regardless of our stations in life, are likely to have our mothers powerfully in our minds.
I occasionally lob a ball of sorts here in the direction of local English teachers, hoping that here or there a couple of them (perspicacious colleagues as they are) may grab onto something I say, and bring it to their students for discussion, or contemplation, or both.
It is good to be back after a week away for medical care. If you missed me last Sunday, I am smiling now. And if you did not, I'm here today to wave a friendly hello just the same.
No two words come even remotely close to "the kind of ugly," we might say, that we find in the term "revenge porn." The two words linked together are the verbal equivalent of the highest grade of coarse-grain sandpaper. And that is an incredibly mild metaphor for what we're talking about.
The horrible pain Taiwan is still feeling so keenly over the murder of the toddler now popularly known as "Xiao Deng Pao" (Little Light Bulb) is sure to stay with us for some time. Pundits of every sort have literally pounced on this tragic event, and I myself struggled over the question of whether to address it here today.1 Comment
As far as I can recall, today marks the second time that the famous doll -- cartoon character Hello Kitty is making an appearance in this space.
Comparisons between situations political in nature may be frustrating because they tend so easily to lack analysis and depth. Yet, there are times when I find myself falling for that very temptation, wanting to talk about politics from a comparative point of view.
Perhaps more than the average Joe (which is my middle name), I take a great interest in words. This may be partly due to a problem I've since largely overcome. As a child I stuttered rather badly at times when I spoke. To this day, I do not imitate stutterers to get a cheap laugh when story-telling. I am incredibly sympathetic to people who fight to get their words out because of this affliction. Anyone who laughs at a stutterer is a bully.