In-groups vs Outgroups. Apathy.

I will most likely decide to delete this post in the future, when I get around to re-shuffling this blog, and can’t find a way to re-categorize this into something useful more than a footnote of a thought.

This may be a bit presumptuous, but I think all humans try to balance doing something meaningful to lay claim over ownership (doing something alone, because others may slow you down, or because you want the satisfaction of wanting to complete something without the help of others), versus being with friends. In observation of others conducting the latter, usually, it involves a lot of gossip around people I have no context of nor would probably care for if I don’t know them, or maybe recalling a good event which in all objective measures, has no bearing on the current social gathering, but is an attempt to recall an old event.
I suppose it’s nice to stay away from mind-stimulating topics like “What is the good life?”, or maybe where I sense the futility in gossiping of others, people would render that same question useless, because no matter what they do, they don’t have an answer to that question. If not that question, delving into the possibility for solutions to current social/political issues under the wrong company can easily lead to fisticuffs, which would explain other peoples’ hesitancy to bring up such topics in social gatherings and the workplace.

Yesterday though, someone made the argument for having babies, because they were smart, and that they should pass on their superior genes onto the world, because it was a battle against “stupid people” who have 5+ children, as opposed to just her one or two. Never mind the eugenics behind that argument for a moment, with an understanding that the amount of alcohol consumption is irrelevant, knowing that she would make the same argument without it, I believe what she is mistaking “superior genes” for a lack of resources. But that justification of “us vs them” is very interesting to observe, so let’s take this sense of self-superiority and run with it.

What she is trying to do is create an in-group by blood of “superior” beings. However, all in-groups have a sense of superiority over the out-group. That’s how social animals construct the world. By identifying the in-group, it gives you a sense of safety to do other things. So what is it that we’re going to do now that we are in a safe environment?
Because as fun and interesting as some of the conversations and wonderful personalities that came together were, what did we do at the end of the day that was meaningful? I suppose at the end of the day, strengthening that bond with those who matter around us is just as important, as a highfalutin sense of doing something “meaningful” which I have yet to define even for myself.

Two Hobos.

Today, I took a temp job. I don’t like the fact that it took time away from my self-improvement activities, but I’m getting paid a smitten for my trouble, and they fed me —although, neither are always a guarantee with these types of jobs, plus we were outside, kept to wait for most of the day, while it was cold, windy, and raining at a certain point. No guarantee of pay or food (or at least a pay that’s high enough to buy food), plus it takes time away from me doing activities I love and that invigorate me.

Should I quit this job?

I kept asking myself this question throughout the whole day. If not,

what should my next move towards something else be?

I hope I can answer that question towards the end of this post…

Meanwhile, the area we were at had lots of homeless people sleeping on benches near us (who hated our presence and flashed red lasers into our eyes), and littered with human feces. This, in contrast to one of the guys with us, who was told to pretend to be a homeless person, who was mistaken by a fellow temp worker as really being homeless, saying how a person “such as himself should be lucky to have a job like this” come up to him and ask, “So, do you think America is a great country?” Why anyone would ask a question like that out of the blue would be hard to understand. Possibly, because seeing this man was a minority, he wanted to connect on the basis of suffering through racial injustices and how that has created a ceiling towards opportunities to progress. Or maybe it was because that guy was from a country that educated everyone to hate the US for decades, while also using nationalism to control their thoughts, because the political ideology that used to do that has crumbled in everyone’s face? I don’t know, regardless, that out-of-left-field question made this man really defensive, saying he didn’t stand for anything, and didn’t have political views. Then, somehow, the Great Recession came into discussion. So that’s when I chimed in, because apparently, I find this sort of topic to be fun, and said, “Hey when the recession hit off, everyone fell down, but the US was still on top of the pile.” He didn’t see it that way, and asked “WHO?! WHO’S on top?! YOU PEOPLE?!” Actually no. The country as a whole, as evidenced by the fact that we’re all here with a job that apparently we share a mutual disdain for. Facts aside, because I don’t know when to shut up and walk away, I have now been lumped into a group of people who have helped keep this person down, and lumped in with an idiot who didn’t know that person was only pretending to be a hobo. Time to create some distance.

On the one hand, you have actual homeless people who really need money, but can’t cash a check, don’t have a home, or even adequate mental care to heal them enough to stop scaring people from hiring them. Then, you have someone who concentrates on all their personal grievances, despite being in the global 1%. So should the latter person be grateful for what they have? FUCK NO! I mean, it helps to appreciate everything around you, but it shouldn’t be a thing to stop you from being a more optimal form of you. So…

What things are you trying to optimize in your life?

If you can’t figure out those things, or even if you’ve identified them, but can’t figure out what’s preventing you from optimizing these things,

What are you trying to resist?

I’m resisting jumping on a job simply for the money. Have I won this battle? Not yet. In fact, I’ve been jumping from one lower-paying job, to another. A job, is something you do to trade your time for money. However, with the down-time that is the only consistent feature of this job, I have time to let my mind wander, and work its way around to finding that a way on

How to trade money for time

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I’ve seen the sinkhole of most jobs, and the attitude it carries. “I hate my job”, but because of XYZ, I am forced to keep it. I heard that all throughout today from every single person. So what’s preventing us from changing to a job where people actually treat us like human beings? Either we are destined to do this, because we are skilled at this job, that people would recognize immediately, and you’d get treated much better. Or, you lack a skill somewhere else, which you should improve OPTIMIZE upon anyways.

I’ll figure out the answer to these questions on a later date. I need to get my OPTIMAL amount of sleep. In the meantime, let me pile this thing to ponder on you…
Two hobos: One real, one fake. The only thing that sets them apart, is one barely has a roof over their head and a bit more money. Let’s say in a hypothetical world, these things were guaranteed to you. How would you take full advantage of this? If your answer is to do nothing but rest, or to passively intake some form of entertainment as a leisure drug, then you’re not really taking advantage of this time to solve your problems.

Lost Photographer

Halloween, Dios de Los Muertos, or whatever it is you call today. Today has not been a good day. Results for a test came in: I failed. Dryer rack broke and fell (like my test results). My mood has also fallen.

I’m starting to breath normally again as I write this post. With a heavy heart, I just lost someone that I had designated as my “photographer”. Long-time readers of this blog will remember the post 刻骨銘心嘅記憶, where I made note of my ability to remember really obscure things, and because of this, didn’t need to be a photographer. However, there are many moments I’d like to share with those who mean something to me, and if all the images are only in my head, that makes it hard.

There was a person I designated as my photographer, but for whatever reason they decided to stop talking to me, and I feel really awful for this. Was it because of something I did? Was it because of something I said? Quite possibly both. I thought that recently we had shared some very good conversations, but when they had few bad days, they apologised for not responding to me sooner. I said “It’s OK! It’s over now!” I didn’t mean that it was over between me and this person, but that the horrible event that they just overcame is over, and meant for it to be a moment to rejoice. Yet, I didn’t realize how ambiguous that message was until much, much later. At this point, they must be very sad. I’ve tried to explain myself, but I’m blocked, unfriended, and without a way to say anything. All I can say is, I’m sorry, if this is the reason they chose not to talk to me.

If there is another reason, the ever-curious me would like to know why, but maybe I’ll never get that chance. If there’s anything I could say to this person, is I never meant to hurt them.

I don’t have this person’s pictures anymore, but I will remember this person for what I’ve learned from them.

Hello world!

The original post was timestamped on January 3rd, 2008 13:30:50 PST. But on the evening of July 4th, 2016, I begin writing a new post. This is part of a larger effort to break away from my past, and some of the things I’ve done wrong.

What originally started as a simply life logue, will now transfer into a completely new thing. This isn’t the first time I’ve said this, but I hope by doing this, it’ll be a step in the right direction. I’m not sure what the final image of this website will be, but it will be more streamlined. I will not remove some old posts, but the type of posts I’ll make will be very much streamlined to a specific set of topics that are culturally-related.

The past random rants of rage will be taken down for the most part, except for a couple of thoughts that I think are still profound to me. So it’s not a complete departure, but a nice trimming and grooming of the blog. I used to identify myself by my job, but that’s now a distant past, and in between have held a different job. So then: What am I? WHO am I? It doesn’t matter, because it’s time I broke with my past self:

And I can’t do it kindly. I have to look at my relations with myself, my past, and other people, and can’t be kind.

“At the end of relationships, it’s the one who’s not in love who makes the tender speeches” –Marcel Proust

This phrase is actually interesting in two different ways. I’ll have to tell myself how to part with my past, and examine a lot of things. But also, I’ve been on both ends of this issue in relationships before, and it reminds me of a song.

當知者遇上感情

…子曰:「賜!知者若何?仁者若何?」子貢對曰:「知者知人,仁者愛人。」子曰:「可謂士君子矣。」…

今天我令到一個知己哭了。然後這個知己就開始埋怨自己感情用事。可是說真的,我覺得恰恰是因為這個人有感情(至少比我有感情),才能夠照顧身邊所有人,讓大家感覺到溫暖。也給我不少關懷。
別人感情用事會做出好多的本來可以避免的事情。也許有時候我不同意這個朋友的意見,不過我希望這個朋友可以繼續帶着同樣的感情面對生活。希望這個朋友看到這個照片會開心起來:


希望這位朋友不會介意做我的知己

10-year Debate

10 years ago, I continued on with a decision, to which this day, I feel as if I was cheated out of. I thought I was making a good investment in my future by doing so, but in the end, I’m not sure if it really ended up being that way. I have been continuing to live my life wanting to go back into that hellhole for the longest time, thinking that I could somehow finally get my worth out of this organization.
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I’m now coming to the realization that it won’t be possible.
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Time to cut my losses, and move on with my life.

Big Mac 巨無霸

Anyone remember the Big Mac Song?



Yeah… But that’s a bit too slow! How about you try the Big Mac Tongue-twister(巨無霸急口令)?




(Yeah, and try it in Cantonese!)

神仙姐姐



Recently, a female teacher at Guangdong University of Foreign Studies Business College named Lin Xuewei became famous. Her fame is not because she wears little, but because of her beauty, and naturally beautiful Lin Xuewei(林雪薇) has been dubbed “Goddess Sister” by netizens.

It’s said that many Guangdong University of Foreign Students Business College students no longer skip class in order to do well in this Goddess Sister’s class. Apparently when a beautiful woman is teaching class, there’s a big influence.

Makes me want to sing a song about her.

Funny, I was actually talking about beautiful teachers with someone just last night.

Computer History Museum

http://www.computerhistory.org
AWESOME! Tons of old equipment (and sadly, I’ve used some of this stuff before). There was a lot to see at the museum. About three-quarter’s of the way through, one of the people that worked there walked around telling everyone that they were closing in 10 minutes, so we rushed through the rest of it. Didn’t even get to see what was on the second floor, and didn’t get a chance to check out any of the cool gift shop items. Bummer.

Funny enough, this is right across the theater where I saw “Public Enemies”! It was dark, so I didn’t know the computer history museum was there. And now that I do? I think I just might move in. I think I can fit inside a mainframe comfortably, as long as I pull the parts out, and have enough padding. Maybe I’ll check next door at that space center, and see if they got any extra space blankets I can use for padding.

Done With the Cow Herd

I used to like travelling. Travelling on the government/company’s dime was especially great, because you could go to random places you normally couldn’t afford on your own while racking up frequent flier miles, ultimately giving you more free trips you normally wouldn’t be able to afford. Now? It’s really not worth it. You get herded around like a cow, going through random lines from one spot to another. Except, instead of ultimately getting your head chopped off, and then cut into various pieces to be packaged and distributed to markets, you now have to pretend to be social and care about people.

I had the luxury of being spared from suffering the same fate actual cattle do, by sitting down and waiting for my flight, only to be surrounded by Korean girls –from Korea. It went something like this:

INT. San Francisco Airport

I’ve been sitting down for over an hour, reading a book. Then, a bunch of Korean girls come over and sit around me.

앞에 썅년

우리나라보다 여기 있는 사람들이 너무 불친절해.
The people in this country are not as friendly as ours.

오른쪽 씨빨년

이 사람은 정말 재수 스러워! 사진 찍지마! 이 사람의 머리때문에!
This person is really ugly! Don’t take my picture because his head will show!

I continue to stare at the book.

오른쪽 씨빨년

이 사람은 왜 여기 있어? 사진도 못찍어!
Why is this person here? I can’t even take my picture because of him!

오른쪽 씨빨년 and the friend to her right leave for a bit, and then return.

오른쪽 씨빨년

이 사람 없이 사진 찍어 잘 나와!
Taking pictures without this guy in the way, will make the pictures look great!

오른쪽 씨빨년 and the her 씨빨 friend to her right sit back down.

오른쪽 씨빨년

여기서 사진 찍어봐 ! 조심하게! 이 사람의 머리를 나오지 않도록!
Try taking some pictures now! Be careful! Try not to take any with this person’s head!

오른쪽 씨빨년의 오른쪽 친구 takes some pictures.

오른쪽 씨빨년의 오른쪽 친구

오…! 이 사진에 그 사람의 머리가 나왔어요!
Aw… His head’s in this picture!

Holding in anger, I lay the book down, purposely avoid eye contact, and check the hanging LCD TVs for flight status. Everything is a blur. I take out my touchscreen phone, and flip through pictures and to re-focus eyes. 앞에 썅년 imitates my thumbing motion.

앞에 썅년

뭐가 그렇게 재미 있냐?!
What’s so interesting about that?!

ME (V.O.)

이 씨빨 개 썅년들이! 여기서 자리가 많는데 하필히 내 주위에 앉아 있어야 했냐?! 그래! 핸드폰에 사진을 보는게 니들 가짜 얼굴들보다 훨씬 더 재미 있다!
Yeah, you fuckin’ bitches! Of all the places here, why the hell did you have to sit around me?! Yeah, looking at pictures on my phone is much more interesting than looking at your fake faces!

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So back to the 앞에 썅년’s comments about how “unfriendly” Americans are. I’ll tell you why: Americans are good at knowing “If you’z a bitch”, they’re gonna’ treat you like “you’z a bitch!”. It’s also people like this that give other 한국사람 and 교포s a bad rap among the rest of the Asian community in the US. In other words, girls like the ones described above are what would be called 국치(國恥).