UPDATE (16 March 2011): Well, at least someone’s finally talking about wind currents as if it’s worth considering. I’m a little dubious about how much to trust the specific claims, but at least people are now talking about it… a little.
ORIGINAL POST: Well, here we are, a mere few weeks into the semester I think of as “the semester I ended up staying in Korea.” Last semester, North Korea began throwing a missile-fit (which is what happens when adult-children with missiles throw hissyfits) and bombed the crap out of a South Korean island, thereby elevating the tension in North-East Asia. And Miss Jiwaku and I kept saying, “We need to leave Korea.” I mean, sooner or later, that mess is bound to go south, right?
(Literally, go South.)But for a variety of reasons–mostly health-related, but also tied to some pretty objectionable contract-offer process stuff, and mere preparation issues, we ended up staying, with me signing a two-year contract.
And what happens next? Well, if you haven’t heard, Japan’s having a meltdown, in more than one way. Preacher (and minion of hell) David Yong-gi Cho, (prime assbag) of Seoul’s Yeouido Full Gospel Church, is blaming the Japanese themselves for this “divine punishment.” Classy, as ever–he seems to do this sort of thing whenever disaster strikes, and one cannot help but wonder whether he is proof of the divine injustice of the world: good people get cancer and die everyday, and this “man” is still walking around, shitting platitudinous evils from his piehole whenever he sees a microphone?
What I think about people like Cho is that they are much worse than rabid animals. When a dog goes rabid, you can put it down it without a great deal of moral scruples, relatively speaking. (Yes, I cried at the end of Old Yeller, but Old Yeller was, in the end, a dog, not a human being.) Assholes like Cho are harder to deal with than rabid dogs because you cannot just shoot them: murder is murder, and I would be the last person to advocate any such thing. In fact, in case there is any doubt in my reader’s mind, I am not advocating Cho be taken out back of the church and put out of his (or, rather, our) misery. But what to do with a monster like this, much worse one who wears a suit and occupies a position of power and has attracted a mass of followers whose education and conditioning and mental/emotional problems predispose them to lapping up this fecal blathering wholesale?
Professor Jin Junggwon has a suggestion: that perhaps people could organize for a mini-Rapture of sorts, by launching Cho into space with the next Korean satellite to go up into space. Calling Cho a psychopath, he asks why, if God loves him so much, Cho hasn’t been spirited away in a Rapture in the eleven years since he convinced similarly mentally unbalanced morons to gather outside his church and pray for the second coming all the way till the inevitable anticlimax. Because, you know, if Jesus were to come back, Korea would be the place he’d do it. Of course. It’s not just cell phone designs that Korea rips off and rebrands; it’s also assbag religious extremisms of the West.
Then again, the Mayor of Tokyo said something not too different to Cho’s craptalk. Where do we find these people to follow?
And me, I’m wondering how it is I ended up agreeing to stay here another two years. (More or less, depending on whether a half-year sabbatical actually is available to me when I was told it is.) What’s the connection to Korea, you might ask? Well… we are right next door, after all. Continue reading