I found an article on Thomas P.M. Barnett’s blog about Korean reunification and America backing off in hopes that Seoul would lead the opposition to Kim. Since I think he’s somewhat wrong, I’ve also left comments, so keep scrolling. And he’s really wrong about Michael Moore, who is quite an unsavory sort of person, I’ve concluded… but I think I know lots of Americans who would sort of agree with a less-polemical version of many of the comments he makes which Barnett finds so objectionable.
Month: July 2004
The Five More Commandments
It’s a big job, thinking about the “ought tos” of life. But that’s exactly what Rob asked of us F5ers last weekend: The Ten Commandments are shaking at the knees for want of a zimmer frame. They’re punchy and in need of a spit and shine and I’ll stop mixing metaphors there; or similies? What Five, because friday ten doesn’t rhyme, new guidelines, who listens to commands, would you suggest the Western world should prop up it’s faltering morality with? I’m not sure I’m up to this task at this point, with my banking minidisaster—I’m finding everything I write connected …
Oh Horror of Horrors!!!
The bank machine that ate my card automatically destroyed it. So I called my bank in Seoul. The English call-center was closed, because it was after 5pm local time. So I called the general call center. When I asked if anyone present could speak English, I was told no. I proceeded to try to explain. I was hung up on. I am *so* changing banks when I get home. But for now, we’ll see if they’ll FedEx me a new card tonight. It’s possible, I suppose. I doubt it, but it is possible. At least I got some money from …
Trip and Craziness
Well, let’s see if I can summarize my trip so far: Woori Bank cards are useless and screwy, and actually dealing with Woori Bank on the phone while overseas takes WAY too long. I think I’m going to focus on dealing with another bank when I get back to Korea. I saw a lot of old friends. Jean-Louis and Christine in Quebec City, and Astrid and Ann in Montreal, and Mike in Toronto. Seeing my old friends was good for me in a way I can’t explain in brief. I saw Annie and her new husband, Martin, and it was …