Gratitude:
I feel gratitude for the feeling of gratitude I have.
Acknowledgment:
Is there anything I haven't
acknowledged in this blog? I have laid out my weaknesses for
all the world to see. Unfortunately for this weekly feature, I don't
have as many weaknesses and things to confess as I thought. I have
run out.
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The
AKIC Week in Brief: Another
week of enduring the Wuxi Summer heat. I went to work and then
returned home. On Sunday, I got a haircut.
About
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all about, you
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AKIC
Weekly Features:
I
in in
China! 我在中国!我在无锡江苏!我的中文不好!我不会说中文!我认识一点点点中文词。我是英文的老师!我觉得我是不好的英文老师。
Politically
I am Conservative/Reactionary!
I think the
Democrats in the USA are beyond consideration; but alas, so are
nearly 75 percent of the Republicans.
I
am Canadian!
I would vote for
the Conservatives and hold my nose while doing so. I am one of those
type of Canadians who despises Turdeau, the elder or the younger.
I
am Latvian (sort of)! I say
sort of because I don't associate with many Latvians and can't speak
the language at all.
I
teach English! I do this
because there is nothing
else I could teach.
I
am not a freak! I should say I
am sane. To be sane in this world is kind of freakish.
I
like to Read! Here
is what I had been working my way through the past week:
Don
Colacho's Aphorisms. There are 2,988 of them in this book
that I compiled for myself. I read ten aphorisms at a time.
I cut and paste the better ones -- they are all profound actually --
and I put them in my weekly blog entry. (See below)
Ulysses
by James Joyce. I am following along with Frank
Delaney as he slowly guides podcast listeners through
Joyce's hard-to-read novel. Delaney figures he will have the
whole novel covered in about 22 years. Delaney completed
episode #162 this week and is working his way through the chapter
that introduces Leopold Bloom. I am getting ahead Delaney as far as
reading the book. I will be finished reading it, I figure, in a
year. I read the novel despite its many blasphemies. It is best to
be aware of this stuff because the world is full of it, and the world
will always find a way of slapping you in the face with it
The
Holy Bible King James Version. I am reading a
chapter a day of the greatest book of all-time. I have
finished the First Epistle of Paul to the Corinthians, and have just
started to read the Second.
Columns
by Father Schall. I have been
able to take all
his archived writings and place them on the Dotdotdot app.
The
Catechism of the Catholic Church.
Like Father Schall's writings, I have been able to place them on the
Dotdotdot app.
Pickwick
Papers by Charles Dickens. Some decent people in the novel.
Could they ever really exist?
The
first encyclical from Pope Francis.
I
like to take photos
I
publish them in the following blogs: AKIC
wordpress , TKIC
blogspot,
TKIC
wordpress, Views
of China from Casa Kaulins Blogspot and Views
of China from Casa Kaulins Wordpress.
I
like to make videos
Here
is my
Youtube Channel and my
Youku Channel.
Here are three videos I uploaded this week: Views of China of Casa
Kaulins #7; 17
Short Videos of Life in Wuxi, China; and 20
Short Videos of Life in Wuxi, China.
I
like to cut and paste quotations:
There are from Don Colacho:
2678
There are certain types of ignorance that enrich the mind and certain
types of knowledge that impoverish it.
2679 The modern machine becomes more complex every day, and every day modern man becomes more elemental.
2679 The modern machine becomes more complex every day, and every day modern man becomes more elemental.
2684
Life is a daily struggle against one's own stupidity.
2688
The modern mentality is the child of human pride puffed up by
commercial advertising. [And the people who most hate commercial
advertising, the ones most likely to show a childish pride when they
talk of their hate.]
2689
To believe that an obvious truth clearly expressed, should be
convincing, is no more than a naïve prejudice. [I get proof of this
every time I try to reason with my son.]
2692
I have no pretensions to originality: the commonplace, if it is old,
will do for me.
2698
Asking the state to do what only society should do is the error of
the left.
2702
We are saved from daily tedium only by the impalpable, the invisible,
the ineffable.
2714
Man is an animal that can be educated, provided he does not fall into
the hands of progressive pedagogues.
2719
The authentic vocation becomes indifferent to its failure or to its
success. [Is English teaching an authentic vocation? If what Colacho
says is true, I hope it is.]
2720
Individualism is the cradle of vulgarity.
2728
Among those elected by popular suffrage only the imbeciles are
respectable, because the intelligent man had to lie in order to be
elected. [So, Obama is either a liar or hopelessly naïve.]
I
like to keep a journal of my daily activities and of any
worthy thoughts that occur to me.
Monday [July 15]
[Home Laptop]
I don't work today.
I got up at 9:30 AM. It is 9:45
now. It is hot in the apartment. We have a fan going in the
bedroom. But I am in the dining room, typing this. So I can feel
sweat beading in my pores. I can also hear wind whistling through
the apartment building. I would say that the sound I hear reminds me
of the sound of movie wind, but this is just a wish on my part. The
sound I hear and the sound I am thinking of have different qualities.
I don't really know what they be, not being musical and having no
knowledge of musical theory. The wind's pitch, I would say, is of
wind whirling in through a small opening, not of wind swirling
through the desert.
I
just read an
article
in the Guardian, the so-called middle of the road newspaper, praising
cynicism. Thinking of Don Colacho's admonition, aphorism #1437, that
cynicism is
not a measure of astuteness but of impotence, I looked at the
article skeptically. The author of article did a lot of “well,”
“on the one hand,” and “of course,” like someone thinking
aloud who should have thought quietly first. The author even wrote
something along the lines of how cynicism could help us see the real
nature of the problem, and thus enable us to find solutions for them.
And so I thought of DC aphorism #1448: Propose solutions? As if
the world were not drowning in solutions! Colacho would have
this author for lunch! Reading the comment sections, one commentator
nailed what was wrong with the article: the author was mixing up
cynicism and skepticism. Properly defined, cynicism is impotence.
It is bitter resignation to our existence. Skepticism combined with
a proper Christian faith is a better way to deal with the world. We
are fallen creatures after all.
I
have just uploaded the
41st episode of Scenes from My Life in Wuxi, China.
Tuesday
[July 16]
[School
Laptop]
I
work 13:00-21:00. I arrive at school at 10:40.
I
finished watching the 1990s movie Grosse Point Blank yesterday
afternoon. I had watched it along with another 1990s film Reality
Bites which I reviewed last week in AKIC July 14-21. Of the two
films, I prefer Grosse Point Blank. GPB had better music (A lot of
classic 80s alternative music), a better story, and more interesting
characters. It tried to be more entertaining than iconic. Cusack's
killer character was more interesting and enjoyable to watch than the
Ethan Hawke intellectual slacker character in Reality Bites who, I
wrote last week, really grated on me.
I
phoned my mother last night. She didn't have much news to tell me
other than to say my Aunt Dzidra was still in the hospital, and that
she hoped that the authorities would spray for mosquitoes which are
quite bad. The mosquitoes in Wuxi are paper tigers compared to the
ones in Brandon, Manitoba.
Tony
will get to be a model this afternoon. An ex-HyLite employee phoned
me yesterday and told me that a clothing company wanted to pay us to
take photos of Tony. They will come to our apartment this afternoon
with their stuff for Tony to model.
Left
Wing intellectuals love to use that word collective. To me, the word
collective has come to mean dictatorship by the Left.
Everything they say must be decided by the collective.
Wednesday
[July 17]
[School
Laptop]
I
work 13:00-21:00. I arrive at school at 10:30. I will give myself
an hour to do what I want to do on the laptop. The first thing I
want to do is blog, like I am doing right now.
I
listened to a podcast about Russian History this morning while going
to work. In particular, the episode I heard was the first of series
about the history of the Russian Orthodox Church. I hadn't been
aware till I listened to this podcast of the role the Mongols played
in Russian history. I knew of the Cathars' role in Chinese history
and I can't help but find it quite fascinating.
I
have also been listening to reaction to the Zimmerman verdict. The
verdict of the jury was no doubt correct. A Canadian reaction I
listened to this morning, said the incident was the result of
Florida's de facto segregation
of blacks and whites, and its gun laws. My student from Malaysia
tells me that there is segregation of Malaysians among their three
main racial groups. Some Chinese students who have attended high
schools in America tell me that the blacks segregate themselves from
the other students in their school. So in the cafeteria the blacks
sit at their own table. The blacks are approachable but prefer to
stay apart is what the Chinese have told me when I asked them if they
did try to mingle with the blacks. Martin, the deceased in the
incident, would not have died, the Canadian said if Zimmerman hadn't
been allowed to carry a gun. If Zimmerman hadn't carried a gun, and
all other factors would have not changed, there was a good chance
that Zimmerman himself would have been killed or crippled for life by
Martin. I read a comment on David Warren's site, of all places,
where someone said that a person being racially profiled would have
been justifiably right in kicking the shite out of Zimmerman. But to
unwrap the rights and wrongs of the incident would take more time
than the hour I have allotted myself to blog this morning.
Cross my fingers today and hope
Tony can get the modeling gig. I didn't know the full details of
what was to happen yesterday with the company and Tony, and so I
incorrectly thought that the company was coming to take photos of
Tony that afternoon. In fact what happened was that the company
people came over to our apartment to see if the clothes fit Tony.
The modeling session would take place on Saturday and would involve
modeling winter clothes. Other children, who were said to be
professional models, were coming out for the shoot as well. We don't
know if Tony will be chosen to take part in the session. My wife
told me that she would get word today.
Funny how when I oversleep, I get
to school earlier. Oversleeping makes me focus on getting ready for
work as soon as possible. My schedule is really not all the busy.
The only thing that I don't like about my routine is the long bus
rides.
Good news! I have just got a
call from my wife confirming that Tony got the modeling gig for this
upcoming Saturday. I think Tony has learned to be a ham for the
camera and that is really all the skills that a professional child
model needs....
I had a student tell me that
while on a very crowded bus, he stepped on the toe of a old man who
asked him for money in compensation. The old man was very loud and
so the student gave him 10 rmb! I couldn't believe that the student
would have done that. I suppose that the students here in China are
so easily cowed by the system and haven't been taught to stand up for
their rights. They are taught about obligations, which is not a bad
thing to be taught about, but they should at the same time be able to
understand when they are being cheated. I don't think that the
system here teaches them the latter lesson.
In the same class, a student told
me that he had six a.m. Math classes during the Summer!
Thursday
[July 18]
[School Laptop]
I work 10:00 to 21:00 today. I
arrive at school at 8:45. I have a 10:00 class where I will have fun
with vocabulary.
Last night, I had a student whose
hometown was Tang Shan. Having confirmed that this was the Tang Shan
that experienced the devastating earthquake in 1976, I asked the
student what stories he could tell me about it and if he had lost any
relatives because it. He told me that he was born in 1981, and that
none of his relatives had been killed because they lived in the
countryside in one floor buildings; not in the city where the
collapse of tall buildings produced most the quake's victims. He was
asked all the time about the quake by others when they learned he was
from Tang Shan. He then said he was impressed that I had some
knowledge of it. Moving to China had caused me to know more about
the place, I told him.
[LECTOR: I'm back!!!!! ANDIS:
Where have you been? LECTOR: No where! I am a solipsistic being
who only comes into your consciousness because you choose to bring me
into it. ANDIS: What do you have to say for yourself? LECTOR:
Nothing. I am wondering where you are at these days. ANDIS: So am
I. I can say that I am doing my thing, going to work and then going
home, and doing it all over again. LECTOR: Where are you going?
ANDIS: It doesn't matter. My concern is with Tony and where he will
go. LECTOR: Do you really mean that?]
I gave money to a beggar
yesterday. As I walked past, I dropped a coin without stooping into
the plastic container that the woman, with child, had placed in front
of her as she sat on the sidewalk. The coin I dropped into the
container from high up didn't bounce. I speculated that the woman
choose the particular container so as to prevent dropped coins from
bouncing. The first thing you learn when taking up begging...
In my office, directly behind
where I sit is an air conditioner. You would think of it as being a
great convenience, but it has it down points. For one thing, the
unit can raise a breeze that shuffles my papers; and for another it
can make the office a little too cold which can cause me to have a
sore throat. This air conditioner has a defect peculiar to itself as
well. Twice this Summer, I have been working away in my office only
to suddenly realize the machine is leaking water as I see I am
sitting in the midst of a puddle. Yesterday it so happened that my
backpack was sitting in the midst of the puddle and I had to take
quick action to ensure the books and gadgets in it did not get
damaged from the water. The handyman fixed it like he had fixed it
once before so I expect there to be a third puddle sometime this
summer.
Friday
[July 19]
[School Laptop]
There was another puddle later in
the day. I am talking about the office air conditioner. They tell
me that someone will come to repair it eventually.
Tony's modeling session has been
delayed for two weeks for a strange reason. My wife tells me that
the company told her that the clothes to be used in the photo session
were out of town, and that every other child involved in the shot was
affected as well. We will have to wait and see if that is in fact
the case. There might have been some other reason.
I was very tired last night,
having to drag myself through the last hour of my last class of the
day which was between eight and nine o'clock. At the bus stop, I had
to lean against a post to prop myself up. The nights of no sleep;
due to Tony rocking and rolling in bed, and the high heat, had
finally gotten to me. I had been feeling quite energetic till
yesterday when earlier I had felt a need to nap and experienced an
inability to concentrate on my reading.
My 635 bus mate gave me a Chinese
lesson last night. I had imagined that I was going to swear off
having a conversation by citing fatigue. I did learn from her that
the tiger hadn't changed his spots.
Yesterday evening, I asked the
following question in one of my classes: Would you ever consider
moving to Africa? One of the girls, a young and frail girl just
finished primary school, said she wouldn't because she “didn't like
black people!” This caused the rest of the class to giggle. She
couldn't tell me why she didn't like them. Another student, who is
going to University of Washington (Bruce Lee's alma mater), answered
similarly. I told her not to say those opinions in America because
it cause lots and lots and lots of trouble.
Saturday
[July 20]
[School Laptop]
Speaking of Bruce Lee, it is the
fortieth anniversary of his premature death today. Lee, my favorite
Chinese person of all time after my wife, is younger than my father.
When Lee died in Hong Kong, I was living in the province of Quebec.
I was about to become a grade three or grade four student at a school
in CFB Valcartier. I have vague memories of boys in my neighborhood
looking at fliers from a local drive-in cinema. It was probably in
these fliers that I saw images of Bruce Lee for the first time.
I work 10:00 to 18:00 today. I
arrive at school at 8:30.
Bruce Lee's death happened about
28 years after World War II!
I have several ideas for videos
to make including meet 100 Chinese people and a day in the life of an
English teacher. I would make these videos using the Vine app. The
Vine app makes seven second videos. These short videos can consist
of one shot or multiple shots already spliced together.
Hopefully, the a/c in the office
will stop leaking. A tech just came into to replace its hose.
[Home Laptop]
I went to the Wanda Plaza after
work today. We had dinner at the Pizza Hut. Our seats were right
against the window and so we, particularly I, were
a sight for the passersby, many of whom stared at me or did a
double-take on my account while I was eating my pizza. If it wasn't
for a reflection in the window,
I would have had a great close-up photo of Chinese male midriff
exposure.
My last class of the week was
about dealing with foreigners. I asked the students what struck them
as being strange about foreigners. A few of them asked why it was
that many foreigners were anti-American. I gave them a list of
reasons like jealousy of American power, snobbery, and hatred of
neighbors. I thought to ask them to think of the causes of
antisemitism and reflect on how they were similar to the causes of
anti-Americanism.
22:52 Jenny tells me a bomb has
exploded at the Beijing airport.
Sunday
[July 21]
[Home Laptop]
I woke up at 10:00 this morning.
Not my habit to sleep in so late.
It is wet outside. After a spell
of two weeks of nothing but heat, the rain has finally come.
The K family will go downtown. I
figure I need to get a haircut. There isn't a hair cutting shop in
our area that Jenny likes.
I downloaded Enter the Dragon,
the Blues Brothers, and Hondo w/ John Wayne. I am currently
downloading the 1976 film the Gumball Rally which I think Tony might
like it.
I was watching Blade Runner on
the Ipad. Tony, however, was more interested in watching the first
episode of the first season of Breaking Bad. He laughed at it like
he was watching Mister Bean.
A problem I have discovered with
my getting 100 person to say hello video. I really need these 100
people to take the video themselves. Taking the video myself may
result in videos a little too long to a little too short.
After eating at Pizza Hut last
night, it was raining so I took a
motorcycle taxi home.
17:54: We have gone downtown. I
got a haircut; Tony got a haircut. Tony, however, put up quite the
fuss when having his hair cut. He was as adamant that he wasn't
going to get a haircut, as Jenny was that he was going to get one;
and unfortunately for Tony, it was a conflict that at this stage of
his life he was going to lose. He cried during the haircut and cried
for an hour after he got a haircut; and the haircut he did get was so
bad that he will have to get another. Tony also forfeited any
computer or Ipad privileges he had for the foreseeable future.
I was just watching the
suppertime news. I saw video of flooding. I was surprised to learn
from Jenny that the flooding was in Wuxi on Hubin Road. Apparently,
it had rained very heavily last night. I must have slept soundly
because I hadn't known how it heavy the rain had been till Jenny told
me about it.
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