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Sunday, September 8, 2013

The Andis Kaulins in China Weekly: September 2 to September 8, 2013

Gratitude:  I am thankful for food and beer. I am also thankful that I saw the Obama was no good from the first time I heard of him. So there is one thing I don't answer for!!!
Acknowledgment: I am one of those passive-aggressive types.
Requests: Please visit Views of China from Casa Kaulins! Lots of interesting things to be seen if you spend a little time exploring it. Also be sure to visit the page dedicated to my father and my new fantasy football site. Also, let's pray that Obama can do the right and honorable thing vis-a-via Syria. [Be that as it may, I am bashing Obama every chance I can in this week's blog entry. I have been holding back the last year or so. I think it is fine time I let some steam off!]

The AKIC Week in Brief: It was Tony's first week in Primary School and a radical change in our schedule. Tony has to be at school at 7:20 AM, and so he goes to bed before I arrive home from work. I started up a new blog for my fantasy football team. With a shrug of my shoulders, I observed the stupidity of Obama in the matter of Syria.

About AKIC: If you want to learn what Andis & AKIC are all about, you can visit here.

If there are things you don't know about, like places and people I mention in the entries below, you can go here to find out what they are all about.


AKIC Weekly Features:

I in in China!  我住在惠山新区。再回山,我和我孩子很喜欢看火车。

I am Canadian! On two separate occasions, I lived in Oromocto, New Brunswick.

I am Latvian (sort of)! Isiah Berlin was born in Riga. He is the most famous person to have come from that country.

I am a product of the Latvian diaspora.

Politically I am Conservative/Reactionary! Living in the Age of Obama, one has to think of eternal things in order to keep one's sanity.

I am not a freak! Perhaps in the age I live in, I am.
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 #170 this week and is working his way through the chapter that introduces Leopold Bloom. I am getting ahead of Delaney as far as reading the book.  I will be finished my reading of 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, or more, a day of the greatest book of all-time. I have finished the Epistle of Paul the Apostle to Titus, the Epistle of Paul the Apostle to Philemon and am now reading the Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Hebrews.

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 its contents on the Dotdotdot app.

Diary of a Nobody by Weedon Goldsmith. Finished. I don't know if I got this book because I liked the title or because I found a recommendation for it on the Web. Either way, I like it. It is funny! Mister Gowing is coming, and Mister Cummings is going! What fun! And I now know of a manner in which to write my diary...

The Limits of Pure Democracy by WH Mallock. I am reading this book on the recommendation of David Warren who says it is essential reading for students of political science. Pure Democracy is logistically impossible says Mallock who provides countless detailed examples of how attempts at democracy always seem to lead to a situation where some sort of oligarchy is required. I won't be able to look at talk about Democracy in the same way because of what I have read in this book so far.

General Gordon by Seton Churchill. This is the General who helped in the suppression of the Taiping Rebellion. This biography, subtitled Christian Hero, depicts a military Christian who wouldn't stand muster among modern PC types. But I can help but find Chinese Gordon to be a more humane and a genuinely decent man than even the least selfish of today. Gordon is a genuine hero who puts the likes of Barabbas Obama and Hillary Clinton and Bill Clinton to shame.

I like to take photos

I like to make videos

I like to cut and paste quotations:
Here are the Don Colachoisms that I cut and pasted this week:

57 Spasms of injured vanity, or of greed trampled underfoot—democratic doctrines invent the evils they denounce in order to justify the good they proclaim.

61 The momentary beauty of the instant is the only thing in the universe which accords with the deepest desire of our souls.

62 In medieval society, society is the state; in the bourgeois society, state and society confront each other; in the Communist society, the state is society.

67 Vulgarity consists in striving to be what we are not. [This blog must be a veritable fountain of vulgarity.]

76 Whoever does not turn his back on the contemporary world dishonors himself.

78 We only have those virtues and those flaws which we do not suspect.

79 The soul grows inwards. [I wish this was true.]

82 Write concisely, so as to finish before making the reader sick. [Good advice!]

92 The prestige of “culture” makes the fool eat though he is not hungry. [I have noticed this phenomenon and asked my students about it in some my classes about culture.]

94 History shows not the inefficacy of actions but the futility of intentions.

96 The arguments with which we justify our conduct are often dumber than our actual conduct. It is more tolerable to watch men live than to hear them spout their opinions.
102 To think like our contemporaries is the prescription for prosperity and for stupidity.

106 We need people to contradict us in order to refine our ideas. [Oh God! My life is bereft of people contradicting me.]

117 Mankind believes that it corrects its mistakes by repeating them.

118 He who understands least is he who stubbornly insists on understanding more than can be understood.

119 Civilization is what old men manage to salvage from the onslaught of young idealists. [That could be a purpose of this blog and the latter stage of my life.]

120 Thinking does not prepare one to live, nor does living prepare one to think.

124 To depend solely on God’s will is our true autonomy.

125 Eloquence is the child of presumption. [That is why it is best to keep one's mouth shut.]

129 The idea of another only interests the fool when it touches on his own personal tribulations. [That is why complaining with others is such a joy.]

132 Who does not fear that the most trivial of his present moments will seem a lost paradise in years to come?

135 Despair is the dark valley through which the soul ascends toward a universe no longer sullied by greed. [Makes me happy to feel despair, this aphorism does.]

136 Nothing is more dangerous than to solve ephemeral problems with permanent solutions. [Ever notice how government programs designed to solve some social ill never go away?]

Here is one quote from David Warren: To my mind, the election of Obama was a mistake; his re-election an unforgiveable mistake, on the part of the American people. Neither USA nor allies could afford eight years of hollow at the centre of Western power. [I am in complete agreement with this quote. Here are some thoughts it causes me to have: I despise anti-Americanism. People who spout such beliefs are to be shunned like Nazis or Ku Klux Klansmen or Socialists. I believe America is a decent country which has done its best to use the power it has in a good way. When anti-Americans like to talk of the faults of America, they are missing the point. So America isn't perfect but it is lot better than the rest of the world who envy what America has and has been able to do... But then the Americans had to elect Obama. Now, anti-Americans love Obama. What is a person who likes America, Americans, and despises anti-Americans to make of this? It would seem that maybe the anti-Americans are right and America is irredeemable. After all, America did elect Obama – a dumb thing to do. But anti-Americans praised his election. So it is ironic, that the election of Obama, an event of great joy to anti-Americans, is proof that perhaps America now is irredeemable.]

I fashion myself to be a 21st Century Pepys
Monday [September 2]
Tony is at Primary School now. God, I hope he is doing okay.

I don't work today.

I got an email form Laslzo Montgomery of the China History Podcast. He told me he had a good writeup in the South China Morning Post.

I launched my Wuxi Peach Maoists website this morning. The Peach Maoists are Wuxi's official NFL fantasy football team. Why the name Wuxi Peach Maoists? It is tongue-in-cheek but I have my reasons. Where my mother lives in Canada, the team's main sports team is called the Brandon Wheat Kings. Brandon has a lot of wheat; Wuxi is famous for its peaches. Brandon is located in a country whose system of government evolved from a constitutional monarchy, hence the Kings; Wuxi is located in a country created by Maoists, hence the Maoists. The logo which is a pop art image of Mao superimposed on a peach is meant to resemble the logo of the Washington Redskins who I hope will not buck into PC pressure and change their name.

Tuesday [September 3]
[Home Laptop]
I work 13:00 to 21:00 today.

Yesterday, I spent the day at home. With Tony having gone to school so early in the morning, there was a change in the Casa Kaulins routine which required a day at home to recover from. I took the time to start up my Wuxi Peach Maoists website, convert about six movies from avi to mp4 format, watch the rest of the Japanese film Shall We Dance, produce and upload Scenes from My Life in Wuxi China #46, and read.

Yesterday, Jenny had a visitor who wanted to see the photos I had on my laptop so I pulled out the photos I had scanned from my family photo albums. Looking at the photos from my past, the visitor thought that we were rich. I told her that in the Canadian context, we weren't. I also came upon a photo of myself wearing a graduation cap. I was probably about six or seven, Tony's current age, when the photo was taken so, using a photo software program, I put the old photo of me and a photo taken of Tony wearing a graduation cap together.

Yesterday evening, I took Tony, on his request, to a park. He brought along his push-bike but unthinkingly threw it to the ground when alternative chances for fun appeared. He instead grabbed a thin branch and ran around with another little boy; and they took to whacking bushes. He also got on some other boy's bicycle and rode it around while that boy played with his push-bike. He drove me mad!!

While Tony played, I read Don Colacho on My Ipod.

Shall We Dance was a charming movie. This Japanese office worker sees a melancholy but pretty looking woman standing in the window of a dance studio, and decides to take up ballroom dancing. He keeps the fact of his doing so from his wife and child. While dancing, he meets an interesting cast of characters, overcomes his infatuation with the pretty woman, who is a professional dancer, and becomes a decent dancer himself.

Tony fell asleep, my Ipad in his hand, at about 8:40 PM! Wonderful! Cross our fingers and hope that this become his new routine!!

This morning, Jenny and Tony were on the road at 7:00 AM!

[School Laptop]
I took the 602 bus (not the 602!) and the 81 bus (a double-decker) to school today. I noticed that the 81's windshield on the second deck was cracked on the top passenger-side corner. If there is ever going to be a smashed windshield on a double-decker bus, that top passenger-side corner is the place that you would most likely see a smash occur.

At the 85 Degree Bakery, I chanced to see a young girl, quite pretty, wearing shorts that were beyond what I would have thought was the acceptable level of modesty. She might just as well have been wearing her underwear. [LECTOR: You are a pervert for having noticed that and then deciding to write about it in righteous terms! ANDIS: True enough, but I needed something to journalize about. I couldn't help, even at my advanced age, to have noticed and been struck by it.]

Wednesday [September 4]
[Home Laptop]
I work 13:00 to 21:00 today.

Last night, Tony was fast asleep when I got home. It has been a rare thing but I expect to see more of it for the school year.

I have downloaded two episodes of Views of China from Casa Kaulins; episodes #15 and #16 to be exact. I did this despite reading a Taki's Magazine screed against the tweeting habit which correctly pointed out that constant exposure of one's self to the Internet was narcissistic.

Hey world! Look at AKIC and all its subsidiary blogs, and see what an interesting life I lead! That is the basic theme of all of I do on the Internet. [LECTOR: Amen!]

Hey world! See what a beautiful child I have!

Hey world! See what profundity I am capable of!

I finished watching The Naked Spur, another James Stewart Western. The film had a good story and was shot in the Rockies of Colorado. I downloaded it via torrent.

[School Laptop]
I took the #25 bus to work today. If I see the 602drive by while I am on the way to the bus stop, I know that I would be in for a long wait for the next one so I hop on an empty 25 if one happens to show up.

Sight of the day: A red headed Chinese person or perhaps an albino man boarded the 25 bus. He was dressed for business and was carrying a bag with a shoulder strap. He had this mischievous grin on his face and for a brief moment, he suspended himself above the floor by hanging onto to the overhead bar used for passengers who have to stand..

I just listened to the China History Podcast 123. It had a rather obscure topic I thought: the history of the Chinese diaspora in Mexico, but listening to it, I could not help but be engrossed. The Mexican Chinese became victims of nationalist forces unleashed by Mexico's 1910 revolution.

An engineer from Johnson Controls talked to me of PM, by which I think he meant Planned Maintenance or Periodic Maintenance. My thoughts then gravitated to the PM of my creation: The Wuxi Peach Maoists. My PM's will have their first match-up this upcoming weekend.

今天,我开写中文在我的日记。今天,我有五个课。第一课,我受教英文的衣服的词。I mean to say that today I will begin to write Chinese words in my diary. I have five classes today. My first class, I will talk about English clothing words.

I just noticed that I haven't smoked a cigarette in a while. The last time I may have smoked one was in late July. How I have managed to do it? I have made the spending of money on smoking anathema to my very being and I have avoided being near people who may offer me cigarettes.

Are they “the students” or “my students?” I call them “the students.” I hear other teacher use “my.' This practice on the part of other teachers seem self-aggrandizing to me. Other professions talk of “my clients” or “my patients” and so teachers hearing this want to create similar aura of importance for themselves. I will have none of it. [LECTOR: Thereby creating your own aura of righteousness...]

He doesn't look me in the eye. Coward. [LECTOR: You are not the only one! Ha!]

Thursday [September 5, 2013]
[School Laptop]
Last night, a student told me that there had been a great explosion at Hynix in the Wuxi New District. The fire was black and lasted for at least two hours. This is not the first time I have heard of this: I had a student tell me that there a tire factory in the WND that had been on fire as well months ago.

今天,下雨。Today, Rain.

Last night, both Tony and Jenny were asleep when I arrived home. At supper time, I had tried to phone Tony just so I could talk him other than at the short time in the morning when he is getting ready to go to school.

Thanks to my Wuxi Google alert, I read a story about corruption involving land in the Binhu District. That district government, said the article, was flipping land in order to get cash. As well, the government was stealing land from residents. I have been told that the Hui Shan New District, where I reside, is having similar problems. I was told that the local government there had made its money by selling all its land and now was lacking in cash sources. It seems Bin Hu has tried to solve a similar cash problem by land flipping which sounds eerily similar to the real estate flipping that was taking place in America before 2008.

我看书在我的IpadI read books on my Ipad.

我的中文马马虎虎。

今天,我下班九点钟。

Friday [September 6] 星期六【九日六号】
[School Laptop]
I work 11:00 to 21:00 today. However, I will be home early. I will do a demo class between five and six this afternoon.

It is raining this morning, not in summer torrents but in an autumn shower. Jenny & Tony rode to school via e-bike in the rain but they won't be doing so next week when Tony will have a ride to school.

This new early morning routine has everybody, even me, feeling tired.

I was listening to this podcast about plastic bag bans in the U.S. In Wuxi, you have to pay a few extra maos if you want to get a plastic bag; in many American cities, they have banned plastic bags entirely. I can't imagine how people could function. The podcast talked of shoppers driving a little extra distance to go to jurisdictions with no plastic bag bans. As well, relatives are bringing plastic bags from jurisdictions without the bag ban to relatives in jurisdictions who are subject to it.

I can almost say that I don't have loose lips. I do however have loose typing hands with which I may not commit any slanders against anyone in particular but I do slander groups as a whole. So my silence though laudatory is not accompanied by any corresponding virtuous action; and I don't use my lips in even the smallest way to promote virtue.

Since I will continue to prep for this demo class, this is all I will do today for journalizing.

Saturday [September 7]
[School Laptop]
I was at on the grounds of Jiangnan University yesterday evening. The first time, in my nine years of being in Wuxi, to have been there. I saw a lot of buildings and a stadium, but I didn't leave the place with any impressions.

I was near campus in order to do a demo class for a software company whose offices are nearby.

I got home about 7:30 PM last evening, and of course Tony took the opportunity to play with my Ipad. He feel asleep with it while having placed it on a pillow so he could watch it will falling asleep – it made for a great photo.

I finished watching the Far Country, another Western starring James Stewart. I enjoyed it. It was set in the Yukon and Alaska territories but, as I suspected it, was actually filmed in Alberta.

Last night, I started watching Bend of the River, yet another Western starring James Stewart. I will have to put him in the pantheon of Western Stars which includes John Wayne. I can't help but be taken with Stewart's aw-schucks and taciturn acting methods, and his tall & lean physique which is not in fashion thanks to that modern cult of body. It is probably true to say that when acting in movies, less is more, and Stewart does this to a tee.

Last night, I was told of a young men, just getting out of university, whose rich factory-owning fathers were buying them Audis. I commented that if I had the money, I wouldn't be spoiling my child in that manner. I will spoil him on the cheap...

If you want to ruin the society from which you benefit, spoil your children.

Is the word “than” a preposition or a conjunction? I had stupidly thought that it was a preposition, and hence I told the students that you could say “I am happier than him” or “I am happier than he is” and not say “I am happier than he” based on the assumption that the “than” was a preposition. If “than” is a preposition then you couldn't say “than he” because “he” could not be the object of a preposition.

But then this morning, a student told me that he was told that “than” was a conjunction. I told him that I had assumed that it was a preposition, but I immediately went to look at my references and search on the Internet to check. It seems that it is okay to say “happier than he” because the “is” is often assumed, and that maybe “happier than him” is incorrect because the “than” is said to be a conjunction. Swan's Practical English Grammar says that “happier than him” is correct in an informal style, but “happier than he” is correct in a formal style. On the Internet, I read that some grammarians say that “than” can be thought of a preposition, and there may even be controversy about this, but most of the time “than” acts like a conjunction, a coordinating conjunction in fact. The fact that “than” is in fact a coordinating conjunction is the cause of the confusion I had on the matter for you can really slap two independent clauses together with a “than.”

So, lets look at the following phrases using “than:”
  1. I am happier than he.
  2. I am happier than him.
  3. She likes me more than him.
  4. She likes me more than he does.
  5. She likes tea more than him.
  6. She likes tea more than he.

From what I have learned, sentence #1 and #2 are correct, although I would say I am happier than he is, and not assume anything. Sentences #3 and #4 have very different meanings. In #3, it is a question of “she likes me” or “she likes him;” in #4, it is a question of “she likes me” or “he likes me.” The same problems arise with sentences #5 and #6. Sentence #5 is a question of whether she likes tea more or she likes him more; while Sentence #6 answers the question of who likes tea more. So, I am going to have to be more careful when I talk about comparisons. Now, I think that “than” is a conjunction in #4 and #6 most certainly; the other four examples, I am not certain. And #6, I would say as follows: She likes tea more than he likes tea.

Sunday [September 8]
[School Laptop]
Last night after work, I went straight to a restaurant in the Hui Shan Wanda Plaza. This restaurant was so big that it had two floors, each about a football field long, and its own elevator. I went there because Jenny was treating the family who will give Tony a drive to primary school and back.

The food was standard China banquet food. Okay but boring if you have eaten as many times as I have. I ended up drinking about four bottles of beer and felt sick for the rest of the evening and through the night where I couldn't sleep. I woke this morning with a headache and my day's opening bowel movement was a wet and dark one. Clearly I had had something that wasn't good for me last night.

It is now evening:
  • I lazed around all day more or less. I did vacuum around the house and clean behind the toilet where I discovered the plunger that I had thought Jenny had thrown away.
  • I took photos for my Casa Kaulins Blog.
  • I filmed, edited, and uploaded Views of China from Casa Kaulins #17.
  • I read some of the General Gordon biography. He was a hero who exhibited real courage unlike Obama.
  • It took a while to coax Tony but I got him out of Casa Kaulins and onto the Kaulins Family China E-Bike which we took to Jiangyin for a bit of train-spotting. We went to the area near the Xiake park where I had recorded some scenes for Scenes from My Life in Wuxi, China #46.
  • Tony acted strangely on the outing. As soon as we got to our train-spotting spot, Tony wanted to leave. He first talked of going to the Wanda Plaza but I would have nothing of that. He then told me that it was going to rain. Making our way back, Tony then insisted on stopping at a few places on the way.
  • Dogs that we passed were not very friendly. We even had one chase us a ways.
  • We did encounter this friendly old woman who was on a pedal bike. Seeing Tony run on the road, she expressed concern when she saw him stumble onto the pavement.

再见!






Sunday, August 25, 2013

The Andis Kaulins in China Weekly: August 19 to August 25, 2013

Gratitude:  Six years of Tony! What more could I ask for, given the life I had lead till I meet Jenny.

Acknowledgment: Life has forced me to shed many of the dreams I had for my life. I have nothing to look forward to but a series of bitter pills being swallowed.

Requests: Please visit Views of China from Casa Kaulins! Lots of interesting things to be seen if you spend a little time exploring it. Also be sure to visit the page dedicated to my father.

The AKIC Week in Brief: I worked. I signed my tenth one-year contract with the school. We celebrated Tony's sixth birthday in a modest way. I discovered the author WH Mallock.

About AKIC: If you want to learn what Andis & AKIC are all about, you can visit here.

If there are things you don't know about, like places and people I mention, you can go here to find out what they are all about.


AKIC Weekly Features:

I in in China!  我的中文马马虎虎。我自学中文。我没有老师。我老婆觉得我的中文很差。他说我和我儿子不可以一起说中文。

I am Canadian! I think of the mountains of British Columbia that I have seen.

I am Latvian (sort of)! I wish Latvia all the best. It pains me that they can't be better at hockey.

Politically I am Conservative/Reactionary! I can think of any other philosophy that give me any succour.

I teach English! I am entering the tenth year of teaching English at my school.
I am not a freak! Then again maybe I am. Ten years of teaching English at the same school. What the hell am I thinking?
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 #167 this week and is working his way through the chapter that introduces Leopold Bloom. I am getting ahead of Delaney as far as reading the book.  I will be finished my reading of 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 Second Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Thessalonians and am reading the First Epistle of Paul the Apostle to Timothy.

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.

Four Men by Hilaire Belloc. Grizzlebeard, the Sailor, the Poet, and Myself are the four men. They travel and talk. It gives me an idea for a book and a blog. The pdf copy of the book I was reading was missing a few pages so I had to interrupt reading the book till I found a better copy on the Internet. [I found a black and white pdf scan of the book (never get a color scan because it takes your device too long to render the page images!) which contained all the pages, and finished the book lickety-split. I highly recommend it. It is a kind of fantasy for me to meet people, even for a short time, who love to argue and know that souls exist.]

Diary of a Nobody by Weedon Goldsmith. I don't know if I got this book because I liked the title or because I found a recommendation for it on the Web. Either way, I like it. It is funny! Mister Gowing is coming, and Mister Cummings is going! What fun!

The New Republic by WH Mallock. I am reading it because mention of it was made in the comment sections of one of the recent entries in David Warren's blog. Half way through it, I wonder why it is that I hadn't heard of this book till last week. It is great and it is deals with all the issues I like to reflect on.


I like to take photos

I like to make videos

I like to cut and paste quotations:
There are only two from Don Colacho this week. Now that I have gotten through all 2988 of his aphorisms, I am reading the essays of his that I included with my compilation. Here are two quotes from that:

The spectacular, empty gesture earns public applause, but the disdain of those governed by reflection.

The reactionary is not a nostalgic dreamer of a canceled past, but rather a hunter of sacred shades upon the eternal hills.

Gregorio Carbone:
...to go to heaven is to align oneself with life and to go to hell to align oneself with matter.


I fashion myself to be a 21st Century Pepys

Monday [August 18]
[iPod]

One Thumb Blogging done at a beach.   As Tony plays, I type.

Things I learned today:

  • Looking before turning right is taught in driving school but Chinese then don't do it once they get their license.
  • Community police have informants and party members to rely on.
  • They also have propaganda duties to do.
  • Disputes between residents and migrant workers caused by cultural differences.  Migrants not very civilized and don't know what to do with trash.  This keeps the community police busy.
  • The local Hui Shan government has sold land.  It was its major source of revenue.  I can't determine what it's major source of revenue is currently now that it had sold all the land that it can sell.
  • My apartment is classified as commercial, not residential because the land was taken from the original residents and given to commercial developers.
  • Businessmen think the Chinese economy is slowing down.  The one I know says he has to find more business in America.  India is not a good option he tells me because the workers there are lazy because the government has supplied their basic needs.
  • I am still uncomfortable with silence when others are in my midst.
Finished watching Johnny Guitar starring Joan Crawford who didn't play Johnny Guitar.  Acting slightly overwrought but it was an okay movie all the same.  It had great scenic vistas and a good story.

The sun sets and the bats come out.  I wonder where they sleep during the day.  I cannot count the bats now because there are so many flying about.  Size wise, the bats here are bigger than butterflies and smaller than common birds. They meander in a circular manner and so I would get a sore neck and would become dizzy if I tried to track their path for more than an instant.

I take Tony to the beach near Casa Kaulins so he can play with his toy dump truck and backhoe.  Four young men walk by.  They strip to their underwear and take a dip.  They have a great laugh as they splash each other.  To my temperament, it is a corny sort of fun, but how dare I judge others innocent enjoyments!

Tony wades in the water.  I wish he wouldn't.

Tony joins up with a family that has brought a plastic shovel and pail to the beach.
It rained this afternoon and so it feels relatively cooler.

It's spitting rain now even though the sky above is mostly blue.

Here at the beach, I see a man has dipped  his e-bike into the water so he can wash it.  Now I wonder if some guy with do the same thing with his car.  As the man rides his bike away, the riding through the beach's sand must defeat his purpose.

Dark clouds on the horizon.

Tony invited me into the water.  No doing.

The Moon is 90 percent.  I hope to see a bat fly in front of it, but they seem to have stopped flying above the nearby trees.  I should monitor the habits of bats more closely.

[Home Laptop]
Tony lost one of the two toys, he had brought with him, when we were at the beach. He was leaving his toys in the sand and then suddenly deciding to run far from them. I warned about this but he didn't listen. As it got dark and I was able to find one of the toys but not the other. Tony says it was stolen but I think he dropped it in the water.

I told Tony to not tell Jenny that he had lost the toy, but he told her first thing when we returned to the apartment. And so Jenny is not happy and so Tony & I are both the targets of her ire.

Tuesday [August 19]
[Home Laptop]
I phoned my cousin Idi last night to offer her condolences on the death of her mother Dzidra.

I also phoned my Mom. My brother and sister, I learned, are together in BC at the moment.

[School Laptop]
I work 13:00 to 21:00 today.

Things I just saw: 1)A man comes to my bus stop in the morning who is paralyzed on his right side. When he moves he use the paralyzed leg as a crutch and his paralyzed arm is flung in the air. 2)A family of three rides in the front of their tricycle wagon. From the angle I was initially watching them it seemed as if the little girl who was sitting next to her mother was dangling in mid-air. I didn't see the actual solidness of the girl's sitting position till the wagon rode past and I could see that the girl was sitting on her mother's lap, and her mother in turn had her feet planted firmly on an area below the tricycle's steering apparatus.

The 85 Bakery, near our school, has re-opened. The place is bigger but its pickup counter is absurdly narrow. The counter area which had a small glass display case has been replaced with a tall case that goes right to the ceiling and thus there is less room for pickups.

Wednesday [August 21]
[School Laptop]
I work 13:00 to 21:00. I arrive at school at 10:45 because that's the kind of guy I am.

I should call the upcoming weekend, a celebration of Tony's six years weekend.

I had a leisurely morning at home before I went to work. I put a Guns 'N Roses song on my Ipod and the film The Man from Laramie on my Ipad.

Last night, Tony continually refused my entreaties to have him give me back my Ipad.

Listening to an Econtalk podcast this morning confirmed some things that a businessman I know had told me about India. The current government of India has been increasing their giving out of what Americans would call food stamps.

The Indian Economics professor also had this to say about China: China is seen as a place where wealth accumulation is the main concern of the population and there is a lack of empathy for others.

Thursday [August 22]
[School Laptop]
I work 10:00 to 21:00 today.

This morning, I looked out the window of the Casa K living room to see a white van parked on the road just below our apartment. The van's back door was open and around it stood six men. I, of course, took a photo for the Casa Kaulins Blog. Then glancing out the Casa K master bedroom window, I saw that there was also a crane about two stories high, and of course I took of a photo of that for the CK Blog.

I late phoned Jenny to ask her what was up with the workers and their crane. As I suspected, our apartment buildings are going to be shiny in the night as the workers are installing lights on the rooftops of the apartment buildings.

It is Tony's B-day minus one. That is, it is Tony's birthday tomorrow. I have four toys that I bought for him in the drawer of my desk. My plan is to bring two of the toys to Casa Kaulins tonight, and find a way to surprise Tony with them tomorrow – I am thinking to phone him and give him directions to the toys' hiding spot. I then envisage that I will bring the other toy or toys to Casa Kaulins tomorrow night and then give it or them to Tony when I arrive home.

Because I work tomorrow and then Saturday, there won't be a birthday party for Tony until Sunday.

I listened to a podcast about the Economic crisis, a podcast about politics, a podcast of a homily from EWTN, and then a podcast by Adam Carolla where he talks to some guy named Norton who likes to be pleasured when he gets massages. Quite a clash of views therein you could say. You could also say my tastes are quite electric, though I know when I first heard someone describe their musical tastes that way, I knew that there was no way I could describe my tastes that way except in a very ironic manner. I listen to what I listen to, and I like what I like. Some of what I listen to, I don't like. Some of what I listen to is interesting though I feel uncomfortable for finding it so, like the Adam Carolla podcast. The EWTN stuff never fails to raise my spirit, I can honestly say.

I am getting old. I have students who have never experienced a time where there weren't mobile phones or the internet. And I just had a student who didn't know what went on in post offices.

The gig is up? Wall Street English has been punished for hiring part-time workers. For three months, they will not be allowed to use foreigners, even their full-timers, in classes. Hmmm...... I have also been told that foreigners working part-time jobs could be deported. If that is the way it must be, then that is the way it must be.
Friday [August 23: Tony's Birthday]
[School Laptop]
I work today, 11:00 to 21:00, so I won't be spending much time with Tony on his birthday. I have given him a birthday kiss and sung Happy Birthday to him, but he was asleep. I plan to phone him to tell him to look in the bottom drawer of the dresser on my side of the bed to find a couple birthday presents.

On the bus, I chanced to see an old woman, slim and agile, walking on the sidewalk. It really wasn't a special sight, all in all, but it struck me that she must have been a pretty girl when she was younger for youthful prettiness seemed to radiate from her being.

I could see road maintenance workers, during morning rush hour, taking advantage of a red light to conduct measurements among the stopped cars. It seemed insane and dangerous to be doing such work among all those cars but I suppose they weren't allowed to block off a lane in the interests of traffic efficiency.

I was just listening to a podcast of the reading of the book Heretics by GK Chesterton. Chesterton in his chapter on Rudyard Kipling said that the peasant inhabits a bigger world that the globe-trotter. I think GKC means that the globe-trotter has only a superficial and narrow view of things while the peasant thinks deeply of the things he knows intimately. There is something to be said for that. Places in China that cater to the globe-trotter are all the same and lacking something necessary to get them depth.

Though the 85 Bakery has opened, its renovation is not completely finished. The sound of power tools coming from the bakery, which is next door to our school, is forcing some classes normally held downstairs to be moved to an area far from the tools. How is it that a bakery can be opened before its renovation seems screwball to me , but that is how they often do such things in China.

An old woman walks along the side of the road, seemingly to me, in defiance of modern civilization and its traffic rules. The bus I was in skirted by her.

At lunchtime, I phoned Tony and gave him instructions to find his birthday presents. It took about two minutes but he figured it out, and he was very happy with his two new Tomica firetrucks which he found in the drawer beside my bed.

Two boys tell me that their school makes them attend meetings of the Young Pioneers, a Communist youth organization. The students tell me that they use the meetings to do their homework. Asked what the meetings were about, the boys told me they weren't paying attention.

Saturday [August 24]
[School Laptop]
I work 10:00 to 18:00 today.

Last night, I sat with my sometimes 635 bus companion. I had questions to ask her about her school with regards to what I had heard had happened to Wall Street English which had received a three month suspension for hiring foreigners part-time to teach English. She told me her school had hired foreigners as part-timers over the summer. Some of the full-time trainers even brought in some of their friends to teach part-time. These friends were not from other schools but people passing through Wuxi. One such part-timer worked three weekends while staying three weeks in Wuxi. Leads to me wonder what it was that Wall Street had done wrong, or the school where my bus companion works hasn't been discovered yet by the authorities.

I then asked my bus companion to help me read a passage from a Chinese textbook I have been studying. She wanted me to pronounce the words which only confirmed to me that it is hopeless for me to try to speak the language, and I should have been learning to read on day one.

When I arrived home, Tony was eagerly waiting for me because he knew I had a second present for him, which was a fancy SIKU firetruck with ladder.

Now, let me blog about the now. Here I am, doing the stuff I should be doing before I do the stuff I want to be doing like reading The New Republic and watching Broken Arrow 1950 with James Stewart, one of my favorite movie actors.

[School Laptop]
Taking the 25 bus home after work today, I typed the following into my Ipod:
Rain
power failure! Second of week!
Shengyang student
Shirt draped on shoulder on 25 bus cloth shoes
Deep puddles!
Student going to Xishan school because it has a good environment
兰州捞面。兰州捞面
Man beside me sees I can type some Chinese.
Box of live chickens on bus.
What does this stuff mean? Well let me tell you:
  • Rainpower failure! Second of week! I was all excited because with my last class finishing at 17:00, I was going to go home early, but about 16:45, I saw a thunderstorm was rolling in. It then started to rain buckets and I was stuck at school till the rain stopped. During the heavy rain, the power at the school went out. It came back after twenty minutes but it was the second power failure to take place at the school this week. The rain did stop at about 17:20 and I went outside to catch the 25 bus home. To pass the time, I made the blog notes on my Ipad.
  • Shengyang student My last class of the day was with one student, a male from Shenyang in Northern China. He was in Wuxi to study design at Jiangnan University. I asked him what he thought of Wuxi and he told me that he found it boring. Being from Northern China, he liked to go to a pub and have a drink after classes, but around the university, the pubs all closed at ten PM. I mentioned to him about how Northern Chinese were renown for being able to drink, and he told me that everyone in his family, even his mother, liked to drink. I asked him what he thought of the Nanchang Bar Street and he told me that he didn't like it because.... Searching for a word, he agreed with my suggestion of “it not being real.
  • Shirt draped on shoulder on 25 bus, cloth shoes I saw a man, almost shirtless, board the bus and come towards the back where I was sitting. I say he was almost shirtless because he had his shirt, which was long-sleeved and heavy, draped over his shoulder. He had taken it off because of the humid Wuxi weather. I looked at his feet, and saw he was wearing cotton shoes worn by poorer Chinese.
  • Deep puddles! The storm dumped more water on Wuxi that its drainage system could handle so I could see huge and deep puddles on the road.
  • Student going to Xishan school because it has a good environment On the bus, I recalled a student, who during a conversation class I did about the environment, told me that she was going to the Xishan High School near Casa Kaulins because the environment, her father told here, was good there. I told her about the factory that was about one kilometer near her school and near a freeway in a setting that I told her was modern industrial hell.
  • 兰州捞面。兰州捞面. I thought I saw these characters on a Lanzhou Noodles restaurant sign. Three of the four characters I recognized quite easily. It was the third of the four characters that I wasn't sure about, so on my Ipod, I changed the keyboard to pinyin enter mode to see if I figure out what the third character was. The only problem was that the bus pulled away and I couldn't remember what the third character looked like and so when I typed the four characters above, I thought I had it figured out; but just checking on Google Translate, I see that the characters, I did see were as follows: 兰州拉面. I had the third character wrong. It was la not lao. Anyway, I do this all the time with my Ipod because I find it is a great way to test my knowledge of Chinese characters. Now, I wouldn't have made mention of my doing this, this afternoon, but this fellow sitting beside me was watching me type in my Ipod and seeing that I could type Chinese characters, decided to talk to me in Chinese. It was torturous for me because I understood only about twenty percent of what he said. He asked me the usual questions of where I was from, where I lived, and where I worked. I also think he asked me about whether I was going to University to study Chinese and how tall I was. I think he told he was a worker in Yanqiao. My typing being scrutinized by a stranger was unnerving for me as well.
  • Box of live chickens on bus. I wonder what the man made of my taking a photo of a box, filled with three live chickens, that had been placed on the exit stairwell of the bus.

After all this, I arrived home and I finished watching the film Broken Arrow starring James Stewart. A great Western I thought. The Wikipedia entry about the film said it was the first Western made after WWII to portray the Natives in a sympathetic manner. The major Indian character in the movie was called Cocheese a name which I love and which I may not be spelling right. The movie has you rooting for Native Apaches against the Americans who are, with the exception of the James Stewart character, a Christian General and a few other whites, very hostile and prejudiced against the Apaches. Spoiler Alert: the ending brought tears to my eyes.

Sunday [August 25]
[School Laptop]
No work today.

I was up too late last night playing on the Ipad. At 3:30 AM, I was preparing files of Elmore Leonard novels to put on my Ipad.

Grinding noises come from a nearby apartment. Tony plugs his ears.

[iPod]
I just wanted to watch my movie. 

We went to the Tesco and Wanda Plazas in the afternoon.  Things were going as well as could be expected.  Jenny bought Tony a pair of shorts and a cake.  We were then having dessert at a place called Honeymoon Dessert when just as we finished there, Jenny realized she had forgotten the shorts she had purchased at the cake shop.  She ran over to the shop immediately only to find that the bag with Tony's shorts was not there.  Someone had taken them and Jenny was pissed.  Jenny getting angry is like a storm coming in, you have batten down and wait for it to come to an end.  I never feel so helpless as during a storm...  Anyway, it was somehow my fault that the shorts were lost.  I should have been more vigilant and done more to help her when she was buying the cake. 

Tony wanted to go to the square so I took him to get away from Jenny.

[Home Laptop]
Tony & I spend a short time at the square. After about thirty minutes, we returned to Casa Kaulins where we ate the cake that had been purchased, but we had no supper, and I dared not ask Jenny to make any. Not standing the tension, I started up the Ipad and watch the remainder of the Western film The Man from Laramie – what can I say? I love Westerns.