Thursday, October 02, 2008
Where are all the protest songs?
At least Steve Earle's trying ("Come Back Woody Guthrie" at the 2008 Philadelphia Folk Festival)
Phil Ochs singing "I Ain't Marching Anymore":
Cleanse song
I've long talked about getting a colonic, which I've heard great things about, and would love one if I find the right clinic. In the meantime, when I was back in the States I picked up a cleanse. As much as I laugh at West Coast New Age philosophy, there are some parts of their culture people can benefit from, namely their ideas about food and health.
For the past week I've been on the First Cleanse, an herbal program intended to detox. At the health food store in my hometown, the woman clerk told me it wouldn't be overly intense, not send me running to the bathroom, and I'd be able to work on it. So far I haven't noticed any real differences in anything. I have to piss a lot, but that's about it. If anything I'm acting healthier knowing that I'm on this, so that's a start.
Joe Six-Pack my ass
Cities in rivers, Oregon Trail, end of summer, and Hymn California

One of my great favorite writers is also one of my great favorite friends. He wrote a book that got published this year, and it's Henry Miller and Jack Kerouac, but today. It's stories about America from a guy that's done more living in 30-some years than three people do in their lives. Raw, vivid, lyric descriptions--sung stories about fighting through hard times in hard places.
Hymn California’s characters witness a strange wide-sweeping, panoramic America unfolding before them, while its 200 pages examine death obsessions, regional history, difficult love, and having an abusive relationship with a place (California) rather than a person. It shows displaced characters scattered across the continent, burdened by fear and homesickness while fighting to have a good time, raise hell, and live unencumbered by bourgeois ideology and “bullshit consumer culture.” Death stalks at every intersection and on every riverbank. Lives sway in the delirium of wartime. Waffle Houses, UFO cults, dead friends, serial killers, yellow-lit billboards, reluctant soldiers, suicidal teenagers, drug dealers, grandparents, Mexican cops, drunken cat-killers, and the Pope collide like trains. As its road story unravels, the characters find heavy violence, superstition, hard drugs, and surreal and wonderful mornings set across the contidental US and Mexico. Says Gnade, “a friend of mine asked me if I was trying to write ‘American magic realism’ with the book and I didn’t really have an answer for him. If it is, it was an accident.”He lives in Portland, Oregon, and if you do too you can buy the book at Powell's Bookstore. If you don't, you can order it here.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
5 podcasts
Hard news from around the world. Short, usually 3-4 minutes.
2. The FADER
Street-level music magazine set lists. If I had a house, I would have a party every month when these come out and all my friends would think I had excellent taste in music.
3. Rocketboom
Smart, breakneck 3-minute videos on internet culture. I have a huge crush on the host, Joanne Colan, who is often funny, always attractive.
4. Slate Magazine Daily Podcasts
Insightful commentary on the world. News stories everyday are relevant and sharp. My favorite part is the Gabfest, where three whip smart journalists hash out the week's news and give recommendations for party chatter.
5. This American Life
Great stories.
6. New Yorker: Comment
Analysis about America from the best writers in America.
7. APM: Weekend America Enhanced Podcast
Stories about America that remind me why I miss it. John Moe is hilarious. Last week he told the joke: "What is brown and sticky? A stick."
Find all these by searching the titles in iTunes.
Someone great in Seoul?
Mix Tape #1
Disc 1
1. "People As Places As People"-- Modest Mouse
2. "Call It A Ritual"-- Wolf Parade
3. "You Belong"-- Hercules and Love Affair
4. "Let's Make Love and Listen To Death From Above"-- CSS
6. "No Substitute Love"-- Estelle
7. "First Class Riot"-- The Tough Alliance
8. "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover"-- Paul Simon
9. "Lost Coastlines"-- Okkervil River
10. "Love Dog"-- TV On the Radio
11. "Visions of Johanna"-- Bob Dylan
12. "Skinny Love"-- Bon Iver
13. "Twilight"-- Elliott Smith
14. "Waiting Around to Die"-- Townes Van Zandt
Disc 2
1. "Four Provinces"-- The Walkmen
2. "Constructive Summer"-- The Hold Steady
3. "You Don't Know What Love Is (You Just Do As Your Told)-- The White Stripes
4. "Gobbledigook"-- Sigur Ros
5. "Party Barge"-- The Silver Jews
6. "I Luv the Valley OH"-- Xiu Xiu
7. "Where Summer Goes"-- Peter and the Wolf
8. "Fools"-- The Dodos
9. "Rise Above"-- The Dirty Projectors
10. "Little Brother"-- Grizzly Bear
11. "Lawyers, Guns, and Money"-- Warren Zevon
12. "Sympathy For the Devil"-- The Rolling Stones
13. "If I Had a Boat"-- Lyle Lovett
14. "Green Gloves"-- The National
Ways of Seeing
--Bart
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Marilyn Manson, Death Cab For Cutie and Korea's Michael Jackson
Sometimes referred to as “the president of culture,” Seo Taiji is one of Korea’s biggest cultural icons.
The first time Marilyn Manson played in Seoul his band destroyed the venue’s sound system because their music was turned up too loud.
American rock band Death Cab for Cutie weren’t used to the kind of media attention they received when they shared the press conference with Seo Taiji.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
You don’t understand Korean culture
"I think foreigners do have a right to speak about problems in
In 2007 and 2008, in a span of 12 months, seven school children from Jeollanamdo died in traffic accidents. Suncheon-based teacher Brian Deutsch found it interesting how educators mobilized their students to protest American beef imports, but said little about traffic safety. So he wrote an opinion piece for The Korea Times titled “Rallies Have Little to Do with Food Safety.”
In the piece Deutsch, who is American, wrote: “Encouraging students to skip school to attend these candlelight vigils and rallies is not only inappropriate and outside the bounds of a teacher-student relationship, but it detracts attention from more pressing issues students are facing.
“Namely, they are far more likely to be killed on field trips or while walking home from school than by contracting mad cow disease, which as of yet has claimed no Korean or Korean-American lives.”
Add that to a previous piece about the use of Nazi imagery in a skin care ad, both of which were used in a modified version for the Gwangju News magazine, and Deutsch had attracted the attention of the netizens.
Who told you to talk, foreigner?
The internet campaign was led by a Gwangju man Kim Hong-su. He started two blogs to counter Deutsch’s stories and posted Deutsch’s name, blog url, and Facebook profile on Daum cafes along with an accompanying letter. He also posted the names of Deutsch’s schools and advised people to direct their complaints there. Deutsch went to the police but was told they were too busy.
Kim wrote: “What galls me the most is that these foreigners are growing fat and rich in
I emailed questions to Kim concerning Deutsch. He responded with, “Before you try to learn about
The Gwangju News is operated by the
The staffers told him the magazine was publishing stories that were too foreigner-intensive. On top of that, the publisher of the magazine told Deutsch that they might as well close down the magazine if it wasn’t going to be appreciated by foreigners.
Deutsch quit the magazine. But his troubles weren’t over.
'Generalizations are kind of fun'
Anyone can be a blogger. It takes minutes to sign-on to Blogger or Wordpress. Throw up a few pictures, spew some vitriol and start checking the site meter for hits. Living overseas it’s a good way to stay in touch with friends and family. The days of the mass email are over—check the blog for life-updates.
It’s common for teachers and other non-Koreans to start up a blog. But most of them die a slow death. It’s difficult to update often enough to keep readers; what seemed like a good idea at the time can easily turn into a bore.
Still, there a few prominent expatriate blogs in
The Marmot’s Hole is run by Robert Koehler. It is the most heavily trafficked blog of the foreigner-in-Korea set. Koehler, with the help of a handful of guest bloggers, posts news items, analysis, entertainment and pictures of old buildings. Koehler is American, the editor-in-chief of
“Our role is to offer commentary and criticism from a fresh, outside perspective,” Koehler said. “That being said, it’s easy to overthink these things – personally, I don’t think the ‘foreign observer’ has any special role beyond that of any observer, which is to say, relaying observations he or she has made.”
“All countries are open for criticism. The question that really needs to be asked is whether anyone should take what we write seriously. For the most part, the answer to that would be no.
“Most of us are guys with too much time on our hands who like to bitch about things we don’t really understand. Which, granted, would make our uneducated rants little different from much of what passes for commentary on
“I have a warning on my blog asking readers not to generalize from anything they read on my site, but still, many seem to do it anyway. Besides, generalizations are kind of fun -- nationalistically hysterical Koreans, pot-smoking over-sexed English teachers, condescending expats … who doesn’t love ‘em? It’s all a question of how seriously you take what you read.”
Do you see what I see?
Scribblings of the Metropolitician comes from Michael Hurt. The blog is a mishmash of social criticism, international politics, pop culture and comments on Korean media. Hurt first came to
Both Koehler and Hurt brought up Alexis de Tocqueville. De Tocqueville was a 19th century Frenchman who wrote “Democracy in
“The fact that we’re foreigners shouldn’t disqualify us. I look at American social commentary and social criticism and some of our sharpest and best social critics have been foreigners, people coming from a foreign perspective,” Hurt said.
“We have eyes, we have ears. We can read your newspapers. We read what you read. We have access to your information.
“I pay taxes, I buy (things) I live here, so why do I have any less say than you do?
“Why would I put all this effort, why would I even care, or put myself out there, why would I do this if I didn’t actually give a shit?”
We’re not that different
New Zealander James Turnbull runs The Grand Narrative. He calls it “An irreverent look at social issues.” Much of his work deals with Korean advertising and media as well as social commentary. In his eighth year in
“I find the notion that only Koreans are ‘permitted’ to speak about Korean problems simply absurd. That isn’t to say that all foreigners’ opinions on them are equally valid, but if the roles were reversed then I’d be quite happy to hear the opinions of, say, a Korean person who had spent some time in New Zealand and who made an active effort to study and know New Zealand society and learn the language. In fact, probably more so than someone who was merely born there.
“The majority of netizens aside, I’ve actually found a significant number of Koreans to feel much the same way about the opinions of non-Koreans.
“Koreans are not unique in readily dismissing the opinions of foreigners, but they do seem more defensive about foreign criticism than most. For that reason, it is very important to use Korean sources as much as possible.
“Another advantage to using and considering Korean-language sources as much as possible is that it makes you realize how much you may stereotype and generalize Koreans yourself without being aware of it.
“Without any Korean ability, foreigners are usually forced to rely on either the limited English language media or books for the bulk of their information, and both have problems: the former for often presenting a rose-tinted version of
"Do it in Korean, and in a major Korean newspaper," Koehler said.
Writing complaints in English may be "cathartic," he said, but it does no good.
Why do foreigners complain so much?
Another pair of bloggers, a Korean man living in
Ask a Korean! wrote, “many complaints from expats that the Korean has seen show a certain level of ignorance. This is not to say that complaining expats are dumb. It is only to say that were they more aware of certain things about themselves and about
“Expats rarely venture out of large cities in
About social critics, Roboseyo wrote, “Naming a problem is the first step to solving it, and maybe some of these critics are attempting to be a legitimate part of that process -- that is, they're writing because they want to see Korea become a better place . . . in which case, Koreans who are upset about non-Koreans criticizing Korea need to stop and take a careful look at why that upsets them, because the problem does not lie in the complainers or their intentions.
“To be fair, sometimes the social critics' intentions are good, but their methods are poor: the sometimes bitter and mean tone of certain critics can be hurtful, and as I've said to some of my friends who complain about Korea with a rude or condescending tone: "when you talk so harshly, even when you're right, you're wrong, and even if you win the argument, you still lose."
You don’t understand Korean culture
Deutsch plans to continue writing for the Korea Times and updating his blog.
“I like doing it and I like staying on top of current events and discussions. On the one hand I totally recognize that I’m being paid to teach, not to think, and I say that without being cynical at all. Most people couldn’t care less about the particular issues foreigners face, whether in the classroom or in society at large, and hearing a foreigner talk about them probably isn’t very interesting.
“I’ve also had to question how welcome those opinions are. My colleagues themselves told me that it was not my place to opine on what are called ‘sensitive issues,’ and a recent letter to the editor in the Gwangju News suggested that I, and foreigners, mind their own business and not worry about Korean internal affairs.
“But I think foreigners do have a right to speak about problems in
“Moreover these issues are so prickly because they’re not black and white. While it might be unpleasant for some Koreans to hear the other side of the story, I don’t think it’s inappropriate for it to be raised.
“Our opinions are often dismissed with a line about ‘you don’t understand Korean culture.’ Often this comes when something unpleasant happens to a foreigner, or when a foreigner expresses an opinion disagreeable to the Korean listener. It’s well beyond my abilities to explain why this happens, but it’s patronizing and inappropriate. I do believe that although foreigners can sometimes dwell on the negative when writing or talking about
“I realize that a greater measure of tact is necessary when addressing sensitive issues and when trying to foster conversations across cultural boundaries, but even with a lot of coddling I remain cynical that people are ready to hear what we have to say just yet.
“I would love to have Koreans who disagree with me take the time to point out their objections, rather than simply railing against a foreigner who dares to publish something against the grain. And I would love to have Koreans spend more time trying to educate us about their culture and their views, then, since so much energy is spent telling us how wrong and misinformed our opinions are.”
Deutsch was asked by his school to drop the case against Kim. His job was also placed in jeopardy because of what he has written.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Stomp your glasses, get eye surgery
When the doctor prescribed contacts at age 14 I thought I was saved. Glasses at night only. No more straps around my neck on the basketball court. No more four-eyes comments on the playground.
I loved my contacts. I loved them too much. By the time I came to Korea the contacts had sucked out all the moisture in my eyes. Add that to the air quality, particularly during Yellow Dust season, and I abandoned them completely.
So I was back to full-time spectacles. My optometrist brother hooked me up with good, fashionable frames for cheap. They looked good enough, fit right, and I hated them. Wearing glasses distanced me from my environment. They made me feel less engaged somehow, less part of my surroundings -- more of an observer than a participant.
Eye surgery is not a revolutionary idea, I realize. But, for me, a person who has always had a strong aversion to doctors and operations, it meant something that I would willingly pay to have a doctor slice my eyes with lasers.
I have a great Korean friend who is also a doctor. For the initial tests, he took me to a clinic recommended by mutual friends. During the evaluation, the technician put in anesthetic eye drops and pressed against my cornea with a handheld tool. I asked him if he was touching my eye. Then the room got hot. The problem came from what I couldn’t feel; I knew he was touching the surface of my eye but I registered no sensation. My blood pressure dropped. I went pale. Droplets of sweat formed on my brow. I put my head in my hands, focused on my breathing, and fought off a feint.
Glasses, I told myself. It’s either this or endless glasses.
I took a few more breaths, sat up, and told him to finish.
After the tests the doctor told me I had thin corneas and would need Lasek, not the more common Lasik, surgery. Clinics here offer Lasik, but Lasek is also used. Lasek is a variation of Lasik. In Lasek the outer layer of the cornea is cut with a finer blade. Then the surgeon covers the eye with an alcohol solution for around 30 seconds. The solution loosens the edges of the epithelium. After sponging the alcohol solution from the eye, the surgeon uses a tiny hoe to lift the edge of the epithelial flap and gently fold it back out of the way. Then out comes the laser to sculpt the corneal tissue underneath. Afterward, the epithelial flap is placed back on the eye with a kind of spatula.
I made an appointment for a month later. Then I went home and thought it over. I loathe going to doctors, but if I could see without any aid! It would cost 2 million won ($1,900), which was a good amount of money. But considering that I spent hundreds of dollars each year on eye care -- glasses, contacts and contact solution -- the surgery would pay for itself in less than 10 years.
The morning of the surgery I asked myself if I couldn’t handle the simple preliminary tests, how could I make it through the procedure?
Glasses, I told myself. And Xanax. I made sure my friend brought plenty of Xanax.
I went into the clinic and they had me go upstairs. Most of this was in Korean, which I don’t speak, and only the essential parts were translated to me. There was a lot of sitting around confused. Then somehow I found myself staring down a phlebotomist. I do worse with blood than technicians prodding my eyes (feinted at the blood bank in 7th grade, went pale multiple times in high school biology.) After the translation the Vampire said he needed my blood to make serum for eye drops. It would help my eyes heal faster, he said.
He took out a strap, wrapped it around my arm, and drew out seven vials of blood. At about the sixth vial my blood pressure dropped again.
Glasses. Do you want to wear glasses? Do you?
Now the only thing left was the lasers. Before the surgery my brother had told me Lasek was a good option for my prescription. But he also said it wasn’t a common procedure in America. Patients find it too painful.
I was trying not to think about that when I lay down on the operating table. They kept the room cold. The doctor had a good, calm manner about him. He and his nurses administered anesthetic eye drops, a device to keep my eyes from blinking, and began the procedure. I looked up, down, and at the green light as per the doctor’s orders. In 20 minutes it was over.
I stood up and walked out of the room, smiling with relief, my eyes barely open but I could still see.
We stopped at the pharmacy and then my friend drove me to his house. The protective contacts made my eyes uncomfortable but I had eye drops for that. In fact, I had five bottles of drops, one made from my own blood. They gave me no additional pain medicine.
When I got to my friend’s home I took a pill and fell asleep. I incorrectly thought I’d wake up healing; hours later I sat up moaning, in severe pain. Nothing I had ever put in my eyes, not soap, not sand, not the wrong contact solution -- nothing had ever caused me more optic pain. I sat up and took two Tylenol ERs and put in the anesthetic eye drops. That didn’t dent it. I woke up my friend and like a good doctor he snapped into action, shooting me with a syringe full of painkillers. That did it.
That moment was the worst of it. I was back at work in five days and in a week I had nearly perfect vision. Two weeks later friends tell me my eyes look brighter. They do. And I already forgot where I banished my glasses.




