An Outline of American History

When I was in college, my roommate Jeremy left this book to me. He was going back home and I am not quite sure if I asked for it or he just did so to jettison some of this stuff. I have had kept the book in the small bookshelf in my room for years and finally sometimes in June or July I mustered up the courage to visit it. And on my way home from the volunteering on Sunday, I at last finished it.

Knowing fully well about the current economic turmoil that the U.S. has been going through, I have found the book very much informative and topical. In particular, the exit plan... the answer(s) to the current crisis might be able to be found in the history of itself because, after all, the history is bits and pieces of the repetition of what happened. Therefore, I. kindly enough. decided to write some the memorable excepts from the book. Think long and hard what they mean and how we can graft them to the reality.


(p.32) As mixed as the people were in PA, NY best illustrated the polyglot nature of America. By 1646 the population along the Hudson River included Dutch, French, Danes, Swedes, Norwegians, English, Scots, Irish, Germans,  Poles, Bohemians, Portuguese and Italians-the forerunners of millions to come.


(p.128) By intervening in countries where popular movements threatened monarchies, the Alliance -joined at time by France - hoped to prevent the spread of revolution into its dominions. This policy was the antithesis of the American principle of self-determination.


(p.219) An old immigrant saying is that "America beckons, but Americans repel." As the current wave of immigration spills into the American mainstreat economically, politically and culturally, the debate over immigration has sharpened. Deeply ingrained in most Amerians, however, is the conviction that the Statue of Liberty does, indeed, stand as a  symbol for the United States as she lifts her lamp before the "golden door." welcoming those "yearning to breathe free," This belief, and the sure knowledge that their forebearers were once immgrants, has kept the United States a nation of nations.


(p.370) A recession marked the early years of Reagan's presidency, hiting almost all sections of the country. Real gross national product (GNP) fell by 2.5 percent in 1972, as the unemployment rate rose aobve 10 pecent and almost one third of America's industrial plants lay idle.


(p.371) Under Reagan the national debt nearly tripled. Furthermore, virtually all the growth in national wealth took place in the highest income group. Many poor and middle-class familes actually lost ground, as low- and semi-skilled jobs were eliminated from the economy, or failed to keep pace with the rest of society.


(p.388) The United States is often the harbinger of the modernization and change that inevitably sweep up other nations and societies in an increasingly interdependent, interconnected world.

Art Weekend

Since my job description is to survey customer's satisfaction, I thought I would pay a visit to the museums and gallery where the surveyors that I farmed out the project were conducting the survey this weekend. I was a bit excited to go since well I get to drive and get out of town and relax. I get paid (both for OT and per diem) and get a chance to appreciate some art. So what would be a more perfect way to spend the weekend?

Anyhow, first, at Gyeonggi Museum of Modern Art, there was an exhibition on Advertisement where they were showing the selected works from the One Show Awards.

There were more than 40 works on display. The essence of ads is, I believe, how well you can get your point across..that how pithy it is.. and how succint it is so that people, at a glance, would understand the gist of the work. And as I expected, the works were nothing but pithy and amazing (and very satrical as well to some extent)

And here are some of the work that I think are the cream of the crop.

Then, on Suday, I went to Nam June Paik Art Center and Gyeonggi Provincial Museum. First, I need to address who Nam June Paik is. He is a Korean-American artist who majorly was renowed for his post-modern works in the late 1970s until his passing, 2006. His works were majorly centered around video arts, employing a plethora of props e.g. tvs, screens and so forth. Since it is post-modern, to me, it is hard to fully understand what he wants to deliver or talk to about. An arbitrary pile of tvs and an arbitrary reel of montage of images is simply esoteric.. well, at least to me. And yet, Koreans still praises his works and his passion for art since, well, probably he is the one and only Korea-born artist whose fame and reputation is second to none in comparsion to other Korean artsts in general. Anyhow, let see some of this works.

And finally, I moved to Gyeonggi Provincial Museum which is only 5 min walk from NJP Art Center. I have been there several times before, so nothing was new so to speak. And yet it was nice to see many families enjoy the local culture and have a good time. Of course, dads looks tired whilst moms and kids were excited and running around. Whenever I see a Korean family in certain settings e.g. restraunts, amusement parks, museums, etc, I somewhat feel bad for them. Not because they all look tired and somewhat jaded.. well I can't wrap my head around the idea that I will have kids. Well, the idea always has been lingered somewhere in the back of my head. But not immediately. Seeing my friends, colleauges occasionally complain about raising kids, I tend to think that getting married is what I will eventually do, but having kids is something I would feel somewhat hesitant to say 'yes, of course' to if asked.

Anyhow..

The weekend was nothing but relaxing and fun... Hope yours was as well.

Love Hurts

Incubus played this song at Jisan Valley Rock Festival last sunday. I did not know this song, so just stood there and listened to it. I wish I had known it before since this is such a beautiful song. It really sumps up the essence of what love is all about, borrowing metaphors, simple words and sentences. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.


Incubus - Love Hurts by liezl_aileen

2011 JISAN VALLEY ROCK FESTIVAL

Believe it or not, this is Incubus

When I openend my eyes, I immediately sensed that it was early in the morning and I needed to go back to sleep. But I simply could not because I was so stoked already. Looking at the cell phone with a digital clock on it, I, as always, turned my lap top on and started to get ready.

Around 10 am, it started to drizzle. Not a good sign. Oh well, what can I do. I left the house, picked up some water, chips and bread for my entourage. Then, my buddy Insun picked me up and headed to pick up others. And of course, someone was running late.

We finally arrived. Dirty. It was my first impression. Koreans.. where is your common sense. Grant it, it was raining and all muddy. but seriously. Bring your own trash and just toss it in the trashcan near you.

The place was packed with not only Koreans but also foreigners. The mistly atmosphere gave the whole thing a very mysterious and calm ambience. I liked it. It was not too hot. Five of us aimlessley wandered around, checking out some bands' performance. Graudally we were getting ready to rock and roll.


Jimmy Eat World.
Jangkiha and Faces
Incubus



Jang Ki Ha and Faces



The whole time it poured (mostly) and at one point, I found myself shivering. But it failed to stonewall my excitment and passion for the music being played before me. Even if we all were standing on the front row and surrounded by many people, I think in a way, in a concert, the crowd creats his or her own zone. The room where an individual sings, dances, jumps and just throws him/herself off in whichever way one hopes and wants. The room that no one can invade. The place of utmost excitement and yet inertia.

I wish I could describe what I experience that night, but rather I not. It is beyond my description- You just have to be there.

Sadly, this event is something that I have lived for this summer and it is over now. I am aimless. What now, then?

Anxiety

I am anxious. But it is pointless now.

So, my workplace, I meant the company that I belong to has been shaking things up thesesday. They created a whole new department related to the convention industry for which I was hired. But, since I, on a provisional basis, work somewhere else until the end of this year, someone else took over and he did all the work to accomplish the mission. I meant, my company has been working vigorioiusly and painstakingly to branch out another department.. so that my company can get bigger, hire more and thus become untouchable. And it kills me that I am not there for the moment.

Anyways, sometimes I think I have nowhere to go back to at the end of this year. Of course, the team that I used to belong to will probably have me back. But, after I moved to this company, they have been solid.. they have been doing excellent as always without me.

Of course, I never thought that the company would not function without me. If you are one of those thinking that your company would not work without you, it is a big misunderstanding. The world runs fine without you no matter how talented, smart, powerful you are at work.

So, I keep thinking which assignment I will be responsible upon my return. That I don't know. I still have about 5 months to run, but seeing my company going thru such changes makes me somewhat feel antsy about my future.

I will probably have a talk with the head of the team and the department in December as to what I would like to do once I come back. I guess, I need to just wait and see. You see previously, I wanted to go back to my originial team.. the toughest of all.. the team where I orginally belong.. with so many opportunities to go overseas .. to learn from my previous awesome colleagues.. and yet it seems like there is another door open.. another team.. another opportunity... something new...

I don't know. A close colleauge of mine said yesterday that I should be worried to much. Well, I guess he is right- There is, at this point of time, nothing I can do to affect what is going on and what is going to happen. Sometimes I think too much about what is ahead of me. I need to refrain myself from doing that.

What a day

Over the lunch, I picked up some cartons of milk and biked home. With the paperbag dangling on the handle, I was going up the hill. Then, the bottom of the bag got torn and 2 cartons of milk imploded. Of course, the milk was all over the asphlat. Thankfull,y I save the rest two cartons.

10 minutes out of 60 minutes has already passed and it was humid and hot. I was in my suit and thus perspiring like a pig. I stopped my bike, took care of the milk and went home. But, the milk that I spilled was still on the asphalt and it was going to rotten and smell bad.. although nobody would care. So, I went back outside with a paperbag and cleaned up the mess with the sun beating down on me. After like 5 mins, it was already 12:20. I needed at least 10 mins to cook up spaghetti and whatnot.

Subsquently, I ran up the steps and opened the door. The moment I was swinging open the door, I knew something was wrong. The tv which I do not own was on and there was sound coming out of it. Yes, it was someone else's. One floor down from crib. As I was shutting the door, I saw the lady lying on the sofa slowing getting up. I sped and shut the door and went upstairs without even saying sorry. At this point, I was literally drenched in sweat and frustrated. My hands were dirty. The past was already boiling.

I calmed myself down by washing my hands first and setting up the table. The eating was okay. But I had to take my shirt and pants off since I was sweating a lot. Yes, I was eating butt-ass naked.

Afterwards, I did the dishes, put the clothes back on and jotted down an apologetic message on a piece of paper for the neighbor downstairs. While putting back the spaghetti sauce in the fridge, the cap fell off and the sauce splattered all over the floor. It has been only 5 hours since I got up. This is too much.

I have almost 10 hours before I go to bed. What is ahead of me? What does my daily horoscope say about today? I should find out-

D-6

It is monday morning. I have only 6 days left before the rock festival. This week is very important because it is going to be the prime time for my work out routines.

Usually, my routines consist of 3 sets; chest, shoulders, tri-cep (Mon/Thr), back, bicep(Tue/Fri), legs(Wed/Sat) coupled with daily abs and 10 mins of cardio (or longer). But since the Rock Festival falls on this Sunday, I am going to mix it up a bit. My legs will be burned out on Monday and Thursday whilst I will work on my chest, shoulders and triceps on Wednesday and Saturday, so that I can boast my muscles if there is any :) I am even considering taking my top off during the concert.. haha. I don't have a six pack.. if I caught heavily, it might appear very subtlely :) Otherwise, it is well kept hidden.

To this end, I even purchased 4 loads of chicken breast in order to load up on protein coupled with 4 cans of canned tuna, a bundle of bananas and some milk. I am excited to go to the gym and get all pumped out. Luckily, this week is a vacation week, so I don't think the gym will be crowded at all.

So far, I've dropped about 2.5 kgs (11 lbs). My jeans don't fit anymore because the unwarrnated fat around my waist has been eradicated. I need to punch a new knotch on my belts.

To some degree, my life has no solid golas at this point. Mainly, this is so because of my current job. And yet, it is good that I need to accomplish something and thrive on it. But the question still remains; what's next after this, then? What should I or what do I want to accomplish?