New voicethread
Posted by wangbo in life in Beijing, random on November 7, 2007
I’ve made a new voicethread, stringing together eight photos I took one incredible day in the summer of 06, on a walk I took from Xinjiekou around Houhai to Gulou then down to, and up Jingshan. As before, the photos don’t seem to come out anywhere near as clear as when I put them in, but I think I’ll keep playing with voicethread, it’s a pretty awesome tool.
Now, let’s see if I can embed a small version in this blog (last time I failed miserably):
Does it work? Nuh, stuffed it up again.
More recommended reading
Energy efficiciency, or the near-total lack thereof in Chinese construction. Well worth a read. Not exactly news, though, so I’ll categorize it as random.
back in order
Posted by wangbo in admin, life in Beijing on November 7, 2007
Well, it seems everything is back in proper working order, thanks to Stuart‘s hard work behind the scenes. So far as I can tell, though, posts and comments containing Chinese characters made before the fix are still gibberish, though, and to fix it would require me going through and doing everything manually. Ugh. I think I’ll only do that with the History of Yanqing County page.
Third straight day of fog. And yes, there’s a lot more than fog mixed into that soup outside.
Still, I’m taking it relatively easy this week, not too much strenuous work. I suddenly realised that one of the characters in The Gods Must be Crazy 2 conveniently fits the theme of the next chapter of the writing text book, so the next few writing lessons are going to be far more enjoyable than normal.
Fixed?
Posted by wangbo in Uncategorized on November 6, 2007
I think I’ve fixed up all the Chinese on the sidebar that got corrupted recently. I’m not sure if the comments field has been sorted out yet. Chinese should be working in posts- I’ll check once more: 这些字应该是标准的中文字。I’ll post this then see if Chinese is showing up properly in comments, then I think I should check with live writer, too, just to make sure.
test
我试试:可以写中文吗?
Just checking if Chinese is showing up properly or not.
Update of the instant variety: Looks like Chinese is working again, at least from my point of view.
two things
Posted by wangbo in ranting, tilting at windmills on November 5, 2007
One thing that never ceases to amaze me is the sheer childishness displayed by so many of my fellow Kiwis. The two things of the title of this post? Two examples:
Take a look at this description of the recent protests outside the Labour Party conference. Now, I’ve met a lot of Kiwi activists, I’ve seen a lot of protesters in action, I’ve been one of them on many an occasion, and this description strikes me as being pretty fair (although I can’t be sure, of course). Sure, the childishness is not limited to the protests, but it would seem that it was mostly protesters who needed timeout, or whatever the latest punishment fad is these days. Having taken part in many protests in New Zealand, I can confirm that 9 times out of 10, the police are restrained and even respectful.
But that’s what really pisses me off about modern Western “leftists” (scare quotes because most of them wouldn’t recognise genuine left wing politics even if the world’s best political science professor explained it to them in terms a three year old could understand): They’ve got their heads stuck so far up their own self-righteous arses they wouldn’t know real oppression or an actual abuse of human rights even if it happened to them. That’s enough abusing that particular sentence pattern.
Secondly: Why is it my fellow Kiwis are so completely incapable of handling fireworks like mature adults? Two things: The Union of Soviet Socialist Helengrads Nanny-State approach will not solve the issue. It may minimise the problems the Fire Service and hospitals have to deal with every year in the early part of November, but it won’t solve the main problem: Too many Kiwis are so hopelessly immature they can’t be trusted with even the pathetically weak fireworks that can be legally bought in New Zealand.
I mean, having seen the sheer amount of often very heavy ordnance detonated every Spring Festival in China and the generally responsible behaviour towards said ordnance displayed by the overwhelming majority of Chinese people, I really can’t figure out what is so wrong with New Zealanders.
And why do we still bother with that silly English holiday, anyway? Really, the only good thing that can be said in connection with Guy Fawkes’ Day is that Guy Fawkes was the only man to ever enter parliament with honest intentions. Saw that spray-painted on a wall in Wellington one election year. 93, I believe- that would fit with the circumstances under which I saw that grafitto.
Rant ?? (I wonder if those two characters display properly?), better get back to the office.
something’s wrong here
Posted by wangbo in ranting, tilting at windmills on November 4, 2007
It’s a disturbing headline to begin with: Italy expels migrant population after brutal murder. The kind of headline that leaves you hoping the story redeems itself. But the first three paragraphs don’t offer much hope:
They sat forlornly on the banks of the Tiber while the shantytowns they had called home only hours before were demolished.
Already outcasts from the mainstream of Italian life, now they have been banished from whatever impromptu shelter they had found.
And the city rejoiced at their misfortune. Three small kittens and a hungry-looking mongrel are the last remaining inhabitants of the Roma squatter camp on the northern outskirts of Rome.
Nor does this:
A new law on security has been creeping through Parliament: one of its central provisions is that foreigners belonging to EU countries and resident in Italy can be expelled on the orders of local prefects if they are a threat to “public security”. No trial is necessary.
On Wednesday night, at the urging of Walter Veltroni, the Mayor of Rome and leader of a new centrist party, the Democratic Party, that provision was extracted from the law, quickly redrafted as a “decree-law”, a sort of diktat, and signed by the President overnight.
So that section of the proposed law that would allow prefects to expel citizens of other EU countries resident in Italy because they are a threat to public security without the usual benefits of a free and fair trial (simply on the whim of the prefect, in other words?) was taken out of the proposed law and made law in its own right overnight by Presidential fiat.
And just to make it clear: So far as this article tells us, the murder that triggered this mass expulsion is still under investigation, one (yes, only ONE) man is accused, but the 5000 expellees are being expelled simply because, like (apparently) the accused and the woman who raised the alarm, they are Roma (Gypsys, for those who haven’t caught up with modern times yet).
Does anybody else smell the foul stench of the Europe of, oh, um, say the 1930s, by any chance?
I suppose I could insert into this post a certain word starting with a capital eff and ending in -ascism, but that would upset people. Need to keep things harmonious.
hijacked
Posted by wangbo in life in Beijing on November 4, 2007
Well, it’s a good thing I recovered so quickly from Friday’s illness. Actually, it wasn’t too bad: Just needed to get the poison out of my system then rest up.
It’s a good thing, because my weekend got hijacked.
I was going to use this weekend to catch up on paperwork, but it just ain’t happening.
Well, yesterday morning I managed to get some catching up done.
Yesterday afternoon I helped with a test. All I had to do was interview people and do a couple of roleplays with them and make sure all of that was recorded. Didn’t need to grade or assess them in any way, so it was easy money.
Today? Well, we had to go out to deliver wedding candy and alcohol to some good friends who live out near Gaobeidian. No big deal, really. Well, it shouldn’t’ve been. Should’ve managed to make the delivery, invite them to the wedding, hang around for a bit, then get out by lunch time. I should’ve been able to get home in time to get lunch then get stuck in to this paperwork while lzh went off to meet some of her old classmates.
But no.
Bloody Hebeiren. Just as bad as Dongbeiren. You set foot within a radius of one kilometre of their home and you can’t leave until you’ve been stuffed full with enough food to feed half of Africa for a week and you’ve had your fill of drink and a little more for luck.
Which is good, of course, because that’s what hospitality is. And this particular family are good friends because they’re great people. But it’s not good for me catching up with this paperwork.
Anyway, there’s still this evening. No need to panic.
And at lunch Gege decided we’d drink a bottle of red wine from Grace Vineyards in Shanxi. 2001 cabernet merlot is what I remember seeing printed on the label. I was impressed. It didn’t taste like any other Chinese wine I’ve ever had. It didn’t have that thick, heavy texture that leaves you thinking there’s far too much of something less-than-desireable backing up the rather mediocre flavour. I’m no wine lover- fermented grape juice is fermented grape juice- but this particular bottle of fermented grape juice ranked pretty high on the drinkability scale (the only scale on which wine can truly be rated- all that nonsense about flavour and “nose” and terroir is only so much pretentious wankery).
And we took two bottles of Guizhou Chun (which is actually quite a nice baijiu- very drinkable, and the flavour lives up to the “chun” (mellow) label) and two bags of wedding candy, but we were sent back with half of that and a bag full of candy, coconut juice coffee (some kind of two-in-one instant coffee) tea, fruit, a particular kind of chilli sauce that only Hainan produces, and who knows what else, and a bag full of clothes for lzh. What did I say about Hebeiren and their hospitality?
Not complaining, though. Even though today has turned out to be far less productive than I was planning, it was great hanging out with Gege, Saozi, their daughter, and Nainai. Actually, it was the first time I’d met Nainai, and I was really impressed: That woman is smart, really sharp. And I could tell from just one look at her that she’s tough as nails, too. And she totally loves lzh: half of what she said was very high praise of lzh. I was told very clearly that I am incredibly fortunate to have met and married lzh (and she’s right, of course).
So a good day.
And Doctor Huang reminded me, as I was leaving the market, that if any part of my body hurts, I should come look for her. And she made it very clear, in both words and gestures: Legs; waste; stomach; teeth; head; earlobes; little toenail; anything. If it hurts, go see her. I think she realised that the blood vessels in my brain are fine, though. She didn’t try to get me to buy any haws.
Now, if I could find out why it seems all the Chinese characters on this blog have gotten all messed up and how to fix them, I’d be happy. Any advice, anyone?