Tuesday, November 28, 2006

A sense of the non-sense

These few days have been a bit of a rollercoaster of dullness as I struggle through flagging spirits, tangled emotions, loss of touch with my femine side (wherever she may be), a cough like a bad relationship that won't end, and a general sense of the non-sense.

On the occasions that I have managed to tear myself away from the riveting effects of the above, I have spent them desultorily reading about about the source, or at least one of them, of Chinese religious beliefs. I am still unpacking the metaphor laden discussion, but it has something to do with people in the Shang dynasty (thats people who allegedly lived in some part of today's China some 3500 years ago) comparing life and the mysteries of creation, change, and destruction with flowers and their constituent parts. Thus, I can now tell you what the pistil of a flower is called, in Chinese no less. I could also tell you what other parts are called, but I'd have to remember them in English first.

Last weekend I did happen to attend, with my budding journalist friends, Lauren and Soren, the Qinghua edition of 70th year celebrations of the Red Army. We marched into the indoor gym on campus, struggled to find the best seats (since so many were emtpy), and proceeded to hear a full orchestra and choir perform songs about the Long March, Mao Zhuxi (Chairman Mao to you), and how he k.o.'ed Jiang Jieshi (aka Chiang Kaishek). It was all very inspiring, except, none of us really understood the songs or the presenters. It was also sobering, it was, for those of us who aspire to some level of competency in this most enduring of languages, there lies a long road ahead.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Not so unencumbered after all...

After barring blogger for too long, China has reopened its doors. Which means I is back. No vengeance, but back all the same. And hopefully I shall ruminate as well in the near future.

In the meantime, am into the second module at IUP. Its painful, is intensive language. But we beat on...yada yada yada. Also trying to get my applications in on time. Which means generally busy. But managing to eat good food, most recent being Hakka, which is often an effective if short term substitute for all sorts of sins and misfortunes.

More shortly.