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十月初 北緯四十九度的早晨秋風凜冽

巴士站逐漸人多起來

一輛明顯是改裝過的四驅車

發出劃破週日早上寧靜

霎時間兩個汽車防盜警鐘也和唱起來

中年婦應對着說製造噪音擾人清夢應為犯法

另邊箱一位穿得典雅像要往教堂上禮拜的女士

手法熟練地伸手到回收桶裡尋寶

吸煙少女跟我對望了一下笑了

其實拾荒者是浪費社會的生態清道夫

自我的扭曲價值觀還需要檢討

那後者就讓它成為我來年其中一個目標吧

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from capitalistic middle and uppper class hipster sh*t to civil disobedience rage.

So this has been a weekend loaded with activities I attended haphazrdly. The Kowloon City Bookfair, which is running its 6th annual leg, finally fit into my junky, over-the-head, boisterous music-by-the-habourfront weekend. Organised by young literary connoisseurs, back by a creativity-oriented high school, a think tank, etc., the bookfair is a mélange of talks, roundtables, flea market, mini-bookfair and a mini-concert. Free of charge to everybody, coarse but ever-evolving, it’s what this overcrowded and over-developped city needs if Hong Kong were to slow down and smell some roses, or fresh air!

Thanks to a random gift of kindness, I set foot in West Kowloon waterfront for Clockenflap, probably the last time in a while by the West Kowloon waterfront since constructions will be swung into actions in the coming years.

My previous impression of this “music festival” has been some gweilos replicating rock concerts spiced with burning man. Upon entering I was upset with the overfloated plastic recycle bin with all types of trash. A day later however, a politically charged performance by “my little airport” sort of eased my displeasure. Well, in a non-perfect world, room for improvement is the key!
books_n_veggies

sleep

clocken-junks

新春啟市

從前看看店鋪啟市的書法也是一件樂事,但現在大部分通告猶如填表格一樣,心想個別的商戶寫得多一點,假期也長一點,不知會否人情味多一點和傳統多一點???

大部分是政黨提供的“表格”,但最后一間書局的雖然不是什麼柳公權,但是比較“見得人”吧.

here come the horse 甲午年

甲午年又來了,希望不會發生中日大戰啦。
Here are couple of usual shots from the lunar new year flower market in town.

new chinese yuan era?

Is China entering entering the new taiwan dollar era? No, I ain’t asking for your defaction nor showing any signs of habouring one myself. The reference is with respect to the soaring food prices in the past few years. Certain alimentary necessities have increased the price by as much as 40% over a short period of two years. Even though salaries for the lower segments of society are climbing as well, I don’t think they match that of inflation or simple greed of merchants, big names or small neighbourhood store. My dirt-cheap vegetarian lunch box used to cost me 6¥ a year ago, now it costs 8¥. I wouldn’t even calculate for you the depressing mathematics, unless the increase is the interest rate they are paying me for my deposits at the bank, which ISN’T. Enough wishful thinking!

Photos: menu at this humble resto has few things to offer for less than 10¥, hence the New Taiwan Dollar reference.

Four Queens and a funeral

That was the post title I had in mind a year ago on 31 July 2012 when Gore Vidal took the elevator to heaven. The London Olympics were in full force and I remembered seeing Freddie Mercury (no, I wasn’t hallucinating), the Queen Elizabeth II and George Michael somewhere, somehow during the opening ceremonies. Mix that with Vidal and you know how the mathematics worked out.

I’ve watched more video interviews, documentaries on VIdal than I’ve read his books. Nevertheless, his wit and elegance perfused in the media forms by and about him. Here are some of his quotes.

Our state of affairs:

As societies grow decadent, the language grows decadent, too. Words are used to disguise, not to illuminate, action: you liberate a city by destroying it. Words are to confuse, so that at election time people will solemnly vote against their own interests.

On being a Queen perhaps:

Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn.

On democracy:

Apparently, a democracy is a place where numerous elections are held at great cost without issues and with interchangeable candidates.

and on Religion, from his Lowell Lecture at Harvard University, April 1992

The great unmentionable evil at the center of our culture is monotheism. From a barbaric Bronze Age text known as the Old Testament, three anti-human religions have evolved—Judaism, Christianity, and Islam. These are sky-god religions. They are, literally, patriarchal—God is the Omnipotent Father—hence the loathing of women for 2,000 years in those countries afflicted by the sky-god and his earthly male delegates. The sky-god is a jealous god, of course. He requires total obedience from everyone on earth, as he is not just in place for one tribe, but for all creation. Those who would reject him must be converted or killed for their own good. Ultimately, totalitarianism is the only sort of politics that can truly serve the sky-god’s purpose.

I really preferred this ONN particular Queen I wrote about among the four.

Vidal on corporate grip

Vidal on corporate grip

ces bottes sont faites pour marcher

en regardant le prémier ‘European Union Film Festival Online’ (in China), la mélodie d’ouverture de ‘Les bien-aimés’ a plié mon attention. Visuellement, rien semblait risqué.
En écoutant prudamment les paroles, les images ne correspondent exactement pas les mots car les hauts talons au lieu des bottes, parcourent l’écran

Je ne savais pas la chanson était une 2ème version d’une intépretation originale en anglais:

Chose certaine, la version anglaise la plus récente par Jessica Simpson, même si le duo avec le légendaire Willie Nelson garnit dedans, n’est capable effaçer la saleté si présente!

Newbies aren’t necessarily better than the oldies. I had no idea that Nancy Sinatra had this number in the Sixties that looks so seductive after almost half a century, even though she looked way more matured than what I digged up about the record producer had in mind. Nevertheless, one CAN’T show more legs if the girls are at least clothed. Something so racy got tuned down or even sounded light-heartedly innocent in the French version, if you neglect the lyrics. The Jessica Simpson version, which I learnt about only thru google and youtube, could help psychology students to research on modernity, (de/over)-sensitisation, and perhaps, perversion in our days! The boots must not be working that well!

la Première Ministre du Québec

魁北克大選,之前往後發生了兩件獨立但可能微妙地相關的事情。後者更導致一人死亡!代表魁人黨的Pauline Marois成為魁北克第一位女總理這一里程碑給暴力事件蓋上灰灰帽子。

一晚上兩個看似喝醉了的法語裔人騷擾幾個路過青年,說著“你說法語嗎?”,當然加上不少粗口。

另一邊廂,魁人黨贏了省選舉後的後任省長演說時…唉!

發生了兩個帶著民族(還是語言)注意的衝突事件,希望魁北克不會墮落成美國一樣有各樣極端主意又危險的police state。

Deux incidents isolés capturés en vidéo ont guillemeté des élections du Québec 2012. Ce moment historique, d’avoir élu la PREMIÈRE FEMME Première Ministre du Québec, a été noirci par un ‘attentat’ comme surnommé dans plusieurs média francophones. La tension linguistique? Ou plutôt d’autres problèmes caches qui ne disparaissent jamais, font-ils une barrière pour un Québec calme, joli et covivial?

風之狂傲七月篇

我在上世紀九十年代開始有約二十年的光景以香港以外為家。2012年可算是留港較長的日子。正因如此,廿年來只錯過一次十號風球。也許時間沖淡了我對自然災害的警覺性。看見從書展(不)匆忙離開的人群,抑或是街道上連綿不絕的候車人龍,初時大家也估計不到會吹正十號風球。

plein de gens等巴士的人真多啊!

plein de gens等巴士的人真多啊!

a glimpse of the typhoon through the glass at the largest exhibition venue in the heart of HK

a glimpse of the typhoon through the glass at the largest exhibition venue in the heart of HK

a glimpse of the typhoon through the glass at the largest exhibition venue in the heart of HK

小時候還會『掛』風球的,現在大概有需要的能從網絡的twitter,rss等更新到電腦或手機上。我能夠從天文台的網站『記錄』下十號信號的圖像,想若問二十年前的人,必會覺得匪夷所思。

No. 10 typhoon signal, only the third time in the past 30 years

No. 10 typhoon signal, only the third time in the past 30 years

令人心痛的是颱風過後的幾星期,大大小小連根拔起的樹木,吹遍滿地的樹枝和落葉,所謂十年樹木,百年樹人。要補充失去的樹木不知要幾多光景。

debris everywhere in town

debris everywhere in town