2019 year of the pig

2019一來到,某天發現舊區的兩家品店, 鋪天蓋地紅色貨物如花卉盛放,光明正大地提示大家農曆年就到! 紅色的不單是店舖,街邊檔寫揮春也生意滔滔!

a sudden blossom of red from the stores, on the streets, bravely remind us lunar new year of the pig is right around the corner, a week earlier than 2018, which sprinkle the locals a holiday spiritred

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l’europe animale – physiologie comique 2018

soulève un tempête entre des fetes, c’est exactement que je fais maintenant hahaha… les dernière semaines ont vu des débats et des chaos sur le brexit. par hasard il y a trois semaines, j’ai tombé sur une exposition à la city university of hong kong (cityu) , qui a ‘ANiMAL‘ comme thème. une copie de caricature parvient d’un musée en hollande se situe propre et centre du tout, un siècle plus tard!

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une pieuvre électrique qui est la cause des problèmes encore!

回來

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

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!
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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!