Always the anthropologist, I find myself intrigued by the graffiti that the school’s students leave on desktops. My Korean is much too poor, and my knowledge of Korean pop/youth culture too limited, to make sense of of what’s written, but I nevertheless wonder. And occasionally I get paranoid and think, oh, they’re writing bad things about me. Or one of the other teachers. And maybe they are. But mostly, I’m sure, it has nothing to do with anything but the tribal fascinations of youth, as expressed in graffiti anywhere.