Caveat: 폭력을 당해서 이 회사를 떠나고 싶습니다


pictureI have been intending to write this blog entry longer than any other unwritten blog entry.

The story behind it is that maybe 4 years ago, I ran across a book in a bookstore entitled Quick and Easy Korean for Migrant Workers. Of course, my interest in immigration policy combined with my interest in the Korean language made the book a guaranteed “win.”

I was prompted to write this entry now, after so many years of having it just beyond my consciousness in the back of my mind, because I’d pulled the book off my shelf to show to my brother Andrew, who is visiting.

After spending some time with the book, I discovered some really revelatory and interesting phrases. Of all of the worst of these phrases, however, this phrase, from page 82 (image below right), takes the cake. I remember very hard and yet bittersweet laughter because of reading this 4 years ago.

폭력을         당해서          
pok-ryeok-eul dang-hae-seo    
violence-OBJ  experience-CAUSE
이    회사를       떠나고     싶습니다

i    hoe-sa-reul tteo-na-go sip-seup-ni-da
this company-OBJ leave-CONN want-FORMAL
I want to leave this company because I have experienced violence.

pictureI rather like the poetic version given by the googletranslate, too (although like most of googletranslate’s oeuvre, it is incoherent): “Five people I’d like to leave the company of violence.”

Or as the book translates it: I want to leave this company because I was beaten.
This is a sorry commentary on the state of migrant labor in Korea. Foreigners working in the hagwon and EFL biz don’t really realize that we are truly elites, no matter how badly we are treated.

 

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Caveat: Façades

I awoke from an evaporating dream-scene.

I had taken the light-rail to the University of Minnesota. That places the dream in a hypothetical future, as the light-rail line going through campus is still under construction as far as I know, and certainly was never a feature of getting to the U that was a part of my experience of it in the 80’s and 90’s.

I stood on the Mall facing Northrup Auditorium, and it was a hot, overcast, humid day just as we have been experiencing here in Seoul. I began to look around more carefully. The campus seemed weirdly deserted. Was it a holiday?

Then I noticed that the Walker Library looked strange. I went closer, and realized it was just a “false front” – like those buildings made for Hollywood movie sets that have only the façade and nothing behind. Looking around, all the buildings were like that.

Looking back toward Northrup, I saw that it, too, was a false front. And so I walked up the stairs and tried to peer around to see what was behind.

What I saw was a breathtakingly beautiful although modestly sized Korean Buddhist temple, the doors wide open and a golden Buddha gazing down. A single monk sat inside the temple, in meditation.

I awoke then and everything dissolved as fiction, like at the end of Garcia Marquez’s 100 Years of Solitude.

Below, a web image found of Northrup, looking toward it from near the front of Walker Library, I would estimate. Northrup is on the left.

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Also, this image of a Buddha inside a temple (from 법륜사, taken by me last September).

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Caveat: return from the riceless wilderness

This evening, I returned from my riceless wilderness, and ate rice – not Korean style, though.

Instead, I made my peculiar “Italian stir fry” where I started with some onions and lots of garlic and oregano and basil, stir fried it in some canola, added brocolli with some precooked rice that was getting long in tooth in the rice cooker, then a dollop of red sauce. It is a bit like what Americans call Spanish rice. The red sauce held the rice grains together making them easier to eat.

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Caveat: ICU Blogged

I have finally given up my perfectionism and hit the publish button on 6 blog entries dated from July 4th through July 6th, which cover my time in the ICU after my major surgery. I may return and “touch up” some of the writing on these entries, or add some deep thought or insight if one occurs to me, but from here on they are public.

Even before the surgery it had been my intention to blog that period of time, but of course having such limited access to “the world” while in the ICU, and only fragments and scraps of paper to work with afterward, has meant that it’s been a kind “retroblogging” effort where I reconstruct my feelings and experiences of the time.

I had harbored some ambitions to cover some very deep topics, because it was an epiphanic time, and very intense (Intensive Care Unit, right?). But there’s only so much I can put together, now.

Just know that it was near the top of my list of intense experiences in my life, and utterly mind-blowing. Nor were the epiphanies merely transitory – I am confident they will grow and branch as true epiphanies do, throughout the rest of my life.

ICU First Shift / Joy

ICU Second Shift / Gratitude

ICU Third Shift / Hermitage

ICU Fourth Shift / Lucidity

ICU Fifth Shift / Suffering

ICU Sixth Shift / Kindness

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