Yeouido, South Korea ii

i like to go for short walks in the city in the morning. it's not as hot in the morning. there are twenty four hour restaurants with korean style maki rolls. it's only a 1.50 for a roll. ten or more makis. I ask the older worker if she slept well. she sarcastically replies that she didn't in a singsong voice.

America has become really weird or perhaps I have ignored America for a while. At church, they don't mind condescension at all, but sarcasm is seen as some sort of vice. sarcasm is just reverse condescension with a bite of anger.

i walks down to a river. there are fish there. i want my son daniel to go fishing there...

i was really getting tired of America. or perhaps it was the Northeast. the repressed animosity between the sexes, the stupid discussions equating flirtation with sexual harassment. Puritanism in language and stripping down language to about 1000 words. i suppose this is democratic, but i don't think anyone is happy.

the irish political base in america is for the displacement of english power, but none of the irish know what they will do afterward. the irish will fight fight fight and they don't really care if they win or not.

i don't know. over some time, i realized that there are probably some people who work 24 hours a day in america finishing up all the work other people left behind and don't get paid much for it.

brilliant minds spends hours and hours trying to figure out the exact right interest rate and mortgage rate and then flipflop.

i'm sick of america. i feel like i'm talking to brick walls, people who know everyone in power and know all the angles and have diversified themselves enough to shut out all outsiders.

i'm glad to be in south korea.