Articles By Brian Hioe
In defense of wenqing (文青)
It strikes me as sad that some haven’t seen what should be obvious.
Hong Kong, Taiwan’s Other
I sometimes think of the activist world as being like the jianghu of Chinese-language martial arts novels.
A bar with no name
Pub was unique in that it never closed until the last customer left, as a result of which it was routinely open until 6:00 or 7:00 a.m.
The Dogs I See Around
I spend a lot of time thinking about cute animals, a way to cope with the nullity of contemporary existence.
Telling Stories About Xinjiang From The Outside
In the absence of concrete facts, frightful rumors flourish.
Post-Apocalypse Election Blues
I'd find myself riding a bus with a friend's giant face on the side of it—a disconcerting feeling.
My Airport: Taoyuan International Airport
Taoyuan International Airport is an airport with identity issues.
All That Exists Melts Into 7-Eleven
I think I'm the only person I know who has ever tried 7-Eleven bubble tea.
TPE-JFK
I’ve become increasingly aware of how much of my reputation in Taiwan is built on the knowledge of my New York upbringing.
