Kuomintang

Do Not Want Want

I’ve gradually come to think of the Want Want cracker as symbolic of my own political transitions.

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.

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 Primary category in which blog post is published

My Airport: Taoyuan International Airport

Taoyuan International Airport is an airport with identity issues.

Kuomintang Kitsch

“This is a home run to Mars!” (這是一支打上火星的全壘打!)

My Dictator, Chiang Kai-shek

In the Shadows of the Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial