Kuomintang

The Dried Mango Strips of National Doom

The most kiang election in Taiwanese history.

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