The most kiang election in Taiwanese history.
On the difficulties of organizing an artist/activist event space in Taiwan
I’ve gradually come to think of the Want Want cracker as symbolic of my own political transitions.
This hair salon auntie also seemed like a somewhat unreliable narrator.
I felt somewhat stupid as I said all this. No, this doctor wouldn’t understand.
The dangers inherent in protests and clashes with the police are offset by this strange utopian element.
The anti-gay groups prevailed, but even with all their money they were notably ridiculous and inept.
We develop our own coping rituals.
I don’t have blind faith that the Han bubble will suddenly implode and people will wake up and smell the roses.