Sweet sorrow

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

The board in the dining hall at Toji Cultural Centre where we indicate when and which meals we're having for the week so the cook knows how much food to prepare.
The board in the dining hall at Toji Cultural Centre where we indicate when and which meals we’re having for the week so the cook knows how much food to prepare.

While on my way to Incheon Airport from Wonju yesterday, “The Long and Winding Road” by The Beatles started playing on the radio the moment the journey began.

I was amused at the aptness of the song, but doubly amused at the fact that when I took the express bus from Incheon to Wonju, the song that started off my journey was “Drive” by The Cars.

Who decides these coincidental things?

A juryeonggu: http://gyeongjulove.blogspot.kr/2011/06/casting-14-sided-juryeonggu-anapji.html
A juryeonggu: http://gyeongjulove.blogspot.kr/2011/06/casting-14-sided-juryeonggu-anapji.html

Things I will miss:

The people

The walks

The weather

All bundled up.
All bundled up.

The flora

Cherry blossoms in spring.
Cherry blossoms in spring.

The fauna

My two favourite dogs which we see from time to time when we take our post-meal walks.
My two favourite dogs which we see from time to time when we take our post-meal walks.

The food

Korean fried rice with assorted dishes.
Korean fried rice with assorted dishes.

The alcohol

Two of my favourite Korean alcoholic drinks – bokbunjaju (복분자주) and baeksaeju (백세주).
Two of my favourite Korean alcoholic drinks – bokbunjaju (복분자주) and baeksaeju (백세주).

The history

The culture

Memorial service for Park Kyung Ni, author of Toji and founder of the Toji Cultural Centre.
Memorial service for Park Kyung Ni, author of Toji and founder of the Toji Cultural Centre.

The parties

노래방 (noraebang) or karaoke/KTV in Korea.
노래방 (noraebang) or karaoke/KTV in Korea.

The language

A lingerie shop in Hongdae.
A lingerie shop in Hongdae.

And many, many more things too numerous to name.

Thank you, Toji Cultural Centre, Korea and the friends I’ve made for making this experience one of the defining moments of my life.

Till we meet again.

Highlights of the Korea Bromance Tour 2013

Juxtaposition between a pig/cow and a stone statue.

So Prem Vadiveloo and I took a little bromantic trip around Korea together last weekend.

Well, not around Korea per se; we only managed Seoul and Gyeongju.

Anyway, these are the highlights of our tour:

  1. In Seoul: Calling hotel reception to ask for a kettle, only to be told emphatically, “Kettle is NO!”
  2. In Gyeongju: Asking where to buy shampoo, only to be directed to… a dildo shop. Did they sell shampoo? No.
  3. In Gyeongju: Walking down the road from the dildo shop, chancing upon a place that potentially offers sex services and popping our heads in to take a look, only to be immediately told, “No!” (complete with Ultraman sign).
  4. In Gyeongju: Ordering bibimbap and specifically saying “채식주의자 (chaesigjuuija; vegetarian)” and “No 고기 (gogi; meat)”, only to be given bibimbap with surprise beef – raw and grilled – hiding under the egg. Repeating “chaesigjuuija” while pointing at myself and having the server remove the raw beef and dump it in Prem’s bowl. Attempting to also transfer grilled beef to Prem’s bowl, only for server to insist that I eat the grilled beef… ergo, vegetarian is No?

To clarify, the shampoo was for Prem – not me.

But all in all, a good learning experience in terms of imbibing Korean culture, Korean history, Korean beef and Korean rejection.

Thoughts from Indonesia: employment and productivity.

I went to Jakarta in March for a short break.

While waiting for my sister to finish her shopping, I jotted down some notes on my phone using Evernote.

It would’ve remained in Evernote were it not for this article which echoed what I wrote.

This is an expanded version of my thoughts.

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Why are there more salespeople/sellers than shoppers?

For every one shopper around, there are five salespeople standing around not doing anything.

And this isn’t an isolated incident – I’ve seen it happening in almost every shopping mall I’ve gone to (and I’ve gone to quite a number, no thanks to sister dearest).

It’s the same for the roadside hawkers, the bazaar stall-holders and the security guards, to name a few professions that have a multitude of workers.

I’m no economist, so my analysis may have some flaws.

But I think there are a number of factors for the scenario I’ve outlined above, namely: the Indonesian population size, employment rates, the lack of a minimum wage and a lack of training.

For one, there are so many people in Indonesia (imagine MRT crowds during rush hour – but for the whole day) that they’re employed to do the most menial of labour.

For example, the security guards at the apartment of my sister’s friend (whom we stayed with) doubled up as gate-openers and barrier-lifters.

And the bus conductors (on the one harrowing bus ride we took) doubled up as safety- and security-ensurers, door-openers and stop-announcers.

But aren’t these jobs that can be done easily with technology and maybe one person, at most, to operate the technology?

Now I’m not exactly advocating that human beings be replaced by machines, but if you think about it logically, a shift toward technological replacements is one of the solutions to a decreasing population.

But back to my point: why are the Indonesians not making use of technology to do this work so that their people can be more productive and/or utilised more effectively?

Perhaps it’s political – that is, to make sure that everyone is employed, or unemployment rates are low, people are employed en masse to do these jobs.

The corollary of this: three to five people are paid on one person’s wage. This depresses wages and reduces their collective standard of living.

And if this practice of frivolous employment is allowed to go on unchecked, there is little incentive for companies to invest in technology to increase productivity.

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At the same time, there are so many people concentrated in just a few occupations – the roadside hawkers are the most obvious, because they are EVERYWHERE.

You might argue: hey, demand and supply, man. The market will decide whether or not these phatties stay in business.

Ok sure. But if the roadside hawker goes out of business, what other options does he have? Be a bus conductor, a security guard or sell clothes at bazaars?

Which means that if the Indonesian government doesn’t do these three things:

  • Institute a minimum wage so that employers are forced to employ lesser people and utilise more productive methods instead,
  • Invest in technology to increase productivity, and
  • Conduct proper training so that workers can be employed in a multitude of jobs,

the poor Indonesians are never going to escape from this vicious cycle of low wages and a low quality of life.

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Sadly, this issue of employment, low wages and productivity is happening in Singapore too.

It’s most obvious in the construction and services industry in Singapore; Alex Au has written a post about this before.

What’s worse is that people are actually brought in from overseas to work as construction labourers and service staff.

“But Singaporeans don’t want to do these jobs!” – that’s the oft-quoted argument that Singaporeans themselves have unwittingly bought into because it’s been repeated so many times.

If you’re one of these Singaporeans, let me tell you a story.

Back in university, when we’d spend our time sleeping all day and staying up all night, one of the truth or dare games we’d play while drinking was “How much would you have to be paid to do x?”

Where x, of course, is something that the people at the table would be most disinclined to do.

One of the most hotly-discussed Xs was “butt sex with a guy”; all the guys at the table then were/are heterosexual, so our preferences have never been to have butt sex with men (but we have no prejudice against anyone who is open to this idea).

As the question went around the table, and the answers ran the gamut from $1000 to “You pay me how much also I will never do it!”, one of the guys weighed in with his expert opinion on the subject.

“$100,” he intoned in a low voice.

There was a brief silence before we all broke out into laughter.

“Very low lei!” someone else said. “Are you sure you’d be doing this unwillingly or not?”

My point of the story is this: anyone can be bought for a price.

If you pay someone enough to do something – where “enough” is enough from her or his perspective – she or he will do it.

So the amount you pay to someone to get her or him to work for you will translate into the numbers of and the quality of people you get.

But isn’t that what we’ve known all along, especially in the case of political salaries in Singapore?