Remember the PULSE Nightclub shooting?

As my entire family except maybe my younger brother voted Trump and now witnesses the aftermath, I am having a hard time pulling it together.  Last night, I dared to mention Clinton’s Methodist faith, and Mom’s only reply was “Where in the Bible does it say to kill babies?” Ohhh, my friends.  The irony.  The problem is that I could crush her.  I could bring up the myriad of verses that talk about gluttony and gossip and ask why the American church doesn’t try to litigate against that.  And, of course, information is a problem.  Knowledge is power, and as … Continue reading Remember the PULSE Nightclub shooting?

Men are stupid.* Love is a b*tch. And I might be one, too.

* Some of them.  I also have some very nice, smart friends and family members who are male. This post is not about them. A couple of weekends ago, I was able to meet up with someone new to Beijing, a friend of a friend who is starting a really cool business here. He is 25, several years younger than me, and the whole talk reminded me how dumb we are in our mid-twenties. It turns out that this very nice young man had fallen in love with a friend of a friend, formed a long-distance relationship, and just met … Continue reading Men are stupid.* Love is a b*tch. And I might be one, too.

On Narcissism, Sociopaths and Gone Girl

Last night, I finally watched the film based on the best-selling novel. I’d heard enough horror stories about the dark content of the tale to actually be underwhelmed, but felt the whole thing delightfully disturbing. Kind of like the ending of a Criminal Minds episode from this past season, when (spoiler alert!) a Manchurian Candidate kind of guy goes to his psycho mom for advice after she tries to kill his wife. Or, you know, like the two years I was married, except not as delightful, more disturbing, and generally hellacious (of course, my former partner didn’t kill anyone. Just … Continue reading On Narcissism, Sociopaths and Gone Girl

On beautiful and ignorant people

This morning as I left the subway station around 9:30 (because my job is awesome), I saw one of those stunning women like from the movies–the ones you don’t think can exist in real life.  She was around 5 feet 10, stunningly slim but still curvy, and had a bright red sheath dress on with black heels and sunglasses.  As she gazed about, looking alert, checking her phone every few seconds, she looked exactly like one of those women in the Bond films, save for one thing: the time.  Very few cocktail parties run by ruthless terrorists occur at 10 … Continue reading On beautiful and ignorant people

Not to be confused with upright conduct (高行), which is not the point.

高 兴, or gāoxīng (in Pinyin), is Chinese for “happy,” and my initials are A.J.  Voíla! I currently live in China and generally like to be happy, like most of humanity. I’ve been kitsching about this whole idea for awhile, but have been somewhat unhappy because I’ve been hiding my thoughts on my laptop.  For years.  I mean, I published some nice, cute posts about travel or paying down debt–things which occasionally hit high points–but for the most part, I haven’t said much worth sharing. I grew up in a conservative, evangelical home, and after my parents divorced, I threw … Continue reading Not to be confused with upright conduct (高行), which is not the point.