Saturday, December 27, 2014

Fun in New England

I left my college campus in 22 Dec 2014 and arrived Boston, MA at about 2200. I finally reunited with my first host mother whom she talked me a lot about getting a job in the United States and some interesting knowledge regarding 'military views' and 'civilian views.' A moment I finally met all of the members of this host family was the next following day.

Of course, I have to mention that I was very surprised and glad to see my younger brother, Henry improved himself a lot. His performances and control of himself has significantly increased. Even more, I know that he loves to play LEGO. Last time I saw him, he could barely make anything out of random parts. However, now he can create what he wants with his imagination. I am very proud of him and shocked that such a kid gets smarter and smarter every time I meet him. One day, he may surpass my abilities I am afraid :)

So, It has been four days in New Hampshire. Today, we went on an adventure to take a scenery pictures of light houses on east coast. Host mother, who drove which means holding might to make decisions, drove to a light house where she visited before. However, unlike the previous time, the light house blocked the parking lot, making her unable to park. Thus, we decided to have a little adventure to find a different light house. We ended up finding two light houses on an island. Although we could not go in to the island, but look! A twin light house! How great is that? We had such wonderful time there. It was great to smell the scent of Atlantic ocean.

After that, we went to Woodman's at Essex, MA. It is a well-known restaurant in the area. I had some 'Jumbo Shrimp Fries' which was fantastic. I spent a bit of time to play with Henry while waiting for the others to bring ordered foods. It was such great day. I cannot wait to have a even better day tomorrow.

I am attaching a few pictures I took.
These pictures were taken at Cape Ann Light Station of Rockport, MA.

Pic. 1. View from Rocks
Pic. 2. Scene of sun set
Pic. 3. Two twin light houses viewed from rocks
Pic. 4. Panorama shot from rocks. One light house disappeared
due while processing Panorama shooting.

Thursday, December 18, 2014

South Korea Constitution Court Orders Dissolution of Pro-North Korea Party

Pic. 1. The President of the Constitutional Court announcing the judgement
In December 18th, 2014, South Korea's constitutional court ordered the dissolution of a leftist political party named Tonghab-jinbo hounded by claims of pro-North Korea  views. The court came to the conclusion with eight ayes and one nay on this matter. It is very rare for a democratic government to dissolute a political party.

Pic. 2. The bottom slide says "The party's liberal democracy is similar to
North Korea's anti-South Korea revolutionary strategy."
The party was contently suspected for having ideologies and members of supporting North Korean style socialist systems and ultimately posing a threat to liberal democracy and sovereignty of South Korea. 
Pic 3. Sukgi Lee, a member of Tonghab-jinbo Party, being transported.
The request to fully investigate this political party came in November 2014, when Sukgi Lee, a member of this party was arrested and accused for allegedly plotting rebellions and terrorism to overthrow the South Korean government in the event on the Korean Peninsula.

Pic. 4. A TV screen capture saying "Tonghab-jinbo Part dissoluted!
Legal dissolution of party for the first time in the Constitutional government."
This disbanded leftist party was founded in late 2011 with a merge of several progressive labor and liberal parties. As the dissolution of this party was announced, the party now faces the following orders:
  • All five lawmakers of this party are to be deprived of their seats
    • There will be an another election for these empty seats
  • The party no longer exists anymore.
  • All remaining governmental budgets and party's properties must be returned.
  • All bank accounts for this party is now on seize.
  • No similar political parties can be organized.
Pic. 5. Overly excited conservative patriots
On the other hands, majority of people opposing to this decision claims that such decision may can harm South Korean democracy since it does not guarantee the activities of citizens' political activities. However, the court says liberal democracy cannot be destroyed by the enemies hiding in the shadow of it. In addition, the court provided the exemplary case of Germany in 1952 which ordered dissolution of Nazism-like political party.

Friday, December 12, 2014

My father said do not get involved in politics

He said it is just not a right time for me to get involved.
I do not have any major influences and effects even if I speak up now. Rather, he said I should study more and once reach the position where I have major influences over the people, then that is the time to get involved in politics.

Often I want to speak up about the politics eagerly. However I do not. Because he is right, Right now I need to study not caring about the politics.

If young people like I am try to get involved in the politics already, then the nation may cannot carry out its policies. Right now my duty is to do what I need to do as a student while leaving the political issues and duties to my father's generation.

I trust and respect my father.
He was always right.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

My Life Story of Religion

This article will be quite interesting. I am going to talk about how my points of views on the religions have changed.

To start, I will first introduce my family's religion. My family believes in Buddhism even before the born of me. I am sure my family believes it because of my parents. As I know, my father and mother are both had grown up from devout Buddhism families. According to them, they often went to the Buddhist temple a few times a month. Also, both of them believed in supernatural things from Buddhism. For example, my family has a Buddhism talisman on the house door which is believed to keep the demons and evils out of the house. Also, My father has a bundle of silk threads in his car which is believed to keep the car safe as well as my father. Likewise, my family believed in somewhat supernatural things. My brother had his own Buddhism talisman given from mother who thought it will give him safer and happier life for a particular year.

Even though my family believed in such supernatural religions, we were really not so 'crazy' about it. When I was young--I am talking about when I was about 10 years old--whenever the school ends, I could see a group of people gathered around in front of the school main gate. They were handing out some kind of flyers with candies. They were Christians wheedling the young innocent child to join their church.

One day, I gave them my home phone number. Well, I was trying to avoid them to bother me around but was too kind to simply deny them. I was thinking to give them the home phone number first and ignore them. However, I realized how they were very persistent. They literally called everyday. My poor innocent mother had to deal with that because of my stupid mistake and innocence. I became more and more cruel and brutal, gaining skills on how to deal with these looters realizing how the society is full of vice. I became a bellicose student who decisively defied all Christian's attacks.

You see, Korean Christianity is somewhat corrupted at least I think, because they do not pay any taxation to the government while earning quite a lot of money by giving sweet talks to a few people saying that Jesus will save them whatever. This is why there are so many Christian churches in South Korea. When I was young, I enjoyed to go up the rooftop and look outside even though it was a little bit scary. I could see normal things that anyone would see if they go up to the rooftop but plus one to that scenery. I could also see about five to seven red LED crosses on the top of buildings. Those were the Christian churches showing where they are and making people to believe in Jesus more and more. Whenever I went up to the rooftop and saw those, I thought Jesus did not bestow ever living eternities on those Korean Christianities but one giant cemetery.

Pic. 1. red LED crosses on the building.
This kind of buildings are everywhere in Korea
Anyway, I was not interested in any Christian temptations at all. They were giving away some candies and told the kids to come out to the church on every Sunday to have some nice snacks. I still remember them saying come to the church to see The Prince of Egypt movie. I was told from my parents that I should not get involved into any that kind of Christianity. I think it was a smart idea to stay away from them. If I did, I cannot imagine how much of time and money I may wasted to those looters.

Of course, my parents influenced me to stay away from the Christians. However, I always did not care about the religion. I considered myself as a Buddhist more like just in order to keep Christianity away from me.

Christians sometimes visited people's house to talk about Jesus Christ. They were so tenacious and skillful on speaking, it was just impossible to cast them out. Once, my father came back to home in the morning after passing night at work. While he was sleeping, a Christian came to the house and knocked the door to pass out 'the words of Jesus.' Extremely tired and exhausted, my father was so infuriated and shouted them to get lost. As you can see, Christians had crossed the line and started to intrude people's life. This is why my family did not accept any Christians at all. At least, in Korean situation, believing Buddhism was better than believing Christianity. So, no religion for me even when I was young although my family somewhat believed in Buddhism very lightly.

Meanwhile, I made a couple of new friends in middle school. One of them was a devout Catholic and the other one of them was running a Christian church and his father was minister. I had no problem at all being friend with them. Rather, we had pretty good relationship and still continued. It was my ever first time to visit Christian church and Catholic church after I became a friend with them. But my perspective on religion did not change at all.

In 2011 August, I moved to New Hampshire, U.S. to study abroad. I met a giving and sophisticated family and of course, my brother. They, for the first time in my life other than my parents, influenced my religion. Host mother influenced me a lot toward her Capitalism beliefs. Eventually, I started to become a fan of Ayn Rand like she was. I read couple of books not during staying with her family but after that. Thus, the time I actually started to discuss more about Ayn Rand's philosophies was next year. However, slowly she still influenced me toward 'not believing god' just by living with them.

In 2012 August, I transferred to a Catholic High School in Kansas City, Missouri. This event totally strengthened my belief on religion. Yes, Catholic school. All students were required to attend a mass about once a month. I was surprised at how Catholic mass was so holly and sacred. The music and the process were sincere fresh shock to me. Soon, I wanted to know deeper inside of Catholicism. So, that is how I met Fr. Joe Laramie, S.J. the Director of Patrol Ministry of my school. I could not have so much time with him to talk about my thoughts though. However, the day came. On the retreat day, I had enough time to talk about my thoughts to him. He gave me a bible and other things to start life as a Catholic. I did what he said. I read bible, tried to talk to god, praised every morning and night. Well, I was not so sure though. After about a week, I went to see him to make things clear.

You see, I was really interested to be a Catholic. But, I just could not understand him saying "believe in him." I just could not see him, hear him, smell him, and feel him. Father asked me to imagine and embrace him. But I even do not know if god is there! I had a long conversation with him about believing in Catholic and made my conclusion after about a month: there was no such shit. I apologized father and confessed that I may never be able to become a Catholic. He understood and blessed me that I will live through this long adventure without obstacles.

I considered myself as an agnostic. But, after my attempt to become a Catholic, I found myself has absolutely no belief toward god. There is no such thing exists! Am I supposed to believe something that I even do not know if it exists or not? HA! I came to the conclusion that I will live as an atheist, who does NOT believe in god. Rather, I will believe in my integrity.

"This god, this one word: I." (Ayn Rand, Anthem)

"They claim that they perceive a mode of being superior to your existence on this earth. The mystics of spirit call it “another dimension,” which consists of denying dimensions. The mystics of muscle call it “the future,” which consists of denying the present. To exist is to possess identity. What identity are they able to give to their superior realm? They keep telling you what it is not, but never tell you what it is. All their identifications consist of negating: God is that which no human mind can know, they say—and proceed to demand that you consider it knowledge—God is non-man, heaven is non-earth, soul is non-body, virtue is non-profit, A is non-A, perception is non-sensory, knowledge is non-reason. Their definitions are not acts of defining, but of wiping out." (Galt’s Speech, For the New Intellectual, 148)

I came to this with my sole decision. I believed in Buddhism to defy the Korean Christianity, but then I became an agnostic after I got to know my host mother and Ayn Rand, and eventually I became an atheist after my attempt to become a Catholic. For your information, I am not an atheist because I support homosexuality--sometimes people ask if I am homo for being an atheist. NO! Please well why, I despise homosexuality. Disgusting, please.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Why you don't want The Pledge of Allegiance?

I am from South Korea and studied abroad in the U.S. public high school. At my first ever class in the U.S. high school, my U.S. History teacher asked everyone to stand up for the Pledge of Allegiance. Of course, I did not know what it was but realized very soon.

"I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God,indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."

I still remember this thing! Some people say doing this seems so weird. Why do they even think it is weird? They say that a lot of foreign students from different countries may feel this is uncomfortable. What I am thinking is different.

Those foreign students also do such thing in their school. As far as I know, they do it too to arouse patriotism in them. For example, in my homeland, South Korea, I did the pledge of allegiance when I was in elementary school. We did it on every Monday at the beginning of the class. I still remember what we said:

"나는 자랑스런 태극기 앞에 자유롭고 정의로운 대한민국의 무궁한 영광을 위하여 충성을 다할것을 굳게 맹세합니다."

The above Korean version of pledge of Allegiance basically says that I will obey to my nation in front of my nation's flag.

I did this too when I was in the school. I feel this needs to be expanded to everyday and for all schools. When I did the Pledge of Allegiance in the U.S. school, although I am not a citizen of the U.S., I was very glad to pledge. I did not pledge something at all for four years after my graduation of elementary school. The Pledge of Allegiance is not something shameful. Rather, it is very respectful and honorable.

I found that some people say the word 'god' in the Pledge of Allegiance is the reason for denying it. I am an atheist. I do not believe that there is a god. That is why I am not writing 'God' but 'god.' However, I still did the Pledge of Allegiance. I will do it if someone ask me to do it. I am an atheist not a stupid asshole.

Do the Pledge of Allegiance.

My Life Story of the U.S. Air Force base

My father has worked at the U.S. Air Force base in South Korea. My family often had such a wonderful time at the base. Because it was so exotic. I spent my almost entire life in South Korea with 'Korean influence.' However, the U.S. Air Force was very distinguished from South Korea. All buildings, entertainments, foods, and even the road signs were different. I think I was very satisfied with that novel atmosphere I could find. Actually, this U.S. Air Force base's address is registered as the domain of the U.S.

Pic. 1 Sunset in the base at near Popeye's.
You really cannot see anything 'military confidence.' Don't even try.
As I said, my father works there. The soldiers working at the base had privilege which their family members can enter the base. I had my own ID card, and also my brother and mother did. We really never entered the base unless my father could take us there. Other than that, I am quite sure that I was the only one who entered the base by myself without my father. After showing my ID card at the guard post, I could get in the base. Now these days I heard entering the base is more difficult. Sometimes they deny all civilians, even if they are the family members of soldiers, all the time.

However, I still remember what I did at that base. Especially driving around the runway was the best. What a rapture at that time. A few of my friends envied me for the ID card. But, the only chance they can get in was 'Open base,' which was an open event thing for all civilians with exhibition of all the military vehicles and air show. Because of this huge event, my friends asked me if they can go. It was open to the civilians too, but still sometimes the gate guards denied a few people for not bringing legit identity card. We were only middle school students. The only ID cards we had was student ID card, which was not really effective. However, I had the official military ID card issued from the base. Well, yes I eventually brought my friends to the base, entering with my ID cards for three of us.

Pic. 2 In front of F-15 at Open base, Oct 8, 2010
The left one is me. 
I was surprised to see all dinning centers in the base for the first couple times. However, later on I marveled at all educational facilities in the base. The base had starting from preschool to high school. I really wanted to visit one of those educational facilities. However, I was simply not so brave enough to do so. Because I did not want to tress pass any places in the base. Even my father told me not to do anything suspicious--I was an obedient kid. However, I went to a library in the base anyway. There was a sign saying non-U.S. citizen cannot enter. But, I think I could not see that sign. A librarian was not really bothered at all or maybe did not expect that I was not a citizen. Anyway, I went into the library. That was my ever first time to be surrounded by English literature and books. I was very excited to read a few of the books but figured too hard. So I moved to the elementary book section and read just couple books. Since I did not want to bother someone and felt like I was not supposed to be in the library, I left. I remember that there were about three U.S. soldiers using computers there. I think the librarian said something when I was leaving but cannot remember.

Pic. 3 Middle School in the base, Oct 31, 2010
Now, I do not need to go into the base to feel the air of the U.S. anymore, because I am in the U.S. now. However, I still sometimes want to go into the base. The base has its own features and interests that are not in the homeland. I heard that I cannot no longer enter the base even with the ID card. Actually, my father took all the cards away and destroyed. Now inside of the base only remains in my memory. But, I am sincerely looking forward to work part time job in the base or serve Korean Air Force in this U.S. Air Force base.

I will look forward to enter this place again where all of my childhood memories remain.

Monday, December 1, 2014

My Life Story of Drawing

Please refer to my previous post, My Life Story of Hobbies and Interests. It shows my majority of hobbies including drawing. Meanwhile, this post will go  more details regarding my drawing hobby.

I am a really fortunate person, succeeded my father's drawing skill. If I have to explain the reason for my drawing skill, my father is the only reason I can give. My parents realized my such innate talent quite fast, but neither of them wanted me to pursue my future to the field of art. I did not want that anyway. Although I was young, I knew earning money was important to live in society. Therefore, I decided to become a designer or architect if I must step into the field of art.

Until my elementary school, I enjoyed drawing architectural buildings and military vehicles. Western style houses, apartments, and others were easy to draw but also had variety of changes. This type of drawing enlarged my creativity. Because it was a drawing, I did not have to follow any rules. Drawing military vehicles worked exact same way. I did not have to draw a same already existing vehicles. I simply created ones, combining a lot of parts I remember from other drawings. Mixing all the pictures of vehicles on a paper was a rapture. I dreamed about driving such tanks; I dreamed about living in such houses.

My father and mother acknowledged that my skill needed to improve. Especially, my father wanted me to. I think he wanted to help his son to achieve something that he could not when he was young. When he was young, his dream was to become an artist; even he was accepted to the best art school in South Korea; however, he could not enroll because of finance problem. Often, he looked at my drawings and corrected a few parts. I tried to follow his lead, but it was hard. Especially, he accused me for using a ruler when I draw. Drawing a straight lines was the most difficult part for me, and I had used a ruler for drawing for nearly six years. My father knew that I was not going to be a professional artist but thought knowing how to draw in right way was important. This is why he sent me to the drawing academy.

Drawing academy. It was a place where everyone would come and learn how to draw. Well, teachers at the academy really did not teach anything. They just walked around and fixed or advised students whenever they felt like or when students need them. Before I entered the academy, I knew that they are not going to teach me anything about military vehicles nor buildings. So I had to decide what kind of drawings I was going to draw. I came up with drawing a human because, I thought it could be useful than any other topics. However, drawing body was not my interest so I did a head. Yes I wanted to draw only a head of human. I learned some skills and finally could keep my hands off from ruler. Drawing a human figure was somewhat painful and demanding, but I was glad to have such professional teachings.

Although this 'pleasure' ended shortly after three months. Enrolling high school was a major issue for Korean students at that time (and still now). That is because high school is not mandatory in South Korea. To enroll high school, I had to take a test, and studying to prepare for it consumed quite a lot of time. Obviously, I had to quit the drawing academy to spare myself some more time. Once that happened, drawing came to the end.

Even today, I try to draw sometimes. I continuously remind myself that I need to draw. However, it really does not happen. I am not sure if that is because of laziness or fear of drawing. Drawing seems not happening anymore these days. It just does not fascinate me anymore like it used to. It would be great if I keep my drawing skills and improve them. But, I feel there is something more important I need to take care of. Something that is more practical and beneficial to my future career.

But still, I miss the time when I put my heart and soul into drawing.
I wish I can go back to my young age and draw things again.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

My Life Story of Hobbies and Interests

Thinking what to write, I figured writing about my life story is going to be quite interesting. Since this may involve somewhat personal information, I should be careful. I should not reveal any of such information. Anyway, simply talking about all of my life is going to be extremely boring. I am not trying to write my autobiography. That is silly. Instead, I will start things by topic.

Let us talk about my hobby. That is quite simple to start this long writing. Well, I do not remember what I did when I was an infant, like everyone does. I do not know what I enjoyed to do; I do not know what I despised to do. However, I know what I was really good at and was really interested in: drawing and military.

Yes, my father has served in the Korean Air Force quite long. It is something that I am always proud of. The fact that he is in active service may influenced me to be interested in military. My parents, thankfully, kept all of my art works from preschool. I could tell--and some others--that I had quite possibilities to the path of art. Going back to the topic, among the drawings I drew in my preschool age, there were several drawings of tank. Now, do not think of awesome sophisticated tank drawings. As I said, I don't have any good memories of my young time. The drawing only shows me the fact that I has been influenced in military since my young age. Some may ask why I drew a tank not an airplane if my father's job influenced me. That is something I still cannot know either. Maybe I considered a tank more fascinating than an airplane.

But, one day my father bought us--me and my brother--things that became our real hobby for a good decade. When was that? I think it was near when I was ... oh I really cannot recall it. It should be around 3rd grade. What my father bought us were plastic models. He gave my brother an AH-1 Apache and gave me a MD 500. I still remember making a plastic model with sticky glue was extremely difficult for me. My father helped us; brother's ended up quite well, but mine didn't.

After that incident, I simply fell in love with plastic models. Nearly for 6 years after it, I had made several plastic models including PzKpfW VI, PzKpfW IV, Sd.Kfz. 251, PzKpfW VIII, Ju-87, USS Missouri, and etc. Unlike others, I could get a plastic model annually on my birthday. A lot of my friends at school often boasted about their pocket money system which a parent grants his or her child money every week. It was the kid's choice whether to use or not. On the other hand, I did not have such system. Collecting money was impossible for me. Therefore, the only chance to buy such plastic models was on my birthday. Every birthday I went to the hobby shop near the U.S. Air Force base to buy a plastic model. No one set the price limit, but I always tried to buy something under $50. This hobby continued until my middle school 3rd grade which is 9th grade.

Making plastic model was not the only hobby I had. I continued to draw and found a new hobby that was fascinating for me when I was about 12 years old: the airsoft guns. Yes, that was the change of my tide. All the military stuff I could only experience through magazines, books, and television came true--at least I could 'hold' and 'use' them. The first airsoft gun was a brown Colt Junior pistol. I still remember that I was not so strong enough to even pull the pistol slide back to cock. Later on, I went to several airsoft games.

So, to summarize so far, I had three hobbies until 9th grade: sketching, making plastic models, and going airsoft games. However, as I became a middle school student, I did not have enough time to waste on such hobbies. Foremost, these hobbies were extremely expensive! Therefore, I started to abandon the hobbies that cost me--and my family--a lot of capitals. First was the airsoft guns. I had Kar98k which was the most expensive toy I ever had in my life--$250. I do not even know how my father approved me to buy it. Also, buying all the equipment for airsoft game was expensive: military uniforms, goggles, helmet, boots, and etc. Airsoft was the first thing I quit to do. Although I was somehow force to do so after my father ended up to throw all of the guns away after an incident.

Plastic model? It ended too. I was just not good at it. No, I should say I did not even try to improve myself. Because to do so, I had to buy more stuff which cost more money! My skill with making plastic models improved every time. But, the equipment to make them even better, for example, paints, oil, airbrush, etc were simply out of my limit. Although plastic model was meaningful for me that boosted my interest in military, it could not avoid my self-budget cut. I dump all of the plastic models when my family moved to other house.

Now what left is drawing. Drawing did not cost any money at all. Because I did sketching not painting. If I did painting, it may costed me quite a lot. However, papers, pencils, and eraser were basically everything I needed to sketch. This hobby remained, and still continued.

Yes, a new blog.

I permanently delete my former Blogger blog.
It had a few posts I wrote; none of them were necessary important.

To start new, I delete the blog.
This Blogger does not carry any enough handy tools than my Korean blog has. However, as long as I can write text and attach pictures, it is the far best blogging site provided by American company.

I will use this place wisely. I will try to post something that may include my personal life story, picture, or confession.

So far so good.