Men and markets

Roman Holiday , Gelato and men


Caught Roman Holiday for about the 3rd time and was about the only time I was awake through most of the movie . Love Hepburn and Peck but the no brainer plot was ... No wonder I used to confuse it with the gigi movies

The men like to blame women for unrealistic expectations; but when perfection is embodied (vs an abstract list) very few can match up - just think Sidney (Mr Renaissance) on celluloid - then again a good example of eye of the beholder?!

It's like gelato - once you've had gelato , most other ice-cream is like milk popsicle


What next?


There has been talk comparing recent volatility to 1987 crash; frankly, everyone probably expects the equity markets to slide badly , it's merely the severity and length of time where analyst opinions differ. Sure , bond yields are low, interest rates are low but expectations are low too. Citigroup's analyst seems to think M&A will stave off the crash but for how long - at some point deflationary expectations may mean a preference for cash . Whether you're big (pensions, funds, bankers) or small, to sell you've gotta have someone with the $ and enough faith to buy on the other end, someone to hold the baby - one that's pooped or is about. The recent emerging market flap proves that. Ironically, there's only that number of markets to invest however globalised the world

The funny bone

The missing German, Dr J's missing site and missing doner kebab


The funny bone?




Knew I forgot one very famous ex german national team star - Lothar Mattheus - hmm, guess that completes the famous 3 of the '90s


Dr J - not sure if you'll ever read this - but your site seems to have a visibility problem, hackers, mayhap?




Saw an interview on the England vs TT match and started giggling ; it wasn't merely the arrogance of the england supporter who openly dismissed brazil but the foodstand/van that appeared behind the guy - doner kebab. You've never had the brit student experience unless you' ve let the doner kebab man see you in various stages of inebriation or anxiety over your next tute ; c'mon, some of you have had more kebab than hall food!

Long OverDue

Long OverDue

Birthdays, the World Cup and Kdrama resources


Happy Belated to the most patient man amongst my friends, Stef Early greetings to Edwin and other friends whose bdays are in July - at least 2 are around 20-28 July :p


There's no question as to which team I'm supporting this world cup ; Germany (and ok, ok, England ) The eye candy , as always, is mostly provided by Italy ; models who happen to play soccer, anyone?!


Some kdrama resources : koreanfilm.org/tvdramas/index.htm

krystalheart.com

swa-swa.com/rice/

korean.blogsome.com

Have fun people !

An Essay On Me

At the risk of sounding like an egomaniac , I decided to write this after reading some old emails and comments. Rather shocking to realize what some friends thought of/about me

So here's a clarification and mission statement of sorts


I :


-have been so badly misinterpreted that I ought to write the book on the subject. Either I'm not a good communicator or God has a weird sense of humour. When I say nothing, there are claims that I've insulted others/gossiped. When I say anything , it's wilfully misinterpreted . With the world cup coming up, the oft-cited example shall serve nicely. The 1994 world cup season saw Germany exit early and I lamented that they had lost and I missed the match. Somehow, people misinterpreted that to mean Germany lost 'cos I didn't watch that match . Come on! I'm not a megalomaniac (largely 'cos I'm neither American nor a prez)



Missing Rudi Voeller and Jurgen Klinsmann in their last international/ World Cup match was upsetting enough (those too young to remember or those faking amnesia, think Ballack x2 ) , being misunderstood was worse. However, this became progressively funnier with each world cup . This proves 2 truths; time and distance heals all & what we know of a friend is based on our last conversation with them, but they have been themselves all the time


More recently, there were reactions to my saying I'll never marry or that I'll rather attempt the sky jump before considering marriage . Any friend should know I suffer from archophobia and have never quite believed in the institution of marriage except as a convenient means of legitimising patrilineal succession and property rights (all those years of femmie theory condensed)


-don't think I'm better than anyone else

Intellectually, if university was an ego blow , the last 11 years have been a ko and feeling dumber by the day . Looks? Don't even go there. Characterwise, let's see : temperamental, untactful, paranoid ; need more be said? Ooh and loud . I've lived with self -hate for most of my life, particularly the last 11 years; hell, even met the male version of me and boy did I dislike that guy.


-don't believe in ideals


Idealise anything and you're setting yourself up. Idealised love means that nothing can measure up , at the extreme, you'll end up like Hardy's The Well-beloved. Besides, everyone who says they love you ends up hurting you. Utopia doesn't exist and experiments aimed at that end , aka marxism actualized, merely reinforces that


- do have goals unrelated to $

Only those who have never worried about $ can be dismissive . Women don't have to be princesses awaiting rescue but you've gotta buy the power tools to escape !


For one so restless, the last 7 years have been hell and a lesson in patience , the ability to travel freely sans worries is a goal


To make the world just that little better, however small the degree- that's a long term goal

So here's reintroducing me