The Softer Side

Artist: Tomoko Ikeda
Title: Pensive Traveler
Owner: moi

I'm a total fan of her work. I even made it to one of her Exhibitions in Ginza, Tokyo—I was the only dude who didn't speak Japanese (well, I speak some, but not enough). Check out her website. 

In 2009, she published a beautiful photographic book of her doll art collection, Scenery of Time.

DEBTOR NATION

National Debt 1960-2011

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@Ronnie_Baker: Genuinely funny, entertaining & well written. Highly recommended.

@lothisoft: Great read, got very sad towards the end but what a fantastic finish. Are you writing a sequel?

How I lost my moorings in Tokyo. Read Chapters 1 & 2 below.

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Chapter 1 ♦ AIRMAIL FROM AFTERLIFE

1976

One rainy summer day, I packed my backpack and went to America. I was seventeen. I knew what I was doing: I was escaping from the debacle at home. And I was looking for something. For what exactly, I didn’t know, but I’d go look for it in America. There, the heat burned in my nostrils. Lawns were brown. Cars were big and air-conditioned. Girls went gaga over my accent. Guys thought I was cool. And I fell in love with it all.
          Three years later, I was paying my way through college in Texas when the notion of home, distant and convoluted as it had become, blew up with gratuitous violence. A Boeing had crashed into a mountain in Turkey, killing all 155 people aboard. I heard about it on the radio. But I didn’t connect the dots.
          A few days later, I found a message from the operator in my campus PO Box. Telegram, call Western Union, it said. I called from one of the pay phones. My heart was pounding in my temples, and I had trouble hearing the lady on the other end.
          “I’d read it to you,” she said. “But it’s in German. I think you better come by and get it.”
          “I’m fixing to go to work. Can’t you try to read it to me?”
          “Oh dear.”
          “Is it long?”
          “Two lines.”
          “Can you spell it?”
          “Well, I guess I could. Are you ready?”
          I pulled out a notepad and pen. “Ready,” I said, though I knew that I wasn’t ready, that I’d never be ready for whatever she was about to spell.
          “E-L-T-E-R-N new word,” she said, “A-M new word M-O-N-T-A-G new word M-I-T new word F-L-U-G-Z-E-U-G new word I-N new word D-E-R new word T-U-R-K-E-I—”
          “Stop! Please.” I couldn’t write anymore. Parents on Monday with plane in Turkey.... German sentences, even in abbreviated telegram style, had the main verb at the end, but I didn’t want to hear the main verb, didn’t want to hear it spelled out letter by torturous letter. “Thank you. That’s enough.”
          I’d escaped the debacle at home and had gone as far away as possible. But this wasn’t what I’d had in mind. I stood there in a daze, brain deadlocked, numb, clutching the receiver, drowning in abysmal emotions.
          Then I went to work. It was just a part-time job, but now I needed the money more than ever. Afterward, I drove to the Western Union office and picked up the yellow slip of paper with twelve lines of all-caps alphanumeric gibberish and two lines of readable text. It was from my sister, sent from the town where she was staying with friends. But it didn’t include their phone number. And my brother was on vacation somewhere. So there was no way to reach him either.

Next....

Play with them!

TESTOSTERONE PIT, the novel

Wolf Richter

Chapter 1    Circle Jerk

It was Saturday, the biggest day of the week, and everyone was working bell to bell, over forty salesmen, though Ferronickel didn't know exactly how many he had because some hadn't shown up and might have started selling cars some other place, and because he'd hired a bunch of new guys an hour ago.
          "It's a beautiful day," he sang in a basso profundo voice as he marched across the showroom in his asymmetric gait. He was the general sales manager at the Ford Superstore. His Tabasco Sauce tie was loosened, his collar unbuttoned. His gut that hung over his belt strained his shirt. He had puffy eyes and was full of mean energy, ready to explode, ready to force things to happen. He blew out the door, came to a halt on the porch that surrounded the showroom on three sides, and lit a cigarette.
          Al Millikin, one of his four sales managers and perhaps the best closer in town, was watching Mad Boxer work a customer on the truck lot. Potential deal.
          "Why can't he bring that guy inside and write him up?" Ferronickel said.
          "He ought to tell him we got free pussy on the showroom," Millikin said.
          "Don't give me any ideas for our next live remote."
          "Come to think of it, that would be a hell of a lot more effective than the classical rock-and-roll shit we've been doing."
          "For our male customers."
          "We could alternate. Free pussy one day, free Godiva chocolates the next. We'd have both ends of the spectrum covered."
          "You're a fucking Einstein, Millikin."
          Reginald Pierce, another sales manager, a big guy with a shortish Afro, was jumpy and his eyes darted about. He fretted about Whacker Packer, Hackman Jones, JoAnn Delouche, and several other salesmen who'd formed a dope ring by the plate-glass window. If left alone, they'd make up rumors, complain about dealership coffee, and infect each other with morale problems. He singled out a young guy.
          "Freddie T, are you going to participate in a circle jerk?" he growled. They called him Freddie T because of his unpronounceable Greek last name. "Or are you going to sell something?"
          It startled them; they'd forgotten all about selling. And they drifted apart.
          Lou Massago gesticulated on the phone in one of the closing booths. He wore a white button-down shirt, a red and blue tie, slacks, and ostrich-skin boots. A scar curved upward from the right corner of his mouth, giving him a lopsided grin even when he was serious. His eyes were set close together and peered out from under his bushy eyebrows with ferocious intensity. But he had a soft voice when he wanted to, and now he wanted to because he was talking to a customer about a 15-passenger van that had come out of the rental fleet. There were ten of them. They were scratched and dented and had too many miles on them, and they were overpriced, and no one could sell them, but he was king of sales, and if he could sell them, it would prove he could sell anything.
          He hated working the phone. He needed his customers in front of him, needed to stare into the whites of their eyes. But no one had sold any of those vans yet, and to prove he was king of sales and could sell anything, he'd decided to sell them all. Besides, the Saturday rush hadn't begun yet, and calling old customers was more productive than standing around waiting for something to happen.  

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Thursday
Dec152011

Merde! Chinese Wines Did What to French Wines?

In France, the litany of job reductions continues. Today, Air France added 2,000 jobs to be eliminated to the 4,000 it had already announced. Late October, automaker PSA Peugeot Citroën announced 4,000 layoffs. Banks—Crédit Agricole, BNP Paribas, Société Générale, Crédit Foncier—chimed in with their own job reductions. Then there were Areva, the largely government-owned nuclear-power conglomerate, drug maker Sanofi, ferry operator Seafrance (in liquidation), and newspapers—Les Échos, Parisien-Aujourhui, France-Soir, and Comareq (in liquidation). It’s tough out there. And now, France’s heavily subsidized signature industry—wines—got slapped in the face. By China.

In a blind winetasting competition in Beijing on December 14, five wines from Bordeaux and five wines from Ningxia—all priced between 200 and 500 yuan—were wrapped in black cloth, tagged with a number, and served to ten French and ten Chinese wine judges. The judges spent 40 minutes tasting and ranking the wines and another 30 minutes discussing them. Then the results were announced: the top four wines were Chinese!

  1. Grace Vineyard Chairman’s Reserve 2009
  2. Silver Heights The Summit 2009
  3. Helan Qing Xue Jia Bei Lan Cabernet Dry Red 2009
  4. Grace Vineyard Deep Blue 2009
  5. Barons de Rothschild Collection Saga Medoc 2009

The other losers in alphabetical order: Calvet Reserve De L’Estey Medoc 2009, Cordier Prestige Rouge 2008, Kressmann Grande Réserve St-Émilion AOC 2008, Mouton Cadet Reserve Medoc 2009, and Silver Heights Family Reserve 2009.

Sacrilège,” screamed the headline of the French business daily, La Tribune. But the top French dailies, Le Monde and Le Figaro, seemed to suppress the news, quite understandably. The people have enough to worry about.

“Yesterday’s tasting suggested Ningxia wines can hold their own against bigger Bordeaux brands,” wrote Jim Boyce, organizer of the Ningxia vs Bordeaux Challenge, and administrator of www.grapewallofchina.com/. Ningxia, an autonomous region in Northwest China, appears to be the up and coming wine-growing area.

OK, French wines have been beaten with some regularity ever since the Judgment of Paris on May 24, 1976, when, to the utter and never fully digested shock of the French wine establishment, a Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon and a Chardonnay beat their Bordeaux counterparts—and put California on the international wine map.

“We never claimed this was the Beijing version of The Judgment of Paris,” Boyce said modestly. The tasting wasn’t designed to compare the best of Bordeaux to the best of Ningxia, but, as Boyce writes in his follow-up post on the tasting:

“We used a price range to compare top Ningxia wines with bigger and better-known Bordeaux brands sold here by major distributors—brands consumers are more likely to know and have access to.”

Of course, wine competitions can be criticized. The French wines were handicapped by an import tax of 48% (another detail of why China has a huge trade surplus with the rest of the world). But then, Chinese wines got hit with consumption and value-added taxes that reduced the gap to 20%, according to Boyce. And the most expensive Bordeaux retailed for rmb350 while the winning Ningxia retailed for rmb488. Quite a price difference.

And as anyone knows who has been buying French wines, there is a lot of mediocre stuff out there, and some of that stuff has a big price tag overseas where brand, region, and the word "France" might be major selling points, rather than quality. So the competition didn't compare Chinese wines to a Grand Cru Bordeaux that costs a bunch in France and several times that much in China. The wines chosen were those available to Chinese consumers. And the competition tried to answer the question: Can a Chinese consumer buy a Chinese wine that is as good or better than the similarly-priced French stuff at the supermarket?

But who could have imagined a few years ago spending $77 on a bottle of good Chinese wine to be shared over a romantic dinner? The French must have had similar thoughts about California wines in the aftermath of May 24, 1976. Yet, wine-making isn't rocket science. It's a craft, and it can be learned. It also benefits from a broad range of climate and soil conditions. There are excellent wines being made all over the world, including Africa. So why not China? And in France, part of the subsidized wine (over-)production is turned into even more subsidized ethanol.

It’s politically convenient to blame China for the huge US trade deficit. But the driver is a broad strategy by US corporations. And now a trade war has broken out... The Trade Debacle With China.

Reader Comments (9)

OK there are Chinese judges and french judges with interests in china. Also, all of them probably know the these wines by heart. Finally, looks like BS competition for me.
December 15, 2011 | Unregistered Commentermaaan
Hope our chinese friends didn't put too much funny stuff in there... Also, those french wines I see in the list (e.g. Mouton Cadet) are definitely not the good stuff, you probably shouldn't even try to wash your feet with those, unless you have athlete's foot
December 16, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterRaymond
Thanks for your comments.

They picked wines that were available in mass-market distribution channels in China. So yes, it wasn't the best stuff France has to offer. But I believe the competition answered the question if a Chinese consumer could buy a Chinese wine that's as good or better than the similarly-priced French stuff at the supermarket.

Obviously, it didn't compare Chinese wines to a Grand Cru, but that kind of competition may not be far off. Give it a decade. And it would be a lot of fun to watch.
December 16, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterWolf
I second Raymond's comments. Mouton Cadet is great for polishiing tarnished belt buckles.
December 16, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterBlankfiend
It's a joke. Who are those judges? I'am Chinese, I don't trust chinese products and I don't trust such ' results'.
December 18, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterAnne
Comparing low rang French wine with sort of best Chinese wine and get such conclusion, it is a joke.
It only means that the pricing in China is a problem for the Chinese consumer to have a good quality of wine with reasonable price. That's it.
December 21, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterwangyuan
First it was poison dog food. Next came poison infant formula and toys with poison painted on. Comes now the poison Chinese wine. Ugh! I'd rather drink turpentine, thanks.
January 21, 2012 | Unregistered Commentersteve from virginia
Elliott R. Morss, Ph.D posted a story about wine industry as below.

The Future of the Global Wine Industry
2012-01-14

Over the last 30 years, dramatic changes in the wine industry have occured. From being almost completely domiciled in four European countries (France, Italy, Spain, and Germany), it has spread worldwide to include the US, Australia, Argentina, New Zealand, South Africa, Chile and yes, China (7th largest producer in 2011).

What changes can we expect in the next decade? The globalization of information is leading to changes affecting all industries. These changes include consolidation, specialization, and new production methods. These changes are affecting the wine industry as described below.
. . .

Conclusions

Assuming I am right about the future, what do we think? I am excited. I see more wine flavors and lower prices. And while I am quite content with the excellent Yellowtail Reserves (Pinot Grigio, Chardonnay, Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, and Shiraz) at $9, I am always interested in trying something new – grapes I don’t know and blends still to be discovered.

It will be very easy to become overwhelmed by the number of brands being marketed – from Table 1, I count 340+ from just the top six wine companies. So what is one to do when visiting the drug store, supermarket, and/or liquor store to buy wine? Drug stores and supermarkets sell wines at low prices, so if you know what you want – fine! But in liquor stores or wine shops, try to find someone who is really knowledgeable and hard working (they have to be hardworking to stay ahead of the curve), and see what they come up with for you. And as I have suggested, have your own wine tastings at home.

Wine “futures” should be exciting!

Read on: http://www.morssglobalfinance.com/the-future-of-the-global-wine-industry/
February 17, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAndy
Sorry for the earlier double post.

Problems with Wine – Food Pairing Dinners (WFPDs)
by Elliott R. Morss

There is no point in comparing a light white with a heavy red. They are obviously different. The wines have to be similar enough to make comparisons interesting. For example, I believe interesting tastings can be made if all the wines are in one of four groups: Light Whites, Light Reds, Heavy Whites, or Heavy Reds.

Consider heavy reds as an example: Shirazes/Syrahs from Australia, California, Argentina and the Côtes du Rhône make for some interesting comparisons. Another interesting comparison – try the same grape at different price points. I recently did a wine tasting of Malbecs at prices ranging from $9 to $50. Three of the eight blind tasters preferred the $9 bottle. Interesting! Another heavy red comparison worth trying: Cabernet Sauvignon vs. Shiraz vs. Malbec vs. Merlot at the same price. See what people like and whether they can tell the difference.

http://www.morssglobalfinance.com/problems-with-wine-food-paring-dinners-wfpds/
February 17, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterAndy

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