So Let It Be Written! So Let It Be Done! The US-FTA Is A Done Deal.

Filed under: News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 4:11 pm on Monday, April 2, 2007

Let the protests, the self-immolations, the stomach-stabbing, the hunger strikes, and anti-US propaganda begin in earnest!

THE WHITE HOUSE

Office of the Press Secretary

For Immediate Release April 2, 2007

TEXT OF A LETTER FROM THE PRESIDENT
TO THE SPEAKER OF THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES
AND THE PRESIDENT OF THE SENATE

April 1, 2007

Dear Madam Speaker: (Dear Mr. President:)

Consistent with section 2105(a)(1)(A) of the Trade Act of 2002, (Public Law 107-210; the “Trade Act”), I am pleased to notify the Congress of my intention to enter into a free trade agreement with the Republic of Korea.

The United States-Korea Free Trade Agreement (the “Agreement”) will generate export opportunities for U.S. farmers, ranchers, manufacturers, and service suppliers, promote economic growth and the creation of better paying jobs in the United States, and help American consumers save money while offering them greater choices. The Agreement will also further enhance the strong United States?Korea partnership, which has served as a force for stability and prosperity in Asia.

Consistent with the Trade Act, I am sending this notification at least 90 days in advance of signing the Agreement. My Administration looks forward to working with the Congress in developing appropriate legislation to approve and implement this Agreement.

Sincerely,

GEORGE W. BUSH

# # #

Fox Creek Leather Motorcycle Gear

Filed under: Motorcycles, Daily Life, News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 10:33 am on Saturday, September 30, 2006

Recently, I was standing in my doorway getting ready to go out for a ride. I looked in the mirror and saw that I had on my Harley-Davidson boots, Harley-Davidson shirt, Harley-Davidson jacket, Harley-Davidson fanny pack (with my Harley-Davidson handkerchief and Harley-Davidson wallet inside), Harley-Davidson bandanna, Harley-Davidson gloves, and Harley-Davidson helmet.

I was horrified. I had become “Harley Guy,” the type of guy that has Harley-Davidson stamped on everything he owns or wears. I hate that guy, but I had become him, the corporate sellout. I was rather disgusted with myself.

I immediately went inside the house and threw my Harley-Davidson jacket into the garbage can. Never wanted to see it again.

I started an internet search for leather motorcycle jackets. The name Fox Creek Leather kept coming up. I finally visited their site and thought that they had some beautiful products. Reading through their site, I was impressed by the thickness of their leather and the alleged care with which they are constructed.

I was very interested in purchasing one of their jackets, but was hesitant to buy anything because I would be buying it sight unseen via the internet from some place 8,000 miles away. So, I scoured the internet for personal reviews or comments on Fox Creek Leather Jackets. I visited many sites and many sources, but was unable to locate any negative comments or reviews. Not a single one.

I broke down and gave them a call. They went over specific measurements and eventually convinced me to get one size bigger than I thought I should. I bought the Classic Motorcycle Jacket II. I also bought a pair of braided chaps and some deerskin gauntlets.

The arrived in Pusan, Korea from Virginia, USA in 5 days.

As many reviews had said, the leather was very thick and weighed a ton, but was very soft. Everything fit absolutely perfectly. although it is still a bit warm here in Korea, the vents on the jacket made it very comfortable to wear.

Well. Just a few days after getting the jacket and other leather gear, I was wearing my new jacket and gloves and I slid on something, missed a corner, and slammed into a concrete telephone pole. I broke my leg and was launched off my bike. I tumbled along the ground for about 30 feet.

The leather jacket quite possible saved my life and definitely saved me from serious blood loss and significant upper-body injuries. I had one minor scrape on my right forearm, which I believe was just a bit of road burn caused by the inside zipper lining on the right sleeve. There was absolutely NO damage to the jacket. There was a bit of dust on the right sleeve and right side of the jacket, but I dusted that off in the emergency room. There is not a single scratch on that leather jacket.

Having had the opportunity to go through the ordering process, the wearing of the jacket, and the evaluation of the jacket as a protective item in the space of about two weeks, I can, without the slightest hesitation, recommend Fox Creek Leather to anyone who is looking to buy thick, heavy, beautiful, expertly crafted leather motorcycle clothing. Those people know what they are doing. They know exactly what a biker is looking for in a jacket. Their product saved me from significant pain, blood loss, and possibly death. I cannot recommend them enough.

I talk a bit more about it here:

Harley Rider Down - The Accident

Filed under: Motorcycles, Daily Life, News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 4:47 pm on Friday, September 29, 2006

As some of you may know. I am in the hospital. I will be in the hospital for quite a while. Here’s the story.

Saturday morning, I was riding my bike to work. At approximately 9:50 am, I was coming around a curve in the road. (Keep in mind that what follows happened in the space of about one second) For some reason, perhaps sand or gravel on the road, my back tire lost it’s grip on the road and I began to slide toward the side of the road. I saw that I was sliding toward a telephone pole. My plan was to dump the bike and let it go its way while I went mine. However, just as I started to let go of the handle bars and abandon the bike, my rear tire caught its grip on the road and high-sided me (stood my bike up) right into the concrete telephone pole.

The exact spot of the accident can be seen at 3:35 on this video (where, ironically, I am talking about the inability of harleys to corner very deeply). I hit the telephone pole that is just to the right of the center of the screen at the 3:35 mark.

As I hit the pole, I ducked my head and was looking at my gas tank and leg as my leg got sandwiched between the tank and the pole. I saw my leg break and flop around as I went spinning off the bike. I rolled about 10 meters further up the street, with my bike tumbling close behind me.

I came to a rest on my left side. My right glove was off (I still don’t know how or why) and I was bleeding slightly from my middle knuckle. My right leg was numb and bent inward at the thigh at a particularly odd angle. The toes on my right foot hurt. I was staring at my bike…and the bits and pieces of it laying around the road.

I yelled at the top of my voice. Not so much out of pain as out of helplessness and the need to get to a hospital. I yelled for help. No one responded for several long seconds, during which I saw several cars drive past me. I did see one person in a truck looking at me and talking on their mobile phone. I could feel people standing and looking at me from the bus stop behind me.

I yelled again for someone to help me and for someone to call 119, the emergency services number. I would guess that I laid there a full minute before someone actually came to me. It was some old woman telling me that 119 had been called and were coming. A few seconds later, two Mormon Church missionaries came and started to talk to me. They said that they had heard the accident from their apartment and had run down to help. They helped me get my helmet off and to get my bike off the road.

The police arrived a couple of minutes later. They were asking my name, what happened, was I OK, things like that. They asked what I planned to do with the motorcycle and whether someone would come to pick it up. I thought that was a stupid question to ask at that point in time and I told them so. They started to lecture me about how I just couldn’t leave it there on the side of the road. To shut them up, I told them that I would have someone come and pick it up AFTER I got to the hospital.

While waiting for the ambulance to get there, I made a few phone calls on my mobile phone to let people know what happened.

The ambulance arrived about 15 minutes after the accident. Several guys rolled me over onto the gurney and wheeled me over to the ambulance van. After stuffing me inside, they asked what hospital I wanted to go to. I told them I didn’t care and that they should just get me to a good, close one. They said that I had to decide, so I told them to take me to one of the bigger hospitals near the accident site.

After a bumpy ride with lots of corners, we arrived at the hospital. They wheeled me in to the emergency room where I waited for an hour or so. Eventually, they took me for some x-rays. In the x-ray room, they cut my pants off and had to remove my boots. As they pulled the boot off of my swollen right foot, my toes felt really bad. I could feel the blood sticking my socks to my toes and to the top of my boot. Eventually, they got the boot off and everyone in the room had very unpleasant looks on their faces as they looked at my toes. I asked what was going on? One of the missionaries that had come with me said, “Dude, your toes are shredded.” There was too much blood for them to say more than that. I had to move on and off the x-ray table to take the x-rays. That was unpleasant.

The doctor decided that I would have to have surgery to repair my leg. He explained that usually, they would usually delay surgery for a couple to put me in traction and stretch out the leg before going in to work on the bone. However, because the damage to my toes required immediate surgery, they would do my leg surgery at that time. They scheduled surgery for 2:00 pm that day.

As I awaited surgery, my Harley Davidson repairman friend came from Changwon (about an hour from me) to pick up the bike and take it back to his shop for repairs.

At the scheduled time, I went into surgery. Just as they gassed me into unconsciousness, I heard the doctors grumbling about how difficult it was going to be to operate on my leg.

I woke up in my darkened room around 8:00 pm. I was told that the surgery had taken about three hours. The doctor told me that everything went well, but it had taken four large nurses to pull my leg far enough and straight enough to set it properly. The doctor told me that everything was clean and should heal very nicely. When asked about my toes, he told me that there has been some damage to the bottom of the second toe on my right foot and extensive damage to the third toe. He explained that they cut off “the end” of my third toe (i’m still not sure what that mean… it just looks like a bandaged mess right now) and used the skin to repair my second toe.

They told me to sleep and they would talk more in the morning. I quickly complied.

After waking up Sunday morning, I noticed that I had a urinary catheter tube, which was extremely uncomfortable…and EXTREMELY painful when in came out Tuesday afternoon.

My brother came down from Seoul to help me out for a couple of weeks.

The doctor came in Sunday afternoon to explain the situation. He showed me the x-ray. It was NOT a clean break. My thigh bone had shattered into several pieces and they had spent a lot of time picking bone fragments out of my thigh muscles. They installed a titanium rod running from my hip to my knee and secured it to the bone with eleven large screws. The also used a steel band around the bone to hold all of the bone fragments in place.

He explained that I could probably use crutches after one week. I would have to stay in the hospital for three to four weeks. It would be at least five weeks before I could put any weight on my leg. I would use a walker for three to four weeks. The splint would stay on for about 8 weeks. And I would be able to walk freely after about three months. Motorcycle riding would take about four months.

As for the bike… I don’t have all of the details yet. But the latest repair quote was about $6,700.

Typhoon Ewiniar

Filed under: News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 2:22 pm on Monday, July 10, 2006

Here is some video of Typhoon (now tropical torm) Ewiniar taken from my office window in Pusan, Korea at 1:43 pm today, 10 July 2006. Click here or on the picture below to see the video:

Hwang Woo-Suk Indicted for Fraud and Other Crimes

Filed under: News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 2:20 pm on Friday, May 12, 2006

 

Indictments have finally come down from the prosecutors office.  Hwang Woo-Suk is now officially in criminal trouble.  However, the faithful will not be deterred.

From the Chosun Ilbo: Hearing of the scientist’s indictment on the radio or via their cell phone, many supporters burst into tears and threw down the pickets they were carrying. They attempted to block prosecutors’ cars and shouted abuse at prosecutors entering the gate with calls of “Traitor” and “You don’t deserve to eat.”

From the AP:  SEOUL — South Korean prosecutors indicted disgraced cloning scientist Hwang Woo-suk Friday on charges of fraud, embezzlement and bioethics violations linked to faked stem cell research.

From the Washington Post: Prosecutors have said the misuse of state funds carries a jail term of up to 10 years while a violation of the bioethics law can mean up to three years behind bars.

From Bloomberg: Five others will also be indicted, Lee, a prosecutor at the Supreme Public Prosecutors’ Office, said at the agency’s headquarters in southern Seoul.

From ABC news: Hwang will not immediately be arrested, prosecution official Lee In-kyu said in a nationally televised news conference.

From Life News: Devoted followers of disgraced embryonic stem cell research scientist Hwang Woo-suk are engaging in an intimidation campaign across the Asian nation and rallying together to support political candidates in the wake of the international scandal. Their actions have even the South Korean media perplexed.

From BBC: Friday’s announcement marks a new low in the career of the once-famed South Korean scientific superstar, who was feted by the nation for his claimed breakthroughs in a promising new medical field.

WHAT ON EARTH…????

Filed under: Silliness, News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 12:32 am on Friday, April 21, 2006

OK… What is wrong with people??? 

“An anti-Japan protester, Yang Bong-ho, stabs himself in the stomach with a kinfe to commite suicide demanding Japan abandon a plan to conduct a maritime survey near disputed islets, at a park in Seoul, Wednesday, April 19, 2006. Yang’s condition was unknown after being taken to hospital.”

You have GOT to be kidding me!  This guy with a knife in his gut.  He does realize, doesn’t he, that the ONLY people that can understand him, sympathize with him, and take him seriously are Koreans, and THEY already agree with him.  So what is the point of this?  I really, honestly, don’t get it.

hat tip to GI Korea.

Dokdo Riders. Yeah. THAT’S The Ticket!

Filed under: #1, News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 3:02 am on Monday, April 10, 2006

I personally agree that the rocks in question should be recognized as belonging to Korea.  As far as I am concerned, Dokdo is Korean territory.

However, I think that many people, including the Dokdo Riders, are trying to make their point in exactly the wrong way.

Let’s check in the the Dokdo Riders again.  Let’s see how they have been spending their time during their around-the-world vacation crusade to spread the word about Dokdo to the people of Earth.

During their recent interview by the San Francisco Chronicle reporter, Charles Burress, it seems that the youth of Korea nearly ran afoul of the law.

Although there were no details provided with the photographs, it seems that during their interview,

the local authorites became aware of possibly illegally parked motorcycles in the area.  The authorities moved in to further investigate the expired meter violation.

Knowing that the Dokdo Riders were still about $30,000 short on their funds, the quick-thinking, generous reporter stops reporting the news and becomes the news as he saves the men from further financial difficulties by dropping a quarter from his own pocket into the expired meter.

While in San Francisco, the Dokdo Riders held a press conference that was attended by…  

Koreans. Less than two dozen of them by my count. The attendees were members of the San Francisco Citizens for Peaceful Reunification Advisory Committee (rough translation of 샌프란시스코 민주평화통일자문회의).  Today’s useful English expression is “preaching to the choir.”

Where were they before San Fran?  Apparently, they were in Los Angeles. They banged their drums for Dokdo in front of Mann’s Chinese Theater, where many more people appeared to be interested in Spiderman than were interested in the Dokdoman.

As the night wore on, they decided to make hand gestures that could be mistaken for gang signs…in Los Angeles…at night.  Good Idea.

They also gave a television interview…

to SBS.

The spent the rest of the day playing drums and handing out leaflets to…um…other people?

They also went to Angel Stadium to watch Korea and Japan play baseball.  With the whole world watching the great rivalry between to two claimants of Dokdo, they…watched baseball. But AFTER the game they held up signs in the parking lot and maybe played some drums.

Just as an aside, you would think that students from Yonsei University could put together better and more correct English sign than that.  Out of 10 words, I count at least 5 grammatical errors.

They visited UCLA and held a seminar and presentation attended by…

Koreans, where they drummed with…

other Koreans.  After the semina, they went out to eat…

at a korean restaurant…

with a bunch of Koreans.

At some point, the Dokdo riders seem to have been in San Diego. Where they played their drums…

in front of a korean market…

and passed out leaflets about Dokdo to….

other Koreans.

Where will our World Cross Project Dokdo Rider (sic) go next?  They seem to be on their way to Texas, where they will hopefully find better venues and better audiences than deserted street corners, Korean students, Korean markets, and Korean restaurants.

They’re HEEEEEEEEERE!

Filed under: Motorcycles, #1, News, Korea — Jeff in Korea at 2:01 pm on Monday, April 3, 2006

Only one month after arriving in America, the legendary Dokdo Riders have finally made a newspaper. 

Despite having spent a month in the Los Angeles area, the dedicated young men of Korea appear to have not been able to get even a sniff of publicity for their worthy and noble cause.  However, the tide has changed. On April Fools Day, the San Francisco Chronicle has finally taken notice and carried an article about our intrepid adventurers

How fares it for these brave, courageous and valiant knights aboard their trusty (?) Hyosung Mirage 250cc iron horses? 

On matching motorcycles they came, with lots of leaflets. The newly launched “Dokdo Riders” rolled into Berkeley on Friday, and if you don’t know what “Dokdo” means, you’re obviously not Korean.

Five guys on tiny, little bikes handing out leaflets is not going to get noticed.  To get noticed, you need to be more, have more, and do more. 

This does not draw attention:

Something like this does:

Where are the other patriots? Dokdo Riders of the world unite!  If you’re going to do it, then do it right. Nobody outside of Korea and Japan knows/cares about Dokdo because no one has brought it to world’s attention.  Five clean-cut guys on scooters bothering people on the streets with irrelevent pieces of paper, will not change world opinion, and unfortunately, will not bring the Korean passion surrounding Dokdo to the rest of the world.  I would expect the most animated response from a leaflet holder to be, “Hmm.. Ok… Whatever.”

It’s not fair to discount the legitimacy and urgency of the message due to the ineffectiveness of the messengers.  Putting the messengers aside for a moment, let’s look at the message:

“This problem can have an impact on world peace,” said Sang Kyun Kang, 25, a student at Yonsei University who came up with the motorcycle-crusade idea two years ago while serving his obligatory two-year stint in the Korean military.

There you have it!  The continuation and survival of Civilization as we know it rests on the the recognition of Dokdo as Korean Land.  Unless this is realized, Senegal-Guinea relations could collapse, Bolivia and Paraguay could take military action against each other, Canada - USA relations could be brought to the brink of armed conflict.  Either that or everyone could continue to be ignorant of the big rocks in the ocean.

“The key to solving this problem is not the two countries involved, but other countries,” Kang said.

Would these “other countries” be the same “other countries” that Koreans say should mind their own business, stay out of Korean affairs, and not to even presume to understand anything about Korea for the reason that “you cannot understand because you are not Korean?”  I thought so…Just checking.

T.J. Pempel, head of UC Berkeley’s Institute of East Asia Studies, said the dispute is a rallying point for Korean prestige, and Connecticut College historian Alexis Dudden, in a paper to be delivered at the annual Association for Asian Studies meeting in San Francisco next week, says, “These islands embody Northeast Asia’s 20th century.”

Not to diminish Pempel’s remarks, but EVERYTHING in Korea is a rallying point for Korean prestige. Also, Dudden’s paper might be an interesting paper to read.

“This is our island,” said Young Been Kim, 23, a Dokdo Rider 

Thanks Mr. Kim.  That is profound.  You should write a song about Dokdo being your island.

When Japan’s Shimane prefecture established a “Takeshima Day” last year to declare its ownership of the islets, angry demonstrations erupted in South Korea, accompanied by weeks of saturation media coverage. Among the extreme reactions were a mother and son slicing off their little fingers in front of the Japanese embassy and a man setting himself on fire.

I mentioned above that no one outside of Korean and Japan has heard of Dokdo.  If it’s any consolation, no one outside of Korea and Japan has heard of Takeshima either. 

The conflict doesn’t generate much heat among the general population in Japan, except among right-wing nationalists.

It would seem that even in Japan, no one really cares. 

Well, it would be easy to conclude that the message itself is not really important or of any real interest to anyone except Koreans.  Maybe we should turn our focus from the issue itself and focus on how successful the ineffective messengers are in increasing world awareness of an unimportant issue.

First, the total lack of news from the LA area for the first month does not bode well for the next eight months.  Maybe things were better in San Francisco.

The Dokdo Riders are hoping to generate public interest here, but their plans in the Bay Area fell victim to the relentless rain. It washed out their sidewalk performance of traditional Korean music on Telegraph Avenue on Friday, not to mention nearly all of the performances they had hoped to do in the past week.

No sidewalk performance, cancellation of nearly all performances, rain…oops.  That is sad and unfortunate. It is sad because:

Before leaving Korea, they trained rigorously to perform “Samulnori” traditional music on their tour, intending to attract onlookers to whom the leaflets and other literature can be given.

 All of this touring is going to cost a lot of money.

Funding comes from $20,000 they earned at part-time jobs, $50,000 from the GS Caltex energy corporation, $20,000 from KIUP Bank, and a $10,000 pledge from the Korean Government Information Agency, which also is supplying postcards and maps to distribute, Kim said.

All joking and kidding aside, one thing has always impressed me about these Dokdo Riders.  I have give my props to them for finding a way to get someone else to pay for their 9 month vacation biking around the world.

Rubber side down, Dokdo Riders!