I might be doing something wrong—nobody has tried to muzzled me, to shut down Dragon City Journal, although somebody did comment recently that I should just “shut up” (it was…
PERSONAL HISTORY
I recently received a letter (not in email; a paper letter) from one of my granddaughters. It is a treasure that will keep, as I have for many years…
It only took me a couple of minutes to discern that she had not even read my book. The attractive, business-suited Chinese woman sitting across from me at the Pacific…
I loaded my CD of Soldier of Fortune again the other night. It certainly is not a movie of much renown, certainly on nobody’s “great films” list, not even mine…
Back in Fall of 2000, when I was a Fulbrighter teaching at Lingnan University in the New Territories of Hong Kong I used to…
The world knows that people were murdered at Paris cafés and other places this past weekend. Much has been said and written, and will be, about these horrific events, but I…
A few years ago I was riding on the light rail system in Hong Kong’s New Territories. I was sitting in front of a bulkhead with a glass frame for…
During my hiatus from DCJ as my websites have been undergoing an updating and facelift I actually considered whether I wanted to return to writing essays at all. A lot…
In the final scene of Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Sheltering Sky (1990), Paul Bowles, the author of the original story is seated in a Tangier café where he greets Kit Moresby…
The algorithm at Amazon.com that knows me better, it seems sometimes, than I know myself, must be a little befuddled these days. Like a shadow it tracks my purchases for…