I have a lot of these, but recently I just thought of a new one tacked onto finishing/publishing my novel
- become a recording engineer at a studio in Taiwan.
- while working on my novel
- living in Taiwan
Because ideally, I could have a day job in Taiwan while I do what I need to do to finish the novel. This day job would ideally be something that I would like (because I’m pretty sure I could get a job teaching English, or even a suit job (being a bilingual business major has its perks) but teaching English almost feels like something of a waste of time, and I feel like being a suit would be too much of a time suck that I would be left with little time to actually work on the book. If I could continue building my experience as an engineer and producer that would be great. Also, I feel like recording engineer supply is less in Taiwan, and with good experience, I might be able to get a job there.
Ideally, I would prefer to not have to live off of stuff I’m saving in America to live over there. I was talking to my friend last night about it, and I have a pretty good deal since I can live with my relatives, but I still have other expenses. I don’t want to ask my parents for the money either.
(what kind of self respecting writer lives off of their parent’s income *coughcoughlenadunham*?)
The question is just how I’m going to get a job at a studio there, I think I will be decently qualified, and I have some connections in the music industry, hopefully they’ll be able to help me keep an ear to the ground in terms of studio jobs.
I want to keep studying Chinese while I’m in Taipei though, I want to go to NTNU. Maybe, I can move over there on scholarship from the Taiwanese government to study Chinese, then once I find work, (maybe a quarter or two in?) I can finally apply for citizenship and then also work. crazy. This timeline is playing itself out for (at the shortest) one year over there, but if I could get a good studio job, it could potentially be sustainable for upwards of 2 or 3 years.
This is a plan that I could enact right after graduation. That kind of scares me that I have a solid stay in Nashville plan A and a solid go to Taiwan plan B now. WHO HAS THAT MANY REAL PLANS?
I almost want there to be no work in Nashville so I have a good reason to go back to Taiwan for a while, but I don’t. AHHHHH
This is the story of a racist myth that began with a light-hearted letter to the New England Journal of Medicine in 1968 and subsequently exploded in North American culture — in direct opposition to every shred of scientific evidence — becoming so prevalent that credulous eaters buy into it to the point of experiencing its effects on a purely psychosomatic basis.
It’s often been called “Chinese Restaurant Syndrome” and its premise is that MSG in Chinese food results in unpleasant allergic reactions. Interestingly enough, higher quantities of MSG in non-Chinese foods are not reported to have the same effects. MSG is a naturally occurring amino acid, and some of the highest levels of MSG a North American consumer is likely to ingest come in vine-ripened tomatoes, aged cheese, and dry-aged steak — yet there is no reported medical phenomenon known as “Italian Food Syndrome” or “American Steakhouse Syndrome”.
Monosodium glutamate was first isolated from the seaweed kombu, commonly used in the Japanese broth dashi, by biochemist Kikunae Ikeda of the Tokyo Imperial University in 1908. He named its taste umami because it differed from the five conventional flavours of sweet, salty, sour, bitter, and spicy. Ikeda patented his discovery and MSG became commercially available in 1909. It was found to enhance flavours with one third of the amount of sodium as traditional salt, i.e. sodium chloride. In this sense, monosodium glutamate is probably healthier than sodium chloride because it achieves flavour with reduced sodium levels.
MSG was immediately popular in Asia and became common in the North American food industry after World War II, used in baby food, canned soup, vegetable juice, frozen food, as well as seasoning mix brands such as Accent. Yet somehow in the 1960s, this popular food additive became associated with Chinese food and deemed a health hazard. Why? Because Chinese people, culture, and food have been targeted by widespread and effective racist hate campaigns in North America since the 19th century, buttressed by wild claims that the Chinese are “unclean”, carry diseases, are sexually-deviant opium addicts, inscrutable and sneaky, a Yellow Peril.
The 1968 letter to the New England Journal of Medicine which solidified the myth of MSG was actually written by a Chinese immigrant named Robert Ho Man Kwok, who described “numbness at the back of the neck, gradually radiating to both arms and the back, general weakness and palpitation” after eating in American Chinese restaurants. The letter opened the floodgates to a barage of letters and related articles complaining of headaches, dizziness, paralysis of the throat, tingling in the temples, tightness of the jaw, irregular heartbeat, depression, hyperactivity, and all manner of digestive ailments.
Given this preponderance of anecdotal evidence, numerous scientific studies have been performed since then attempting to identify this “Chinese Restaurant Syndrome”. The funny thing is that no study has ever been able to do so. When people don’t know that they’re consuming MSG, they don’t suffer adverse reactions. All national and international food safety bodies have concluded that MSG is perfectly safe. People in Japan eat MSG every single day and the Japanese have the longest life expectancy in the world.
Fear of MSG is a racist remnant of the Chinese Exclusion era which exists only in North America and has been thoroughly debunked by science. Yet racist socialization is so powerful that people actually experience physical effects such as headaches, depression, and indigestion based solely on their indoctrinated fear of Chinese people and Chinese food. Think it over next time you eat parmesan cheese or a vine-ripened tomato.
I wish people wouldn’t just see me as the Asian girl who beats everyone up, or the Asian girl with no emotion. People see Julia Roberts and Sandra Bullock in a romantic comedy, but not me. You add race to it, and it became, ‘Well she’s too Asian’, or ‘She’s too American’. I kind of got pushed out of both categories. It’s a very strange place to be. You’re not Asian enough and then you’re not American enough.
Georgia O’Keeffe, “Series I White & Blue Flower Shapes”/ Beyonce, “Run the World (Girls)”
Remember that time Hannah tried to fry tofu?
because I do.
I am a maker, creator, ground breaker, world taker.
cleverly disguised as a simple college student nanny ‘til I get to where I’m going.
I kiss booboos now, but one day I’m going to kiss the booboos of the world.
White Tiger and the Chimp are happy it’s Friday.
Do Asian Blonds Have More Fun?