• Birds flock in formation, wolves hunt in pack yet human want to go alone, cause “greed is good”. I was just out of college, with a few thousand bucks in student loan to start my first job at Children’s TV (Sesame Street – CPBS/ITV). Out of the Penn State bubble, I was confused and dazzled:…

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  • I hope “the System” doesn’t destroy Greta. (with slogans like “Make America Greta Again” etc…). Or, for this edit, TIME person of the year. Don’t kill the messenger, since we’re all Gretas. Can’t kill us all. The message is: we’re at the tipping point (of “abusing what surround us”, including people) in Bolivia (forest fire),…

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  • I-m-Relevant

    In a flash ( while recovering from a bruise on my head in a bathtub – like Archimedes), I recalled incidents of picking up scattered pieces of broken plates – often in the midst of my parents’ fights-and thoughts that went through my head (without the help of any bio-metric devices) that I shouldn’t have…

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  • The Empathizer

    This is not a copy-cat of “The Sympathizer” by Viet Thanh Nguyen, nor a co-branding attempt (authors with the same last name but no relations) with a similar-sounding title. Seriously, we are entering the Empathic Civilization, whether we like it or not. Artificial Intelligence or Robotic technology can accelerate and eliminate guess-work i.e. Japanese robotic…

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  • One good decision

    I have lots of childhood memories, but none came close to my getting free ice-cream from the guy my sister dumped. Let me backtrack. My sister, 19 yr my senior, a law-school graduate, took a management position at Vietnam Agri-Development Bank. Naturally those matchmakers circled with lists of suitors among them MD’s etc… She instead…

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  • Band as metaphor

    My all-boys-school-Rock-band experience gave me a glimpse of what my fateful life was going to be: “some will come, and some will go… “: my bass guitar player has been dead 8 years, my rhythm player, Hung Quach, went hard-rock (“Black Sabbath”) and turned out to be a prick ( looting my guitar). Only Son,…

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  • The missing pages

    We are living in an age of self-reinvention thanks to the improved 4G-5G upload. We no longer are “mad like hell” and have to open our windows to shout. We tweet and post, blog and comment, share and re-post. We found those missing pages and pics in the albums and the attics. Yet with all…

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  • Alone or reconciled

    We open the door, walk out of it, then turn around and come back in. If that’s our every day scenario, we wouldn’t go far. People are meant to “bump” into each other, like it or not. Tensions arise, conflicts abound but also progress achieved Only the lonely that can afford prejudice: the Others are…

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  • Life as we know it

    Expand and contract, thesis and anti-thesis then synthesis – a new thesis. History repeats itself. Technology just does what it wants: the flow and fluidity (courtesy of Kevin Kelly). Life like a river stream, flows and extracts raw materials to ensure its momentum. The results: lots of waste. Climate change, pollution and 2 degrees Celsius…

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  • Billy Crystal once found his one thing ( all I remember was his sore butts back from an urban cowboy ride) in City Slickers. You and I perhaps are not too different: sored and stressed from trying and failing to acquire and achieve The thing. If stuff makes one happy, we should all be hoarding…

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