Meandering through random thoughts

Tonight’s entry features a variety of tidbits and observations.  First of all, many thanks to those who submitted great anniversary gift ideas.  I still have not decided what to do.  If you have a gift idea to share, please let me know!  Ideas welcome. 
 
Yesterday was not a good day at work.  Fortunately, today was much better.  Two cases I worked on yesterday did not go as planned, and it was extremely nerve-wracking for me as I wrapped them up as best I could.  It is really tough doing as much as you can and then letting it slip out of your control.  You hope that the outcome will be a positive one, especially when a negative outcome could be disastrous.  Even when you have no control over the situation, you still feel like you are personally responsible for what happens.  In these situations, the risks and rewards are immense.  Today I was very much relieved and elated when the cases were resolved without incident.  I am usually not a moody person, but yesterday I was very subdued and withdrawn, and today I was much happier.  It’s hard to smile when you feel like you’re Atlas shouldering a very heavy burden.  My colleague (and good friend) gave me a large bottle of Portuguese port wine to congratulate me on a job well done.  I also finished my monthly operations management update for my boss, something that always takes longer than I would like.  We’ll discuss it on Monday.
 
Our nanny, who hails from the Phillippines, started working full time yesterday.  She will work for us weekdays from 8:30 a.m. to 7 p.m.  Fortunately, in Korea hiring a full-time Filipina nanny is very affordable–much cheaper than daycare is in the United States.  Next month, my wife will begin working full time as a manager at an accounting firm in Seoul, so we brought the nanny on board a couple weeks early to help ease my son into the transition period from full-time mommy to full-time nanny.  Nannies in Seoul usually live with the families who hire them, but we all agreed that she would live out with her family and commute.  Some people agree with my wife’s decision to go back to work, while others think she should stay home with our young son.  We decided that while we live in a place like Seoul, where jobs are readily available, my wife should take advantage of the opportunity.  Plus, my son may soon go to school part time.  Tomorrow my wife will take my son to a Montessori school here in Seoul to check it out.  As soon as he is potty trained, he will probably start pre-school.  I wondered whether our two-and-a-half year old son is too young to go to school (he will probably start closer to three years old).  However, my wife assured me that many parents here take their children to pre-school at a very tender age.  I remember heading to pre-school when I was about four years old.  It seems that schoolchildren start school earlier and earlier, even in the womb when expecting mothers read to their unborn children and play soothing child development music.  Baby Einstein and Leap Frog have built major franchises around early child education.  I’m not convinced that a child will be inherently smarter if they start school at a very early age.
 
Earlier this week we spent time with some good friends.  As I mentioned in a previous blog entry, we spent Chuseok with a family who treated us to Georgian food, great wine and mixed drinks.  The wife is from Tbilisi, Georgia.  We feasted on mchadi and Georgian potato salad.  Unfortunately, because she could not find cilantro in Korean supermarkets, she could not make some of the dishes she wanted to prepare.  (Fresh cilantro, a spice, a key ingredient in Georgian cuisine.)   Her husband, a Texan, improvised by cooking Texas-style chicken.  The eclectic meal was delicious.  They have two young children, a daughter and newborn son.  My son and her daughter played well together, even giving each other "kisses."  (I guess I’ll have to start keeping a closer eye on my son!  He’s going to be a heartbreaker.)  On Monday, also a holiday, we spent both lunch and dinner with more friends, eating lunch at Ho Lee Chow, an American-style Chinese restaurant  in Itaewon, and dinner at their home.  I’m not sure why our wives decided to have dinner together too, but I was more than happy to oblige.
 
I am sorry to hear that Hurricane Rita has become a Category 5 hurricane and could be the strongest hurricane in Texas’ history, even stronger than the 1900 hurricane that killed 6,000 people in Galveston, Texas.  Hurricane Katrina, for better and for worse, served as a big wake-up call to take these kinds of storms very seriously.  The news is reporting that 1.3 million people have fled from the Gulf Coast.  I really hope for the sake of the people in the hurricane’s path that the fears are overblown.  My thoughts go out to the thousands who fled New Orleans for Houston and are now staying at the Houston Astrodome, as well as everyone who survived Katrina and now must brace for Rita.  They went through hell once and may do so again if they have not fled from Rita’s path.  Last year’s hurricane season was devastating to the Carribbean nations, particularly Jamaica and Haiti.  Friends of mine there told me stories of how bad the devastation was in those areas.  Although just as brutal as this season’s hurricanes, the hurricanes last season did not hit as close to home as Katrina and Rita.  The Carribbean is breathing a collective sigh of relief.

Remembering September 11

With so much U.S. media coverage focusing on the Hurricane Katrina disaster, it’s easy to overlook the fact that today is the fourth anniversary of the nation’s deadliest terrorist attack, when the World Trade Center towers fell, the Pentagon was hit, a plane crashed in a field in Pennsylvania, and thousands died.  I’m sure the remembrance will be muted in light of the tragedy of Hurricane Katrina, a disaster that is now as embedded into the American psyche as is that infamous day on 9/11/2001.
Here in Korea, far away from the U.S., it all seems so distant to me now.  I remember well where I was when I heard the news of the terrorist attacks.  Who could forget?  I was at the Boeing assembly plant in Everett, Washington where two of the four jetliners hijacked by the terrorists, 767s, had been assembled.  The other two jetliners, 757s, had been built in Renton, Washington at another plant where I used to work.  I drove to work that day mindlessly listening to music.  Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as I drove to work.  I usually listen to the morning news, but for some reason, on 9/11 I tuned the world out.  I parked my car and walked into the plant.  As I entered, a coworker passed me and said, “You heard about what happened, right?”  I answered no, and he exclaimed, “The World Trade Center collapsed!”  You’ve got to be kidding!  I asked incredulously, “You’re joking, right?”  He shook his head and answered, “No, I’m serious.”  I raced to my desk and checked CNN.com.  The Web site was down due to heavy Internet traffic.  I found an alternate Web site covering the attacks, and I turned on my desk radio and listened to the news.  I couldn’t believe it.  Because we were on the West Coast, the attacks had transpired long before we arrived at work.  At the time, the media were still trying to figure out whether the planes that hit the World Trade Center had erroneously hit them.  When the second one hit, and the third hit the Pentagon, no one doubted that it was a premeditated attack.  Confusion reigned, and the media speculated whether more attacks would occur.  The country was in a state of collective shock.  As a Boeing employee, I was incensed that a product I helped build was used as a weapon by terrorists.  Although Washington State was far from the epicenter, my coworkers and I felt a personal loss by the tragedy.  Some of us had friends and family living in the New York City area, and we were desperate to locate them.
In hindsight, the Oklahoma City bombing notwithstanding, the decade between the Gulf War and 9/11 seemed so peaceful.  It turned out to be an illusion.  The events that transpired on 9/11 had been in the planning long before September 11.  Osama bin Laden fled from Sudan to Afghanistan during the 1990s.  The Iraqis and Allied sorties frequently skirmished.  The levee that broke, flooding New Orleans, remained unrepaired.  Nevertheless, something changed on that day in 2001.  The world has never been the same.  In just four years, the U.S. has been through 9/11, the Afghan War, the Iraq War, Tsunami relief, and now Hurricane Katrina.  It’s been a very turbulent four years for everyone.  Although I’m skeptical, I hope that the next four are just as uneventful as the previous four were eventful.  We could all use a break.

National Geographic's crystal ball

Tonight I needed to work through a lot of pressing issues for our community association, so I wasn’t able to write my blog as usual tonight.  I will write more about Seoraksan tomorrow.  It’s late and I have to get some sleep, but I wanted to leave you with this intriguing article from National Geographic online about the disaster in New Orleans and the Mississippi River delta: 
 
What is so amazing about this article is that it was featured in National Geographic Magazine in October 2004, just 10 months before Hurricane Katrina hit.  The prediction seems uncannily accurate.  I truly hope that the predicted death toll and other horrors foretold are dramatically overstated.  Somehow, I don’t think the truth is far from what it describes. 
 
The article talks about a proposed solution that could have prevented what happened in New Orleans last week.  Unfortunately, the solution would have taken years to complete, and it would not have been ready by the time Hurricane Katrina hit, even if it had been accepted in its entirety.  Blame can be assessed later.  However, efforts to avoid this catastrophe would have had to have been implemented years, if not decades, before the catastrophe occurred.  Hindsight is always 20-20.  The article states–again, written in 2004–that the three greatest potential disasters facing the United States are a terrorist attack on New York City (2001), the flooding of New Orleans (2005), and California earthquakes.  Californians are very aware of the impact of earthquakes; New York and New Orleans were neither prepared nor accustomed to the potential threats facing them–until they happened.