[why nepal doesn’t matter]

From Overheard in the Office:

Rep: The King of Nepal has declared martial law and has cut off all
communication, so I cannot check the status of that rug order…

As a rule, if the major economic impact on the rest of the world of a country’s total collapse is a delay in carpet shipments, nobody is going to care very much that the country is collapsing. A tiny hiccup in oil delivery can shake the world, and big industrial players and consumer markets are important too. But poor little Nepal isn’t even a terribly major carpet producer. Its main product is itself, in the form of tourism, but political instability has a way of killing tourism. So now Nepal’s major product is, I guess, nothing. (And no, you can’t build an export economy out of tiger balm, wooden chess boards and tiny violins.) Which means that no one beyond Nepal is going to do much about its current crisis — unless, of course, Nepal threatens the economies of larger, more developed nations (cf. Afghanistan, an economic basket case if ever there was one, but a basket case that managed to close the New York Stock Exchange). If you’re hunting for international intervention and aid, exporting terrorism is evidently more effective than exporting nothing.

Let’s just hope dirt-poor sub-Saharan Africans and Latin Americans don’t figure this out, or we’re in for exceedingly nasty weather.

[lungs]

Slate is running a diary this week by Rosemary Quigley, a bioethicist who has cystic fibrosis and recently underwent a double lung transplant. It brought to mind the experience of blogger ramerk, who was a close friend of my wife’s during high school (and who helped make the beautiful paper cranes for our wedding, which you can see in the wedding section of this website). Like Quigley, ramerk recently found herself with a new set of lungs, and her journal has chronicled both her increasing physical abilities and the personal adjustments they have required. (Go here for ramerk’s first post-operative reports.)

ramerk is also the author of Monkey of the Damned, a delightfully weird little comic strip.

[cookin’ with nanta]

The Korean show Cookin’, also known as Nanta, has arrived in New York City for an open-ended run. We saw this in Seoul and had a blast. Here’s the writeup from AOL CityGuide New York:

If the Food Network’s ‘Iron Chef’ show married Broadway’s ‘Stomp’, this would be their wacky offspring. Direct from Seoul, South Korea to the Minetta Lane Theatre comes an hour of gustatory excitement called ‘Cookin’.’ Four chefs are given a simple mission by a frenzied maitre d’: Prepare an entire feast (and a wedding banquet, no less) in only one hour, all while accompanied by strains of jazz, rock and Korean music. That’s a 60-minute non-stop music-and-food extravaganza as these kitchen masters use up nearly every single utensil in search of the perfect rhythm and combine cooking and traditional Korean Samulnori drumming. At the end of the show, they will have managed to prepare a meal of dumplings, soup and stir-fry, but it’s the process that makes this worth watching. Knives pound on the chopping block, broomsticks metamorphose into fighting tools, plates soar and fruit turn into madcap projectiles and juggling props. Best of all, some fortunate audience members will have the opportunity to taste the results; a lucky pair will even be in on the act, starring as the bride and groom, Ms. Lee and Mr. Kim.

As the white guy in the audience, I got picked to be Mr. Kim, and I married a sweet young Korean woman whose name I never got. But I still have a picture of myself in the silly hat the Cookin’ people strapped to my head.

[crossing the line]

Check out White House Fence Jumpers, a new blog dedicated to “Tracking the crazy crazy people who try to get past the security fence at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave NW, Washington, DC.”

Makes me wonder whether anyone tries this at the heavily fortified Blue House, the official residence of the South Korean president, which happens to be just ridiculously close to North Korea. And what their survival rate might be.

[can we have our tragedy back now?]

So the Bush camp has rolled out its first campaign ads, and guess what they’re about?

One of the most infuriating things about the Bush administration has been the way it has stolen 9/11, so that it has become more and more difficult for people to mourn sincerely — whenever the subject of the attacks comes up, it’s now inextricably tied to Bush’s policies and propaganda.

But if the Bushies think they get to own 9/11 forever, they’re wrong. Press coverage of their first big campaign offensive has focused on how offensive the campaign feels to the victims of 9/11. The White House no longer controls the media storyline.

Let’s hope the criticism continues.