About Me

Roy-Gene (Aidan) is a writer, social and political progressive, bleeding-heart liberal, unapologetic tree-hugger, nascent world-traveler, former junior high Student Council presidential candidate, occasional hipster, sometime rabble-rouser, recovering cynic, frequent potty-mouth, disaffected country boy, flannel aficionado, aspiring coffee and beer connoisseur, and flagrant dreamer–but not in that order–as well as a 2012 graduate of Oral Roberts University in Tulsa, Oklahoma. In his free time, he enjoys reading, writing, thrift shopping, and admiring the aesthetics of the male posterior. He likes his brews strong, his conversations deep, and there are only two things he truly detests in life: people who take pride in their ignorance and dark chocolate… and wearing socks in bed. Okay, so, three things.

He was catechized as “Aidan”–for St. Aidan of Lindisfarne–on July 22, 2012, at Holy Apostles Orthodox Christian Church in Tulsa, Oklahoma. What that action signifies to him is still a matter of substantial internal debate, but he currently considers himself an agnostic atheist. In February of 2013, he moved to Daegu, South Korea, and began working as a teacher of English as a second language, a profession he plans to pursue for at least the foreseeable future. His adventure in South Korea ended with February in 2015 and he’s currently living in Taiwan until further notice. He’s exploring the possibility of joining the United States Foreign Service in a few years and hopes to spend his life doing what he can to show the world that America is, in fact, not full of ignorant, culturally-superior, gun-toting, self-infatuated fools but that those are just the ones we put on television–or occasionally elect to political office. Ultimately, he just wants to move to the Pacific Northwest, build himself a house out of mud, grow his food in a picturesque little garden, and open a quirky coffee shop/pub that’s really obscure and that you’ve probably never heard of. Finally, because he knows you’re wondering, yes, he did write this himself in the third person. Deal with it.

About Roygeneable

Hi. I’m Roy-Gene. I write shit.

Of course, that’s not to say what I write is shit, but I do write frequently. It’s what I do and I do it because I love it. I guess I can really only hope what I write isn’t shit in the literal sense. Anyway, before I get the chance to really offend you, let me say this: I’m glad you dropped by. It means a lot to me for people to read what I have to say, whether they agree with it or not.

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In simplest terms, my “goal in writing” (if it’s even even wise to have such a thing) is to make people think–to make people think about what they believe, about what they say, and about what they do. I’ll go out on a limb and say that in the potluck of problems the world faces, the biggest dish is ignorance. Not illiteracy, ignorance, which I define as “belligerent illiteracy.” Oh, and add to that a maddening predisposition for people to just follow the herd of humanity. With any luck, I will at some point write something that pisses you off. At the very least, it means I’ve forced you to form your own opinion (or at least one different than mine).

I want the things I write to be funny, provocative, interesting, eye-opening, or maybe even inspiring (or any combination thereof) and it should be noted that I never say anything I don’t believe is right when I say it. That said, I do reserve the right to grow in wisdom, rethink my opinion, and reach a better conclusion if need be. And yes, since I’m not running for President of the United States, I’m allowed to do that. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from watching infomercial hosts, politicians, and televangelists, it would be that it’s far better to be heard because you say meaningful things and not simply because you have the loudest voice in the room.

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TYPE B in TAIPEI, PART II: Seasons Come and Seasons Go

20150525_121755It’s been two months since I’ve arrived in Taiwan, and now the rainy season has begun. And, when I say “rainy,” I mean rainy. I mean buckets-full of big, fat raindrops almost whistling as they fall like carpet bombs for hours on end. I mean walking outside with an umbrella and still preparing to be soaked from the neck up after five minutes. But, let’s back up a bit… two months?! I’ve already been here over two months? Cheese and rice.

It’s almost impossible to believe but I’ve pinched myself and dumped a bucket of ice water over my head and nothing’s changed so I guess it must be true. Just a hair over sixty days ago, I hopped on a plane and started a new life in a new country. Again. Now that new life is starting not to feel so new, but is approaching something approximating predictability and routine. The ironic thing is that this leg of the journey is almost over. Go figure. Continue reading

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