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. 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. 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. He will leave Korea around the first of March 2015 and, after taking a long vacation in Seattle, will make final preparations to move to Taiwan. 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 a lot. 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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THE KOREA KRONICLES, PART XVII: How to Leave a Country in 10 Days

2014-05-01 07.16.44Today is February 25, 2015. That means it has been two years to the day since I first set foot on Korean soil. It also means that in exactly ten days, I will board a plane at Incheon International Airport and depart Korea for what will possibly be the last time. I wouldn’t dare say I’ll never return to this country because who the hell knows? If you had told me five years ago that I’d spend two years of my life in South Korea before I’d turned 25 years old, I’d have probably said you were crazy. Even so, it will be a noteworthy milestone–the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. In three days, I will have my last day at work and will say goodbye to students at the English camp for the last time. My apartment is currently full of furniture and items that I no longer own because I’ve sold them to other expats at work who will take possession of them when I leave Daegu next week. What is essentially my entire life is already packed into two rolling suitcases in preparation for my flight next week.

When I leave Korea, I will spend a month in Seattle in a period of rest and reflection. I’ve never been to Seattle but I’ve wanted to visit for the longest time and I can’t think of a better place to spend a few weeks charting my course for the future than a cool city where I am utterly free of any obligations aside from eating, sleeping, and breathing. And, believe me when I say that I desperately need it. The past six months in particular have not been easy, for a variety of reasons. Living and working in Korea has been a fun and enriching experience, but it’s been no cakewalk. I’ve enjoyed the past year or so on the whole, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been happy at or felt enriched by my job and that is one thing in particular that I will not miss about Korea. Not even a little bit.

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