Fa – the Green Dragon

A Place for the Odd Musings of an Expat Bristolian


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Say it isn’t so

I heard recently on the news that Donald Trump does not like to read books.

Okay, so I am willing to take that information with a pinch of salt and put it down to a news organization trying to discredit him by publishing negative things about him. But what if it is true? Say it isn’t so!

Of course it would explain a lot about his uninformed tactless manner. He may have figured that h didn’t need any cultural input to round out his education. Some people have a natural knack for what is commonly termed “street smarts” .  Donald Trump seems to lack these too. Maybe he’s never been on a street, except inside a limousine. Just sayin’.


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Black Lives Matter will soon have no meaning!

The 49’s QB, Kaepernick is doing  the Black Lives’ Matter movement a disservice by his actions during the playing of our national Anthem. His action is more like that of an overpaid spoiled brat.
He would do better to make a thoughtful statement that everybody can support rather than one which claims that police action is systemically racist and therefore about him. Give me a break. I for one will be boycotting the 49’s from now on.

It’s people like Kaepernick who create and foster racism through offensive behavior. Soon, when he has finished biting the hand that feeds him and he’s out of a job, he will probably claim that the people who caused and allowed that to happen were racist. Don’t let me hear anymore about this loser. Maybe he’ll do better at the Ebonics University across the water in Oakland. Just sayin’


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He doesn’t know

He doesn’t know what He doesn’t know

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I get the impression that because of his extraordinary wealth, some of which he inherited from his father Fred Trump; Donald Trump has thus far lived a life which has been so separated from the world at large,  that he is out of touch with everyday life. Donald Trump does not know what he does not know. The saddest part however, I that he is not inclined to listen to those around him who are telling him this. Of course one wonders if indeed they are telling him or are they petrified because of Donald’s tendency to declare “you’re Fired!” Just askin’


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The Case of Philando Castille

Philando castile was shot to death during a traffic stop.

According to the policeman who shot him, it was because of the presence of a gun.

Philando Castille had a permit to carry a concealed weapon. Philando’s girlfriend said that he told the officer who stopped him that he had a permit to carry. Later she said something like,  now he’s gone ad will not be able to be a role model for my little girl.

Turns out Philando was liked by lots of people especially at the school here he worked helping to serve lunches to the kids.

While I do not deny Philando had every right to carry a concealed weapon; my question is, why did Philando feel it necessary to be driving around armed with a hand gun in the middle of the night with his girlfriend and her toddler daughter? Did he also carry that gun to school? Just askin’


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Trying to Express a Strange Feeling

There is something about port cities that really touches something deep inside me.  I come from a port city and as luck would have it I had a job at one time in my life which took me to many ports.

The parent company of the company I worked at was called The 2000 Corporation of Montreux, Switzerland. This company owned and operated many companies among which were: Ocean Cruise Lines, Ocean Air, Travelers, and Pearl Cruises of Scandinavia.

Part of my responsibilities at Pearl Cruises was to research, explore and negotiate shore excursions and ground operations with various destination Management Companies, Hotels and Ground Transportation operators.

My office was located in the Ocean Terminal building in Hong Kong and it was from there that I travelled throughout Asia to do my job.

The Ocean Pearl was a refurbished Baltic Sea Ferry with a 12,000 ton displacement. We sailed a variety of itineraries around China and southeast Asia depending on the season. Our routes included the countries of Japan, China, Taiwan, Korea, Hong Kong. Thailand, Singapore, Myanmar (formerly Burma) and Indonesia. Occasionally we operated special sailings to Vietnam and Cambodia.

Probably among the many ports we visited, Shanghai was the one which conjured up thoughts of mystery and fascination. Other ports such as Beidaihe, Dalian, Tianjin,Qinghuangdao, Qingdao, Tanjung Aru, Port Klang, Kuching, Kotakinabalu, Bandarseribegawan and Yangon were places that most people were learning about for the first time.

Whenever I was in a port to meet with the harbormaster to discuss berthing, tides, customs, health, migration or other logistical matters prior to  the arrival of The Ocean pearl I always experienced the same feeling that I felt as a boy exploring the dockland area around the Floating Harbour in Bristol. It is difficult to express but no matter how many times it happened it was always a sense of wonder. The wonder stemmed I think from the idea that water connects the majority of people n this planet.

Looking around me I sometimes wondered about the vessels could  see, either berthed with several cranes loading and unloading cargoes, or lying at anchor at some distance from the port.

the feeling was always one of excitement. While the task of sailing might seem quite simple to some on the surface (no pun intended), navigating the globe is in fact a complicated task requiring sound training and broad knowledge.

I used to imagine what it must have been like aboard a wooden sailing ship in the days before ships had engines. Just casting off from the quay in Bristol and maneuvering a large vessel through the lock gates and into the river Avon on an outgoing tide must have required a skill developed with time and experience of the sea.

No two ports are the same. Kuching (Cat City) in Malaysia for example requires very precise timing in order to enter. There is a sand bar at the entrance to the port. Miss the tide and you sit and wait for the next high tide. A pilot is required for the 8 miles journey up the river Avon into Bristol. Kaohsiung the southern port city of Taiwan has a long straight concrete lined channel which leads in from the sea. Political tensions years ago across the Formosa Straits led to the construction of machine gun posts in towers along the channel. Continue reading


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On Rocks and Hard Places

Donald Trump is caught between a rock and a hard place. This wealthy megalomaniac is not only needy and childish, he is also an uninformed, clueless, bombastic, and unthoughtful idiot. He cannot go on campaigning (but of course he will) because he will remove any doubt if his supporters think this is untrue. His absence from further campaigning on the other hand will confirm the point.


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A Riparian Life

A Riparian Life

Recently, I wrote about my quest to become a good blogger. The main problem for me as I stated was what might be relevant for my readers. So I gave this some thought. In doing so, it occurred to me that my life has be one of living in many different locations. Most of these locations were on or near a major river.

I come from the city of Bristol in Great Britain which is located on the River Avon, a tidal river connected to the open sea. Bristol has a long sea-faring history; it is even thought that cod fishermen sailed out of Bristol  and reached the  North American continent at Nova Scotia many years before Columbus arrived in Florida in 1492. The river is not the same Avon which runs through Stratford upon Avon,  famous as the  birthplace  of William Shakespeare. There are several rivers named Avon throughout the British Isles. In fact the very name Avon which comes from the Latin name Abona  given by the Romans and its  Celtic name of Afon, given to it  long before the Saxon invasion .

Bristol used to occupy parts of  two counties; that of   the  South of  Gloucestershire and the North of Somersetshire. The counties were separated by the river. At the center of the city is a body of water referred to as the Floating harbor. Ocean going ships that come up the river on a high tide, are able to enter the harbor through a set of lock gates. They can remain docked for loading and unloading until ready to set sail, at which time the lock gates are opened and the ship able to depart down river to the sea.

When I was about 12 years old, my father gave me a book. It had the curious title of : Three Men in a Boat (to say nothing of the dog) by Jerome K. Jerome. In short, it was a story about three men who decided to take a boating vacation on a river and the adventures that befell them in the process. It must have made a lasting impression on me because I have always loved the rivers on or near  which I found myself living over the years. I have also  included rivers which were significant insomuch that while I did not actually live on or near them, thy did play a large part of my life.

I’ll write about these rivers in chronological order. But, just to let you know up front, here is a list of rivers that have played a part in my life. I will be writing about:

  • The River Avon – U.K.
  • The River Severn –  U.K.
  • The River Thames – U.K
  • The Mersey River – U.K.
  • The River Hen – U.K.
  • Hazel Brook – U.K.
  • The River Trym – U.K.
  • The River Swale – U.K.
  • The River Seine – France.
  • The Dordogne River – France
  • The Gironde River – France
  • The River Elbe – Germany
  • The Weser River Germany
  • The Rhine River – Germany
  • The Mosel River – Germany
  • The Mississippi – USA
  • The Chicago River – USA
  • The Fox River – USA
  • The Platte River – USA
  • The Pearl River – China
  • The Yangtze Jiang – China
  • The Amazon river – South America
  • The Orinoco River – South America
  • The Danube – Hungary, Austria
  • The Amstel River – The Netherlands.
  • La Meuse River Belgium
  • The Nile River – Egypt

Before I relate events in my life and the part that  the rivers themselves played, I think I should mention that as a young boy I loved to explore. I loved my city of Bristol and the I was enthralled by the very oldness and historic  place that it was. It got its name from” Bricgstow” meaning “place of the bridge.”

A few famous people are associated with Bristol including Robert Louis Stephenson,  Isambard Kingdom Brunel, John Sebastian Cabot and a few others. I’ll get to these illustrious souls in due course.

During the Roman Occupation of Britain settlements were built around Bristol and several  country villas have been uncovered over the years.A port  called Portus Abonae was established at what today is known as Sea Mills a small suburb of Bristol along the river.