North Korea, Our New Couch, and Me

I think my mom has emailed me more this week than she has in all the years the Internet, she, and I have existed on this planet together.

The US Embassy sent out an email yesterday that opened with:

“The U.S. Embassy informs U.S. citizens that despite current political tensions with North Korea there is no specific information to suggest there are imminent threats to U.S. citizens or facilities in the Republic of Korea (ROK).  The Embassy has not changed its security posture and we have not recommended that U.S. citizens who reside in, or plan to visit, the Republic of Korea take special security precautions at this time.”

I forwarded that on to my family.

And while my morbid nature is curious what the “Get the fuck out now!” email will read like (I imagine its tone will resemble the Tony-voice from The Shining: REDRUM! REDRUM!), I’ve been in South Korea long enough to have witnessed other instances of saber rattling, and this one appears to be more of the same. None of my coworkers are behaving like this is anything out of the ordinary. There are no tanks in the streets and the USMC hasn’t evacuated service-member families from the base here in town.

I told my mom that we bought a couch and the thing Jin and I are most worried about right now is where to put it: against the wall nearest the window or the one with the 60s space-age wallpaper. My aunt, being an interior decorator, after hearing the couch was beige, said to put it against the 60s space-age wallpaper and then get some throw pillows that’ll match the colors in the wallpaper. Being open to the advice of sages, this is what we will do.

And that’s one way to react to all this saber rattling, and how we are choosing to.

But…

Of course there’s a “but”, because I can’t discount all my fears. I know what a “black swan” is and lived in Jersey City and worked in NYC on 9/11. Horrible shit happens when you least expect it. A stable system built atop dynamic forces can collapse into complete chaos. And that’s where this gets tricky. How long do I want to spend thinking about worst-case scenarios? Give me an hour and I could spin you several dozen. Do I prepare for each one, only one, or none? How paranoid do I want to let myself be about this?

Most of the expats in town aren’t worried and are quick to dismiss fears that this is anything different. To suggest taking steps to prepare is met with hostility of a veiled sort, and it’ll be funny if my last thoughts in the .00000005 seconds before a North Korean nuke’s detonation and my vaporization is “I told you so” – at least it’ll be funny to my forcibly disassociated atoms in a cosmically ironic way. But I’m a big fan of brief focused bouts of productive paranoia.

If you’re constantly worried about something, it’s often best to set aside a proscribed time to obsess about it. Think of what steps you can take to prepare, do them, and then once they’re done and the time limit’s over, stop thinking about it.

So that’s what we’ve done. We’ve done all the minor things we can like register with the embassy, put together an emergency bag, and talked about meeting places. Both Jin and I are children of the 1980s and the late Cold War. The prospect of Nuclear Annihilation is something we remember from being kids. The city where we live now is an early target in any sort of open conflict. The city where Jin’s parents live is similar. In that situation all the bottled water in our emergency bag means doodley-squat. In any one of the baker’s dozen of alternative clusterfucks that might result, who knows, maybe those extra water bottles will come in handy.

But what we both really expect is that the bottled water, the folded-up map to the Marine base, the emergency bag, will all gather dust in the gap between the wall and our washing machine, and whether we can find blue, green, and orangish throw pillows here in town is what we’re really worried about.

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5 responses to “North Korea, Our New Couch, and Me”

  1. Mark Morency says :

    Thanks for the insight into the situation of there. My wife and I were heading to Hawai’i in a couple weeks, and while not exactly worried, we had a few “what ifs” occupying our thoughts about the trip. It’s not like they can even reach Hawai’i with their weapons right now, let alone Austin as their threats indicate (really? Austn?!) If you’re on throw-pillow quest, I’m sure we have even less to worry about. BTW- I actually like the look of the sofa against that wallpaper.

  2. gordsellar says :

    Leaving South Korea, my wife and I both felt a sense of relief that we will be far from the mess when the shit does inevitably hit the fan… but at the same time, we both kind of don’t think anything is about to happen there, and most of our relief is simply at not having to live in the shitty neighborhood we spent so many years.

    (Though I do miss our shower, now. Well, and the lack of cockroaches.)

    That looks like a fine and comfy couch, much more worthy of your attention than the histrionic moron dance of the Kim Empire. Enjoy it… it took me most of a decade before I invested in a couch in Korea, and when I finally did, I began to kick myself for not having done it sooner.

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