The Bluesman\’s Killing Floor

May 2, 2006

Chariots of Fire

Filed under: My Word...,Taiwan Pop Culture — bbluesman @ 3:30 pm

Let's see-it'd been around 17 years since I lived in Taipei. I probably lived in Taipei during the worst time of it's modern history(1987-89). They were digging up the city for the mass rapid transit system forcing the scooters, buses, handful of cars, and scant Mormon missionairies on old beat up bicycles to fight for the little bit of asphalt remaining. Uhh, the taxis ended up with most of my paycheck. I've seen all kinds of taxi themes from rolling karaoke parlors with the funky garish colored lights on board to little mobile movie theaters. Most of them having exotic sacramental looking bottles of air freshener on the dashboard. Well enough said. I have plenty more on this score but am saving it for upcoming podcasts.

Ahh, ok-I was in one cab. The driver had a strange and vacant look in his eyes. My Chinese was passable at that point but eveything I said to him he would repeat with this weird zombie-like grin and stare at me in the rearview mirror. This reminded me of that scene in Annie Hall where Woody Allen is talking with Diane Keaton and car is being driven by Christoper Walken(plying Dwight-Diane Keaton's brother). Then Dwight asks Woody Allen's character if he ever dreams about driving on the road at night and having a desire to steer the car into oncoming headlights with a somewhat crazed look on his face, to which Allen replies,"Gee Dwight-I need to be getting back to earth right now! Been there-done that.

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