About roadrage: It seems to me that I can do pretty much whatever the hell I like without anyone (except for that bloody camera on Xinsheng S Rd) really caring. Carving people up, being blissfully unaware of concepts like courtesy or ‘right of way’, not looking where you’re going, or thinking about stopping distances, etc. are all perfectly acceptable. The one and only rule seems to be that you don’t get angry with people.
I yelled at a guy once because he pulled out of a side-road at insane speed in his car and nearly knocked me off my bike, so he stopped and was all set to make something of it. But the time I was at fault in an accident the guy in the car was most apologetic and nobody had to hit anybody. People are working to different rules and you just have to take the rough with the smooth. Sure, everyone’s out to kill you. But no-one’s going to get bent out of shape if you’re driving badly.
Usually.
The ‘random’ violence thing is a different matter. But speaking as someone who has been attacked at various times because some idiot didn’t like his shirt, or for the unforgivable sin of talking to a German, I don’t think it’s esecially a Taiwanese problem. Nobody thought it was strange when the guy in the first Star Wars movie initiated a conversation with Obi Wan Kenobi by saying “I don’t like your face.” It’s depressingly normal behaviour in the western world, and usually targeted against at any outsider.
I remember being advised to leave a town festival in the USA in a hurry because a group of cowboys were planning to start something with the new guy in town. And let’s not even get started on random thuggery in the UK. You can get beaten up for being white, or black, or hanging out with someone who is. And I’ve heard some pretty nasty comments in New Zealand from people who don’t like “c.h.i.n.k.s.” and don’t think that decent white people should have anything to do with them. I couldn’t find the post where someone (Bassman?) last year was talking about going to school armed, in N.Z., but I remember quite clearly because of the shock value.
This shit is universal, the problem here is that you’re out of your element and don’t really know the rules the majority are playing by so it’s a surprise when these things happen. And now you’re the outsider. But is it more of a problem than it would be anywhere else? Especially if you’re in a relationship with someone of a different race?
Does it really help to go around armed? A friend of mine once told me that if you’re going to a knife-fight you should take a gun and a bunch of friends. Sure, you might be able to intimidate 9 out of 10 morons, but as these are random events do you want to antagonise the random 1/10 that do have the crowd of heavily-armed mates just around the corner?
This kind of stuff scares the shit out of me, but I encounter it less here than I have done in other places. It might happen in clubs, but I’ve heard plenty of newbies comment on how little trouble there is when they go out.
Having said all those nice, balanced things…
Paradise it ain’t. I’m leaving in September.