husband, dad, son. american, korean. seoul, ann arbor, san francisco. dev, colleague, em. christian…ish

  • shocked

    Absolutely shocked beyond belief. Never would I have imagined. I have no words. The betrayal someone who I long looked up to literally takes my breath away. There are absolutely no excuses. No excuses at all. How many? How long? What about outside the organization? It’s unfathomable, and the more I think about it, the worse it gets. For all the leadership and accountability he preached, he sure is good at hiding it seems. What a coward, what a loser on top of being a criminal.

    I am far from a perfect person, and my peers back then, especially my small group leader back then, if they remember me, would attest to that if they were being honest. They, who have done much more good than me, are more knowledgeable about the situation, and have a faith well outpacing mine, would have much more important and relevant thoughts to this than mine.

    But If I looked up to him and put him on a pedestal as far as a sometimes attendee and consumer of his content after graduation could, for whatever good was done in the past, damn right I can point an angry finger at him right now, given something this heinous, twisted, ugly, nauseating, and disgusting.

    Do you even understand what you’ve done? How twisted it was? How evil? What is wrong with you? Have you apologized? Do you still not get it? How much of it was fake, how much of it was real? I hope the people around you have said this and more, using far more explicit language.

    Of course, what I’m feeling is almost irrelevant compared to what the survivors have been through, are going through, and may go through. Sadly, I hope, but am pessimistic, that the number won’t grow. 3, is a pattern.

    Again, my perspective comes from someone who was a passive member at best of the community during my time at Michigan. Someone who immensely admired the conduct of my peers, who were kind and strong, qualities I tried to replicate at my next church. And I had continued to admire them from afar as they spread across the planet doing good.

    And to think I thought the guy at the head was largely responsible for setting that culture. A guy who, in retrospect, was living two digusting, manipulative, polar-opposite lives. You can’t read what he did with multiple victims, over at least a decade, and think otherwise. My mouth hung open at how you used the Bible in this, this thing. I didn’t think you would stoop that low. It almost makes adultery seem tame.

    Outside of a handshake one Sunday, I never had any interactions with that guy. The fact that I vividly remember that moment goes to show how much I put this guy on a pedestal. I can’t even say his name at this point. The sermons, the mission trips, the church planting, the mentioning of the Holy Spirit 3,000 times during retreats. The never-ending messages on SNS of Jesus this, Jesus that, leadership this, calling that, fellowship whatever. As someone who has had unimaginable things thrown my way in life that I wouldn’t wish on anyone, I confess that, from time to time, those messages helped me through the decades.

    And maybe that’s why I feel the betrayal I feel. Not necessarily because of my time at Michigan, but the follow up consumption of the content he provided online that helped me through very difficult times.

    But now? I have no clue who this this guy was. Yeah, sure, the duality of man, we’re all fallible, and on and on, but you know what I mean. What was truth, what wasn’t?

    To be sure, I get it in a twisted way. As humans, and especially as males, we can feel temptations toward anything. But this goes far beyond that into exploitation and betrayal? I can’t just hand wave it as ‘Don’t put yourself into that situation’ because you yourself setup the entire system. And you knew. Of all people, you absolutely knew what you were doing. You took full manipulative, step by step advantage of the power imbalance. You 100% groomed them.

    There are other very valid points, such as the organizational setup, checks and balances and accountability, etc. The impact this has on existing organizations. A discussion about the good that has been done in the past desite the disgusting conduct. But that’s another topic for another time. This entry is focused entirely on, and written from the perspective of, a person deeply disappointed, bitter and angry at another.

    And so, so, so sorry to the survivors.

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  • value

    Lately I’ve been having some discussions with friends and family about value… of cardboard.

    I was born a little too early to grow up watching Pokemon, or perhaps South Korea didn’t broadcast those shows. I do however remember religiously gathering baseball and hockey cards during my youth in Minnesota and Canada. It just… felt good as I filled up my binder. I remember proudly showing them off to a bunch of old kids in my neighborhood. Yari Curry was my favorite player back then.

    But as time moved along with lightspeed. I’d long forgotten those activities, but lately have been having fun watching Pokemon cards exchange hands via barter fast and furious. It’s almost refreshing, watching a quick exchange of details, negotiations, and then up to tens of thousands of dollars swap hands just like that. And now other IP’s I’m pretty familiar with, such as One Piece, Gundam, Riftbount, and perhaps the largest of them all, Disney have all launched into this area.

    To be sure, is this entire thing built on gambling aka ripping packs? Absolutely. So I don’t really have something I want to say here, and I have no idea where those will be going, and an abundance of caution is no doubt needed. But still there’s something fun watching these quick and fast negotiations.

  • seoul

    Have to say, that 4 week trip was even shorter than I imagined. I knew as soon as I got off the plane I would be getting back on it, and yep. Despite the hot, damp weather. At least the mosquitos were minimal this time around!

    And I’m glad it went well overall. Visiting the Seoul office and for the first time in my life in an office with Korean speakers all around me. The family trips to the islands where we saw aquariums, petting zoos, and a busker my daughter really liked.

    Meeting old friends, lots of laughs though their conversations are at another level, making future promises, family, being able to gift them something nice, while still managing to argue about something. Still being able to go for a few runs here and there.

    Seems like a dream, actually.

  • home

    It’s an interesting feeling visiting your old high school. Lots of memories come flooding back. Fierce nostalgia, strong feelings of things I can’t describe, and a lot of sweetness. Thankfully I’ve nothing but thankfulness, esp considering in 15 minutes I’ll be meeting some childhood friends I went to this school with.

    But for a few minutes I feel content sitting here, thinking of all the time and events that have happened between then and now.

    Deep feelings of gratitude and self congratulations of everything I went through those times

  • wow

    It’s been what, a couple of months? I still can’t believe it. Maybe even more so than football. I still sometimes think, damn, we won it all, and can’t help but smile.

    I’m sure I’m far from the only student who spent time in the Michigan dorms, cold weather outside, watching the usually kind of bad team with a couple of friends who came uninvited but you were happy to see them nonetheless. I really wasn’t into basketball much, not that I was into much anything back in those days, including things and people I should have been into, but still it was a reprieve from time to time.

    After graduation and life… happened I’d lost interest pretty quick. Didn’t exactly cheer you up when things were going on that utterly relegated sports to a tiny corner. Still I’d watch the couple of Final Four runs they made. It’s something magical advancing through a do or die bracket. …Only to get our hearts broken at the end.

    So even this time, with an undeniably great team, I’d steeled myself for the inevitable loss. Which never happened. Again, I still can’t believe it. In fact I think I feel much happier these days than the actual day of victory, when it felt surreal.

    So, thank you Michigan for the great memories. A benefit of that #1 public school tuition I suppose. Too bad I only keep in touch with a couple of folks from Ann Arbor. But hey, that’s life. I’m sure we all smiled wherever we were.

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  • ah maybe sometimes the closest places are the most beautiful

  • Great wolf lodge

    Isn’t too bad I guess. Never was a big fan of indoor swimming pools, but its just large enough, with rides that I confess I had fun with. Not to mention just floating in water is always a welcome feeling. Crowded but not too much, and everyone is nice and having a blast.

  • shoes

    For someone who never, ever cared about shoes beyond if they were ok for work or not, ok, I get it now. Not that I’ll ever become anything close to being a collector. But yeah, it feels nice. Especially if I get a great price. However, Hoka’s for her still not quite motivating her to come with me yet.

  • AI

    I have some strong opinions about AI. Probably every adult on the planet does.

    On one hand I cannot believe how awesome it is, that you basically can create characters just like a Star Trek holodeck. To go from having to learn the abacus as a kid to this is wild. On the other hand, it’s still almost entirely non-deterministic, when most careers are built on being deterministic.

    But I do have to say some AI augmented songs written as a counter-perspective to the original lyrics, are really cool to listen to. It’s like a long lost answer to a question I never knew I’d asked as a teenager a long time ago.

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  • Audiobooks

    Well I used to read a ton of books when I was a kid. Not many of them had literary value. Actually, probably none of them had. It was mostly fiction, novels, Choose Your Own Adventure. Hardy Boys, Sweet Valley Kids, Tolkien, Rober Jordan, etc etc. They were fun, and escape from the pressurs to study, and I’d stay up late at night to read, much to my moms chargrin. I did somehow manage to read Lee Iacoccas autobiography ha.

    Fast forward to college, and with basically unlimited freedom and more interesting distractions, reading became a thing of the past. I hardly read my own textbooks, but thats another story. Movies, games, friends etc became much more fun obviously. I did pick up Game of Thrones somehow, even attending a reading by the author himself when he swung by Ann Arbor.

    So who would have thought decades later, I pick up reading again, in the form of Audiobooks, to help me with my runs? By the way, I don’t count web comics and reading, my concious won’t let me. Again these are hardy Shakesphere, but I can’t deny I’m falling in love with them again.

    Just thought it was interesting. I do have to try not to go home and read the rest of the story before my next run though!

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