“Calling into the ring…Joshua!” It’s a hot August night in Taipei, and I am about to be beaten up in public. Standing across the ring (if you can call a cement square taped on a cement barroom floor a ring) stands…
Humor is a tricky thing to translate, which is a pity since humor is also such a good icebreaker. Last week I gave a talk on promoting tourism in Yunlin (an agricultural county in Taiwan), and while they didn’t bring…