I’ve always wanted a pig for pet.
Many people shared my fondness for pigs, until they realized I wasn’t talking about food, at which point they screamed, “Ewww… how could you possibly want to get near such a dumb, dirty and disease-ridden creature? What’s wrong with you,” while covering their nose as if I’d turned into an odorous animal myself.
Well, not if you keep them clean. I’m not talking about farm pigs. Unwashed, everything is dirty: cats, dogs, kids. Pigs are not stupid too. They are thought to have intelligence comparable to that of a 3-year old human child. No offence, but a pet pig can be cleaner and is probably smarter than your infant, while being equally lovely.
I bet most people will find their heart warmed when they see the smile of a pig (yes they do smile), except of course these humanoid monsters in South Korea.
It all started with an article I read in Reader’s Digest. It told the story of a pig living with a family in a farm, a pig which “watched TV with the boy while sitting on the couch and gobbling up ice-cream”. I’ve wanted a pet pig ever since.
When the pig died of heart disease (too much ice-cream perhaps?), the boy put it this way: “Its heart was filled with so much love that it bursted.”
That brings me to one important reason that has prevented me from having a pet. You see having a shorter lifespan a pet inevitably dies before we do. I must admit I want to avoid having to confront the sadness and grief that come with its departure.
If its heart explodes, mine is caught in the blast too.
Nury Vittachi, one of my favorite columnists and humorists, explains why you can never speak a language well if you only learn it from books:
I’m 100% sure similar things will happen to me too if I ever go to a native English speaking country.
And I wonder what never-used expressions are taught by Chinese textbooks in other countries?
Much has been written about the bizarre English names that some Hong Kong people have chosen, but yesterday I came across a Pizza Hut waiter whose first name almost made the likes of Yuki, Strawberry and Happy seem perfectly normal.
He called himself “Highway”.
And no, his last name wasn’t “Man”.
“FAIL fast, fail early” is a management mantra in many industries. Identify the projects that will not pay off quickly, and the costs of failure are capped. Banks have developed their own version of this rule—“fail completely, fail catastrophically”—but one of the earliest victims of the crisis may yet be among the first to recover.
這篇文章探討瑞銀（UBS）如何收拾金融海嘯的殘局。文首的「Fail fast, fail early」是一句格言，意思是及早發現問題，便可以盡快補救，為時未晚。後面說這句話到了那些大銀行裏，卻演變出另一版本：「fail completely, fail catastrophically」（一敗塗地），當然不是真的格言，只是作者在挖苦銀行而已。貪玩的我，忍不住拿這兩句來試譯。
Fail fast, fail early：失敗時尚早，補牢猶未晚。
Fail completely, fail catastrophically：失敗得徹底，下場很悽慘。
The economy is in terrible shape. People in the financial industry are grudgy as deals run dry and investments get wrecked.
I suspect someone has recently been using my company’s washroom as a favorite place for dumping all these negative emotions, in addition to other things that usually get dumped there.
Make sure you’re not about to have, having or right after a meal before you read on…
Okay, you’ve been warned.
I’ve recently witnessed the following aftermaths of vandalistic acts:
- Heaps of toilet paper clogging the drainage;
- Used toilet paper scattered on the floor (yes, USED, with visible brown stain!!!);
- A pool of urine on the floor, too large to have been caused by unintentionally missed aim;
- And of course the classic you-know-what floating in the toilet. Either the flush was broken or someone didn’t care to flush. I pushed the button and the flush worked perfectly.
I thought I’d seen the worst until this morning, when I spotted brown smear marks on the rim of a toilet seat (and yes, I had just finished my breakfast).
I have no idea who did them.
Needless to say the janitor wasn’t pleased. I heard him cursing – the grudge infected him, and we know grudge snowballs everytime it gets passed on.
Emotion is just like litter. Dump it wantonly and you end up polluting the very environment you’re in. It’s a vicious cycle.
… Under the temporary grip of an evil spell in 2003 they bought Household, an American consumer-credit firm that then haemorrhaged losses. On March 2nd they snapped out of it. HSBC’s chairman acknowledged that it was “an acquisition we wish we had not undertaken”, wrote off its cost and promised to run down its book of dodgy loans. Having opened its heart, HSBC felt able to lower its dividend and raise its core tier-one capital ratio to 8.5%, above those of JPMorgan Chase (6.4%) and Santander (7.2%), two more of the Western world’s biggest banks also vying for the title of the safest one.
這裏說，素來以穩健見稱的大笨象，當年決定買Household是「under the temporary grip of an evil spell」，即中了魔咒是也。在廣東話裏，糊裡糊塗、不知怎地做了錯誤的決定，叫作「鬼上身」，傳神之極，想不到英語也有類似講法。開卷有益，又得一寶，以後翻譯可派上用場。
看下去，同段說Household「haemorrhaged losses」（像內出血般虧損），也是神來之筆，比起用到厭的甚麼「sustained heavy/substantial/significant losses」云云，生動得多了！
又，最尾說摩根大通、西班牙Santander銀行與滙豐「vying for the title of the safest one」，即爭做最穩陣的銀行。想當年好境之時，大行爭相拼命借錢、擴張，譏笑穩健的滙豐過份保守，現在反而以安全為尚。輕輕一句，金融危機下市場的慘況不言自明。
I was having my lunch when I spotted balls of golden brownish hair raining down outside my window.
One landed on my balcony. I picked it up. It looked like dog’s hair. More were drifting down.
Imagining what might be happening upstairs sent chills down my spine.