Putting a Price on Life and Human Rights in Taiwan

  I came across a very enlightening editorial in the Nov. 7 Taipei Times newspaper about the Taiwanese judiciary's recent ruling that the mother of a wrongly convicted and executed young serviceman would receive $3.4 million in compensation for the loss of her son. While highlighting several troubling aspects of this case, author Lin Feng-jeng aptly points out the Taiwanese judiciary's and government's penchant for claiming that everything they do is "done according to the law." 
  According to the faulty logic of this oft-used excuse in Taiwan, the young man's confession under torture and duress, his execution, the lack of punishment for those guilty of violating his human and legal rights and for orchestrating his conviction and execution, were all handled "according to the law." 
  In my case, I was also told numerous times by the judge, prosecutor's and staff at the prosecutor's office, and even by some lawyers, that everything about my case was being handled "according to the law." In fact, my last lawyer, in a fit of anger while we were arguing about how poorly my case was being handled by the court and how much my legal and human rights were being violated, told me point-blank that "The truth didn't matter." He went on to explain that in Taiwan's courts, what judges care about is "who has the evidence" that the judge deems relevant according to his own thinking. Put simply, the parties in court are at the whims, fancies and biases of the particular judge, and whoever is lucky enough to be in the judge's favor will win the case!
  Read the editorial for more about how the law, judiciary and government handle legal and human rights in Taiwan:  Vote For a Legal System That Is Just

Of Concealment, Deception and Ignoring the Evidence

  These photos, plus the video and my MRT travel records are tangible and consistent physical proof that there was no reasonable possibility for me to have put my arm around the accuser's waist - no matter before, during the time, or after the photos were taken. 
  Some of the crucial pieces of evidence the photos show are the time (contained in the file information by right clicking on the photo and clicking "Details" and on my watch); witnesses; my, the accuser and the witness' positions, and the area surrounding the nursing university booth. In addition, there were more photos and other video taken during the June 4 activity that were hidden away and prevented by certain parties from being revealed that would have further supported my innocence. 
  In essence, Alice Yang and the nursing university's false allegation of sexual harassment has always been predicated on concealment, deception, unsubstantiated hearsay and outright lies. What they have done to me is far more heinous and dangerous than anything I've been accused of by them. 
  The accuser, the nursing university (國立臺北護理健康大學), and the Gender Equity committee that handled the sham investigation have NEVER produced any photos, video, or other tangible evidence that supports the accuser's story or the witnesses hearsay testimony.  That the court would accept the accuser, the witness', and the nursing university's unsubstantiated lies over much more factual, tangible, and reasonable physical evidence shows the magnitude of prejudice, inability to judge facts from fiction, and even corruption widely known and prevalent in Taiwan's judiciary.

Reflections After A Life Is Taken III

"Strange isn't it. Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?"

Clarence The Angel from the movie It's A Wonderful Life

  Christmas night I finally finished watching one of my all-time favorite and touching movies for the umpteenth time. As I watched and was moved by several of the most poignant lines of this holiday classic, I was reminded of one major reason why I have managed to survive the assassination attempt on my character and livelihood by the administration bullies at the nursing university. Even in the darkest and most stressful hours of this nightmare, I have never forgotten that it truly is a wonderful life and God has given me the greatest gift to live this life...to touch the lives of so many others and to be touched by many others as well.

  I also appreciate and treasure more than words can say that my wonderful, loving parents brought me into this world, they worked hard, sacrificed and poured all their love and care into raising me through childhood into an adult - they made it possible for me to become who I am.  As their flesh and blood, first child, and only son, I know how deeply it would hurt and impact them if I did such an irresponsible thing as take my own life for any reason, let alone over a few very poor excuses for human beings - low-life, no-class trash - who certainly would never be worth taking one's life over.  

  From some grieving parents I've heard sharing the pain of losing a child, I've heard them say "No parent should have to bury their child." I can't imagine putting my mother and father, who brought me into this world, or even my 4 younger sisters through such incomprehensible grief.

  When I first heard of the false sexual harassment accusation against me, from a colleague (in confidence) of all people, my whole world quickly disintegrated into confusion, disbelief, panic, anger, and frustration. Gradually I realized that a small clique of two-faced people in the nursing university's administration had suckered me into their scam by inviting me to join an off-campus activity with 3 students I did not know and one who had been my student just months earlier and was known by her classmates, faculty and staff to have some mental illness. 

  One day the administrators were pouring praises on me and seeking my advice on what to do for the activity, the next day they were ganging up on me (5 on 1) in a dastardly, premeditated attack on my person. One day I was waiting to complete the process to renew my work permit for the next year and planning a trip back home to New Jersey to visit my family, the next I was scrambling for answers to what was going on and how to keep myself in Taiwan at least long enough to get some answers and to decide what to do about the false accusation, my work and my future.

  I have felt the powerful dark forces that can break down an otherwise normal, healthy human being and weaken them to the point of doing things they would not normally do. The seemingly endless days, weeks and months of this nightmare drove me to depths of despair, inner rage and turmoil I had not experienced since the darkest days of my turbulent marriage and divorce almost 20 years earlier.

To be concluded... 

Reflections After A Life Is Taken II

  My student's death was a rude wake up call. For these years of the nursing university nightmare I've been periodically drifting in and out of the huge dark cloud that's hung over my life, battling mild bouts of depression and feeling some of the energy and vitality that used to fuel me just drained away...fighting to keep myself afloat mentally, emotionally and financially. With a suicide happening to someone I knew, my own situation and handling of it have been drawn more sharply into focus recently.

  The first days and weeks after I heard about the false accusation in June 2007 were full of highly charged feelings and wild swings of emotion...mostly negative. Suddenly the positive and stable world I had been living in was shattered and in chaos. My job was rudely and suddenly pulled out from under me at the time when I was supposed to be getting my contract renewal, renewing my work visa for another year, and going home to visit my parents, sisters and friends during the summer break. Instead, in the middle of all the confusion over the false accusation and trying to get answers and protect myself, I had to hurriedly find another job to remain in Taiwan at least long enough to fight through the school's bogus investigation and decision and to figure out what to do next - stay longer and seek justice or move on somewhere else with better preparation. The administrators behind this evil plot planned it well and timed it to give me the least amount of time possible to challenge and uncover their wrongdoing and find another job.   By the time I got official notice of the sexual harassment accusation and request to participate in the sham investigation, I only had 30 days left to the expiration of my contract and alien resident status. It was crystal clear the conspirators were not counting on me surviving in Taiwan past these 30 days.

  It was during this time and continuing the next several months that, in retrospect, I was the most vulnerable to the unstable emotions and mental state I had fallen into. I had plenty of thoughts of things I wanted to do that were very uncharacteristic of me. Fortunately, none of them were about committing suicide but my parents were very concerned about me and were very direct in asking if I were thinking about such a selfish act. They assured me several times how much they loved me and were there for me...and how devastated they and my four younger sisters would be if ever I took my life. I did my best to assuage their fears and show them I was not on the verge of or considering suicide.

To be continued...

Reflections After A Life Is Taken

  It's been a longer than usual break from writing. I try to write at least twice a week, but sometimes daily life or swings in my mood prevent me from keeping that pace. This time, it was something shocking and completely unexpected and it's effect on me the past couple of weeks.

  Exactly 2 weeks ago I found out one of my private students, who was part of group of 4 colleagues learning English, had committed suicide the week before. He was only 38, married, and had a 2-year old son. It seemed his career was very good, he was well-liked and respected by his colleagues, and I had a good impression of him from our classes. Nothing I knew about him or saw indicated he was a troubled or potentially suicidal person.

  The news of his sudden death and that he had committed suicide weighed heavily on my mind all that day and for much of the entire week. Not just about his death, but I also did a lot of deeper reflection on my own life these past 3+ years. What I have been through emotionally and psychologically from the start of this unimaginable nightmare up to the present, and how I have managed to survive the trauma, stress, and even periodic depression that have impacted me. What could have been so difficult or stressful for my former student that would have caused him to end his life when it seemed he had everything else going for him?

To be continued...