By Guest-ranter Rodthebod…
Had to drink soju with business clients last night. It was my first encounter with soju since leaving Korea two years ago. It went something like this:
Soju: I’ve been waiting for you, Rod. We meet again, at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner; now I am the master.
Me: Only a master of evil, Soju.
Soju: Your powers are weak, old man.
Me: You can’t win, Soju. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.
Soju: You should not have come back.
And so on. Long story short: Soju struck me down.
…At time of writing there is no word as to whether Rod became more powerful than we could possibly imagine. Ed.
Short term… less powerful. Long term, hopefully more powerful.