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English Teachers in Vietnam Finally Offered Free Housing

HO CHI MINH CITY, VIETNAM— The Vietnamese Ministry of Prisons has announced a generous offer: free housing for foreign English teachers. As part of this enticing new package, teachers can now enjoy a luxurious thirteen-month stay instead of the traditional wage.

The Ministry recognized the trending theme: Clearly, these English teachers are willing to branch out beyond just parsing sentences. “We’ve heard too many stories of these so-called ‘educators’ engaging in extracurricular activities,” said a ministry spokesperson. “We decided to make their extracurriculars a bit more… structured.”

Notably, there is a new course being introduced: “Drugs and Literature.” English teachers will explore the nuanced relationships between Shakespeare’s tragedies and the expat pub culture.

With local teachers needing a few extra perks to match their Southeast Asian neighbors, Vietnamese officials are eager to remind everyone that in this game of international education, even English teachers deserve something special. After all, when locals are getting benefits, it’s only fair that the expats join in, right? Hence, free housing, less income, and the thrill of potential arrests have never looked more appealing.

The English teaching scene in Vietnam has never been more vibrant, or more criminally inclined. As potential educators weigh the options of a twelve-month contract versus a free bungal—um, cell—next to a bustling karaoke bar, the question remains: Will this strategy lure more talented expats away from the bright lights of the clubs and into the warm embrace of the classroom?

In a region where staying in touch with the local culture has always involved navigating complex social waters, who would have thought a little bit of free housing and a few more potential jail nights would keep English teachers interested and engaged? This cozy arrangement may provide all the motivation you need—whether you’re here for the love of teaching, or … Read more

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Inmates’ IELTS Scores Improve, Teachers Learn Jailhouse Slang

The An Phu Correctional Facility in Saigon has become the unlikely epicenter of English language improvement, thanks to a peculiar initiative involving native-speaking teacher ‘volunteers’ from schools like AMG, some of whom are currently detained for minor drug-related charges. These educators are now dishing out lessons on the Queen’s English instead of the Queen’s hash.

“The English Underground,” group of inmates enrich each other’s lives despite their vastly different circumstances. With every “How are you?” and “What’s up?” presented in a faux-enthusiastic American accent by a 30-something expatriate arrested for possessing a small amount of weed, inmates are discovering a new world of self-expression. “I used to think English was just for tourists,” stated one inmate, now proficient in conversational phrases. “But now I’m debating Shakespeare like I’m back in college, and I taught teacher Rachel how to make a shiv out of soap.”

The Ministry of Prisons has announced plans to increase the English teacher-to-inmate ratio, with the intention of allowing every inmate to engage in daily conversation with their instructor. This approach aims to better prepare those incarcerated for a post-prison life enriched by the ability to express themselves clearly and quite possibly order food at an American diner.

The Ministry is planning to implement random drug testing on the streets, reminiscent of New York City’s past stop-and-frisk policies. “The plan could clean up Bui Vien so it is more like Times Square, maybe even have a TGI Fridays,” enthused a policy analyst. If drug use can be contained on the streets, perhaps it may lead to cleaner prisons that double as language-learning hubs. “Imagine walking down the streets and seeing ‘English Practice Zones’ marked by friendly officers: ‘Step right up! Would you like to order a cheeseburger in English today?”

With this freshly minted English proficiency, inmates … Read more

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Why The Vietnamese Don’t Give Two Fucks About Billionaires

By Wally Tuan

As we delve into contemporary society in our beloved nation of Vietnam, it seems an uncanny calm blankets the communal psyche. Amidst a world where titans amass fortunes rivaling small nations’ economies — with figures such as Zuckerberg and Bezos boasting personal wealth that exceeds national GDPs in countries like Luxembourg or Bermuda — Vietnam stands resilient, largely impervious to the glistening allure of billionaire excess.

Let’s embark on an illustrative journey through a typical day for us: Mẹ Kim wakes up at 6 a.m. with her two children and starts preparing breakfast as Phan Giang returns from his modest job in construction, followed by the family sharing their meal over cups of strong Vietnamese coffee. Their daily routine is simple yet fulfilling — echoes of generations past still resonate within these familial ties steeped in tradition and communal harmony.

As they finish breakfast with a lighthearted conversation, let’s take an imaginative leap to contrast their modest lifestyle against that of billionaire Larry Summers — who reportedly earned $35 million last year alone after selling his private equity firm for hundreds of millions more. In a country where only 1% own as much wealth as Mẹ Kim, it is clear their lives are worlds apart in terms not just of currency but also values and priorities — something Vietnam has never lacked amidst its rice terraces and floating markets.

Even the average monthly salary here doesn’t quite match up to Summers’s annual earnings; our diligent workers, with jobs spanning from local merchants selling fresh fruit under sun-drenched awnings in Ho Chi Minh City marketplaces (average income: around $470 per month) to fishermen casting their nets off Hoi An’s ancient riverbanks, all find contentment and strength within the simplicity of life.

As we draw our explorations to a … Read more

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Heineken Announces Shrinkflation 30-ml Heineken Red

Brought to you by Heineken, the global beer giant that’s never met a margin it didn’t like, the company today unveiled its boldest innovation yet: a thimble-sized 30-ml beer called “Heineken Red.” Marketed as a reverent nod to tailoring traditions and rice-wine shots, the new pour comes in collectible thimbles, complete with artisanal stitching on the box and a commemorative tee-shirt that absolutely cost more to print than the beer inside.

“Shrinkflation is cultural reclamation,” said a spokesperson in front of a banner that cost three times the R&D. “We wanted to honor small-scale consumption. Also, our CFO wanted another Mercedes he can’t drive faster than 25 or put in third gear.” Heineken’s marketing playbook is refreshingly straightforward: spend heavily on gloss and storytelling, cut nothing from production costs, and charge full-price for a dramatically downsized product. Economists call it “value extraction.” Heineken calls it “innovation.”

Heineken insists this is generosity dressed as scarcity. “We’re giving customers choice,” said the CEO, “Some people want less beer. Some people want collectible glassware. Everyone wants to keep paying more for less.” The company is also rolling out limited-edition banners, pub posters, and a line of “Shrinkflation Chic” barmaids’ uniforms styled to match the new canisters. Smaller cans, and smaller “cans”!

Previous lines of the cutesy marketing illusion:

– Heineken Silver — “For the refined, health-conscious sipper.” Same calories per milliliter, dramatically fewer milliliters per container.

– Heineken Zero — “Zero compromise.” Zero worth, tastes like metallic cereal, 150% full price.

Each label promises wellness, sustainability and heritage while the pocket-sized vessels are built from premium aluminum (also priced at premium). Heineken’s ad campaign includes smiling patrons holding up ornate thimbles and boasting, “I had sixteen!”.

Local bar owners (who’d prefer customers buy real pints) were offered boxes of the new thimbles for … Read more

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Seasons of Sorrow In Hospitality

Opinion by Wally Tuan

Imitation does not equal quality in Vietnam’s hospitality industry

Cafes in town that have elevated emotional distress into an art form. Its playlist is the poor soul’s calendar: every song insists the seasons are changing — always spring-to-summer, autumn-to-winter, the whole metaphorical bingo. You cannot sit here in peace. The city’s noise palette has a new worst instrument: a steady stream of syrupy lines about falling leaves, thawing hearts, and smiling like summer, looped until your eardrums beg for asylum.

But what’s even more excruciating is the timing. Just as you settle into your coffee, getting comfortable and ready to relax, the cafe decides to play that one song – you know, “Marry Me” – that one that highlights a man’s tragic loss of both testicles. The repetition is intolerable, and you can’t help but wonder if the cafe’s staff are secretly sadists, taking pleasure in the misery they inflict on their customers.

When cruelty becomes too intimate, when the cafe’s emotional weather report reaches catastrophic levels, you can always flee to your favorite craft-beer sanctuary for refuge. Ha. There is a predictable second-line attack: the craft beer place obligingly switches its own soundtrack to blaring V-Pop at a decibel that makes your neighbor’s barking dog — ten kilometers away, probably retired now — perk up in sympathetic pain. The craft-beer crowd, once a bastion of low-key clinking glasses and subdued talk, transforms into an amphitheater of manufactured joy. Volume increases; melodic simplicity decreases your ability to taste hops. It is globalization’s triumph: every refuge converts into an auditorium for sound-based punishment.

Originality is not a core value here. No, the city prefers the comforting lie that imitation equals quality. Good things are not copied; instead, another “French Taco” opens on the next corner. It arrives … Read more

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Apple Reveals iPhone 17 Has All the Same Features as an iPhone 7

CUPERTINO — Apple announced the incremental iPhone 17 and emphasized what truly matters: it has all the same features as an iPhone 7. “People loved the iPhone 7,” said a spokesperson while holding two devices—one made with futuristic alloys and one wrapped in rose-gold nostalgia—so closely together that customers could no longer tell whether they were looking at engineering prestige or just very expensive déjà vu. “We’re returning to the classic experience: lack of home button nostalgia, no headphone jack—we mean, classic connectivity choices—and that unmistakable feeling of paying for the future awhile receiving the past.”

Key highlights of the iPhone 17 that will feel eerily familiar to anyone who bought a phone in 2016:

-AI Integration: Remove all the flaws from your life before you present a photo, and that deep loneliness and depression will hardly be visible on your profile.

– Home button functionality: Just turn on accessibly options and you are back in a decade not run by billionaire dictators.

– Water resistance: Meets exactly the same conditions required by a rainy day and a minor coffee spill, but let’s face it: it is a priceless feeling of security while taking a dump.

– Camera experience: Achieve “focused minimalism” with accompanied by a $99 filter pack in the App Store, and enjoy the new feature of not having to put your phone in Landscape mode. Pay two grand to not turn your hand.

– No headphone jack: A design choice so timeless it was brought full circle and then politely re-introduced via an accessory sold separately.

– Battery life: Comparable to an emotional commitment from 2016 — solid for a day if you don’t try very hard, a device surely to outlast your failing marriage as you both scroll mindlessly.

– Touch ID vibes: Fingerprint-inspired nostalgia optimized … Read more

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E-Mart Fire-Sale: Hotpot Cooking Pots That Don’t Turn Off

Saigon, Vietnam– E-Mart has unveiled its latest product line: hotpot cooking pots made in China with questionable craftsmanship, these pots have a unique feature — they simply refuse to turn off, putting Saigon’s apartment fires on speed dial.

Emart also offers signature, diabetes-causing 50,000 VND pizza slices as part of their brand of profit-driven harm. Those who lack patience to wait for the effects of saturated-fat, ultra-processed food may appreciate the quicker thrill of an electrical fire.

E-Mart CEO elaborated on the inspiration behind this new expansion. “For years, some people were selling burnt corn cancer coffee on the streets for profit,” he declared, cracking a self-satisfied grin. “Why not take it up a notch as profits should always come before people’s safety?”

This month, the rejected freight costs for poorly designed cookware were serious bargain buys, and E-Mart is more than thrilled. “My house remodeling needs a bit of a boost, so I say, let the pots boil over!” His enthusiasm for enhanced profits is undeniable, even if it risks turning Saigon into a virtual inferno.

When asked for comments, several E-Mart customers were puzzled but still hopeful. “I heard these pots are “to die for”… literally,” chuckled local resident Minh. “Who needs a fire alarm when you can just live on the edge?”

E-Mart has effectively doubled its sales strategy by encouraging customers to purchase complementary fire extinguishers from the neighboring aisle. “It’s a win-win!” boasted the E-Mart CEO. “Buy a pot, get a discount on a fire extinguisher! This month’s profits are cooking up warm and bright!”