Those of us who’ve been in Hong Kong for some time either forget or take it for granted. Worse, we allow that now well-known Hong Kong cynicism to take over where too many try to see what’s wrong rather than what’s right.
No one, however, can ignore how swiftly and effectively the Hong Kong Jockey Club reacted to the horrific tragedy after the races at Sha Tin on Saturday.
This was when a bus carrying passengers from the racecourse crashed leaving 19 dead and over 66 people injured, some in serious condition. Let’s not forget the emotional scars that will need healing.
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By Hans Ebert
Looking back to those surreal, weird and right out there days when firmly entrenched in the music industry with many of us making The Wolf of Wall Street look like pussies, there weren’t a helluva lot of executives who actually lived and loved and BREATHED the music, certainly not like pioneers of the industry like Sam Philips, Chris Blackwell, Berry Gordy Jr, Herb Alpert and Jerry Moss, David Geffen, Ahmet Ertegun, below, and the handful of others.
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