Monthly Archives: October 2019

Guns Fired Off Outside Texas A&M, Resulting in Two Deaths Ten Injuries

Tragedies that occurred, at a celebratory event, the homecoming party, and there were, fatalities, from the Front Page Sections, translated…

On the evening of the 26th in Texas, a man started shooting at random at a party close to the Texas A&M Commerce campus, causing at least two fatalities, ten injuries, the suspect is still at large.

The school made its public statement early morning on the 27th, that the shooting did NOT occur on campus.  The local police said, that the party seemed to have been hosted by a fraternity to bring in the new school year, they’re currently trying to confirm, fi there were students who were injured or killed, along with the motives of the shooter.

The local news station reporter, Whiteley stated, that this shooting occurred in a local night club, The Party Venue, in the suburbs, outside Glennville, close to Huntsville County, which is quite close to the Texas A&M in Commerce.

and here’s a video from the local news stations, from YouTube

The local sheriff’s department’s deputy chief stated, that there were about 750 people inside the night club, and that the homecoming party may have been hosted by a fraternity of the Texas A&M, but it wasn’t, a registered activity with the schools.

The spokesperson for the school, Johnson stated, “Our hearts go out to the victims of the shooting, we’re, praying for them”, and the statement also said, that Texas A&M is now, working hand in hand with the police locally to investigate the matter, to confirm if the students at A&M had been shot or not.  The police is currently investigating.

The police department of Texas A&M tweeted, that the shooting occurred outside the school, and that there may be students who attend A&M present at the time of the shooting, they’re, looking further into the matter right now.

The Party Venue’s FB page stated, that they only provided the space.  The owner of the night club stated, that the Business Department’s Fraternity had asked to rent out the space, to host a party.  And that something had, happened there.  But gave no more details.

The Dean of the Business Department of Texas A&M tweeted, that this was the weekend before the students were starting school, the local medical center told CNN earlier, that they did, receive the injured, but nobody provided the total number of people who’d been injured, nor the details of how the injuries had, occurred.

This may have been, yet, ANOTHER randomized shooting, and, that’s just it, the shooters, because they wanted to cause injuries, damages on a grander scale, are more than likely, to target these events, where there are, people who are, attending, like this particular, homecoming party, and that’s just it, the world became, more dangerous, because there are always going to be those, ticking time bombs, waiting to explode, and when the individuals were pushed to CRACK, this, is what happens, and it will, keep on happening, partially because gun is so accessible in the U.S.

 

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The Sense of Humor that the Bus Driver Has

Through an act of kindness toward a stranger, hoping, that someone else will follow your lead, and show the same kindness needed, to the man too, translated…

I took my six-year-old son out and waved at the bus driver as we were, catching the bus.  Unless nobody’s getting on or off, the driver would, stop at every bus stop.

To a certain stop, we saw the driver run really fast off the bus, then, slowly, helped a visually impaired person on board, right then and there, I saw the man with a sign with the bus route written on it, readied, to put it inside his knapsack, and that was when I’d learned, that as the visually impaired man heard the bus wheeze by his side, he’d, taken out the sign, so the drivers can see it.

like this???查看來源圖片kindness, sighted!  Photo found online

The driver confirmed with him what station he was getting off, returned back to the driver’s seat, I saw the man with his cane, prodding around, headed slowly, toward a certain object on the bus, I’d, reminded him quickly, “sir, there’s a seat next to you!”, he’d, patted the structures of the seats, asked, “right here?  Thanks!”, my husband next to me spoke in synchrony, “Yes, be careful sitting down!”, I watched him smiled, and nodded toward our direction, then, he’d, picked up his cell phone, put on his earphones, and immersed himself in the music happily.

As I was about to get out, the man was, still enjoying his music, I’d, held my son’s hands, as we got off the bus, because I believed, that this, was going to be, a beautiful relay, that as others saw how helpful I’d been to this man, that he was in need of assistance, I’m more than certain, that others onboard the bus will also, lend him, a helping hand.

And so, kindness still, started with one, and this woman hoped, that with her show of kindness toward the visually impaired passenger onboard the bus, someone else will also, follow her example, in lending the man, a helping hand, and this, is exactly, how kindness gets passed down from one person to the next, it all starts, with one!

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Turning Tricks…

She’d been, turning tricks, exchanged hands, more time than she can count.  Turning tricks, it’s, the only life she’d, ever known, she was, born, into the life, of a whore…

Turning tricks, that, is what she was, “groomed” to do, how she was, trained, to act, she’d, walked in, to a room full of men, with her long legs, her large tits.  She’d, started, getting the attention of the first man she’d, ever loved, her dearest, daddy, since she started, “developing”.

how she worked查看來源圖片photo from online

Turning tricks, it’s, the only life she knew, she had, NO skills, no way, of, making a better way of, living, without man.  Turning tricks, there’s, nothing she can do, everything she knew, had been, TRASHED, and she had, nothing, to keep her living, but her body, and so, she’d, started, using that!

Turning tricks, it’s, a hard life on the streets, especially as she got, pimped out, time and time again, and when she refused, her pimp had, beaten her into, submission, this was, NO life for a, human being, but she’d, lived it, she’s still, living it, ‘cuz, that’s, the only life she ever knew…………

And, they found her, in a dumpster, with needle marks, all over her arms, she’d died, not from overdosing on illegal substances, but, because she refused, to keep on, turning tricks, her pimp just, injected her, with, a lethal dose of, something her body, couldn’t, handle.

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Passing Through, on a Bamboo Raft, a Poem

On burying one’s own, offspring, translated…

A Bamboo Raft, Like a Red Lotus Passed Through

Vanished, into the Fog

“Affinities of Children, Thin Like the Foams on the Waterfront”

So True These Words

Watching the Sunset Light Withering in the West

Time Has No Place Here

Memories Can’t Hide

The Awareness, Electric Shocked

Who isn’t, Like that Small Raft

Drifting in-Between Life & Death

Listening to the Heaviness of the Repentance of Love & Lust

With the Broken Bridges, Severed Off Streams, the Dying Smokes

And so, this, is finally, coming to one’s senses about the finality of life, because you’d lost the ones you loved when they were too young, and you are, still living, you’d, needed to, cope with losing the ones you cared for, loved, your, own young…

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Because of Your Not Ready to Let Me Go, I Had to, Suffer, Longer than I Had to…

tattooed, around the area where the tube is, supposed to, go in…photo from online

I’d been found, in the TERMINAL stage of cancer, it’d, progressed too advance, metastasized, took over, my other organs as well, but because of your not ready to let me go, I had to, suffer, longer than I had to.

I get, that you love me, and couldn’t see me die, but heck, EVERYBODY dies, I’d, already, come to understand that, through the course, of this, illness, and, as my cancer had, progressed, little, by little each and every day, I’d, become, less than all I once was, I’d lost, ALL my dignities, I’d started, wearing DIAPERS for crying on loud, and needed people, to carry me up and down, and I can’t even, sit STRAIGHT, in my god damn, WHEELCHAIR either!

Despite everything that’s been done, my cancer is still “on”, in fact, it’s, MORE than on, and, this last round of chemo, it’d, left me, so FUCKING weak, I can’t even see anything in front of my eyes now.

查看來源圖片the forms…photo from online

Is this the way, I want to live? HELL no! And yet, you’re, still, keeping me here, but W-H-Y, huh? Why do you, HATE me so, that you feel compelled, to DRAG me through this SHIT in these dying days of mine? And, why can’t I, just, have some peace, and just, live from breath to breath?

I’m NOT afraid to D-I-E, by any measures, in fact, I wish I were DEAD now, and yet, look at, these tubes that are, attached to my body, there’s one, to drain out the excess fluids, one that’s, in my arms, to draw the blood out for testing’s sake, and oh, do you not see, this tube that’s, stuck down MY fucking throat here? And, don’t EVEN, get ME started, on what feeding time is like every single time here???

Now, ask yourselves this: would THIS be the way, you all want to, live out the rest of your lives? And, if you could have a choice, wouldn’t you, just, want someone, to PULL the P-L-U-G-S?

So, why are you, still, keeping your own loved ones, connected to that monitor, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping, and beeping away, huh?

This is, completely, I-N-H-U-M-A-N-E, and NOBODY deserves to, LIVE like this, especially, NOT during those, final days, years, months of her/his, life………

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In a Five-Car Chase, Guns Were Fired, the Bullets Ricocheted and Injured a Couple

Caught, in the crossfires, at the wrong place, at the wrong time! From the Front Page Sections, translated…

A couple in the midnight hours of last night, rode together on a scooter, waited for the lights to change in Sinchuang District of Hsinbei City, suddenly, guns went off, the couple were both, injured by bullets that ricocheted; the police chased the leads, and arrested five men including Lee, found that the two groups had, started chasing and gunning each other down on the streets, because, a member had, gone in to the wrong karaoke bar room, the police is currently, chasing other possible suspects.

At 1:56 in the morning last night, the thirty-one year-old man, Lin took his girlfriend, Jiang (age 23), waited for the lights at the MRT Chien-Zhuang Station, suddenly, the cars approached them from behind, then, three loud bangs, the five cars left one by one. Both of the couple felt that sudden pain, as they parked by the side of the road to check themselves, Lin’s thigh, and Jiang’s calf, were grazed by ricocheted bullets, they’d gone to the hospital to get treated, then, called the police.

The police reviewed the street surveillance, zoomed in on the cars, and started chasing them, in the karaoke bar located on Zhonghwa Road in Sinchuang, they’d, found the three men who were, driving in the cars, then, made two arrests later.

The preliminary investigations showed, that the shooting occurred, in the midnight hours of the 19th, after a fight broke out at the karaoke bar, the two parties met up for confrontation afterwards. The 23-year-old Lee, and four of his friends rode out on two cars to the confrontation, on the way, Lee found the three cars that belonged to the others, started chasing them, to the location where the shots were fired, the other car suddenly, opened fire three times as Lee was waiting for the lights, and, one of the bullets ricocheted off the pavement, and grazed the couple on the scooter, injured them both.

And so, the couple that were “shot” were, in the wrong place, AT the wrong time, and this still just showed, how there’s, a need, for stricter gun control laws, because you do NOT want people with guns, running loose, and shooting at each other, injuring, the innocent bystanders, would you? I wouldn’t, think so!

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Status

On death & dying, in the funeral home, translated…

On day, an Indonesian Woman Took Her Mother in, But, No Matter How We’d, Checked & Crosschecked the References from Taiwan, We Can’t See, that They are, Mother & Daughter………

That Column of “Spouse”, Left Blank

One day, the owner of a funeral home took an elderly person’s copy of identification, and left it on the desk at the office the moment he’d, walked in.

We looked at the identification, asked, “is the person, coming in soon?”

The owner said, “no, not the man, but his wife, she’s, almost, gone.”

I looked at the identification, there’s nothing on the spousal column, it’d been, left, blank, could it be, someone who’s, just like me, who’d imagined he had a wife, and, the air was, almost, out of, his air-filled dolls? As I thought, I’d, felt empathy, looking at that identification card, I’d felt, closer, and, it didn’t, look like that eyesore that it had become to me.

The owner looked at my face, knew that I wasn’t, thinking straight, said, “He’d been with a divorced woman a long time, they’re both, getting older, with no need to get married again, and, twenty years had, come and gone. Now, the woman is dying, and the man wanted to know, if you can, help take care of the final affairs?”

We’d first inquired, “are they, cohabiting partners?”

The man said, “nope, they are registered separately.”

Then, we’d inquired, “Would they need to set up separate wills?”

The owner shook his head, “They don’t have enough money for that!”

We’d sighed, “then, we can only, ask the social services to sort it all through”.

The owner smiled bitterly, “the elderly just thought, they’d been together so long, they should, help each other with one another’s, final affairs.”

illustration from UDN.com圖/Emily Chan

The woman who was, sweeping up the floors close by said, “Then…how about, marrying one another?”

The few of us were, lost in thought: one of them is in the eighties, and, the other one, about, to get, sent in here too, and, this marriage would be………

The owner smiled bitterly, “I’ll go and ask them.”

About a week later, the owner took an elder into the funeral home, to set the affairs up, the elderly took out his identification, it looked, familiar, I’d, flipped it over, there’s a name on the spouse column now, and the elderly said firmly, “I want to, check my wife in”.

This elderly looked like he was from the lower end of the socioeconomic statuses, leaving the final affairs to the social services, it would surely, help him save up on a lot, and, is, “status”, really, that important?

The Woman Who Wheeled My Mother in

One day, an Indonesian woman sent in her mother, but, we’d, read the paperwork, and just, couldn’t believe, that they were, mother, and daughter at all.

The woman said, back then, it was her aunt who’d, married to Taiwan first, so she could, come over here too, she’d, used some measures, and, managed to have the mother’s name become her aunt’s, and her birthmother, she’d, called her “aunt” instead.

Waited until she’d started living stably here, she’d, moved her mother over to Taiwan to live, and, within a few short months, her own mother tripped, fell, and died.

As I heard this story, although I felt bad for her, but, aunt is aunt is aunt is aunt, and, we’d, slashed the services for those from other countries, that only the blood relatives can be taken care of. We’d, told her the situations, as she’d heard, she’d, waved to us, said, “the cost is nothing, I want to know, can I, help her sort through her final affairs as her daughter?”

We’d thought a bit, consoled her, to go back to Indonesia to try to get the status changed, but, it’d been, a very long time since she’d, changed her information, and, the costs of the funeral would not be, something small.

She’d thought for a bit, and we could tell, she was, really, distraught.

In the end, other than registering her mother as her “aunt” and her being the “niece” of the deceased, she’d, used their real status, but, as the funeral processions happened, she’d started, wailing in front of her own mother’s coffin, cried on how she wasn’t fitting as a daughter, not being able to, give her own mother, a rightful status when she’d died.

Sometimes I’d wondered, so long, as she’d, treated her aunt like a mother in her heart, took care of her, like her real daughter would, would it be important, that the status of “mother” is, specified?

That Most Unforgettable Household Registry

On yet, another day, came, a man, there was a lady who’d, cried so hard outside, actually, this wasn’t, any sort of a big deal, for the death of a spouse, we’d thought, that it would be rarer, if the person doesn’t cry at all.

And yet, this man’s body was only, accompanied by this one woman in his family, and she’d told us, that she’ll, give us the paperwork of their relations later on.

And, as we’re, about to, place him in the ice bins, the woman asked, “can I, say some final words to him?”, we’d nodded.

She’d bent down, patted the man’s head, “Honey, this, is the very first time I called you honey, it’s also, the last, you need to take care of yourself on the other side. Thank you for looking after me so long. You and your older brother, are, the most perfect men I’d ever met in this life, I love you………”

She’d, started, crying like HELL at the icebins, but, as she’d, walked away, she’d, become, very strong.

At this time, the proof of relationships came.

This had happened a long, long time ago, but sometimes, I’d still, gotten reminded of that household registry, with only TWO people registered, the relationship being brother and sister-in-law.

Sometimes, I’d thought, “status”, didn’t seem, so important at times like these.

And so, for the sake of paperwork, you’d, needed to, prove your relationships to the deceased and sometimes, it’s, more complicated than that, because, the two of you may have, related to each other as a husband and wife, but, you’re, actually not, you might be related, in other ways, and yet, the system mandated that we need to proof our status, who we are, in relations, to one another, to have our, loved ones, properly, buried.

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