Thoughts of the encounters the writer’s had in Antarctica, translated…
“Using a pipe to see the skies”, this ancient phrase is used to describe the shortsightedness of some, or the humbling of the speaker.
Using a tiny bamboo pipe, looking through the tiny hole of that pipe, seeing anything toward the other end, from the ratios of mathematics, it doesn’t, fit correctly. The objects are way too huge, the hole, too tiny, how can you see the whole picture? But, think on it using a different angle, the concept of “quality”, you can see the corner of that mountain so green, which is, enough, to lift our, spirits!
photo from UDN.com
Following the eyes of the photographers, the artists, from the hole in the ice caves, to see the views that the exploration ships saw from a hundred odd years ago, it surely was, moving, and, it’s, comparable to seeing the starry nights from million years ago from the lens of the telescope!
And so, this, is how we’re all, linked to our separate, and collective pasts, no matter how hard we tried to deny it, because, we’re, still all here, sharing this, common environment, and maybe, what you see is not, exactly what I see, because we have, different perspectives, different interpretations of things we encounter in the world, but that, is how the experiences are, common, and different, at the, same time.
A matter of concern, for the WHOLE country, I tell ya, that, is what this SHIT is!
Everything that’s, riding, on this, upcoming American election, but, hey, we are, citizens of the R.O.C., of this place called, “Taiwan”, so why on this !@$$ING (maxed out???) earth, is the livelihoods, the lives of the citizens across the god damn, PACIFIC, riding on this upcoming American election again?
Oh yeah, it’s ‘cuz, this country, a place called, “Taiwan”, became the BITCH of the U.S. of A. Think about it, the government agreed to the importing of American pork, beef, with all those, chemicals that might cause cancer, or something else (how the hell should I know???), because we want the protection of the good ol’ glory, while, the “great country” of the U.S. of A, is still, as opportunistic as ever.
And the government is still, just CLUELESS, believing, how wow, if U.S. is on our sides, we won’t have to worry about a coup de ’tat of China, I mean, look at what became of Hong Kong after its “lease terms” by England had been up, I mean, after the “Communist takeover” that island, sank, didn’t it?
To protect us from the same fates as Hong Kong, we must believe, that the U.S. would take our sides, if a war is in the future!
But, take a note of this: the “Good Ol’ Glory” had been opportunistic since the beginning of time (don’t ask when that was!), take for instance, the World Wars: if the Japs didn’t BOMB Pearl Harbor, would the U.S. head into the world war fronts? HECK no. And, don’t MENTION the Vietnam War in the sixties (right???), it was only a civil war in the country, but, the U.S. overinterpreted it as a COMMIE takeover, and thus, sent all those soldiers over there, to fight a war that they don’t have a place in in the first place.IN
The new “breeds” of drugs, even more addictive! Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The Zhongzhen University hosted its Prevention of Adolescent Drug Abuse seminar yesterday, the district attorney from Kaohsiung D.A.’s Office, Gu pointed out, that the mix-type of drugs in the coffee pouches was ranked third on the student addictions in 2017, two years ago and last, these rose up to second, right after ketamine, strongly recommended the schools and the police start collaborating together, to rid the drugs off of the campuses.
Gu stated, that the police confiscated over 100,000 drug coffee pouches, the highest since 2012, and that there were the level three, level four new age drugs mixed into the mixtures, based off of the estimates of the coroners’ office, there was a hike in drug-related deaths last year during fourth quarter, as many as forty-two cases, and in just first quarter this year, there’d been forty-two cases, and the number grew to fifty-six by second quarter, and in just July and August, there were, twenty-eight cases.
She’d pointed out, that the drug drip-coffee packs often had the second level controlled substances PMMA, third level controlled substances mephedrone, Erimin, taking one pack doesn’t do a thing, but if the user took multiple packs, and combined with ketamine, the users are more than likely to overdose and die, from January of last to September of this year, there are already 120 who’d died of overdose, of them, sixty-three were from twenty to twenty-nine years of age.
She said, that the age group of using level three to four controlled substances are mostly those between eighteen and twenty-four, thirty-five percent; and, there’s, a lowered age of first-time users, there were 1,878 persons who’d started abusing the drugs for the first time in the ages between eighteen and twenty-four.
Because the schools feared being labeled, it’s hard to crack down on the drugs infiltrating the campuses, Gu suggested, that the school should file the reports with the school safety committee, then, the committee then send the reports anonymously to the police departments locally.
And so, because you don’t want the reputations of your schools ruined, you are more than likely to under report the citing, and this is not good, because if you don’t report the right numbers, the numbers are just going to, increase by the day, because the law enforcement agencies can’t step in on time!
The ABSOLUTE necessary SAFETY net that needs to get set up that’s for sure! Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The associate professor of Minchuan University’s Crime Prevention Major, Dai pointed out, that the American scholars conducted a survey of up to a thousand individuals who bore witness to child abuse, found that a-third of males are inclined to model after their fathers and become abusers themselves, two-thirds of females modeled after their mothers, became victim/enablers. There’s a lacking of this sort of research data here in Taiwan, what’s worrisome is, that even though there’s more focus on women’s rights, the Taiwanese women still couldn’t break away from the traditions, and, the young children who bore witness to abuse still continued to hide behind their helpless mothers, trapped in fear.
Dai said, the American child neurologist, Perry discovered, that children as young as two years and nine months can feel the conflicts in the atmospheres, and this will affect their frontal lobes, which is in charge of focus and cognition the most, as well as the hippocampus, responsible for interpersonal relations and intimacy.
Dai found that for children who bore witness to violence develop that sense of shame, and as adolescents, they wanted to escape from home, and would act out by becoming truant. The more the children bore witness to violence, once they get lost, it’s easy, that these children will join gangs.
photo from UDN.com
Two yeas ago the case that shocked the entire society in Chien-Zhen District, Kaohsiung, with the bodies on ice, the ignition point was the man, Ting’s long-term abuse on his wife and children, his wife got so furious, told their son, “you need to make him (her husband) disappear from our lives for good”, and in the end, the mother and son murdered the man together. Dai stated, that in recent years, the cases of murder by children are mostly caused by domestic violence, the children saw their mother get abused by their father, and, accumulated the anger or in a moment of anger, crimes were, committed.
The Kaohsiung Teachers’ College associate professor, Wei told, that when parents used violence to control everything, the children will learn, that violence is the only way to resolve things, and some of children raised in such an environment become abusers. The social workers needed to give counsel to those who bore witness to these acts of violence, but currently, there’s only, limited resources the government puts into this.
Dai suggested that the schools, the communities, the medical facilities can all work together, to have a stronger effect, to set up an attachment relationship of trust. The teachers should NEVER carry the attitude of “once you’re out of school you’re not my responsibility!”, they are the keys to keep the children’s minds and bodies safe.
A lot of people would turn a blind eye to the neighbors’ business, but the protection of children exposed to abuse, the neighbors can step in at the right time, when the parents start fighting, the children can temporarily head over to the neighbors to work on the homework, and the neighbors would do a great job in protecting these children.
And so, because of the prevalence of these domestic violence cases, and children being raised under such an environment, it’s not healthy for the children, this is why the neighbors need to be a sort of a safety net, because if you don’t look out for someone who’s in need, when you’re in need, nobody’s going to care about you either, and it still, goes, both ways!
Knowing this student’s heart condition, the instructor still made him run, that’s why the school is mandated to pay! Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
Four years ago, a sixth grade boy with a heart condition, ran around the school track, fell down, he was rushed to the hospital, and became a vegetable, the families filed a suit toward the country, the Taichung District Court found that school needed to pay the boy’s families until he turned twenty, the amount of over $40,000N.T. per month for the medical fees, and over $20,000N.T. per month extra until he’s sixty, that the amount of over $4.36 million N.T. needed to be paid to the boy and his mother for emotional distress.
The parents told, that filing the suit against the country is to get justice for their son who’s “growing up but never waking up”, and they hoped that their son will be the last victim of the negligence of the school campuses, the school already filed for an appeal.
The verdict stated, that the boy had a congenital heart condition, isn’t fitted for hard exercises, and all his teachers knew this.
On the morning of October 20th, 2016, the homeroom instructor told the whole class to get on the track field to practice running, and the instructor stayed in the class, not gone out to keep an eye on the students, allowed the boy to run two laps, the boy started swaying left and right, limping, and started panting, turning pale, along with other symptoms that he was not will. The homeroom instructor saw, but didn’t call the ambulance immediately, the student was carried by another instructor to the nurse’s office, where the nurse performed CPR, until the paramedics arrived.
The judge believed, that the homeroom instructor wasn’t monitoring the boy when he was running, and not paid enough attention to how he was afterwards, and as the boy passed out, she’d not called the ambulance on time, that it all fitted into negligent in care, that the school should pay for the damages on behalf of the country.
And so, because you weren’t paying enough attention to this student with a HEART condition, and you made him run the laps, that’s why you’re, responsible, for his death, and the school got sued for it, because of the teacher’s not paying enough attention to the student’s health conditions.
A second life, the right attitude to take, toward aging here, translated…
Few years before I retired, every year I’d find some time, to travel around the island for a few days with my wife, or, work with the time schedules of the local celebrations, and it’d always, left those, memories so memorable to us.
As I retired, all of us, coworkers, good friends all regained our own freedoms of mind and body back, and, we no longer just, traveled as couples, but, hollered out to those who will join us, and, the group of us would tour everywhere, to hike up the mountains, and, the frequencies turned from once a month to weekly trips.
And, every time we’d gone out with different people, and, we had different habits, and, getting along with each other became, something we all had to, work on. But thankfully, everybody is’ older, and we can, all learn, to tolerate each other, and find that delicate, balance, which made these trips, good experiences, very memorable.
Some say, the best assets as we entered into our elderly years, is to have friends with whom we can share things with. Surely, in this aging community, the younger generations aren’t willing, or without the time, to stay close to the elders that they have, and, we, the aging need to have that understanding, to know, that having the company of old friends, so we won’t, lose the center of our lives.
And, looking on the world, there are, too many, disasters, and my friends were all touched by them, we couldn’t, predict, at what moment, these things can, befall onto us, and we’d, learned, that living in the moment is the most important; especially where we are in our lives, we should, take a hold onto, that colorful sunset, before the sun goes down, so we don’t, waste our lives.
Growing old is a process we must all face, but, no need to feel stressed. The old saying stated it well, “knowing how beautiful the sunset is, no need to fear when the sun sets.”, how to keep life radiant, colorful, fulfilled, it’s all reliant on your selves; gather around with a group of friends, to go outdoors, to immerse yourselves in nature, it’s, not a bad idea!
And so, as life slows itself down, you’re, nearing the sunsets of your lives, and, instead of feeling worried over death, you should take this attitude of having been through everything, and start enjoying your life after retirement, because you never know when your lives are ending, so you should, take advantage, to live out the rest of your aging life better!
So glad that it’s NOT my day to cook today!!! Translated…
Looking at the table’s worth of food he’d prepared, I was, moved, became, dumbfounded! The steamed crab, the pepper shrimps, the pan-seared tofu, the ginseng black-boned chicken…………all of which are, my favorites.
But three months ago before, from when my husband started, cooking the suppers on the weekends, it wasn’t, that wonderful scent of food that made my mouth watered that came out of the kitchen, and, what he’d made then, tasted, exactly like what I would take out to throw as trash, what’s worse was, he would NOT allow anybody, to criticize his, cooking skills.
To fight to my right to NOT cook on the weekends, I’d fought with him, for almost five years, him being, too macho, and no matter what, he just couldn’t accept the fact, that I do NOT want to cook on the weekends. Back then he’d stated it too clearly, that we can go out to eat every now and then, but not every weekend.
Being raised by the feminist era, I naturally could NOT accept the time that women are allowed to have off from being a wife and/or a mother. Taking care of the family during the week, I know I’m reasonable, for NOT wanting to make the meals on the weekends. Should the mothers shoulder everything?
And, we’d disagreed, more and more, and the meals on the weekends became, a war zone, the stresses was, building, I just, wanted to, get away from the warzone, and every time weekend rolled around, I’d, wanted to, not go home for supper, and not wanted my own families to worry, in the end, I can only, wander alone on the streets. Then, my husband got into a silent treatment war, and I felt, defeated, over my own marriage.
One day, at supper, my child asked me abruptly, what his grandma liked to eat from what I cooked? I was stumped, then, said, “tell the truth, I’d never cooked anything for your grandmother ever!”
My child was surprised, “What? Grandma had never had anything you cooked?”
My husband who was already finished, looked at me instantly, then, lowered his head back to his cell phone.
I told my son, “before I wed, I was my mother’s baby girl, she’d never made me cook, told me that cooking was hard and hot, and even as we go home to visit her, she still wouldn’t allow me to cook.”
“So, is that why you cook so much right now, because you love it?”, he continued asking. “I don’t like to cook, actually, I HATE it!”
“Then why are you cooking every day?”, my son actually hoped that he could have burgers every day.
“because nobody will cook for me, because I need to watch out for your health! That’s why I’d, grit my teeth, and no matter how I hated it, I still, cooked every single day!”
his turn to cook!
At this time, my husband’s cell phone had, turned black and he’d, failed to notice, because he was too focused, “eavesdropping” on my son and I. And, this conversation may have, touched some part of him, and, he’d, turned that into the table’s worth of meal three months later, on this, very day.
And so, all it took, was for you, to LET your husband KNOW, that you got tired of having to make every single meal, but, he’d not understood, because you NEVER told him verbally, because you probably thought, that he should, already KNOW it, but he didn’t, NOT until he’d eavesdropped into that conversation you had with your son.
Early in the morn, I’d rushed off with my daughter to work, as we alighted the buss, we saw a bunch of ladies, looking over an elderly man, the elderly man’s socks were, soaked in blood, and, the tissue that covered the wound in the tibia, seemed to continue to bleed.
Thankfully, two more stations more, there’s the VMH in Shihpai, as he got off the bus, I saw him, sat waiting with hardship at the bus stop, the blood still, flowed out, he seemed to be calling someone for assistance; and I’d not cared that it was time for me to get to work then, I’d, gone up to him, told him I worked in the hospital, and had him call his families to meet him in the E.R., while I’d gone to the hospital, to get a wheelchair to get him in. Then came, the running fast, pushing the wheelchair in supersonic speed, to the E.R., to when his loved one rushed in, the man was taken into the surgical ward to get sutured up, and that was when that huge rock finally got dropped inside my heart. Later, I’d learned from his family, that the elder had cancer, and he was on anticoagulants regularly, had his hospitalization been delayed, the results would be, dire.
the random act of kindness from a stranger here! Photo from online
I’d recalled how as I rushed the elderly man into the E.R., he kept telling me thank you, said that he’d met someone amazing who’d, helped him out. I’d told him, he was my parents’ age, that if something like this were to happen to them, I’d wanted someone to lend them a helping hand too, and, this hour-long interlude, although it was, thrilling, but, in the end, it all, ended, well, other than knowing the meaning of helping other is bliss, I’m, also proud for being, that tiny screw inside that giant white tower!
And so, because your empathy kicked in, seeing the elderly man injured because you’d wanted someone to help your own elderly parents, and because it’s in your line of work, to offer assistance to people, being a medical care worker, and you’d, ended up, helping this elderly man get to the hospital on time, and saved his life.
Trying to keep the peace, when members in your group are at each other’s throats, when they get on each other’s nerves, what can you do? Try to mediate, in a round-and-about sort of a way, so you don’t end up, as the common enemies, but it’s, not that easy! Translated…
My daughter-in-law one day, chimed excitedly, to the Family LINE group, how there’s, a night market close to her home, and the photo she’d sent to the group was a street, lit up with the lights during the nights, with a world of fried food stands, the arcades, I’d immediately replied back, “be careful as you don’t know the quality of oils the owners used to fry the foods, and the kids shouldn’t be allowed to play those arcades, as they may be easily addicted to these games…………”
As soon as I’d typed all of that, my daughter who’s away on another continent immediately added on, “it’s fine that you go and take that stroll every now and then.” I was shocked, I’d, immediately recycled my message back. Thinking about this calmly, if someone rained on my parade, it naturally would, make me feel, awful, and it wouldn’t matter if the words that someone was saying to me was right! I’d, contemplated, and felt grateful for my daughter’s round-and-about-way of reminding me, so I slammed on the brakes before damages are done.
My friend was once the head of a certain club, he’d shared things on LINE quite a lot. He’d told, that often, as a subject of discussion was opened for debate, some of the group had started, firing those cannons, some, quite stubborn, to one’s own beliefs, some swayed with how the winds were blowing, some agreed to others’ words, and the words were sharpened, ready for war. The most often was the fight for the parties in the politics, some debated on the policies, some toward the incumbents, and, it’d, made it difficult, for my friend, who wanted to try and mediate between those who are then, engaged, and, he’d, spoken of his “New Year’s Resolution” aloud via LINE.
He’d said, “from here on out, no talks of politics, no personal attacks. When we have a difference of opinions, DO delete those emotional words, to keep the conversation flowing smoothly, rationally”, and, for the six months that followed, there’s, more harmony within the group of LINE.
getting into an argument on LINE
With the inventions of the high-tech gadgets, it’d, made people leap into an alternative world, the parents are, disregarding the needs of their children more now, and the problems between the couples, the parents and children, worsened, as our heads, lowered to our high-tech gadgets these days.
But, think on it, it’s not the gadgets that are awful, it’s the mindsets of the users, and the timing. If one can use the gadgets, and not let these high-tech devices control us, then, we won’t become, slaves. Like how those who’d retired who don’t live with their children, sliding on their tablets or cell phones, sending the messages, their emotions found a viable outlet, and they’re, able to get some news and new information from everywhere around. Sometimes, they’re even, having a webcam conference with the children and grandchildren who don’t live close by, the comfort from interaction with one’s own loved ones, although they’re, separated physically, but they’d become, more than, connected psychologically. To the point when there’s an emergency, the high-tech devices are, very good for sounding off the alarms.
illustration from UDN.com
My friend’s older sister-in-law didn’t get along with her parents, although one live up north, the other, south, they’d still gotten on each other’s bad side over miniscule matters, and, as the two sides were getting heated on the group on LINE, she’d, privately texted her youngest nephew, told him to commend his mother on her cooing, how he’s, looked after so well, so the grandparents who lived faraway, in the southern parts of the island know, that they have a good daughter-in-law. And, other than posting the messages on how to live well, my friend told her older sister-in-law that her parents had, commended her in their circles of friends, how they’re, so proud of her. And naturally, the problems between this mother and daughter-in-law pair, slowly, resolved on their own.
Working hard, being the middleman of peace, at first, you may feel, tried, because you couldn’t make the results of the changes you want to see happen faster, but, after awhile, the results will, show. The communications apps are of various sorts and kinds, with the members numerous, and, it certainly isn’t by chance, that we’d, found each other, in the vastness of the ocean-full of people. If you can cherish this affinity, and, work hard, as a connector in every group you’re involved in, keeping the peace, for everybody’s sake, as you turn on the apps, it can only bring you joys in the days.
This is on, being, THE middleman, and, this woman has some valid points, but, I don’t, necessarily agree with her on everything. I mean, it’s important, that you want to keep the peaceful flow of conversations on your LINE accounts, sure, but sometimes, you just, can’t ignore how someone’s words made you flare up, and, if you don’t find a valid way to get the angers you feel out, then, it will surely, damage you, and not just your relationship with that other person. And yeah, a middleman who will help, diffuse this, lit up bomb, may be necessary in these cases, but not always.
Yeah, uh, how the #$%^ is this not guilty? Oh yeah, because unless all the substances are, mixed together in a chemical lab, it wouldn’t, considered, harmful, or addictive, is that it??? Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The man, Su bought the chemicals GHB, extracted the GBL (gamma-Butyrolactone) from it, mixed it with water, and sold the bottles, was charged with distributing illegal substances; the judge believed, that even though, the butyrolactone is used to make a level two controlled substance, but it’s not listed as a controlled substance, that it can’t prove, that Su was guilty of selling and distributing drugs. In the verdict, it’d stated that the gamma-Butyrolactone wasn’t listed as a controlled substance, that the citizens can easily get their hands on, hoped that the FDA can place a restriction on the substance.
Last year on March 5th, Su used the communication app claimed that he had some substances for sale, the police acted as buyers, and used $1,800N.T. to order three bottles, and as they went to get the substance, Su was busted and arrested, and as the liquid was tested, it was confirmed that it had the substance, GHB in it, the D.A. charged Su on attempts to deal a level two substance.
Su denied having trafficked, claimed that he’d used a total of $3,000N.T. to buy two 500mL bottles of GBL, then split the volume up, and sold off the bottles to help get the party going; the defense attorney stated that the “liquid” confiscated by the police only had trace amounts of GHB, that GHB is highly unstable, and can change with the temperature, as well as the acidity, that there’s no proof that Su was selling the bottles with the GHB in it, and that Su did not intentionally sell the controlled substance either.
The Taoyuan District Court discovered, that the liquid that Su was selling had less than one-percent of GHB in it, and, although the courts didn’t believe that Su stated he wasn’t selling drugs, but based off of the data, the literature of the investigative bureau, the GBL soaked in liquid, will become GHB, with the changes in the acidity or basic level of the solution it was in, Su claimed he’d bought the solute on February first of last year, was arrested on March 5th, and the reports of the ingredients of the liquid he’d sold came out on March 23rd, there was the uncertainty of how GBL was turned into GHB due to environmental factors, that it was difficult, to confirm that the liquid Su was selling had GHB or not, he was released, on a not-guilty verdict.
This loser got off on a technicality, because this chemical is quite unstable, and can change with the varied temperature, that’s why the courts couldn’t confirm that he’d sold the raw ingredients to make the illegal substance for sell or not. And this can be, a really BAD precedence, because now, every one who’d tried to sell off this particular drug can use the excuse that set this person free from here on out!