Seeing how it’s, Father’s Day in the U.S. of A. today, here goes…
To a DEADBEAT, on Father’s Day:
You were NEVER there when I was growing up, and now you expect what, a Father’s Day card each and every year? You have GOT to be, shitting me here! Why the @#$%(maxed out) should I give a SHIT about you, huh? Just because you “kindly donated” that mother @#$%ING (holding back on swearing here!) TADPOLE, to “make” me, that made you, my father, is that it?
To a DEADBEAT, on Father’s Day, do NOT expect a thank-you card, a huge cake from your children to, celebrate you, you MOTHER #$%@ER (so???), ‘cuz there wouldn’t be none (and your point being???).
Now that we’re, all grown up, we got NO need for you to hang around, as you’d never given a FLYING FUCK (yeah, so, I’m swearing again here!) about your own children, so what right have you, to ask us, created from your fucking tadpoles, to give a flying @#$% about you, huh?
So here’s to you, my DEADBEAT father on Father’s Day, and you still can’t blame me, for being, an INGRATE that I became, and it’s all because of you, that I’d become, a total, INGRATE, so yeah, thanks for that, you MOTHER @#$%ER (maxed out here???)…
And then, all fall silent, you can hear those, tear drops, hit the hard concrete…………
IDEOLOGY, is what’s, currently, SCREWING the people over in this “free” country of ours right now, political commentaries off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The Tsai government that’s made “democracy” its motto, seemed to have forgotten the real meaning of the word—responsibilities of politics, today, Taiwan’s MERS-CoV had broken open, in only seven days, there were more than 2,300 confirmed cases, causing the people to fly into a frenzy, everybody here had been affected, and yet, which member of the government came out to apologize? Which government official had been kicked out of office?
The primary medium including New York Times, the Bloomberg Report, it all pointed to how Taiwan had shortened the period of quarantine to three days, it’s the primary reason for why the virus had invaded into our lives, Bloomberg even stated, that Taiwan is the most successful in defending against the spread of MERS-CoV, but the public, and the government are too egotistical.
Another trace report on the origins of the major outbreaks also showed, that what caused this current outbreak to spread too quickly was the flight crews of China Air and the hotel infection clusters, but who’d decided to shorten the period of quarantines, who allowed the hotel’s guests who are in quarantine to mingle with the general population, it’d been, unclear to this very day (as nobody dared to admit), along with the muddied government officials, still claimed that it’s not time to point fingers, to attempted to relieve from the political pressures that came like the tsunami waves, but “who has the rights, who’s responsible; who decides, who’s responsible”, who didn’t work, who’s responsible, who gets kicked out of, office.
Just about the same time, as the outbreaks started happening in Taiwan, there were the outbreaks found in Liou-An, Anhuei, Yinkou, Liaoning, at the end of March, in Yunnan, along with the locations, every one of the health office officials, from the hospital to the high-up managerial, the mayors, the secretaries, so long as there are the clusters, they are reprimanded by given a warning, taken off of the duties, and, there were a ton of officials who were, out of office.
The highest principal of disease control in China is called “preventing the spread from entering, blocking the spread internally”. The standard operating procedures for preventing the spread internally include: finding the cases, report through the levels, controlling those who came into contact, then, everybody gets the checks, to find the possible individuals who’d caught the virus (including the asymptomatic or those who are only, slightly infected). If there are the cases all over, the symptoms that were milder (sent to the makeshift hospitals), the more severe (to the quarantine hospitals), to keep the contaminations under control, from spreading from one place to the next.
In the past year, China had figured out this process in trial by error, and now, with the vaccinations, it would be difficult, for the double-digits of confirmed cases in China now. The most important of this set of procedures is to block off the sources, the “responsibilities of the first cases” (the medical staffs on the frontlines need to complete all the checks thoroughly for those who have the signs), and those who got taken out of office are all because they’d failed to report the cases truthfully, along with not blocking off the spread when it’d happened, and the reason for their punishments is “failure to perform the needed duties”.
Stop Going Against Science Because of Politics
Looking back at Taiwan, the cause of more than two thousand confirmed diagnoses in just a week for Taiwan is caused by first, the carelessness of the policies, plus the hardships of investigations (those who had the confirmed diagnoses can’t honesty give their whereabouts), which caused the speedy spread, and the series of “mistakes” “irresponsibilities”, not mentioning “political responsibilities”, compared to China’s severe questioning of the staff members, we’d paled, by comparisons.
For over a year now, the waves of infections that came in China and Hong Kong, they’d become, skilled in testing and controlling the spread, and now, it’s the very first time Taiwan had a taste, of the seriousness of the spread of MERS-CoV, and that was when we realized, that Taiwan has multiple lacking in preventing the spread.
The government chose to ignore the examples of mistakes that China had made with its controlling the spread, refusing to see the better qualities of the “enemies”, and even, go against what China’s found to work, these anti-science means can only, damage the public, like the media from Germany stated, Taiwan failed to learn from the world the newer knowledge about the virus.
Since last April in Wuhan, the cases of MERS-CoV had been found only scatteringly around Wuhan, along with the outbreaks of Beijing from last year that were more severe, back then, there were the confirmed diagnoses of 557 cases, Beijing took a total of fifty-six days to get the number ton single digits. And now, there are currently more than 2,000 cases here, and using this model, it’s going to take Taiwan at least more than TWO months, to get the number down to single-digits. And during which time, the malls, the restaurants, the wholesales, and all assortment of other businesses will shut down (or reduce the business), the losses will be hard to calculate, the problem of unemployment, rents, and other issues of our livelihoods, the government needs to respond to soon as possible.
Yeah, and it’s still the government that’s, SCREWED us all over, because the government is anti-China, and whatever had been done that’s worked in China, this country doesn’t do, and it’s still all because of these dark green heads of the office’s ideologies of Taiwanese independence, that the government FAILED to realize, that keeping the people safe is the most important, the most pressing thing at hand right now, but hey, what can we do? The majority voted this IDIOT into office, and now, we all must, suffer for it!
I still gotta say, this is, still NOT directed toward anyone who can R-E-A-D, as for those of you who’d, stumbled onto this site of mine, and can’t READ, well, you got NO business being here, so, get the HELL out!!!
What AM I??? A @#$%ING (maxed out!) R-E-T-A-R-D???
And, why on God’s “green earth” (oh wait, god does NOT have sole-proprietorship over ANY of us, here on E-A-R-T-H!) would I do something so stupid like that, huh? Besides, you were the ones who couldn’t keep your god damn, @#$%ING (maxed out!) DICKS in check, so, what RIGHT have you, to tell me that I’m not keeping my you-know-where intact?
The primary reason W-H-Y a lot of women are currently STUCK in this, predicament (you can call it that if you want to!) is because they are, too dumb, and too, BLONDE (the dumb-blonde BIMBOS???), to unable to see, how staying STUCK, should be, their, last resort, and they still, don’t get themselves out, why is that, is absolutely, beyond ME!
Staying true, to, a WHORING M-A-N, that may be our, only option, IF we live in the, 18th, 19th, 20th centuries, but we are, in the 21st CENTURY here (hello, hello, hello, is this thing~~the P.A, even on???), because we are, without a viable skill, to make a living on our own, therefore, in the olden days, we relied on our losers has-beens, to keep us, and seeing how they are all, the bread winners of the house, they can, WHORE around all the want to but that’s, back then, and this, is N-O-W!
Staying true, to, a WHORING M-A-N, is something I will NEVER do, in fact, like all you losers out there that EXTRA “appendage” “down there”, I too, prefer, VIRGIN males too, okay, and yes, I will have my two “virgin males” NEUTERED, and I am going to get the two of them both, HOUSEBROKEN, and, they will be, “camping” their butts, on my bed, next to me, giving that they don’t crawl onto my pillow, to find that soft spot (like Murphy’d done???)…and we’ll all get along, just fine, and dandy here…
Oh, I know, so these, unjustified, untested “proofs” of statements can finally be, valid.
Why is it important that we figure out where the virus came from??? It’s already been, “released”, and it’s, causing a whole lot more damage that we can contain, and, isn’t it more important, that we quickly, develop a working treatment, so nobody else, suffered?
Why is it important, that we figure out where the virus came from??? It’s already been, “released” in the world, and, causing, major damages here, there’d been rumors, that it came out of a laboratory setting from before, but this latest showed, that it’s, naturally, forming, and, we’re, unsettled on, which one to believe, and as we try to decide which version of the truth is, actually true, many more are, contaminated by it.
So, should it NOT be important, to start developing a working cure for it, I mean, it’s not like, we can, put that, genie, BACK in the bottle, now that the bottle’s been, cracked, wide open, is it? No.
So why are the leaders of this, “free world”, still trying to, figure OUT exactly, where this virus came from? I can’t think of a reason, other than, because we ALL need, someone to BLAME for what’s currently, happening…
But as I’d stated before, this is still just, ONE woman’s opinions, on “stuff”…
Uh, this is, what’s, up for “grabs” in the election coming up this weekend!
What if, the legalities of your marriages, rests on someone like me, and I just happen, to be a HOMOPHOBE (not that I am or anything like that!!!), and, what IF, the rest of the majority of the population in this country, ARE just like me, haters of homosexuals? Then, you, who’s a homosexual, would be, totally, SCREWED!!!
What if, the legalities of your marriages, rests on someone else, other than the two of you, huh? If you were, born a certain way, you should NOT be made, to PAY for it, that is, how you were born, it wasn’t, your fault, and yet, this voting session is, penalizing those who are, DIFFERENT, with an alternative, SEXUAL orientation, so, how’s that fair, huh?
I mean, I would HATE it, if someone tells ME who I can, or can not love, or marry! After all, it’s, MY life, my choice, and NOBODY ELSE should have a say in it.
What if, the legalities of your marriages, rests on someone else? Is that even fair? And no, I’m still, NOT begging all of you, to vote for or against GAY rights, I’m merely, presenting a “case” here, think about it, if it were you, how would you feel, if someone tells you, who you can or can not fall in love with, huh???
But, I’m still, voting this Saturday, and guess which way I’m voting? FOR HUMAN rights! That’s, how I shall, always BE voting!!!
The problem here, is still NOT with the daughter, but with the mother, but, does she realize it??? Of course N-O-T, translated…
From awhile ago, on the news, a certain organization had been losing money by the year, the second-generation owner decided to sell of the office building, for cash, the founder, as he was, interviewed, stated, “My heart ached as my son did it, but now, I’d, trusted in his decisions entirely!”
This pair of father and son made me so envious, and at the same time, I’d, felt heartache for them both, because how I’d, wished that my own mother, can trust me like this father had his own son too.
From the views of the world, I guess, I’m, the pride of my parents: made high grades, gone to an all-star institution, and, managed to pass the exams for a public office on my very first try, I’d never needed my parents to worry over my school performances or my work.
Although my mother stated verbally, that I’d, done well for myself, but she’d, never had faith, that I can, handle things on my own, whether it be how I’d spent my money, how to treat others I meet, whether to have children after I married, who should care for my child if s/he was born…………my mother’s criticisms came at me, never-ending, “it’s for your sake”, was her most widely used phrase, and her weapon.
She’d never understood, that what she’d believed to be a show of care and concern, her nagging, was interpreted as how she didn’t trust me enough, I’d tried to tell her, but her response was always, “Those with your last names, can’t take any criticisms from others!”
When I was interning, I’d, lived at home, I’d had a crash on a rainy day, and, as I’d, bent my knees, my injuries started bleeding, but I’d not let my mother know, I’d, bent down, holding the pains in, as I’d helped clean up the house, until my mother rode out to get the groceries, and found the head of the motorcycle dented, that, was when she’d, found out. I’d gotten into another, serious crash after I was married, and, it’d been years to this very day, I’d still, not told my parents what had happened to me.
Of the two wrecks I got in, I was, very scared, but I knew, that other than feeling anxious over me, and nagging me, my parents couldn’t do anything for me, and they’d, surely, blamed me, for being, too careless too. And so, no matter how painful, I’d much rather, hide the truth from them.
I’d never doubted the love my mother had for me, but every time, as I’d, wanted to show affection towards her, she’d started, lecturing me, and in the end, she’d added, “Nobody else is going to tell you this, I’m your mother, that was why, for your sake, I’m, telling, you the truth!” in my mother’s mind, I’ll never be, enough, there are, always things, I can, improve, and, all of my good performances are, matter-of-fact, and yet, the imperfections, are what pricked at her, and she’d needed to, get rid of them.
But, my dearest mother, you know what? Your daughter may not be perfect, but, she’d always tried very hard, worked hard, can you just, let go, and trust in me?
And, hopefully, this woman’s mother can see this article, and change the way she interacts with her daughter, but, I’m still, NOT holding MY breath, because parents like these, they think what they’re doing, IS for the good of their young, and they just keep on, doing whatever the F*** (maxed out???) they’re doing, using their same old ways, probably because they were, treated as such by their own parents (‘cuz these sorts of SHITS still gets passed down, from one generation to the next, like D.N.A.???) and this daughter is going to, have a very difficult time, getting closer to her mother that’s for sure…
The child to the sloth, or, the sloth, to the child…
Let’s take it slow now…………
No matter how quickly the world changes………
Let’s just, take it slow……………
No matter, how worked up others are around us………
We will, continue to, take it slow together………
Someone will, finally, get us………
Understanding, that slower is faster……
We’re in no rush……………
Slowly, slowly, slower, slower………………
And this, would be how hard you’re all, PUSHING your children, to catch up to your tempos or paces, and by doing that, you’d, deprived your young, of taking their times, to grow UP slow, at their own paces, and, at the same time, you’d, SLAUGHTERED your young children like P-I-G-S, depriving them, of a happy, AND carefree childhood!
Not free to love, as we chose, because we’re of the same gender, and, although laws are currently being passed, to okay same-sex marriages all over the places, we’re still, SHUNNED, by the public, like when we’d gone strolling, we held hands, and, people would look at us weird, making us both uneasy.
Not free to love, as we chose, well, you know what, I NEVER chose my sexual preferences, it’s just how I was born, and, there’s NO way, I can change, what’s already, genetically prewired.
Not free to love, as we chose, sure, there are so many countries that are currently passing laws, to okay same-sex marriage, but, would we all be considered, equals? Of course N-O-T, and, what IF me and my partner are both Catholics, and we wanted to be married, by a Catholic priest, in a Catholic church, oh no, no, I can already see their shocking faces: we’re NOT allowing GAYS or LESBIANS, to marry here, in this HOUSE of G-O-D!
Well, if God really, loved all of HIS children (there’s still SOOOOOOOOOOOOO many ways I can argue that!), then, why are we being given a hard time, in trying to marry who we love?
My daughter had always wanted a cat for a pet, but, because neither one of us wanted to, she’d let that thought go. Back in high school, one day, she saw a Rilakkuma, she’d bought it, with glee, it was, about eighty centimeters in height, with light brown coat, a square head, short and fat limbs, very cute, my daughter called it “Bear”, the three of us all loved it so. The bear would usually stay in my daughter’s room, and accompanied my daughter to dreams at night; during the cold winter nights, my daughter would make sure, that her bear is warm, but when she wakes in the morn, the bear would usually have made its escape out, and would be on its side or with its head into the bed, making my daughter laugh.
At meal time, my daughter would carry the bear to the tables and sat with us, it’d stood, on the long chair, with its two, short arms on the table, like a kid, standing up, to eat at the table. After meal, my daughter would carry her Teddy bear back into her bedroom, and would from time to time, nag it, out of fun, “Everybody’s finished already, only you, still here, you glutton.”
The rest time before bedtime, we’d all lain on the bed, sharing conversations, naturally, the bear would also, be there too.
The bear is naturally, my daughter’s number one fan when she plays the piano, whenever my daughter would practice, she’d placed the bear close by; and from time to time, she would have me, hold on to the bear, and listen to her play, after she’s done performing, I would pull the bear’s hands together, to give her the applause, and hollered, “Encore! Encore!”, and my daughter would be filled with glee. Whenever my daughter felt off, she’d told her sorrows to her bear too, she felt, that the bear had great healing powers.
Whenever it’s sunny, my daughter would put the bear onto the couch in the living room, to give it a sunbath, and, after the bear was warmed, she’d then, carry it back into her bedroom, and stated, “the bear had already gotten the essence of the sun and the moon now, it’d become, an energy bear!”
Sometimes, when my daughter heads off abroad to travel or to perform, she’d lain her bear on her bed, pull the covers over her, told it, “You must behave yourself, and wait, for my return.”
What’s more classic was, when she’d started grad school, and was going to her orientation, she’d brought the bear with her to her dorm; and when she’d called home regularly, she’d told me of how the bear was doing; and, waited until the summer or winter vacations, she’d bring the bear home with her.
Being an only daughter is really lonely, but, with her bear accompanying her, as parents, we feel, better about her not having a sibling.
And so, this, is how FAR someone’s attachment objects can go, this young woman didn’t have ANY siblings, as she’s an only child, and so, she’d found herself an attachment object, in this case, a Teddy bear, to accompany her, now, I’m not saying, that having an attachment object is a bad thing, but, this, is just, going WAY too far here, in MY opinion, that is.
Psychology of the general public here, translated…
Anybody Can Feel Lost at Times
Before my days of serving my army terms on the external islands ended, before those days of no need for worries and just, watching the stars are over, I’d started calculating, what, I will be making a living off of afterwards. Back then, I’d had two options, one, put myself up, as a manager of the foreign baseball players for the Uni-President Lions (I know I loved watching the game, as for my English skills, well, at least I CAN speak. And I can also say, that I have the background in psychology too); another was becoming the editor of Money Magazine (before I’d enlisted, I’d followed the markets, and during it, I’d subscribed to the financial magazines by the month, I’d collected ALL the volumes).
For the former, I’d wanted to show off my English skills, I’d not written anything to show the headhunters, just how fluent I am, in the language, and for the latter, they’d called me back and wanted me to go in for an interview. But, the magazine told me that there wasn’t an opening for editor, but there was an opening, in the sales department. And, two days after I’d asked them, “What, do I do in the sale department?”, fate sent me a curve ball, turns out, the government had an experiment for two years, and so, I’d become, the very first set of “clinical psychologist”.
Two years flew by, with the experiences of the cases, I’d started having the doubts: do psychotherapy really work? Unsure of my contributions to the parents and the students (I need to review my results from back then now), I’d actually felt, that I couldn’t do anything to help those who came to me at all, I’d needed to “climb the squares” in the midnight hours, to express my own emotional strains (and, I’d managed, to keep accords of these thoughts and feelings to the point I can get published already!)
Just as the experiments are about to end, a colleague begged me, to drive her over to the General Military Hospital, her nephew went into the service, and, got sent, to the psych ward, and was made, to stay there for an entire month, causing the whole family to worry.
Actually, it’s been a couple of years since my time in the psych ward (not for the hospitalization, but for my internship), it’d been a couple of years since, but, because someone entrusted in me so, I could only, tell her okay.
I’d recalled, how I’d observed how my coworker interacted with her nephew a bit, then, I’d started a conversation with that kid of not yet twenty that neither one of us understood what each other was talking about, then, on the way back, I’d told my coworker a bunch of things that wouldn’t help in the kid’s recovery, the point is merely, for my coworker, to be mentally prepared, that her nephew will become hospitalized. Without knowing, before I dropped her off, she’d shoved a thousand dollar bill into my hand, told me to keep it (twenty years ago, that was HUGE!). I was shocked, because I didn’t help them in any way, I’d quickly returned the money to her. My conscience wouldn’t let me rest if I’d taken her money! After we’d shoved the money back and forth, my coworker told me, “I just wanted you to know, that you CAN make a living off of doing this!”
Turns out, her family was split on how to deal with her nephew’s illness, one party is for him, taking rest at home, the other believed that hospitalization would suit him best, and because of my analysis, it’d given her the proof she needed, to convince her family members. But what she failed to realize, was those words before she got off my car, gave the me back then, a boost of encouragement.
Listening, Allowing the People to Feel No So Alone
I did, accept the money from my coworker, but my work is almost done, and I don’t know where I’m to go, so, I’d returned back to my alma mater, to chat with my professor. Don’t know if it was because my age reached a nine, or whether or not I was unsure of whether I should follow everybody else, go abroad to study, I’d felt so low, and, all the way to see my professor, I’d felt, that the world had turned completely dark.
I’d recalled my professor hearing me out, “I’m close to thirty, and still had yet to amount to something”, he’s flashed a smile at me, said, “I’m past age fifty, and feel that there are a lot of things I can accomplish, and you’re just almost thirty…”, he’d asked me if I’d considered being his teach assistant before I head abroad, and told me that I would have the chances, to being in contact with the elites of the society.
But, these ten minutes of conversation, I’d felt like I still had hopes (what the professor failed to predict was the earthquake that came a month later caused the job description to shift greatly for the next three years). And there was something unforgettable, as I’d walked out of the department, I’d felt, that the trees had, turned green, the flowers, bloomed beautifully, and the colors, had all returned!
And that, was the very first time, I’d realized, that talking, is healing.
A lot of the times, I’d have the families of the patients inquire, how do we accompany unstable, depressed, even demented patients? Actually, there IS no right answer. Other than making sure, that you are well, then, you can keep on accompanying the person!
And so, this, is a man’s journey, to find his own calling, and he used a ton of psychotherapy techniques, to help his friends, as well as those who’d come to consult him out, which just goes to show, that psychology lends itself to everything still!