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Giving Up the Inherited

A matter of what our families give to us, in the intangible forms of, “assets”, translated…

After the death of my stepbrother, my mother and I quickly set up the paperwork for disinheriting anything, fearing, that we may, end up with a whole lot of extra debts up our asses.  But, there are, always some things, that the paperwork can’t, make us, disinherit, the secrets of the childhood years, among, one of the, hardest to disinherit.

Born in Taipei, grown in Sanchong, I’d inherited that scent of nostalgia from my elders: my father’s etched in rolling wheat waves of Shandong, Chen’s trekking across the shores with the willows on the banks of Zhejiang and Hangzhou, naturally, there’s, also that grand garden estate of my mother’s home back in Jakarta too.

My very first memories are related to them, and, what’s interesting was, even though, my father and older uncle and aunts all lived together in that big house, but, had their, separate thoughts that they were, calculating on.

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how the household are split up, by secrets of the families…illustration found online

My late father loved that he’d viewed Uncle Chen as an older brother, but, he’d kept waiting on the timing to be right, to buy up half of the apartment, to split up the household with him, so he could, fix up a bride-to-be boudoir for me; while Uncle Chen had always took me to the park to play chess with his older friends, and to visit the home he and my father shared from before when I was young, to have that feel of having an offspring, and he’d, stuffed my hands with the treats, and, he was also the one, who’d, disclosed to me first, that my older stepbrother wasn’t related to me by blood, which had, exceeded my level of understanding of the matter when I was younger; as my older stepbrother went to the toilets, he’d called me along, so we can, make that, “X” in the toilet together, then, we’d, played the video games, beat the levels, and, he’d invited me plan along on his thought of, escaping home; while my mother taught me the words in Indonesian, and the two of us, mother and son, planned things out, in language that my father and older uncle couldn’t understand, and we’d felt, that we were, superior to them.

There are, multiple sides to everyone we encounter, that, was what I’d, come to understand when I’m grown, and only love, is able, to make us take off these masks we put on in front of one another.  That feeling of being loved so deeply, and hated so deeply, are all in my mind, I can’t, disown, it’s something, that I must, inherit, of my self, my heritage, my, inheritance.

And so, this boy grows up, and learned about his own family, and understood, that nothing IS as the surfaces showed, that there are, a ton of thing going on deep down, underneath (like those quickly moving feet of that duck underwater that we can’t see???), that sometimes, things are just, not as we perceived, and because  of how young we were, we didn’t have any clues of the goings on in our adult counterparts’ lives, but as we are older, we’d, learned, of the inner workings of our own, separate, families.

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With Tar Covering Up His Shoes, Huang Built the Bridges, Paved the Roads, for Thirty Years

Here’s a man, who’d, given everything he’s got, to better the lives of those in his, hometown, off of the Newspapers, translated…

Every morn, as the skies just turned white, Huang put on his work boots, and readied for work, headed out, this pair of tar-covered, heavier as the days went by pair of work boots of his, had followed him, as he’d, paved many a bridge, filled up, a ton of potholes on the roads, and, he wouldn’t dispose of them, until, they’re, opened up at the front.  As soon as he left his home, the Jia-Yi Goodwill Group’s road fixing crew is already, speeding close, the workers greeted each other good morning, Huang got on, and started the daily routines of fixing up the roads he’d begun some thirty odd years back.

The seventy-eight year-old man, Huang worked as a volunteer paver of local roads, builder of bridges, from before, because his older sister lived close to the office of the goodwill group, she’d gotten involved in volunteering first, and, she saw that he was leisurely on the weekends, she’d pulled him along, for him to exercise his muscles and bones, to help building the bridges, and, he’d become, “stuck” in this calling once he’d, started scraping the sands together, moving the concretes a day at a time, he’d laughed and said, “I can’t go back now!” of his volunteer work.

the man…photo courtesy of UDN.com

黃萬枝總站在第一線做最辛苦的工作。記者卜敏正/攝影

He’d told, that at the start of his volunteer career, he was still working at a public office, and he’d started, moving the items, digging for the foundations, mixing the concrete, although he felt tired in his body, but he was, more, fulfilled then, and since, he’d gone to help build the bridges every single week.

He stated, that over a decade ago after he’d retired, there are more time then, for him, to help pave the roads, later he’d, bought a professional tar truck that helps pour down the tar on the roads, more sturdy after the roads were, paved.

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with his shoes covered in tar…photo from UDN.com

“The foreman, Huang was always first!”, the C.E.O. of his group, Goodwill Chiayi, Kuo told, that every time Huang helped with building of the bridges, to patch up the roads, he’d always stood first in line, worked the hardest job, his face was often covered in dusts, ashes, with that heavy layer of tar covering up his work boots, and others around him reminded him that he should get a brand new pair, he’d smiled and said, “the boots now withstands high heat, easier for me to work in!”

And so, this is how you can become, generative (in generativity vs. stagnation???) after you retired, find that something you can pour your hearts and soul into, and just do it, like this man, who saw a need, and, provided it.

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Uncle Sam’s “Getting Ahead Program”

How after the U.S. left the Middle East in a HUGE mess, and, ran!  Commentaries off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

In less than two weeks, more than 120,000 military personnel departed the airports of Kabul, left a record in transportation by air in history.

American’s abandonment of Afghanistan left the country in a mess, chaos.  Earlier, Biden announced: the American military services plans to retreat out of Afghanistan completely on September 11th of this year, on the twentieth anniversary of the attacks on New York World Trade Center, symbolizing, that the mission of stopping terrorist actions had been completed.  The press asked, “can the local Afghani government fight off the Taliban on their own after the American armed services and N.A.T.O. withdraw the troops completely?

Biden’s answer was affirmative: the U.S. set up the foundations of democracy, with the popularly voted president and the congress; setting up the three hundred thousand modern military supplies from the U.S., it’s more than enough to fight off the Taliban.  Before he finished, the news of the major cities in Afghanistan, fallen to the terrorists, even the capital of Kabul too.  The places of gathering for the members of the public, is the ideal places of terrorists for the attacks; the members of ISIS-K guarded the gates of the airports locally, and, a suicide bomber detonated, killing thirteen of the American servicepeople, with fifteen injured, and, the locals who died outside of the airport numbed up to ninety, then, the number was, recounted, and reported to 175.

the foreign policies of Uncle Sam…found online

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The death and injuries of American citizens on foreign soils is something major, and Biden went under the bus by the American public for it; the pregnant wife of a deceased military serviceman, on Fox, cussed the president she’d voted for out; the congressmen of the Democratic Party started up the petition to impeach.  And yet, no U.S. president had been, successfully, impeached in history.

To get out of Afghanistan as soon as possible, setting up a sturdy foundation for democracy.  During Obama’s term, he’d set up the plans to withdraw the military services out, Trump set up a contract with the Taliban, by this May, all armed services stationed in Afghanistan came back home.  Biden was the one, seeing everything through, it’s, a good thing.

But, the “getting ahead” of the withdrawal of the military services was too awful to witness!  Estimating the conditions incorrectly, false intel, leaving in a hurry, leaving massive amounts of weapons behind, in and out of the airports of Kabul, a huge chaos, with deaths, and those who got, severely, injured; then, run away, with the tail between the legs.

Uncle Sam had trained the armies in Afghanistan for many years, setting up a democracy, claimed the human rights beliefs; the Taliban destroyed all of that, in an, instant.  The U.S. spent a total of two hundred billion dollars in Afghanistan, it’s, a loss from the very start.  The capitalists are good in keeping the books, and, if they can’t afford the costs, then, they quickly, abandons ship, and the promises, the pacts, the agreements for peace, all left behind, like they’re, nothing.

Biden stated, “the war the Afghani soldiers wouldn’t even fight, why do we sent the American armed forces to die!  The U.S. will NOT bleed for the cowards!” so, who else are, cowards?  Taiwan?  South Korea?  My good friend in Korean worried, that how would Uncle Sam handle it, if the stubborn, just as poor Korean armed forces like the Taliban came over to fight?

The U.S. advised Taiwan, to: buy massive amounts of weapons, torpedoes, drones, the grenade launchers, and other forms of weapons with great precisions, to train the armed services to fight guerrilla in the jungles, the cities, and the mountains here.  Guerrilla warfare was the “getting ahead program” that Uncle Sam designed for Taiwan?  But, with this younger generation who are focused on the tiny blessings of life, I’m afraid, none of them are willing to, engage, in guerrilla warfare, are they, cowards too?

No, we just, want to, keep our selves alive, after all, that is, what it’s, all about, isn’t it?  SURVIVAL!  And with the U.S.’s constantly, making ITS, empty promises to protect the rest of the world from terrorist attacks, yada, yada, yada, look how scattered, it’d, left, abandoned the “ship” called Afghanistan, not to mention, Iraq, Vietnam, from the sixties, and, history is still, repeating itself, it’s just, that the players are not the exact same, there are, the newly entered into the ring: Taiwan, China, etc., etc., etc., etc., and yeah, it’s still, a total, circus scene all right!!!

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Final Rites

How she wanted it done, the belief of this, elderly woman…translated…

I don’t live with my mother, but, her registry is with my home, and as I received the notices for the elderly population to get vaccinated, I’d immediately called her up.  But my mother started, leisurely telling me how she wanted her final affairs to go, as I clenched onto the phones, I’d felt, sorrowful, and started, crying.

My mother told, that all her three children are all grown and married, with six grandchildren, that she was, more than satisfied with her time here on earth in this life, that she had, no regrets, and told me a list of possible symptoms of the vaccination, that if she’d died, it shall be fate’s doing!

From before, the subject of death was tabooed between us mother and daughter, actually, I’d wanted to, discuss this matter with my mother, like how she’d planned to have her funeral set up?  But as the words about to flowed out, I’d, taken a deep inhale and take it all back in, worried that it might be, bad luck, mentioning it, that these, unlucky things, we should, avoid from, discussing.

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But because of the Astra-Zeneca vaccinations this time, my mother struck up this conversation about death, and told that if she’d died, it would be, just as well, at least, she’d not had any illness, no need to get tortured by a progressive condition, that in the end, we all, must, go; she’d told us to not feel sad in the end, and reminded me, “after I die, don’t take the money offerings from the white envelopes.”

Awhile ago, I’d heard my older brother carefully prodded my mother, “if many, many years from now, when you depart, how would you want your funeral to go?  Do you want it to have a ton of people coming, to see you off?  Or, would you prefer it simpler, to not bother others?  How much paper money offerings should we make?  What sort of music do you want played?  Do you want us to give you a mansion made with paper?”, my mother’s replies back to my older brother was, “Whatever you want!”, but added, “after I’m gone, do NOT take the money in the white envelopes from people”, she was, so steady in her tone of voice, even right now.

My mother married at twenty-two lost my father at age forty-nine.  My parents were the description of “couple living in poverty”, but not to the point of them, living miserably through their lives, mostly, they’d gotten upset over some minor things, argued on the unimportant matters of their lives; but, they’d, spatted over how much money to give to the weddings and funerals for over two decades’ time.

Since I could recall, several times I’d stayed hidden at the corners of the walls of my home, watched my mother cried as she’d fought with my father; several times, I’d, hidden myself underneath the covers, with my father’s loud voice getting into my ears.  My parents argued unstop, my father insisted on putting the same amount like the rest of our relatives, worried that if he’d given less, then, it wouldn’t, be right; while my mother worried that if he’d put the extra amounts in, she wouldn’t have enough for the groceries, that it would affect our livelihoods, and the arguments passed between the two of them constantly.  And finally, they’d, patched things up and after a while, the wedding notices, the funeral notices came, and, like a bomb, it’d, blew up in our faces again, they started back up arguing again, and they’d even, brought out the old matters from before too, and gotten at each other’s, throats.

Toward the sudden-coming wedding and funeral notices, it’d worried my mother so, sometimes, she’d, taken out the loans, sometimes, she’d, followed the groups, mixed, matched.  And the points in her memories of receiving the funeral and wedding notices, stayed, clear in my mother’s, mind.  Even as she’s an elderly person, she’s still, stressed about this matter.  And now, as the outbreaks occurred, she’d brought up the discussion of her final affairs, how she wanted it handled that she’d never done before with us, and told us, to NOT take the money offerings from the white envelopes, to cause trials in others’, lives.  On my end of the line, I’d, started crying, reason being I’d felt a ton of emotions, and the memories came back, one of the points was how I’d felt moved by my mother’s gentle heart—how she is able to empathize, to use her own personal experiences to understand the trials of others in life.

what her mother didn’t want…

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Mom, I shall remember your words, and, as I grow older, I want to do just like you, on my funerals many, many, many years from now, I won’t be, taking any money for condolences either.

And so, this, is this older generation’s considerations of others, because the elder grew up in trying times, in poverty, and lived through how it was when the family didn’t have enough to get by, and she’d, gained that empathy toward others because of it, and, she’d, passed the values down to her own children too.

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A Social Design for Miscarriages

This forum, is tailoring to the needs of both men AND women, not just the women, because, having children, is still NOT just, OUR, “business”, you men are also, involved in this process too!  A really, innovative thought, especially in the, eastern cultures here…translated…

During these past two years, I’d, focused my researches on the matter of the natural miscarriage process in Taiwan (based off of statistical measures, there are, about fifteen-to-twenty-percent natural miscarriages calculated by the process of natural selection), not only on the medical data that’s been, collected, also the cultural, the societal too, I’d also included the interviews with the families who had suffered the miscarriages, but, how do we, open up the covered up discussion topics of miscarriage by natural causes that’s been, tabooed?  Are there ways, to come up with the new ideas, for the families who’d suffered such a loss, it’s what I want to, focus more on, to help give to the policies of births set up by the law.

Luckily, the sociology professor from N.T.U. Sociology Department who’s excellent on the subject of “Social Designs”, gave us an exchange forum on “Reimagining, the Process of Miscarriages by Natural Causes: the Social Designs Exchange”, the exchange was, on the makeup of the participants in the discussion forums, with the sponsor’s inviting the Revolutionary Birthing Movement’s asking for the students, the OBGYNs, the nurses, and others who had miscarriage by natural causes, a total of, forty individuals, to share their experiences.

The subject of discussion is also important, in the structuring of the questions, we need to consider, that those who’d had miscarriages, how it’d, affected those other members of their, families, how the families coped with the process of the women, miscarrying?  Lastly, to up the sensitivity of the medical, to prevent yet another, impact onto these women.

All of these subjects, were from my past experiences with the interviewing, and although, we can, only hold the conference online, due to the outbreaks, the participants weren’t able to hold the face-to-face interaction discussion forums, but, Yu-Hwa designed the group interactions online, and everybody entered into a game of sorts, in the leading of the story of miscarriage, we’d all, quickly, gotten into the situations, and, the process is, brain-wrecking, and very fast-paced, everybody started, brainstorming all the ideas, and we’d, come up, with a ton of amazing ideas.

For instance, someone suggested that we should have this “P.O. Box” like the T.V. personnel started up, encouraging those who had gone through the miscarriages personally, or are with those around them who’d had the miscarriages, to share their thoughts and feelings.  And, all of these letters can be collected, to host an exhibition with, as a memorial for a stage of life in one’s life.

And, there’s, also, another brand new concept that’s, quite, innovative, the “miscarriage vacations”!  There are the honeymoon vacations, family trips, trips of friends, and we can also, call on the hotel chains, the tourist agencies, to give the discounts to couples who’d had miscarriages, so they don’t need to spend too much money, and can, get away, from their current states of minds and beings temporarily, to go out.  This isn’t to celebrate anything, but to give the mind, the heart, time to breathe, through the travels, to saturate oneself, to offer one another the needed supports.

Someone came up with the “diary exchange of families”, for the couple to write, to improve their communication, to express what they don’t feel able to express to one another, verbally in written form.

Some mentioned how we can, restructure the “fetus”, designing a way, for the elders to understand, and to, accept to reinstate the beliefs, the knowledge of natural miscarriages, so others around the families can have more understanding, more knowledge on the matter of miscarriages by natural causes.

In the past, the male voice is often, overlook in this matter, but, on this exchange forum, we hoped, to have the alternative perspectives from the men.  Some suggested using the technologies of A.I., to develop a sort of a Siri software, to help the men, accompany their partners in the process of their, miscarriages, to provide the males with more resources, more support, in a, more friendly manner.

I’m really hoping, that the outbreaks can end, so this sort of a forum can take place physically, so more people will be enlightened by this, social design, to find new and innovative responses, come up with more possibilities, for those who’d, gone through, the miscarriages.

And so, this is, a seemingly only women-related subject, but, this forum also, considered the men, which is, probably, something that’s new, because in the past, we all believe, that carrying children is a woman’s business, that the males only needed to donate a sperm, and he’s, done, but this forum considered that men are also, going through loss, when their wives miscarriages, it’s just, that we don’t, experience these losses, in the exact, same way!

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You GET, EXACTLY, W-H-A-T You, PAY for…

This would be, the MOST important lesson you will EVER learn, in your lives, and, nothing comes, CHEAP these days!

You get, EXACTLY, W-H-A-Y you, PAY for, because, when you slash the costs, you’re also, slashing the services (or, are you still deluded there???).  You get, EXACTLY, W-H-A-T you, PAY for, as the costs of something heads up, so would the services you get (or so you would, like to believe!), and generally, this is, true, however, there are, cases that are, totally, against this belief, so, don’t take this, as a “sure thing”…

You GET, EXACTLY, W-H-A-T you, PAY for, nothing comes cheap these days, there’s, always, that FINEPRINT on whatever it is you’re, signing, and because those “prints” are, so fine, you’re more than prone to, overlook what’s on there, and that’s, how you get, SCREWED over!

But, just hold on, to this thought…every cent, for every amount of, services you want to get, there’s NO such thing as, high-quality things that comes, at low costs, maybe save for, these “children” I’m currently, “reproducing” on here.

Oh and by the way, I’m now charging, each and every one of my readers, FOUR “shinny pennies”, instead of the TWO previously, okay?  Yeah, ‘cuz the prices of everything’s hiking up, so are these, “children” that I’m, currently, “giving BIRTHS” to here.

So, pay up, your FOUR C-E-N-T-S for this one, just “deposit” your shiny pennies, in the “collection plate” two on your ways in, two on your ways out, or you can, pay for the FOUR cents up front, or when you, “exit”………………

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To a DEADBEAT, on Father’s Day…

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???).

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the man who’d CHEATED on his own wife, walked out on his own children, does NOT deserve the “title” of a “father” here! Photo from online

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…………

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How to Tell When a Fish is Going on a Trip?

A few words of exchange between a father and a son, how a father gets, stumped by his own son’s, question, translated…

Summer: When we humans take trips, we take a backpack, that’s how we know we’re, going off.  When the fishes go on their trips, they only take with them their bodies, then, how would we know, that they’re, off then?

Me: how to tell, when the fishes are, going on their, trips…………

On that evening, the moments before I fell asleep, Summer rushed out of his bedroom, and asked me this question of “how to tell when the fish go on their trips.”  Back then, I was, stumped, couldn’t know how to reply.  He’d started, snickering, told me, “my question is, too hard for you, huh?”

We’d often, thought up of a ton of questions that we can’t answer for one another, that was, the game that Summer and I had, shared, during that period of time.

For instance, I’d, held a straight face, and asked him at age six, do you know who Kafka was?  As he’d looked at me confused, then, fallen into that state of, upset, I’d told him, with that cunning manner, it’s a difficult one I’d given you, huh!  And thus, began, the game of two, of us, father and son, and, we’d, given one another, a hard time too.  And afterwards, Summer started, asking me the questions, to attempt to, faze me.  For instance, he’d asked, why do the Herculean Beetle fly to our house?  I’d replied, the Herculean Beetles are nocturnal, because of the light in our living room, that’s why they’d, flown to the balcony.  He’d caught a humongous stick insect once, prodded me, why did the bug sway around when there’s, no wind to make it unsteady?  I’d immediately answered him, that it was pretending to be a twig swaying in the wind, to duck out from its predators, so it won’t get, eaten.

a child like this, with so many questions about the world…

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Every answer I gave, I’d, taken that tone of pride in my voice, so he couldn’t, question me.  Sometimes, my answers weren’t, precise enough, nor evaluated against the facts, no other reasons, but because I’m a father with the stronger pride.  As I’d slowly discovered, that Summer was coming up with more and more question that became, too abstract, and I’d started, stuttering then, and, given off hints, that I’d not known how to answer him.  Not long thereafter, Summer busted the bad quality of this game—when the questions are too ambiguous, or if they are the questions without the correct answers, then, he’d gotten the chance of, defeating me, and score for him, and, captured back that dignity of a son that he’d not owned originally.

Thinking back, these are, probably, the what-not-to-dos in parenting, forcing my own son to bust my own lacking in “field research” and just googled for the answers on the search engines, my own, laziness.

As the questions of “how to tell when a fish is off on its journey” surfaced, seeing how Summer was laughing secretively, I’d know, that I got, checked!  That this game was, totally, over for me!  And then, there would be, two, three years that follows, which I will be, answering to my bullshitting him, this was also, that biggest, boomerang that he, as a son, can thrown back at me, his father—daddy, can you prove what you’d just answered me?

It’s just, how, how do I tell, when a fish is, off on its, journey?  This difficult problem, should be researched, a someone with a doctoral degree, isn’t it?

In the era when YouTube is used to explain just about everything, trying to find a question that can, faze my son—this surely, isn’t a Q&A game that a father can fake his understanding of things, to fool his own young.

Broadcast Yourself?  That’s it, the game of father and son, it’s, merely, a father, playing, against, his own, self, to make himself feel more important.  It’s just, that now, my son only needed to, wiggle his fingers, and, he could quickly discover, that his father’s questions for him are all, questionable.  And I can only, sigh, that the challenges that the YouTube era gave to us, fathers, truly is, difficult.  On the thought, you, as a father, it doesn’t matter if you have a doctoral degree, or if you actually have a fish, we still can’t tell, precisely, if the fishes are, already, taking their, trips away.  For the children who had yet to grow up, they’d understand to communicate and understand the fish in the tanks, along with being best pals with your, fish.  This, we will, never, catch up to them.

And so, it’s not that hard, to tell, “when a fish is off on its, journey”, I only have one possible answer for now, I’ll ask the tea stewed egg a bit, maybe, I will, get an answer immediately.  Yep, my question isn’t, that easily, answered, huh?

P.S., Tea Stewed Egg is a cat owned by a friend.

And so, there comes a time in our lives, when our young come up with extraordinary questions, not to test us, not to beat us at our own games, but only to show, that they’re, growing cognitively by the day, and, in these moments we get, stumped, we will surely feel, embarrassed, because, mommy and/or daddy no longer have ALL the answers!  How’d that happen, huh?  Because the kids are, smarter by the generations here still…

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The Price the Country Paid, in the Name of Fighting Off the Spread of MERS-CoV to Go Against China

The Taiwanese government had, SET itself up, and now, it can’t, find its, way out, and guess W-H-O, ends up, paying for it the most???  It’s the PEOPLE!!!  Commentary off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The famous line from “Infernal Affairs”: “You will, pay back what you owed in the mob” as the DDP started doing ALL the bad things, they should take these words, to heart.  But, whenever the subject of China surfaced, it’d, forgotten.  As the outbreaks occurred in Wuhan last year, Taiwan kept kicking China as China went down, and now, it’s our time, to pay up that debt: our ally, Honduras used the excuse of buying the vaccines from China, wanted to set up a diplomacy office there.  For this, the alarms in our allies started, ringing like crazy!

The human hearts are made of flesh.  These few days, was the anniversary of the earthquake in Sichuan, back then, the Taiwanese donated the resources, the Sichuan locals were, more than, grateful.  But as Wuhan closed down last year, Taiwan had, even, disallowed the mailing of the masks over, and the government ranted on how China had, covered up the first cases of the outbreaks, laughed at how the vaccines developed in China don’t work.  How can China not feel cold?

And, it’d only been, no more than a dozen years, Taiwan’s behaviors were, completely, opposite.  If it’d happened again, the keyboards were in the mode of the earthquakes in Sichuan, and Taiwan called out, “Go Wuhan!”, do you think the Chinese battleships would, survey the straits daily?

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what’s not, going to be, available to the people here! Photo from online

Other than trying to block the spread of the epidemic, the ultimate solution is the vaccines.  But, after the Anti-Chinese acts occurred, our government simply, couldn’t get our hands on the vaccines; and now, the larger scales of infections are happening in the communities, Chen told the local governments to get the vaccines themselves, and he was called out on “not telling us earlier”!  but, if Taiwan didn’t fight China openly, and lost the deal with Pfizer, would we get to, where we, currently, are?

The world slowly discovered, as Europe and America had, monopolized on all the vaccines, the vaccines produced in China are, our only hope.  And, who could’ve imagined, that last year, our governments going against China using the outbreak as an excuse, was pushing our allies toward China?  If the two sides became milder with one another, Taiwan can use the vaccines from China, as a peace offering, and why would we need to worry that they would, go against us!  As the outbreaks are getting worse, the Tsai government should, STOP treating China as the evil, wake your brains up already!

And so, this is still how the government puts its own agenda, before the sakes of its people, because vaccines are in shortages, and, if the western world, U.S., Canada, Europe are already, fighting OVER the vaccines from Pfizer, Johnson & Johnson, etc., etc., etc., there’s, NO chance that there would be, ANY extras left over for us, and, our best bet is now, vaccines from China, and yet, the government was, way too, SHORT-SIGHTED, only had the politics as its agenda, and thus, screwing us all here!

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A Collision of Constitutional Rights & Constitutional Values

Shall we, flip for it???  Commentaries off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The natives who were caught, hunting the animals were sentenced, and they’d, filed for an amendment, and it’d, sparked up this war between the rights of the natives and the protection of wildlife.  Although the Grand Justice ruled on the number 803 explanation, but from the disappointments of the natives, it’s still not, resolved, perfectly.

The key points of this particular explanation of the constitution lies in the although it’s legal for the natives to use their homemade guns to shoot the animals on the reserves, but, it’s still not enough rights for the natives; other than their culture, the natives used the hunted animals as offerings as well as sharing the catches with their own next-of-kin, but, the hunting of the endangered species is still, illegal.

In this war of hunting culture versus environmentalism protection, the natives believed that there wasn’t any, conflicts of the two, but the culture preservation and the identifying with one’ own people, that’s irreplaceable by the animal protections; while the grand justice stressed that we must, weigh both sides equally, but the natives’ hunting the animals are for their own, consumptions not for any other purposes, and it would still, cause an impact on the wildlife, especially the endangered species here.

natives hunting the turtles…

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photo from online

It’s not hard to understand the natives’ upset over the ruling, but the meaning of the Grand Justice’s explanation is worth thought too: the justice stated, “the constitution guarantees that the…the natives shall have their rights to hunt as a part of their culture.”, which showed the importance of the laws’ believing the traditions, the cultures of the native people, but at the same time, it’d stated, that the protection of wildlife is, also, a vital value of the constitution.  And, as two laws collide, then, there may not be, the one-hundred-percent, guarantees to be, offered to the sides.

The rights of the natives and the animal protections, should NOT only have the oppositional sides to them.  In actuality, a lot of the foods at the mountain local food shops fitted to, the laws of “self-use” restrictions.  If we can, help more natives understand, that the hunters can be turned into, the protectors of wildlife, then this will, make the forest, the mountains, more beautiful than ever in Taiwan.

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illegal, to hunt these animals that are, protected species by the country…photo from online

And so, when culture and wildlife protection collide, which side do we take?  And, can we, keep both sides happy?  Like in the whaling of the Japanese on the seas, they’d hunted just about all the fishes and whales, because they’re, a people, whose primary diets are, fish, and yet, when they go off to the open waters, not their own territories, to hunt, then, there IS, a problem, and, this is similar to this, but, maybe, the government can place limits on the sizes of the wildlife, and, teaching the natives about the conservation of species, to get the people on board, to help out, that way, both sides, win.

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