Tuesday 23 September 2014

b.3rd Country - The Unexpected Journey (Part 1)

The last part is here:   Capital - The Generations Game

A kind visitor once visited this blog and wrote:
Yes, I read all your great articles. Please write more about the preparation of the 3rd country.

I felt nothing but pure grief. My tears just rolled non-stopped while writing this essay. We are yellowskins. But yet, where are we now? In 南洋? In 旧金山? In 纽约? Why? Why? Why?

A brief wind-back into the recent past. When 国民党 was founded by 孙中山 in 1911 and ruled middle kingdom in 1928 until its retreat to Taiwan in 1949 after being defeated by 共产党 during the Chinese Civil War. 国民党 was committed to the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty and the establishment of a republican government. During this rule, middle kingdom was nothing but pure grief. The party was pure corrupt. 孙中山 was nothing but just a puppet on the string. During its rule, citizenry was committed to eating roots and skins from trees. There was no food. Every piece of food was robbed from its people. Hence, when 共产党 was trying to come into prominence, people had no choice but to agree with the new party. The fucking 共产党 just gave small scraps of food to share with the people and waohla, 共产党 was the new boss. The rest was simply history written by the victor.

The first fortunate yellowskins arrived in the United States around 1820, who wanted to make their fortune up to 1849-era California Gold Rush. The yellowskins did not, however, only come for the gold rush in California, but also helped build the First Transcontinental Railroad. These were rich yellowskins. Also with regard to the legal situation, the yellowskins were by far more badly posed in the US than most other ethnic minorities. They had to pay special taxes (all foreign miners had to pay a tax of $20 a month), were not allowed to marry white European partners and could not acquire U.S. citizenship.

For the poorer yellowskins, they have no choice but to settle in nearer places called 南洋.

Why you ask? It was a sad story that we, yellowskins, have no choice but to leave our home and seek a better fortune beyond the middle kingdom.

That is the reason why these yellowskins were hapless and subjected themselves to the harsh foreign environment hoping to make a simple living.

Hence, when the white fuckens gave these yellowskins a shelter and food. They were eternally grateful to the government-of-the-day. For those who still know your forebears, so how they described the taste of tree barks. They worked hard. They knew that they prefer peace than conflict. Further with the lack of proper education, their blind faith was fooled totally by the white fuckens (the oldest fucken is a 4th generation decedent, very established and very rich, he was born rich, married into more money and then grabbed power, no poor bastard can go to a good foreign university with zero government scholarship in 1940s).

Soon their hard work would be totally robbed clean by the white fuckens. Sad. I know. I hope within my life time I can help some people moved to a new place. Even saving just one is good enough for me.

That fuckened little island has gone to the pigs. One must move out the soonest.

The unexpected journey to a 3rd country has begun (at least for bro seeker) ...

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