Wednesday, 26 August 2015

░▒▓█ Crisis Management

 
The unprecedented but still-insane downward-spiralling crash had many people, particuarly the Japaneet-adoring coolies of the sing-a-pole, wondering, weeping, whelping, whining. The usual. These families of the dead were dead set on challenging the Amerikkkan finding and corresponding company efforts and were fiercely begging to reopen the case.

I grimaced as I dusted lint off my sleeve, real or imagined. I had to come down from my nice office, and disrupt my quiet, private Chinese Checkers session - minesweeper has gone vogue - with my cute college-undergraduate secretary for this?

Oh we knew the reason, and the dead pilot who caused this unnecessary media headline, but investigations revealed insufficient evidence and as officials we were advised by the seniors and the top brass in an emergency - but informal - meeting this morning not to admit or reveal anything other than reiterating condolences and payouts in the corporate statement, and for an extra ball, continuing to let the foreign investigators do their work and conclude on miscellaneous compensation.

It was unpleasant dealing with a large number of the victims er, the families of the victims. Not surprisingly, they were deaf to reason, they wanted money, they wanted more money, and they also seemed to want the dead to rise from the dead. These activists were screaming and protesting. Nothing is ever enough, for the state and the octogenerian that took such great pains to rear these ingrates and gave them their fortunes and made them what they are. I sound like I am addressing the nation, but at least half from only the former is true.

So unlike the menial worker combines at the "local" level the westerners, koreans and japanese were more understanding and accepting of whatever handouts the company planned for them. The only surprising thing that I cared about is: hardly any Chinese or Reunionese or Russians were unlucky or stupid enough to be on the flight, though a couple of frogs were. Smart. Rebels among them would be dealt later, but I maintain a view that they don't deserve to be on this confounded flight that turned many hopes and dreams into deaths and nightmares. Among the corpses there was one mongrel renegade who talked about looking at glamour through voluntary callgirlship among her other forms of wanting to undermine social dignity but probably her mortality statistic was a good thing. It was hard to feel sorry for a troll and an upstart to human values especially when coolies as I was convinced needed hard and lifeless rule.

Looking at the local demonstrators' anus faces - the reason why me and a couple of others had to come down from our ivory towers and burst our bubbles that actually harboured the nice things - made me sick and burn inside. They are the parvenues, the nouvealle rich, the barely-came-ups who have a spot of excrement on their shoes no matter what they think they are. Worse, they are ugly, stupid, worthless, rude - the country's graciousness campaign thru-the-years was a waste of money - and they were screaming demands at us and the air like animals.

The press has already arrived of course, and a member of the political opposition also presented himself unannounced, that same questionable guy who is using this to harden his position as a saviour of the people shortly after being barred from the bench - no being barred from practising law for half-a-decade after being arrested for shoplifting in a convenience store during rush hour. The recovered items unbelievably were cigarettes and beer instead of peppermint and bread. As a lawyer he brought shame to his industry and never contributed to the well-being of society in any way. Anyway, have fun, and keep trying to get into parliament with your parlour acts you snake.

After we delivered the joint statement on behalf of the subsidiary airline - I personally believed less in it after the stunt and intended to sell all my stocks tomorrow - the opposition wannabe approached me during questions and answers. With reporters zooming in I let the "avenger" have a brief say about the need for "accountability", a few other concepts I couldn't remember, as well as "justice for the victims". Trying not to laugh I also covered my slight yawn in the process, and when he was done I smiled and shook his hand, saying that we will work together and strive for the desired outcomes. With that the conference came to an end, but the coolies' howlings continued to my irritation.

I wanted to speak with my inspector friend I recognised among the police, who was busy overseeing the crowd with his subourdinates, so I walked over and just gave the poor chap a pat on the back and wished him the best. He acknowledged and said the same. Then I gave the junior and security officers an empathetic look wringing my wrists and they also shook their heads, grinning and in resignation.

We all knew what we were getting. Regardless nothing would change, and for us officials we are all hires surrendered to company policy so nobody wanted to be martyrs and People's Representatives and change anything and make life difficult for anybody either. Hurray for outgrowing school!

Having wrapped up the corporate objective me and my colleagues left for the lift lobby, all totally indifferent, sleepy and trying to get back into state by discussing our plans for the weekend when I suddenly felt something purring in my pocket. It was my pussy cat.

Excusing myself with an imaginary wish to smoke I walked into the stairway and instead answered the call. The high schoolgirl told me her class has just ended, and she would arrive at the same place naked. Voicing no objections I gave her a kiss through the speaker as I walked a storey up. Just as I closed the door the lift arrived. Some fool had pressed and then gave up. One more hour of endurance test and I could leave the building.

So I got in and flashed the pin card and hit the button. Other games are waiting, the real millennium is coming, and life is beautiful.





The best low-sales game in its legacy. Only because of the user-unfriendly but cheap tkd goof made user-friendly and the narcissistic but useless nazi boss who worked hard to end the nestum story with his stupidity.



 
The coolie island's shameless copying of the glass-faced "Hundred Flowers Campaign", and its citizens no I mean denizens no I actually mean bowels being encouraged to spy on and report each other just like it was during the chaotic and disturbing times of the communist leader.

If people could learn to fly a long time ago then there would be no need for aeroplanes.





 

Wednesday, 15 July 2015

░▒▓█ Donald Duck Disappoints in his Racist Campaign for President.

An afterthought on the anonymous twitter death threat to the American't twit after talking nonsense over the Mexican't drug lord's prison escape:

I think for a politician wannabe paleman Donald Duck is very stupid, getting himself needlessly into trouble talking rubbish on notorious drug dealers next door. He must be thinking other people are too far away or illiterate to know or care. Yeah right.

 From similar television shows and websites Americans really love trolling and doing this sort of thing to other people even when they are in legitimate professions thinking they are safe, so keep doing and even thinking like that and see what happens. You guys in "faraway" America are fearless and discriminating no discerning anyway. "We do whatever we feel is right. Burp."

Not saying that trade or act is right on the contrary, but DD for his age, experience and even social standing is just unbelievably insensitive and stupid. And he has so many stupid supporters. Stupid supporting the stupid.

You people are hopeless.

░▒▓█ Neetsan (NEETzan) Zimmerman Cried Like a Dog Over Trump

I think for a politician wannabe paleman Donald Duck is very stupid, getting himself needlessly into trouble talking rubbish on notorious drug dealers next door. He must be thinking other people are too far away or illiterate to know or care. Yeah right.

From similar television shows and websites Americans really love trolling and doing this sort of thing to other people even when they are in legitimate professions thinking they are safe, so keep doing and even thinking like that and see what happens. You guys in "faraway" America are fearless and discriminating no discerning anyway. "We do whatever we feel is right. Burp."

Not saying that trade or act is right on the contrary, but DD for his age, experience and even social standing is just unbelievably insensitive and stupid. And he has so many stupid supporters. Stupid supporting the stupid.

You people are hopeless.

The American'ts on its article like the wussy author were very afraid - some of them are middle-aged and above and they of course fear retribution for their own actions now - and either did not comment or just domino comment on others who began sidetracking from the reality blaming Obama - as usual - for the immigration laws. It's quite funny to see these emotional homebodies and trolling wimps being so scared of people they laugh off as uncivilised.

Saturday, 11 July 2015

░▒▓█ About Leadership

Actually I surprised myself that it took some time going through the imperfect world and its yapping human wannabes before I saw - without a mirror - my true leader and alpha nature.

I don't mean to bring you all down, but I cannot read beyond a line about leadership because not only do I suspect that most writers and "coaches" are beta but also, I actually feel beta and tired when I even descend to attempt doing so.   

I believe most real leaders don't teach or even read what they write about this - like I don't like to do anything other than show my alpha self at best - just because -  while not descending into junk science like eugenics - leadership and the associated pickup artistry is an intrinsic quality that you are born into that makes you one, not taught. I have lots to say about the latter but I leave it to another time at the point where what makes you is more important to score.

Circumstances may lie to and rob you of your Divine Right to waste your time, but eventually they will be overwhelmed by their limitations and fall flat on their inherent anus faces by comparison -  wondrously crack like humpty dumpty and you will ascend with the Mandate of Heaven regardless.

I have to also reveal that you cannot actually teach servants and slaves to be masters. The proposal is ticklish, but it is unfeasible.

░▒▓█ Stanley Kurtz Cried Like a Dog Over AFFH

Obie scores!!!! Cibai pundek babi Ba Pau Gosar is defeated!!!!

Let's hope that after the TPP, the equally-coveted AFFH becomes the global standard including, of course, dogs-of-the-west like the faraway coolie island.

In Stanrey's mind: "I am a bastard but I HAVE my right!"




AFFH is reality after TPP

My wishes have come true! I can't believe it, but I have to!

Even if American politics is an orchestrated circus, I am happy to see these two long-drafted policies come out of the shadow and into the limelight for the good news of the world!!!!

So!!!

Obie scores!!!! Cibai pundek babi Ba Pau Gosar is defeated!!!!

Let's hope that after the TPP, the equally-coveted AFFH becomes the global standard including, of course, dogs-of-the-west like the faraway coolie island.

TPP is the Trans Pacific Partnership
AFFH is Affirmatively Furthering Fair Housing

Saturday, 20 June 2015

░▒▓█ Taiwanese Prostitute

I had the mishap of trying to know one some time ago out of a friend's recommendation and after seeing what she and her hideous Japanned-blowing mama-san and foolish colleagues are in fleeting moments along with her gay breast doctor even I walked my way out.

She was a midget, looked like a boy and had Asian hair but the thing that struck me most was her - I don't know how to explain it - I guess at the time I wasn't thinking properly and I wanted company and fun time in this mode. But really, on thinking back I felt my intelligence and taste were compromised.

What happened was me trying to be entertained by her ideas and creative lies she admitted telling her friends and family to come into this industry to be unseeded - at that time I thought it was unique because I don't meet many, Asian girls in that capacity let alone honest ones - but the surprise at the negotiating table concerning the price of liberty for fighting trade protectionism she showed me later with those aligned parties was overwhelming.

During the sales pitch I came to, with her help, be disgusted by her real nature, her shameless true love affair with others getting dangerously into national debt, making good use of the rest when her attempts were as convincing as a fish in a dress, her always begging change with ulterior motives and her attempts to outmaneuver her clients feigning free agent status, that before the skies would overturn and I would actually require, anger management and mental reassembly and fiscal resuscitation I decided that this was enough and left the hell-hole forever.

Right after that episode was when I became more feeling: thinking of myself, and my mistake with a mistake. I thought considerably about my life, life, my priorities, those past chapters, and the world in general, and rather than blame my good friend I decided to look at the trade with greater skepticism than I used to when I was only unsure. He only wanted me to have fun. Oh well**.

My mother told me not to ever go deeper with prostitutes, but I guess I failed to listen to my disadvantage.

And that was my pre-alpha stage. That 'everyone has got to start somewhere' as it's often blabbered around, and my regret from that brief and bizarre encounter was: it did not happen earlier. 

"I was young,
Not dumb
Just wishing to be blinded"

Yes I guess I was. We dream of the best things - even on a limited basis - and we unknowingly get punished for it. For my issue of course, the Memorandum of Understanding is: these transgressors will have their progress walled and stalled forever and they will be overwhelmed by public institutions.

Addendum: Out of random boredom I typed her initials yesterday on a public computer and was surprised to see - among medical, street, coding and furniture results - her being still around, on a "self-inspired journey" to abandon isolationism and open up her true goodself up to the world on a scale that was never seen before. Her close colleagues in the trade I caught before the exit, being the unbelievably ugly and naive nerds that they are, distanced themselves from her along with a soul buddy she tried to use as a shield against life's problems.

Despite her self-acknowledged liberalisation of the industry that came much too late, nobody really seemed keen which was surprising for a self-proclaimed star prostitute, and she had become round and ballin'.

She got so ugly and fat - grotesque - that I thought like most hopeless and hopelessly fat people in America she could roll instead of walk and in terms of speed and velocity that naturally would be faster hahahaha!!!!

So much for the once-courted unholy alliance with an escapee from the renegade province to a faraway coolie island I visited after accepting my friend's invitation out of purely fearing ballistic retaliation from the Chinese mainland and leaving her brethren behind: not for her profession but for her panning green over her embattled and defective self in a willful error of judgment.

"Everything I ever lost
Now has been returned"

To be truthful, I don't actually know what I lost. But I know that eventually, anything that was lost due to anybody will be returned to me tenfold, and any taxes will be filed with consideration for the government.

** 'Oh well' makes the antonym of 'swell'.