The true horror stories in modern Paris part 70
I was making a move back from Japan to
Paris last weekend thus I could not update my blog. Today I am going to make it up by writing a fairly
long post.
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As always the writer Christopher commented that ‘compensation junkie’ would be stopped one
day. That is very likely on an individual
level and the family level. Even the
company taken over by compensation junkies may be stopped albeit it will be more
difficult. However, when the plague
spread nationwide…the history tells us it has happened several times, other
nations will seize the opportunity to invade a self-weaken nation whose people
have lost the will to endeavour. Why
would you want to be industrious when a bunch of social moochers are fed free
while increasing your burden to support the system? As a history buff, I read books and articles
and found several traits that were common among those compensation junkies:
1)
They bend to the powerhouse like
USA or the Great China. However, to the less
threatening people or nations, they become condescending and painfully
discriminating.
2)
They would not fight their own
battles. They prefer to abet the
powerhouse or whoever that would buy into their victim elaboration to do the dirty jobs.
3)
No respect for women. Human trafficking by her own father was rife
at a time in the history. Far from
fighting to protect their own women, they used women as their currency against
the invaders.
4)
Very thin skin. Over every trivial point their manly but
fragile pride is wounded, followed by of course more compensation demands.
5)
To conceal the fact
that they never took time to work on anything diligently they would claim that
their inventions got stolen.
6)
Their own talent would die
without ever being tapped in. It is so
much easier to rob the credits from others.
The last trait may be the saddest thing
because the world will never know of some beautiful gifts the God has given to
the mankind. I may not be much gifted
despite the kind encouragement by the author Chris who likes his book cover
that I drew (He is a polite man) but, I wish to spend time on my drawing
instead of pursuing Mr Pride for compensation.
Also, I have my mother to look after.
Focusing on her happiness is a much productive way to spend our limited
time.
I live above a Hell. I nearly was killed off in an electricity accident staged by the restaurant from Hell, but the last few years in Paris has been the most intense period of my life, seeing things that only one would see in
To be continued.
To be continued.
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