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.
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.