05/15/23 - I never thought she was serious about stealing people's luck.
A manga artist posts clips from an old Chinese movie Battle of Triangle Hill (上甘岭), which features volunteer red army soldiers chasing after and catching a squirrel, and says, “This sounds exactly the same as the bit in that stand-up comedian’s routine about having two dogs who are really good at catching squirrels. You think it was on purpose or just coincidence?”
Comments say, “If stand up comedians don’t know how to write jokes without referencing the Red Army, maybe they should stop writing.”
“The whole stand-up community is full of treasonous traitors.”
“This is totally on purpose.”
A different blogger is covering the exact same issue and posted the same clip, “This clip is from the movie Battle of Triangle Hill, which happened during the Korean War. In trench number 4, on Triangle Hill, the soldiers of the 8th battalion are refreshing themselves with food and water as they prepare to take back more territory. Platoon Leader Chen Houde had only reached the mouth of the trench, when a little squirrel fell in from the top and started dashing deeper into the trench. This raised every soldier’s interest.
This clip shows the loveable members of this platoon’s strength, bravery, and fearlessness, and it displays their lovability and kindness in every day life. In a situation of low water supply, they still gave the squirrel water to sip on. A very touching scene. When they return this squirrel to nature at the end of the movie, it shows the volunteer soldiers’ desire for peaceful life more concretely.”
Comments say, “Xiaoguo (the media company the standup comedian is signed with) needs to be severely punished. It’s the light punishments that are making them more and more brazen.”
“This is certainly the fault of a certain somebody and a certain some culture.”
”I highly suspect [censored name] wrote these jokes. These are well thought-out and organised. Multiple comedians are echoing each other and pushing this sort of message.”
Someone asks, “Why is China developing more and more, but birth rates are falling lower and lower? People’s lives have only gotten better over the last forty years, but birth rates are dropping off like a cliff?”
Comments reply, “Well, people are recommending hysterectomies on instagram lol.”
“Cause it’s harder to trick women now.”
“All developed countries have low birth rates.”
A blogger reposts someone’s instagram update of their XYY child’s development. “Update of XYY baby’s development, personality, and natural temperament. Today, we did a temperament evaluation at the paediatrician. There were 97 questions on the survey, with 6 possible answers to each question.
My baby is now 15 months, and his personality from 4 months on has been super chill. The paediatrician praised him for being sweet and smart and handsome today too. He told me there’s nothing to worry about, my kid’s doing great, there’s no problems at all. I thought so myself too, to be honest, but I’m still happy to hear it from the doctor. When my baby wouldn’t cooperate to let the doctor look in his mouth, the doctor hurt him with the tongue depressor, and he cried for just a little and immediately recovered back to his usual cheerful self. He’s very good at calming down his emotions.
I want all the people talking about “anti-social personality disorder” and “violent temperaments” to look closely at this. I’ve got a real life example. XYY doesn’t mean that the kid’s temper will be entirely out of control or that they’ll be anti-social. There’s still plenty of inheritance and influence from the parents.
My son’s got a very chill and extroverted personality. He loves playing with others, including strangers. He often makes physical contact with people and is great at reading facial expressions. He loves to laugh. He can focus on books by himself very well. I’ve written before that I don’t actually know what time he gets up in the morning, because he has two books by his bedside, and when he wakes up, he just reads until I wake up.”
Comments say, “Jia Peiran is the destiny for this kind of people.”
“Or? What, were you expecting a four month old to be committing genocides?”
“Just keep him at home and don’t let him get out.”
“Four month old tigers let you hold them too. Lady, please.”
A finance blogger writes, “If I can say something offensive (I like saying offensive things), female single children raised in cities have something wrong with their mentality and perspective. First, parents tend to raise them like sons, because they have a responsibility to pass on the family lineage.
Secondly, they tend to be spoiled, even more than sons. There’s a lot of talk about how you have to raise boys poor and raise girls rich. Spoiling children will, well, spoil them. They can’t suffer any kind of blow or injustice.
Third, they’re used to being the centre of the world. At home, her parents orbit her. Outside, men orbit her.
Four, they’ve arrived just as China is opening up and western thoughts are coming in, and the government hadn’t put any controls in. They tend to be super individualistic, selfish, feminist, and brainwashed by western ideals.
If you’re looking for a girlfriend or friend in general, and you can choose, try to choose people with siblings.
Alright, I’m done. You can beat me up now.”
Comments say, “I’ve got two kids. They always fought with each other over snacks and toys growing up, and slowly, they’ve learned things from these conflicts. They went from never sharing to learning how to negotiation, compromise, and exchange.”
“If you don’t have statistics to back yourself up, don’t make stupid claims. You can block me.”
“I hope your whole family marries rural girls with a younger brother who’s the centre of her life.”
Someone posts a tiktok of a bunch of adults not giving up their seat to a standing toddler on the subway, asking, “What is wrong with adults these days?” A blogger asks, “I’m not trying to take anyone’s morality hostage or anything, but I do want to ask: what would you do in this situation?”
Comments say, “I’d suggest the parents get a taxi.”
“Whoever took this video was so bored he’s got his balls in a twist. A real tight twist.”
“I think kids prefer to stand.”
A childcare blogger writes, “It’s so easy to be mean to children. If you’re on the verge of exploding, when you feel like nothing can stop you from going on a rampage because you’re having a nervous breakdown. If you’re going to smash everything in your room. And suddenly, you get a call. It’s a teacher you have seen in a long time, or your boss, or a relatives who likes you, or a good friend, would you pick up the phone and go, “FUCK. THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING CALLING ME. GO FUCKING DIE.”? Would you?
Of course not. You’d change your tone immediately, pull your temper back, you’d do your best to take this call as though nothing is wrong and communicate with the other person.
Because tempers are always under control. It’s just a matter of who you’re doing it for.
Of course people explode at those weaker than them. Tigers are pretty mean and violent to rabbits too. And of course people are nice and polite to people stronger than them. I saw a video just a couple of days ago, of a tiger encountering a herd of elephants. He dashed into some tall grass like a scared kitten and waited with his tail between his legs for the elephants to pass.
Blowing up at your children is just another form of bullying. You need to recognise that about yourself before you have any chance of changing your behaviour.
If you keep trying to make up excuses like, “The kid pushed me to this!”, you’ll never change. Because you think the child is the cause, your temper is the main character, you’re entirely innocent. You’re a victim of your own temper. Victims can’t be at fault. Why would victims change anything about their behaviour?
A friend of mine said, “This is a matter of context, not bullying. It’s because the person on the phone has nothing to do with why I’m angry, that’s why I can calm down and control my temper.”
But the problem is, “I can control my temper” is exactly what I’m trying to express. No matter what the reason, even at the height of my anger, I still have the ability to stomp on the breaks of my emotions. It’s just a matter of whether or not I want to.
A lot of people describe their rage as, “I can’t control my temper at all. I didn’t want to blow up at the kid either.” No. If you wanted to, you could have. It you want to control yourself, you can.
If you don’t want to calm down, then admit that. Just don’t lie to yourself about how you were pushed to this, you didn’t want to either, you can’t control it.
That is a lie.”
Comments say, “Now I’m freaking out, because I have slammed on the table and yelled at my boss. I really will blow up at anyone.”
“It’s not bullying, it’s just being mad at the right person.”
“Every time I’m mad, I want to control my temper and not yell at my kid, but sometimes, there’s just no talking reason to him.”
“My roommate said she’s willing to use thirty years of my life to wish for rain tomorrow so we don’t have to go to our military drills. Should I get mad?
We’re currently doing military drills. I saw my roommate posting in the group chat, “I’m gonna use my bottom bunk’s thirty years of life (that’s me) to wish for rain tomorrow)”.
It was a cloudy day at that point, on the verge of rain already. And in a bit, it really started raining. And in the group chat, she was all like, “OMG, it worked!”
I was a little mad at the moment. No idea what to say. Later on, when I talked to her about this, she said she was just joking, and how I can’t take a joke. Am I overreacting?”
Comments, “You can use your own to wish on anything. What the fuck is wrong with you, using other people’s?”
“My middle school classmate liked to rub people’s head before exams to steal their luck for herself. At some point, I wanted to do it back, and before my hand even reached her head, she flipped the fuck out. She was so mad, she was legit going to beat me up. I never thought she was serious about stealing people’s luck.”
“See, I just use my roommates’ future boyfriend’s life.”
“You can use forty years of her life to wish for thirty years of your life.”