10/06/23 - The villagers “scavenged” a missile off of a train about thirty years back.
A four and a half year old girl went missing on a Shanghai Beach on the 4th and have still yet to be found. The police posted a notice today that the internet rumours that the girl’s father was her stepfather, and that she had been lost once before were all untrue. The missing girl’s family are all blood-related to her, and she’s never went missing before.
Comments say, “Rumour mongers should all be arrested.”
“Lol why would they leave a four year old on the beach alone then?”
“If my kid left my sight for even a second, I’d go looking for him. How the hell did he manage to leave his kid alone on a beach for 15 minutes while he went looking for his phone? Couldn’t he have taken her with him? This news makes me so goddamn mad.”
A blogger posts screenshots of an instagram post that reads, “Singlehandedly uplifting my husband’s whole family’s genes.” as well as the comment section beneath this post, where a conversation between two commenters takes place.
“You know how many instagram filters you’re using. If your husband lost some weight, you wouldn’t look much better than him.”
“Okay, so why does the husband choose to stay fat?”
“How is the husband fat at all?”
“Wow, how typical. 55kg girls are too fat, 105kg guys are just right.”
Comments to this blogger says, “Reminds me of a webnovel I read once, where the male lead was described as a mindblowing hottie who was 180cm and 100kg. After the readers all yelled at the author, she changed it to 180cm and 90kg.”
“I thought the “he would look better than you” was already ridiculous enough, until I read the “how is he fat?” underneath. Their hate of women is overflowing out of the screen. How much they must love men.”
“Even if a hog lost weight, it would still be a hog.”
A tiktok video in America of someone witnessing a car crash. The blogger says, “The moment the driver got out of the car, I could feel my brains shrinking.”
Comments say, “Just as I expected, it’s a female driver. [Doge]”
“She’s so cute! I choose to forgive her.”
“What brand of car is this? It’s pretty sturdy.”
“Back in the day, after a couple were laid off from their government factory jobs, they had no income and for the sake of survival, the husband would ride around on his janky bicycle and deliver his wife to whore herself out. One day, the police found the husband stomping around in the snow waiting by the side of his bicycle, and told him that his wife had been murdered in some hotel.
The husband followed the police to the hotel, and collapsed onto the bed and stared at his naked, bloody, dead wife.
The police thought he couldn’t take it, so they started comforting him.
But all he said was, “This bed is so soft. It’s so warm in here…”
The husband’s words were so heartbreaking.
I thought he would breakdown about the death of his wife. That he’d blame himself or feel guilty or scream and cry or fall to the ground…after all, that’s how it’s portrayed in movies.
But reality is a thousand times more cruel than the movies. And he only calmly sighed that the bed was soft, and the room was warm.
It’s so tragic.
Overwhelming grief is quiet.
That’s the case, right? None of us were there in person, but it’s like you can see it playing out in front of you. Why would we believe that was all he said?
Probably because, truth has a natural form of gravity to you.”
Comments say, “He’s never experienced the life of a rich person. He didn’t know how different it would be.”
“This kind of short story is always written from the point of view of the husband, the man. Sure, it’s a tragedy. It’s very sad. But all the pity is directed towards the husband. Even though it’s the wife, the woman, who’s having her dignity and her body trampled. And she can’t even keep the money from selling her body to herself. It’s she who lost her life. And yet, the writer can’t spare a single line of description for her.”
“From the moment he started pimping her out, he’s ceased to be a human being.”
A compilation of what young doctors are like after the graduating from medical school, with the entirety of their schooling career spent doing online lessons.
“I’ve met a young doctor who started reciting his textbook after he asked my symptoms. After the tests turned out to be as he predicted, he was so excited he started rubbing his hands together. God, I really wanted to beat him up, he was so obviously elated.”
“As a medical student, I can give you some advice. If you’re looking for a doctor, you can go with a really young doctor who’s just started practicing. Although it’s true that he has no idea how to deal with anything, he’s going to be exceptionally good at finding help. He might even be able to call up old professors who have long stopped taking on new patients.”
“At the exam site for acupuncture, a student made himself paralysed with three needles. It took three old Chinese Medicine Doctors 80 needles to save him again.”
“Last time I went to the hospital, I couldn’t get an appointment with the specialist, so I went to a normal physician who’s super young. And he told me to come again next week and get an appointment with my professor, I skipped the class that covered your condition.”
“My friend’s a nurse. She often takes me out for drinks and then practice sticking needles in me once I’m blacked out.”
“After I studied medicine: why does no one get sick the way the books say they should? Why does everyone get sick in such weird, screwed up ways?”
“I still remember when I went into labour, and the doctor was literally flipping through his textbook as he went about helping me deliver. He even showed me the book and the highlights he’d made in it, to prove that he knew what he was doing.”
“Promise me, once you graduate, you’ll go practice overseas, kay?”
“Before, “I know people at this hospital, let’s go.” After, “I know people at this hospital. Let’s go.”
“After three years of online classes, I can’t even tell the different between an arm and a leg as a medical student.”
“You know why young doctors can always call up help quickly? Because their professors can’t stand the embarrassment.”
“My interning doctor called up another intern, and they talked out what to do between then.”
“My doctor, “How old are you?”
Me: “30.”
My doctor: “That’s not right. The books say people with your condition can’t live past 26…””
“I’ll do my best to get sick in a more textbook way T_T”
“Promise me, just don’t let them graduate.”
“I’ll do my best to just not get sick in this lifetime T_T”
“My best friend studied Chinese Medicine, and while she was practicing acupuncture on herself, she stabbed herself wrong and couldn’t move. Her roommates got super scared and called for an ambulance and everything, until they remembered that they were in a medical school. So they literally hauled her out of the dorms and ran her to their professor’s office screaming and crying. Everyone they passed thought she was dead or something. The professor ended up putting on a demonstration to her roommates as he acupunctured her. Didn’t take too many needles before she could move. She said that she was conscious the whole time and just felt embarrassed to death. Because of this though, this old professor ended up having a really strong impression of her, and recommended her to his top student at a different university when she was applying for her Master’s Degree. That’s how my best friend went from a super average university to a top uni for her Master’s and Doctorate, and ended up staying on at the university hospital. She even remarked herself that she went on a pretty magical journey for her career.”
“I’ve got a classmate who immigrated to Canada when her kid was a teenager. Her husband and her kid went to some super remote part of eastern Canada, while she stayed in China to make money.
On our reunion, she said that her kid’s already in uni in Canada now, but her husband can’t find a job in Canada. He got certified to drive trucks, but could never actually get a job because the locals are prejudiced against Asians, and now he’s in training to drive school buses.
Basically, Canadian underclass people are very unfriendly to immigrants. And yeah, that make sense to me. It’s the same in America. The lower social class people are, the more they feel like immigrants are taking their jobs. And fresh off the boat immigrants are gonna have a hard time in that environment.
So basically, no matter where you go, you need to put yourself in a community with high levels of education and income. It’s a totally different world.”
Comments say, “You should stay wherever you can make money. That’s just obvious. Everywhere has the same rules of friendliness. If you’re strong, then they’re friendly to you. If you’re weak, then you’ll get bullied no matter where you go.”
“He should’ve gotten a uni degree locally.”
“When I went to Toronto a couple of years back, I’ve heard of well-educated engineers in China having to get a new diploma at the local community college because of different standards in the engineering field.”
A compilation of internet discussion about Nanyang and the Midi Music Festival there:
“The cow herder who stole the weaver maid’s clothes is also from Nanyang.”
“Second year of Jian An, 197AD, when Cao Cao led his army to attack the city of Wan, the Cao General Dian Wei had his weapons (twin axes) stolen, and lost the battle. The city of Wan is located at modern day Nanyang.”
“One of the old men in the village really felt wronged when he was arrested. He said, “They screamed and danced all night in our village! Nobody could sleep for days! What’s wrong with me taking some stuff to build a pig pen with?” The workers on site said that the steel benches they used to construct the fence out of took four construction workers to lift when they were setting up. Some local old lady took it on her own, and she hauled away three of them in a single day, and built a super sturdy pig pen out of them.”
A Chinese Ebay listing for, “Nanyang Midi Music Festival, someone gifted me this tent, 58 RMB no haggling. Add 30 RMB for a portable charger.”
Below an askreddit question, “What do you think of the thief incidents at Nanyang Midi Music Festival?” Where the top-voted reply is, “Look, is this trickle down economics or not?”
“I asked a government worker of mine who’s in Nanyang, and he told me that 1. The earliest incident seems to be when an old lady went into the Music Festival and took two tent poles from a tent she thought was abandoned. She said later that she took the tent poles to plant green beans with. 2. Once someone started, quickly rumours sprouted that no one wanted the stuff that was left in the vamp anymore, and people began “scavenging” right away. There are local villagers, and also professional scavengers who’d been keeping an eye on the festival for a while. 3. The local police are treating this very seriously. In their own words, “We are dealing with this with the same seriousness as when the villagers “scavenged” a missile off of a train about thirty years back.””
“Fuck, did they serious scavenge a missile? Did that happen for real?”
“Yeah, war again Vietnam, there was a military train transporting missiles passing through Nanyang, and people went to scavenge it.”
“Zhuge Liang is from Nanyang. The first thing he did was teach Liu Bei how to steal Jing Province. And after that, they went on to steal Yi Province.”
Another Chinese Ebay listing that reads, “Nanyang Midi Festival, found a portable charger. Found it outside a couple of days back. Asked the young people around town, and they say it’s a Xiaomi model. Still functions just fine. Dunno how much it’s worth so selling it for 50 RMB. Serves those brats right for dancing all night and not sleeping.”