“Trump won. #Pelosi is crying. On the 6th of November, Vice President Harris admitted defeat. While waiting for Harris to give her concession speech, Pelosi looked upset, like she was holding back tears.”
Comments say, “She’s crying about all the money she wasted, not about losing the election.”
“Kennedy’s old consort.”
“Shouldn’t Hillary come out and cry too?”
“You guys are all memeing, but for our school’s sports festival 400m run, the rule really was that whoever solved the question first got to start running first. Seriously, I am done with this school.”
Comments say, “I’d still be squatting there long after the sun’s went down.”
“Just scribble something and start running. Doesn’t matter if it’s right or not, you wrote something down and that’s all that matters.”
“Genius: Stand up and your vision goes dark. Student athlete: Stand up and the sky’s gone dark.”
“Announce the score after you’re done running and if you got the question wrong, then your time is disqualified <3”
“Stop trying to ship niche sports with maths.”
“Just get a romance novel protagonist—they’re all first in their grade and first place in sports.”
“Teacher, could I have some blankets? I don’t think I’m going back to the dorm tonight.”
“That’s great news! If you can’t solve the problem, you don’t have to run!”
“They’ve escalated. Now they’re torturing both your body and mind.”
“This solution might take the rest of my life. (sob)” [A meme about a famous line from Ming Dynasty 1566.]
“I’d just lie down and take a nap.”
“Genius: Hahahahaha, turns out, I can rule the sports festival too!”
“Everyone else is heading to lunch and I’m still at the starting line XD”
“Now the Head Teacher doesn’t know whether to send his best student or his best athlete.”
“I didn’t stand up because I got the answer. I stood up because I’m tired of squatting.”
“School leadership: Get me an exam-based 4x100 relay race too.”
“Please, somebody, tell me if the thing with Diddy and Leonardo is real or not. Leonardo DiCaprio is my childhood God! T_T”
Comments say, “I hear Justin Bieber was involved too.”
“Is this about Epstein?”
“I hear Leonardo got in as a gigolo.”
“This is what uni students consider luxury goods.
Home-cooked food from grandma, a taste of home. The freshes beef and crab [the wording here is 螃蟹霜, which is not a term I’ve ever encountered before. If I had to guess, it’s maybe crab semen? Crab paste? I’m not sure. In fact, the picture just shows normal crabs, so this might be a typo?]. And all kinds of fruit my mom bought. She got 10 bunches of grapes.
Comments say, “Just got the package my mom mailed over from Dongbei (minus the rice). She had washed everything clean, even the sauce is home made, and it’s filled with chunky meat. I’m so happy.”
“Every time I get packages from home, I’m so happy. My mom hand-peeled these shrimp for me. Mommy’s Girls are the happiest people.”
“Me too! I’m so glad I get a package of love from my mom every month.”
“Last year, for labour day [1st of May], I went with my best friend to climb Mount Tai. I had a self-heating hotpot in my bag the whole way, just so I could have a meal on the peak while watching the sunrise.
But maybe because of the air pressure? At the top of Mount Tai, the self-heating hotpot couldn’t get hot enough at all. All the chunks of fat on top had congealed. I still got a lot of envious stares from the girls around m, though. After all, who doesn’t want some self-heating hotpot when it’s -10C out?
My best friend and I forced down that hotpot feeling all proud, when a guy next to us confidently pulled out a gas stove and started cooking lamb…”
A video of a set of twins enjoying the sun. The girl is soft and sweet, while the boy is…also a baby.
A compilation of people working in public [随地大小班, an expression that’s a pun off of “public urination”]:
“I always used to think those people working on their laptops on the train were just being pretentious, until I was forced to dig out my laptop the last time I was on a business trip…”
“When I was little, I used to be envious of people like this, like they were really fancy or something. Now that I’m in the same shoes, I just want to explode.”
“I don’t think anyone can top me. Just got out of surgery, anaesthesia hadn’t even worn out yet, and I got shaken awake to process transfers.”
“What, nobody can handle these accounts except for you? The company is going to go under if you’re not there?”
“I ran away because China is way too involuted. Now I work from home in Australia and go to the office once a week. Yesterday, my boss chatted with me during afternoon tea, and said he didn’t care when or where I work, so long as I respond during work hours. The worst part is that my coworker told me that one of the older workers there went to America and worked from there for three years, and the boss only found out recently when he accidentally let it slip. That’s the moment I knew I would be retiring in this company.”
“Bro, did you forget about me? Are you guys still hiring?”
“Wow, you work so hard, you must make at least 4K a month, right?”
“Ouch.”
“Reminds me of the time I had to work on my laptop while praying to my ancestors and taking care of their graves.”
”You should burn your great-grandma a laptop so you can video chat.”
“When I saw these people on the train, I thought they must be super awesome elites in their industry or something. Until I became someone like this, and I found out that what they call us is livestock.”
“I used to see a lot of people working on their laptops in cafes, and thought they were such showoffs. Now that I’m in society, I’m working all the time. I’m even responding to messages while pooping. Even while I was on the car to pick up my bride on my wedding day, I had my laptop out and was working on a powerpoint.”
“Is it really worth burning your life out like this for 1800 a month?”
“What a calm but crazed feeling. My mental health reaches a peak on Friday.”
#Epstein Island. “A little PSA here, “Epstein Island” [萝莉岛, in Chinese, it’s called “Loli Island”] is an awful sexual scandal that came out of America. The main points are as follows:
Background information: In 1998, American billionaire Jeffrey Epstein purchased a private island in the US Virgin Islands named “Little St. James” for 7.95 million USD. This island was later named Loli Island. The island was fully equipped with mansions, a library, a theatre, a cinema, bathrooms, swimming pools, gyms, helicopter landing pads, etc.
Criminal Acts: Trafficking underage girls: Epstein and his girlfriend, Ghislaine Maxwell, used the cover of hiring masseuses, models, and workers to con, extort, and intimidate large amount of underage girls to go to the island, where they were forced to endure sexual abuse by Epstein and his prestigious guests. The supposed “massages” was just a euphemism for sex, and the island was “ran like a brothel.”
Exposure and aftermath: Epstein was investigated and arrested multiple times. In 2005, victims accused Epstein of rape and sexual abuse. After some investigation by police, Epstein and the prosecutor reached a “deal” where he merely served 13 months and got special privileges. In 2019, Epstein was arrested again and mysteriously died in prison while awaiting his hearing. (The official story is suicide, but there are a lot of questions in the case still and a lot of people believe he was assassinated.)
List of Guests: After Epstein’s death, as investigation into the case continued, a “Epstein List” several hundred names long was exposed, including former American President Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew from Britain, and other business, entertainment, and political elites. This has become the biggest scandal in American upper society, causing outrage and accusations from the public.
This case revealed the moral corruption and criminal behaviour of some of America’s elites, and exposed the severe problems in American society. But just because certain people’s names appeared in the court documents, doesn’t meant that this person actually went to Loli Island and engaged with Epstein’s sex trade.”
Comments say, “It’s not just America. This happens all around the world. It’s just that it got exposed in America.”
“I think even Hawking went to the island.”
“It’s so messed up.”
Question: Why are so many kids depressed these days?
Answer: “I honestly think that any kid who isn’t depressed after going through our education system must be a badass.
At 2-years-old, some families start signing up for primary school prep tutoring, reading picture books, learning Chinese, learning English, learning music.
A 3-years-old, kindergarten starts, some parents are already involuting with general education—studies, sports, socialisation, can’t miss anything.
At 6-years-old, you’re in primary school. Good schools need both parents and kids to pass interviews. You gotta have family background, Chinese, math, arts, sports, travel experience, etc. The questions go beyond the curriculum for 7th grade back in my day.
At 8-years-old, you reach 3rd grade, and without any preparation at all, you have to start absorbing an ocean of English vocabulary and grammar. It’s as hard as our 8th grade.
At 10-years-old, 4th to 5th grade, you’re in the final dash for all your subjects. You have to keep up with your extracurriculars. Chinese, English, Math Olympics, can’t miss anything. Gotta get your piano levels, your English levels, get your reading time done, so you can get into a good middle school.
At 12 years old, 7th grade, you’re under even more pressure. School starts at 7AM, and it’s study, study, study until you get off in the afternoon. And tutoring classes continue into the evening, until you get home at 9-10PM and do a couple more online lessons or practice some piano.
At 15 years old, 9th grade, pressure reaches a peak. Tutoring reaches a peak. You have to ensure you get into a halfway decent high school, or you’ll be forced into the divided stream. [The government policy that only 50% of middle schoolers get to go onto high school. Unlike the Gaokao, you can only take the high school entrance exam once. If you fail, there is no second chance.]
At 15-years-old, you’re in high school, and the pressure just keeps mounting. You’re still starting your studies at 7AM, and it goes on all day until you rest at 10-11PM. There is no time at all for any basic amounts of play and relaxation that you need as a living creature.
Every week, from Monday to Friday, you’re studying as hard as you can at school, and on the weekends, you’re studying as hard as you can outside of school, from 3-years-old to 18-years-old.
Your grades for every single quiz and exam is painstakingly logged and sent to your parents, so they can adjust your study plans in response. Every single minute you spend outside of class is carefully calculated so that it’s used with maximum efficiency. Your entertainment time is accurate to the hour.
The only goal for you is studying, and overcoming other people in your exams, becoming a “useful person”.
The corridors in your school are covered in steel netting to prevent students from jumping. During period break, you have to stay in your seat and not run or yell, in case someone gets hurt. More and more smart devices watch you during lesson time, and issue a warning every time your eyes start to wonder.
From 3-years-old to 18-years-old, every second of every day, you are not a human being. You have to keep studying and improving to get any kind of praise, to receive any kind of acknowledgement from your family and society. Or else you’re a loser.
But are you really happy after 18-years-old?
You’ll find that you’ve wasted the first half of your life, burned away the decade where you grew the fastest and was the most curious about the world, and even if you got a great grade and got into a great school, it doesn’t matter. There’s always someone better than you. Even if you got a decent job, you don’t get any happiness out of it. You look at the busy, empty-eyed white collar workers milling around the streets, and you’ve seen your own not-so-distant future.
Kids these days are getting access to phones earlier and earlier too, and they’re already learning how society operates. They don’t believe studies can actually change their life, but there’s nothing they can do except study. They desire love, but love is a luxury. They want to do more stuff, but it seems like everything is pointless.
They’re always asking themselves, “Who am I? What am I doing? What is the purpose to any of this? Where is my future?”
They’re looking for answers in their suffering, or becoming numb, or becoming depressed, or becoming a part of the rules and making themselves into a proper product.
Like, it’s painful just thinking about it.”
Comments say, “Just reading this is making me depressed.”
“If nothing’s changed for decades, it’s because nobody wants things to change.”
“Goddammit, my son in first grade comes home with a pile of homework every day. Are schools fucking insane these days?”