plastic forceps, dressing tray, sterile field, non woven sponges… these things have been repeatedly consumed for the past six months on my dad, during the two hospitalizations and as well as the many community health nurses’ at-home follow-up services. owing to his old age, my dad did not have his gallbladder removed since he had this acute inflammation and fever in early November 2019. If he were 15 years or more younger, the surgeons would have removed that gallstone generating organ without second though, as i deduced simply by eavesdropping his ward neighbour. fortunately for him, that organ is apparently back to functioning after prolonged external tube draining, wound-dressing, etc. just one and a half week short of 6 months. if there is any advice for those of you have a weakness for unhealthy, greasy, low-fiber, dehydrated daily diet, my blunt and my-own-dad-tormented advice is DROP YOUR BAD HABITS WHILE YOU ARE STILL YOUNG(ER) AND SANE. it not only hurts your eventual caretakers, in this case mostly my mom, and part-time-wise, me, additionally it will make taking any remedial actions almost impossible, as in my father’s case who has alzheimers and his stubborn, deranged perceptions of his own well being or the lack of therein really has been painful and brings anguish to everyone involved. he gets a break now until his bad habits get the better of him in a few years time.
Charlie and the chocolate factory. A fantastic children’s book by a fantasic storyteller whose original text version I finally have a chance to read cover to cover (thanks in part to the pandemic), after seeing the two major studios film adaptations. The 1971 film with gene wilder I had seen from time to time on reruns every few years on TV. I didn’t dig deep about the moral lessons going on through the story but had found it nevertheless interesting with flamboyant costumes and songs. How could a kid NOT like chocolates?
Only in my adulthood did I learn that Roald Dahl had written many popular children’s books and the 2nd film adaptation with the wacky and dark interpretation of Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka resuscitated my curiosity of the oeuvre.
In the older days before politial correctness and extreme poverty-prosperity dichotomy, the five main characters are vividly sketched. The greedy boy who eats too much chocolate all the time, the competitive gum-chewing girl, the have-it-all spoiled lit’l princess, the obsessed TV watcher and the humble protagonist fit interestingly well into non-western cultures’ DOs and DONTs handbooks for kids pretty well. Think 弟子規。 It was a pleasure to read the original lines and compared Depp’s big screen version of Willy Wonka – eccentric, bitchy, and maybe even queerness (in modern day academia gobbledygook). The Oompa-Loompas numbers’ rhyming, merciless lyrics are so hilarious that unless you are the presumed dentist father of Willy Wonka, you are bound to love Charlie and the chocolate factory, adults or kids alike.
a seemingly unrelated song on citizen engagement and environmental pollution, but the snapshot of everyone in masks caught my attention and brought us back to the current covid-19 crisis. are our footprints too big that the present and further problems are unavoidable?
el amor en los tiempos del cólera
conspiracy ( theories) en los tiempos de la corona
the war of words between china and usa involves pointing fingers at the origin of the covid-19 virus.
netizens pointed to the world military games 2019 which was held in wuhan, plus possibly a simulation exercise/conference involving big-shot business and public health leaders, cosponsored by johns hopkins university’s center for health security in october 2019. anyways, george gao, chief of chinese cdc and many high profile americans participated in the panel as seen in the video summary. i guess superpowers need to check their egos when it comes to reaching real global collaborations. trust it seems, is always easier said than done.
event 201 pandemic exercise
no es “
El amor en los tiempos del cólera”
pero “la biblioteca en los tiempos de la corona”
las bibliotecas seran cerradas
desde de abierto solamente por 2 semanas!
- necesito un bileto!
- computadoras no son disponibles!
- no tocar! jajaja
€5.99 worth of not cheese but words. it took me between a pre-bedtime lecture and a train ride tallying up just under two hours in total to finish. i personally don’t have an affinity for management or self-help psychology reads. what drew me to the work is the famed one minute manager series prominently displayed inside the book by the same author. if u must also make a thin connection, how about cheese in the year of the rat?
indeed the storyline featured two mice, and two other characters who represent different attitude and psyche in their search for work, love, money, religion or whatever meaning in life.
it is not a long nor deep read and the morale is really simple – be ready and willing to embrace change. if one doesn’t harbour any grudge against the current state of affairs worldwide as a result of the economic systems, it would make a good case for people who need a push out of their comfort zone for smoething more grand!
the one-page summary
dumbfounded? because of the sound or spelling or “port-manteau” or other imageries evoked? here r some words that i saw circulating in an online language forum. whether or u can recall or not the dark sour bread, hope u ain’t disturbed by the not quite rubbish brouhaha but be bewildered somehow or even embrace some of this superfluous prank when ur ideas are suffering a drought.
sometime in september 2019 during my extended trip, a friend suggested me to visit a monastery to seek higher meaning of life. little did he know, nor i haven’t yet shown him the collection of videos i took.
one of the destinations was a beach called la barra. sitting on the edge of a national park, the nearest city is buenaventura, a 40min speedboat ride away. without portable water nor internet/wifi, i think i slowed myself down, if it were just for a mere 72 hours.
ps. the beach is actually much brighter and safer than it appeared in the video, if it had gotten your heart pounding a bit faster and harder.
neither typhoon signal number ten nor the prolific social movement of 2019 can barely touch upon the religiously capitalistic machinery of hong kong. then came covid-19, who made a steady and rapid ascent with the year of the rat, and like stepping on brakes did it achieve in sabotaging the capitalistic rat race with just a few dozens of cases and counting, in february 2020. whether it is tcm clinic, restaurant, bank or pharmacy, their branches in this shopping arcade which serves also as a ferry terminal to mainland china and macao decided to temporarily close the doors until perhaps the community outbreak of the virus retreats, if their leases last that long. what perplexed me was the lie a few of the notices posted “renovation” as the pretext, what were the management thinking? it wasn’t the company’s fault, but external, uncontrollable circumstances that require cost-cutting measures. if there is anything, it makes me think thrice about the integrity of these corporations for if they need a pretext foe something they didn’t do, imagine when they really make an error or put their customers in harms way, they probably would find tons of excuses to rid themselves of responsibility! so consumers beware, separating the good crops from the rotten few in the time of covid-19.
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