The last part is here: 绝情
Tomorrow is an important day for me. I am going to the white chieftains to buy their wares. It is going to be a very hard bargain ahead. How easy and difficult I not yet know. But, I should be able to feel their strengths soon enough.
Playing in the white land is really tough if you just simply think about it. You don't know any one. They don't care about giving you jobs. They just want to make you do menial tasks that they themselves shunt. They don't hang out with you. They don't even invite you for coffee, let alone Halloween or Christmas party.
You might have bought them drinks. But, they will never buy back. You were all the time wondering what has gone wrong? Your own yellowskins tried like hell to con you. The shitskins are too many and smell bad even at -50degC.
If you try to engage them, whites or shitskins in the earnest, what you get is only pure disappointment. When you hit that pit-stop, you will simply give up and think about returning to your ex-home country, that fucken little island. When you do that, you are nowhere to survive in that fucken little island ever again. You are now ostracized even by your own fuckens. Sad, isn't it?
Welcome to reality, my friend. This is immigration at its best. To stay is shit, to leave and return to little hole is shit. Then how?
That's why all the gals who happily went ahead with the immigration will happily blog about how happy they were when they landed, but diappeared totally when shit hit their walls. This is the most cruel joke ever.
Sigh ...
Not many people plan ahead. That's why my partner-in-crime always called me a cunning bastard. I have planned way, way ahead of every one else.
There is no way you can survive without support in the white land. You must have a plan. You don't go into the white land and try to get employment and cheat jobs from the white's hands. No whites will employ the yellowskins if they were to be paid the same. If the yellowskins cost way less and do the nobody-want jobs, sure the yellowskin will be able to survive, but to what ends?
Even after working for a decade without any job promotion, what are you going to achieve except to burn your candle of life for free?
Your kids are also nobodies as they only are clever in mathematics in school. They knew nuts about making in-route to white strongholds. The whites will never accept any yellowskins to their inner circles. You are the kids' father, if you yourself can't do it, what makes you think, your young blur-like-fuck kiddos can make it without experience, money, foundation and help from you, the father?
The solution
Enough said about the problem. In fact, there are even more issues. But, sufficed to say that they are indeed serious and real problems to settle.
The way ahead must therefore to stop talking in white language. Stop learning their ways, haven't you learned enough already? You are no longer young and naive. You can't jump as far nor run as fast as younger lads. Listen to yellowskins' music, shows, songs, articles and works. Fill yourself with things that are familiar to you and you alone. You will feel loads better. With a strong inner sanctum, you will be able to smile.
Then, start exercising your strength. You came from another shit-hole into this new shit-hole. Both need shit to fill their holes. Do that! Fulfill their needs.
This is your strength. Most of the whites I met have not even travel further that 300 km from their own town. They are too poor to spend. They were so excited when I said I would treat them to a Christmas meal. They jumped up and immediately booked the restaurant in town for our meal. Of course, I am using money to buy affection. Let's not hope that they will treat me back in return. As far as I am concerned, I am only paying for the arm-candy for that Christmas meal. Even if I were to engage a social escort, it would also cost me money lah. So don't stingy-ch over such a small sum. Now these same people will guard my car when I leave for home. Keep my house in order. Check my mails. Don't you think I have gained even more? How often do you see a bunch of whites dinning happily with a single yellowskin, with the yellowskin laughing the loudest?
When you made it, you too will employ only the yellowskins as employees. They will sing yellowskin's songs, act on stage and cook your favourite yellowskin's meal.
You just have to dream big ... of course, must be correctly too ...
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