The last part is here: Exploration - Town Planning
I just visited Malacca Jonker Walk. Inside there, there were many Peranakan houses. The houses were very long. Usually each house has at least 2 air wells. Two houses were linked back to back with a toilet separating them. I truly wondered how they can clear their shit during shit clearance. My estimate is that they are about 130 ft long and 25 ft wide. Their staircases are unique and rather decorative. At the top of the stairs, it was normally sealed by closing a hatch. In a few occasions, these houses are combined into 50 ft wide or even 100 ft wide.
I have a theory.
Each lot in the white land is usually 50 ft x 140 ft. It usually has a single dwelling house, built-up is usually 1,600 sf (one or two storey). Some have 2 lots side-by-side, i.e., 100 ft x 140 ft. So I guess the fucken definition of 15,000 sf as a good class bungalow is referring to these double lots.
When these single lots are divided into 2 x 25 ft x 140 ft. This becomes rather tiny. So they built them into linked houses. Peranakan houses fell into this class of dwelling.
It is extremely uncomfortable if the dwelling house is made up of 2 storeys. So it should be considered that a proper dwelling house must not have stairs.
When the double lots expand further into 200 ft x 140 ft. It is about slightly more than 1/2 acre in land size. I would consider this house as ordinary. A properly sized single-storey dwelling house can then be built.
I, on the other hand, am interesting in building - 四合院. I would like to emulate the great court of Trinity College, Cambridge.
The Great Court Run
Great Court, with (from left to right) the dining hall, Master's Lodge, fountain, clock tower, chapel and Great Gate
The Great Court Run is an attempt to run round the 400-yard perimeter of Great Court (approximately 367 m), in the 43 seconds of the clock striking twelve. Students traditionally attempt to complete the circuit on the day of the Matriculation Dinner. It is a rather difficult challenge: one needs to be a fine sprinter to achieve it, but it is by no means necessary to be of Olympic standard, despite assertions made in the press.
It is widely believed that Sebastian Coe successfully completed the run when he beat Steve Cram in a charity race in October 1988. Sebastian Coe's time on 29 October 1988 was reported by Norris McWhirter to have been 45.52 seconds, but it was actually 46.0 seconds (confirmed by the video tape), while Cram's was 46.3 seconds. The clock on that day took 44.4 seconds (i.e. a "long" time, probably two days after the last winding) and the video film confirms that Coe was some 12 metres short of his finish line when the fateful final stroke occurred. The television commentators were more than a little disingenuous in suggesting that the dying sounds of the bell could be included in the striking time, thereby allowing Coe's run to be claimed as successful.
One reason Olympic runners Cram and Coe found the challenge so tough is that they started at the middle of one side of the Court, thereby having to negotiate four right-angle turns. In the days when students started at the corner, only three turns were needed.
Until the mid-1990s, the run was traditionally attempted by first-year students, at midnight following their Matriculation Dinner. Following a number of accidents to drunk undergraduates running on slippery cobbles, the college now organises a more formal Great Court Run, at 12 noon on the day of Matriculation Dinner: the challenge is only open to freshers, many of whom compete in fancy dress.
The lawn is about 2 acres in size. Very manageable.
A nice 四合院 has always been my dream.
Showing posts with label tradition. Show all posts
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Friday, 30 May 2014
Friday, 29 November 2013
p.Porcupines
I will be going too to East Malaysia to buy my pet twin porcupines. May this pair of porcupines bless my friend who had been so nice to me. I will look at the land in East Malaysia. So sexy ...
LOL ... I just found a very nice cypress tree for my blood relation. He would be most happy. The young tree will be planted this coming spring. May this tree bless our family.
Today is a good day. The grand chieftain did not meet me as scheduled but sent his deputy to see me. The deputy announced that I am promoted to be the third junior member in the ring of power immediately. My job entails serving exclusively the needs of the royal family. Sigh ... it was my old job some fucking decades ago. These people simply don't believe I do have other real skills, apart from cock-sucking.
Ohhh ... Well ... Life is ironic that after so many years, I am still just a cock-sucker at my personal best.
Next week, I will be meeting the grand mayor chieftain. With my new rank, I hope he is happy to let me have my land for free. My main eye is still on the free hot spring. Let's hope he has weakness that I could use.
If I ever have command over this spring, I will use this spring for the benefit of those who have helped me in the past. Mdm Lu, please bless me too. With this spring, there would be millions who will be saved. This spring will give life to those who needs to live, give health to those who are ill, give peace to those who have been troubled.
My mind is now at peace. There are still 3 more fasting days in the temple. May my body be cleansed of evil thoughts before I meet my grand sire.
LOL ... I just found a very nice cypress tree for my blood relation. He would be most happy. The young tree will be planted this coming spring. May this tree bless our family.
Today is a good day. The grand chieftain did not meet me as scheduled but sent his deputy to see me. The deputy announced that I am promoted to be the third junior member in the ring of power immediately. My job entails serving exclusively the needs of the royal family. Sigh ... it was my old job some fucking decades ago. These people simply don't believe I do have other real skills, apart from cock-sucking.
Ohhh ... Well ... Life is ironic that after so many years, I am still just a cock-sucker at my personal best.
Next week, I will be meeting the grand mayor chieftain. With my new rank, I hope he is happy to let me have my land for free. My main eye is still on the free hot spring. Let's hope he has weakness that I could use.
If I ever have command over this spring, I will use this spring for the benefit of those who have helped me in the past. Mdm Lu, please bless me too. With this spring, there would be millions who will be saved. This spring will give life to those who needs to live, give health to those who are ill, give peace to those who have been troubled.
My mind is now at peace. There are still 3 more fasting days in the temple. May my body be cleansed of evil thoughts before I meet my grand sire.
Saturday, 16 November 2013
b.Strategy - Strangeness in White Land
The last part is here: Strategy - How to survive in White Land
I have heard guys around me complaining non-stopped about how strange white land is.
Always remember traditions were built over thousands of years. The white land is tens of thousands of miles from our ex-home town. When one travels from one place to another, things are different. Language are different. Habits are different. People are different. Do not at any one time impose our knowledge and habits on them. We will fail.
But, if we try to assimilate into their culture and customs. We would be at least 10 thousand years' too late. So please don't bother. Instead be humble, acknowledge their leaderships. Don't fight them. But, deep down don't ever assimilate. There is no use.
When you get home. Play your own music. Play your own songs. Watch your own movies. Eat your own food. Speak your own language. Build a very, very strong core. Cry if you must. But, don't despair.
There are many strangeness in the white land. First and foremost, they don't work. They depend only on government's subsistence payments. Second, they are very proud about their way of life. They don't like to change. They rent and live in paper houses and proudly claimed that they are rich. Amazing. Many locals can't even afford to travel, not even across provinces.
They use stupid things like water tank heaters for their hot water supply, without thinking that these heaters are very expensive to maintain. With the yellowskins squeezing their house sizes. They will feel the pain within one generation.
Other things that are strange are they like to gamble at their toto shops, fruit machines. I saw thousands of dollars changed hands at the casinos. I saw their distress. They smoked weed all the time. They humped all sorts of gals. I saw their loss of will. Every day, they will look towards getting money from the government. They will stop work the moment they feel that the government is going to pay them free money. They talked non-stopped about weather and how their cats do somersaults. They dealt with non-ambition. Only immigrants have ambitions. Only immigrants will quarrel non-stopped. When the guys are in need of power, they will fight in their pubs.
Very strange, indeed.
When I speak to them about ambition, they will look strangely at me and express strangeness, as if their world don't need ambition.
More strange is that they are excited about holding down 2 part-time jobs and yet never bother about holding down a good full-time job. They will sleep till the sun-set.
They will play hide-and-seek in the cinemas after the show times till wee mornings and use their cinema screens to play xbox. To them, this is already their top-of-the-range entertainment. No doubt about it to a certain extent. But, these people owned no houses, no cars, no papers, no assets, no cash, but, maximum pride.
Sigh ... strange white land ... Let's enjoy the building power of the yellowskins.
I have heard guys around me complaining non-stopped about how strange white land is.
Always remember traditions were built over thousands of years. The white land is tens of thousands of miles from our ex-home town. When one travels from one place to another, things are different. Language are different. Habits are different. People are different. Do not at any one time impose our knowledge and habits on them. We will fail.
But, if we try to assimilate into their culture and customs. We would be at least 10 thousand years' too late. So please don't bother. Instead be humble, acknowledge their leaderships. Don't fight them. But, deep down don't ever assimilate. There is no use.
When you get home. Play your own music. Play your own songs. Watch your own movies. Eat your own food. Speak your own language. Build a very, very strong core. Cry if you must. But, don't despair.
There are many strangeness in the white land. First and foremost, they don't work. They depend only on government's subsistence payments. Second, they are very proud about their way of life. They don't like to change. They rent and live in paper houses and proudly claimed that they are rich. Amazing. Many locals can't even afford to travel, not even across provinces.
They use stupid things like water tank heaters for their hot water supply, without thinking that these heaters are very expensive to maintain. With the yellowskins squeezing their house sizes. They will feel the pain within one generation.
Other things that are strange are they like to gamble at their toto shops, fruit machines. I saw thousands of dollars changed hands at the casinos. I saw their distress. They smoked weed all the time. They humped all sorts of gals. I saw their loss of will. Every day, they will look towards getting money from the government. They will stop work the moment they feel that the government is going to pay them free money. They talked non-stopped about weather and how their cats do somersaults. They dealt with non-ambition. Only immigrants have ambitions. Only immigrants will quarrel non-stopped. When the guys are in need of power, they will fight in their pubs.
Very strange, indeed.
When I speak to them about ambition, they will look strangely at me and express strangeness, as if their world don't need ambition.
More strange is that they are excited about holding down 2 part-time jobs and yet never bother about holding down a good full-time job. They will sleep till the sun-set.
They will play hide-and-seek in the cinemas after the show times till wee mornings and use their cinema screens to play xbox. To them, this is already their top-of-the-range entertainment. No doubt about it to a certain extent. But, these people owned no houses, no cars, no papers, no assets, no cash, but, maximum pride.
Sigh ... strange white land ... Let's enjoy the building power of the yellowskins.
Monday, 2 September 2013
p.The reason for tradition
The last part is here: 早知今日事, 悔不慎当初。
Whenever my mother prayed to the ancestors, I always laughed at her silliness. These so-called ancestors were already dead for years and of no further use to our current generation. Sigh ... I was so deadly wrong.
Now as I get older and live in white land, I realized that I have all but lost my roots. I have no memories of my past. Whenever I looked at old photos, I realized there were so many things I was not aware of. Where did I come from? Why did I land in that fucken little island? Should I return to where I came from? Why am I a loser yellow?
Now is the time for mid-autumn festivity. I have but no one around me to share my joy and sadness. I don't feel sad but just a little melancholic. I have chosen to travel this path alone and I alone only can resolve its pain and joy.
Now for the slightest of things, I would wrap an angbao to wish good luck to those who wish me well. I would pray to the wind and rain for blessing my land. I thank my body for doing so many amazing things (yoga). I value each tradition and cultural festivity.
When I finally break free, I will seek my roots back in china and thank those relations that made my gene pool possible. I pray for their good health and karma.
When I left, my mother gave me an angbao. I didn't realize its value. Now whenever I looked at it, I would tear non-stop. So much well-wishing and sacrifice for a son to go forth to a foreign land in search of greener pasture. What more can a person wish for? Isn't this blessing more than enough?
My tradition is for me to remind myself of who I still am. My tradition is the beacon for me to find myself in this sea of people. Even a simple angbao meant so much to me. I beg you too to remember the very root that brought you here.
徐志摩家的月餅
悄悄的我收了,正如你悄悄的送,
我揮一揮衣袖,來年你還送不送!
瓊瑤家的月餅
我有一塊月餅,不知與誰能共?
多少秘密在其中,送餅之人能懂。
餅外情深義重,餅內目的重重。
迎來送往懼無蹤,徒留一簾幽夢!
十五夜望月
王建(唐)
中庭地白树栖鸦,
冷露无声湿桂花。
今夜月明人尽望,
不知秋思落谁家?
Whenever my mother prayed to the ancestors, I always laughed at her silliness. These so-called ancestors were already dead for years and of no further use to our current generation. Sigh ... I was so deadly wrong.
Now as I get older and live in white land, I realized that I have all but lost my roots. I have no memories of my past. Whenever I looked at old photos, I realized there were so many things I was not aware of. Where did I come from? Why did I land in that fucken little island? Should I return to where I came from? Why am I a loser yellow?
Now is the time for mid-autumn festivity. I have but no one around me to share my joy and sadness. I don't feel sad but just a little melancholic. I have chosen to travel this path alone and I alone only can resolve its pain and joy.
Now for the slightest of things, I would wrap an angbao to wish good luck to those who wish me well. I would pray to the wind and rain for blessing my land. I thank my body for doing so many amazing things (yoga). I value each tradition and cultural festivity.
When I finally break free, I will seek my roots back in china and thank those relations that made my gene pool possible. I pray for their good health and karma.
When I left, my mother gave me an angbao. I didn't realize its value. Now whenever I looked at it, I would tear non-stop. So much well-wishing and sacrifice for a son to go forth to a foreign land in search of greener pasture. What more can a person wish for? Isn't this blessing more than enough?
My tradition is for me to remind myself of who I still am. My tradition is the beacon for me to find myself in this sea of people. Even a simple angbao meant so much to me. I beg you too to remember the very root that brought you here.
徐志摩家的月餅
悄悄的我收了,正如你悄悄的送,
我揮一揮衣袖,來年你還送不送!
瓊瑤家的月餅
我有一塊月餅,不知與誰能共?
多少秘密在其中,送餅之人能懂。
餅外情深義重,餅內目的重重。
迎來送往懼無蹤,徒留一簾幽夢!
十五夜望月
王建(唐)
中庭地白树栖鸦,
冷露无声湿桂花。
今夜月明人尽望,
不知秋思落谁家?
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
b.Land - Vintage
The last part is here: Land - Waterfall
Over one's lifetime, there will be opportunity for you to own or inherit very old buildings. In my case, I do have buildings that are more than 100 years old. Although you may not like the shape or the government-of-the-day have yet to gazette it, you may be wise if you consider carefully before tearing it down for reconstruction. You might lose the support of your local community.
I used to work for a boss who has a 16-apartment block constructed in 1910s. The whole building is almost collapsing, since he doesn't have much dole to repair it. It was considered a danger working at the building. In fact, he should seriously work on improving his infrastructure before it is too late. Anyway, just a story about a troubled old building. This building has been a historical site for many tourists. My boss should have considered making some money out of these wondering tourist snoopers.
What I am highlighting is:
Old buildings are important communal landmarks for the local folks. They grew up looking at that building day-in-day-out. If you can still preserve the look-and-feel, you will definitely be accepted as one of them. This way, any evil schemes that you might have, would be easily over-looked.
To modernise the use of these old buildings, try to build around it. Never try to demolish them. You would have lost big good-will. This is local branding at its best. Repairing them may burn a big hole in the pocket, but destroying them may cost you your life. Do exercise caution!
Over one's lifetime, there will be opportunity for you to own or inherit very old buildings. In my case, I do have buildings that are more than 100 years old. Although you may not like the shape or the government-of-the-day have yet to gazette it, you may be wise if you consider carefully before tearing it down for reconstruction. You might lose the support of your local community.
I used to work for a boss who has a 16-apartment block constructed in 1910s. The whole building is almost collapsing, since he doesn't have much dole to repair it. It was considered a danger working at the building. In fact, he should seriously work on improving his infrastructure before it is too late. Anyway, just a story about a troubled old building. This building has been a historical site for many tourists. My boss should have considered making some money out of these wondering tourist snoopers.
What I am highlighting is:
Old buildings are important communal landmarks for the local folks. They grew up looking at that building day-in-day-out. If you can still preserve the look-and-feel, you will definitely be accepted as one of them. This way, any evil schemes that you might have, would be easily over-looked.
To modernise the use of these old buildings, try to build around it. Never try to demolish them. You would have lost big good-will. This is local branding at its best. Repairing them may burn a big hole in the pocket, but destroying them may cost you your life. Do exercise caution!
Saturday, 20 April 2013
p.UBAH - The Change
Went to Sarawak there and back.
Bought this tee and wore it through the streets and customs. Then, read the news that a guy was caught wearing such a tee while driving a car registered for that little island. He was released only after he was established as a not-that-little-island-dweller. If he were to be that-little-island-dweller, he would be jailed for interfering with domestic politics of another land. Membership with that-little-island is indeed a curse.
Luckily, I was not caught.
I will now wear this tee during sleep and in white land.
A guy from another land once told me that he will always be voting for the opposition. I questioned him why?
He said power always corrupts. After a few years in power, one would be tempted to corrupt to his very core. It is therefore good to UBAH (change) all the time so as to minimise pain to the ordinary folks. He and his family were wise beyond their years.
Change is indeed the only permanent ingredient to success in business.
My partner and I have instituted change permanently in our product life-cycle. Every time we reproduce a new order of the same product range. We always incorporate some improvements and changes into the products. Interestingly, our customers love the new products so much that, they overhaul their entire wardrobe to accommodate our newly "improved" products.
Effectively, our products have taken on the new mode of sale - subscription. So instead of trying out other competitive products, our customers look eagerly forward to our new revamped products for their fixes.
The incorporated change is minimal, but it works fine with our customers. Our customers are willing to "invest" in our latest range even though they are not too much different from our older range. They use our products for trade. We have finally become willing partners to the trade. Our products have integrated with our customers in one seamless weapon-of-choice.
Our sales has again improved further this year. With additional play budget, we now will invest more towards magazine advertising and other feel-good-gadgets.
Some wrong samples in time:
iPhone 5 (USA) has no more improvements after Steve Job has moved on. Apple stopped to become the largest company on earth.
Nokia (Finland) has fallen from the top dog position after failing to play less golf and have more product improvement meetings.
Sony (Japan) is becoming more and more dull with no more new product launches.
Some good samples in time:
Samsung (SKorea) is very strong now with new product launches every other month. but, they have to be careful, their newer product lines such as camera-on-the-go are getting off-the-beaten-track.
Asus (Taiwan) has beaten Msi (Taiwan) in the notebook business. They are becoming interestingly strong. Very sexy.
Bought this tee and wore it through the streets and customs. Then, read the news that a guy was caught wearing such a tee while driving a car registered for that little island. He was released only after he was established as a not-that-little-island-dweller. If he were to be that-little-island-dweller, he would be jailed for interfering with domestic politics of another land. Membership with that-little-island is indeed a curse.
Luckily, I was not caught.
I will now wear this tee during sleep and in white land.
A guy from another land once told me that he will always be voting for the opposition. I questioned him why?
He said power always corrupts. After a few years in power, one would be tempted to corrupt to his very core. It is therefore good to UBAH (change) all the time so as to minimise pain to the ordinary folks. He and his family were wise beyond their years.
Change is indeed the only permanent ingredient to success in business.
My partner and I have instituted change permanently in our product life-cycle. Every time we reproduce a new order of the same product range. We always incorporate some improvements and changes into the products. Interestingly, our customers love the new products so much that, they overhaul their entire wardrobe to accommodate our newly "improved" products.
Effectively, our products have taken on the new mode of sale - subscription. So instead of trying out other competitive products, our customers look eagerly forward to our new revamped products for their fixes.
The incorporated change is minimal, but it works fine with our customers. Our customers are willing to "invest" in our latest range even though they are not too much different from our older range. They use our products for trade. We have finally become willing partners to the trade. Our products have integrated with our customers in one seamless weapon-of-choice.
Our sales has again improved further this year. With additional play budget, we now will invest more towards magazine advertising and other feel-good-gadgets.
Some wrong samples in time:
iPhone 5 (USA) has no more improvements after Steve Job has moved on. Apple stopped to become the largest company on earth.
Nokia (Finland) has fallen from the top dog position after failing to play less golf and have more product improvement meetings.
Sony (Japan) is becoming more and more dull with no more new product launches.
Some good samples in time:
Samsung (SKorea) is very strong now with new product launches every other month. but, they have to be careful, their newer product lines such as camera-on-the-go are getting off-the-beaten-track.
Asus (Taiwan) has beaten Msi (Taiwan) in the notebook business. They are becoming interestingly strong. Very sexy.
Monday, 18 February 2013
p.Family density
Based on Dr Calhoun’s experiment, it is safe to say that high population density will promote deviant social behaviour and if not well managed, may lead to extinction of specie.
This essay talks about family survival. I cannot remember for the world when the idea of one-man-one-wife was started. In that little island it was started sometime in 1965 when that little island took independence. The law was drafted by none other than the wife of the then controller.
This is an important mind-fuck. It caused the man to be no longer able to challenge the controller of the day. Every man will find the woman such a rare and limited commodity that he has to protect that one and only asset. This leads to deadly fights in pubs and watering holes. A simple stare may cost one’s life. The idea behind this is to make the guys so busy bickering among themselves that they no longer have time to challenge the rule of the controller. A very nice ploy, indeed. Meanwhile, the controller fucks his brain’s-out on every scrumptious gal.
By having only one-man-one-wife and the wife taking 50% of the assets if there is a fall-out, it will cause big problem for the guy. The guy simply can’t move.
If one will to observe carefully, the stronger alpha males are likely to sire more kids from multiple females. This is important for the survival of the human species. That is why gals expect the guy to be experienced and great-in-bed even before she sexes him. Why? She wants to have a good time, if possible great time. How can a guy give a gal a great time? Well, it must be earned through multiple experiences. That being said, it must therefore imply that the gal doesn’t mind a guy with multiple female partners provided he delivers his part of the bargain.
In the west, how do they solve this problem? The smarter and richer guys actually take out pre-nuptial agreements on the gal. In the event of a fall-put, the guy is made not too worse off.
I have a personal friend; he has reached a wise old age of 70 years old by now. I knew him eons ago when he was much younger. Over the course of 25 years to 70 years, he had 4 marriages with 3 divorces. I noticed he regularly divorced his current wife after siring 2 kids. And each time he remarried, he would take on a 25-year-old sweet young thing. He has a total of 8 kids. He is a very strong alpha male. In his hey days, he controlled the second largest food chain in his country and still owned a huge house in the heart of the largest city, with a very large swimming pool which he has great difficulty in opening out after the winter and of course many houses for rental income. In a way, he has circumvented his country’s rule of one-man-one-wife by having loads of pre-nuptial agreements and yet at the same time sired enough kids to continue his gene pool. Because he is still very rich, every Christmas gathering is in excess of 30-40 guests. He has a Russian origin.
This is only possible if one is given the space to do so.
On that little island, this is totally not possible. With every decreasing space, there is simply no chance to play the procreation game.
Family Planning
In the west, a new development has come about, I can’t remember when. There is now a possibility of common-law partnership without the angst. The kids sired from it enjoy the same privileges as any other ordinary kids. Many western couples have adopted this idea quite well. In Germany and Sweden alone, almost all are common-law partners.
Hence, based on Dr Calhoun’s experiment, a despot male can handle up to about 12 members of a group (females with babies) and lived a normal life. Therefore, an alpha male with his entire lifespan should have at least 3-8 female full partners, siring at least 1 kid per liaison.
If the guy is poor, then a liaison with 2 female partners is totally possible, siring at least 1 kid per coupling. This is important for genetic diversity.
If the guy is rich, then a liaison of at least 3-5 females is considered normal.
That being said, will the gal be slighted at this multiple partnership? Not at all, notice the number of gals that sexed the chief narcotic officer and chief transport officer. Wouldn’t these gals have self-dignity? Of cos, they simply wanted to sire the best gene pool for their next generation. It is a woman instinct and shall remain so for the survival of the human species.
Family Space
For the above to happen, there must be a family space plan. For each member of the family or new member, there must be a land size of 1 acre reserved for their use.
For example, the guy was to get a gal, give her 1 acre of land to play. When a kid is born, give the kid an acre too. When more kids are born (try to limit them to 2-3 per coupling), give them each an acre to play. Build each a cute house. That way, there will be no quarrel. No gal will fight over the guy’s power.
Teach each of them to fish, so that in the event of enforced poverty, he/she can still survive.
Wouldn’t each gal come to know of each other’s existence? There is no use hiding. Better be truthful from the onset. If you are not strong, don’t play this game. Marry and then divorce. You do have enough time. If you are deemed strong enough, then it doesn’t matter whether there is prior knowledge or not. It simply doesn’t matter in the case of a strong alpha male. Remembering always - honesty is your only true weapon of choice.
Try it! You will be surprised over the reaction from all parties.
When the time comes for one’s passing on, leave the main heirloom to the strongest kid, it doesn’t matter male or female, he/she has to be the strongest to manage the remaining empire.
Why 1 acre?
Although this was derived rather arbitrarily, I did use some measure. On a 1-acre land, one can easily build a 50-apartment low-rise block, with plenty of green left, on which the incumbent can collect rental income for the rest of his/her life. This will provide a baseline survival package for him/her to contemplate his/her next move. Even if he/she didn’t bother about the next move, this property could be passed on to his/her next-of-kin, with no stress. With suitable estate tax planning (it costs about 3-5 years of rental income), the property can be owned forever. As 1-acre is a good sized lot in/near the city, the possibility of multiple type of use is possible. Hence, the suggestion of 1-acre. Anything smaller, waste of time. Anything bigger, can’t afford.
Extreme anger
More often than not, some guys face extreme display of anger from the woman folks. This is simply because the gal doesn't feel justified in the guy's adventurism. In short, the guy is not rich enough to play this game. In that case, the guy has to do it sequentially; even for my Russian friend, he has to play that sequential process too. Some of his wives were directors of large listed companies and professor of a very good university. It was their superior gene pools that interest my friend.
Extreme anger stamped from the fact that the guy was not able to cater for each and every one of the woman folk. There is a resource allotment and compromise issue. This is an unhappy state of affair for the existing woman folks, hence, the ruckus. Learn to play within one's ability. Then, you will be fine.
For the rare alpha male, it is always fun to see the woman folks fighting for the attention of the alpha male. This is indeed a rare honour. One that defines one's view of a perfect world.
A woman's perspective
Suffice to say that a woman would rather share an alpha male than to own that beta male and labour over his inadequacy.
Emotional scathing of the youngs
Boys are normally not too emotionally attached to the problems from improper bonding of the parents. Hence, supervision need not be too stringent. For gals, this issue is heavier. Extremely close supervision is recommended. But, not too close. They might end up as Annabel Chongs; still, balanced heavier treatment is recommended.
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holocaust/calhoun,
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