It is the right time to remind all these gems that China maintains two currencies - one to trade externally and one for internal consumption. And there is zero transparency about how one transforms to another.
@muheediva01 The history behind white and blacks… oh you mean the 360,000 whites that died to free blacks from Democratic run slavery in The south. You sure you know that?
An Indian family was burning trees/branches directly from the forest at Pinery Provincial Park in Grand Bend, Ontario, which is illegal. They are too cheap to buy wood.
The Canadian man who had to go tell them to put out the fire also states that they were noisy the whole night before, despite being asked that the noise had to come down by 10 p.m. as per park rules.
TT: theniceguide
/1
@viraj_sheth@DrAditya2935 I am sorry but this is the core truth - and also all racist stuff is true as well
Trying to accept anything else as core truth of life is just cope
That’s right. I will fight for Indians until my dying breath.
No group is less worthy of hate. No group contributes so much while taking so little.
I with you until the end.
🇮🇳
USA. Summer. It is 95 degrees outside, and I am shivering inside a sandwich shop.
I have discovered how Americans forge strong souls.
Outside, the sun is trying to kill everyone. Inside this small restaurant, it is winter. My breath does not fog, but it is thinking about it. A man near me is eating a cold sandwich while wearing a jacket. In summer. Indoors.
In Japan we would simply turn it down. Americans do not turn it down. And now I understand them better than they understand themselves.
This cold is not an accident. This cold is a gift.
The owner has built, inside his shop, a second season. He invites you in from the brutal heat and hands you the one thing the sun has denied you all day: a reason to be cold. To endure it is to be tempered. You walk in soft and sweating. You walk out sharp and clear, a slightly stronger person than you were.
So I did not complain. I removed my outer layer and offered it to the woman at the next table, who was hugging herself. She said, "Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you." She was not fine. Her lips were blue. But she, too, understood the training. She would not break first. I respected her deeply.
The owner asked if everything was okay.
"It is perfect," I said, through my teeth, which were chattering. "Thank you for the winter."
He said, "...I can turn the AC down if you want?"
I told him no. A man does not ask the mountain to be shorter.
I stayed two hours. I ordered a hot coffee to survive. Then a second one, to hold. By the end I could no longer feel my hands, but my spirit had never been clearer.
So now, on the hottest days, I seek out the coldest rooms. I sit. I shiver. I sharpen.
And when I finally step back out into the summer heat, and it wraps around me like a warm bath, I feel it.
Reborn.
A man who has survived the winter, in August, indoors, for the price of a sandwich.
why would an intelligent person with an adult job continue chasing weird achievements like "getting papers accepted at academic conferences" well into their 50s or 60s? this is such a scam