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I have a theory that life will make a lot more sense if you go crazy. Suddenly, everything is clear and falls into places. When you’re crazy, reasons don’t work, logic is irrelevant, questions dissapear. I wonder if there is way I can go insane for a moment, may be just five minutes. Maybe I am already losing my mind, there is no way to tell. I prefer now, I don’t like a few minutes ago, nor a few minutes from now. Some people look forward to the future (well, everyone actually, I am being conservative). Me? I don’t. At least now. I’d rather be here in the now and relax, not thinking about anything, may be get a few things done. Do a little writing, re-read my diary, iron some clothes, get beaten by a 15 year olds Korean at Go, throw empty beer cans at pigeon. You know, those little things. Isn’t it nice, just to linger in the now, works, deadlines, obligations suspended in frozen future, not being ignored – just not getting any closer.
Of course, eventually I need to get back the normal flow of time. Few hours? A week? Two weeks? Ten years top.
Last night, I dreamed I was chased by a giant cockroach.
Friends, how are you?
-k
The last few days were one those good market days when my power of prediction proves to be profitably correct. I sold a chunk of Euro near ’s high, and magically find myself reversing my position near the bottom. The whole process was very memorable. One of the great things about trading is that you can always get better. No matter how good you are, you know how many time you messed up. It is different from most other careers. Most people in other fields can find ways to hide their mistakes or excuses for failure. In trading, you are forced to face the music, to confront your mistakes because at the end of the day, you know exactly whether you did well or not, how much money you win or lose. The number never lies. Trading teaches you to be humble.
When I have children, the first lesson I want to teach them is about money. Of course, you also need to teach them about sex, but that’s very easy. All you need to do is to sit them down, and say the following words “child, sex is very very important. Go ask your mother”.
I don’t think you will ever be able to find a better way.
When I were growing up, we didn’t have much. I am not seeking pity here, I had a wonderful parents and a memorable childhood (i.e I learn from early age that the most awesome experiences are the illegal ones and the most interesting people aren’t ones that only color inside the line). But that is a good thing, because I was taught that I wanted something, I had to work for it. And I did. Fast-forward to this days, in an effort to make life perfect for their children, parents, instead of teaching them they have to work for nice things, are simply giving them everything. That isn’t cool. One way to teach children about money is to help them developing an entrepreneurial spirit by showing them the working of the economy as well as certain fundamental economic principles. One example is fast food business. I am not suggesting that you encourage your children to open a McDonald, that’s way way too much work. However, I am suggesting you explain to your children if they buy coffee from some other kid’s fast food restaurant, and the coffee is so hot that it burns them then he would be in a position to sue the other kid’s parent for a huge sum of money. That is “fundamental economic principles”.
Of course, you should also teach your children to save money, and put it in a safe place, where you can get it when you are short on coin for some beers.
A few weeks ago, I introduce an article about a Russian guy who die of viagra overdose during a 24 hours orgy bet. Today, there is another Rusia’s headlines about a hairdresser knocked a would-be robber to a floor, tied him up and rape him for three days in the utility room of her barber shop. Not sure whether this is a true story, but I already have a whole new level of respect for Russian women.(http://www.mosnews.com/society/2009/04/14/1013/)
…The robber, who has not been named, burst into the salon armed with shotgun at about 17.00 on March 14. He demanded money. There were two hairdressers and one client in the salon at the time. One of hairdressers, who was studying judo and taekwondo, disabled the robber with a smashing body blow. Then she carried the unlucky robber to the basement and bound him with a hairdryer cord.
The hairdresser told her scared colleague and the client that she would call the police. But she did not. After work, instead of calling the police, she made her hostage undress. The perverted hairdresser forced the hostage to take several Viagra tablets. She chained the unfortunate robber with pink furry wristbands and painfully raped him for the next three days.
After his release, the exhausted robber filed charges against the perverted woman. The frenulum of his penis was torn as a consequence of rape session.
“That’s ridiculous. We had sex just a couple times. I brought him brand new jeans. I fed him every day and gave him one thousand rubles ($25) before his release,” the hairdresser said.
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if that doesn’t get you, imagine this. You got into a shop with a gun and point it at a hot blond. She instead knocked you over with her karate moves and throwed you into a locked room, after put you in pink handcuffs. She proceeded to feed you viagra and screw you constantly for three days. Afterward, she gives you some cash, clothes and let you go. If that doesn’t turn you on, well go see a doctor.
Seriously, I’m trying to think of a reason I’d be horrified or emotionally damaged if an attractive woman forcibly had sex with me, buy me a new jeans, give me money…and I can’t think of any unless I was married (seriously, I am that nice).
I have not had enough sleep. I’m tired. Hopefully this has nothing to do with my immune system weakened due to my exposure to an ill friend. Damn it, dear friend.
-k
These picures are among many here. It is a collection of images of working children in Bangladesh. This is not the first time I come across pictures of this theme and I don't normallt feel this way (i.e strong enough to put it on my blog). I prefer this to be a happy, fun place but the top picture really got to me. Life is cruel if you are unlucky enough in the human lottery of birth. And long live ... capitalism !
On another hand, UNICEF might want to send a few containers full of condoms to Bangladesh.
-k
I am not sad to say that I did not join the “responsible citizens” of the world during the Earth Hour. It should not come as a surprise to long time [hehe] readers here, as a prick, self-made opponents of global warming delusion, I don’t feel any obligation to reduce my carbon emission at all. In fact, I tend to leave an as big as possible carbon footprint on Earth. One reason, I’m a shareholder of the energy sector, I encourage excessive consumption of electricity. I have five lamps in my room, all turned on when I’m home. If I want, I can fill every inches in my room with broad daylight, even in the darkest night of the year. Since I hate the heat and cold, my A.C is set at 50 all summer (i.e constant running), and 70 all winter (i.e constant running). My computers are one all the time. My habit is to leave the light on even when I leave the room for the a week. I made up my mind many years ago that recycling is unethical and bad for the economy. Why would I recycle papers and aluminum cans, put poor miners and children in Africa out of work, and hurting aluminum trade. For me, being responsible in this chaos time is to stimulate the economy, and buying electronic gadgets and consuming energy are among my efforts to help us through this tough time.
The bottom line, is if your electric bills is no more than a couple hundreds, you are destroying the global economy, and un-patriotic.
Angelia Jolie wants to adopt an Indian kid, one of those Slumdog kid. Look like the Oscars is becoming a shopping malls for children from all over the globe.
ANGELINA JOLIE told a young star of Slumdog Millionaire that she hopes to adopt an Indian child, it was revealed yesterday. (link)
Brad Pitt is probably thinking he has married a kangaroo, because everyday of his life, he sees her walking around with a kid tucked somewhere. 
I realize today is April Fools. To me, it is just another symptom of humanity’s need to run from the horror of this ruthless world in which what we see and how we feel are all there is in this empty void, haunted by souless cosmic and once day will bury us alive. The world is a horrible place, it is not meant for personal enjoyment but personal suffering. Life is unfair, and self is worthless. You can argue otherwise, that life has meaning. Fine..just not yours 
. Watch the news, read a few newspaper, talk to beggars, wars, hunger, AIDS, child labor, crappy weather, taxes, homeworks, Mondays, Valentine, clinging women, women, etc. 
.Take all into account, everyday is a bad day because you have to deal with at least a few aforementioned. But don’t get me wrong, of course, you can make your life more tolerable (expensive coffee, more champagne, Russian hookers, etc…) but you won’t be happy anyway. Your life, after all, is just a search for bits of happiness and enjoyment that occasionally appear and then disappear. I’m just kidding 
. Got you? Happy April Fools.
Friends, are you doing well in life?
-k
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