Chinese blogger Uncle Damo shows a how-to qualify to be a BBC journalist:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRu_aE5Qz5o&ab_channel=YChen
Chinese blogger Uncle Damo shows a how-to qualify to be a BBC journalist:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRu_aE5Qz5o&ab_channel=YChen
A mix of unemployment through an entire year (2013), already having similar personal standards, and my aunt marrying a Russian (ironically, he's now far-right) who said he missed the USSR and how life was there. Also, one of my former bosses gave me a copy of The Communist Manifesto and I liked it. Then I read the first The Capital volume. I suppose it was a gradual proccess and somewhat instinctive in my case - I basically figured out Communism is, logically, the best possible system for people like me.
There's also the NI Tank of the USSR during WWII - a tractor with naval metal sheets sandwiching sand, concrete and wood with either a heavy machinegun disguised as cannon or a 20mm gun in the turret. There's the homemade tanks in Middle-East conflicts and, of course, the ever present Techicals.
2013, spent the entire year unemployed. While it's a stereotype that's not always true about my country, in my city I do live near a jungle (and a mangrove). So I hunted and fished to eat, but somedays, I literally had to dig through the trash of the local paramedics. You see, the city gives them free meals, but the doctors throw it out because it isn't to their liking.
I also have a coconut tree and a banana tree on my property, which also helped me get relief.
And what actually pissed me off the most, was that five minutes walk from here, near the mangrove, I knew people in an even worse situation than me. In this city, there's many more.
I already leaned left before, but could be considered more like a typical Western-style "socialist" than anything. but that pushed me over the edge. I figured that if countries like PRC, DPRK and Cuba gave guaranteed food and housing to their peoples (my house is pretty much a shanty and it rains inside in places when it rains - and I can't afford to repair it), in exchange for some supposed "freedom of expression," well, my "freedom of expression" didn't put a plate of food on my table or give me decent housing or a job. I saw no point in being able to say "oh, this government sucks" while there was mine and so much more misery all around.
So, I decided to read more into said nations and, eventually, Marxism. A former boss had given me a Communist Manifesto book that I never had read, so I began with it. And that's that.
Bear in mind, my country was ran by the PT at the time, even though it was during the beginning of the orchestrated uprisings against president Dilma Rousseff, it was still more stable than it is now. I believe if I had to go through the same experience now, I'd be royally fucked.
(Edit: Typo)
I'm starting to think that it's a Christian thing to do jack shit of what they claim their faiths follow. Because that technically falls both into worshipping and - if you want to stretch it - Blood Magic. Isn't the Blood of the Lord (well, wine) the only sacred one?
"Please, Russians, don't wish Communism back. We'd lose our privileges." is the energy that type of article gives me.
It never ceases to amaze me how most Westernized folk are completely unable to go without comparing things to fiction. I suppose it's the consequence of both propaganda masquerading as entertainment plus a society that is so unattractive to most of its people that they rely on escapism when not slaving away for some bourgeouis' sake.
Wow. Chinese spies are suddenly interested in mukbangs, eating challenges, people talking about their days, and cat videos. What kind of nefarious plans are the evil CCP brewing? Stay tuned.