A  blogslave

Last night from TV I got a story.

A lady, who is in her thirties, has recently found quite a lot of photos of hers on line without her knowledge. Most of the photos are her life photos. She felt strange and angry about it. He decided to find out who took her photos and put them on line without her permission. After about two years’ investigation, she was still in a maze as to who did this. What is more, during her investigation some her latest photos still were found on line. She was infuriated. She decided to go to law to have her justice. However, the court requested her help to find out who did this.

She was more than ever anxious to know the truth. It was only by occasion did she find that there was a man behind the background of one of the photos. And instantly she realized that it was her husband.

What a grotesque and absurd story it is to her! In frenzy she went to her husband and asked him to go to divorce. And it was only for the sake of years of marriage that she proclaimed that she should relinquish her right to suit him.

Her husband rejected her proposal to divorce. He vowed that he loved her so dearly. On being enquired into the cause of the matter he confessed that he had encountered some setbacks and frustrations in his career, meanwhile his wife was very successful in her own. Being ashamed to tell her about what he had suffered. He took to blogwriting and he very soon found it a very good way to give vent to his pent-up feelings. A lot of his mental burdens were released in his blog. Sometimes he would touch upon his private life with his wife and he put several photos of his and his wife’s in his blog. They were quite popular. So many people went to his blog for a visit. He was exhilarated at being concerned about. Encouraged by that he took more photos of his wife without her knowledge and put them all in his blog. He was so successful that his blog became the number one on the website. Having got so great a success and encouragement that he had not found in reality, he was lost in blogwriting and the illusory success and finally became a blogslave. Sometimes he even took photos of his wife when she was interviewing a business partner. This had a very bad impact on her wife and she had therefore become a public figure that she knew nothing about it at all.

It was at last that she wife noticed this and set out to check it out. Without knowing what an influence he had exercised on her wife, he went on. It only dawned on him when his wife came to him to ask for a divorce.

The psychologist gave him psychoanalysis. He drew a conclusion that it is his wife’s duty to help him to cure himself of the indulgence in blogwriting. As they had been on good terms since they got married, the couple came to reconciliation and decided to have a start in life.

The story came to an end. What amazed me most is that even blogwriting would lure people into such a state. I am afraid of doing anything now. It has become a habit of mine to drop several words on pages every day. Will this one day become the wrong doing of mine one day?

Something about democracy

What is democracy? I don’t know. Who can tell me?

To me, democracy doesn’t mean that we can do everything we want to do. The national machine is there to take effective control over all those disorder and illegal riots to make sure that everything goes smoothly. Any attempts to split a country are not good. United, we are powerful; split, we would be disabled and bullied like we suffered in history in the world. That is the very reason I don’t like any disturbance that happened recently in Lhasa. We may take mild measures to achieve the ends without resorting to any violent acts such like burnings, killings and arson. If we say such riots have happened in want to democracy, have the five girls in heaven, who were still young and at their prime ages, got their democracy?

Democracy doesn’t mean we can say anything we want to say. We have a law to prohibit use from making any utterance that is illegal. However, I would like to point out that so long as what we say has not jeopardized the security and stability of our country, it is ok for us to express our views on everything. Crazy-English said that I am not a Chinese and he would be sick of me if I am. And soon after he changed his views and said sorry after he read some of my other articles and comments left to Monica. I told him that whether he liked me or not mattered little if not nothing to me. I only want to show my views.

To say the truth, I like democracy more than a lot of other people. I want to have my voice heard. And I want to better my present situations. Being so hard pressed, I have no enough time even to take care of my kid. There is no one to care for us. What is the worst; we have no courage to quit since in China, it is so difficult to get a job.

What is more, I would like to know what the truth is for a lot of things. However we have no other means to employ to achieve this aim.

No one hates to live in a world of democracy. A country with democracy is like a paradise.