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Q&A STRIPTEASE
The best way to halt human antics is to denude oneself. Here goes a list of questions and answers.
The public asked: «Why suddenly open up and be blunt about everything?»
I responded: «Because I prefer denuding myself than be hammered and stripped down by the public. You will be surprised how unfiltered I become.»
The public asked: «Did you name your website after a knockout?»
I responded: «No! I was not thinking about the meaning jaw. I had my jaw dislocated when I was young but it has nothing to do with the naming of my website. I currently reside in a bilingual jurisdiction. It is easier to name companies with initials. The first two letters represent my name and I added W for website to make the sound more fluid.»
The public asked: «Why do you snub the Nordic Prize?»
I responded: «I do not snub the Nordic Prize. It is designed for academia and promotes academic integrity to safeguard IP for human advancement. I am not an academic.
Besides, smart people in academia should perceive my unconventional pathway as an asset rather than a threat. Anybody in pure & applied science perceives a trophy in
economy science as a demotion. Just do not ask why, it's just how it is.
It would be nice to see economic applications improve domains other than financial mathematics such as defense, energy, healthcare, housing, unemployment, social sciences, etc…
That being said, I think a man who left a big chunk of his hard-earned sweat & wealth to
acknowledge discoveries from the globe was whether ahead of his time or harmed by society or suffered a heartbreak. I think something utterly deceiving happened to
the man.»
The public asked: «On a romantic level, is it true that you favor men without kids against men with kids?»
I responded: «True! Call it favoritism or discrimination. I suppose I have defects too as a human being. It is easier to deal with men at the same stage as I am.
I am trying to save my second heart, womb, from destruction so I decided to care for my body and carefully choose a man.
Nobody can genuinely understand what it means unless you have been through it emotionally, mentally and physically.
That being said, nobody caught my eye as a match from men looping around in other countries. For reasons I have previously explained, I prefer settling into
familyhood in another country.»
The public asked: «Will you ever tie the knot?»
I responded: «If I marry and mother children with a man, I would select a broken man like me who understands where I come from. This vision eliminates a big chunk of d*cks with wandering eyes. My buddy prefers that I select a pyroman!»
The public asked: «Why don't you relocate to a new nutshell for your mental well-being?»
I responded: «Because I cannot leave my property unsupervised for a long period. I am not interested in having someone look over the property. For my mental well-being, I prefer to sell the property and close the chapter.»
The public asked: «How about hooking up with a younger man?»
I responded: «In my 20s and 30s, it was a definite No! I would look at younger men like brothers and it seemed wrong to steal somebody's youth and exploit their vulnerability.
I never looked at younger mates with sexual excitement like men do towards younger women. When I was recouping from surgery at a milestone age,
a buddy proposed the idea of a younger mate to procreate kids. A handful of men are designed to age well with an older woman for a lifetime.
My buddy has daughters and is also a grandfather. He believes a younger man who is mature and successful can blossom with an older woman if carefully
selected to mother his kids. My buddy also believes that I was bruised by men in my age bracket and older men. He said that I attract a lot of fake
indulging in cherry-picking while I fight for my life. Afterall, being followed around since my late twenties by men enjoying the thrill of looking at
a woman crushed by life like a soap opera eventually becomes a real-life burden. My buddy says that I also attract lots of women (in all age brackets
and social classes) who attempt to shovel their partners on my backyard and strive to find a wonderwoman as a new mother for their kids. My life also
became a living hell with women fighting me for men my age and older not acknowledging that these men have made me miserable.
I also had trouble with men who venge women who get checked out by rich or successful or powerful men.
My buddy proposed to max the lower-age bracket to 10 years. It now became a viable option at this stage in my life to hook with a younger mate.
He said to find men with unconventional pathways (athletes, musicians, medical residents, entrepreneurs, etc…) who live on the road.»
The public asked: «Are you game to forecast the "EV Race: Pollution?" for China?»
I responded: «Yes! I am not scared to be challenged by massively dense countries such as China. In fact, I would feel honored. For courtesy and consideration purposes, I would not step on toes of research teams located in a country I do not reside in. I have immense respect towards China. I applaud their bravery in a consistent dialogue for the recognition of two equal distinct populations in Palestine and Israel. I will not shy away from saying out loud that China became a major player in new roadmaps.»
The public asked: «Do you think there is room for freelance researchers?»
I responded: «Yes, if you have the shoulders to face many "formal" entities who are mandated to conduct research and get paid exclusively to network as well as pen research papers. The main advantage of freelance researchers is that they need not "bend" results to fit the curriculum or appeal to other research teams. A pro bono and bona fide freelancer eliminates the weight of securing funding and social acceptance. I do not think freelance research is viable in the long-run because you eventually need a team, an income as well as a network. I am not striving to become a freelance researcher. That being said, if you have a really good idea and a vision that catalyzes the future then brace yourself and speak up.»
The public asked: «Do you live in a state that is rich?»
I responded: «Not quite! I know it gets confusing for a country rich in resources. Some natural resources are government owned. I'll be hammered for saying this
out loud but I did not write history for a country that has been around for several hundreds of years. I live in "lower Canada". I will ask you to do your homework
and read about "lower Canada" and "upper Canada". Nowadays, "lower Canada" is much better off than it was several hundreds of years ago. Obviously, now that I gained
international success, I notice that people from lower and upper Canada try to show some muscle and others indulge in a seduction game with international bigwig
families. For safety concerns, I cannot divulge more. There are genuine and fake people all over the globe including locally. A grave mistake people do from other
countries is to ask local families information about me. Authentic people help while fake people snoop around.
It is highly likely that I will answer you directly for showing bravery.»
The public asked: «You clearly like motorcycling, are you willing to advertise for a motorcycle company?»
I responded: «I am extremely cautious about advertising: Advertising yourself in the wrong way or for a brand not in line with your values is like shooting oneself
in the foot. I started working young and have real-world experience in various domains and some jobs were extremely hard-jobs that left me bruised.
On the positive side, it shaped my ability to scale down people for their true value. I am not the type who will quickly jump for a guy who got rich quick and
started a fancy line of motorcycling. I have been through many things including depressions at various stages in my life. I might see a red spot in people
that is invisible to 95% of people. Ain't it funny how life gives you eyes from behind when you have no one to turn to: Nobody picked me up when I was left to rotten like a
dog on the streets! Maybe, I developed a sixth-sense when I came back to life a second time.»
The public asked: «What do you respond to people in quant finance who blacklisted you when had your first meltdown at the prime of your youth?»
I responded: «I'm not your punching bag. If I solved real-world problems in quant finance then I might have rolled out the red carpet for you but
you're too egocentric, stupid and wicked to figure that out. A woman who moves around various domains and invested over 20 years of her life
learning anything and everything in university had her life endangered and never recouped. I suppose my spatial dimensions and authentic shape
of heart make my work better than yours. If you hate me that much then blame my success on my mental disorder and that basically eliminates my
candidature from every possible prize. Just swallow your pride and move on because you're wasting time reminiscing about how your life would have
been if you were in my shoes unless you're a masochist and envy when hell rises 7 floors above heaven.»
The public asked: «What do you think about advanced senior-age people who magnet the helm of a powerful position?»
I responded: «I like this question because I have lived an abnormal life (many degrees, recycled myself in various domains, faced health hardships at a young age,
moved around frequently to save myself from human antics and danger,etc..). I understand people who come out of retirement to stay mentally and physically fit via
a part-time position but this is not the question. I assume that people advanced in senior-age who magnet the helm of a powerful position are physically and mentally
apt to do so. There is nothing wrong with that, however, humans are physiologically and mentally not at their prime to occupy such positions at an advanced senior-age
stage. Maybe, life has been kind to them and a full-time position felt like a lifetime part-time position. In my personal opinion, it can also signal an opposite
message: There is no one on the globe good enough to fit in my shoes and make the world turn. It makes me wonder why an individual would fight the idiom "On one's
last legs"…Does the person have a mental disorder, is the person a control freak, is the person a puppet surrounded by an army of people who take decisions or would
it unravel skeletons in the closet.»
The public asked: «Give me 3 words to differentiate living in Montreal and New York City?»
I responded: «I'll be hammered for saying this out loud. My three words selection: Infestation, the cost of a nutshell and the quality of food(+water). One cannot compare
both cities and their water sources as well as purification systems. You get for what you
pay for in Montreal. I sometimes wonder if I should get back to biochemistry research and find a solution for rats & cockroaches to sell off to New York. Mayday, there
is a major problem in NY City! These 3 words sufficed to pump my adrenalin and keep me behind wheels for 24 hours non-stop.
Just like most cities (I include both cities cited), you will not receive help.
I would not recommend wandering around big cities without a purpose (i.e. without a job and health insurance). It is not like a vacation resort. Be extra cautious when you
travel alone and find a group or community to check on you.»
The public asked: «What do you think about AI?»
I responded: «It reminds me of the era when internet was introduced. Things have shifted to polar extremes: There was skepticism about the internet and there is
glamour about AI. I suppose the rational would be a tangent between polar extremes. AI can do good as much as it can do harm. It now resembles to a volcano erupting
but there are multiple replications of AI applications. I think it needs legislation.»
The public asked: «I was born when the internet was around, can you tell me how job search was when you first started working?»
I responded: «Glad you asked! When I started working, the fax was the mainstream medium to dispatch CVs. Jobs were posted on journals, with signs or
from mouth to ear. What I dislike about mass technology and mundialization is that there is a multiplication of postings, ghost postings, postings that
remain unfilled although there is unemployment all over the globe and overskilled labor looking for jobs. Back in the day, if you were willing to work
then an employer would take a risk. Nowadays, things have shifted and I noticed that everything is slo-mo compared to back in the day. I have been informed
that youth 18-25 born with internet are also experiencing difficulties in the labor market. Social media is not the solution for everybody.
Technology solved some problems but it cannot solve the world. In other words, it also created new problems. Just keep applying
and never shun down a job. I have also worked at minimum wage and in hard environments. You always learn something when you keep yourself busy in a productive way.
Don't worry and do not feel alone.»
The public asked: «You have worked in many male-dominated domains, is there something that a man already said that moved you?»
I responded: «Yes, men who still value being the breadwinner and giving their wives the option to become stay-at-home-moms even when they don't have the means to do so. I am still moved by men well raised with guiding principles who father kids with authentic women. I think stay-at-home-moms have a major impact in shaping society.»
The public asked: «Any recommendations about coding and what do you think about open-source coding education?»
I responded: «I will address your sub-questions separately. I am not an example to follow and I will explain why. I first started coding when the internet was
introduced to present a scientific report. My first language was html. As you already know, over the last 25 years, I moved around various domains and completed
projects in various programming languages. The problem that people do not tell you is that moving around various languages for different tasks neither opens doors
nor strengthens your coding skills. You eventually lose the basic conventions and workarounds on how to solve projects when you move from 1 language to another and
1 domain to another. Yes, I have done great things but it paradoxically then closed many doors. Coding is like practicing a human language. The more you execute a
human language (reading, writing and perfectioning your vocabulary), the better you become. It is highly unlikely that you will speak many languages the same day
with different people. So, you eventually lose it!
Technology became like a tree and you are more likely to climb the tree by selecting 1 branch than mastering the entire tree! In other words, select a domain that
fits you (IT, security, web development, quant researcher, quant developer, ML, mobile/apps, gaming,etc…) and where there a many job opportunities in your location
before learning a language. Boutiques and corporations obtain credits for helping the economy by creating jobs. So, do not think you will learn in one country and
find a job in another country. That's not how things work. Locations have unique technology niches. If you're young then find a team/network or people to support you.
It gets lonely when you code and debug. I noticed that people who land in technology jobs are mostly through referrals. If you are an adult with a family (local breed
or immigrants), I would think twice before investing a couple of years in university. There are many professional programs created by academic institutions (other
than universities) that can be a good alternative (for educated adults, adults who have not finished high-school, etc..) and that offer good placements locally.
Most importantly, make sure there are job opportunities before embarking in coding because it gets frustrating debugging codes that lead nowhere!
Open-source is great way to start coding. I will be honest. There are many projects that I completed that could not have been solved via open-source. So, there are
many boundaries to open-source material. It will not suffice to give you the edge compared to a pool of skilled candidates who have networked via conventional
educational platforms. Paradoxically, technology took over the world but I have noticed that people around me who have chosen conventional careers (education,
healthcare, finance, professional skills such as mechanics or construction…) have had better lives than me. So, select education according to what type of life
you want.»
The public asked: «Do you think people with mental disorders are privileged in terms of discovery?»
I responded: «Yes! On the one hand, their brain is not configurated like normal people. The chemical reactions are not the same. Their cognitive and sensorial skills
are sometimes more developed compared to normal people.
It is not an easy place to be when you see/feel things most people do not see/feel because it creates overstimulation or exhaustion.
It might explain why musicians and scientists with mental disorders accidentally discover something blind to
normal people. On the other hand, many people with mental disorders are often unstable or have lived an unstable life.
It partially explains why some people with mental disorders end up on the streets, in asylums or are declared mentally incapacitated.
Consequently, a minor fraction of people with mental disorders make a discovery. It might explain why I sometimes feel like my brain is like an erupting volcano that
does not let me live in peace.»
The public asked: «Do you think the wave of upcoming North-American elections will significantly change international politics in 2025?»
I responded: «No! Things on the front-line will significantly not change. Most countries will enter a protectionism stage. The global economy is not doing well
(global productivity per capita is mediocre, people live longer but get sick younger, climate change poses a major threat, fast-technology advances yet stagnating
or even decreasing labor opportunities, increased debt exposure with no significant increase in quality of life, etc…). We will witness a change of cards in
geopolitical stances which is normal because the world turns. Expect things to move in waves from 2025-2029.»
The public asked: «What do you think about Generation Z?»
I responded: «I think they are smart kids who grew up in a digital world and have different expectations from previous generations which is totally normal.
I do not think they want the past to dictate the future. If there is an electricity outage that prevents access to digital content and all libraries are burned,
Gen Z minds will reason the world their own way. They will go back to fundamentals just like foresters do.
If 1 continent deforests in daylight then it expects another continent to plant seeds at night & vice versa. It is called mutual respect and common-sense.
People eventually cope with the concept of community
sharing because the forest belongs to the common-man. I think the "Let it be" philosophy prevails on the "force it to be" mindset when you are at the prime of
your youth and have your life ahead of you.»
The public asked: «How do you apply the forestry concept to capitalism?»
I responded: «There are 7 continents on Planet Earth interconnected via human interaction and climate change. Different time zones facilitate global equilibrium
(i.e. 1 continent works daylight while another continent sleeps nighttime). We produce goods & services that need to be consumed. If 1 continent burns then we all
lose 1/7 of global wealth without counting the priceless consequences of climate change and blasphemy to humanity.
We get 1 step closer to destruction of humanity.
If you let other people burn in one continent then you will eventually be next in line. On a scientific point of view, we need an infinite pool of DNA to sustain
humanity against epidemics (i.e. if humanity loses 1 continent of DNA then it immensely reduces the remaining pool of DNA against genetic mutations and global
epidemics).»
The public asked: «Any out-of-box solution for the current Middle-East war?»
I responded: «I am not a Middle-East expert but I will respond to the question.
Both distinct populations are in a geographical zone that is dehydrating and not rich in natural resources. The "holy land" as per say wears its namesake and is
part of the ancient world. It has "no value" for future generations. It is highly unlikely that an "alien" country will attempt to colonize both populations
(i.e. that would have increased the likelihood of an army-resistance groups coalition). The remaining solutions that make other countries shaky are: 1) Spillover
effects to other Middle Eastern countries will trigger too much hostility for the globe. If 1 continent is burning then it is highly unlikely that the remaining 6
continents can absorb an inflow of migrants, 2) Nuking or famine on a couple of millions will also trigger a migrant crisis. Other continents are already dealing
with migrant crises so they cannot open borders to a couple million more refugees.
The only viable solution is a reform from inside these 2 "distinct populations" or regime collapses on both sides. In other words, when a significant ratio of
people on "both sides of the fence" no longer believe that the combatant route is a viable one.
Both "distinct populations" need not only freedom of speech without persecution but also freedom of movement on both lands to feel equally valued.»
The public asked: «I would like a bee size waist, would you recommend Ozempic?»
I responded: «I am not a health professional but I will answer your question. In my view, taking a prescribed drug outside its scope is shooting oneself in the foot.
Ozempic is designed to treat diabetes. Cheating your body by taking a drug that cuts your appetite will eventually create a homeostasis imbalance and might
lead to much bigger & more hazardous problems in the long-run. Think of your body as an engine on wheels: motor, suspension, transmission, brakes, wheels, car body and
other major components. If you cheat by correcting one component without proper diagnosis then you inadvertently create another breakdown in another major
component elsewhere. So, you have not genuinely improved your motor on wheels but have transferred or redistributed the problem differently.
The only way to reverse the aging mechanism is on a cellular level. This occurs in clinical trials and in presence of very stringent conditions (i.e. people who live
in atypical atmospheric conditions such as high up in the mountains or deep down in seas). Yet, I have never read a scientific article that can prove that a guinea
pig released from its clinical trial confinement to integrate real-life preserves its cellular reversal mechanism in the long-run. I do not believe that 1000 will ever
be the new 50!»
The public asked: «What do you think about housing on wheels?»
I responded: «Several hundreds of years ago, people used to relocate for survival purposes. I think many countries are facing affordable housing challenges. This problem
cannot be addressed overnight and often takes years to resolve. The debt burden plays a major factor in increasing stress levels which is neither healthy nor beneficial
for society in the long-run. I think people who are living on wheels are doing so due to a major problem in affordable housing. I see a double problem with housing on wheels
(vehicles depreciate and eventually become scrap and an infrastructure burden of transporting vehicles carrying built-in homes). Families and individuals need a physical
steady address to call home and flourish at many levels. I do not believe housing on wheels or mini-homes is a solution to affordable housing. I think countries need
construction engineering & architecture that can last a century.»
The public asked: «How do you shop for goods and services?»
I responded: «General rule of thumb: Avoid businesses that sell illusions. For example, compagnies and entities that promote goods & services all under one roof with
inappropriate promotional schemes and dubious market segmentations. If a company is selling an engine, a tampon, condoms, alcoholic beverages, satellites, offers psychological
counselling, mobile homes and hamburgers. No, I am neither talking about online shopping websites nor retail stores but companies that simply seem disconnected from
reality. Why? Because it is using 1 market as central bank to fund other goods & services. I prefer a multitude of companies & entities (with authentic knowledge of
the products & services they are offering) in various sectors that promote economic growth for a variety of workers designated to craft goods and services.»
The public asked: «Can spies licensed to kill be dangerous?»
I responded: «Absolutely! Like many other professions in position of authority, people become delusional and appropriate themselves rights they are not entitled to.
I even once had beef with "now" retired spies: One licensed to kill and another tech gadget (electric engineer who thinks his Mambo Italiano real-estate agent can
have rich men wear his wife & his plastic surgery barbie doll daughter if they show up in my property…The saga goes on from bad, ugly to malevolent!) married to a
federal executive. They both suffer from many things including delusions of grandeur. They wanted the money, fame and power of James Bond. Yet, James Bond is a
fictional character.
Stay far away from these mentally deranged people and their entourage: I remortgaged my property and was left in ruins while they tried to hide my existence!
The paradoxical nature of things: A lot of people with classified jobs and many scientific researchers die unknown with dimes in their pockets
yet have made a significant contribution to humanity. Time flies by quickly and I am relieved I left an employer who was no good to me 18 years ago. I still get
followed by past clients, colleagues, bosses, and people working for that particular employer. Some people do not have developed minds and I have a life to live so
I stopped paying attention.»
The public asked: «Will you ever write a novel?»
I responded: «The idea crossed my mind to write a novel but the success rate of novelists is very low. I also believe that very successful novelists have sleeping
or mental disorders but have a good marketing team. I could stay up nights to pen my thoughts but that does not pay bills. So, it must be the drive in me that pushes
me to do it for free. If I had a publisher to push me from behind and secure a "The Catcher in the Rye" paycheck then I might have given the idea a second thought.
For the time being, I am setting aside the idea.»
The public asked: «What is the best advice for a person going through a rough time?»
I responded: «Be true to yourself so that you don't fail yourself. We are designed to please ourselves, please others and often emulate rather than create a
unique persona. It takes time to introspect and get to know your inner self. By being authentic to oneself, you are less inclined to mimic others and more likely
to create our own journey. Others will likely fail you and you eventually feel lonely. By being true to myself, it pushed me not to fail myself. I often bounced
back from danger because I always felt that "I had unfinished business" hence could not fail myself. Life eventually retributes those who have done you wrong so it
is best to focus your mind and energy on not failing yourself.»
The public asked: «Do you think universities with large endowments are better positioned to safeguard IP?»
I responded: «No! Human antics don’t change whether it is a small or big university. You will face adversity and foul play regardless the size and ranking of the university.»
The public asked: «What are the hardest men to work with?»
I responded: «From all my careers and academic education, the hardest men to work with are those who blend sex with work and those who emulate. Men are men and women
are women. Sex induces chemical reactions in the brain and some hemispheres have a memory property that stores information from past experiences. Men who mix sex and
work often have expectations towards women and become disoriented or savage when women decline sexual advances. Men who emulate often attempt to push away the woman
they are trying to mimic to take her place. There is always a moron at work or in school who will make you trouble but it often goes too far when there is intrusion
of privacy and harassment.
The same principle applies to women. Hungry vaginas undo several hundred centuries of proto-feminist movements. There is a difference between sexual freedom and
incivility. I think incivility will become a major problem for the coming generations. Just like men, women who emulate pretend to be in someone else’s shoes often
take it a step too far by creating hardships to the woman being copied.
I had only 1 job that required a medical exam and an investigation of sexual partners from the past decade but it was not a normal job. This is not the case for
most (99%) jobs. The best men are men who see an added value in a woman outside conventional spheres (family, friends, work, school, love, extracurricular activities,
etc…) henceforth perceive a woman as a genuine sister soul to create synergy. Reciprocally, the same principle applies to women who work in male-dominated domains.»
The public asked: «Did you come from a business family?»
I responded: « No! My parents come from troubled families and relocated several times to various countries. I do not know my extended family on either side. I can
only affirm that my immediate family members and their partners are not business savvy. They all married a replica. When I was young, I was an ATM and maid for all
family members. It forced me to be financially savvy and plan for the future. I got fed up with their lies and understood how they reason the world when I died in 7
Seas. I look back at them and they all have regressed. They cannot partition $1 to 4 quarters.
A business plan based on eating another family member is de facto a bad business plan.
Extended family members on both sides should shut up. No, I do not think Americans and other nationalities reason the world the same way as Canadians and other mixed
nationalities. To extended family on my mother’s side, I do not think Rambo Wannabe is interested in my mother although she likes to put many things in her mouth.
The same concept applies to her gigolo hubby family. To extended family on my father’s side, I do not think rich men in Chicago and German men are neither interested
in senior-age rich aunt living in a castle nor my grown-up cousins who think becoming hungry vaginas can be amusing.
I think they all married quickly and never completed the adult self-sufficient growth phase. I barely recognize all family members now. Just like 95% of society, they are not designed to become larger than life. I have a saying:
Messy unsafe sex life combined to an unsavvy wallet will make you trip on the sidewalk.»
The public asked: « Do you consider yourself emotionally dysfunctional?»
I responded: «Absolutely! On the bright side, it forced me to become emotionally intelligent. The 3 main spheres that shape emotional equilibrium are: personal
(family, friends and sexual experience), social conditioning (school and work) and environment (your relationship with society and strangers). If you went through
trauma in 1 of those spheres then expect to be emotionally traumatized. I consider that I went through trauma in all 3 spheres that lasted a very long-time which
consequently made me emotionally dysfunctional. I do consider myself a responsible person which is why I prefer bonding with a man who can cope with my emotional
dysfunctionality.»
The public asked: «A pervasive trait in academia you have noticed in the past 25 years and that disturbs you?»
I responded: «Long before the era of technology and abundance of educational programs, there were only 3 professions: accounting, education and engineering.
In other words, education genuinely attracted people who devoted themselves to teaching. Times have changed and education increasingly attracts condors striving
to pick up dead student corpses to eat them! A minority of educational people are devoted to education. Technology cannot be blamed for it. I think there are many
factors: the quality of human beings, the abundance of programs, the emergence of new jobs (including technology) versus the disappearance of conventional jobs,
the laxism of fundamental human values in society and many other factors I have not mentioned. I noticed the degradation because 25 years ago nearly all academic
staff were honored to pen recommendations letters and genuinely felt accomplished when students secured jobs or moved on to new endeavors. They did not want students
vagabonding in the streets or selling blogs on the internet. Nowadays, only 1 finger out of 5 fingers (supposing that you have 5 intact fingers in a hand) genuinely
look after their students. I tend to thank the good ones by speaking well about them and tend to ignore the naughty ones.»
The public asked: «Do you regret passing the border in quest of another future?»
I responded: «My intentions are genuine. I am naturally a pensive person. If I spend 24 hours awake to traverse by car then I am meditating about life and the future.
This time, it gave me a breakthrough idea "EV Race : Pollution?". I admit that my hardships in many spheres (rejection from society, harassment, illness, no support,
losing money in human antics, being disfigured by women, sexual harassment from men, etc...) prompted a seed in my heart hoping that I marry elsewhere and never have
my children go through my ordeal. One cannot simply swap country and life. If you do not have multiple citizenships then you need at least a visa as well as a status
to be functional in another country. I knew a lot about humankind. I was aware that there will always be hardships regardless the country. When you have a big project
in mind, your brain will oversimplify the equation and make you think more optimistically about the output.
I admit that I portray an unordinary person with an abnormal life. It gives you a kick in the gut when another country does not recognize that you have 25 years of
academia in various domains under your belt and have occupied odd hard jobs. I am a child who immigrated to Canada. It feels like immigration again to another country
with its load of hardships. I knew I would face adversity but at least I was brave enough to finish the program. Yes, I knew some students could not understand my
background and had a good chuckle. I did not look them down because I am old enough to be their mother and understand that when you are in your early twenties then
you are stupid, immature and influenceable. I had some lecturers and professors who also had a good chuckle and some even backchecked my father who used to live in
America. Some found it stupid that a middle-aged woman who could not afford tuition in America showed up at forty-something years-old to sit next to twenty-year-olds.
Some even found it amusing to remind me that I am the child of a crazy man who used to spend his evenings at the casino or in strip clubs and was often jailed for
intoxicated driving.
My father and I are 2 polar extremes: He has done a lot of harm in his life and I have done a lot of good in my life. The Godfather of Pirates as my witness!
I didn’t really care about what people thought because I knew that bad intentions and prejudice eventually bite people back in unexpected ways.
For the nice students and academic staff, I thank them for having welcomed me. For the individuals who were a p**n in the a**, I hope we never meet again.
My mother was a nutcase who remarried another lunatic. She still uses my crazy father as a shadow to cover up her wrongdoing. She hides behind her second husband
to make the world believe she remarried an angel. It is a pact between the devil and his tail. The man barely knows me and I never had a connection with him but he
grips on me believing he can market himself on my back. She was a beast when I was a child and it was her 1st strike. I had signed a mortgage with her when I was 18.
She backstabbed me to bring in a gigolo home and they both robbed me. I forgave the 2nd strike because kids do not choose their seed and it becomes a reference even
when the seed tree offers no leaves. That same year, my biological father fought me in court attempting to have me pay him a pension because I had 2 jobs while he
was unemployed. I became very ill in my late twenties and had to deal with a rough path in my life including sexual harassment from rich men and an employer with
hungry vaginas. I recycled myself in a shark domain and my IP made a big chunk of money for others not myself. My mother became solicited by rich men including
silly ones who believe that I miraculously select winning numbers in financial markets. Afterwards, my mother lied about me to society and was hoping that I end
up like her and her husband. She wanted me to sell myself to rich men. She thought I would drop dead from illness so she became desperate to inherit everything.
Her husband was her accomplice. That was her 3rd strike. She started playing a game with my younger ill brother whom she had given to me like poor irresponsible
mothers do. My eldest brother used to exploit both my parents so he seemed like a combined replica.
He wanted me to become like our mother and sell myself to rich men so that he collects some money from behind.
At the lowest in my life hence in troubled seas, many people including my mother became desperate that I be finished by society.
When a mother does not want her daughter to mother kids then she never wanted her daughter in the first place.
The Mother of Seas decided otherwise and that flipped many people including strangers playing human antics. There is some truth in child tales such as Snow White.
My mother and I are polar extremes and the Mother of Seas as my witness! Desperate souls do not throw themselves in troubled waters unless they have exhausted
all emotional connections from 3 spheres (personal, social conditioning and environment). I became aloof to society and started saving up to build a new future
elsewhere. Caring for my younger ill brother had delayed my departure. He eventually became like other family members and desperate that he be left an inheritance
just like his older brother. He vanished like a thief fox when I resurrected from troubled waters.
Yes, it hurts saving and spending a big chunk of money but once again my intentions are genuine. Just like normal people, I do look back and wonder if I should have
found entrepreneurs in other countries or should have invested the money in studying something totally different like cinema. Then, I remind myself that I have
studied the brain and looking back at my life with regrets like a spectator sitting in the grandstand is not the right way to look ahead. So, I focus on making
tomorrow better instead.»
The public asked: «What do you say to Omelette Singer’s mother who went to defend you?»
I responded: «Thank you but no thank you! It never occurred to you that you might be the source of the problem. You did a lousy job raising your son especially
about sexuality. You used to order him women like takeout meals.
The man should downplay the rich Romanian card. I am the one struggling with commoners stipulating they are heading to work for them or attempting to sell their women to him. I have no respect for him and glad he disgraced himself with his own foolishness. He rather mirrors a rich American Yahudi.
He has female admirers from the 'liquor vodka spirits+man' familyname trying to catch him. Like many women, they started shopping around for men on my website. The paradoxical nature of things: The only woman who finds a 1000 defects for every man against the Pawn Shop Community who are head over
heels for any rich man snooping around. One converted Yahudi woman in Montreal is going bollocks for the man. Her private equity hubby is behind the saga. I’ll eventually relocate from the property…Inshallah!
The first wife is silly and still attempts to hush my consistent demands for the man to grow up. She wants to hustle her way back to his castle.
The ex-wife lied to her Yahudi real-estate agent hubby. There is something dark & sordid about her first marriage she keeps secret. She ain’t innocent. The Yahudi real-estate agent was better off importing himself a deaf-mute illiterate Yahudi girl with guiding principles.
The man hangs
around with girlfriends similar to the ex-wife. His daughters try to hush the matter by saying that their dad likes to party.
The dwarf second wife has wandering eyes for Rambo Wannabe who went to hide his zizi real quick inside his belly button! I guess the thrill from shagging a rich big boss does not automatically lead to the jackpot.
If it looks & smells like a XXX movie entitled 'The Dwarf & the Beast' then it ain't no Disney movie and the Beast does not metamorphose into a Prince Charming at the end of the movie.
The man still does not understand why he feels a void in his life and remains sexually unsatisfied.
The man grew up poor and was not taught quality against quantity.
He was also genetically conceived with bad eyesight. Boys who grow up in privileged upbringings with bad eyesight often invest in their eyes to keep up with expensive hobbies that require 20/20 vision.
He was not an elite athlete otherwise he would grow to become more sensitive to people physically worn down by knockouts.
He was never challenged by a relational pretty woman who was bruised by men yet he is sexually stimulated by such a woman. Women were always easy for him which explains why he is not cautious about his
waistline. He feels revived when women fight to sit on him.
Men who are genetically heavy or men with medical conditions think differently.
He portrays a physical man who wants to make sure his sexual needs will be satisfied before he
helps a damsel in distress. He claims to know me yet a 1000 men I have worked with in my various careers in the past decade know me better than he does.
Money doesn’t buy class.
He gave me the impression that he was playing on feminism to cheerlead a woman for a Nordic Prize. In reality, he depicts a backward step to humanity and
feminism but only women with sound morality and superior intellectual abilities could predict the outcome of his doggedness.
The apple didn't fall far from the tree: Like mother like daughter and here goes double trouble.
His brother does not have the balls to correct him when he does wrong: Same excuse every time reminiscing that his brother is worth tons of money.
The mother's influence on her son's philanthropic endeavors is also palpable: Kids get confused when they are
given the same backpack. Backpacks are not like school uniforms that force students to build their personality rather than work on their wardrobe.
It has been a decade and the man has not lifted 1 finger to help while I deal with silly women and men following me home because of his stupidity.
He reminds of men who grew up in brothel homes.
He seems overconfident that a century old Nordic Prize will honor his namesake for a finding a female brain who can outdo men. It never occurred to him
that a woman who invested 25 years studying various domains and recycling herself in various hard careers was rejected by society.
He reminds me of the 3 little pigs who are uncivilized and opportunistic like him.
There is a Dutch professor (who collaborated a long time ago with one of my quant professors) who wrote a good quant book but he does not remind me of male engineers
I have worked with in many domains who appreciate when women take risks. Anyhow, life goes on and let destiny take its course.
There are at least 1000 universities who can provide a million reasons why the Nordic Prize shall never go to a university endorsed by Omelette Singer.
He went to hide behind a sports team believing he will fructify his wealth. Yet, rich sport elites is a tricky domain and the rich schmuck might be skimmed for wrongdoing.
I am not trying to diss the man and rather suggesting a solution for a man who has lived with a fire inside him and has fornicated for over 50 years.
It shows maturity on my behalf for a man who became a nightmare to me for the past decade (He wasn’t the first and he won’t be the last).
The solution is the
following: He should start a polygamous cult to satisfy his needs because there are still women in this day and age who would give their consent and it would be
sexually safer for the man. He has specific sexual needs although he might not like having kids from various women my nose tells me that he will like having women
pregroomed to fulfill his needs.
To Omelette Singer’s mother, you should shave your curly perm to provide a toupee to cover your son between his legs. You will not receive accolade from a woman who became ill when she was
1/3 your age. You did wrong and your intervention to clean up his mess afterwards is useless. You need a real Yahudi woman with sea blue iris and good curls
to lecture you right from wrong. Merci Bonjour!»
The public asked: «I heard that you sometimes look like a whale about to explode, is it true?»
I responded: «Yes! I do not only sometimes look like a whale about to explode but also sometimes feel like it! I do not discuss my health problems in public.
Like everybody, I have good days and bad days. The bad days can be atrocious.»
The public asked: «Can I make a great discovery with an MBA program?»
I responded: «No! MBA programs are not designed to pen discoveries. MBA and other management programs provide foundations to run a business. They are great programs
because managing businesses and people is no easy pancake! A minority of dropouts and multigenerational business owners succeed in managing fruitful balanced empires.
Discoveries are often done through research teams in very specific domains. The odds are very slim to make a lucrative discovery and it often requires a lifetime
investment. Besides, you might not be the chosen one in the group to be the spokesperson.
Just like I said for the technology question, select a program that will ensure job placement. Some programs especially after the era of mundialization
and mass technology became oversaturated. The greatest defect of educational programs is to train people that lead to a dead end. I am wondering if educational
programs are responsible for depressed educated people waiting at the coffee shop!»
The public asked: «My daughter knows you are sensible to kids living in unprivileged zones. My daughter would like to hop in with you for the sling shot roller coaster, can you accompany her?»
I responded: «I think girls taking risks including sensation rushes is a great idea but not all kids are designed to experiment sensation rushes. Some kids like roller coasters and others don't. Let's say that my body is a little worn down. Your daughter might end up with a piss splash (because my bladder went through hell so I am trying to spare it from more pain) and I might end up with a pinched spine nerve. Thanks for the invitation and I hope you find her a companion.»
The public asked: «Do you think there will be a reversal in 2050 regarding decisions made in 2024?»
I responded: «Yes! It is extremely difficult to forecast the impact of decisions until 2050 but it is highly likely that some decisions made in 2024 were incorrect
or not optimal so it is likely that people taking decisions will need to correct the shot in 2050.
The best way to line up enemies is to read the future. So, keep your projections to yourself before you get hammered.»
The public asked: «Do you foresee flying vehicles as a means of mass transportation in the future?»
I responded: «No! We cannot ask humans to mimic birds and fly. I think transposing ideas from science fiction or comic books is not always a good idea. It is like
transposing all problems related to human needs and transportation to the second level. Without getting into the aerodynamics of things, transporting things up in
the air or via waters is entirely different from moving objects on the roads or via rails. There is already a saturation of mediums of transportation in developed
countries. In developing and emerging countries, there are also brilliant ideas to move people around. I think it is wiser to address other harmful topics for
humankind (hunger/malnutrition, water, diseases, unemployment, human international relations and better acceptance of diversity, etc…). We cannot reinvent the wheel
a thousand times.»
The public asked: «Will humankind be transported to occupy another planet?»
I responded: «I do not see the purpose of transporting humans to another planet. Humankind is its own worst enemy. For having worked with men occupying positions in altitudes, various atmospheric conditions and grand explorers, I am inclined to say that men tend to grip on science fiction dreams. There is nothing wrong with philosophy and exploring unconventional routes. However, exploration does not always lead to viable pathways. Humans have been around for thousands of years on Planet Earth. Physiologically and mentally speaking, humans need water, fructose as well as oxygen to survive. I am not aware if there are other species on other planets. Will humankind advance to regress, it is possible. I am more inclined to believe that transporting humans to other planets mirrors a replica of Planet Earth.»
The public asked: «How quickly can you move out of the property you are selling?»
I responded: «I understand that putting an advertisement comes with a load of unpleasant questions. I noticed that I get more frenzy than serious bidders. I do not
mind leaving short notice (24-48 hours rush) but I am not leaving without a notarial signature which is why I posted 2 weeks’ notice. Unless you meddle in real-estate
and have a notary that directly works with you, notary appointments are often booked 2 weeks in advance. I believe in spirituality. I reinvented myself several times
in this property. I neither gambled with properties nor flipped properties in the past to make a profit. Henceforth, it is normal that I wait for the right bidder.»
The public asked: «Do you think the frenzy will end?»
I responded: «Due to advanced age, I am trying to meet someone like me. With a partner and kids, people tend to back off. Obviously, relocating from the wacko next
door and a thousand emulators roaming around might help. I have already moved to the opposite side of the country only to be followed around again and face another
ordeal.»
The public asked: «Are you affiliated with F1?»
I responded: «No! I view F1 as a sport just like any other sport. F1 is a major event for Montreal and my current property for sale is surrounded by hotels that revive with festivities including F1. I heard budgets are very tight for F1. Point final!»
The public asked: «Are you linked to an Irish Banker?»
I responded: «No! I think people read diagonally my CV and indulge in false rumors. I also believe that people like Irish Banker are prone to foul play and human
antics. In fact, I recall a wacko beggar attempting to hook his sister working for the central bank with the man. Similar story with a female federal executive
manager using power trips while she goofs around with a Spy.
The wacko beggar and his right-hand lover also known as the federal executive manager made me lose money with suspension schemes and job loss which prompted me to remortgage my property.
I became extremely cautious about people's safety like Irish Banker because I went through many ordeals.
What I have in common with Irish Banker is utmost confidentiality, ethics and professionalism. That being said, I would be grateful for Irish Spring Soap Banking Brotherhood
to wash dirty 3 Little Pigs for swindling my savings.»
The public asked: «Can you tell me more about your family?»
I responded: «I grew up in a dysfunctional family. My parents root from countries in war zones. It was an arranged marriage. They were not compatible. I do not know my extended family on either side. I have two brothers with problems. The immigration integration process did not go well and we had little help as a family. Like most first-generation immigrants, their education was not recognized and they had a hard-time finding decent jobs. All my family members remarried people with problems. I took on responsibilities very young. I do not have a close relationship with them but am smart enough to shut up in public. They might be entangled in human antic schemes with the public. I have a saying: You will at least meet 1 person out of 2 in public who root from a dysfunctional family. I expect family members to find their way in life rather than end up on the streets. For that to happen, I need to set aside my differences to increase the likelihood that they be esteemed in public. That being said, I will never save them from their distress.»
The public asked: «Why do you often change careers and study so much?»
I responded: «Read disclaimer EV Race: Pollution?»
The public asked: «Why do you think that rich are like poor?»
I responded: «Because human antics are identical on the bottom and top step of the ladder. Don't be fooled, all steps in between are not far off from the bottom or top step. Does it remind you of the adage "Is the cup half empty or half full"?»
The public asked: «The worst experience you had with a man?»
I responded: «I had so many horrific experiences that I lost track. Here goes the worst 2: The first from a rich man and the second from a poor man. I was once stalked by a Hebrew rich suit salesman wearing facemasks who showed me his erected shaved body part. I eventually lost a classified job for being "married to rich man". It shows you how stupid society becomes with social rankings. Let's venge the poor girl and spare the psychopath rich man. I was stalked for over 20 years by a Muslim chemistry lecturer. He was part of a
Moroccan gang, men and women, who attempt to lure vulnerable women in a scheme to rob them. The lazy crazy bum spends his days navigating the internet to harass successful past students. The psychopath and his clique as well as their kids got away with a lot of things. The guy preys on foreigners in his classes to lure them into a polygamous scheme while he swindles your identity from behind. He still pretends not to comprehend North-American laws. The guy is too stupid to acknowledge that his electronic devices, financial schemes and pimp whereabouts can easily put him to the noose. There are crazy people in school too.»
The public asked: «What hurts you the most about living parallel lives and recycling yourself in various careers?»
I responded: «There are 1000 reasons why humans are conditioned to live one life henceforth a 1000 reasons why I died by a thousand cuts. I conclude that I must
deal with contagion and spillover regardless how many times I attempt to change lives, cities (& countries) and careers. I tell people that it feels like I tasted
all the inconveniences and hate of being a celebrity but with neither the praise nor the financial means to protect myself while having lost my trust in many spheres (people in general as well as
systems including peace agents, financial institutions, academic institutions, corporations, insurance firms & governments). People simply nod or believe they can
relate yet they have no clue what it feels to walk in my shoes.
The public asked: «Can you give an example of how rich people get crazy?»
I responded: «Once upon a time, I was a nobody damsel with real teeth and a big curly hairdo. A Rothshit bankster called up a guy I was hanging out with while
recycling myself. A guy working at a central bank in my current country also got entangled in the scheme. The guy I ended hanging out with was a wacko beggar.
Long story short, my youngest brother ended up marrying a wacko girl who named her son Jacob to honor the Rothshit father. It shows you how stupid poor and
stupid rich collide! My youngest brother likes to live for free similar to the partners of other family members. Things did not turn out well for my eldest
brother either. The mother of his kids turned out to be an emulator and a troublemaker. My eldest brother could not acknowledge that I was a victim of my success.
So, he emulated Octopussy Grasshopper. My eldest brother's business plan in life was to have 5 kids while my parents cleaned up his mess. My eldest brother was
waiting at a coffee shop for a big cheque that never arrived! I do not call my brothers dumb and dumber because I had a hard-time finding a job as a hyperproductive
person and know that the public indulge in trashing families to ensure that they never find good jobs. I do not want a replica of my past for new generations.
Kids should not be judged in public for their parents misconduct. I have been through it as a child and it's not fun when doors are closed beforehand.
Thirteen years later, I have to put up with Rothshit's other half in America, hungry Hungarian historian and the spoiled baby in the family, who thinks I should give
him head first. Welcome to cheap and cheaper!
The century old man (although his sons do not make happy and would be nobody without their father) was right about one thing: His Giant Foot ex-business partner & his wife (who copulated 3 adult daughters) never lifted a finger to help. His beach blond ponytail wife
(who sounds like Janice) is trying to find a barbie doll to excite her husband. She clearly does not know how to read Nordic noir stories.
She's pretending her hubby is a macho Rambo who distinguishes himself from other careless savage money managers. If think they all look the same and the rope between
their legs was clearly not long enough to grip from troubled waters.
To the 75-year-old wannabe Rambo and his 3 surviving sons (1 deceased in a car accident), can you move on with your life and leave me alone! You make it worse when
you attempt to play games with people pretending that I think like your father. It is not cool no more and I am stuck with the saga of dealing with people trying to
reach you. Yes, I have problems with many people including family members and people around them but that is my problem and I will deal with it. I never transferred
the problem to your shoulders so just let me take care of it. Is it really that hard to simply shut up and look away!
The same concept applies to a money manager who calls himself Clark Kent located in Windy City. He divorced a French woman a long time ago. I see a Dark Kent who was
no good to me for a very long time. It is neither a question of finding me a lucrative job nor giving me money. A "superhero" is an individual who provides morale
support and opens the way to secure a route for the future. His mother has the same defect as Omelette Singer’s mother: They see an angel who accumulated all the
money in the world.
The same concept applies to Old Boy Englishman Art Collector and his Swiss Alps Rio De Janeiro Carnival lady money manager. You both need to disconnect.
The firm has a 1990s wild sex vibe that feels old & outdated. To the woman in question, you should have left your husband to settle with your business partner because he fits you like a glove. Perhaps, your husband was material and stayed
with you. I knew something was wrong because you used the Brazilian community in Montreal for the past decade to fish back information.
You depict a delusional rich woman: I would have never trusted a woman glued at the hip of a rich man for the past 30 years while I died recycling myself several times in hard jobs to earn peanuts.
My nose tells me you went to hide in the Alps for a managerial position offering a jackpot salary because you reached a plateau in the City.
I see a mirror reflection of Old Boy Englishman Art Collector in Swiss Alps Rio De Janeiro Carnival. He is idealized by his sisters and mother who think
he is the most eligible bachelor. His civil engineer father needs to adjust his spectacles rather than pretend he taught his son good foundations because I dropped dead
from his boring namesake. Your redhead first wife did a lousy job: She couldn’t raise you right.You need a brain fix: Your Jersey blue water sh*t doesn't work with grand explorers who devote a lifetime in solitary and outside the "civilized" world such as the City.
You portray a disgrace to mariners in distress. He is trying to scare away Omelette Singer. Old Boy Englishman Art Collector outdid Omelette Singer and got ranked UNO for the most execrable hedge fund manager.
The sadistic man has a mental problem pretending that he created a successful money fund to aid a woman in distress. One cannot undo the past.
In addition, pretending that one can save a woman through inheritance is totally silly. He was neither mentally nor emotionally designed to kiss an ill woman back
to life. It takes commitment to care for a wife and kids and that was not his destiny. Swiss Alps Rio De Janeiro Carnival woman does not remind me of rich women
(through inheritance or self-made) in other domains because they are not scared to flash their money when a man misbehaves. They would have thrown money to a
woman in distress to pay her a decent pair of testicles and prove a point to a rich d*ck! The thrill is gone and all I can do now is wish you well!
Hello 1-800-Dr-Psychiatry, sing the chords to hedge trash Barbie & Ken.
The same concept also applies to other European money managers: Sir Corky Mechanic (son of triplet girls), Belgium Planet Hollywood Prince and Mystery Greek Rocky
Boy. The father of Sir Corky Mechanic cannot see that his son has many defects: Your son is no Bob Marley melody. Belgium Planet Hollywood "Prince" has a rich
father and got dispatched to MIT before the era of technology. He likes to play prince yet has a thousand defects. In both cases, they divorced down-to-earth
women but I cannot relate to them. There is little known about Mystery Greek Rocky Boy and he is smirky.
In my opinion, he outgrew eating fresh figs and should shop around for a zodiac in the dried fig department instead!
I noticed that some people in the Greek community attacked
his secrecy by stipulating he is gay. The man’s private life is nobody’s business but he depicts a disappointment on a humanitarian level. He should have
dispatched a Mediterranean sister to provide food and necessities to another Mediterranean woman stranded on sea (& in distress on shore).
Here goes my answer to a Yahudi tanned short frame man who recently wed a cooking chef: I never refuted the fact that the money-making machine is an ugly one for
women but rather clarified why people from newer generations including men (rich & poor, from elite & no name universities, from banking traders & other domains,
from village boys to City people) prefer lunching their own boutique. I never made big money in other domains but at least I behaved while I worked hard in various
domains.
The same concept applies to Millenial Yahudi money manager and his interior designer ex-wife. Nothing good ever came out of snooping around. I think you should be
happy that your sons married decent women. I think the man is like all other money managers although attempts to play the better man. I do not resemble to your
daughter and did not grow up in a rich household. I also faced adversity in my life at a very young age and had no support. The ex-wife does not remind me of some
lesbian women who took my defense because they want me to find a lucrative job at the level of my education and that would reward my economic output. Anyhow, I think
you should look elsewhere.
The same concept applies to Crocodile Dundee Big Data Yahudi adopted son. A decade ago, you were mesmerized to loop a woman purchasing a superspecial box of cookies
for $2 at the drug store yet you never asked if she is doing OK. Next time, I'll keep you in mind if there is a superspecial 2 for 1 deal and make sure to ship you a
box. You were right, I had very little in common with Washington Extra Fancy Apple but it never occurred to you that it might be reciprocal. A decade later, you want
to pass on that woman to your cinema son of identical age as that woman yet your son has coalesced and has a family to care for under his wing. You have taught me nothing in the past decade. I did not perceive your lesbian daughter as a
strong woman because strong lesbians popped in a long time ago in my life to protect from danger. There is something about you that ironically reminds me of a poor
dad. I am not a bad girl and have 2 counter proposals for your son: Yahudi Ackface bride with a post-PhD in 3D printing from MIT and Yahudi Neurochip girlfriend
(with a degree from Yale) who coalesced Octopussy Grasshopper. At least in both cases, you will not have to worry about child support! Everything happens for a
reason in life: At least your beach blondie son gave me a good chuckle against 60-year-old beach blondie adopted son kaboom producer who kept me away and prefers
to fornicate married women while he provides them a hefty monthly allowance. I knew he was emotionally dysfunctional but he confuses luck with lust.
The man got delayed in growing up: He kept the same haircut since 6th grade and he is turning 60! At least, I got the last chuckle. I remember his snooping around from the Eastern Townships, 7 Seas, Ontario, NY & back to Montreal.
He even mocked me at my lowest saying I looked a Samaritan with no permanent address in Ontario and he was not sure how I would react in front of actors who make tons
of money. It is his total immersion in Planet Hollywood and his inexperience in other industries that distort his perception of big money.
The narcissist psychopath is too busy caring for sluts and their kids while he witnesses human barbarity.
The yucky aging man likes sex with germs.
He used to splash money to girls in Quebec City & Toronto during his younger years and found a job for his mistress in Miami because he thought her hubby was a decent
guy. He has a double standard approach to women: Women who provide for his needs and the others. There is a concept in finance called the power of compounding and I
do not see it coming to fruition in his case for the past 12 years. I think he has lots of crazy expensive projects and he got fed up with money wasted on women.
It’s not my problem if the man’s life is messed up. He was no good to me so he might as well be gone.
The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree: A seed bastard child who became a humiliation in my life.
The voracious egocentric snoopy man attempted a double dipping scheme: He was investing on other women but had the nerves to lament that I should have not paid tribute to an Austrian deceased man while I secured my way back to Montreal for health reasons following an unwelcomed journey in NY.
The pigeon brain does not understand emotional intelligence. He thinks it’s a celebrity-fan relationship and I would run to his bedroom. The more years passed the more mutual respect drifted and he turned me off.
His girlfriends are wasting their time checking out my website. They might eventually be promoted in life from Miami Club aquarium fishes to dolphins in circuses! If I had a Gemini, she would have roared pandemonium.
Let the pile of turd taste his own medicine and be placed on hold for 12 years. Until then, I shall not be disturbed looking for a respectable man.
The silly man has it all wrong: He will never mesmerize the dynamite committee with explosions. It is not how things are processed in high intellectual spheres.
It is neither a question of religion nor ethnicity but the foundations of a society. I grew up in a rotten household and grew old in a rotten society. An apple cannot escape a bad seed because it follows you.
Above all, the 60-year beach blondie producer failed to capture the sordid twist of the story as a spectator. I call it innocence by ordeal: A damsel from a rotten background who became hostage of academia and a rotten government who mirrors its society attempting to eat the apple. My swift drives to America made me realize that the grass is not greener on the other side of the border.
The same concept applies to Top Gun (I could feel his curiosity during my transit in Ontario) who became Top Punk.
I wouldn’t tip him a toonie even if he washes my windshield for free.
The same concept also applies to Arch Motor playing the good man in the bunch.
Time flies quickly (already 12 years) and his
existence rekindles the shade of a Babadook. He has a sordid side that people cannot see. He glued because he finds a source of inspiration in a woman combatting sordid darkness and he never lifted a finger to help. One can only hope that the forces of good in various domains can combat the forces of evil.
I never thought he had the shoulders to stand up to big men in various domains but I am no longer worried because I resurrected from troubled waters with an armor.
He hides behind big dogs, explosives and an airplane and it retarded his ability to understand what it is to be in my shoes.
The guy has a Yahudi Superwoman admirer (I think she is better off staying with the producer procreator of her kids). The female actress does not remind me of self-made successful actresses who want me to grab a big chunk of his wealth and then run away with a man half his age.
I might go seduce his dogs and get rid of evidence!
I should start
a laundromat with that guy: He likes to sniff dirty laundry and I spent all my life counting quarters. To Mr 80-year-old pirate movie producer, stop rattling at
60-year-old beach blondie (who has doggy features because he needs to be told what to do & was adopted by average intelligence parents). It's barbaric to play the sex game by shoveling actress mermaids. Rich men in other domains say you lost a lifetime behind a
married façade waiting for the right woman to come along to breastfeed your children. You remind me of Yahudi American rich men with a German namesake. For
having lived with German brothers, you do not remind me of Dutch men.
To Australia Wolf Nose (you have a little something that reminds me of Sleazy Nose Spy), thanks for the accolade but I am not meant for you.
The same concept applies to fifty-something year old vessel sink actor (his parents are of European descent), you were totally useless to me a decade ago for my Mayday call.
There is a way to deal with stingy old men who could never compromise on familyhood.
They couldn’t even help me market a property to run away from rich men in other domains and crazy local people.
Bring your aerial drone and show your action instead of playing spectators like morons.
I'll keep my 2 Yahudi
producers on the side for a free 101 Cinema Crash Course or movie ticket refund guaranteed!
You shouldn’t talk about Dutch Energy Drink deceased father and his only surviving son. I see good in their willingness to aid the handicapped. The situation is
complicated. The only child seems dysfunctional. The mother of the child had an unconventional life. Everything is hush hush. I mind my own business and they
mind their own. Life goes on and there is mutual respect.
Here goes a plot for a dark romantic King-Steel combo: Two rich male TV producers who no longer nuance reality from friction become obsessed with a woman who grows old
fighting demons. They depict deranged men with a sadistic side who feel revived witnessing a woman suffering silently in pain without an exit door.
It depicts a sin to indulge in human misery.
The senior age TV producer always dreamt of becoming big in Planet Hollywood and lost track of time. He focuses on a woman he never aided and only
acknowledges his interest when men bigger than him loop around the aging woman.
He spent his life with a small woman because big women feel discontent when embarrassed by their husband’s misconduct. On the one side, big women are more likely to become a sexual target compared to big men.
On the other side, big women are less inclined to compromise on bad sex at home because they have options.
The junior TV producer is an adopted boy with an empty shell. He fills his void with
female companions who enjoy doggy sex. He fills another mental, spiritual and emotional void with a woman whom he has never met. Although the latter is in distress,
he leaves her to rotten in a sordid environment because her existence from distance for a decade kept him going. Yet, she is the transpose of a loveless shell inside
him because deep down he was born broken.
He experiences pure joy to see a woman burn alive for a decade. He will die as he came: A bastard child with a debauched mind who might blow himself up in flames with his own insanity.
I might be on the frontline playing the fire extinguisher to relieve my butchered womb and stitched jaw from pee and blood inadvertently bidding my admirer farewell!
We can also include 60-year-old fancy motorcycle actor and 50-year-old Titanic actor. They both started acting young and
became cows for businessmen who simply need their fat Planet Hollywood checks for business ventures. That explains how Titanic boy ended up in the mouth of a wolf
who made him throw $200K for a car. The 2 rich actors never helped but they resurrect now that men bigger and richer than them in other domains roam around.
To Goggle founder sharing the same namesake as Crocodile Dundee Big Data Yahudi adopted son,
shut up! You were no good to me either. You should rekindle with blondie Wisconsin. You gave her a good push when she was young and she might be with a lawyer for
convenience. My nose tells me you shared a swing but eventually became bitter.
However, I do agree with you that you were not copying Washington Extra Fancy Apple. Goggle founder completed a PhD and does not offer similar products & services.
I think Washington Extra Fancy Apple roots from another generation and sometimes believes that technology people emulate him. In both cases, there is hard-work but
also a bit of luck that their startups became monopoly empires. Goggle founder is right about the fact that Washington Extra Fancy Apple never helped me even when
his father looped around. I do not think Washington Extra Fancy Apple is a bad guy but he was conditioned by society, and at a very young age, to feel unique.
In addition, people were always groomed for him. This explains why he kept the same wife for 30 years and why he thinks he should be favored for a woman he looped
around for a decade. He does not really know health sciences otherwise he would not be overconfident that breeding at senior-age is normal
and would have gentler towards a young ill woman. He genuinely has interest in improving global health sciences. I think his ex-wife made a mistake secluding
herself in a bubble with a century old guy, Mr Broccoli Soda River Keep Flowing, by her side as a financial counsellor. The man is from another generation and
she paradoxically seems confused about "Back to the Future" concepts although she has been married to a futuristic brain.
I never understood why she became bitter when her hubby's ex-business partner, who deceased from illness, objected that her husband approaches me. I think he knew
something about her hubby and seemed disturbed about the fact that he always wants to be first at everything. Anyhow, if the ex-wife were the founder of a monopoly
company then she would have not needed to marry one of the founders. If a guy left his fortune to his sister then he never intended on marrying & copulating in the
first place. Besides, back in the day, the unmarried founder had a girlfriend so I am not sure why a damsel in distress got caught between the bark and the tree.
My little nose tells me there is a soap opera story behind this. I suppose Michigan Big Boy is the middleman and knows a bit more but he prefers mutism.
There is a little bit of Washington Extra Fancy Apple in Forest Salsa Havana who built an empire of 1M employees via online shopping monopoly. Forest Salsa Havana
(he reminds more of dancing hips than foresters) is not a bad man but he does not remind me of spatial men I have worked with in many domains who feel the urgency
to halt danger when a woman is burning alive. I think these are types of men who can be interesting as potential investors for new ideas but not as life companions
because their sense of urgency is entirely different from mine.
Goggle founder is right about Missouri tech guy who is in his fifties. Goggle founder grew up in a sophisticated household with responsible parents. Missouri tech
guy aged to become a hippie (tattoo, piercings, beard,etc…). He likes s*x with dark skin women. Other than my dark hair, he would be disappointed to get a closer
look at me! I do not see how his existence has improved my life but nothing surprises me. I have seen a lot of things in my life.
The same concept also applies to Mr Broccoli Soda River Keep Flowing (Century old man who started a mutual fund and remains good friends with Washington Extra Fancy
Apple) and Octopussy Grasshopper. In both cases, these men are surrounded by women who cannot sing well (the old bugger with a waitress and the younger bugger
surrounded by his nutritionist mother). They make mermaids run away from shore.
They both gave me a bad vibe a decade ago when I was wandering the streets of a village near Kingston. I could feel the
aura of their entourage snooping around. The job wasn't paying, the health insurance never kicked while I had no shelter and nowhere to go. I eventually became
mentally and physically ill. I caught a flesh-eating bacteria that started eating flesh holding my teeth. My body was bleeding more frequently than normal and I
had lost my voice. I also had lost my appetite and my joy in life. I eventually left the job because I could not operate radiotelephony without my voice and started
facing adversity from some colleagues. I relocated back to my hometown and it took years to undo audacity for 1 year of confinement (in order to learn a hard job).
Mr Broccoli Soda River Keep Flowing manages a boutique that does not pay well. To Mr Broccoli Soda River Keep Flowing, I think you should take a jab at Octopussy
Grasshopper if you want to impress Washington Extra Fancy Apple rather than loop a damsel in distress.
The same concept applies to Australia flowing water option trader in Chicago. You sound like other money-managers attempting to weigh in what it is in for
you rather than genuinely care for a stranger. Anyhow, time kept kicking since February and you were not around with boxing gloves to aid a woman who needs support.
The same concept applies to blondie Archimedes widow in Long Island. The old woman can't read well & needs her nipples fixed: I never favored a Nordic Prize to a university with a large
endowment obtained from a woman with a PhD in economics. The university might sink from its large endowment.
If the university was that good then students would not need to look for jobs (i.e. employers would be waiting to greet them at graduation which was not the case).
Strong universities master marketing and PR long after a student has deceased: If a student can move people (i.e. if strangers around the globe can feel moved by the
student's ability to advance human development in a unique or many domains) then a student has succeeded in leaving a birthmark that merits international recognition.
It enables universities to monetize on the student’s prerogative.
I have a good eye to distinguish rich women and what puzzles me is why both wives couldn't blossom with grace.
The paradoxical nature of things: A ultrarich man looking for counsel from 7 Seas ended up marrying dumb & dumber! At least the Mother of Seas gave me a good chuckle.
They were trying to find a combined replica of them for their only surviving son (He looked boring to me with his wine tasting sessions and his appetite for alpine skiing while I hustle to survive).
There is veracity in the adage that one shall die with grace then live with disgrace.
Passing on a prestigious prize that makes history is like politics and you choose the worst least of both parties who do less damage!
I died to graduate from a degree in marine
communications and traffic services: It entails that when I signal my encrypted distress signal to 7 Seas then I ensure that all universities are treated equally.
I said that I passed it on to another country. Point final! The same reasoning applies to stingy skeleton congresswoman and her Dr Brownie hubby attempting
to put their son on the podium. Believe you me: I know real sugar from processed sugarcanes! He had bad parents looking to safeguard their assets rather than lift a finger to help a damsel in distress. I am naively generous person and the last I need is hungry mingy
opportunistic men around me. To the widow in question, your late husband got me wrong a decade ago but what caught his eye is that my eyes don't lie. He was disappointed by his first wife
who could not raise his only surviving son yet he also could not feel revived in the arms of another woman. My nose tells me you have sinned: Were you his consolation
or desolation. You had a good chuckle a decade ago while I was wandering the streets of an abandoned village looking for shelter for my folding mattress. That shook
your husband but it was not enough to shake you. Now, he went away to a better place and may it serve you as a foundation to become a better person.
The same concept applies to wheelchair Irish man who gave a significant sum of money to the same university as blondie Archimedes widow in Long Island. From an ill
woman to another ill man, you came out as a disappointment wanting to snatch a Nordic Prize for your faculty. If my body started crippling then it meant that some
people have treated me wrong in that university. I am relieved that I have many other degrees and 25 years of real-world experience under my belt. There is
nothing wrong with ambition but misplaced ambition leads to avarice and that is fundamentally wrong.
I paid as an international student and put in the efforts to complete the program. Human nature is human nature and I had affinity with some people but not all
people. Parallelly, some appreciated my transit as a student while others didn’t. The university preferred to hush down rather than grasp the opportunity to show
other universities that they are forward-looking by welcoming unconventional students and immersing them into a new future. Like most stagnating universities,
they take 1 step forward then 2 steps back.
Last summer was strike 1 when I asked for help. When I completed the degree it was
strike 2 because it led to a cul-de-sac. This summer was strike 3 because the administrative piece of paper that enables me to integrate a new society has
expired. After 3 strikes, it is game over yet I find myself looking back at bountiful people willing to collect the Nordic Prize while I go back to live in the
shadow. If I am instructed to standdown then I expect you to standdown as well. It portrays a task of mutual respect and goodwill.
I do not think hustling my way back to NY to live for free under the pretense that I am a refugee is the right way to go.
The same concept applies to Hunt III Boy. You are reaching fifty and undergoing through hormonal, mental and physiological changes.
Not sure if you’re playing the wildlife protection officer. Wall Street is a jungle however people hunting should be prohibited.
You never helped me out but seem
to be looping around. You grew up in a richer household compared to Omelette Singer but you have other defects. You are more mature and less cunning compared to
Yahudi Online Gambling Heir who finds shelter behind his Whale namesake. In both cases, you grew up surrounded by people connected to rich NY clans.
In all cases, I am
dealing with men from a different generation who blossomed in the money business long before the digital world and when the domain was not oversaturated.
They had mentors and big men to protect them. They
eventually launched their own boutique and became financially successful. They do not have experience in other domains. I cannot relate to them because I studied
the mind and have also studied various domains for 25 years. I am a mixer and my math and computer science techniques are totally different from theirs. Hence,
I cannot relate to them in financial markets. I cannot feel for them.
I might have to set aside my differences with kaboom adopted 60-year-old beach blondie old boy action movie producer and become his dog walker for free!
It is useless to use an intermediary such as Dido (By the way, he secluded himself for the past 20 years with a mentally deranged wife accompanied by her parasite family.
So, I would stay far away from his clique. If he knew money then he would have not exploited my generosity and would have listened to my life recommendations.
I was a thing to him and he will do to you what he did to me.). I think he's crazy and my polar extreme.
His nickname should be corrected to Dimbo.
The dummy is too silly to acknowledge that playing with drugs can shut down organs. He reminds of the other men in the household and the women they fornicate.
Calebshian is no better: The trickster who played dirty games on Dido and I when we were young. Calebshian, the spoiled child in the family, who was never attributed
household chores yet was provided an allowance from his parents and their partners. He vanished when we were placed in a shelter and exploited his parents while
I had to feed his younger brother and his parents from the age of 14 to 18. His attempts to live off reality shows never paid off.
There is a redhead rich woman in her fifties who divorced a French man. Her wannabe police sheriff father with a PhD in CS (obtained before the era of technology)
might be a better fit for wandering eyes in the money-making business. He made big money in Long Island. She always gave me the impression she wanted to marry a
man like her father.
My nose tells me she had an eye on the only surviving son when she went to study in California but the interest was not reciprocal. Like father like daughter:
Their thirst is never satisfied. She then started looping at my younger brother believing I would obtain a VIP pass to a firm in Long island. The woman is desperate
to graft her way back to a firm who said farewell to her father. I neither trusted her nor her ex-husband who became obnoxious to me.
She should commingle with the recently promoted Yahudi manager who replaced her father. He has wandering eyes and reminds me a little bit of Old Boy Englishman
Art Collector who quickly moved on after a fling with an Asian woman.
Regarding Irish Banker, he was groomed to become CEO. He mirrored an English-French Canadian combo holding an Irish namesake.
He was also raised in a household were women stayed home like in old times hence was not conditioned to
understand how women could someday outdo men in the money-making machine. He does not remind me of pure Irish men for having lived with Irish brothers in
adverse working conditions.
To German Yahudi money manager who came from Switzerland and his team living in Westmount, shut up! The old man sold his firm to a maritime bank. What have you
done nothing for me in the past 15 years? You pop up now that I gained international recognition. Leave me alone.
I am not sure what is all the frenzy about because I never passed on the Nordic Prize to London. Anyhow, back in the day, women were not allowed in the money-making
machine. The paradoxical nature of things: Times have changed yet if I were to partner with men in the money-making machine then I would choose alien (i.e. some mental
disorders lead to advanced cognitive and sensorial skills) and "untouched" men to thwart the likelihood of lust. I guess nobody caught my eye as a business partner!
Canada was formed by deportees from old European lands so expect a bit of human antics that mirror the City. Also expect clashes from all other ethnic minority groups including natives.
At least, the century old man taught me something from the saga: Think Yahudi when other ethnicities prepare to take advantage of you!
The century old man never helped me out and I don’t understand why he expects me to have interest in his kids.
Indeed, I became heartless after 7 years of medical treatments and surgeries to get stitched back in 1-piece from troubled waters but I have not lost my crystal-clear
vision!»
The public asked: «Can you give me an example of how poor people get crazy?»
I responded: «I have a collection of poor stories but rich crazy stories sell more! Read the Gazette for everyday poor stories!»
The public asked: «What have you done not to lose your sanity?»
I responded: «I keep away from things not sane for the mind and body. I had bad experiences with some people in the medical domain during years when I was K.O. in society. I then escaped to troubled waters. Afterwards, I ended up in the care of a good medical team. I introspect a lot about life and meditate about human suffering. I always remind myself that some are worse off than I am and have nowhere to go.»
The public asked: «Something catchy to the eye that you are not taught in school?»
I responded: «The dress code and your non-verbal language. There is no such thing as badly dressed as long as you use sound judgment to dress accordingly! Use your judgment to dress up or down but in line with health and safety issues. Learn to adapt your dress code to the situation including your hygiene (perfumes, makeup, creams,etc…). You are often taught to dress up in school for presentations. When you move around various sectors, for health and safety purposes, you quickly realize that you need to dress accordingly. Few people can convey confidence with their non-verbal language. An individual apt at staying calm and cool at all times is bang on the right person to lead the team.»
The public asked: «How about public speakers?»
I responded: «You have to be careful with broadcast. There is the good, the bad and the malevolent. You eventually learn to filter people. There is trash with money as well as class with no money and vice versa.»
The public asked: «Does high academia remind you of another sphere or planet?»
I responded: «Yes, I'll be hammered for saying this out loud! High academia reminds me of the underworld. Human nature does not change: People are people. If there is a high incentive to patent a discovery or publish a paper then it can build a pyramid academic scheme.»
The public asked: «Something you are more sensitive about?»
I responded: «I have always felt for human misery. After health challenges, I can no longer eat what I want. I have access to a medical system and medication. I feel more for people located in fragile zones. Imagine being forced to eat something that gives you indigestion and drink contaminated liquids without having access to medication and a health care system. It feels like a lose-lose situation. I am fascinated by the resilience of people located in fragile zones.»
The public asked: «Can you give me an example about something people say that does not make sense?»
I responded: «A lot of people say "I regret and should have chosen the other option". I myself used to look back at my life as a spectator and wonder how life would have been had I chosen the other option. The backward step is a mind scheme embedded unconsciously in brains. After having studied various domains and moved swiftly from career to career, I came to the conclusion that all brains inadvertently build a risk mitigation matrix and unconsciously take a decision accordingly. In other words, give yourself a tap in the shoulder and just accept the course of events. Dwelling on the past consumes negative energy. The only exception is people who are mentally incapacitated.»
The public asked: «Why don't you have friends?»
I responded: «I had to mature quickly and take on responsibilities at a young age. There was little time left for other things. I had few friends when I was young. A big chunk were bad experiences. As an adult, I had few friends but they eventually sold information about me and put me in danger. I then simply lost touch for friendship and never recouped.»
The public asked: «You think like bisexual or lesbians?»
I responded: «I am heterosexual. I do not know what it means to be bisexual or lesbian. I have immense respect for LGBTQ people. I think I have more life experience in various domains including sexuality that makes my content reach a wider audience. I have received more empathy from LGBTQ people during my years where I was K.O. by society. I think they understand better what it is to be discriminated for not bringing people to bed and for being hypersensitive as well as mentally gifted with spatial dimensions.»
The public asked: «Is there something you wish you had young that could have changed the course of events?»
I responded: «A support network. I am very cautious about posting anything on social media not to be found. It is easier to talk through my website because I control information I am posting. It is very difficult to build a network system when you jump from career to career and move frequently because some careers and crazy people in public harmed you in the past. You eventually lose trust in the system and no longer call for help.»
The public asked: «Tell me something people don't tell you about fame and success?»
I responded: «Expect a minority who esteemed you to shut up and respect your right to exist. Expect a majority to resurrect from nowhere, claim your success and make your life a living hell!»
The public asked: «Do you have a son named Dido?»
I responded: «Not true! I have two brothers and one that I nicknamed Dido. I do not have a relationship with them and will not rekindle contact. Both my brothers have
problems. Dido thought I would drop dead before him and attempted to play next of kin. He tried a similar maneuver with another fat cow girlfriend when he was 18
while my mother was being duped by her current husband into co-signing mortgages above their means. I will be the first in line to spit on his grave. Dido is a
psychopath married to another psychopath who became his partner in crime for the past 20 years. Like other family members, they are pathological liars who swap jobs
for misconduct. They believe in their own lies and feel no remorse in wrongdoing. Just like his ancestors, Dido depicts a narcissist materialistic person with
mentally limited abilities who chose to become the lowest of humankind.
The dummy crazy narcissist lazy eldest brother still desperately craves backsheesh from my website. People die as they are born.
My eldest brother uses his kids with all family members attempting to play next of kin.
My brothers and their entourage remind me of my childhood. My brothers need to work on themselves to attract financially successful women. I expect my brothers
to find their way in life rather than replicate our childhood. I would not recommend denuded people to provide names of their children to the public. It is
different when kids become adults but until then it is better to increase the likelihood of a normal childhood. I get irritated simply hearing his name just
like I get irritated about other family members and their entourage.»
The public asked: «Are you expecting to save your younger brother by donating an organ?»
I responded: «No! Karma is a tricky thing. I will not lose an eyelash if all family members and their partners deceased beforehand.
Some people are rotten inside out which makes their organs not donatable.
That being said, I wish him good health. If I die
then my organs will be donated to those in need. I will not be butchered
alive to save others except if I mother sick children in need of my organs.»
The public asked: «Are you concerned that your brothers end up in a
cul-de-sac?»
I responded: «Yes! I outgrew in intellectual abilities, maturity and vision. It is unfair for society to expect the same from others including my brothers. Although I do not have a relationship with my brothers, I will not allow society to punch them. I want my brothers to end up with good careers and have a good life. I do not want a replica of my life. I did not become ill out of the blue.»
The public asked: «Why have you not married or settled with a man?»
I responded: «Read disclaimer EV Race: Pollution?»
The public asked: «Why do you say that not all people are meant to go school?»
I responded: «Not everybody is designed to go to school. Some people make a living in occupations that do not route from college or university studies. We need diversity to make the world turn. Besides, many people drop out of school realizing that it might not reach their goals. I have a saying: "Try to understand before misjudging the person."»
The public asked: «Is it true that your father was crazy?»
I responded: «Yes! It is difficult to hide that fact because nowadays one can easily trace back criminal records. My father was polyglot and was imprisoned in various countries. He was educated in a Dutch country and graduated with an IT degree in the 1960s. He used to get kicked out of jobs quickly. He sometimes used to get lucky in gambling but he would spoil other people and starve his family. Saying it out loud enables me to empower myself and protect my immediate family. As the "mentally strongest" is the household, I will never accept anybody in public attempt to shame my brothers or my mother for having a mentally deranged father. You do not know what we have been through with the man!
My mother married another lunatic who lies as he breathes. The Tavern Slum was good at nothing so we was not used by his own people. If I drop dead before him,
I expect Quebecers to honour my existence and spit on him.
I see a mirror reflection of her demons in men around her. I still have not received a dime from the 5k he owed approximately 25 years ago. He could not have used the
local breed so he glued an immigrant family with problems. I do not know how he found out about my website but his latest trend is to read information and mold it to
his life: He thinks it is amusing to play twin. He genuinely believes he might receive backsheesh from rich or sell himself to a rich woman. Yes, there are crazy
people even in developed countries and I have been through a lot of sh*t from citizens in this country (local breed and immigrants).
We have lived a long time with discrimination and rejection for having a mentally deranged man in the house. I think my father suffered from many things: dementia, schizophrenia, alcoholism, drugs, gambling, violence and many other things. He will never be excused. The guy was sexually deranged. He used to victimize himself and always say that the household is crazy not him. He adored strippers and blond women. He tried to kill the family with car accidents but he eventually realized that he preferred to spare his life. He then attempted to kill my mother and she had to drop charges so that he could leave the country! We ended up with nothing in a shelter and my mother had to file for bankruptcy. The extended family on my father's side knew about the household abuse and did nothing. They would use him when he got lucky at the casino.
My father had partners in crime: I remember Nicole and Janice. Nicole and her kids eventually disappeared. Janice had a new plan: She found me a part-time job while she milked my father from an income while he was in America. I figured out the scheme when I was an adult.
My father would feel empowered when he starved the family, beat up his wife, scared his kids, messed up the house, and made violent scenes in public. I used to give him a couple of hundreds to pay his way back to America when he showed up every 2 months. He used to send peanuts and I was good at saving money with jobs. The family needed a guide and my eldest brother had problems so I became the guide. My father eventually lost his job and got lucky at the casino. He gave me one last payment and I made it last 6 months. Then, he sued me and lost in court. He would replicate what he would do to my mother and harass me at work. Luckily, the educational system is not as costly as in America so I could save up money. I used to be a workaholic.
My eldest brother with problems could not find his way in life so we would lean on my parents. My youngest brother and I cut contact a long time ago with my father. My father is still alive after many car accidents, strokes, drug and alcohol overdose. His internal organs are totally rotten. He still sounds as crazy as when I was a small kid. He partnered with a woman that needed a maid and a man who could drive her around. They both have a hard-time paying bills on their own so the match seemed like a perfect fit. The man looks like a dog rolled over 1000 times by a truck. He wants to live a long-time for childish reasons: His mother died from natural cause at 85 and his father died at 78 from Parkinson. A cunning cardiologist found out that I made noise in upper hierarchy so she went against my instruction for a psychiatric evaluation and installed a pacemaker instead! Maybe, the cardiologist wanted a guinea pig for her stats to boost donations for hospital charity! She will inherit my father's corpse when he dies. My father's latest insanity is to pretend to be a general in Jerusalem feeding 75,000 soldiers! Yes, he still finds money to send Shekels to vagabonds! I came up to the conclusion that he was too imbecile to unplug the cord. He will not be remembered.
You must wonder how did I turn out smart kid from a lunatic household? Learn genetics, psychiatry, psychology, mathematics, neurology, and it will lead you to a scientific explanation. My father would probably sell his sperm like Octopussy Grasshopper's father had he not been infected with a sexually transmitted disease. My mother was marketing herself gripping to her daughter's success. I guess I found something in common with Octopussy Grasshopper: Troublesome immature parents!»
The public asked: «Your first encounter with sex?»
I responded: «At the age of 10, we immigrated to a country where porno is readily accessible 24/7. We arrived at a motel and my sexually deranged father would watch porno and gamble family savings at the pool. I did not want to turn out like him so my brain linked sex as something bad like my father. My mother made my eldest brother and I watch Oprah Winfrey. Thank God there was quality educational material on the Oprah show! I learned about intercourse and eggs.
My father was mentally and sexually deranged so he viewed my mother as a maid and sex object. He wanted a replica of her in me. I noticed that my father was crazy because when I was 12 and started menstruating, he would watch me undress. I must have been a size zero and was a frail kid. I grew muscles being athletic as a teenager then had physical jobs as an adult. He eventually instructed my mother to give me beatings. She also had problems and was held hostage with 3 kids from a crazy man she abhors and who used to exploit her and beat her up. She only wanted her eldest child.
My father tried to sleep with me by inviting me in the backseat of his car but I declined. He then seemed lost and became distant with me. I used to always have kids from school at home because we used to live near the bus & subway terminal. This helped me create a protective barrier when my father was around. The household was messed up and my mother could not see that my father could be a sexual danger for his kids. My father had another plan in mind realizing that sleeping with his daughter was not the smartest idea. He wanted to sell me to Janice's husband. His plan did not work and the man used to sleep with my mother. My father was often imprisoned or would vanish for days. I had a complicated relationship with my mother which I will not talk about. There were times where it would have been easier for my mother if I had died. As a grownup woman, I understand the psychology and know that people with mental problems reason the world differently. My mother had problems so I quickly bonded with my youngest brother like a mother-son union. I had my first depression in my early teenage years. You probably think that I would wish harm to my mother. The answer is no because I could reason the world as an adult. She had problems and was mentally incapacitated. If the public harms her, then it makes my life more complicated. She is entitled to live in peace and not be disturbed by the past. My mother still has problems and married another man with problems.
I had teenage hormones but was traumatized by the dark side of sex so I would not try anything stupid. I liked to look at pretty boys but would not push my imagination further. At the age of 14, Janice gave a rabbit gold ring. I had no idea what it meant until a girl at school made fun of the ring. I guess Janice wanted me to become like my mother so that she could use my father. I did not want to turn out like my parents and their entourage so I was never tempted by discovery sex. I then would focus on school and became a workaholic which probably saved me from doing stupid discovery sex games. At the age of 16, I started working in healthcare facilities and witnessed how rotten the body and mind become for sick people. It strengthened me once again to stay on track and stay away from sex.
Then, I had jobs in human distress which also include witnessing damage from sex. I was also made fun at work for my silhouette after having been stalked and harassed by rich and poor men who showed up at work. Women embarked in the game and found it amusing. I would be shamed for not having sex by women too. Developed countries also have problems! I lost my job, my credibility in public, my health, my savings and had to remortgage my property. I then also witnessed my younger brother become ill and face lifesaving treatments as well. Since then, I continuously recycled myself. I guess I never recouped. I eventually became ill and depressed at a young age. It felt like a speedy life where you continuously had to multitask and combat danger with headrushes. Fast forward, you know the rest of the story.
Now, you understand better my relationship with men and sex! I do not believe that women are a cleaner breed than men in sex because women also do damage. There is a dark sordid dimension to humankind for sex. It also explains my proximity to Nordic noir tales.»
The public asked: «Are people better on sea than on shore?»
I responded: «You will face adversity on sea and on shore. Some people will like you and others won’t. It is just human nature. I noticed that there is better filter before dispatching people on sea. Humans are meant to live in community not in solitude. Try to find people who will see good in you.»
The public asked: «Why don't you trust banks and financial/investing institutions?»
I responded: «Banks & other money institutions use university material and have lecturers as well as professors that collaborate with them. I was once K.O. by society and got laughed at while a bank did not honor mortgage insurance. I was also laughed at by these institutions who would use my work from universities and reject my job applications. Another good reason is that banks also play a role in schemes. Remember the 3 little Pigs and their veto game.»
The public asked: «Should I date my professor?»
I responded: «No! I totally disapprove of anything sexually involved between an individual in an authority position and an adult at the prime of their youth. Generally speaking, professors should be smart enough not to get sexually entangled with students. Even if you are of legal age to vote, I prefer that you go to the strip club or find a way to release teenage flipping hormones than bed a professor or a lecturer. Also, be careful because there is opportunism even in academia. It might be a professor already married or divorced and simply looking to exhale his/her sex drive. Also be careful with "clubhouse" professors and lecturers who prey on girls and boys who are vulnerable, come from broken homes or are simply lost or lonely in life. In fact, inexperience in sexuality makes a person vulnerable because sex triggers chemical changes to your mental and physical state. I have worked in many domains and mostly male oriented. I noticed that sometimes young men are driven to older women and that old men are driven to younger women.»
The public asked: «Are central banks better than commercial banks or other financial institutions?»
I responded: «I will not get involved and compare central banks and commercial banks. I think human nature does not change. In other words, you will have good people and bad people who work on both sides. I do not come from a financial background and have had bad experiences on both sides. I felt that a guy who managed a central bank in my current home country resembled to a village boy with limited understanding of the world. He eventually used his powerful position to spy and indulge in malignant schemes. I think he would have liked to be on the other side where computers and other degrees are involved making big bucks quickly. You already know my bad experience with commercial banks and other money/financial institutions.»
The public asked: «You have worked with lots of men, what took you by surprise?»
I responded: «Neurologically speaking, men and women brain hemispheres operate differently. I was surprised how human antics in men and women collide.»
The public asked: «I slept with your family members, I expect something in return and make sure I be heard by the rich and powerful?»
I responded: «Human sex exchange club at its finest. Don't waste your time blackmailing me with sex stories. I have been homeless once in my life and did not sell myself. I thankfully made it through without rape when society wanted it me to look like a hooker. My biological father and his partner both have a sexually transmitted disease.
My mother married a sex toy boy and they both trashed my name speculating that I was having affairs to give ground to their sex exchange club. Now, they are running back to me 15 years later expecting that I remarry them to respectable individuals. I abhor the man's existence and place him at the same level as my biological father. The man is a manipulator and tries to gain empathy from the crowd for having married my mother who is mentally incapacitated because she could not take care of me and my youngest brother. My mother's husband never wanted to care for us and used to act like a baby to make her devote her life to him. The man roots from a trashy family. They will eventually shut up. I will not discuss further my mentally incapacitated mother.
My eldest brother learned the hard-way that unprotected sex leads to problems. He will learn on his own that sexing wrong people routes to a dead end. His ex-wife was wicked and attacked me with false claims regarding my behavior towards her kids when she divorced my brother. His ex-wife toned down many years after their divorce. It is a couple's problem if they are in an open marriage. I will not defend my youngest brother who finds it amusing when his crazy wife pretends to be JAW Group. If my youngest brother and his wife think it's amusing to be part of a sex exchange club then it's their problem. Both my brothers never helped me in my life. I had to be the brain in the family and hope they will not turn like my father and my mother's husband. I would be sad if my brothers turn out unreasoned sexually. My brothers have a future ahead of them and they should learn from past mistakes. As I have previously mentioned, I am thinking about the kids who get judged & discriminated because of their parents.
I no longer make a fuss because I noticed that ½ of the population mirror a sex exchange club. It's a total waste of time to discuss my family because I disconnected a long time ago and will never look back. You forgot in your equation that the rich and powerful think like you: They snoop and bed to gain back something in return just like commoners and impoverished. I told you; human antics don't change.»
The public asked: «Would you have liked new parents or a new family?»
I responded: «No! I live well with my broken sordid past. Everything in life happens for a reason. Did the girl that cut her tongue in the Brimstone movie want her father back? Did Snow White want her mother back? My parents were nothing compared to all the male and female monsters I had to fight. I got a 1000 times worse from people in position of authority and the public. I do not need parents and do not look up to people with good parents or who come from good families. I do not want a new family and live well with my past including brothers with whom I do not have a relationship with. Maybe, I am ahead of my time and have learned to respect people regardless where they root from.»
The public asked: «Is there a difference between working with highly educated people and people with minimal education?»
I responded: «No! Human nature does not change: You will meet good and bad people on both sides. You will also wonder if some people went to school to pen a PhD in mixing sh*t. You will also meet people with minimal education craft sh*t at its finest. Just keep cool and keep calm at all times and you eventually figure out how to deal with all sorts of people.»
The public asked: «Something school has not taught you?»
I responded: «Intuition! It comes from life experience. The more you experience, the more you listen to your gut feeling if you are not physically or mentally impaired.»
The public asked: «A trait you have not seen in university/college?»
I responded: «People with strong nerves. I mean a hell of a spine that redefines the odds!»
The public asked: «Why do you hold on so much to your privacy?»
I responded: «Because that is all I have left after denuding myself in public to end the pain & gain endangerment scheme. We are all born different and I am a very private person.»
The End!