For those of my gentle readers not financially inclined, I will at this point, advise you to take out your calculator, if you are not a human calculator like some of us, and try to understand the process of computing the whopping figures, we will be breaking down here, in our delightful fun and games episode. I will also attempt to write this bit of article as simply as I can without going into too much financial jargon. And, I will take this from a business perspective because you will all later learn— we’re in the pleasure of business. Continue reading “Part 2: Of Planes, Games, and Goons”
Some twenty years ago, an old wealthy business friend who was a war veteran and flew helicopters during rescue missions in Vietnam, went into the luxury yacht business, which he manages and owns to this day, and — the aircraft business.
As he was inclined to maintain a “Captain’s Log” during his long voyage at sea, he managed to write me daily as well and explain in depth, the feasibility of maintaining a commercial passenger plane — his then new business venture. His lengthy breakdown of the cost of maintaining (not purchasing), a commercial passenger plane proved to be a headache after a couple of years, and definitely not a worthwhile business venture, unless of course, he stresses, you never keep the plane on the ground at length, you keep it flying about constantly, and you have all seats booked and paid for — to cover the major expense of upkeep. In the end, he sold off that part of his business, and replaced it with a more lucrative business in the music industry instead. Continue reading “Part 1: Of Planes, Games, and Goons”
This piece will end as a rant and flame, so I am giving you fair warning to avoid this entry as I need to get some poison out of my system. I also write for myself to remind myself, so I allow a bit of digression to indulge in some emotional outpouring when I feel like it, but only because I just cannot stand injustice, not to the helpless young and elderly.
I have to constantly remind myself that it is 2016 and not the 60’s or the 70’s. I have to tell myself that Iña is old school and she does not own a computer, or a mobile phone, nor does she know how to use the internet. I have to stop looking at her photos when she was much younger and happier, and remember … she’s old, she has aged with time and she is frail. She aged with her husband, but like her husband, she aged beautifully and is as elegant as ever. In the past, a time when she was much younger, and by the side of her dearest husband, she was known to be one of the most beautiful women in the Philippines – who was not an actress or a beauty queen. Her beauty was not superficial, it emanated from deep within her for she was truly a kind and loving, gentle lady, full of graceful humility. Continue reading “The Persecution of Iña”
When you have to choose life over death in a threatened situation, you will console yourself, when ashamed of your weakness and your choice, with the cliché, “if you can’t beat them, join them,” but here’s the catch … what if we continue with that opening number of the Sadistic Torturer holding a knife to your child’s neck, and he gets you to say, yes, I will do anything you tell me to do, just spare the life of my child and spare my life. And he tells you, “Alright, your child stays with me, but I now want you to take this other knife, and kill anyone who doesn’t follow you. Make them all follow you, but set an example of anyone who doesn’t follow and chose Life. Kill them without mercy, kill them fast.” (He is, after all, sadistic, and we are, after all, getting carried away with this analogy.) Continue reading “Part 2: The Hidden Festering Rot from Within”
Have you ever experienced a threat to your life, say, a wicked looking deadly, sharp knife placed hard and icy cold against the warmth of your skin just above your jugular, hard and sharp enough it breaks the skin from just a slight sawing motion and draws blood – you feel the agonising sear, that excruciating, burning, painful sensation indicating the violation and ripping of the delicate skin above your vital large vein located by the side of your neck. Continue reading “Part 1: The Hidden Festering Rot from Within”
The Chinese have a saying:
富不过三代 (fu bu guo san dai)
Wealth does not pass three generations
and sadly, the third generation is proving that saying true as of this writing, especially when the meddlesome and dangerous fourth generation, the grandson, who is easily recognised to be young Mr Gourmand, was never entrusted with any direct appointment and never approved by the Successor during his lifetime and tenure, for appointment in any significant office of control. Young Mr Gourmand wrested administration and jurisdiction of key official positions and departments from his two uncles, who, unlike the young upstart Gourmand, had full training and direct guidance for over two decades, from the Successor himself — to share it with his Lead Rascal, now dubbed Lord Rascal, and his band of equally young fanatic mercenaries, who all now arrogantly identify themselves publicly as belonging to the Special Task Force or STF.
Iña will be the name of our Matriarch.
Unlike Jessie, Iña was personally handpicked by no other than the Elder himself after he searched and waited for years for the right spouse for his son and successor.
Iña was left an orphan together with her elder brother and sister, and was the youngest of the three when her parents died in an accident. Her mother’s two sisters, who were spinsters, would be the only surviving family members who would take care of Iña and her brother and sister. Iña’s two aunts were known to the Elder and when he paid them a visit, he discovered sweet, pretty and gentle Iña who he recognised with insight immediately to be his next daughter-in-law. Continue reading “The Training of Matriarch Iña vs Jessie the Young”