I was thinking the same thing. When you first see pictures of people like her, you start to laugh .............. then you start to vomit!sushiman wrote:What is that big lump in her pants in the photo above?!?!?

I was thinking the same thing. When you first see pictures of people like her, you start to laugh .............. then you start to vomit!sushiman wrote:What is that big lump in her pants in the photo above?!?!?
Tell the newly awakened cog that he is a slave. A worker bee working for the queen bee, not for himself.have2fly wrote:His career, his money, his nice car, his wife, his education... He just said: "What is THE point of all this if all you do is drive to work and back every day through empty streets seeing mostly obese women at grocery stores?"
Wow, that would be nice to live in a country where hot looking women are everywhere you go and these women are actually nice and friendly and WANT to meet men!have2fly wrote:He says he never had his youth in America, the youth people enjoy in Ukraine when clubs are filled with hot girls, when party never stops unless you want to, when model-looking women are everywhere you go, when girls actually want to meet you and value you for just being A MAN!
And this guy used to say he loves America and his great job. I have no words! I am speechless at this point.
That's very true and I've pointed out the same thing many times. It's huge, in their fast talking narrow analysis they miss *everything*. Context isn't grasped, which is nuts.dreamer82 wrote:Asians take on a more holistic view of the world. They are skilled observers and look at relationships between events. Westerners see things in more analytical ways. They see objects as discrete and separate from their environments.
That's sad, that things in the US have become so artifical and fake. It's hard to make genuine friends in the USA anymore.sushiman wrote:I have more heartfelt interactions with a total stranger serving me chicken in Asia than with a 5yr "friend" in the US.
I know what you mean and I agree.sushiman wrote: I guess the biggest thing that sticks with me after this week back is just that *nobody* listens to each other. When you are talking, they ain't listening. They ask a question and then proceed to ignore you when you answer. Nobody is home in there. And actual communication makes them uncomfortable, they want fake. It's really weird.
Part of this reason is due to the fact that Americans live to work apposed to working to live. For example, a person just told me about one of her "successful" younger friends who just tragically had a stroke at 40 and is currently in the hospital.sushiman wrote:I have more heartfelt interactions with a total stranger serving me chicken in Asia than with a 5yr "friend" in the US.
Dude, everything you just said about the U.S. is 100% right on! It's exactly how I feel about this country.stillcode wrote:Living in Japan was the best time of my life. I had absolutely no culture shock when I moved there.
On the other hand, I experienced some bad reverse culture shock on moving back to the US. The people in Japan were so kind and gracious, moving back here felt like I was surrounded by hooligans at every turn. The thing that makes me the most disappointed with being back in the US is how so many people here are loud and obnoxious. We have a terrible culture that is self-centered and people make a lot of noise to get noticed. ("Squeaky wheel gets the grease") I get embarrassed when I see brazen people shouting like monkeys or honking their horns in traffic when there is clearly no need to. I get embarrassed to be an American when just walking down the street I see so much litter tossed to the side. It's just plain embarrassing to be back in the US. People where I live currently worship football more than anything else and could care less about the things that matter more such as the local economy.
Everyday I reminisce on how great life was while living in Japan. The only reason I'm back in the states is to make money and earn a living, but it really does crush your soul. I feel more of an outsider here in the US than when I was in Japan.