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This is wise.

Re WW3: "The lucky ones will be those who die more quickly." This is not a joke. Chomsky stated this. He is correct. Therefore, if you do not like the PREPPER people, then, at least, you know that they will be the ones to have it most difficult when WW3 breaks out. The preppers will be the last to die, and, consequently, they will be the ones to suffer most. And, in my humble opinion, it is the preppers who DESERVE to suffer most.

In fact, and this is so true, the older we get, the more our skin becomes more tender and sensitive. And this causes us to shed as much clothing as possible during the day. Naturally, if you are on the HK or London underground, then you must wear more than an apron. Or, don't you. The HK underground will definitely kick you off unless you are fully clothed.

Sometimes, in Pattaya, the girls always say, "I don't care about World War Three. I just want to die in the arms of my lover from America." And, maybe they soon will. Logically speaking, these Pattaya bar girls and hookers are behaving more logically than the rest of us. At the very least, when the world ends, a significant number of them will die in the arms of their beloveds. So much happier than the rest of us.

WW3 is always a possibility, every minute of the day, 24/7. This is the way it has been since before you were born. What more do you need to know? Need to know more? Sometimes, I must laugh. Because, young people, ages 30 to 50, always ask, the same questions: Is there such a thing as reality? Yes. In fact, there IS such a thing as REALITY, and reality does exist. There are physical consequences which are governed by Physics. This is NOT a Joke. Only in several countries, do people think that Chomsky is a joke. Anyway, it ups to you to have your opinion. Ups to you!!!!

Anyway, if this topic is about finding good clothes in LARGE sizes, I would say that the best place to shop is in the USA, on line, and ship to Thailand. Atlanta might be a good place to shop. Atlanta is an upper-class city with huge people. But, if you really need BIG, then maybe Mississippi, if you can even spell the name of this state. OR, if you wish that distinctive hillbilly style, then you can find some loose clothes fit for elephants in Alabama. It's up to you to decide where to shop. Just remember: Sugar is Bad. Exercise is Good.

I really do not know why some guys are so worried about this topic's question, the proper fitting of clothes. I mean, really, I have been living most of my life with clothes that do not fit. When I left the West for the East, I gave up on clothes that fit me right. Nothing fit. My shoes did not fit. My collars never fit. My trousers did not fit. The only thing that really fit for me, snugly, was the bit that really counted. This is why, even though your clothes might not fit right here, still... After you turn out the lights, and you lie down together, and you slip it in... Then, the two parts that fit will become most important to you, at least for an hour. I know, some guys who have never come to Asia might wonder if things fit right, over here. In fact, they fit fine. I have, in fact, never experienced a poor fit.

Blind Faith is now age-restricted???? Such a Mixed Up Muddled Up World we now live in...

I knew there were others like me of similar persuasion. We are living in a very hot climate, getting hotter by the year. And, therefore, why not just be comfortable when there is no one to see. Just go naked inside one's own house. Do what you like!

I rarely wear clothes. I mean that, since the pandemic, I do not go out. No clothes are, therefore, required. Mostly, I just wear a towel, or nothing at all. I can only assume that there are very many like me who do the same.

I doubt what you say. In my experience, I have never seen anything like what you describe, take place. Honestly.

Why I do not return to the UK?

One more thing. For all those complaining about not being able to see a doctor, I have not seen a doctor in over ten years. We should consider ourselves lucky for not seeing doctors, in my opinion.

Anytime I think of the UK, I think of the Sam Peckinpah film.

I was once in Hawaii. Truly a paradise, if not for the fact that it had, obviously, been ruined. Which, thusly, led to my further feelings of ennui. Is there no paradise left in this world? I once thought CM was a paradise, and I am still not so sure that it is not.

Sometimes, when I feel this way, I just listen to good music, Way up high.

My Dearest Friends, Have you ever experienced similar days when you just felt no inspiration? Maybe you had trouble even getting out of bed in the mornings? Maybe you thought that everything was just too GREEN around you, with leaves from the banana trees closing in upon you. Everything green, with these giant banana leaves, almost as far as the eye can see, and not a streetcar in sight. No subway. No sign of anything that we might recognize as "civilization". Just mangoes. Mangoes upon mangoes. And starfruit. I am sure that I am not alone in experiencing these feelings. Surely, these days are very rare for us, and they happen to me rarely. However, when these days begin to encroach upon us, then what is the best policy? You cannot tell me that you have never felt the same, in all honesty. Also, during these times, you might pick up a book and begin to read, just to find that you are reading the same page, over and over. Or, you might begin to watch a film, only to stop watching after about two minutes, realizing that the film you had been watching was "Run for the Sun", 1956, Richard Widmark, And then, you might begin to realize that this film was based on so many other films, and books, which makes you feel stupid for not recognizing, immediately, what you should have known from the beginning. What do you do when you feel as if you are completely cut off from anyone who might be able to understand you? I do not mean that you might be out of touch with reality in the Psychological Inventory sense. I am just saying that you might, on occasion, suddenly wake up, in the middle of the day, and think: I am no longer in Kansas. And, what do you do when this happens? You might even begin to think, why am I here! Do you know what I mean? Regards. G. Note: This does not happen to us much. We have defense mechanisms to guard against this happening. Study more Freud, is my advice.

I guess you might know... "I'm feeling in the pink" I do not mean what most guys here might know. Sometimes I wonder about the width and the breadth of the general intelligence of the guys I meet on TV. However, anyway...."Being in the Pink", of course, refers to this syndrome: "Pink clouding, or Pink Cloud Syndrome, is a phenomenon many recovering addicts experience when they first go into recovery. When pink clouding, they feel a sense of euphoria that’s then followed by a crash once reality sets in." Therefore, being in the pink, traditionally, has referred to this phenomenon. And now you say that when one is in the pink, then Cullen skink? Ingredients 2 1/2 cups milk 1/4 cup parsley sprigs, leaves and stalks separated, more leaves for garnish 1 bay leaf 1 pound smoked haddock fillet, preferably not dyed 2 ounces (4 tablespoons) unsalted butter 1 medium onion, finely chopped 8 ounces store-bought or homemade mashed potato, about 1 to 1 1/2 cups Kosher salt, to taste Freshly ground black pepper, to taste

If wishes were fishes? Can't you even come up with something new for the curious readers on TV? There is some sort of idiom, a chengyu, a four-character phrase, in Chinese, which goes something like this: 缘木求鱼 (Yuánmùqiúyú) Yu is Fish, and Mu is Wood. I feel sorry for you if you have never studied any classical Chinese, WenYanWen. But, anyway. This means, please believe me: To Milk The Ram. In other words, to engage in something completely fruitless. === Milking the Ram, Sir. Have you ever tried such a thing? No need to reply, Sir.

Who stole from whom? Wavy Gravy or The Mamas & The Papas? Give me a break, Man! Anyway....no matter who stole from whom, still such really disgusting music, which should be first derided and then buried for all time.

MAGA Hat? Thank you for teaching me a new vocabulary term. You see, of course, that, unlike you, I have never really LIVED in America. You lived (live) in America. But, I never lived until I came to Asia. Do you get the difference?

Wavy Gravy is Crazy... Yet, still quite good.

Don't sell either yourself or your photography short, by any means. I really enjoyed your photo. And, I spent quite some time looking at it, for what this might be worth.

Anyone with a bicycle, in China, years ago, was considered to be wealthy. Nice photo. Thank you for sharing this. But, still, if truth be told, the CCP is responsible for delaying China's economic progress by, at least, two decades. Or, is this just a matter of opinion?