re: Drug overdose deaths soared by nearly 30% in 2020

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Unless you’re about to start a revolution, getting upset about the government is a dead end emotionally and invites unneeded stress into your life.

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This mindset has allowed for so many evils. I’ve been hearing from my parents that they don’t necessarily disagree with me but “what are you going to do about it, because rules are rules.” Those last three words piss me off beyond no end due to personal experience.

Here was my very last day in China when I was going to fly back to America the next morning at 6:00 AM before dawn. I was walking around Beijing’s biggest mall in SanLiTun right in front of the Apple Store (side note here’s a badass digital video to get the environment I’m talking about and pretty much on the spot where the digital Terminator was standing this happened), and what I saw changed my life. I saw a father, mother, and a crying toddler walking and there were probably 200 people around us. The father got sick of his toddler crying and brutally kicked him in the middle of that place to the point that the kid was knocked forward a foot or two and I’m sure broke some of his ribs. The mother then proceeds to scream hysterically, and he hits her in the face as well. He then proceeds to kick the kid one more time on the ground and then drag him up by his hair and walk off with them both crying.

Now how did the other people respond? They looked for a half a second in horror and then proceeded to go on with business as usual completely ignoring what was going on around them. There were three other Westerners around me and we all locked eyes in horror that no one did anything. All of us knew if we intervened that the Chinese would unite against us and beat us within an inch of our lives even actually knowing that we were in the right and this monstrous man was in the wrong. All that matters is I’m the Waiguoren and thus the enemy to their fellow countryman.

I did however see two Chinese security guards that saw the situation, and I went up to him and demanded he do something about that. His response: “What a man does with his family is his own business and rules are rules.” That’s what I think of when I hear “Rules are rules.”

I used to think if that happened in the middle of a crowded American mall (and it may have been true at the time) that we’d beat that father within an inch of his life to the point where he wouldn’t be able to feed himself for a couple of months. Now I’m not so sure. We’re cruelly telling people that you aren’t essential and to shut the frick up since you’ve got to be a team player and your feelings don’t matter if you disagree with me. It’s horrifyingly reminding me of what I left. That’s the lens I look through when I judge the world.