Five Sentence Story #4

[Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed herein are those of the characters and do not represent the author. The story and its characters are completely make-believe, but the issues enclosed are not.]

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On a regional to San Fran from Silicon Valley, I happened to notice two Chinese students, visa holders in the USA studying at our schools to prepare for work back in the Motherland, who were talking in loud volumes (possible due to the engines of the Fokker 50 being so noisy) discussing the inferiority of the American way to the Chinese. In particular what surprised me was the arrogance they displayed; Chinese are long thought to be some of the most modest people on the planet. Perhaps because me and my friend Liz introduced ourselves in Mandarin and Cantonese, respectively, that they thought we were one of their own, or maybe because the novellist and the paper baroness sitting in the aisle to their left were dressed in suits and dresses (we were arriving in San Fransisco for a business meeting with an advertiser who had offered to pay for the free wood campaign that would be needed this year due to the impending hurricane), they thought we were wealthy people who could be trusted. In any case, one of them promptly started making fun of Detroiters; he claimed that in five years all of Detroit’s industries would be sold to China and Detroit as a city would be either closed down or its labor would be sold to other countries as a labor commodity; in effect, he saw no future for Detroit. What a moron. He obviously hadn’t realized that the two of us were from Detroit, and our two businesses, the printing business I grew from a hobby and the newspaper business Liz grew from hers, would keep Detroit running even into five years the future. It is only 2012. What do they expect? The end of the world is only half a year away. So long, suckers!

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story by Nathan Guannan Zhang. Sure, it’s longer than five sentences, but read it for the point. The businesses listed herein are mostly haven’t been started or not going to die soon, so don’t get excited. The story takes place on July 21st, 2012. Doomsday is on December 21st, 2012, according to some. I wrote this to make fun of a common assumption among non-Detroiter Chinese… remember, when you assume, you make an A-S-S out of U & ME!

Five Sentence Story #2

Posted On Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Filed under literature, social discussion, tolerance issues

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[Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this story are those of the characters and do not accurately represent that of the author. In the comments section, please refrain from being negative about what so-and-so said because the story is only to serve as a parable of modern day thought...]

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The sirens came closer, and Todd looked out the window. He jolted when he saw the cruiser running at his girlfriend’s car at full speed. Two split-moments later, impact occured. Todd was thrown around and a large chunk of glass cut him up severely. The officer came out of the car and shouted at Todd’s girlfriend, who protested, screaming and begging him to call an ambulance. Mouthing an obscenity, the officer looked inside the car, pulled out his Glock, took aim, and pulled the trigger three times; when he came out of the cabin, he holstered his projectile weapon and told the girl to calm down, muttering, “The gook is dead”. Two weeks later the officer would get a promotion for this from the very corrupt system that exterminated a patriotic youth who wanted to die for his country with honor.

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Ok, yeah, I know that was more than five sentences, but it works. this story by Nathan Guannan Zhang. Please comment, digg, bookmark this on delicious, magnolia and facebook, and tell all your friends about it (just remember that the story and its characters are completely hypothetical. The behaviors exhibited by the characters are real)!