June 3, 2010
I dare say I do not know what has come over me! I have made the most epic decisions, and you will be the first to know about it. This summer, I will take the battle to the Japs and the Commie Pinkos! I am no longer content to lay around Taiyuan watching my peasant opera girls perform solos for/on me. No my friends, it is time to end this invasion from within and without once and for all.
I leave at once for the battlefront. Wish me luck, before too many months have passed I will regale you all with tales of victory. I have no doubt that the campaign will come to a successful end and I will finally make our homeland safe for democracy or whatever other kind of government I decide to install.
May 2, 2010
Things are rough here in the Yan Xishan camp. Two weeks back, after a night of heavy drinking, I was curled up on my kang, most thankful that the thick coal smoke that forms Taiyuan’s natural weather patterns was keeping the sun at bay. Just at that moment, my #6 wife asked me to let her visit her natal family, and in my still inebriated state, I allowed her to depart. If I was in my right mind, I never would have let her go. Not only do I rely on her for daily massages, ear cleanings, and sexual services, but her hometown is precariously close to the damn Jin-Cha-Ji base area. Before I even finished sobering up over my mid-day bowl of noodles and vinegar, the report came back–she had been communized! Yes, she had disappeared into the Red Zone. I imagine she must have at least four peasant husbands. What an abomination!
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November 27, 2009
My deepest apologies for not updating my “blog” sooner, but I had been away from Taiyuan, which, I am proud to say, is quite lovely this time of year. Just this morning I was lounging on my extra large kang, watching a private performance from one of my favorite local opera stars (a lovely lass, but only when in full make-up, a long story indeed), looking out into the frigid city, which was choked with coal smoke, and I exclaimed how happy I was to be back in Shanxi.
You see, I have just returned from a super top-secret meeting in Chongqing with my fellow KMT leaders, deciding on how to best pretend to resist Japan while secretly crushing the Red Menace. I cannot tell you the details of the plan, but it involves this odd creation I learned from your internets, some sort of food that is passed off as Chinese food and has the odd moniker “Orange Chicken.” Perhaps you have heard of it? We certainly do not have it in China, but I plan to have my chefs perfect this dish and introduce it into CCP territory, starting with the Jin-Cha-Ji base area. After eating this crap, it is just a matter of time before Mao and his wife sharing peasant hordes drop dead from malnutrition. Surely this is the most brilliant military plan ever hatched over hotpot!
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October 8, 2009
You know, I have had my share of problems with the Communists. Fundamentally, we disagree on a number of critical issues, and these are disagreements that will never be overcome. They want to communize my many wives, concubines, female friends, and various sex workers so that the peasant hordes will not have to engage in “alternative sexual survival strategies” (that is to say, two peasant dudes doing each other in the butt, then sharing their only lice-infested padded cotton jacket while they cuddle on an unheated kang). Sorry, not going to happen! And so they plot to overthrow me, and I root out their spies and agents, executing them in an increasingly inventive manner.
But if Mao Zedong and his fellow Soviet running dogs hate me so much, why the fuck are they imitating me? No, they have not given up their sleeping pills for fenjiu, I speak of what I saw during one of thier recent parades. Don’t ask me what they were celebrating… maybe Jiang Qing got the lead in the CCP’s new Gone with the Wind production? Anyway, take a look at this:
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March 13, 2009
I think the Commies need to do a better job on censoring thier peeps. This would never fly in Shanxi! Actually, I would sponsor this. In fact, I am going to get one of my opera troops to perform a special cao ni ma show.
February 22, 2009
Hola My Friends:
Just came across this on the “net” and thought I should share it with everyone. I was going to print out a few thousand of them to spread around Shanxi to discredit the Commies, but who am I kidding? Let me tell you, peasants just don’t understand.
That said, I think those fools over in Yan’an would be better off following a feline–at least they know a few basic facts about hygiene.
February 17, 2009
Hello Peoples of the Internet:
Just a quick thought here–how much fucking longer am I going to have to wait before Jiang Jieshi steps aside and allows me my proper moment as ruler of China? Granted, I do have Shanxi, and I love it here. You have never lived until you spend a summer here in Taiyuan, the weather is awesome. But Shanxi is just the first step to my national leadership. Hell, even Henry Luce knows it, and he is so far up Jiang Jieshi’s ass that by comparison, Zhou Enlai seems like he could give a fuck what “Chairman” Mao thinks of him. Check out this recent cover of Time Magazine:
OK, maybe not that recent, it is from May, 1930, over ten years ago. But look at that promise, I am to be the next president of China! It says so in print, so it must be true. BTW, how awesome do I look? My moustache is so full of awesome, no wonder Zhang Ailing keeps sending me love poems.
So it is clear that I will be the next leader of the most kick-ass civilization ever known to mankind, that of the great Chinese race. But when? How much longer can we suffer through this farce of division between the GMD and the Pinko Menace? For China’s sake, I hope not long.