The Surgery I Could Not Speak About

As far as I am concerned surgery for me has been an unspeakable subject for good reasons. But when I was young and daring I had elected to have a nose job with some of my first earnings from one of my first hard earned job starting out as a young adult. I was never pleased with the way I looked my nose did look normal but looked out of shape as if something was obviously wrong with the way it looked and so I had Dr.Robert Brandfield a surgeon perform a nose job on me. I specified I wanted a western style look with a bridge like Caucasians usually sport and he agreed. I wanted the David Duke look and so I told him to make me look like David Duke. I told the surgeon to make my eyes more round rather than the slant eye look which Orientals are born with. In essence I told him I wanted the white look after all I spoke and still speak perfect English having lived in America for three or four generations I was expert in impersonating white men so why not go all the way and have the total white look? I had already read the book Black Like Me and so I was ready for a race change or a transracial operation. There was no such word back then as a transracial or any operation which was a transracial operation but that was the word I formulated for my own personal use. This was the liberal city of Berkeley mind you so I felt the liberty to choose the look I wanted was fair game. Dr. Robert Brandfield refused to do as I specified with my cheekbones and my eyes so that I could look white or more like David Duke. I didn't care if I looked white because it had always been fashioned to be white. I was ready to be anything but an Oriental or Chinese. The Chinese had been living in humiliation long enough and I just wanted out! I even had visions of white women who would change their racial look by having their eyes surgically designed to look Oriental or Asian but no one but no one not even myself would dare to mention such an ideal. I was already compelled by the dean of men Jack Lemon at the University of Berkeley to see the chief psychiatrist in 1971 by the name of Harvey Powelson. I was to be disciplined and suspended for a act of radical display when I was probably one of the first Asians to have dated a white woman and by then some complaint about me had been lodged against me. It was only in or around 1965 that John F. Kennedy had lifted the ban on interracial relationships and I had already violated the social etiquette or rules of social conduct by making myself known or conducting a relationship of friendly acknowledgement with this white woman, Jane Lomax but her friends knew this was wrong and I was wrong for her. The issue came to the authorities in charge of student conduct and I was out. My love for her I could not dismiss and let go but I was compelled to tell the chief psychiatrist the story and what went down. Her final last two words she said to me the one I loved was related to Harvey Powelson; the hurt words I cannot repeat in print. There are only a few mixed marriages between the Asian male and that of white women. Bruce Lee was one and the only one of celebrity status I can think of and then I was there once upon a time but that will never come around for me.

A Better Understanding Through Translators

Voice recorders are simple enough and have been around for some time. We cannot afford to lose our memories and have diseases which cause us to lose our memories and so with all due respect we seek out cures for diseases such as Parkinson's. The hope for these cures remain on our minds and even on my mind yet the reality as spoken by those who are expert on this subject say or think that only a miracle can achieve this and miracles as we know it seldom happen. My father Howard Ah-Tye had it and his best friend Al Yee knew it too as I had revealed it to him when my father's physician informed me. But Al Yee told me not to tell my father as my father was ill with other medical problems and additional information as to his medical condition would only compound his problems and I knew Al Yee was making a wise decision for my father although I had reservations about this secret. My mind is still good I believe but my body and certain mechanics of my mind is aided by machinery such as the electric scooter and by this common voice recorder which is an excellent reminder of the things I need to do. It is an absolute must for journalists. Those who maintain diaries of their own personal life interested in the news and world affairs keep these voice recorders as a must have possession. Watch and observe the cell phones which have translating capacity I have witnessed them and have seen the broad smiles on those users when they can understand one another and overcome language barriers. There is no end to technology and the wonderful achievement with which they can achieve.

Trying To Remember

The memory may be the first to go according to my neurologist in fact this is sure thing to happen according to his opinion. >I'd say my doctor is competent enough to make this evaluation. So what do I do to compensate for this very weakness should I have it? Not too many people use this device as I have been doing but the voice recorder is one of my favorite tools. It was my strong hope to make good use of this device back in the young days of school but they were simply not good enough but I did try and use them. Journalist use them like a minister uses the bible as his favorite tool. The voice recorder for me is indeed a cool tool for it measures my ability to perform and keep up with the rest of the world. It is an aid. As we grow older many of us if not all of us tend to forget things easier. Let us face it the older we get the more things we have to remember! Give us poor old folks a break...please. But my neurologist would not laugh if I told him this. I think the hologist have it right when they see the medical science as dictators with absolute power over all others who look for relief if not a cure. But medical science as good as it gets decree that there is no ot her better treatment than the drugs they supply namely carbidopa/levodopa. As we see the other economy of China making miracle gains in the economy we might look at the progress it has made and the break throughs China could possibly make in the effort to concor Parkinson. If we could just clean up the air and take a hard look at pollution.Do miracles really happen and can a nation endure the process of a period of time when an industrial revolution and ride it out to a new high or is China just going through a minor phase in the economy which is said to crash and be doomed? Has the history of China been so long that most of us aren't even cognizant that there were long periods of time when China did enjoy greatness and can it do it again?