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Rated: 13+ · Book · Opinion · #1101898
For every dark cloud, there is a silver lining. Does anyone has change for mine?
We are the BORG. Resistance is Futile!
Excuse me.
We are the BLOG, read, comment or be assimilated.

(If that joke is old, please drop me a line. Thank you very much!)

I never took myself seriously. Why should you? But at least I have some good qualities.
I am a good listener even though I am not that good of a writer.
I don't like to talk about myself that much, so please comment on your thoughts.
I am satisfied with my life, which makes me a very unbalanced person.
I do not get bored easily, but please feel free to try.
I do not have much free time, so that makes me a Dad.
Oh, and because of the previous three items, I can only write in Fantasy Genre. I fantasize about the time the kids will move out.
(I will delete and deny ever wrote the above sentences when the time comes that either my wife or my kids found out about my blog.)

OK. Let's pull up a chair!

No, wait! Where are you going?
Please come back! Please!
(A bit too much? Tune down a little bit? )

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That's my new picture.
No, not the toilet.
Didn't you see me wave in the tank?
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January 16, 2007 at 2:54pm
January 16, 2007 at 2:54pm
#481781
This entry is dedicated to iconoclast37 .
Lisa, may the feeble words here dry your eyes!

Have you ever watched western movies and pounded the deeper meanings inside.

I'm not walking about how a six-shooter can shoot out 10 bullets, and keep on firing. Or if you saw a dynamite was threw in your house, and the fuse was still 6 inches long, why do you run out of the house instead of pick up the stick and pull out the fuse.

Well, OK, if I saw a lit dynamite stick, I will run as fast as I can, instead of investigating the length of the fuse. I will give them that one.

I am actually talking about the famous comments in "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly"

"If you want to shoot, shoot! Don't talk!"
Do you guys remember that one?

There is another dialogue in another movie. I can't remember the name of the movie, the names of the characters, but Henry Fonda was in it.

The main character was trying to say a fable,
"A baby bird fell out of the nest, into the snow. It was cold and scared. A cow came by, sniffed at the bird, and dropped a big cow pie on top of it. The bird struggled to the surface, and chirped at the top of its voice. Then a wolf came by, picked it up, dusted off all the stuff.... Then it gulfed down the little bird."

So the guy who dumped a cow pie on you may be trying to help you, while the guy pulled you out of a mess may not be your friend....

Wow! Deep! Interesting! But totally useless to cheer up Lisa!

So, OK, forget about Western movies. That was not helping!

How about a Chinese Fable.
A wise wealthy old desert man had a herd of horses. One day, the only stallion in the herd ran off into the wild. All of the old man's friends came over to offer their condolences to the old man. The old man simply said, "How do you know it is not a good thing?"
A few months had passed, one day, the stallion returned with a big herd of the wild horses. All of a sudden, the man's fortune doubled. His friends came over again to congradulate him. The old man said, "How do you know it is not a bad thing?"
Then one day, his only son tried to tame one of the wild horses. He fell off and broke his leg. He was lame.
The old man's friends returned again to console him, and guess what? The old man said, "How do you know it is not a good thing?"
At that point, all of his friends thought he was senile.
And then a year later, the lord of the land want to go to war with his neighbor, and he demanded all the able-bodied men of his land to join his army.
But since the old man is senile and his son was lame, they escaped the draft, and henced saved themselves from the later massacre at the battle.

The deeper meaning of the story, (besides telling you how to dodge a draft), was that life is circular. What goes around, comes around in a whole new twist. What you thought was a disaster, a tragedy was maybe a blessing in disguise.
Just depending on the way you look at it.
January 12, 2007 at 4:16pm
January 12, 2007 at 4:16pm
#480883
So, did I mention I hate politics?
Especially world politics!
Nowsadays, the guys in charge are all idiots! Can't even find their own A**hole with both of their hands and a laser guided missile!

I wasn't going to say anything. I really wasn't! But after I wrote my comments to iconoclast37 's blog on the Iraq situation, I got really agitated! So I decide to vent all on my own blog here.

Sorry folks! It is going to a big one!

I hate politics! I hate politicians! I hate them with every fiber of my being! From my early childhood in China, when the Cultural Revolution is winding down, but the tention, the mistrust, the foul stench of ugliness is still in the air.

Even today, if I saw a documentary on the subject, seeing the familiar faces, the familiar sounds, I still shake all over my body!

Every politician who thinks who can save the world, please, shoot him right now! He is an idiot and he will ruin the world!

This is what happened here, folks! Good intentions went bad, went horribly wrong!

The grand plan was simple. Use 9-11 to stir up the support for invading Iraq. Once Saddam was gone, Iraqis will welcome U.S. in open arms. Then we will go on and conquer Iran and Syria. The national blood line of oil supply will be firmly in our hands. OPEC will collapse, Saudi Arabia will fall in line, and U.S. will rise to world domination ... I mean, look down at everyone, ... no I mean, ...

Well, no matter how you look at it, when a nation is accountable to no one in the world, and can dictate terms to everyone, then it is world domination.

We got Saddam, and amazingly, nobody appreciates that. Not world community, not the U.N., not Saudi Arabia, not even Iraqi people. They send us bullets instead of flowers.

Ok, we probably got a fruit basket from the Kurds in the north, a gold watch from Kuwait, oh, and a thank you note from Iran. That was it.

How the idiots can ignore all the history lessons are what frustrates me. The guy only need to get on the phone to his Dad, and he should be warned about the danger of removing Saddam!

Saddam is bad and evil, but he is a Sunni. All of his Republic Guards are Sunnis. If you remove him, you cannot have an army of Sunnis anymore. Too much bad blood existed. Then U.S. will have to turn to the other side, the Shiites. But they are supported by Iran!

Saddam ruled with bloody hands, but his hands kept the iron-clad lid on the gun powder keg called Iraq!

It is as simply as that. Nobody else will touch the bloody mess! And nobody likes a foreign army on their soil. Look at Japan and Korea. Every time there is an accusation against one of our sailors, regardless of the truth, the lynch mob is already outside the gate.

And now. Saddam is gone. As a matter of fact, his hanging is the signal that Shiites are taking over.

Now comes the truth. As of this moment, if we pull out now, civil war will happen, Iraq will be shot up, and either nobody wins, or the Shiites will win, and that means Iraq will be behind Iran. So after a costly war, we handed it all gift-wrapped to a smiling Iran.

Was McCain the only guy in congress sees it? Of course not! But the public sentiment is that we should give up Iraq now! So all the politicians went that way.

His stand with Bush now may very well cost him hugely, especially when more soldiers are killed in Iraq! So coming election, I am voting McCain! Although, chances are, when the election comes, I'm going to turn off TV and go to bed early.

Did I mention I hate politics?

But is sending 20,000 more troops the solution?
I don't think so! 200,000? Maybe .
Unless it is a full engagement with Iran, it will not matter.

20,000 and a carrier battle group is only a bluff, and it is going to backfire on us shortly after.

And we are standing all alone in that giant cow pie right now. Even British's Blair was bending over in the Parliament receiving a spanking right now... Incidently, he deserved that. The British Empire was there even before World War I, so he should have known what he was up against!

Bin Laden is smiling somewhere, folks! His goal is almost achieved! We are standing alone in that place now. Most of our allies, they either deserted us, or we pushed them away!

Our troops are bleeding in Bagdad, our hard earned dollars are pouring in that black hole, our economy is weak, our currency is weak, and we are isolated in the U.N. That may not mean something before, but it matters now.

If only we have U.N. Peacekeepers in Iraq, then we can at least partially pull our legs out, and it will be a different ball game.

OK, I am spent!
Sorry folks!
I hope I'm wrong. And please feel free to call me an idiot.
January 1, 2007 at 4:17am
January 1, 2007 at 4:17am
#478238
Happy New Year, my friends!
I wish you well, wherever you are!
I wish you healthy, physically and mentally!
I wish you happiness, which you can find if you look hard enough, ... or have a very strong cough medicine.
I wish you the best of the luck, but please remember me, if you ever win the lottery, or the power ball, or the monthly bingo game.
Don't need to send me anything, remember me is all I ask for.
I wish you to have a good meal every evening, and something/somebody warm to curl up to every night.
Now, if it is a electric blanket, please make sure the wires are away from any water source.
I wish you to have at least one of your wishes fulfilled during the new year.
One is plenty, if you have all of your wishes fulfilled, what are you going to do with the rest of your life after this year?
I wish you to break one of you addictions or obsessions during the new year.
We all have them. All of us, and if you are reading my blog, chances are you are addicted to the Internet.
Well ... we can leave that one to the last, shall we? After all, if we don't have obsessions, we will become very very dull people.
I wish you to grow in the new year. It does not have to be maturity. It can be something physical. I don't know. Grow taller, maybe? Grow stronger? Grow sunnier? Grow some hair is also a good choice, especially for middle-aged men, like me. As long as it is not nose hair. Don't you just hate ...
Sorry, a tad bit on the too much information side.
I wish you all to have good BM in the new year. Eat more prunes! That helps a lot. Nice, dried prunes coated with honey. That will help you to regulate your .... system.
For all of you know exactly what I am talking about, please give me a smile, *Bigsmile*, nothing is more blessed than a regular time on the throne.
For all the rest of you either did not have a clue, or find my wish to be too earthy, then, I envy you! You lucky lucky people!
Just wait until you are older, and you will give me that smile sooner or later!
I am not going to wish for world peace tonight. It is not going to happen. For as long as men on earth, that had never happened. And from now until the day we go extinct, that will never happen.
So I am saving that wish for something more down to earth.

Hum... I seemed to get myself distracted. Let's see where are we?
OH yes! Wishes!
I wish you to have a good new year!
Happy 1997!
This is going to be a good year for me personally!
My wife is going to come here from China, finally!
I am going to take some time off, and we are going to visit San Fransisco! And ... and ... Huh ...
Now, why did that sound so familiar?
Wow! This is like a Matrix moment there.
Let me think ....
Something is not right here ... Why is the TV showing 2007 after the ball has dropped?

You mean, it is not 1997, and it is 2007?
Oh man! I need to change all my wishes now!
Well, let's see ...
I wish I can sleep in tomorrow, and none of the kids will charge in at exactly 6am.
I wish I don't have to watch "SpongeBob Squarepants" for the 19999999999999th times with the kids!
I wish the school does not two weeks of winter break. (We are going to be on week two tomorrow, and ...)
I wish for good ear muffs/plugs, and cleaning maid service phone number.
I wish the kids will all grow up over the night, and move out, and I am all retired with lots of money and time to do whatever the heck I want to!

OK, now I am just fantasizing now.
Need to change the direction of this blog is going.
I kind of wish they did not have to hang Saddam. I mean, the man is just getting to be funny after his capture.
For a dude that got hauled out of the hole like a groundhog, he sure could jump during all those court proceedings. And then, Poof! He was dead. No scenes, no struggle, no .... nothing!
Come on! Let's bring him back alive, and try it again.
How can they do it to us! The guy had not even told us where he hid all of his Weapons of Mass Destruction yet!
Now, it will be up to our beloved President Bush and his elite crack team of ... oh wait ...
Let's see Powell's gone, Rumsfield's gone. Who's left?
It will be up to our beloved President Bush and vice Presidenct Cheney to go into the desert to find them personally.
Word of advise for Bush, stay behind Cheney. It is in the American Hunter's Manual now. Look it up, it is on page 167.
And poor poor Donald Duck, I mean, Rumsfield, got sacked after the election.
Reader's Digest did a profile on him years back. I remember one thing it said was that Rumsfield is a very smart man. The proof is that he can read very fast. He read about 5 books a week.
You know the thing that kind of stuck with me was that I don't care how smart he is, if he reads that fast, can he really grasp what exactly he was reading?

This is getting too depressing. Now, where did I put my cough medicine?

December 19, 2006 at 1:31am
December 19, 2006 at 1:31am
#476014
I am not much of a drinker. That is, alcohol does not do much to me. I usually limit myself to a bottle of beer. Sometimes, I cannot even finish that off.

The reason is simple, I really does not feel that buzz that made people love alcohol. All I feel after a little bit more than I used to was that the world starts to go in slow motion, and then, ... nothing. It passed, I am alright again.

Well, as of this moment, I think I am feeling that weird buzz people are talking about. Interestingly enough, I am not drinking anything alcoholic, I just had some cough medicine.

I went to the doctor the other day for an annual checkup, and since I had that nasty cough for about a week now, the doctor prescribed some narcotic cough medicine for me.

2 tablespoons, and I am feeling just ... so FINE!

Wow! I feel like I don't have a care of the world. All of sudden, my blog looked so interesting, and my muse is singing "66 bottles of beer on the wall." He started at 100. He is going to finish until there is no bottle on the wall. And he is going to put all the bottles back, and try it again. And I am not going to care.

So, lesson of the day. If I want a buzz, do not reach for the beer can. I should stick my head in the freezer for about 30 minutes and go to the doctor.

Lesson 2 of the day. I can't read whatever I wrote before until I had that little buzz in my head. That is a sad realization, I am really suck at writing.

Do I want to cry? Nay! I am still in the buzz, remember?
The best of all, I don't need to do the dishes tonight. I pointed to the warning on the bottle, "Honey, it said, I should not operate machinary after the medicine. So can you use the dishwasher tonight?"
My wife smiled back, "There aren't that many dishes tonight. You can do them by hand."

So, OK, I got to run. I'd better do all the dishes before this buzz wears off.

Please! Friends don't let friends drive drunk or after taking some cough medicine!






December 15, 2006 at 12:44pm
December 15, 2006 at 12:44pm
#475291
The poor fellows!
Sad and tragic! Just before Christmas too!
Cut down before the prime of their time.
And the hateful enemy, dragged their carcass across the cold pavement to show off their kills!
Some of them were not even dead, lying there, motionless, just waiting for a drop of water to last them one more day!

Water! Water! Can you hear their silent scream?
Murderer! Murderer! Can you hear their silent hate?
To the left! To the left! The damn star is crooked! Can you hear ...

Huh? The star is crooked? Oops! Sorry fellow, let me get it straight!

Yeah, all these emotional words just so that I can justify to buy a fake tree for Christmas.

*Bigsmile*

The funniest bit I had read was in one of the "Harry Potter" books.

"Unknown to their Mum and Dad, the twins had replaced the angel at the top of the tree with a stunned gnome from the garden"

And there is even an drawing of the poor unhappy gnome pretending to be an angel on top of the tree.

*Laugh*
December 14, 2006 at 3:38pm
December 14, 2006 at 3:38pm
#475125
"The Mars is exceeding bright tonight!"
"That is not Mars, you Flea-bag! That is Alm Uncle's cabin. Mars is that way."
"E.T. ... Phone Home!"
"Oh, yes, yes, we will PHONE home after my second breakfast here."
"I wish I can go home!"
"Home? Kansas? Baah! Who'd want to go to Kansas?"
"At least Kansas is moist. Water will be plenty there."
"He's not around these parts, is he?"
"Nope. He is from North. Someplace called Dune. Said there were bunch of giant worms there."
"Figures! Calling dragons worms, Baah! Here, have some sausages."

Saw the new movie trailer for the new Harry Potter movie, and I was reading "Heidi" to my daughter last night.

Hey, "The Lord of Rings, Return of the Kings" is on this weekend.

So after some barley tea, the above conversation started in my head.

Speaking about weird and amazing thoughts, I just found out I have a new neighbor at WDC.

runningwolf04 has just moved into my neighborhood of Reno, Nevada!

She will be attending my old college, University of Nevada, Reno.
I believe she is both new at Reno and at WDC blogville.

I got her blog address because my friend hutch1957 blogged about her blog a few blogs ago.

So I decided to check out her blog just a few blog... I mean a few days ago. (Boy, this word is getting to me.)

Today, as I was reading her blog, I thought to myself, "Huh? This place she was talking about sounds kind of familiar."

Well, so now, I have got a new friend and a new neighbor.

I have always envious of partyof5dj and gypsy4evermore talking about THEIR Montana, or pencilsoverpens and Equilibrium talking about ...
Hey! I just realized, you guys are not talking in English when you were commenting on each other. That is just so not fair!
So from now on, I will talk with runningwolf04 on Lake Tahoe and ... Wolfpack! Yeah, that is it.
*Laugh*

So, if you guys have a chance, please check out her blog, and maybe drop a line to say hi. And let us assure her that we don't eat the newcomers, either in WDC or in Reno, ... usually, unless it is winter, and you can't get to Carson City, and the snow is falling hard....

Oops! She probably still does not know about Donner Party yet, and let us please keep it that way.



December 13, 2006 at 4:41pm
December 13, 2006 at 4:41pm
#474930
Do you guys have siblings?
As you are growing up, do you pick on your brothers/sisters, or had you been picked on by your brothers/sisters?
Did you parents stop the bickering, or do they just let them go?

I meant to ask these questions since I saw the movie "Home Alone 4".

Poor Kevin always seemed to be picked on by his brother or his sister. He had to do their chores. And they bullied him by knocking off the things he was carrying, or pushed him downstairs, or sat on him, or slammed garbage can lids on his hands.

I actually almost yelled when the lid hit his hand. It is just parental instinct I guess. His hand could be seriously damaged.

The shocking thing to me was that when Kevin talked to his mother, she did nothing to stop them. She only said, "Poor Kevin, they do like to pick on you, huh?"

Huh? That was it? No angry yelling to his brother, no angry punishment for their misdeed, not even a yell of "Hey! Pick on someone your own size!"

I am quite puzzled by this. Is that kind of the American Culture thingy? Or was that just the movie thingy?

Maybe the writer had a miserable childhood, or he was just lazy. Weird.

And by reading the words above, obviously, you all had a pretty good idea of where I stand.

I am an only child, so is my wife, so throughout our childhood, we never had to deal with stuff like this.

But now, I have two kids. My older one, the 7 year old daughter is a good girl, but sometimes, she'd like to pick on her brother as well. Sometimes, it was just unintentional, knocking him on the ground while she was running, and sometimes, he really needed to be yelled at. He would intentionally pick on her just to see her reaction. So...

My throat is sore from all the yelling. And my heart is almost always pumping hard from all the fast running to break them apart.

Now, only if one of you guys, anyone can tell me, "Hey, I always pick on my little brother, and my parents never did anything, and look how we turned out?"
Ok, I will need two positive ID card, plus college degrees, and current employment record with finicial statements, and also three good independent Psych evaluation... And references from your past and current teachers, neighbors, and garbage men.

Please? Pretty please? You know it is Christmas, and I really need that rest.

I can already imagine I was waving that thick folder while the two kids rolling on the ground, and my wife said, "Go, do something!"
I will just wave, yeah, just wave, and said, "Bah! Don't worry honey, they will be fine. Now, please pass me that beer."

Anyone? Anyone?

*Sign* *Big Sign!*

My friend hutch1957 decided not to blog on the latest "The Librarian: Return to King Solomon's Mines" with Noah Wyle.

Hey I am not so picky, so I will do it. I don't see anything wrong with the movie.

Yes, the movie is like a light version of "Indiana Jones" movies, and yes, it is so light, it is like purified water, but Noah Wyle is witty and Gabrielle Anwar is pretty. That is enough for me.

And the movie is funny. Especially when they found the mines. Noah Wyle picked up a scroll of paper and said with excitement, "Look! Dead Sea Scrolls!" That was so funny, I almost toppled off the chair.

He might just have said, "Look! an iPod!" That might prove King Solomon is a time traveller and he is pretty groovy!

But Dead Sea Scrolls? Why would the most powerful King of Israel want to hoard the library of a small Jewish/Christian Sec 900 years later?

Besides, a scroll of paper hardly signify that it was from the dead sea scroll. It could be the mines workers' lunch menu of the day?

And since when the mines have burial chambers decorated like a Disco Bar, with lava lamps and blue neon lights. If only they did not forget the Disco ball ...




December 6, 2006 at 2:58pm
December 6, 2006 at 2:58pm
#473449
For those of you have not visited partyof5dj 's blog, please do so ... after reading mine.

His view on Christmas is a lot more funnier than my blog, so ...
damn you PartyDude! *Angry*

If you had already read it, please skip mine, because ... his is a lot more funnier than mine. damn you PartyDude! *Angry*

I just had my 34th birthday last Sunday.
And I just realized that last night. It was not like I did not like the cake my wife bought, or the high pitched singing of my daughter, and high pitched shrilling of my son, it just did not hit me until last night.

So I told my wife this morning, "I am 34 now." She was busy making breakfast for the kids, "Yeah? ... How do you feel?"

I shrugged, "I feel like a porterhouse steak, aged to perfection."

My wife disappeared, and I can hear a cackling sound, little bit like laughter, but mostly like someone was trying to strangle a cat coming from under the table.

I had to calm down all the kids, and told them, "No, Mommy is not mad. She ... well, she just got tickled."

Ok, now, before any of you wish me "Happy Birthday", I must tell you, DON'T.

And to any of you tried to do that against my wish, remember this, I have a keyboard, and I know your address ... at WDC!
*Smirk*

Just saw a Chinese TV show that interviewed a middle aged man who was talking about his generation of Chinese musicians.

To both my wife and I's surprise, we know all of those musicians, and we love those songs. We looked at each other, and finally find the middle aged man was talking about OUR generation.

He is much too old to be our generation. Look at all the wringles on his face. Look at his grey hair! He is like my dad's age!

Now, when did that happen? My thoughts were still kind of stuck on high school with my wife, and it was WOW, 16 years ago.

I think it hit my wife harder than me. Because ... well, I consider myself ... COUGH COUGH ... aged to perfection.

When we were dating, my wife always thought I was too much like an old man, too quiet, too serious, without the fire and spark of a stupid youth.

At that time, I had nothing to say. But it seems like in 20 years, my age finally caught up with my heart.

So, please excuse me while I am being smug and
"Happy Birthday to me!"
December 5, 2006 at 3:14pm
December 5, 2006 at 3:14pm
#473249
Thanks to zwisis 's comments below, I'd like to add another blog on the film. Or rather on the message itself.

"Perhaps your daughter is too young to understand the message? I think the message is probably there, but for a youngster it's quite a heavy message. A heavy burden, perhaps, but it's a realistic problem in the world now. All we can do is hope that in time this kind of message does indeed make a difference, and future generations will start to care. "

I believe Sarah is right. The message is there, and it is staying. Even in all the recent children's films, from "Ice Age" to "Madgascar" to "Over the Hedge" to "Happy Feet". A new generation of people are looking at the world from another view. The point of view is based on the animals, the nature, the silent partners we share with earth.

Instead of the radical movement in decades earlier ranging from spilling blood to people's fur coat to free minks from the farm (which by the way was totally stupid. The minks destroyed the local wildlife.), the new generation has the more mature and gentle approach. Present the problem, present the problem from the other side of the view, show it to the youngsters, and let them think it over, and maybe in the future, when they grow up, they will focus and solve the problems that we, the elders cannot.

If we can live in harmony with nature, then we can live in harmony with each other.

Bah! Who am I kidding? For thousands of years, Confucian tried in China, Buddah tried in India, Jesus tried in Israel, Mohammedan tried with Islam, and all we got for show was the "Jerry Springer Show". How is that for harmony?

But then of course, they don't have access to TV and Internet.

So ... What do you think? Should I drink some eggnog and hit the delete key and call it a day?
December 5, 2006 at 12:42pm
December 5, 2006 at 12:42pm
#473224
I want to talk about moonshine today.
Well, my moonshine is not the drink moonshine, but the bright moon last night.

Did any of you guys noticed that it was full moon last night? The bright moon was shining so great, it was like daylight.

So unbelievably beautiful! For a couple times, when I looked outside the window, I thought it was snowing because the ground was completely white, and sparkling.

In Chinese Mythology, it was nights like this that all the creatures come out and bow to the moon. The wolf, the fox, the rabbits, the snakes. All of them would come out, bow to the bright moon, and suck in all the essence of the moon. In that way, they can prolong their lives, and in a few hundred years, if they were still alive, then they can transform themselves into human forms. Thus was born all the interesting stories of fox spirits among the humans.

I never thought that was possible until last night. If the night was not so cold, it made me want to go out and bath in the moonlight as well.

(he he, not naked like all the other creatures, of course. )

I searched outside for some time, trying to find at least a rabbit or something that was at least sitting on the lawn or something. But nothing, nothing at all. I was kind of disappointed, until I thought, if they were going to do something like that, they would definitely find some good top spots, away from everyone else, not in front of some stupid human's house. That thought actually cheered me up.

Speaking about stupid human, I went to watch "Happy Feet" with my daughter last weekend. The movie was OK, the special effects was great! I will highly recommende you to see it, just don't take the kids. *Bigsmile*

Any movie with Robin Williams in it is at least OK. He was so funny. But I don't think my daughter got any of his jokes. She was still too young for it.

Then near at the end of the movie, it went on a twist. The penguins did not have enough fish was because humans overfish in the ocean. And Mumble the penguin finally was able to communicate with the humans because he can tap dance. He brought awareness to the humans, and give all the penguins a better future.

My daughter did not really understand the message. And it just gives me a heavy heart.

Did the movie try too hard to lay a heavy burden on the young minds?
Did the movie paint too rosy a picture of human's selfish nature? How many of us really care about other people in the other parts of the world, let alone some struggling wild life?

Saddness and silence followed me home.

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