Chinese Men Marrying Christian Pakistanis

"Overthinking is underdoing with better vocabulary." - Shane Parrish

Very Bad Advice: A boy once asked Charlie Munger, “What advice do you have for someone like me to succeed in life?” Munger replied: “Don’t do cocaine. Don’t race trains to the track. And avoid all AIDS situations.” It’s often hard to know what will bring joy but easy to spot what will bring misery. Building a house is complex; destroying one is simple, and I think you’ll find a similar analogy in most areas of life. When trying to get ahead it can be helpful to flip things around, focusing on how to not fall back. Here are a few pieces of very bad advice...

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The Chinese Men Seeking Christian Pakistani Wives: Pakistan’s Christian minority, most of whom are Catholic, are largely impoverished; China’s one-child policy, which ended a decade ago and pushed families to prefer male children, created a disparity in the numbers of men and women. Such marriages often follow a blueprint, with brokers from each country matchmaking for Chinese men. By China’s own admission, there is a surplus of around 35 million men who are increasingly looking abroad to find wives, frustrated by the lack of available spouses in their hometowns. High bride prices in China have only exacerbated the issue. The so-called “leftover” men of this generation are finding mates across Asia, from Vietnam to eastern Russia.

https://newlinesmag.com/reportage/the-chinese-men-seeking-pakistani-christian-wives/

How the Tables Turn: 8 Mile left a deep impression on me. The movie was really good, and of course it has Lose Yourself. But it was the battle rap at the end that I was awestruck by. One of the greatest double entenderes that I’ve heard to this date comes from Eminem / Rabbit’s 2nd round battle with Lotto: “My motto, fuck Lotto, I’ll get the 7 digits from your mother for a dollar tomorrow”... For the budding writer in me, this vulgarity opened up a whole world of possibilities that went beyond the drab Shakespeare I was reading in class — we had “The Merchant of Venice”. I deeply enjoyed that battle rap was highly competitive to the point that it could be humiliating for the loser.

How The Tables Turn