sit-ups | chair-lifts |
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100 | 0 |
Breakfast, lunch & dinner = December 2 |
Getting the paper late
was actually beneficial because it gave me something to do this morning.
Actually, I did the same thing I do every Sunday morning here, I read the
paper. Except this time, it was all new news, instead all old news.
Then, I watch some
stupid show about Koreans being amazed of a dog who lived off of scraps, or
pretty much eat anything people fed it. Then there was a ram that head-butted
anyone it that encroached on its territory, especially when ewes were
around. After that they had a dog that howled and cried when it was tied up
with a 5 foot chain. As a person confined to a 2 m by 1 m room, I can relate.
What do you fucking expect from the behaviour of all three animals? To
compare the usual treatment of animals here to North America, would be
considered animal abuse. And that's not even including the practice of canines
on the lunch menu. Lots of Asian cultures do the same thing, but Korea seems to
get the most publicity for it.
I had to turn the TV
off when the dog’s owner cooked beef and onion soup with rice for it because it
had puppies. It’s a fucking dog! Just give it the raw beef if you feel sorry
for it. Dogs don't know how to cook; they don't eat vegetables or grains
naturally, so why would you make a meal for it like it was human? When it comes
to domestic animals, Koreans are clueless. Most dogs spend their entire lives
chained up outside and I'm not exaggerating in any way. If they are small dogs
and they live in an apartment, they will do their business on a mat in the
bathroom specially made and purchased for such an occasion, and if they are
taken outside, they are carried. No house training or daily walks for these
dogs.
I have a calendar in
my cell and the menu also tells me to date each meal is served on. In addition,
the heading of each and every entry in this diary tells me the total days I've
been locked up, the current day I've been in this particular prison, and how
many days I have left as well as the actual date. As each day goes by I mark
the calendar, the menu and each entry in this diary. Since I was able to buy
highlighters with 5 different colors, I've even color coded everything--
calendar, menu, diary, purchase and item list... everything. I also mark each
day on the calendar that my fine drops by $1000. It may seem obsessive, but it
makes me feel better to see numbers countdown and dates getting ticked off. Now
at a glance, I can tell you there are exactly three weeks left to this month as
of tomorrow, and 15 days until Christmas. 10 days until I only owe 5000 dollars,
109 days until I owe $0. I've been locked up for 142 days and I've been here
for 47 days. When I'm done it will have been 250 days in total, not including
the inevitable incarceration at Hwaseong Immigration Detention Center
again when I'm finished here. I bet there are some inmates hear that could tell
you how many hours they've been here. I can't tell that until I look at my cell
phone again because I called my sister then and it will have marked the time I
called.
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