By Thorsten J. Pattberg for the Saker Blog
In September of 1986 in Keelung City at the sea close to Taipei, a distressed middle school teacher dialed the parents of one of his female pupils – the Guos. He said he hadn’t consulted with the authorities yet, but that he suspected their daughter, Dangdang (12), was a pathological liar, and cruel to birds, frogs and stray dogs, and that without early intervention, we could be looking at a dangerous psychopathy in its early stages. That teacher, Li Guoyu, (27), was stabbed in the stomach, chest and his eye sockets 15 times outside his apartment building on Lane 319 Nanrong Road, driven far to the coast of Xin Zhuangzi north of Taipei, and thrown off the cliff into the ocean.
The Guos had arrived in Taiwan in 1948 by ship from Guangzhou in tow of the military warlord Chiang Kai-shek and his treacherous Nationalist Party, technically the former Nazi Party of China.
The National Party seized power in Mainland China in 1928 and sided with the Japanese invaders and American imperialists to defeat communism. The Chinese, although betrayed, impoverished and semi-colonized by foreign powers, fought a 300 million people‘s guerrilla war. They liberated China and drove out the Nazis, the Americans and the Japanese, and thus forced Chiang Kai-shek’s war criminals to retreat to the island of Taiwan.
So all those treacherous and plotting factions swarmed the tiny volcanic crust of ultramafic rocks, surrounded by jungle and indigenous people, whom they wiped out [The indigenous make just 2.5% of Taiwan’s 20 million population today]. Warlord Chiang quickly established an authoritarian dictatorship that lasted from 1949 all the way to his death in 1975, and continued under martial law till 1987.
Chiang Kai-shek‘s former allies, the American and Japanese imperialists, channeled unbelievable amounts of military and financial aid into Taiwan, and it is safe to say that small Taiwan experienced what demographers call “an evolutionary bottleneck” – a small gene-pool of unusually reckless and criminal people – now awash in foreign money.
The grand patriarch of the Triad, Guo Long (who died in 1968), was a close friend of Warlord Chiang. Guo sired 32 children; of those, most had 8 to 10 children. His six brothers and three sisters had a combined 76 children, and most of those had 8 to 10 children each. The grand cousinhood by 1986 was estimated to consist of 1,200 individuals. With so many grand-cousins and aunties and extended family, in-laws and business partners, the Guos – who are married the Kaos, Wongs, Lees and so on – ran everything in Taipei and Keelung, from local politics to real estate, from food production, wet markets, restaurant chains to witch doctors and massage parlors, and – of course – organized crime.
Guo Dangdang was the firstborn of the third daughter of Patriarch Guo, very beautiful but crazy Guo Leilei, who asked to marry a brawny paratrooper and part-time gangster.
The Guo Matriarch, Leilei’s mother, and her husband, crime boss Guo Bolei, Dangdang’s grandfather, did not approve of such an early engagement, least because Guo Leilei had been only sixteen and suffered severe mental problems, but Dangdang had been on her way, so they quickly accommodated a sprawling wedding party with 800 guests.
Dangdang, well Dangdang, was a born liar and psychopath. She could walk at age 1 and talk fluently at age 2. When she was 6, she killed the family dog Dolomi by poking a stick into its ear. Small child Dangdang peed on carpets, smashed glass and threw stuff against the wall when she couldn’t get her way. And her parents, well her illiterate parents, spanked her, of course, and daily, and Dangdang took it, and she was alright an hour later, and quickly on her feet and hyperactive, cleaning, cooking, running errands, always talking and being extremely loud and governing.
When Dangdang entered primary school, she was sent back into homeschooling in the first year. The headmaster had never seen anything like her, he explained nervously. Dangdang knew everything. But not in a good way. She had all the answers. But not the correct ones. She was always talking back. She bossed around all 400 kids, and she henpecked the teachers and threatened to have them killed.
The Guos enrolled Dangdang in another primary school, away from Taipei, in Keelung City. She dominated teachers, classmates, the janitor and the parents of the classmates. Dangdang was incapable of speaking the truth.
She told lies, the most inconsistent and impossible lies. And there was no acting to it, no apparent strategy and no effort. Nobody could tell when she was not lying, because there was no baseline, no switch-off, no minute of calamity. “What is wrong with her,” Uncle Wong Guolo once recoiled in horror, “is she naozi bing – a brain injury?”
Dangdang told her new teachers in Keelung that she had been a pianist and a volleyball player, top of her class, leader and school speaker. Well, we have a swimming pool. Ah swimming, she was a swimming champ too. She refused to enter the pool though. Out of the blue and for no apparent motive, she would gibber the most horrible family rumors and exaggerations, and if Dangdang told it, you had to believe Dangdang, because she was a menacing raptor, a celestial dragon, a harrier of words.
It was impossible to stop her, as any conversation was quickly cut short, broken and disregarded, for Dangdang spoke 97% of the time, to anyone. And because the greater family was so large, so unbelievably large, with hundreds of family gatherings, celebrations and businesses each year, she quickly dominated the entire clan.
Nobody who had ever seen Guo Dangdang in action could forget her boss-power. She remembered everyone‘s name and knew their businesses. She was physically stunning, tall, with a phenomenal range of vocals and glorious melisma, and an almost supernatural assertiveness – a creature of darkness. No shame, no ears. Visitors mentioned any place – Macao, Okinawa, the ta-ma-de Nevada desert – and Dangdang had been there before. You asked for Green Tea, and got water that “was better for you.”
Once such a diva enters your life, you better run for the exit, because throwing yourself off the roof is still better than being emasculated, floored and used as her doormat.
Guo Dangdang had finally evolved her complete psychopathy – hardwired unreality. No wisdom, temperance or Machiavellian tricks could be used against her. She was a weapon system, and it was time to decide how to disarm her without detonating the clan.
Her parents, mind you, had six other children, all younger brothers, to take care of, and Dangdang dominated them and issued orders like she did with all kids and adults and caretakers. She was telling them stupid, ugly, and corrected everything they said or did, slowly chipping away her siblings‘ poise and self-confidence. Her father had long suspected her to be a sentient being, and stopped speaking up in her presence.
It was her mother Leilei and the greater Guo cousinhood that got concerned, very concerned. This was way too brutal. Outsiders had speculated they drugged her. They didn‘t. “She has rats in her brain,” said Auntie Kao. A rumor spread that “Dangdang has mental superpowers.” The heads of the Kaos, the Wongs and the Lees recommended an exorcism. “She is clearly possessed,” said Auntie Wong. “She talks like ten people.”
Dangdang saw anyone entering the room and started to give them senseless tasks or belittled them: walk slow, walk faster, change this, not that, do it again, no it is not cold, no it is not warm, see I told you so, not this spoon, the other one, you are so slow, Ma, isn’t he slow? Ma said you’re slow! Everybody, all her six brothers, looked down on their plates, ate in silence, because Dangdang talked and talked, rearranged chopsticks, stood up, sat down again, talked trash and spoke for everyone. “How is this possible,” Uncle Zhou shouted. “Is she shabi – stupid? How can she tell me what I like and don’t like – only I know that! And by the way, where‘s my dog? Mantou! MANTOU!…”
So at age 16, it was decided that Dangdang should not be around her siblings, and also not around her cousins and the siblings of the greater family. She could not work, could not attend a normal school, so they gave her to “the Cult”.
The Cult was a branch of their Japanese overlords in Japan, who lived in beautiful symbiosis with the Triad. The Cult, as they could all agree on, breaks everyone. She could tell her lies to the Cult, and the Cult would take care of this. They would make her chant 10 hours a day for our prosperity.
The Triad and the Cult were to use her mental illness in the name of subversion, and indeed arranged for her training in the most exotic places in the world, from Singapore to New York, from Hong Kong to Tokyo.
Dangdang never attended a single school or class in her life, although she thinks she did. She just talked and talked and talked, and overpowered everyone she met, and pushed, patted, domineered men and women alike.
Over the years, she became louder and boundless. The talk time of her victims was now reduced to a mere 2% of any conversation. She farted in meetings, she lectured groups about the Vatican, the Great Lamas, the Lotus Sutra, their mistakes, their shortcomings, about Kuomintang politics, about the Tenno in Japan as if she was in touch with them, and because of her overpowering mental mania, it happened not a few times during gatherings that foreign guests mistook Dangdang for the Leader.
Naturally, she attracted many egotistical men with big wallets, ding-a-ling politicians, red-guard princelings, yakuza bosses and once even a Thai prince, all of whom sent her gifts or set up expenses accounts all over East-Asia.
They knew she verbally abused them – but such treatment by a superior female apparently is what most rich and powerful Asian men find fascinating.
No man can freeze hell, and no sacrifice appeases a psychopath.
She wrecked their egos, humiliated their intelligence, their height, their wallets, their fake careers, their gullible families, spread filthy lies, bossed them around and traumatized all of them and – some of them – she sent to their early graves. And she always, always killed their pets.
Nothing scares Cult leaders more than a female prime zealot. Female prime zealots often take orders too far, castrate men and torment their kids, and although Dangdang was overtly sexual, few thought it wise to make her children – whom she surely would overbear, terrorize and injure.
In a sentence, the top leaders of the Cult, just as the heads of the Triad, were terrified of Guo Dangdang. She seemed… not human.
And when one day, she was 35 years of age and back in Taipei, her family and 1,200 guests gathered to celebrate her brother‘s wedding at the Grand Ballroom, she – not content with not being the center of it all – walked over to the grand piano and started to torture the keys until the doormen had to violently remove her, had her grandfather Guo Bolei to confront her and shake her: “What is this demon in your head? What are those rats in your brain? Who are you?!”
But Dangdang just stared at him, stared into his inferior soul, and cursed her weak father and replied the piano was foreign crap and that her music was world-class excellent. And the great Guo patriarch of the Taiwan branch of the Triad for the first time in his life gauged the Yaoguai – the Great Fiend – in his granddaughter’s eyes – staring right back at him. And the mighty crime boss felt a terrible stroke, violently gasped for air one last time, stretched out and fell dead.
I was just talking the other day with president Jiang Zemin’s secretary… “No you weren’t!” I saw bigger weddings than this… “No you didn’t!” You are so ungrateful, without me you would be nobodies! “But we just paid for EVERYTHING!” Haha, I paid! “You killed him, Dangdang!” I told him to stop cursing. Wait, let me call the best doctor I met in Bali last summer…
Had Dangdang been a male, she would never have risen through the ranks, and so quickly. She would have been stabbed and thrown into the ocean like her disloyal former teacher. But not so Guo females.
There is a clear distinction between a lying crook, a vain narcissist and a psychopath.
The lying crook fabricates or embellishes stories because he plans to outsmart his enemies and win gains. He is fully aware of his lying.
The vain narcissist believes he is a superhuman who perfected the art of lying. He is fully aware he is lying.
The psychopath however is personified lying. She has no insight, no effort, no strategy and no empathy. Plain destructive lying without a motif.
The Triad decided to exile her; she mustn’t stay in Taipei, not in Taiwan…. for the sake of the country, peace and stability. They bought her a 1 million dollar mansion in Tokyo and prayed she would – hopefully – die alone and not nuke everything we‘ve built.
Dangdang was given false job titles and fake work and lines of communications where she spent the last 12 years, 16 hours each day, menacing her poor people over the phone, talking 98% of the time. She still hates pets. She still believes she is traveling the world. She believes she was the best in everything, a very excellent high quality person with connections all over the world, knowing scholars, religious leaders, controlling Taipei, was co-running the Kuomintang, was co-running the Chinese Triad, and that she was the veiled leader of a global Japanese Cult.
The author is a German writer and cultural critic.
“If all the Chinese go to the coast and spit, Japan will drown. “ –BigThink
- The Menticide Manual – Foreword + Start Early
- The Menticide Manual – Quibbling
- The Menticide Manual – Gaslighting
- The Menticide Manual – Ghosting
- The Menticide Manual – Framing
- The Menticide Manual – Inverse Reality
- The Menticide Manual – Stupidiocracy
- The Menticide Manual – Perseveration
- The Menticide Manual – ‘The Second Subjunctive’
- The Menticide Manual – Wokeness [or: Euphoria]
- The Menticide Manual – Red-Pilled
- The Menticide Manual – Astroturfing
- The Menticide Manual – Deceit
- The Menticide Manual – Blackpill
- The Menticide Manual – Promiscuity
- The Menticide Manual – In Medias Res
- The Menticide Manual – Terms of Breeding
- The Menticide Manual – Pay-2-Play
- The Menticide Manual – They Follow
[…] and – hopefully not too many – more horrifying tales of madness and insanity to come.
I find it fascinating that the whole McCarthyism and the “communists in the state dept” attacks were based on officials with the Kai-Sheks in China during WW2 writing accurate reports on their one party, corrupt, authoritarian rule. After the war, it was the Republicans who went on the attack with “Who Lost China?”, and fully supported the corrupt gang that now occupied Taiwan. And of course, only a ‘communists’ could criticize America’s loyal allies in the Kai-Sheks.
Barbara Tuchman was a great writer of history, and “Stillwell and the American Experience in China” is an excellent book on both Chinese history from the fall of the last emperor up through WW2, and also on the wartime experiences of Gen. Stillwell, who had the misfortune to be appointed to the post in China by FDR.
Read this from an old book I have about what occurred at the UN with the Nationalist Chinese?
from Willard Cantelon pgs 116-117
Foundations of the United Nations were laid by the United States, the United Kingdom, and the Soviet Union,
from August 21 to September 28,1944, in the Dumbarton Oaks Conference in Washington. Immediately afterward, the Republic of China became one of the five founding nations, and was given lifetime membership in the Security Council. Her population was larger than 3/4 of the nations who held membership in the UN. Even in Taiwan, she maintained diplomatic relationship with 60 countries of the world. In the field of commerce, she exported over a billion dollars’ worth of merchandise annually, and yet when Albania, with a population half the size of Philadelphia, made a motion that the Republic of China be expelled, the smaller nations rallied to the suggestion in a demonstration of emotionalism and bias that left a permanent blemish on the record of the UN.
Ambassador Bush said on October 25, 1971,
“Never have I seen such hate.”
The late David Lawrence, respected news journalist and editor of the U.S. News & World Report, said,
“Can any nation be safe in an atmosphere of such irresponsible and emotional action?”
The Chinese leaders returned to Taiwan in tears. They carried with them a record free from blot or blemish. Their dues had been paid. Their position had been held with honor. But without a single grievance against them, they were expelled and not even granted the courtesy of being permitted to speak for themselves.
Someone dared to suggest before their departure that perhaps Communist China and Nationalist China could each have a seat.’ The pro-Communist block pounded their desks and shouted down the proposal.
A few days later’ they.were willing to talk about 2 seats being given to both West Germany and Communist China to sit side by side. Stop quote
Strange business and then to read about all of the assassinations of high ranking military and political leaders in Washington see here:
it seems to me that not until everyone had the Atomic Bomb, America would not be left in peace even though she helped win the war in Europe?
As for that lady it would have been good if someone had prayed the prayer of Christ over her and then stand back and see what happens? ie? The movie The Excorsit?
ooopps correction. this sentence should have read “West Germany and Communist East Germany to sit side by side.”
A few days later’ they.were willing to talk about 2 seats being given to both “West Germany and Communist China to sit side by side.”
Thanks for the comment, Gerry. Interestingly, West Germany supported Taiwan’ “re-unification” with the motherland. Once West Germany annexed East Germany in 1991, however, Germany now supports Taiwan’s independence. Insane, right? Human, all-too-human, haha! Once they get what the wanted, they are happy for everyone else to crash and fail. Trust no allied nation. Every nation is own its own.
“it was the Republicans who went on the attack with “Who Lost China?”, and fully supported the corrupt gang that now occupied Taiwan”
Many Thanks! Taiwan became a safe haven for fugitives and traitors. The natives were wiped out in under two generations. So it made sense that this evil horde of thugs and criminals and trained men-of-war could only be ruled with the whip and iron gloves, hence the necessity of dictatorship. The Americans supported authoritarian regimes all over the world, as long as they were useful muppets. This was not a Communist regime, though, but a national socialism regime, so I call the Kuomingtan the Nazi Party, at least back then. 🇹🇼👍
I have no idea what I just read and what the context or game is, but it was utterly compelling and some of the sentences and structure are genius. thank you.
Every generation seems to think that it is the chosen generation, stacking and compounding the mistakes while lying and fleecing the audience.
One day the theater will just blow up in one big coordinated explosion of disbelief in gvt and the depth to which it continues to fool not just the people, but its self.
I’ve often felt the most evil operatives, for all appearances, have a nearly supernatural energy and bottomless well of deceitful angles with which to blindside their opponents. They can conjure a narrative from thin air and have a significant plurality believing it so quickly and solidifying it such that the truth is on the defensive. The magnitude of destruction, injustice, and heartache that is often endured before the sensible can overcome is incalculable.
This riveting tale is of Dangdang following that arc. Yet I can certainly visualize a whole clan of this type vetted into powerful positions, say, in a Super Empires’s state Department. Ahem.
Truth be told, the wild eyed countenance of Victoria Nuland came (rudely) to mind as I read this!
Interesting read. Thank you
Over a decade ago, I got a part-time job as an editor at the Japan Times. At that time they were looking for English teachers from AEON. The JT is American propaganda. Not even British or Europeans have influence in the Japanese news market. I am not an American so I think I am in trouble with many media policies in Japan.
Anyway, most of the content was just syndicated articles from the New York Times, even the weekly columns by David Carr, Nicholas Kristof and Thomas Friedman were copied one-to-one with only minor changes. I found this kind of journalism annoying. This is Japan. The paper was all US foreign policy, the Doug Bandow kind of obnoxious fight-for-freedom-again stuff. Hire your own goddamn analysts, I thought. Never happened. Even my Japanese boss was a Columbia graduate and had worked for Americans.
We never once saw top management, but worked in another complex under Japanese pseudo-management, so basically with the Japanese crew on a local payroll. No exclusive expat package, no free flights or journalistic credentials for membership at the FCCJ (Foreign Correspondents Club of Japan). Bottom line, we were second-rate gaijin, but the pay was good enough to brag about.
Anyway, I remember that the JT could not write about the cult. I mostly edited sensational articles about Korean sex slaves or how China persecutes Christians, and MANY hit pieces on North Korea. It never felt like real journalism to me.
We had crazy articles by an American neo-Nazi who married a Japanese woman to escape stigmatisation but then wrote intense hate articles about Japanese people, how racist they were, how he couldn’t become Japanese, how his children were called half-breeds. Really militant racist stuff, but American management had no problem with him.
Some content was written by Americans and given to Japanese journalists who would paraphrase it in style and we had to spell check their little recreations. You could actually see that Google Translation was used. But I digress. When I got curious about the cult, my Japanese journalist friends told me that it was off topic and simply could not be mentioned.
The same goes on at the Asahi Shimbun, which has a Japanese and an English edition. We are talking about the biggest newspaper in the world by copy sales. And that was all response I got: Talk to the hand!
Nobody in Japan mentions the cult in the media, and the Americans are in on it too. Everyone is intimidated. Once you hear about the cult, you suddenly realise it’s everywhere. And if you approach a Japanese person, they think you are a spy and tell you how wonderful, friendly and helpful the cult is, so different from the 1950s. Only one foreign journalist ever had the courage to mention the cult, and her name was Polly Toynbee.
She was shocked at the hatred and backlash. She didn’t know what she was getting into, and that experience haunts her to this day. The cult has 12 million members. It owns more property than the British monarchy. And its leader is the richest person in Japan, but cannot be mentioned.
The world is a crazy place and the media will lie to you by omission.
Wow, just wow comment. This illustrates the global lying press industry better than anything I’ve read in a long long time. Thank you!
Japanese cult running Taiwan?
Or, running both Japan and Taiwan?
What is the name of the cult?
Great comment! This just in: Taiwan invites U. S. reporters expelled by China.
This is getting so intense. All focus is now on Russian and Ukraine, but the U.S. is simultaneously provoking war between China and Taiwan. I pray for the status quo.
Thanks, Donald. I am also monitoring the “exodus” in Hong Kong. The New York Times and its lumberjacks allegedly moved to Seoul in Korea. Taipei is actually a very unpleasant place. As I said, Taiwan is actually just like China but with massive crime, cults, dirty streets and 2 million stray dogs. Journalists don’t like it. They know Shanghai and Beijing are a thousand times better, haha.
Thank you very much, Shorenstein! I wrote two pieces for the Japan Times, and once they figured that elsewhere I posted pro-China comments, that was the end of that cooperation. Maybe 5 to 6 people, all American, decide what Westerners hear about Japan. Yes, they do tell us what to write. Fantastic comment! Best!
“Small Taiwan experienced what demographers call “an evolutionary bottleneck” – a small gene-pool of unusually reckless and criminal people – now awash in foreign money.”
I am not sure if China actually wants the Taiwanese back, for the reason quoted. The people living there have a criminal history. It is a cesspool of fugitives, traitors, mafia and foreign spies. But the Western media insists that China will invade Taiwan any minute now, just as Russia is supposed to invade Ukraine any minute now. The main question is the same in both situations: What is there to gain? Do we really want to assimilate these people? Or are there other, better ways to actually use these populations to their advantages?
Russia cannot overrun the Ukraine, and does not want to, simply because there are too many Ukrainians living there. Taiwan has just 22 million population, but still three times the size of Hong Kong. Even if Beijing manages to clean up the Chinese Nazis and the Triad in Taipei, most would escape justice and flee to the West. Their wealth is already parked in England, Canada, Australia and America. Is Boris Johnson going to offer 3 million UK passports to Taiwanese, same number he offered to the Cantonese in Hong Kong?
Well, in that case, England turns Chinese. I am not exaggerating. The British have no idea what troubles they are getting themselves into with organized Chinese tribes. The Taiwanese diaspora will cooperate with the Cantonese and quickly dominate whites in Manchester and Birmingham. I don’s see how English natives survive the stress.
This is basically like a game of 4-D chess, playing with foreign populations as pieces. You can afford to hurry a pawn, but you must wisely move the bishops.
The Cult is Sokka Gakai, if I am correct.
Anyway, this is interesting excursion into world of psychopaty. If Dandang had not been born in such a rich family (and female at that), she probably would not have fared well with such behaviour. Most corporate/political psychopats have to at least feign superficial charm and cordiality to get into power positions. At least in the beginning.
And she seems to mostly have been absolute natural disaster almost from infancy onward. For normal people it is extremely difficult to retain composure and mental sanity in vicinity of such “natural phenomena” like Dandang.
Thank you so much! She is real. Just saying. I had high hopes for this chapter – alas, it was quickly buried under the latest dispatch from the war front. This Ukraine crisis drains a lot of energy. Best!
The Nationalists fought against the Japanese in the 30s and forties, the Communists made a deal with Japan and built up their strength during the war. As brutal as the Nationalsts were they were not Nazis, they did not attempt to kill many civilians and never invaded a foreign country
Well, they fought the communists, they were national socialists, they sided with the Japanese even, just to stay in power, and when all was lost, they fled to Taiwan where they wiped out the natives. First form of government that came to their minds was an authoritarian dictatorship. LOL
Tourists are easily fooled. They see “My!”, those “magnificent mountain plantations,” but it is just hundred thousands hectares of hallucinogenic plants, run by the Triad. They see “My!”, those “beautiful Buddhist temples,” but it is just the real estate of the feudal landowner class, while the rest of the people are stacked and stuffed into slums and social high-rises.
This article nails it. Taiwan is a very special security zone, where the rich class all have Japanese tatami rooms, pray to gods with very human features, and get special treatment in Japan and America.
Taiwanese passport is golden ticket. Taiwanese are even called the Jews of East-Asia.
Their money transactions are not scrutinized, similar to transactions in and out Israel. But try to send remittance from mainland China to the West, even just $500. Try it and my God the banks will immediately flag you. Chinese are discrminated in the West. But not Taiwanese. Taiwanese are welcomed with open arms.
When you leave China and travel to the USA, and you did any money transactions, they will stamp your passport with ‘SS’ – Special Security, and you will be taken aside and screened. This is just for legitimization, so you are automatically black-listed, without having done anything wrong at all. It is just you came from mainland China, not Taiwan. In Holland, Taiwanese believe above Chinese. They have their own embassy, even if EU does not recongize Taiwan. It is called Representative Office Taipei in the Netherlands. But there are only like 500 Taiwanese in the Netherlands. So you can imagine the special treatment and consideration they get.
If you have a Taiwanese passport, like my in-laws have, you can even wear lumps of cash in your Gucci back and pass security in flying colors. Taiwanese have three travel documents. A Chinese passport for mainland China, a Taiwanese passport for Japan and America, and a foreign passport like American, Canadian or British or EU. Test it. Ask a Taiwanese person.
The Triad originated in south of China, but now has its homebases in Taibei, Hong Kong and Tokyo. It is just big family clans. No secret. I have been to Taiwan restaurants. See the tattoos. All of Taipei. Even Jackie Chan made a movie. He plays an immigrant-turns-leader of the Tokio Triad versus the Yakuza. Look it up. Great movie!
Thank you, Jonas! As a neighbor of Shinjuku district in Tokyo, I had to watch that Jackie Chan movie, called The Shinjuku Incident. First role in which he is not kungfu fighting and first time he has a sex scene. Yes, that was the Chinese Triad in that movie. Best!
I began with this article and found myself deep into the rest.
The deeper I got, the sicker I felt.
Still I will continue in fascination and the author’s ability to hit the nail on the head.
‘The Menticide Manual’ Brilliant.
Thanks for posting