Caught in the Act of Comparative Analysis

  History was possible thanks to newly forming supporting actors. History can be briefly defined as at, we'd better acknowledge that each event has its own ups and downs. Some of them were hailed collection of events of by gone. Before we treat the history as a mass of things of past as the cornerstone of change but rest of them was ignored as worthless.

  Here comes my ostentatious victim of the day. The victims were the symbol of the early 1990s, and still incisive, responsive but sadly persecuted, depressed recently. Even the status of those who lived in the 18th century was not so wrongfully understood. However humble they might be, they were worth-a-little. They have done the entire manual, laborious jobs but they were r-e-c-o-g-n-i-z-e-d, recognized. The status of the victims are certainly undervalued and treated as such. Natural that I raise my voice.

  Surprisingly the offender is a girl. (I'm very careful with the word a lady.) She is one of great person, but over-indulged in her own works and neglecting the common duty, therefore devaluating the weaker sex. Last week I was generous enough to insist that females are not so evasive as we, male, imagined. They are just old in body, I mean, physically weak. But I'm sorry to withdraw those generous comments in just 2 days. How can I mildly express my disappointment and get clean the dirty white board of my campus life? Do I need to completely forget the early memory in the university, leaving just the later parts of it, so taking it for granted? Do I need a full GI party, sweeping, mopping and waxing all those stuffs? Or, do I need a Prozac or a psychologist? I doubt all of them.

  I'm an open-minded enough to put it into consideration that she is stepping up the last floor in the campus. So do the victims. All of them are drifting in the high sea, with no hands of help in sight. And moreover, the victims are making a free fall in a highway to hell. (Sorry, she, at least, has a goal.) The victims have been burning their bodies to death, so it is you who need to put it off.

  In general, seniors are more experienced, more tortured, but less recognized. But don't you think that it is about the time to praise their achievements and dissolve their frozen hearts? The victims gotta be renamed as seniors. The seniors are not the objects of contemplation, abhorrence or reprobation. They are the objects of repose, dimension and entity. And the junior turned offender should be treated as the once-infantile, onetime-guilty and ever-equivalent subject. By comparison, comparisons have always had a reputation for their destructive effects rather than constructive ones. People are easily downed by the heedless comparisons, like he was better than that guy was. And the merits of comparisons can be found elsewhere, whether it's in the restaurant, in workstation or even in the toilet. But we were so careless that we've been ignoring the deadly side effects. So let us stop the act of comparative analysis.

  Let me ask you this, do I need to move the goal posts for you? Am I evil?