KommieKat
Mao's Pet Cat

This one place I lived at during my long stay in Japan had lots of cats in our area.
I had no idea where they were all coming from and it did look like they were all abandoned.
I guess the reason why they kept visiting my residence was because I would leave food out for them.

And then one day walks in Tiger. He was a teenager, scruffy, weak and sickly looking. He had a nice coat of orange but dirty and nasty looking. He could hardly move. I usually don't get too involved with these animals because I cannot afford them nor can I take them all in. Besides, I already had one cat as my full time pet.

Well, Tiger was not given that name at the time. I had no idea how long he'd be around.
He was so sick, I decided to take him to the vet for a check up.
The doctor said that he had a bad case of diarhea and was close to death.
He gave me a diet and how to proceed, but it would not be easy. Maybe even hopeless.
I returned home with the cat and tried my best for the next couple of days.
Things were not getting better. In fact, they were getting worse.

A few days later, I carried this cat back to the vet and find out what was happening to him.
On the way there, I constantly talked to him, giving him positive feed back, keeping myself as
optimistic as I could get myself. I even decided to give him the name Tiger at that time.
Tigers are strong and this little Tiger was going to be strong because he was going to pull through this.
I was going to get him cured and healthy and provide him a vibrant life with a loving home.
"Tiger. Hang in there. We're are almost there." "Be strong! You're a Tiger! Fight! You're a survivor."

Finally arrived at the vets some 20 minutes later. He was looking weaker and weaker.
Never give a name unless you intend to keep it. Once you name it, you've already taken it into your

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There is a phenomenon here in Hong Kong which I would like to label: Dymanic Laziness.

I shall define Dynamic Laziness as the following:
The use of explosive effort in return for a small payoff.

This is not the usual couch potato spud slobbering TV zombie that comes to mind but the laziness from a comfortable life style that the cities infrastructure has created from a zeal to make life more simple.

To say the least, the Metro system is great. Too great in fact that passengers refuse to use the stairs after disembarking and opt for the linear sardine can commonly know as "an escalator".

The dynamic laziness refuses to walk a simple 15 to 20 minutes that it takes from one station to the next or even more lazier than this; take a taxi.

Another observable characteristic of the dynamic laziness is one in which there is an explosion of manic effort to get through the door that is slowly closing back in its rightful resting place to avoid using any superhuman energy or effort of ones arm to open it anew.

If you have noticed this or any other examples for your local, please feel free to add them here.