Suicidal Women “No Name Woman” is part of Hong Kingston (yellow Chinese) that emigrated to USA during the Chinese Communist Revolution, 1949.
That was the year, my grandfather, Polish Russian general died, autobiographically speaking. I’m assuming that is when Jews began to weasel their back into China, since Chinese massacred them and drove them out centuries if not millenniums ago.
I was listening and studying my “Great Courses” CD’s and teacher spoke of this story and “beginning” sentences as I wrote yesterday. Here’s the story from Wiki, from yellow female author Maxine Hong Kingston. If you don’t get to read it, it’s about a yellow woman in China that was perhaps raped, impregnated and then commit suicide for herself and the baby that resulted. The teacher used this for an example for it was “sooo shocking” and what a way to start a memoir.
Well, if you check my other website, the secret one, kkkaraoke.wordpress.com, I’m sure you will find I had the same experience.
I’d been suffering from sadness, not depression. I was sad, brokenhearted about having to live daily with my parent’s arguments, both Polish American slaves for Jews. It turned into just Mama beating Daddy. Once, when I was little, autobiographically speaking, Mama and Daddy were both fighting, I mean fist fights and kicking each other. Daddy kicked Mama in stomach and she was pregnant with baby and aborted one of my sisters or brothers. After that, I’m sure the police were called and threatened Daddy that if he ever beat Mama again he’d be in prison. So that explains why it turned into “Mama beating Daddy” but Daddy just taking it with weeping, running and sobs. I can identify with “saving the White man,” for I guess my whole life was trying to “Save Daddy” so Mama wouldn’t beat him to death. It was why I went to church daily at St. Mary Magdalene’s to where they thought I would be next saint of the Catholic Church as Rev. Peter Paul Witmanski once said on pulpit. I’m not saint, but Daddy’s boss, Fr. Baker, of Lackawanna, might be the USA’s first male saint in 400 year history. There are female saints.
My proper response to this is “sadness” but joy, or smiles or comedy as Jews led us to believe terrorizing and killing off the White man in a trillion different ways and we White woman should laugh about it or even marry them or give them free sex or be their secretary for lower wages. Gives Jews financial and sexual advantage over their White competition knowing for example when a Jew and White Gentile face each other in court example, the Jew has a hidden grin knowing he has already used a white woman for a sewer that a.m. for his sperm and is paying her less than what the market would bear.
I told you it was excruciating pain living as slaves for Jews, and this agony would drive me to some suicidal attempts. I’m healed now, but I don’t take my life for granted. I guess that is why I work hard at “Staying Alive” as Bee Gees sing.
Autobiographically speaking, I once found myself in relationship with an alcoholic. Handsome as could be, but suffering from addiction, as it seems some of our best white men are singled out for being handsome and end up as homosexuals who will never have children for their good looking genes, addicts, intentionally brought down in USA for the Drug Lords know if they get those white boys, the rest of the kids will follow, since Jews taught thru TV to rebel against White Parents and follow peers, or Jew that is cool, like Jew Fonz on Happy Days that gets all the girls. Also, wars for Polish Jews of Israel and world, will consume almost all the rest for our White men.
I thought I was pregnant. I had an extreme fear of pregnancy, for even when I was younger I was told “You should never have been born. We’re too poor and there are too many of us.” No one told that to blacks or browns when I was growing up, just us.
Had Daddy had job in union, Steel Mills, we wouldn’t have been poor as many other Christian families, South Chicago. But Daddy worked for greedy Jews, aimed at replacing and destroying their White “competition.” It is how they got to be “Jewish Supremacists.”
When I thought I was pregnant with alcohol’s baby, I could only think that since I wasn’t wanted for we were too poor, and since I was emotionally and physically damaged, how could I make an unborn baby suffer. If I had an enemy, the worse thing I could wish them was to grow up as me. And perhaps someday the Jewess will have to suffer as I did to know what pain and agony I write from.
To ease my emotional pain, my sister gave me some of her pills from her psychiatrist. I mixed them with some drinking, and for the second time attempted suicide. I awoke, but no one cared. It was then I went to get help and went to confession, where the priest began to counsel me. He felt he was falling in love with me, so he sent me to state hospital for care. Just think, perhaps if only “White” Catholic priests could marry to ward off White extinction, he and I may have married.
But circumstances drove me to the Jew doctor at the hospital, who clearly knew of my suicidal attempt and why, for the thought of unwed pregnancy, and since I was unwanted, (too poor) I could not bear. So when Dr. Jaimie Rejtman, raped me 5 months later while I was on his pills, and ejaculated in me, you can see his monstrosity appear, and his “good doctor’s mask” removed. He knew it was the reason why I attempted suicide not just for me but for a baby I thought I was carrying. You can see how hard my mind was having dealing with this. Ask black Michelle Obama, or rich black Orpah Mother goddess of White women, if “they”had it that bad growing up poor or did they “hoodwink” and “deliberately sabotage White women with Jewish entrepreneurial Supremacist skills. As you can see in this video, it was crushing. What if I was pregnant with the Jewish doctor’s baby. Were not white tax $$ paying for him at state hospital for him and his Jewish family? And to rape an agonizing White patient is a crime that is beyond comprehension…. and my only saving grace… was when I finally read 40 years later in books on White Hitler’s Germany who fought against Jewish Russian Communism which annihilated White’s by the hundreds of millions and annihilated or Deicided “God.” Jews had to kill our God so that we could worship them, especially the dumb Polak Jews of Israel. (Most Polish are Christian and White.)
It’s odd but my youtube station was “birdbath7” but after I posted this someone put in many youtubes of ‘birdbath’s so that mine is no longer first. But youtube is also Jewish owned.
Here’s story that was used as “shocking” example in “Great Course” CD teaching on creative writing. Again, it isn’t something that I just read or study, it was nearly theend of my own life, as well as I thought the baby I might have been carrying!
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Part 1: Mother’s Narration
In the first part of this chapter, the narrator of The Woman Warrior (Maxine Hong Kingston) is recounting how her mother once told her the story of the No-Name Woman. The chapter essentially opens as a vignette told from the mother’s point of view.
“You must not tell anyone,” my mother said, “what I am about to tell you. In China your father had a sister who killed herself.”[2]
After this opening line, the narration continues in the mother’s voice. She tells the story of the No Name Woman, her husband’s deceased sister. In 1924 China, with her husband already emigrated to the United States, No Name Woman became impregnated through participating in an adulterous relationship. The rural villagers violently rampaged the family house in disapproval of the deed. No Name Woman ultimately gave birth in a pigsty and drowned both herself and the newborn child in a well.
Part 2: Kingston’s Interpretation
The middle portion of this chapter is Kingston’s retelling of the No Name Woman Story. Kingston uses her own experiences with Chinese tradition and culture to substantiate alternate “versions” of the tale. For instance, she questions No Name Woman’s agency in her own pregnancy. She first proposes that No Name Woman must have been raped, since “Women in the old China did not choose.”[3] When she later tries to imagine a more sexually liberated No Name Woman, her own experiences interject:
Imagining her free with sex doesn’t fit, though. I don’t know any women like that, or men either. Unless I see her life branching into mine, she gives me no ancestral help. [4]
Kingston finally settles on a version of the story in which No Name Woman is portrayed as someone who embraces her feminine sexuality to quietly attract a lover. She contrasts from the other Chinese villagers who “efface their sexual color and present plain miens.”[5] She also differs from Kingston, who prefers being “sisterly, dignified, and honorable” to any expression of attractiveness.[6] In the end, the villagers’ raid is interpreted as a reaction to the break in community equilibrium caused by No Name Woman’s efforts to be attractive and therefore individualistic.
Part 3: What the Story Ultimately Means to Kingston
At the end of “No Name Woman”, Kingston reflects on the importance of her mother’s story. She concludes that the real lesson is not how No Name Woman died; rather, why she was forgotten:
The real punishment was not the raid swiftly inflicted by the villagers, but the family’s deliberately forgetting her. [7]
Kingston goes on to suggest that the act of writing out her mother’s talk-story serves as an act of remembrance to No Name Woman. A sympathetic reception of this story, however, is complicated by Chinese tradition, which will forever banish the No Name Woman to her well.
White Tigers
Part 1: The Story of Fa Mu Lan- Training
In the first part of “White Tigers,” Kingston recounts her mother’s talk-story of Fa Mu Lan, a woman warrior who took her father’s place in battle.
“[My mother] said I would grow up a wife and a slave, but she taught me the song of the warrior woman, Fa Mu Lan. I would have to grow up a warrior woman.” [8]
Kingston tells the story in the first-person perspective, essentially morphing into Fa Mu Lan. She follows a bird up “around and around the tallest mountain, climbing ever upward” [8] until she reaches the home of an old couple. They feed her and give her shelter, and in the morning the old woman asks her, “Do you think you can bear to stay with us for fifteen years? We can train you to become a warrior.” [9] After this offer, she begins the first of her training: mimicking animals and scavenging for food. In her seventh year (age 14), the old couple leads her “blindfolded to the mountains of the white tigers.” [10] Here, she is left barehanded and fasts for days.