First Hand Report – China during the Wuhan coronavirus (COVID-19) outbreak. Pictures and narrative.

The pictures and narrative took place in the time period from say 10FEB20 to 18FEB20. This was during the height or the peak of the “Wuhan Coronavirus COVID-19” event. The Chinese government treated this event as a biological attack, and the entire nation and military went into DEFCON ONE. I, as an expat, had to make a “visa run”. It was scheduled months before, and the deadline was rapidly approaching, so I left my apartment and ventured outside to experience the world around me.

Visa Run

But first, we need to explain what a “visa run” is.

A visa run is a short trip over an international border designed to reset the visa in the originating country of the trip. Many countries which have visa-free travel or grant visas on arrival have a set amount of time that you can be in the country. 

-What is a visa run?

Most nations are not like the United States, where you enter and you are not monitored or have to check in with the police or anything like that. I live in China, and I have to make periodic checks to both the Chinese customs, and the police stations to keep them aware of what I am doing and what I am up to.

My time for a visa run was fast approaching, so I made a visa run to Macao via the HK-China-Macao bridge. It was easy for me to do. The bridge is right in front of my house. So I took the bus, and one stop later, I was at Customs and Immigration.

Life during the coronavirus (COVID-19) outbreak

Well, the life is… boring.

Everyone stays inside of their house. They have food and groceries delivered, and watch a heck of a lot of movies. It’s terribly boring. Imagine being cooped up in your house.

And that goes double for the dog.

He doesn’t understand. He’s just sitting there crossing his legs and whimpering. He keeps looking at the door, and pleading with his eyes. But, nope. Sorry dog. You can bring in an unwelcome “visitor” very easily as you vacuum up every scent you can detect.

So, anyways…

I geared up and ventured forth outside of our place.

Gearing up

Well, the first thing is really simple. Aside my my clothes, I made sure that I wore an outside windbreaker that I could wash in the washing machine when I arrived home, and had a bottle of disinfectant to spray my clothes and shoes when I got back into the house.

Of course, I wore a mask and latex disposable gloves.

All set to go to the Customs office and renew my visa.
All set to go to the Customs office and renew my visa.

Some people wear a hat and then wash it with the clothes upon returning. But I figured that I would just wash my clothes upon arrival and take a full shower. Which I did.

Getting the Bus

Since I live so close to the HK-Macao-Zhuhai bridge, I just went to the bus stop and took a bus. It’s an easy ride, and almost all buses (with the exception of #99) goes to the main station near the Customs office.

That center is a massive mall / customs / transportation hub about the size of an airport. This was my first time visiting it, and while I had seen it from the outside for years, I had never ventured inside the complex.

Bus stop near my house. Takes you straight to the Customs / Immigration center complex.
Bus stop near my house. Takes you straight to the Customs / Immigration center complex.

There wasn’t too many people out and about. Firstly because I left at nine in the morning. But, of course, the big and real reason is simply because everyone is staying inside their homes, and not venturing out unless it is an absolute emergency.

View from the bus stop. You can see Macao across the bay. The buildings to the right are in downtown Zhuhai, known as the Gongbei district. The buildings to the left are the apartments, and casinos of Macao. At night they are really rather pretty and the lights of the "Sands" is clearly visible.
View from the bus stop. You can see Macao across the bay. The buildings to the right are in downtown Zhuhai, known as the Gongbei district. The buildings to the left are the apartments, and casinos of Macao. At night they are really rather pretty and the lights of the “Sands” is clearly visible.

Here’s another view from the bus station. I like to call this road “Billionaires road” because the houses are all expensive, and large. Most people don’t need a five bedroom apartment with four bathrooms, and three rooms for maid’s quarters.

Bus station facing the apartments for the well-heeled.
Bus station facing the apartments for the well-heeled.

Here’s another view of Macao. Mostly Zhuhai has excellent weather. This day trip was no exception, with temperatures in the low 70’s and sunny. There were a few people out. One or two jogging with face masks on…

The cleaning workers who attended to the trashcans, the sweeping of the sidewalks and the tending of the bushes. All of whom wore masks, gloves and protective attire. They were also busy disinfecting everything multiple times.

China does not have a Welfare Program like the United States has. 

If you want a hand-out you need to beg for it. The government will give you "Jack Shit". However, they will offer you work. Anyone who is willing to work can get a job, a small paycheck, a roof over their heads in a small barracks and three meals a day.

The work that is provided is most the janitorial and gardening type, of which you can see in the early mornings.
Another view of Macao.
Another view of Macao.

At the Customs

Now I am not permitted to take pictures and photos inside the Customs complex, but let me tell you that it is enormous. It is, like many of the Chinese public works; new, clean, modern, and well maintained.

It is built and designed to be the transportation hub for the Zhuhai – HK – Macao nexus and it’s size belays that fact. It is part customs complex, part mall, and part airport / bus and ferry center. It’s enormous, and I was a little taken aback by the size and scope of it.

Now, do not get the wrong impression.

The regular customs office in Gongbei is also enormous. And it is full of people and much used. But I figured that I would take a spin at this new complex for two reasons…

  • One, it’s next door to where I live.
  • Two, the bus to Gongbei (#99) is not available due to the COVID-19 out-break.

So after getting lost and finding my way, I made it into the complex and it was empty!

You see, the buses from HK to Macao has stopped because of this Coronavirus event. That that represents the bulk of the passenger traffic to the customs complex.

So of the thirty entry stations, only one was open, and there were only four people in front of me. Amazing!

Inside of the Macao-HK-Zhuhai customs complex.
Inside of the Macao-HK-Zhuhai customs complex.

Things went well.

People were nice and polite as they always are. They don’t growl at you like the American customs officers in Chicago do. Nor will they pull you aside for “special screening”. They asked me what I intended to do in Macao and I told them that I was just making a visa run. They said “Oh, ok”, and let me go on my merry way.

The layout was very convenient.

The Macao customs officer was sitting right next to the Chinese customs officer. You took two steps and were processed immediately.

They didn’t have the customs robots that I was used to working with. But it really didn’t matter to me. That novelty wore off a year or so ago. I was just happy to talk to a real person. Though they did do a bio-metric scan of my face and left palm print. Which is pretty normal.

The only thing out of the ordinary were the four health check stations that I had to go through.

  • Leave China.
  • Enter Macao.
  • Leave Macao.
  • Enter China.

But these weren’t really a hassle. I just filled out a form and got my temperature measured at my forehead, my wrist and scanned by thermal body imaging.

Leaving the Complex and back into China.

Because of the coronavirus (COVID-19) almost all of the stores, the shops and the restaurants were all closed. It was just like being in a large airport early in the morning before anything opened up. It was quiet and spacious and lonely. The only things moving about were the cleaning ladies, the observation drones, and the mobile police robots.

The police robots were just these big white Segway robot thingys. They were going up and down the boulevards and hallways announcing the situation and imploring people to be extra clean, not to touch surfaces and if you feel ill to report that to an attendant immediately.

Leaving the customs complex. It was all quiet and deserted as all foot and pedestrian traffic was on hold during the emergency.
Leaving the customs complex. It was all quiet and deserted as all foot and pedestrian traffic was on hold during the emergency.

Arrival Home

All in all, the entire event took under an hour. This is perhaps a world record! Sometimes it would take me a full half a day to complete the customs system. You might get behind a tour bus and have to spend hours waiting in line. But today the event was smooth and easy.

I hopped on the bus and a few minutes later I was back home.

Leaving the bus station and heading back to the house. I took this picture crossing the street from the bus station, and you can see the enormous HK-Macao-Zhuhai bridge in the background.
Leaving the bus station and heading back to the house. I took this picture crossing the street from the bus station, and you can see the enormous HK-Macao-Zhuhai bridge in the background.

Of course, there are these big red banners telling everyone to be extra careful. To stay inside. To avoid other people and if sick tell the authorities. It warns about intentionally spreading the virus, and speaks of being a unified nation fighting the virus emergency together.

Warning banner on one of the fences. These banners are everywhere.
Warning banner on one of the fences. These banners are everywhere.

Eventually I was able to enter my complex. I passed the complex guards who opened up the gate for me, took my temperature and registered my time in their login clipboard and police APP on the phone.

Of course, my apartment complex consists of various buildings and each building requires an electronic FOB or pass-code to unlock the doors. On the doors are the government notices about the emergency and a quick QR code to immediately contact the police for help and assistance.

Front door to my building.
Front door to my building. Note the coronavirus notice proudly displayed on the doors.

Registering with Police

But wait!

I’m not done.

You see, I still must tell the police that I exited China, and returned. I do this for every visa run. So I needed to take a hop over to the local police office and register into my database.

Grab a bus to the police station.
Grab a bus to the police station. So I went to the bus station and grabbed a bus. The police station is only a few stops away, and so I grabbed a bus and rode it to the nearby police station.

There’s only a few people on the bus.

When the bus arrived, a second employee came down and measured my forehead temperature. He made sure that I wore a mask. If I did not wear a mask, I would not be permitted onto the bus.

I also wore latex gloves. About half of the people wore gloves. Most were those very flimsy PE gloves that you use when you are eating messy foods like sloppy joes, or fried chicken. But I, have a supply of gloves, from some of my chemical businesses. So I am well equipped in that arena.

About three years ago, all the buses in Zhuhai were replaced with electric buses. They have been running without problem now for these last three years. They are really quiet and if you are not careful, they will sneak up on you and you might miss you bus.

I know, it’s happened to me more than once.

They normally play music, soft Chinese music either Chinese pop or Chinese traditional music, but the buses were quiet. No audio on any of the buses, and the few people on the buses were quiet. They all sat apart from each other and were afraid to touch anything.

Quiet bus ride, with quiet passengers. Riding on a quiet street. Most people were either inside, working remotely to their offices, or getting things fired up int he factories. Very few restaurants were open.
Quiet bus ride, with quiet passengers. Riding on a quiet street. Most people were either inside, working remotely to their offices, or getting things fired up int he factories. Very few restaurants were open.

The television on the buses normally shows videos related to public safety and local news. Here the videos were all about the safety of Chinese citizens and steps that you must take to survive this emergency, and to contribute and participate in the health and well-being of the country.

Public announcement on the bus video monitors.
Public announcement on the bus video monitors.

Arrival at the police station wasn’t a big deal. They were getting back from their lunch break and lunch nap. One officer came over and updated my records. I’m in the system, so he just updated the information and I was free to go. Maybe took me two minutes.

Then I went and walked a little bit. To stretch my legs and maybe grab a bite. I heard that both McDonalds and KFC remained open through this emergency, and I wanted to see if I could get myself a burger, fries and a coffee.

I could have taken a bike, they are everywhere. But I just felt like walking.

Walking down the street in Zhuhai.
Walking down the street in Zhuhai.

Maybe the reports were wrong.

I did see some food delivery bicyclists riding about and delivering food. This was (yellow) Kangaroo, and (blue) Er-Le-Ma.

I didn’t see much going on.

Some decontamination trucks were spraying the roads and saturating the trees. These trucks were white. Not the military camouflage that you would expect. The Chinese, I guess, only feel the need to paint military vehicles in olive green colors if they will be used in battle-zones. For urban and civilian environments they tend to be either white or black.

It’s a cultural thing I guess.

View down the street. Some cars are out and about, but mostly things are awfully quiet.
View down the street. Some cars are out and about, but mostly things are awfully quiet.

Back to the house a second time

Well, nothing is going on. So I just took another bus and went home. Everyone is inside and factories are just opening up. Most of my factories are at about 60% staffing, and it’s a slow slog. Things won’t be back to normal until March.

Meanwhile we are still taking orders.

Some of our Australian and New Zealand clients want us to source alternative suppliers out of China, and we have. They are about 40% more expensive, take about 25% longer to make and have an unverified quality history.

The rest of the clients (those in Europe and Africa) are still placing healthy orders with us. In fact the orders out of Europe are on the increase. Especially for Germany and England.

Anyways, I got off the bus and started the walk home from the bus station.

Front of a nearby apartment complex.
Front of a nearby apartment complex.

But the signs are there, and very few critters are moving about. I did see a feral tabby cat. She just looked at me with my mask on my face. I guess that I must have looked strange to her.

I said hello, and went on my merry way. She then got up and slaundered in the opposite direction.

Another red banner.
Another red banner.

Conclusion

This is just a narrative of my one trip outside my apartment during this biological weapons attack on China in January / February 2020. You don’t have to believe me that it is a biological weapons event. You can watch CNN and FOX and listen to what they say. But the Chinese government is treating it as a biological weapons event and that is all that matters.

Was the 2020 Wuhan Coronavirus an engineered biological attack on China by America for geopolitical advantage?
It does seem farfetched, doesn't it? That the United States will risk World War III, using nuclear weapons, by launching a coronavirus inside China during the 2020 Chinese New Year celebrations? But that is exactly the scenario that I fear has occurred. Here we discuss this horror. If this is the actual case, and it is actually intentionally engineered and used against China, it means that the USA is flirting with global nuclear annihilation. This is nothing that should be treated lightly.

SHTF is real, and preppers take note.

The reality, however, is not anything like you would expect. Its not a scene out of the “Walking Dead”, or some scene from “12 monkeys”. It’s something entirely different.

Anyways, this is what the REAL DEAL is like. It’s not the narrative that you might see in the American media. Whether it is FOX, CNN, or Alex Jones.

You all, be safe. Be happy and be healthy. Best Regards.


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A message for non-native English speakers to this blog. (And you’se guys too!)

Summary: Life is too short to hide away in your basement eating potato chips and drinking king-size Cokes. You really do need to get yourself a pretty girl, start eating steaks, and drinking some fine delicious alcohol. I'll tell you what!

I have noted that a significant number of the negative comments on this blog come from non-native speakers of English. Their comments and responses are always about a “trigger phrase” that upsets them. They get angry at the phrase, and hurriedly type off an angry response to me.

A response that I do not print.

When I say…

"America is blowing up mud huts in third-world shit holes..."

I mean…

"America is wasting, time, money, and lives on things it has no business being involved in."

Jeeze!

Come on! Give me a break, why don't you. I really don't need some of the nonsense that spews forth from some of ya.
Come on! Give me a break, why don’t you. I really don’t need some of the nonsense that spews forth from some of ya.

Yet, even the most childish responses and comments, I do ponder about. And in so thinking, I wonder what is going on. Some of the responses are predictable

  • Radical progressive Marxist.
  • Flag-waving hard-boiled Pro-America cannon-fodder (in their 20’s).
  • University professor type.
  • Joe Smo with a beer in one hand and pork rinds in the other.
  • A 11 year old child alone at home.
  • The basement troll who lives for making life miserable for others.
  • A “know nothing”, know-it-all.

Well, this post here is for a different kind of person. It is one who I turned off by my use of the English language, and the way that I speak.

Hey! Bud! You'se got a problem with the way I express myself?
Hey! Bud! You’se got a problem with the way I express myself?

I well remember when my boss ordered me to change my signature. And being the beta chuck I was, I obeyed.

Never again.

Now I live my life on my own terms. If you cannot handle it, you can leave.

It is particularly true for those of you whom watched my video(s). I come across as energetic, impassioned, and convinced. I am not what people would assume an “enlightened”, or “knowledgeable”, or otherwise “well bred” person would look like, sound like, or act like.

I played those roles. I lived that life.

It sucked.

So now I’m just having fun.

I do not act like the stereotype of what I am supposed to be. That's fine. Maybe I'm here to break some of those "glass barriers" of nonsense created to corral the ignorant. Eh?
I do not act like the stereotype of what I am supposed to be. That’s fine. Maybe I’m here to break some of those “glass barriers” of nonsense created to corral the ignorant. Eh?

You follow your own path.

You know, like Donald Trump, David Lee Roth, Pauly Shore, or Rodney Dangerfield.

Be unique.

Be you.

Pauly Shore and "Encino Man".
Pauly Shore and “Encino Man”.

Well, I don’t wear white robes or a wreath of clusters of gold coated olive leaves. I don’t have a halo. I have no red “bat phone” to God. I am a human, and I act like a human.

Deal with it.

I just wanna munch.
I just wanna munch.

Some Notes

I find that many people are repelled by my use of American idioms.

They take them literally.

Mainly because the language is foreign to them, or that they use machine translation that does not convey American idioms very well.

Do not take the literal meaning of an idiom. It is a terrible mistake.

For instance, well imagine the confusion that would insure if you used direct machine translation for the following idioms…

  • Shit a brick.
  • Piece of cake
  • Behind the Eight Ball
  • Scoot over.
  • Ballpark.
  • Put lipstick on a pig.
  • Bought the Farm
  • Knock on wood.
  • Break a leg.
  • Jump on the Bandwagon
  • Break a bill.

It’s going to confuse the living shit out of people.

Who doesn’t want to get laid?

Here’s some of the idioms that I use (that some people are in an uproar over) and what they mean.

[1] Blowing up mud huts

The idea behind this idiom is that America is using weapons, very expensive weapons, to do things that are just simply not necessary. As well as being used for things that they are not designed for.

John Bolton, he is a neocon. He is the type of American that loves war. He wants to rule the world. He thinks that anyone outside of America are lowly animals, and can be killed or done with however he feels. He is ignorant, arrogant and dangerous. And today, he has power within Washington DC.
John Bolton, he is a neocon. He is the type of American that loves war. He wants to rule the world. He thinks that anyone outside of America are lowly animals, and can be killed or done with however he feels. He is ignorant, arrogant and dangerous. And today, he has power within Washington DC.

Here, the US military will fire a $30,000,000 missile at at low-value target. Like a car parked under a fig tree, a pile of bricks, and (my favorite) a cabbage patch.

What’s their malfunction?

They hate gardens, back yards, and farm animals?

American wars for the last 70 years have been proxy adventures.

The missile is designed to shoot down other high-value targets. It has expensive electronics, expensive stealth systems, and expensive counter measures. It is tested against simulations of the most advanced Russian and Chinese weapons systems. It is tested under simulated EMC and nuclear conditions. It is tested to be used under all extremes of weather from the hottest climate to the arctic winter.

But…

But it is being used to blow up and destroy something that it was not designed for.

It is like buying a very expensive steak, at the most expensive restaurant in the city. Then taking it and throwing it on the street for the village dogs to eat.

It’s a waste of resources, and a true shame.

Hellfire Missile. Often used by drones in the Middle East.
The budget for the purchase of the Hellfire Missiles, and what the money could be spent on instead...

 5,950 Hellfire Missiles – Housing & Smart TVs for 19,807 People
 
 $654,500,000 – $248,558,282 = $405,941,718
 $405,941,718 – Replacing 10,000 Lead Pipes in Flint
 $405,941,718 – $216,000,000 = $189,941,718
 $189,941,718 ÷ Average Monthly Grocery Expenses
 $189,941,718 ÷ $214.75 = 884,478.3 

When I use this idiom, I mean that the military should NOT be shooting these weapons unless it is in a defensive role to defend the citizens of the United States, on United States soil.

And they most certainly should not be shooting it at average families living in rural, undeveloped areas.

Donald Trump with a presidential national Security Advisor John Bolton. This neocon wants to use nuclear weapons against any threat; real or imagined against the United States.
Donald Trump with a presidential national Security Advisor John Bolton. This neocon wants to use nuclear weapons against any threat; real or imagined against the United States.

We should call all the troops home. Stop killing strangers, and concentrate on things that really matters.

Like friends, family, good food and high times!

What, you don’t want to have fun?

Listen up! Pay attention!

This is how it’s done…

Party on, Earl.

[2] Third World Shit Hole

This is an American idiom that generally means a (crappy) poorer nation. It is used by most Americans negatively, but that is NOT how I use it.

When I use it, I mean it to be a small nation, minding their own business…

…and that America has no business being there at all.

It may or may not be corrupt (though, no other nation could approach the level of corruption that the USA has), and it may or may not have depreciated infrastructure. (Though many places in the USA would easily fit this description. Like Detroit for instance.)

War, war, war. Most Americans never heard of these places that America is involved in. After all, America is fighting eight simultaneous wars right now. Most Americans can't even name all the wars, let alone point to them on a map.
War, war, war. Most Americans never heard of these places that America is involved in. After all, America is fighting eight simultaneous wars right now. Most Americans can’t even name all the wars, let alone point to them on a map.

In my mind, the term “third world shithole” means;

  • Small nation.
  • Far away nation.
  • Poorer nation.
  • A nation turned into rubble by the US Military / CIA / NED / NID. (Most of the smaller nations.)
  • A nation turned corrupt by the CIA and “pro democracy” regime change apparatus.

Conclusion

If you rely on computer, machine, or google translation services, they will fail you. They will give you an incorrect translation of this blog. Be advised, and take care.

Fun Fact:

The word " Covfefe " (the word that Donald Trump tweeted) is an Arabic word. It means "I will stand up". Google deleted this reference in their translation software, and the engineer responsible for the deletion of that entry came forth and described why he was told to delete it.

The internet is all about how stupid and silly Donald Trump is by misspelling an English word, when the truth is something very different.

Do not rely on internet software.

Being friends is much better than killing each other.

In my mind, there are many, many “third-world shit-holes” that I would be very happy living in. Seriously, like…

  • Bolivia
  • Chile
  • Zambia (Been there.)
  • Algeria
  • Cambodia (Been there.)
  • Indonesia (Been there.)
  • Burma

For me, I see these “far away” lands as refreshing alternatives to the nightmare that the United States has devolved into.

Refreshing. Live your life on your own terms.

The people live their lives easily, casually and spend time with friends, family and have fun. They do not worry about reporting their earnings to their governments, walking down the street, or driving too fast. They do not worry about drinking, smoking, or fishing. They do not worry about what their leaders are doing.

They are off living their own lives.

In my mind, many blown up mud huts” should still be untouched and standing. Not a smoldering crater in the dirt.

We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me....
We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me….

Life is far too short to waste it on war, death and destruction. That is my official take on these matters. I hope that you all agree with me.

Life is too short to waste on war.

We all should be enjoying ourselves. Singing, dancing, spending time with loved ones. Eating good and delicious food. Drinking the beverages that we enjoy and playing games and getting involved in activities that matter to us.

We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me....
We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me….

We should be spending time with pets, smelling nature, and honoring our God… no matter what you call him. Or how you worship or praise him.

Have fun.

Two girls are better than one…

… if you are up to the challenge.

We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me....
We should all be spending the time enjoying ourselves. Why not? Please tell me why not. Please tell me….

We need to spend more time in appreciation of the good blessings that we have been entrusted with (by our God), and less time dealing with the evil machinations of others in power.

And yes. Whether you have someone cooking for you, or you are skilled and talented enough to make your own food, it does not matter. Cook some delicious food! And… EAT IT!

What’s stopping you?

I hope that I clarified some things here. Most people will shake their head and say WTF?

All Americans understand what those two idioms mean…

… though they might not understand why I am so aggressive in promoting enjoyment.

Don’t take things so gosh darn personally.

I mean that there should not be any kind of war or fighting. That we should spend the time helping others and improving the human species, not trying to fight each other so that some rich people get richer. I mean the top top 1% of the humans already have enough money to buy Jupiter, so what's their malfunction? Eh?
I mean that there should not be any kind of war or fighting. That we should spend the time helping others and improving the human species, not trying to fight each other so that some rich people get richer. I mean the top top 1% of the humans already have enough money to buy Jupiter, so what’s their malfunction? Eh?

True, but about 25% of my audience lies outside of America.

Bet ya all didn’t know that!

And misunderstandings do occur. I do hope that this can clear some issues up.

Let me be your guide.

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