Comrades: Fathers are the foundations of strong families. Families are the foundations are strong societies. Destroy the father, destroy the family, destroy society.
Becoming a father changed my life for the better in every way. I am blessed to be Baby Yulia’s dad. She inspired me to start this samizdat. I speak out against tyranny to protect her and teach her generation about the madness of this era. Freedom runs in our bloodline. I am grateful to have an amazing father in Yuri Sr. who took a stand against the CCP and immigrated to America. Baby Yulia is sweet natured, but flashes a mischievous smile anytime she is told “no” and keeps testing boundaries. My grandparents helped raise me and Yulia is lucky to spend quality time with all four of her grandparents. And of course mothers like Mrs. B are goddesses.
From our family to yours, Happy Father’s Day! Thank you for all your support.
Pray for this brave father, who is battling the Biden regime’s gender Gestapo as he expects the arrival of his first child:
For the newer readers, here are my previous posts and podcasts about Father’s Day:
Struggle Session: A podcast with my father about his experiences growing up during the Chinese Cultural Revolution
How To Celebrate Father's Day - PODCAST with BaD Dad (35 min)
This is the long-term effect of demoralization:
Obviously, we all owe our lives to our fathers and I'm happy to report that I owe my wonderful life to my wonderful father. Though I owe as much and perhaps even more to my mother, my pop taught me to tie knots, and to sail, then to drive, and ride bicycles and motorcycles, how to change a flat tire and change oil, how to revere women, all by the time I was twelve years old. He's an old farm boy who dreamed of sailing around the world, which explains much. At 18, he took an oath and shipped off to Korea to fight the communists. He continued his war on communists with five tours of duty in Viet Nam to, as he told me then, "help preserve the ancient culture of Viet Nam so that the children & grandchildren of his best friends (who were all ARVN) would know their ancestors". At the end, he helped many escape and still stays in touch with those who made it out and have gone on to thrive in America and France. Then, he turned to fighting Islamic jihad beginning with Khomeini's revolution and after defeating Saddam in Kuwait, turned his attention to helping raise the grandbabies. Farmer, warrior, husband, father, grandfather, soon to be great-grandfather. He turned 88 years old last month, married to my mother for 64 years, and though nearly deaf and half-blind, he still engages with world events and the people around him every day, almost as if it is a duty, though he understands that it is truly his privilege. He's a quiet man, quick to laugh, carries a certain dignity, grace, and humility that can only be earned by being in the center of chaos and witness to great sorrow, enjoys spicey and simple food (SE Asian cuisine is his favorite, but he and Mom always have a pot of beans ready at any time, just in case). He still loves to garden... currently, Bonsai. Though born a Great Depression Southern Baptist, he is by nature, a disciple of Buddha. He is also a big fan of yours, Yuri.
Happy Fathers Day to all!
Thank you for your great courage, clarity, charity, commitment, and sacrifice!
Happy Father’s Day!