US citizen- Multiple human rights violations in Taiwan

Above pictures are some of my art and my Taiwanese students and my kids before 蔡英文 killed them.

The first time I came to Taiwan with my soon to be Taiwanese wife that I met in America, I was so filled with love for her and what I thought was this amazing and magical place, Taiwan. I had been all over the world, and seen many places, but this place, Taiwan, was quite different.

The first thing I noticed were the students all scampering around. They were all in uniforms, running around getting to their next class, so many books as they struggle to carry them all, sweating profusely like I was. It was summer 2008, and the American ship was listing badly from the financial crisis. It just might be time for a change for me to an entirely different country. A place I was getting truly bewitched with, Taiwan.

It was like a new frontier to me. The food was similar to Chinese cuisine, and it was everywhere. Like an open carnival atmosphere. The parks were fantastic. It was modern and quite vibrant.

I started to feel this strange, paternal feeling rushing over me. I had never even thought if having children in America. It was difficult growing up in America for me. My father died when I was 6, and my mother struggled with alcohol for years. We had to literally bite, scratch, fight and steal everything to survive. Crime was literally everywhere, and I remember quite well fighting my way just to go to school. At that time I didn't like that feeling of being so poor, and it greatly upsets me now that I have that feeling in me once again, only it's with nothing now and a strong feeling an entire country is trying to break me, wear me out, leave me without medicine and make me quit my fight.

After asking her father, a full Chinese military man, permission to marry, we were married and on our way. My son came shortly after, and I realized I had to do nothing great anymore the first time I saw him, he was the greatest thing I had ever seen or done. It was not long before my daughter arrived, and I don't think I have ever loved something so much. She definitely had my heart completely.

Things were going smoothly, but I started to notice my Taiwanese national wife wanted to control just about everything. I had brought over a large sum of money having sold my house in America, as well as my savings, and when I first came over the first thing she said when she knew I had a large sum of money was "you cannot have a bank account here, and you must put it in mine". I was very much in love and trusted her, so I gave her all $600,000.00 US in the checks I had. I get pretty stupid when I am in love, and when I am not I make no mistakes. This was the first major mistake I made. I also bought a brand new Mazda to make sure my son and daughter were safe when we drove them around. That was $35,000.00 US as well. Also she told me I cannot have a car in my name as well. I didn't like that I was losing the control over my personal finances completely, but I was in love and had my babies, Connor and Ulee.

About 7 years later, I started to notice bruising on my children. A lot of bruising and scratch marks, red marks and generally alarming things on both my children. My Taiwanese wife just shrugged it off and said it was just from school, with the kids romping around. I let it go for awhile until a lot of their friends started to come over and they had no bruising or marks on them whatsoever. I confronted my wife about it, and she shrugged it off. That weekend we were at her mothers house in Taiping, and I generally reminded everyone that I am the father, and I will do any punishment to Connor and Ulee, and nobody is to touch them. I would learn later that whatever I said as a father was meaningless to not only my wife but almost her entire family. My wife and her family would turn out to be the most brutal and sadistic family I had ever knew.I had married into this nightmare.

For years I wondered why my wife and her family would be able to beat mercessely and condition my 2 children to hate their father. What would possess anyone to make them try and make someone hate their own father? I figured it out. My wife's father did not show her or her sisters and 1 brother, much less his wife, much affection or attention, but for some reason he loved me very much. I guess its because I told him I never really had a father, and he wanted a son just like me. His blood son, Fruzen, was not much of an anything. A lazy, unintelligent and quite jealous son who probably hated me from the beginning. The rest of the family as well as my wife hated me for sure. Just because their father loved me and I love him. That was the foundation to destroy my children. It was all they needed, this vicious and evil family.

To be continued...