<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515952872174326226</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:42:26.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me and my life... Apart.</title><subtitle type='html'>Made for leisure, updates only occasionally.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>:Powtown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06457203533921977524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yd8eJsPafa8/SLqfPWskjQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ceqGx4r8veI/S220/J.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515952872174326226.post-8191858971922716391</id><published>2009-07-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:06:56.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Equality in Inequality. RE: Reversal of gender roles in 'The Martyrdom of Helena Rodrigues, Side. George'</title><content type='html'>Although Helena is now a middle-aged woman and a mother therefore supposedly more condoning to any mistreatments she receives, Helena still had her manipulative ways with the conscience of others.&lt;br /&gt;When it came to George, Helena was in need of his care constantly and needed his attention for any task that would seem too arduous for a frail, gentle and seemingly selfless woman like her. It prompted him to try to stay by her side as much as possible and shield her from the possible mishaps she might suffer in his absence.&lt;br /&gt;George becomes guilt-ridden when it comes to leaving his mother, Helena, and carries that heavy emotional burden whereverhe goes, be it work, school or leisure activities.&lt;br /&gt;It has been show that George did give thoughts to rebelling against Helena, or rather, hoped to achieve a state of freedom. But once again, Helena's selflessness manages to curb his need for it and he puts himself in charge of making life easier for his mother.&lt;br /&gt;George could be said to be psychologically altered by the way Helena brought him up. Being nurtured since a tender age to the maturation of a man, Helena has affected him and possibly blocked any rogue intentions he might had to achieve independence of his mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3515952872174326226-8191858971922716391?l=josetanshenhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/feeds/8191858971922716391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515952872174326226&amp;postID=8191858971922716391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/8191858971922716391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/8191858971922716391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/2009/07/equality-in-inequality-re-reversal-of_08.html' title='Equality in Inequality. RE: Reversal of gender roles in &apos;The Martyrdom of Helena Rodrigues, Side. George&apos;'/><author><name>:Powtown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06457203533921977524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yd8eJsPafa8/SLqfPWskjQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ceqGx4r8veI/S220/J.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515952872174326226.post-2509843228217150311</id><published>2009-07-08T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:54:25.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Equality in Inequality. RE: Reversal of gender roles in 'The Martyrdom of Helena Rodrigues, Side. Aloysius'</title><content type='html'>Helena's appearance would most likely be the styreotypical way to portray a tradition-bound, gentle and submissive woman. While her outer appearance makes her seem exactly the character you would expect her to be, she behaves otherwisely when it comes to the treatment she receives as wife of Aloysius.&lt;br /&gt;Promptly after the marriage between Aloysius and Helena and the unprepared visiting of the persona, Aloysius was assaulted by waves of guilt-inducing experiences and by what one would consider deprivation of personal space. One would lose most, if not all mental support and delve into the state of a malleable mind susceptible to any sort of suggestions or give in to any intimidation. This meant that Aloysius was no longer the leader of the household as one would consider him to be.&lt;br /&gt;Why so? Helena had emotionally blackmailed Aloysius through continuous, subtle yet harsh methods such as repeatingly serving three portions of of a meal till it was understood that he should have informed her of any guest arriving before bringing them back. It could be said that she had carved deep in his mind, the consequences of any wrongdoings he commited, such that he would dare not offend her in any way in the future. Helena becomes the one to set the rules and regulations in the household and that robs Aloysius of any standing ground in it.&lt;br /&gt;Following that, any privacy he could find escape in is stolen away through constant monitoring of his schedule and who he shares company with. In my opinion, this annihilates the possibility wherein he achieves freedom from her manipulation and would constantly strengthen her hold on him as he becomes a soulless puppet living according to her wishes. Now, the male counterpart, Aloysius, is the one, to this relationship, that has to conform to the needs of the society or in this case, Helena's.&lt;br /&gt;A massive mental breakdown was inevitable with this amount of pressure. This was proven by the fatal sickness that arose from the stress and tension accumulating in the dominatrix reign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3515952872174326226-2509843228217150311?l=josetanshenhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/feeds/2509843228217150311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515952872174326226&amp;postID=2509843228217150311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/2509843228217150311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/2509843228217150311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/2009/07/equality-in-inequality-re-reversal-of.html' title='Equality in Inequality. RE: Reversal of gender roles in &apos;The Martyrdom of Helena Rodrigues, Side. Aloysius&apos;'/><author><name>:Powtown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06457203533921977524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yd8eJsPafa8/SLqfPWskjQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ceqGx4r8veI/S220/J.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515952872174326226.post-1622484269660218057</id><published>2008-08-31T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:21:45.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats happened? Nothing, life as usual which is never usual...</title><content type='html'>I look back to all that I have done, did I accomplish anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all ,life has been depressing, what I could be missing from start till now?&lt;br /&gt;My ...how confused I have become, maniacal laughter rings from inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I was blind from the beginning what I desired?&lt;br /&gt;Of course not, others have led me to where I tread first...&lt;br /&gt;Not that I had much control but this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;From other's point of view, I seem diminished.&lt;br /&gt;Undoing every effort myself tried in vain for completion.&lt;br /&gt;Such a joke I cannot endure, pitying myself is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all my nonsense, the darkness will end as I wish.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fool by my sudden enlightenment, i am just gazing upon the light, inferno, eternal, internal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3515952872174326226-1622484269660218057?l=josetanshenhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/feeds/1622484269660218057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515952872174326226&amp;postID=1622484269660218057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/1622484269660218057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/1622484269660218057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-happened-nothing-life-as-usual.html' title='Whats happened? Nothing, life as usual which is never usual...'/><author><name>:Powtown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06457203533921977524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yd8eJsPafa8/SLqfPWskjQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ceqGx4r8veI/S220/J.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515952872174326226.post-5953161507398839057</id><published>2008-08-31T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:02:58.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Life, as I see it...it stares back at me...Who?</title><content type='html'>Identity, fickle as any.&lt;br /&gt;Does it separate or group you with many?&lt;br /&gt;Everything, is it personality, is it memories?&lt;br /&gt;Not just complex but uncanny.&lt;br /&gt;To all who might read this~a question so naive,&lt;br /&gt;Is it not true you are who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, just whom you really are!?&lt;br /&gt;Your Truly, you ask this only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3515952872174326226-5953161507398839057?l=josetanshenhao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/feeds/5953161507398839057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515952872174326226&amp;postID=5953161507398839057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/5953161507398839057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515952872174326226/posts/default/5953161507398839057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josetanshenhao.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-life-as-i-see-itit-stares-back.html' title='School Life, as I see it...it stares back at me...Who?'/><author><name>:Powtown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06457203533921977524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yd8eJsPafa8/SLqfPWskjQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ceqGx4r8veI/S220/J.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
