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Mao Zedong and Zhou Shuren

2008/1/2 19:58:17

This ID is rather devoted—even with 419, I play the toy until it's completely wrecked before letting go. Since this ID has recently been repeatedly pumping and dumping this junk stock called Zhou Shuren in a blood-draining operation, the final move is naturally to squeeze this duck down the road to delisting.

There's a very strange claim that lumps Zhou Shuren and Mao Zedong together for discussion. In fact, what connection do these two have? Not a duck's fart of one. From Traitor Zhou's perspective, before he went to meet his Japanese ancestors, he wouldn't have had much awareness of Mao Zedong either, since at that time Mao had not yet truly sat in the number-one chair. Zhou's understanding of Mao would have been limited to general news-level indoctrination.

As for Mao's side—what kind of figure was Grandpa Mao? A true master who saw through the political game. The number of famous figures who died at his hands is too many to count. A political imbecile like Traitor Zhou—how could he possibly catch Grandpa Mao's eye?

So why did Grandpa Mao ultimately choose to use Zhou to bamboozle those fool intellectuals? Because Grandpa Mao had the ability to take a gilded Buddha and play with it like a straw, and to take a straw and play it into a gilded Buddha. Under Grandpa Mao's manipulation, this rotten grass Traitor Zhou became a phantom weapon for subjugating those intellectual dung-bags.

With Grandpa Mao's political wisdom, he naturally understood the principle of abandoning the raft once you reach the shore—let alone a piece of rotten grass like Traitor Zhou. Those rabbit spawn descended from Traitor Zhou, with their grass-eating intellect, actually think Grandpa Mao was gilding Traitor Zhou. What an absolute joke in the annals of political history.

You rabbit spawn of Traitor Zhou—stop trying to associate your traitor pig-bristles with Grandpa Mao. Spare yourselves from continuing to be a laughingstock.

Grandpa Mao—the most brilliant and divinely martial political master since the beginning of time. Traitor Zhou isn't even fit to be the mud beneath his feet. You rabbit spawn of Traitor Zhou—let your traitor pig-bristles enjoy themselves nicely in the Tongue-Ripping Hell. Stop coming out to embarrass yourselves.