My friend is humming with energy and happiness this morning as she came into Starbucks for her “venti shaken ice coffee with nine pumps of Classic and 75% coffee and 25% cream.”
Decked out in a silk blouse, leather skirt, and simple classic pumps sans her work accoutrements, she did not linger for conversations nor settle in for the usual meet.
Perhaps tomorrow.
Having already penned many posts for this blog, I hesitate to publish them, dreading they might inadvertently derail my friend’s court hearings in the days ahead. A firm believer in the saying, “First do no harm,” [that is attributed to Thomas Inman as recently as 1860 and not as part of the Hippocratic Oath as widely believed], I am going to bide my time in releasing my writing and the documentations supporting my arguments.
In the meantime, as I work my way through her journal about her experience, I will quote from her diary, and then follow with my own opinion, if need be.
…
More than a year after removing myself from the situation did I realized that the “marriage” I was in was a fake relationship. One that looked like a relationship on the surface—we spend a lot of time together, we had met each other’s loved ones, and other people refer to us as a “couple.” But appearances aside, I was not having a real relationship—one based on love and characterized by harmony. …
… My marriage was nothing more than a temporary bridge to this psychopath’s green card, work authorization, an ambitious climb up the federal and academic job ladders, and eventual citizenship in the United States—a fake relationship masquerading as a real relationship.
Instead of love, harmony, support and understanding, it was characterized by:
a. The same patterns of the same issues and same arguments again and again that seemed unable to be resolved permanently or successfully.
b. That back-of-the-mind feeling of unsafe or misunderstood, as if I had to shut down a part of myself. A relationship cannot be real if you constantly feel like your significant other just does not get you, and that you are not free to say exactly what is on your mind.
c. Power struggles in proving or disproving someone is right. I did not care to play the role of the victim or the perpetrator, nor was I vying to be one. Does it even matter who is right and who is wrong? I did not care who wins, only that we resolve the issue once and for all so we can move forward together. Looking back, I know now that that was never going to happen.
d. Real relationships are hard work but when you are consistently feeling drained with your significant other, watch out and heed that warning sign! Especially if you are a person like me who invests a lot in being a responsible person. Sure, everything takes effort, but are you not supposed to feel happy and at ease with each other when making an effort on their behalf?
...
Finally, I am able to see my “blind spots” that doomed me to keep pedaling the cycle of pain and struggle.
Finally, I am able to move forward in creating that joyful, loving and connected relationship we all deserve. … The truth can set you free—you just have to live through the pain first before you can breathe freely.
Here’s to initiating the things I know will make me feel complete, whole, and in the driver’s seat of my life.
I second that, wholeheartedly!
Stay tune, and until next post,
We dream | We believe | And we will succeed
About this blog
Excepting this introduction and what are—and will be—posted after March 2015, this blog mirrored a now out-of-commission blog, http://ya-chang-lin.blogspot.com, which was taken down on October 21, 2013 by its author Phandeluys Truong.
The author's original contents and supporting documents were captured by multiple means from the above-mentioned blog while it was alive and active. There may have been a glitch here and there that prevented me from downloading the complete blog as it had existed. Thus, readers familiar with the original blog may find a few missing posts and/or comments. Those postings that I was able to grab and preserve in their entirety are reposted here under my name, however, all rights remain that of the original author.
This series of posts documents the fraudulent, sometimes criminal, and frequent unethical/immoral activities of Ya-Chang Robert Lin, a Taiwanese native of mainland Chinese parentage, who defrauded a naturalized US citizen, Phandeluys Truong, into a marriage that had been his shield against USCIS for his intentional violations of immigration law:
as a nonimmigrant F-1 student, he had willfully operated an international students recruiting business without prior work authorization from the then United States Immigration and Naturalization Service;
as President of said business, he had knowingly helped both mainland Chinese and Taiwanese students to evade military drafts in their countries by facilitating their applications to study in the US and abroad;
as President of said business, he had knowingly helped both mainland Chinese and Taiwanese students looking to enter the United States with the intention of gaining permanent US resident status under the pretense of studying;
as President of said business, he had purposely evaded paying taxes on the commissions received from it and failed to report the earned income to the IRS by having the payments wired back to Taiwan to his mother Chang Hsueh;
he had applied for reinstatement of his F-1 or student status and a change of status, while knowingly withheld the preceding facts on his own applications for permanent resident and citizenship in the United States.
And those are just the tip of the iceberg. Ya-Chang Robert Lin had been employed at AAFES or The Exchange headquarter in Dallas, Texas as an information technology auditor, where he managed to steal—by downloading to CDs that he kept in his personal possession while abiding for time and opportunities to "do business" in Taiwan and/or China—thousands of his colleagues’ Social Security numbers and personnel files while working on one of its HR projects. The HR data on one of these projects became the basis for an academic paper, speaking proposal for ISACA, and a consulting business he was "collaborating with " [more like conning other people into developing and fronting for him].
Ya-Chang Robert Lin is a reprobate with a seared conscience. Lacking normal capacity for empathy, remorse, and reciprocation of good will, he is addicted to lying, cheating, and stealing for the pure pleasures derived from being able to get away with it. Because he is such a good liar—so charming and well versed in manipulation techniques and acting skills—it is hard to distinguish him from reprobates.
Ya-Chang Robert Lin was able to dupe some of the smart people in federal government, higher education, and information technology auditing and security. Among his legacy: A son who refused any connection with him and wished that he were dead.
Decked out in a silk blouse, leather skirt, and simple classic pumps sans her work accoutrements, she did not linger for conversations nor settle in for the usual meet.
Perhaps tomorrow.
Having already penned many posts for this blog, I hesitate to publish them, dreading they might inadvertently derail my friend’s court hearings in the days ahead. A firm believer in the saying, “First do no harm,” [that is attributed to Thomas Inman as recently as 1860 and not as part of the Hippocratic Oath as widely believed], I am going to bide my time in releasing my writing and the documentations supporting my arguments.
In the meantime, as I work my way through her journal about her experience, I will quote from her diary, and then follow with my own opinion, if need be.
…
More than a year after removing myself from the situation did I realized that the “marriage” I was in was a fake relationship. One that looked like a relationship on the surface—we spend a lot of time together, we had met each other’s loved ones, and other people refer to us as a “couple.” But appearances aside, I was not having a real relationship—one based on love and characterized by harmony. …
… My marriage was nothing more than a temporary bridge to this psychopath’s green card, work authorization, an ambitious climb up the federal and academic job ladders, and eventual citizenship in the United States—a fake relationship masquerading as a real relationship.
Instead of love, harmony, support and understanding, it was characterized by:
a. The same patterns of the same issues and same arguments again and again that seemed unable to be resolved permanently or successfully.
b. That back-of-the-mind feeling of unsafe or misunderstood, as if I had to shut down a part of myself. A relationship cannot be real if you constantly feel like your significant other just does not get you, and that you are not free to say exactly what is on your mind.
c. Power struggles in proving or disproving someone is right. I did not care to play the role of the victim or the perpetrator, nor was I vying to be one. Does it even matter who is right and who is wrong? I did not care who wins, only that we resolve the issue once and for all so we can move forward together. Looking back, I know now that that was never going to happen.
d. Real relationships are hard work but when you are consistently feeling drained with your significant other, watch out and heed that warning sign! Especially if you are a person like me who invests a lot in being a responsible person. Sure, everything takes effort, but are you not supposed to feel happy and at ease with each other when making an effort on their behalf?
...
Finally, I am able to see my “blind spots” that doomed me to keep pedaling the cycle of pain and struggle.
Finally, I am able to move forward in creating that joyful, loving and connected relationship we all deserve. … The truth can set you free—you just have to live through the pain first before you can breathe freely.
Here’s to initiating the things I know will make me feel complete, whole, and in the driver’s seat of my life.
I second that, wholeheartedly!
Stay tune, and until next post,
We dream | We believe | And we will succeed
About this blog
Excepting this introduction and what are—and will be—posted after March 2015, this blog mirrored a now out-of-commission blog, http://ya-chang-lin.blogspot.com, which was taken down on October 21, 2013 by its author Phandeluys Truong.
The author's original contents and supporting documents were captured by multiple means from the above-mentioned blog while it was alive and active. There may have been a glitch here and there that prevented me from downloading the complete blog as it had existed. Thus, readers familiar with the original blog may find a few missing posts and/or comments. Those postings that I was able to grab and preserve in their entirety are reposted here under my name, however, all rights remain that of the original author.
This series of posts documents the fraudulent, sometimes criminal, and frequent unethical/immoral activities of Ya-Chang Robert Lin, a Taiwanese native of mainland Chinese parentage, who defrauded a naturalized US citizen, Phandeluys Truong, into a marriage that had been his shield against USCIS for his intentional violations of immigration law:
as a nonimmigrant F-1 student, he had willfully operated an international students recruiting business without prior work authorization from the then United States Immigration and Naturalization Service;
as President of said business, he had knowingly helped both mainland Chinese and Taiwanese students to evade military drafts in their countries by facilitating their applications to study in the US and abroad;
as President of said business, he had knowingly helped both mainland Chinese and Taiwanese students looking to enter the United States with the intention of gaining permanent US resident status under the pretense of studying;
as President of said business, he had purposely evaded paying taxes on the commissions received from it and failed to report the earned income to the IRS by having the payments wired back to Taiwan to his mother Chang Hsueh;
he had applied for reinstatement of his F-1 or student status and a change of status, while knowingly withheld the preceding facts on his own applications for permanent resident and citizenship in the United States.
And those are just the tip of the iceberg. Ya-Chang Robert Lin had been employed at AAFES or The Exchange headquarter in Dallas, Texas as an information technology auditor, where he managed to steal—by downloading to CDs that he kept in his personal possession while abiding for time and opportunities to "do business" in Taiwan and/or China—thousands of his colleagues’ Social Security numbers and personnel files while working on one of its HR projects. The HR data on one of these projects became the basis for an academic paper, speaking proposal for ISACA, and a consulting business he was "collaborating with " [more like conning other people into developing and fronting for him].
Ya-Chang Robert Lin is a reprobate with a seared conscience. Lacking normal capacity for empathy, remorse, and reciprocation of good will, he is addicted to lying, cheating, and stealing for the pure pleasures derived from being able to get away with it. Because he is such a good liar—so charming and well versed in manipulation techniques and acting skills—it is hard to distinguish him from reprobates.
Ya-Chang Robert Lin was able to dupe some of the smart people in federal government, higher education, and information technology auditing and security. Among his legacy: A son who refused any connection with him and wished that he were dead.
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