Fake relationship masquerading as marriage

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.

Results of the accidental crowdsourcing of the translation of psychopath Ya-Chang Robert Lin's original birth certificate

I was reading through some of the court transcripts of the trial and am amazed at how much lies there were coming out of psychopath Ya-Chang Robert Lin’s mouth. 

I am already aware how he disses this country’s immigration laws by lying on his applications for student visa, green card, and citizenship [see that post here] but to unashamedly lie while under oath and on the stand, well, I should have anticipated that. It is not too far a leap to jump from fudging on applications to USCIS to lying under oath in the District Court of Denton County. 

I will delve into some of those lies in the coming posts. But for now, I wanted to let readers and subscribers know that I have received your personal translations of this habitual Taiwanese liar and psychopath’s birth certificate, along with the certified copy I had had translated from a company that USCIS itself uses. 

Its posting on this blog will have to be delayed, pending my friend’s hearing, however, I can assure you that your translations are not too far off the mark, and that we are justified in labeling this cover-up poseur a liar and a psychopath.  

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.

A quick post revised

Seems that my friend was served this morning to appear in court for a hearing on a Motion for Enforcement. 

She does not look too worry or anxious, though, as she reads her Shakespeare while sipping her coffee. That’s a good sign. 

I had been meaning to complete that other post before, but became hesitant after journeying deeper into Phandeluys’ diary. Without muting her voice, though, I am going to spill the guts of that other post below. 

I am reading through Phandeluys' digital stack of documents, which had been retrieved from the hard drives and laptop she had discarded and among which included her legal pleadings; the length of this digital mound would make War and Peace short reading. 

Now, I truly understand why she insisted on annulling her marriage after 15+ years. 

I would, too, had my heart, hope, dream, and family been exploited and maimed by a spinner who makes up lies faster than anyone can question him, accompany by total absence of anxiety, fear, worry and guilt where there otherwise would be, and the fundamental concepts of honesty and kindness. 

In her digital diary, Phandeluys wrote that love is a basic human right and an individual choice—choices based on our values, beliefs, and perceptions of where a selected one may take us—and that marriage is a business in which we invest our lives. 

In normal circumstances, choices are difficult because at times, we cannot collect all the data, analyze the options, and reach a sound conclusion resulting in a decision that we will have to live with. But what if the choices we made were the result of spreading misinformation and defensive maneuvering—including playing dumb, stalling, bluffing and misrepresenting—meant to deceive us and to drag the people we love into violating the laws? Is the choice we made then still the choice we must live with? Should we not be allowed to right the wrong? 

That’s the question she was struggling with, and a question am pondering. 

I am experiencing what she must have felt, and I have been terribly offended.  

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.

Meet Chinese-Taiwanese conman and fraudster Ya-Chang Robert Lin of AAFES or The Exchange | Will the real one please stand up!

Bet you can't ace this multiple-choice question:

Who, who, who is Ya-Chang Robert Lin or Robert Ya-Chang Lin or Robert Lin or YC Lin? 

a. A Taiwanese native born to Taiwanese parents who were born in Taiwan. 

b. A Taiwanese native born to mainland Chinese parents who were born in the Szechuan Province of China. 

c. A Taiwanese native born to a Taiwan-born father who worked as a laborer and a Taiwan-born mother who worked as a school teacher. 

d. A Taiwanese native born to a Communist Chinese father who worked as an engineer and a Communist Chinese mother who worked as school teacher before they immigrated to Taiwan to work as a laborer and a school teacher. 

e. None of the above. 

f. Answer is dependent on what and who Ya-Chang Robert Lin or Robert Ya-Chang Lin or Robert Lin or YC Lin needs to become and for which purpose at any moment in time. 

Are you confused? So am I, thank you very much. 

Would his original birth certificate help us to clarify who he is versus who he claims to be?

Well, it is not of much help to those of us lacking fluency in Chinese. But there is the certified translation of the original certificate that we can preview. 

Alas, there are two of those: 

The first certified translation is by Loanwords Translation Service in Kaohsiung, Taiwan on December 28, 1995, which stated that both his father and mother’s native place was in Wan Hsien, Szu Chuan, Province of China. The former’s occupation was listed as labor; the latter’s, teacher. Their address was in Kaohsiung City, Taiwan at the time of Ya-Chang Robert Lin’s birth. Keep in mind that this is the birth certificate that Ya-Chang Robert Lin submitted as part of his immigration applications, first for F-1 student visa to enter the United States to study back around 1995; second, for US permanent resident, around 1998 then again around 2004 through 2006; and third, for US citizenship in mid-2013. 

It is also the one Ya-Chang Robert Lin claimed, while under oath and on the stand during the trial, to have not recognized. Conveniently enough for Ya-Chang Robert Lin and his legal team, this original certificate "went missing" after it was introduced into evidence by Phandeluys. In her digital diary, the majority of which I was able to retrieve, my friend wrote in detail about how every members of the court tried in vain to find this missing piece of evidence while Ya-Chang Robert Lin "alone sat in his chair smiling, looking as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened." 

The second certified translation is by Ya-rong Zhou of Sino-U.S. Translating & Notarizing Co. in Plano, Texas on July 21, 2014, stated that both his father and mother’s native place was in Tainan County, Taiwan. The former’s occupation was listed as engineer; the latter’s teacher. Their address was in Kaohsiung City, Taiwan at the time of Ya-Chang Robert Lin’s birth. Notice the date on which this certified copy was produced—July 21, 2014, around the date of the original jury trial for my friend’s annulment suit. Thus, I am inclined to think that this “certified” certificate—by a Licensed Court Translator nonetheless, must have been produced solely to pull the wool over the eyes of the court and the jury.

 
When I first read about this in Phandeluys’ legal documents and her digital diary among the text I had retrieved from her cast-off drives and laptop, my first question had been whose idea was it to have another certified copy of the original Chinese birth certificate translated with data that was obviously doctored? The psychopath himself or his cadre of cheating attorneys. But then I realized that was a wasted thought—both are of the same breed, otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to stomach each others' company, much less collaborate on the psychopath’s defense, not only against my friend, but the immigration services, too. 

Though this Ya-rong Zhou may be a licensed translator—I could not verify his status on the Texas Association of Judiciary Interpreters & Translators website or any credible sites—like all “experts," pay them enough and they will testify to your version of the truth; this Chinese translator is no exception. I wonder how deep Ya-Chang Robert Lin had to dig into his pocketbook in order for this Chinese translator to “mistranslate” his birth data to suit his legal purpose. 

Out of curiosity, I am asking all my Chinese friends to give me their translation of this psychopath’s original Chinese birth certificate. Furthermore, I am having his original birth certificate translated by a company that the United States Citizenship and Immigration Services or USCIS uses for all of its translation needs. The result will be posted here for your comparison. 

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 thousands of his colleagues’ Social Security numbers and personnel files while working on one of its HR projects. 

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.

Psychopathic father, as seen and interpreted through a teen's eye

Here is a letter [it opens in another window as a PDF file] that was written by my friend’s 16-year old son, who refused any and all familial connection with the psychopath whose DNA he shares. 

The letter is addressed to “The Jerk who goes by the name of Ya-Chang Robert Lin or Robert Ya-Chang Lin."

Thanks, S., for the file. 

The content of the letter is copied and pasted below for the reader’s convenience. 

To: The Jerk who goes by the name of Ya-Chang Robert Lin or Robert Ya-Chang Lin

I know my mother will disapprove some of the thoughts and emotions expressed in this letter; however, I think it is time that she is made aware of how deeply my hatred and disgust toward you and your kind goes. Due to my indifference and reluctance to talk about you and yours—I see no reason why I should expend time, energy, and other precious resources thinking and talking about people who are complete strangers to me—I have mistakenly gave her the impression that I care about you and want to renew my relationship with you and your kind. Nothing can be further from the truth.What I want is a complete severance of all ties to you and yours. Thus, I am carbon copying this letter to my mother so she may finally understand and accept—once and for all—just exactly how much you and yours mean to me: Nothing.

Given the abusive history from you to me and what I had learned about you, your family, and its perversions—via your talks with me versus the lies you shamelessly told in court, I would rather be placed in a foster home than be forced to stay with you and/or your relatives for any length of time. You may have gotten away with physically laying your hands on me in the past—in my mother’s absence that provided the necessary intervention to protect me against your so-called Asian discipline of child—but try coming near me, hitting, kicking, shoving, pushing, and throwing things against me and I promise you I will not back down nor walk away per my mother’s advice, and instead will strike out against you until you feel and understand what it is to be beaten by someone of stronger physicality than you. And unlike you, I almost always follow through on the promises I make—the way my mother and her family taught me to.

For me to sit in court and hear your lies—part of me wished I had your playacting and deceiving skills; my mother would have won the suit against you had she learned how to pretend and lie as well as you and those cheating lawyers you hire. Yet, a big part of me (and I am convinced this side of me comes from my mother and her side of the family) felt an overwhelming disgust at such connivance. You are a coward backed by bullies and brutes that call themselves lawyers, and I cannot stand to be in the same space with you or to even look at you—being in your vicinity sickens me, physically and emotionally. The world would be a cleaner place without you and the animals who raised you.

I do not know if the majority of Taiwanese and Chinese are like you but given your constant verbal claim of being among the top 10 per cent of your people in terms of your family background, moral character, and accomplishments, I have to wonder about the animal race you came from. It frightens me to be surrounded by people like you—the range of deluded self-aggrandizement and lies that you engage in to trick and manipulate other honest and decent people into believing in order to advance your selfish goals and ambitions. All without any remorse for the pains you and your kind cause.

I used to be able to reference an animal when thinking and talking about you and your people; a chameleon came to my mind, but that is grossly unfair to it: chameleons are strangely beautiful in their own way; you and your kind are unspeakably ugly in every ways. The truth is, I think even an animal is better than you and your kind; at least, an animal is true to itself. You and your kind are like this shapeless and shiftless thing that borrows characters from everything and anything, so long as whatever you borrow and don allows you to pull blinders over people’s eyes and use them to your advantage. You and those like you—not surprisingly, the majority of those inside the Taiwanese and Chinese community that I was unlucky enough to have encountered and witnessed—are a cancer spreading the disease of immoral corruptions. You all need to go back to where you come from to breed, traffic and live in disease among yourselves.

Fact is, I do not care about you—never had and never will. If it was not for my mother, I would have never given you a chance: to try spending time with you, to try talking with you, to try learning your interests while showing you mine. I knew all my effort would be for nil and tried telling my mother that; unfortunately for me, with her being the gently tenacious and decent person she is, she insisted and so I tried.

I said tried because we both know our shallow interactions were purely about you and your desperate need to present to the outside world what a good father and moral guide you claim to be. The truth is, you do not know me—and not because my mother has kept me away from you and “brainwashed” me as you wantonly shout out to anyone who are foolish enough (or whose buttocks you have kissed enough) to give you a hearing—but because you are a selfish, moronic bastard who cares not enough to look beyond yourself and your interests, yet blames everyone else for your own flaws, failings, and shortcomings.

You have never known anything about me; and if I have anything to say about the matter, you will never know anything about and of me. Yet, I know enough about you, your family, and your kind to realize I do not want to become anything resembling you and them, or to ever have anything to do with any of you as long as I live. You are deeply deluded if you harbor any thought of me liking you and your kind; I can hardly acknowledge—nor do I want to without psychological revulsion—those animals that created, birthed and raised you as the creature you have been and are. I have no words—at least not the words used in polite company—for you, your parents, and your people.

Do not try and blame my mother for “brainwashing” me against Taiwanese, Chinese or Asian people. My mother and her family—my family—are all Asian and I like her—and my—kind just fine. It is not about the Asian in general that I loathe but your kind—the uneducated (despite the years you may have mindlessly spent in schools “learning”), lying, cheating, stealing, backstabbing, sociopathic kind—that I tend to look down upon and to want to disassociate myself from. Not only are you a bad seed but a bad influence who never gets tire of lying and betraying. Being in your presence or anywhere near your kind makes me feel I am being violated. I cannot shake off that feelings for days on ends.

On too many occasions—all of which have been staged in front of witnesses for their convenience and your playacting—you told me you love me and is doing your best for my happiness. You claimed—in the presence of my counselors—that everything that has happened is my mother’s fault and it is neither your intention nor action to hurt me. I suppose you lying—on the stand and under oath—about me sleeping with my mother in the master bed behind locked door is you protecting me. Even I know that if you are going to lie, you must never leave evidence to the contrary but since everything that comes out of your mouth is almost guaranteed to be a lie or an embellishment of some kind, you are unlikely to think of the facts, evidences, and witnesses that might disprove the lies you feed yourself and the people you hang around with and who love eating the craps—disguised as gourmet—you feed them.

I am not one of those people who fail to distinguish between your crap and real gourmet food; just the stink of you and yours makes me ill. I am amazed and must always ask myself whether you have any sense of decency and self-awareness and honesty in relating to others, other than to manipulate them. Or did the animals that birthed and raised you—coupled with the social environment in which you grew up in—perverted you so badly that you never had a chance to develop that sense of right-and-wrong concerning your behavior and interactions with others.

Seriously, do you even know what being a father mean? Should I list all those exceptional lessons I have learned from your shining examples of a father to me? Let us count the ways:

• Have you been a friend to me? Do you even know what being a friend mean? Like I stated in court, you are like a toxic friend who is fun to hang out with but in the long term poisons the emotional, moral, financial and physical lives of the people he touches. I write from my experience with you. In just one day alone with you, and under your coaching and modeling, I learned how to steal by embedding smaller yet more expensive unpaid merchandises into bigger boxed items and to sneak them out of retail stores. If this is the legacy your father and mother handed down to you, and that you are looking to hand down to me, no thanks. Go and showcase your talent among the Taiwanese and Chinese community; am sure they will laud you and your cleverness while figuring out how they might learn from you for their own benefit.

• Have you been an anchor I can rely on in time of emotional turbulence or have you been the cause of those turmoil in my life? How many times have you blamed me for any and all fights between you and my mother, telling her that I intentionally set her up against you or you against her so I can benefit from both sides? Thank goodness my mother is not one for listening to “idle talk and complaint” and taking action based on it without conversing and verifying with the relevant parties. Thank goodness, too, that she never loses her faith in my character—she knows she raised a good person and never doubted that I almost always do the right thing.

• Have you been a teacher I can learn from? And I don’t mean the skillsets you so proudly exhibit:

• disrespecting my mother behind her back when you think my silence is your permit to continue your lies about and insults against her; 

• disrespecting my counselors by calling them “morons” who have no rights to counsel others when their own lives are such messes, and just because they are overweight—thank you for a lesson on how not to think logically; my mother and I had so much fun discussing how being overweight may or may not lead to messy or dysfunctional lives, and if that variable may or may not affect the counselors’ professional competency; 

• disrespecting my teachers and suspecting their lack of competence to teach because they do not possess your so-called post-graduate degrees—was it the Ph.D. in Mathematics or Economics or Computer Science—I admit to being confused about which degrees you actually have—they seem to change depending on the audience you are speaking to. Do you even have a Ph.D. or did you complete your coursework but never submitted your dissertation because you cannot formulate and write it? And if you never completed your dissertation to get your degree, am I to be blamed for that, too, for the fact that you could not hack both studying and working to support the family you so wanted? Whatever happen to the retelling of you rocking me to sleep on your left arm while studying your final exam review materials on your right arm—the story you broadcasted to almost everyone you meet in trying to appear a dedicated family man and scholar? And if I am relieved from being blamed for you not completing your studies and getting your degree, does that mean my mother is at fault for refusing to cheat by writing your dissertation for you? Have you never wondered if you not finishing your dissertation and getting your degree is solely your fault and no one else’s? Or perhaps your error lies in you being the cheapskate that you are and unwilling to pay a ghostwriter to write your dissertation for you? Fortunately for you, there is a solution to that: pay any Taiwanese or Chinese person enough and s/he will cheat and lie on your behalf. Oh, but that would leave you vulnerable to their blackmail, and you cannot have that on your pristine record, right? So much for trusting your own kind. Of course, you can always try buying your pedigree online. Amazing what I can find about you and your interests by tracing your browsing history on the laptop we shared, huh? 

• helping me to understand the horrible events that happened to the Chinese people seeking shelter and protection during the Nanking Massacre as partly depicted in “The Flowers of War,” by pointedly telling me that, and I quote, “one of these day, all the Chinese will go to Japan and rape all the Japanese there.” I told my mother what you said; she burst out laughing before she explained the Nanking Massacre (and gave me a book on that subject to read for myself) and detailed how the movie deviated from the history with its maudlin, sensationalized, and propagandized reinterpretation. We also talked about your inappropriate, immature, and uneducated reaction to the movie. Afterward, I understand why my mother discouraged me from watching that movie, in particular, and other similar types of movies with you.

Until you began harassing me with your text messages, embarrassing me by showing up at my school and conducting your ass-kissing and crocodile-tearing shows for my counselors, and causing me physical symptoms of stress and illness by pulling me out of class to meet with you, I was indifferent to you; whether and how you and yours live and/or die, I did not care. But now, I want nothing more than for you and anyone relating to you to disappear from my life. If that means you and yours die, I am all for it—the sooner, the better. It will have been a New Year’s gift I have been nightly praying for.

Stay tune, and until next post, 

We dream / We believe / And we will succeed

About this blog 

Excepting this introduction and the posts that are published 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 application 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 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.