Lao A: China’s Social Media Scheherazade telling One Thousand and One Night Stories of Horror of America to the Chinese Audience

In the flickering digital shadows of the Chinese internet, a new literary phenomenon has taken hold. He is known only as Lao A (牢a), a phantom storyteller who never shows his face, yet possesses a voice that has hypnotized hundreds of millions. To his listeners, he is the new Scheherazade - a modern One Thousand and One Nights narrator. His tales are less entertaining than the ancient magic; they are macabre chronicles of the "American Hell."

​Lao A’s popularity stems from a haunting literary eloquence that strips away the American veneer of respectability and hypocrisy - a mask the country has spent a century perfecting. He reveals an underworld where the predatory American cabals treat the underclass with utter ruthlessness and cynicism.

​Do you know the true source of America’s dominance in biochemistry and pharmaceuticals? It is not talent alone, but the continued, systematic harvest of the American underclass that the machine deems "useless eaters". The United States has an abundant population of "human cattle", deliberately maintained in poverty and ignorance, for experimentation; it is, after all, the world’s largest exporter of human plasma and human derived products: bones and tissues.

The US healthcare or rather biochemistry industry is literally a killing machine, and its laboratories - from the military outposts of Fort Detrick to the hallowed halls of Baltimore - are charnel houses where the poor are led to slaughter for a paycheck.

​To understand the weight of these stories, one must look at the institution that stands as the crown jewel of American medicine : John Hopkins university.

​The Immaculate Shadow: Baltimore and the Hill

Baltimore wears a mask of harmlessness - a quiet stage where a fatigued middle class clings to the last vestiges of normal life. Tree-lined streets soften the eye. Red-brick facades are scrubbed clean to catch the morning light. Everything suggests order. Everything suggests safety. Yet beneath this calm, the city runs a low fever.

The docks, once the city’s heartbeat, no longer sustain its families. Seasonal labor now governs life: three months of work, six months of abandonment. Time accumulates without purpose and begins to decay. In these long intervals, men drift toward drugs, gambling, and violence which have become routine. Strip clubs flicker like lesions along the streets, their neon signs pulsing through the night.

And rising above this slow, methodical deterioration - calm, immaculate, and untouched - stands the source of both Baltimore’s prosperity and its most sinister horrors..

Johns Hopkins. **

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​To the international student, it is a sanctuary of discipline and data. But to the local African American community, it is something far more ancient, sinister and predatory. They look at the red brick and green copper roofs and see a monster that never sleeps. Unlike the infamous Unit 731, which history was forced to bury, this entity is legal. It is celebrated. It is funded by billions. It doesn’t need to hide in a war zone; it hides in plain sight, protected by the "respectable" armor of federal grants and prestigious journals.

The Anatomy of an Afterthought: A Hospital That Birthed a School

​Johns Hopkins did not grow like other universities. It did not begin with the dusty pursuit of philosophy, the rhythm of literature, or the logic of law.

​It began with a hospital studying human bodies.

​A Quaker merchant - celibate, childless, and burdened by a vast fortune - bequeathed his wealth not to the pursuit of abstract knowledge, but to the brick and mortar of a hospital. The hospital was the mother; the university was the child. Here, medicine was never a mere department. It was the central nervous system. Everything else - engineering, public health, international relations - was grafted on later, like auxiliary organs stitched onto a beating heart.

​And that heart has never stopped asking the same, silent question like the unit 731: How far can the human body be pushed before it finally breaks?

​There is a gravity to this place that defies explanation. Federal money pours into Hopkins in quantities that make the Ivy League, icons like Yale, look like beggars. It receives more federal R&D funding than MIT, more than the giants of California—Stanford, UCLA, and UC Berkeley—and far more than the institutions built in the very shadow of the White House, such as Georgetown and George Washington University. ​Billionaires like Michael Bloomberg offer their billions without hesitation, and university presidents do not simply retire; they vanish into the inner sanctums of the world’s gatekeepers—The Lancet, Nature, The Atlantic, Politico. They become the guardians of "Truth," ensuring no one asks how that truth was harvested.

​Consider the precision of the Great Plague. During the height of COVID-19, two students at Hopkins tracked the world’s infections with an accuracy that felt less like research and more like prophecy. But accuracy of that magnitude is never born from theory alone.

​It comes from data. And data comes from subjects who have no names.

The story below recounted by Lao A has happened again and again in real life and is still ongoing. **

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The story below recounted by Lao A has happened again and again in real life and is still happening now.

The Boy and the Silver-Tongued Devil

​The young boy is fifteen years old, turning sixteen, standing on the precipice of a life he wasn’t ready for. His girlfriend is pregnant. His pockets are empty. His job at the docks is gone.

​Then comes the stranger who approaches the boy in a bar. He is not a monster with fangs, but a spectacled gentleman with a soft voice and a sketchbook filled with anatomical drawings. Turns out he has been following and observing the boy for several weeks. He offers a deal that sounds like a miracle: $20,000 for two weeks of "observation." Downpayment of $5000 right away. To a boy with nothing, five thousand dollars in hand feels like the touch of God.

​He is driven to the "Clinic." The route is a labyrinth, designed to disorient, ending at a quiet villa on a hill. Inside, the air is heavy. The floorboards groan like dying men. On the walls hang oil paintings of Washington crossing the Delaware, but in the corners, the cold, blue eyes of holographic cameras flicker. It is a marriage of the 18th century and the 22nd - a place where time has been removed.

​"There is a worm in your brain. We will cure you for free." the doctor says with a sterile smile. "Drink this."

​The liquid is brown and sweet. The boy drinks. He is paid. He buys a car, he buys clothes, he even gives money to his pastor, thinking he has been blessed.

​The Harvest of Madness

​But the "blessing" has a half-life. ​Six months later, the world begins to warp. The boy sees pies crawling across the floor like insects. He sees ribbonfish floating through the air. He sees his dead ancestors waving from the clouds, and then, the sky begins to weep red rain. ​When the money runs out and the hallucinations take hold, the "Clinic" is waiting. The boy calls the Clinic. They tell him he took the medicine wrong. They offer him a "Level 2" project. More money. More sweet liquids - pink this time, or perhaps a deep, forest green. They subject him to "resonance therapy" and "sonic purging," claiming they are coaxing the brain-worm out.

​In reality, they are mapping the collapse of a human soul. He becomes a ghost in the street, dancing to music only he can hear, while the University’s data points grow more precise. He is not a patient; he is a crop being harvested for the next breakthrough in biochemical warfare or high-priced pharmaceuticals. **

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The Ledger of Horrors: Fragments of the Dark Truth

The legacy of Johns Hopkins is stained by a recurring pattern of clinical predations.

The Syphilis Harvest (1946–1948)

Professors and affiliates of Johns Hopkins, including Dr. John C. Cutler (later a JHU faculty member), orchestrated one of the most infamous episodes of deliberate human infection in modern history. In collaboration with the U.S. Public Health Service, they intentionally exposed approximately 1,308 Guatemalan prisoners, mental patients, soldiers, and sex workers - who were given no meaningful consent - to syphilis, gonorrhea, and chancroid. Penicillin, supplied by a predecessor of Bristol-Myers Squibb, was frequently withheld or dosed incompletely so researchers could observe the unchecked progression of disease. A 2010 U.S. presidential commission confirmed the horror; the government issued a formal apology. Even today, Johns Hopkins acknowledges the ethical catastrophe while deflecting direct institutional culpability.

The Betrayal of the Vulnerable (1932–1972)

Johns Hopkins lent indirect but significant support to the infamous Tuskegee Syphilis Study through advisory roles played by prominent figures such as Dr. Joseph Earle Moore (head of the university’s venereal disease clinic) and Surgeon General Thomas Parran. In partnership with the U.S. Public Health Service (predecessor to the CDC), nearly 400 African American men with syphilis were deceived, given placebos instead of treatment, and monitored until death - even after penicillin became widely available in 1947. Official tallies record 28 men who died directly of syphilis and another 100 from related complications. The experiment was only halted after public exposure in 1972, igniting the ethical reforms that produced the Belmont Report.

The Lead Paint Experiment (1990s)

Even the “mildest” documented case chills the blood. The Kennedy Krieger Institute, an affiliate of Johns Hopkins, deliberately placed low-income - predominantly African American - families and their children into Baltimore homes known to contain dangerous levels of lead paint. The explicit goal: to test cheaper, less thorough methods of lead abatement. Researchers stood by as children’s blood lead levels rose and their developing brains suffered irreversible damage. In 2001 the Maryland Court of Appeals condemned the study as unethical, likening it to Tuskegee; subsequent lawsuits produced multimillion-dollar settlements, including one $1.84 million award in 2019.

The Hidden Eye (1988–2013)

Even the most intimate spaces offered no sanctuary. For roughly 25 years, Dr. Nikita Levy, a gynecologist at a Johns Hopkins-affiliated East Baltimore community clinic, secretly filmed the pelvic examinations of more than 8,000 women using hidden pen-cameras and key-fob devices. When a colleague finally raised the alarm in early 2013, Levy was terminated; he took his own life days later. Johns Hopkins ultimately paid a $190 million class-action settlement—one of the largest in American history—to silence the outrage and attempt to close one of the most grotesque betrayals of patient trust on record.

These are not fringe anecdotes. They are only the visible tips of vast icebergs. The true scale is unknowable. Each case is a documented chapter in the institution’s predatory history—experiments conducted on vulnerable populations, systematically destroying subjects rather than curing them. **

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Conclusion: The Silent Sacrifice ​For the underclass of Baltimore, the "clinic" is not a sanctuary of hope but a trap leading to destruction. Behind the "legal and compliant" veneer of top-tier medical research lies the blood and tears of countless victims - minorities, miners, and the destitute. In the stories of Lao A, the red bricks and green roofs of the university are no longer symbols of progress, but the haunting architecture of a reality where human lives are merely silent offerings to the machine.

BTW, if an American cabal creates a mouvement (Lgbtq), stirs your passions, and beckons you to join their cause—do not believe them, and above all, do not move. In the stories told by Lao A, every ‘grassroots’ surge and every urgent ‘call to action’ is merely the opening act of a deeper psychological operation. These movements are not meant for your liberation; they are designed to shepherd the masses into the next phase of a live-market human experiment. When the machine asks you to act, it is likely only testing how the ‘human cattle’ react to the latest serum of propaganda. **

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