Sunday, February 26, 2006

When other nationalities describe Singaporeans as narrow-minded tight asses, you know they are right when news of Singapore screening the full uncensored version of Brokeback Mountain hits the headlines of other countries' broadsheets. We sure make the headlines for the weirdest things if you ask me.

You will also know that they are right when you see articles on bloggers who posed naked on their blogs or more recently, news articles on cheerleader's sex clip stored in her phone, uploaded by either her supposedly arch rival who stole her phone to upload such scandalous clip up on the internet or by some unknown person who found her phone and decided to upload the clip anyway.

And eventually, everyone started to search for the clip on the internet, out of curiosity or whatever, I don't really care what is the motive. What I care about is, quite a number of people posted snapshots of the clip on their blogs, some criticising her and most laughing at her. What sort of world are we all living in?

I am not saying it is perfectly alright to engage in pre-marital sex, I don't think it is, but then again we are living in a modern society, where such choices of sleeping with your partners or not are made based on your values, your opinions and society has no right to impose their views on you.

And just because she slept with her boyfriend, she is a slut? Woah, that's alot of sluts we are talking about then, I mean don't alot of people engage in such acts with their partners these days? It is her prerogative, so long as she is of the legal age to consent to such acts. And shouldn't a slut be someone who behaves promiscuously?

Quick to judge, hesitant to sympathise is the new era you and I both live in. I am utterly disgusted with the lack of sympathy in the community. This is not some porn star we are talking and laughing about here, this is a student, a young adult whose life is perhaps ruined, can you imagine that? I can and that's why I am outraged at everyone who is laughing at her and calling her names. What if you were her? And with all that micro cameras in toilets and hostels, god knows when it will be your turn.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

He said "I never liked plants with no roots"

Same goes for me. I have never been quite a flower kind of person, although I have indeed received some before, mostly sunflowers, not that it is my favourite but people gave it to me because they think it reflects the cheery nature of me and too implies how I sometimes manage to brighten their supposedly bad days, I feel very flattered of course but one thing that most people don't really know is, I find it almost upsetting to see the flowers wither.

But I am digressing, the reason why I too like plants with roots is because they are firmly rooted to the ground, like all people with integrity who adhere to their principles and they always remember how important it is for one to remember one's roots because that way they can always stay true to themselves in a world that strips us off our real selves every single day and night, reducing us to bare beings with no souls and presences and of course more importantly, we are able to remain humble and not conceited.

Flowers on the other hand, is a very good analogy of what most people have become or will become later on as they climb up the ladder of supposedly great success. They once had roots no? Then someone snipped them off and sells them. They are pretty, but that's all to them really. Interpret it another way, their new found success took away their roots and humbleness from them, and for all you know people who cannot appreciate their origins and the need to remain humble, may find their success shortlived. Either that or they will just become like the flowers, great on the outside, empty on the inside, sooner or later the emptiness will just consume the whole of them. So much for hankering after all the material things in life that don't necessarily make you happy.

I still like my plants with roots better.

Monday, February 20, 2006

Love is not about loving someone who is conveniently there and who has always been there.

Neither is love about filling up the void you feel when you are alone.

Friday, February 10, 2006

True democracy is often shortlived, despotism on the other hand, is longevous.