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Woohoo
Now, I have had encounters with depression in the past. But I had mostly forgotten what it feels like. Now, I do quite often get bursts of rage, sadness, longing, pain, self-doubt, etc, but in recent years depression, that slow-burn that erodes, has been absent. And why not? I have a beautiful, wonderful girlfriend whom I love a great deal and a delightful companion who has been there for me; I've a job; I've a pretty good family. But it's back and it sucks. I blame World Of Warcraft lag.
Shove
It's always too cold or it's too warm. That's life. It's too much and too little. You try for moderation but the universe never achieves equilibrium. All that exists is a singularity that pushes against balance. "So that's it?" he said. "What else is there?" "You'd think that there's more." "There's always more." So he stubs out his cigarette and he shivers a bit and pulls his jacket closer, against the chilling wind, against the nonsense and the paradox.
RUUUUUUF!
You know what gets me down? Being blamed for something I didn't do. I deliberately go and upload my photos earlier and caption them, and the next fucking morning I get a message from a colleague that I got my pix to the photo department too late and they didn't upload them; BUT OF COURSE THEY DID. I CAPTIONED THEM! Even if the stupid search function went wrong again (not my fault) was it so hard to LOOK AT THE FUCKING FIRST LINE OF PIX IN THE GODDAMNED SYSTEM. This is not the first time either they immediately assume I made the screw up. Then just minutes ago my mum started yelling at me to EAT LUNCH COS WE HAVE TO GO WORSHIP OUR ANCESTORS SOON! Except I have EATEN ALREADY because you were telling me to. Stop fucking me when I do exactly what you ask of me!
Atheists: America's Most Distrusted
 University of Minnesota article Edgell also argues that today's atheists play the role that Catholics, Jews and communists have played in the past -- they offer a symbolic moral boundary to membership in American society. "It seems most Americans believe that diversity is fine, as long as every one shares a common 'core' of values that make them trustworthy--and in America, that 'core' has historically been religious," says Edgell. Many of the study's respondents associated atheism with an array of moral indiscretions ranging from criminal behavior to rampant materialism and cultural elitism. EXECUTE THEM
Execute him!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/4841334.stm "What is wrong with Islam that he should want to convert?" asks an agitated Abdul Zahid Payman. "The courts should punish him and he should be put to death.http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/4841812.stm Oh noes, they might release him! Don't let it happen!
question mark
there's something about being at work from 8.30am to 12.30am that causes a multitude of neurons to misfire all at once, the result of which is to yell LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA while waiting for the shuttle bus home in front of all your colleagues, and you think, oh shit, i just actively expressed my insanity, and you go home and write about it on your blog, but that's not what makes you scared, what really makes you scared that you are actually really absolutely undoubtedly going mad is the fact that you are blogging about something that never happened, but you suppose since you are blogging it it must be true, which is too matrix to not be a deep philosophy and real yeah
The problem with adaptations
If I had written about V For Vendetta on the night I watched it, my review would have been full of praise. And why not. It is good cinema, its motifs slashed with broad strokes like V's daggers. It is cheerfully unabashed about its epicness and its message, and surprisingly, free from cynicism. Its message is not a deep one but movies that try too much end up becoming obscure and obfuscating to the point of pointlessness. Here, it comes to you crystal clear: It is easy to slide into fascism. The descent is your fault, for it is you who is uncaring and comfortable and fearful. And violence is a legitimate means by which the people can overcome their tyrants who give them no voice. But even before I picked up the book the movie already seemed uneven. Imagine if a lesser being than Elrond Smith had delivered the alliterating introduction. It would have been comic, but in a bad way. Natalie Portman's acting was not bad, but her accent was horrible. There were also huge plot holes. How did V come up with all those masks? Why did the government not check the tunnel? How did the government come into power? Did the internments occur before or after fascism take place? But without the result of the internments how did fascism take root (I am being deliberately vague so as not to spoil anything). How did the explosions happen? All these are explained in the comic. But after reading the comic, I have to ask: Was it right to humanise V? In the comic V is very clearly insane. He is, as it will be drummed into you, the embodiment of an idea. And ideas do not fall in love. That's the point of the mask. And why, why, why did she not put on the mask? On the other hand, Fry's character was much better than the one in the book. And the acting in general was top-notch, especially when you consider it's marketed as an action movie. But it's a wonderful film. It's a lot like watching Conan The Barbarian (which is a superior movie IMO). Don't think too much, just sit back and enjoy!
All manifestos should be put to music
If people happily accept being oppressed, I think we have a duty to oppress them. The moreso if they are not aware they are being oppressed without any apparent effort at subterfuge from our part. How else would they know they were being oppressed? Nobody listens; ignorance and acquiescence has deafened them. We have to squeeze them to the bone, let fingers crush flesh until they can hear themselves scream. We must let them know the ring of freedom is a terrifying one.
The truth content of any proposition rarely has any bearing on how much offence it causes.
It makes us feel good.
Imagine you have a human in your crosshairs. Your finger is on the trigger. Why do you not shoot? What if it was your most hated enemy or a Nazi or a Jew, why do you not shoot? What is stopping you? Because you would likely get caught and punished? Or is it because you were taught that thou shalt not pull the trigger? Or is it something even less interesting? Or is there some mechanism, some neural pattern hidden in your head since your forgotten days in the womb, that compels you to not? Call it a morality gene, call it empathy, but why do you not shoot? You know you want to.
Elections
The inhabitants of my country have a strange ritual. Every four years, the bureaucrats who inhabit the bowels of the big, shiny government buildings that dot the land embark on the redrawing of electoral zones, which is essentially the geographical demarcation of the country into logical and entirely non-arbitrary areas to facilitate and optimise the process of non-voting. If you asked me for my opinion, and I do think I am a valid authority on this, having never voted even once in my life, I think we should all be grateful for living in the world's most efficient democracy, with a government that knows what its people wants without ever having to actually ask them. I mean: They want me to vote for Singapore Idol. They want me to vote for Project Superstar. They want me to vote at the Star Awards. They want me to vote at the Flame Awards. But a man can only vote so much. So I, for one, welcome the fact that I could, at any time, move to Tanjong Pagar and never have to vote again. Look. If I have to go through the trouble of having to go down to a voting booth every four years, for what exactly did I spend two and a half years of my life serving National Service?
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