Friday 29 August 2014

Behind Textual Frustration

When texting with someone over IM or SMS that takes too long to reply leaving you waiting and frustrated.

Thank you Urban Dictionary.
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I have a hierarchy of priority for my communications.

First on the list are the means which require my immediate attention, such as a phone call, or a person knocking on my door.

Next is the kind of messages which I can observe long after it has been sent, such as SMS, a letter, or a voicemail. This is because the sender would not know if I have actually received it, and hence not as effective.

Last on that list is the type which requires a stable Internet connection for communication to be effective, such as Skype, Whatsapp or Facebook Messenger. (Not everyone has Mobile Data activated all the time, you know.)


Which is why I don't understand the fact that people get annoyed when they do not get a reply in the first half-a-minute of them sending a text.

It's like ordering beer from a bar, and expecting it to arrive the next second. Just because it can be done, doesn't mean the bartender would. He has other drinks to pour, even if just for himself, before he could serve you.

The problem with the society nowadays is that we assume everyone is attached to their phones 24/7.

...which, to a certain extent, is true. The world at the palm of your hands? Who doesn't want that kind of power?

But that's only half the problem.

The other problem is that everything now must be fast, fast, FAST.

 Our food must be fast, our transport must be smooth, our games must not have lag, and our communication must be instant.

This is a hallmark of city life, where everyone is rushing to go everywhere to do everything.



And this puts a burden on society as a whole. If they want everything to be fast, the members of the society themselves to have to be faster, to keep up, as it were.

It puts an expectation on everyone. Faster is better, they all say.

But you know, some times, I wanna take it slow. Sometimes, I want to go the pretty way, just to enjoy the journey, or just to piss off the city people. Sometimes, I don't want to reply that text.

I can choose to be fast in today's world. But I can choose not to.

Call it laziness. Call it unproductive. Call it irresponsible.

But if it's not important enough for you to even bother calling, it's not important enough for me to rush.



Cya. Call me, beep me if you wanna reach me.

Friday 15 August 2014

Behind Freedumb of the Spaken

Before I start, let me make two things clear.

FIRSTLY, I am not out to insult or blame anyone, I am merely stating an opinion, one you don't have give two shi- shakes of a tail about.

SECONDLY, although I am a supporter of freedom of speech, and I understand that a certain restriction on it is needed to be imposed on it to prevent chaos, THERE IS A LIMIT TO BOTH SIDES. Jeez, you all shout so loud and proud, but you just don't get it do you?

But first, definition of "Freedom of Speech":

The freedom to an opinion and the right to express it in a non-violent and non-threatening manner. It does not, as opposed to what many people think, grant the freedom to say anything without consequences.

Thank you, Urban Dictionary. You actually make more sense than people would. Sometimes.

Now essentially what this means is that I can say things like: "My god is different than your god", or "You don't like durians? Shame." without having any fear of reprimand. It is an opinion which does not affect you in any way, and hence is free to be expressed.

On the other hand, phrases such as: "Imma burn you and your family, witch!" or "You're going to hell/court for insulting my god!" is NOT okay. This is akin to a threat, both physically and mentally, which, unlike an opinion, will harm people in this wonderful society. Even if no action is taken, the trauma may- nay, WILL be pretty severe, especially if the whole issue gets blown out of proportion.

Speaking of out of proportion, it has become oh-so-easy to do so in this digital age. What with fanatics prowling every social media platform around, it is too easy to turn something innocent into an eruption of hate-shares.

Now, before I proceed, let me tell you that Islam is a religion that I really respect. Muslims that I've met are generally really nice, whether here in Malaysia or in the United Kingdom. Surely there are extremists, but in every religion, there are extremities, and therein lies extremists. And Islam takes commitment, especially during the holy month. Added to the good values to make a functioning society: it really deserves my respect.

But let me tell you that my respect is not enough to cover my dumbfoundness when the whole Malaysian media world, mainstream and otherwise, raises a big hoo-ha over a Korean lady wearing a dress with Quranic verses on it.

Yes, she was impolite to Islam. Yes, she has to respect local laws, even if she's just a tourist.

And the authorities were dragged in it too. I mean, c'mon. She's Korean. And she bought it in India. How would she know those were holy verses? Someone should just tell her its impolite. If anything, you should go hunt down the sellers in India.

But I don't blame the authorities. They did their job in protecting the public from mental trauma. I don't want to blame the trolls on the Internet too, but....

Using the power of FREEDOM OF SPEECH, the pic of her with the offensive outfit went all around the country and pissed off Muslims nationwide because there are holy verses where there are not supposed to be any.

(Same could not be said for Christianity.)

Look. If you didn't want the whole nation to be offended WHY SHARE THAT PICTURE? I mean, yes, it's your right to share the picture if you agree with it and you agree she should be punished by the law, but you are causing hurt to both the Korean lady and stress to your brothers around the nation? Especially if there is a risk of death threats, which come surprisingly common with big religions.

When you share on impulse, that is where Freedom becomes FreeDUMB.

I bet if you don't share this article, no one will even know of its existence. So no one gets offended, everyone is happy.

But hey, that's just my opinion. Not forcing you to do anything, not even to like a Facebook page.

Cya.

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Thursday 7 August 2014

Behind Old Wood Chucks


Say it fast, yeah?


*deep breath*







How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
As
much wood chuck as a wood chuck would chuck if a wood chuck could chuck would.


Now
would a wood chuck chuck a sunk junk chunk if a wood chuck should chuck wood?
If
a wood chuck chucks chunks like a wood chuck would then you know it's made of wood.


When
a wood chuck would chuck your chunk of wood would you chuck the wood chuck good?
No
A wood chuck could chuck Chuck's wood good, I hope it's understood.


Even
Norris knows no wood chuck would know to chuck Chuck Norris's wood,
Cause
A wood chuck would chuck no one's wood; wood chucks would not be rude.


Then
Woody's poor wood chuck would chuck wood if Woody would let the wood chuck chuck,
But
Poor Wooden Woody's wood was chucked, so Woody's wood chuck would chuck Woody.


So
Would ya, could ya, would ya, could ya wood chuck chuck wood good?
Or
Could ya, would ya, could ya, would ya chuck your wood chuck's wood?


How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
As
much wood chuck as a wood chuck would chuck if a wood chuck could chuck would.




Cya, nature! You scary!