On one fine morning, when they are getting ready for work; gobbling down their breakfasts, having lively chats with their wives, sending their children off to school, rushing for the underground train, looking for a parking space in the carpark, calling their wives to remind them of the dentist's appointment, or bidding goodbyes to their familes as their cars leave the porch, little did they know, that that day would be the last time they could ever do that.
They, were just like you and me, heading to a workplace which had seemed so familiar and comfortable for them, looking forward to a brand new day at work.
What was on their minds that morning were just the lists of appointments and tasks to complete, the number of meetings they had to attend, and how long will the day gets till they get back to home sweet home.
It would never cross that mind that it was a day that something is about to happen which will register fame and mark history and that, THEY are going to be a part of it.
How could anyone, including you and me, dream that something extraordinary is going to happen to you on a day?
We dream, and of course, wish, everyday, that it will definitely be a great day; perhaps a raise in salary, a promotion, or a pat on the back from your boss on the great job done.
It was far from the scene that was plastered on the television that whole day after noon, a scene which affected the minds and lives of many until this day.
It was a scene which seemed to be edited and cropped from an astounding thriller movie to be made into a trailer to attract viewers.
A movie which clearly had such great visual effects that it seemed so realistic that it had the television viewers around the world looking forward to catch another 'cool' movie.
Sadly, the 'Movie' turned out not to be a movie after all, in fact, it was a real-time reporting from the Big Apple that the World Trade Center/Twin Towers had indeed collapsed from the crashing of two planes into it.
It was a chaotic scene as we see the building burst into thick clouds of flame and smoke and then the camera focused on the ground where rubbles of stone are falling down and people were screaming and running frantically, running for their lives
The live CNN reporting had everyone in shock, and it was hard to believe, that the United States of America, was indeed under attack.
It was massive attack planned carefully and launched simultaneously to cause this huge damage.
It was like the same day of infamy which was relived from the past; as the words were uttered from President Roosevelt when Pearl Harbor was under attack by Japan during World War II.
The same tragedy was marked as a day of infamy in the history of the United States of America, and given the same circumstances, it seemed like the Twin Towers was evidently a repetition in history.
The fact is, it was the period of World War II while this, was clearly during a time which was long after World War and it was a time which the whole world had lived in harmony and peace for decades after the world war has declared its end.
Was it a sign of the beginning of World War III?
No one knew, and while we soaked in the information of the times of the attacks and pray for the victims, the next piece of news which came in was the attack on the Pentagon.
It was clearly a launch of complacency and power, to aim for the headquarters and main Defense Dept of the States.
Attacks seem to be everywhere at that point, and the world watched in fear and anxiety as the tragic incidents were continuously played on the television screens.
While we were praying for the victims and their loved ones, we were also praying that this will not lead to the next world war where the whole world is definitely going to be affected.
The news which hit the world had a tremendous domino effect as phone lines went dead when frantic relatives and friends were trying to reach those they know who worked there or reside in New York.
It was clearly a day which kept adrenalines rushing and blood gushing to everyone's mind and hearts.
For the victims, who were screaming in agony and fear, they must have had the millions things they wanted to do rushing through their minds and the goodbyes they had wanted to say.
For the families, they prayed in hope that their loved ones miraculously survived and will be home at that day. It was a hope which they feared would not happen and dreaded that reality would sink in.
For the viewers around the world, they try to recover from their shock and prayed hard that the casualties will be low, although deep down inside, we all know that it is not close to reality; given that time of the attack.
For the authorities, it was a SLAP in their face and a shock which registered and anger on the major insult which they vowed to repay. They had to count the casualties and to send their best medical and emergency teams to action and request for intervention from helpful countries. It was a time where they knew they could not go home that same day to review the attacks and plan for the country.
For the attackers, it was an achievement after their God-knows-how-long of careful planning for this major destruction. They were the only ones who were rejoicing at the successful attacks launched and the damages caused.
They were probably the ONLY ones in the world smiling at the news which thundered across the whole world.
For the rest of the world, it continues to be a day of grief and pain, especially for those families of the victims; a feeling which surpassed beyond the memorials and consolations from the world and a grief which they will live to remember forever.
A regret which will never leave their hearts each time they are reminded of the incident; of how much they loved them and never told them, of how they argued over trivial matters and never get to say sorry, of how they never went for that vacation they planned, and many many what ifs and how they could have done so.
No one will be able to comprehend the grief and sorrow which clouded their hearts.
Neither would the victims imagine, how they have made the statistics in the part of history and how they would never leave their office alive after work that day.
It was not just a Tragedy to the States for to the whole world who prayed that it was just a prank on the television; that it was just a mega trailer from a new movie.
We prayed for all the IF only, and also the MAYBEs; although deep down inside, the red logo of CNN splattered across the screens told us otherwise.
The whole world prayed hard; calling out to God to make this merely a show, that it never happened and that everything is alright.
It was a call we know that God heard, but at the same time, it is real.
Miracles do happen when we believe, but at that moment, prayers of miracles existed so strongly in each and every one of us that it clouded our practical minds.
It was miracle that those terrorists and whoever planned it got away with it; that is ONE miracle I can say.
No ONE deserved what happened that day; no matter how huge the conflict or hatred and resentment exists in one's heart.
No ONE caused the conflict or the anger in the attackers' minds.
No ONE should be punished with their lives
No ONE prayed for success of a damage so huge
No ONE should claim that it is an act of bravery or for God when they ripped others of their lives
No ONE would ever want anything bad to happen to their loved ones at all
No ONE had any right to harm or strip another human being of their lives
No ONE would ever forget September 11 2001; and lived to remember that fateful day
No ONE could wipe away that pain and grief from losing their loved ones and friends
It was a tragedy which cannot be removed
A miracle prayed for which never happened...
A story filled with pain and grief to be remembered and passed from generation to generation...
A part of History which we prayed was never made...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Are we all RACISTS or not?
In conjunction with the upcoming National Day, I was compelled to write an article (or a few perhaps, if I am into it) about the things we love (or hate) in Malaysia.
I was drafting my article on race and racism when I was sent this link by my good friend
http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/opinion/zaidel-baharudin/34943-so-okay-im-racist-just-a-bit-i-mean-like-really-tiny-
An interesting article; if I may say so which talks about racism in such a light-hearted and carefree style and I enjoyed reading the article very much – kudos to the talented author.
I am even starting to bookmark his blog for further reading, no joke.
Anyway, I have decided to jot a few lines about my thoughts on the author’s thoughts towards the end of my article as well as there were also slight similarities in the topic and our thoughts (hope it is not plagiarism)
Speaking of the races, it is the beauty of Malaysia as one of the only countries (or perhaps the ONLY country) in the world which can boast of the many different races staying together in harmony and unity on the same land (or are we really that harmonious and united?)
I was born and raised in Malaysia; and received my education in my homeland all the way as well.
Of course, being in the same place all my life does make me wonder about life elsewhere and fantasize about being in another country which has ranches, four seasons where we can parade in thick fur coats and stylish boots and also enjoy the carefree and fun loving life painted in my mind.
That is beside the point; as scrapping that fantasy aside, I am still very much a Malaysian just like any one of you out there and I do appreciate the tropical beauties found within my country.
After all, what is there not to like about my country?
We have a great weather (where else can you get summer all year round?), bountiful supplies of crops and natural resources, a colorful array of costumes, dances, languages, and cuisines.
This is definitely something which cannot be found elsewhere; a harmonious fusion of the cultures stemming from the multi-racial/cultural society we live in here in Malaysia.
When it comes to the different races, inevitably we are also part of the society which handles this subject with care, treading on the right ground to maintain the harmony within the country.
Furthermore, Malaysia is home to not just one or two but more than five races; Malay, Chinese, Indian, Eurasian, Kadazan, Iban, Melanau, Bidayuh, just to name a few.
Yet, the amazing part is how we are living on the same land and peacefully; proclaiming ourselves as Malaysians.
In such a multi-racial country, is there truly no issue of racism or discrimination at all, you may ask.
Well, this is rather a tough question; but rest assured we are not having any civil war or any major issues which can bring the country to war.
Racism is a connotation used to describe the sentiments and emotions welled up due to the differences and conflicts among the races.
There is hatred and sometimes so much anger where they would harm and go to extent of offending other races.
Racism, to me is as described above. In a way, we start to differentiate each other from the races/cultures we have and finding fault with others who are not like us.
In fact, the biggest difference lies in the skin tone/color and also the lifestyles.
Some of us are born fair-skinned, medium, or dark-skinned with a range of tan brown, yellowish tan, dark brown, white, or black.
I personally dislike it when the differentiation starts from here; where we start to judge people based on their skin color.
That to me, is how I define racism in which I think is to a higher degree.
Racism is practiced everywhere; and remains an unresolved issue.
I do not want to mention the names of countries in particular; as I think everyone is at fault and the issue exists everywhere, whether we like to admit it or not.
Referring to the article above, I do agree that to a certain extent, there is also stereotyping which started from the skin color issue.
We tend to associate the races based on their skin color; and then further stereotyping them to our own jurisdiction and that, itself makes all of us racists in one way or another.
I do protest against racism; but even I cannot be a hypocrite by saying that I totally am non-racist; not even a tiny weeny bit.
So there, I did not deny anything.
Let’s face it, we all do that mentally in our minds sometimes. We do stereotype to a certain extent; no matter what race you are.
Take our country for example; as mentioned in the reference article
When we go to government offices, we often associate that it will take a long time because those people are lazy and take their own sweet time in working.
When we go to a shop/restaurant to buy something, if we see a Chinese, he will always say, “I am giving you the best price already lar; I don’t earn anything”
You will be thinking in your mind, “Yeah right, these Cina Apeks…extorting my money so that he can buy a big house and car!”
When we go to condominiums or office buildings and don’t see a security guard, you will be thinking, “Where is the Indian guard? Slacking on the job again”
These are all little scenarios which run through our minds subconsciously; and you may not speak it out for fear of being reprimanded for your thoughts, but does that makes us any less racist?
Have you not thought or even curse when you see crime rates increasing in the country, and you associate them to the foreign labor?
Or how you crinkle your eyebrows when you hear that there will be foreign immigrants moving next to your house?
We all do that; consciously or subconsciously.
Why?
It’s because we are just normal human beings with an ego to satisfy. It makes us feel like we are superior to others when we have thoughts like these running through our minds.
Psychologically speaking, most of the time, the human minds do play images of worse things than them to feel better and then find a better image to inspire/motivate themselves.
So, don’t feel too guilty about it; but if you are going to the extent where you want to wipe out a certain race through killing and staging major protests, then that may be a problem already.
After all, who is not a racist in any society?
Even governments and the authorities are practicing it.
When filling up a form; you see the checkboxes for you to select your race.
You pay different prices if you are the national of the country; and slightly more if you are not.
All the races have their differences; which make them all the more unique and different from others. Apart from stereotyping each other in the bad way, we should also focus on the good stereotypes which Malaysians have learnt and adapted to our lifestyles.
For instance, the Malays serve the best nasi lemak and they are the most friendly and helpful neighbors to have. They are carefree and spend lots of time on their homes; and they are never hesitant to invite people to their homes and enjoy making kueh for their guests.
Don’t you just love that hospitality and admit it, you love the spread of food even more!
They make the best tour guides, hotel owners, customer service, restaurant owners, homemakers (as in the business itself), managers (definitely nice to employees), etc.
Chinese has the widest variety in their cooking styles; ranging from frying, steaming, pan-frying, grilling, deep-frying, boiling, baking, etc. It is endless to the ways they can prepare a particular food. They focus on commercialism and on generating revenue; and yet, they save their money and teach you a thing or two about banks. They make the best bankers, brokers, insurance agents, real estate agents, accountants, salesmen, investors, chefs, engineers, etc.
Indians serve the best curries; and you usually look for them for good coconut water as well.
They are often the most religious and holy to their worships and they are always devoted to their faith. They also make the best English teachers, doctors, lecturers, lawyers, consultants, etc.
So, see, the differences are in fact the ones which have molded the identities; and blending them together, don’t you think it just makes a harmonious picture?
Malaysians have definitely achieved this; and we do love peace and harmony in our country; and we are happy with the way we are.
Racial issues stipulation are often frowned upon and scorned by most of us because it will stir and create the disharmony in the existing life we are living now; one which we are all happy with.
After all, where else can we find a country where the citizens can speak a minimum of two languages and also mix and blend more than two languages in one sentence when communicating and still understand each other so well?
As the King of Pop said himself, it doesn’t matter if you’re black or white….
We are all Malaysians; one nation and we are proud of it…
So, thamby and tangechi, jom, let’s go makan and pi yumcha….Mai Chui Su-lar….diam-diam, semua happy!:)
I was drafting my article on race and racism when I was sent this link by my good friend
http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/opinion/zaidel-baharudin/34943-so-okay-im-racist-just-a-bit-i-mean-like-really-tiny-
An interesting article; if I may say so which talks about racism in such a light-hearted and carefree style and I enjoyed reading the article very much – kudos to the talented author.
I am even starting to bookmark his blog for further reading, no joke.
Anyway, I have decided to jot a few lines about my thoughts on the author’s thoughts towards the end of my article as well as there were also slight similarities in the topic and our thoughts (hope it is not plagiarism)
Speaking of the races, it is the beauty of Malaysia as one of the only countries (or perhaps the ONLY country) in the world which can boast of the many different races staying together in harmony and unity on the same land (or are we really that harmonious and united?)
I was born and raised in Malaysia; and received my education in my homeland all the way as well.
Of course, being in the same place all my life does make me wonder about life elsewhere and fantasize about being in another country which has ranches, four seasons where we can parade in thick fur coats and stylish boots and also enjoy the carefree and fun loving life painted in my mind.
That is beside the point; as scrapping that fantasy aside, I am still very much a Malaysian just like any one of you out there and I do appreciate the tropical beauties found within my country.
After all, what is there not to like about my country?
We have a great weather (where else can you get summer all year round?), bountiful supplies of crops and natural resources, a colorful array of costumes, dances, languages, and cuisines.
This is definitely something which cannot be found elsewhere; a harmonious fusion of the cultures stemming from the multi-racial/cultural society we live in here in Malaysia.
When it comes to the different races, inevitably we are also part of the society which handles this subject with care, treading on the right ground to maintain the harmony within the country.
Furthermore, Malaysia is home to not just one or two but more than five races; Malay, Chinese, Indian, Eurasian, Kadazan, Iban, Melanau, Bidayuh, just to name a few.
Yet, the amazing part is how we are living on the same land and peacefully; proclaiming ourselves as Malaysians.
In such a multi-racial country, is there truly no issue of racism or discrimination at all, you may ask.
Well, this is rather a tough question; but rest assured we are not having any civil war or any major issues which can bring the country to war.
Racism is a connotation used to describe the sentiments and emotions welled up due to the differences and conflicts among the races.
There is hatred and sometimes so much anger where they would harm and go to extent of offending other races.
Racism, to me is as described above. In a way, we start to differentiate each other from the races/cultures we have and finding fault with others who are not like us.
In fact, the biggest difference lies in the skin tone/color and also the lifestyles.
Some of us are born fair-skinned, medium, or dark-skinned with a range of tan brown, yellowish tan, dark brown, white, or black.
I personally dislike it when the differentiation starts from here; where we start to judge people based on their skin color.
That to me, is how I define racism in which I think is to a higher degree.
Racism is practiced everywhere; and remains an unresolved issue.
I do not want to mention the names of countries in particular; as I think everyone is at fault and the issue exists everywhere, whether we like to admit it or not.
Referring to the article above, I do agree that to a certain extent, there is also stereotyping which started from the skin color issue.
We tend to associate the races based on their skin color; and then further stereotyping them to our own jurisdiction and that, itself makes all of us racists in one way or another.
I do protest against racism; but even I cannot be a hypocrite by saying that I totally am non-racist; not even a tiny weeny bit.
So there, I did not deny anything.
Let’s face it, we all do that mentally in our minds sometimes. We do stereotype to a certain extent; no matter what race you are.
Take our country for example; as mentioned in the reference article
When we go to government offices, we often associate that it will take a long time because those people are lazy and take their own sweet time in working.
When we go to a shop/restaurant to buy something, if we see a Chinese, he will always say, “I am giving you the best price already lar; I don’t earn anything”
You will be thinking in your mind, “Yeah right, these Cina Apeks…extorting my money so that he can buy a big house and car!”
When we go to condominiums or office buildings and don’t see a security guard, you will be thinking, “Where is the Indian guard? Slacking on the job again”
These are all little scenarios which run through our minds subconsciously; and you may not speak it out for fear of being reprimanded for your thoughts, but does that makes us any less racist?
Have you not thought or even curse when you see crime rates increasing in the country, and you associate them to the foreign labor?
Or how you crinkle your eyebrows when you hear that there will be foreign immigrants moving next to your house?
We all do that; consciously or subconsciously.
Why?
It’s because we are just normal human beings with an ego to satisfy. It makes us feel like we are superior to others when we have thoughts like these running through our minds.
Psychologically speaking, most of the time, the human minds do play images of worse things than them to feel better and then find a better image to inspire/motivate themselves.
So, don’t feel too guilty about it; but if you are going to the extent where you want to wipe out a certain race through killing and staging major protests, then that may be a problem already.
After all, who is not a racist in any society?
Even governments and the authorities are practicing it.
When filling up a form; you see the checkboxes for you to select your race.
You pay different prices if you are the national of the country; and slightly more if you are not.
All the races have their differences; which make them all the more unique and different from others. Apart from stereotyping each other in the bad way, we should also focus on the good stereotypes which Malaysians have learnt and adapted to our lifestyles.
For instance, the Malays serve the best nasi lemak and they are the most friendly and helpful neighbors to have. They are carefree and spend lots of time on their homes; and they are never hesitant to invite people to their homes and enjoy making kueh for their guests.
Don’t you just love that hospitality and admit it, you love the spread of food even more!
They make the best tour guides, hotel owners, customer service, restaurant owners, homemakers (as in the business itself), managers (definitely nice to employees), etc.
Chinese has the widest variety in their cooking styles; ranging from frying, steaming, pan-frying, grilling, deep-frying, boiling, baking, etc. It is endless to the ways they can prepare a particular food. They focus on commercialism and on generating revenue; and yet, they save their money and teach you a thing or two about banks. They make the best bankers, brokers, insurance agents, real estate agents, accountants, salesmen, investors, chefs, engineers, etc.
Indians serve the best curries; and you usually look for them for good coconut water as well.
They are often the most religious and holy to their worships and they are always devoted to their faith. They also make the best English teachers, doctors, lecturers, lawyers, consultants, etc.
So, see, the differences are in fact the ones which have molded the identities; and blending them together, don’t you think it just makes a harmonious picture?
Malaysians have definitely achieved this; and we do love peace and harmony in our country; and we are happy with the way we are.
Racial issues stipulation are often frowned upon and scorned by most of us because it will stir and create the disharmony in the existing life we are living now; one which we are all happy with.
After all, where else can we find a country where the citizens can speak a minimum of two languages and also mix and blend more than two languages in one sentence when communicating and still understand each other so well?
As the King of Pop said himself, it doesn’t matter if you’re black or white….
We are all Malaysians; one nation and we are proud of it…
So, thamby and tangechi, jom, let’s go makan and pi yumcha….Mai Chui Su-lar….diam-diam, semua happy!:)
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Celebrating the Life of the King of Pop
The world used to cheer to the King of Rock & Roll; an iconic symbol of music in the form of Elvis Presley. He was loved for his charms and suave looks, which has brought most of his fans weak in the knees.
His death was mourned by many; and he is crowned the King of Rock & Roll for his music; one which will be remembered until today.
It was a loss perceived by many; especially his fans who loved him and his ballads, until a new star arise not long after.
He was first noticed by the audience as the adorable child who was also one of the lead singers in the siblings band fondly known as the Jackson Five.
A young boy who was not shy of his talents; he clearly stood out and won the hearts of the audience; as he continuously charms the music lovers with his voice, belting ballads one after another.
He soon soared to a new height with his talents as he started his solo singing career, and broke the record with Thriller which sold a hundred million copies worldwide; a record which no male singer from the Hot 100 era could beat and that remains even to this very day.
Besides being a singer, this talented boy (who is now a young man) composed his own songs and wrote his own lyrics himself. He could also play a few musical instruments on his own.
If there was ever anyone to be crowned a multi-talented artist, this was one that amazes everyone who knew him.
His career continued to fly to greater heights as he produced many more hits which held his fans in abated breath as they danced to his popular Beat It, Billie Jean, Bad. As he continues to unleash his magical charms through his breath-taking hits, he also came up with the brilliant idea of choreographing his dances and recording them in a sequence in the form of a music video.
His fans not only can listen to his voice and sing along to the beat they hear on the cassette/radio; they can now see him on the screen and dance along with him; or how the song is danced!
It was truly a revolution to the music industry; and this man has brought a whole new meaning to music appreciation!
He was quickly known for a pop singer; and one who outshone others. His music enticed so many followers from all over the world; and there is not one who has not heard of him; young or old, and regardless of which nationality you came from.
His albums sold like hot cakes which were just taken out of an oven, and his dance moves are practised everywhere by boys and girls alike and even the stiff music lovers found themselves swaying and nodding their heads to each rhythm of the beat.
It soon spread like fire, and some may even call it a cult; for his influence in music was so strong!
He almost had his fans faint in anticipation and anxiety as they observe his breath-taking move of sliding across the dance floor like being dragged on air.
It became his famous trademark; a move which was fondly remembered as the amazing Moonwalk which many tried and failed initially; and it continued to be the subject of awe and admiration of many.
He became a god-like icon in the music industry; as many worshipped the grounds he walked on.
His music continues to charm everyone; and some even say it has a trance-like effect. You can never get bored of listening to the same song over and over again, because it is just so enchanting and heart-throbbing!
He continued to prove his song talents when he released romantic slow ballads such as I just can't stop Loving you, Remember the Time, Man in the Mirror and You're not Alone.
He also showed his concern and desperate anxiety for the ailing environment as he wrote Heal the World and Earth Song.
He even tried to create the awareness of the racial issues haunting the world; and being an African American himself, he tried to patch the differences by gathering all the singers to perform the touching We are the World.
Then in the 90s, he created an uproar and controversy as he released his single, Black and White which had a unique rendering of the changing faces and races of the people at the end of the music video.
Initially there were even some explicit sexual content which was edited and removed prior to the release to which the great man himself apologized.
Every song of his was remembered and remained an evergreen ballad; and will never perish with the coming of time.
It is often fondly spoken of and each and everyone of us had in a way connected to the great ballads at one point of our time, weaving our personal experience with the songs.
The singer has garnered huge public and media attention with his record-breaking hits and his talents continued to wow many. He was known as a man with compassion for the children through his many contributions to the little ones. However, in the late 90s to the 2005 era, he was slapped with allegations of child sexual abuse; a news which shook the whole nation as they gasped in fear at the prospect of the superficial front the singer may be posing upon.
At the same time, his fans continue to stand unwavered by his side and soon enough, all charges were dropped and he is once again, loved by all and accepted by the public.
Besides his famous Moonwalk which started its premier in Billie Jean, he was well known for his short-of-breath and yelps in his singing. He was also chided by some for his infamous sexual implications as he touches his chest, torso and crotch as he performs on the stage; in front of a huge public.
Good or bad, they soon became the iconic styles of this pop star and he continued to be remembered across generations for his wonderful contributions to the world of music.
People boldly step forward to impersonate him; and all hailed him as the King of Pop.
He was indeed one who has gone against the tradition and inspired many through his genuine style of creativity and innovation. His style is admired by many and yet envied by most too; although they continued to bow down to this legendary star; one who has yet to meet his match.
As time pass us by and his intermittent releases of his albums soon left the people to entertain themselves with the descendants of the pop music and contemporary music; while having the King of Pop at the back of their minds.
Then we hear about the great comeback tour scheduled this year; and everyone started recalling those fond memories of his great performances as they wait in anxious anticipation for the reputed comeback of the century.
Everyone has had him in their mind and looked forward to watching his performance and his organizers must have laughed at profits they are making out of the fully-booked tickets to the concert.
Then on the 25th of June (US) and 26th of June (Asia) respectively, tragedy struck as the King of Pop breathed his last and was pronounced dead to the whole world.
All were in shock; and in disbelief of the passing of the legendary man.
It was as though he never left us; as we start recalling the memories of his legacy.
Everyone was not just in shock; his dear fans were in unconsolable grief.
It was news which took everyone by surprise; and no one could have predicted that the King of Pop has indeed left us.
He is only 50!
I have personally grown up listening to the King of Pop, and who could resist dancing to the beat of all his songs?
I loved the meaningful lyrics of Heal the World, Man in the Mirror, and We are the World. It is an awakening to the whole world to see the issues plaguing our perfect world.
Because of his songs and his contributions, the world has also come to refer to him as the World ambassador for peace and environment.
So true of a man who lived to serve others.
Despite his many faces; which continuously suffered pain and failure from the plastic surgeries, he was well-loved by everyone for his subtlety and humble self.
He is known as a soft-spoken person, a man who is down-to-earth despite being in the limelight for all his life.
It was indeed a great loss to the world, for how many could counter the amazing standards set by a prodigy like himself?
He was an icon in the music industry; in fact, he was music himself.
He has dedicated his whole life to music; and has contributed so much to creating an identity for music that it would be just to refer to him as the Pulse of music.
He brought life to the music industry; introducing brave moves and fast beats which he carefully choreographed into dance moves which are then produced into a short music video or MTV as what we know today.
He has ignited interests in music among those deaf and blind to the musical notes, and created such a revolution.
His legacy has indeed outshone that of his predecessor; the great King of Rock & Roll for his is a revolution; a new life to music.
His talents are uncounted for, and he has set records for a undefeatable competition for many generations to come.
He is the 80's, the 90's and for many more generations.
He may have left us today, but his legacy stays forever in our hearts...
A prayer for Michael Jackson; may heavens rejoice at his coming for the King of Pop shall dwell with the King of Rock & Roll in heaven and we shall remember his legacy in our hearts and minds down on earth..
Rest in Peace, Michael Jackson...you will definitely be missed
His death was mourned by many; and he is crowned the King of Rock & Roll for his music; one which will be remembered until today.
It was a loss perceived by many; especially his fans who loved him and his ballads, until a new star arise not long after.
He was first noticed by the audience as the adorable child who was also one of the lead singers in the siblings band fondly known as the Jackson Five.
A young boy who was not shy of his talents; he clearly stood out and won the hearts of the audience; as he continuously charms the music lovers with his voice, belting ballads one after another.
He soon soared to a new height with his talents as he started his solo singing career, and broke the record with Thriller which sold a hundred million copies worldwide; a record which no male singer from the Hot 100 era could beat and that remains even to this very day.
Besides being a singer, this talented boy (who is now a young man) composed his own songs and wrote his own lyrics himself. He could also play a few musical instruments on his own.
If there was ever anyone to be crowned a multi-talented artist, this was one that amazes everyone who knew him.
His career continued to fly to greater heights as he produced many more hits which held his fans in abated breath as they danced to his popular Beat It, Billie Jean, Bad. As he continues to unleash his magical charms through his breath-taking hits, he also came up with the brilliant idea of choreographing his dances and recording them in a sequence in the form of a music video.
His fans not only can listen to his voice and sing along to the beat they hear on the cassette/radio; they can now see him on the screen and dance along with him; or how the song is danced!
It was truly a revolution to the music industry; and this man has brought a whole new meaning to music appreciation!
He was quickly known for a pop singer; and one who outshone others. His music enticed so many followers from all over the world; and there is not one who has not heard of him; young or old, and regardless of which nationality you came from.
His albums sold like hot cakes which were just taken out of an oven, and his dance moves are practised everywhere by boys and girls alike and even the stiff music lovers found themselves swaying and nodding their heads to each rhythm of the beat.
It soon spread like fire, and some may even call it a cult; for his influence in music was so strong!
He almost had his fans faint in anticipation and anxiety as they observe his breath-taking move of sliding across the dance floor like being dragged on air.
It became his famous trademark; a move which was fondly remembered as the amazing Moonwalk which many tried and failed initially; and it continued to be the subject of awe and admiration of many.
He became a god-like icon in the music industry; as many worshipped the grounds he walked on.
His music continues to charm everyone; and some even say it has a trance-like effect. You can never get bored of listening to the same song over and over again, because it is just so enchanting and heart-throbbing!
He continued to prove his song talents when he released romantic slow ballads such as I just can't stop Loving you, Remember the Time, Man in the Mirror and You're not Alone.
He also showed his concern and desperate anxiety for the ailing environment as he wrote Heal the World and Earth Song.
He even tried to create the awareness of the racial issues haunting the world; and being an African American himself, he tried to patch the differences by gathering all the singers to perform the touching We are the World.
Then in the 90s, he created an uproar and controversy as he released his single, Black and White which had a unique rendering of the changing faces and races of the people at the end of the music video.
Initially there were even some explicit sexual content which was edited and removed prior to the release to which the great man himself apologized.
Every song of his was remembered and remained an evergreen ballad; and will never perish with the coming of time.
It is often fondly spoken of and each and everyone of us had in a way connected to the great ballads at one point of our time, weaving our personal experience with the songs.
The singer has garnered huge public and media attention with his record-breaking hits and his talents continued to wow many. He was known as a man with compassion for the children through his many contributions to the little ones. However, in the late 90s to the 2005 era, he was slapped with allegations of child sexual abuse; a news which shook the whole nation as they gasped in fear at the prospect of the superficial front the singer may be posing upon.
At the same time, his fans continue to stand unwavered by his side and soon enough, all charges were dropped and he is once again, loved by all and accepted by the public.
Besides his famous Moonwalk which started its premier in Billie Jean, he was well known for his short-of-breath and yelps in his singing. He was also chided by some for his infamous sexual implications as he touches his chest, torso and crotch as he performs on the stage; in front of a huge public.
Good or bad, they soon became the iconic styles of this pop star and he continued to be remembered across generations for his wonderful contributions to the world of music.
People boldly step forward to impersonate him; and all hailed him as the King of Pop.
He was indeed one who has gone against the tradition and inspired many through his genuine style of creativity and innovation. His style is admired by many and yet envied by most too; although they continued to bow down to this legendary star; one who has yet to meet his match.
As time pass us by and his intermittent releases of his albums soon left the people to entertain themselves with the descendants of the pop music and contemporary music; while having the King of Pop at the back of their minds.
Then we hear about the great comeback tour scheduled this year; and everyone started recalling those fond memories of his great performances as they wait in anxious anticipation for the reputed comeback of the century.
Everyone has had him in their mind and looked forward to watching his performance and his organizers must have laughed at profits they are making out of the fully-booked tickets to the concert.
Then on the 25th of June (US) and 26th of June (Asia) respectively, tragedy struck as the King of Pop breathed his last and was pronounced dead to the whole world.
All were in shock; and in disbelief of the passing of the legendary man.
It was as though he never left us; as we start recalling the memories of his legacy.
Everyone was not just in shock; his dear fans were in unconsolable grief.
It was news which took everyone by surprise; and no one could have predicted that the King of Pop has indeed left us.
He is only 50!
I have personally grown up listening to the King of Pop, and who could resist dancing to the beat of all his songs?
I loved the meaningful lyrics of Heal the World, Man in the Mirror, and We are the World. It is an awakening to the whole world to see the issues plaguing our perfect world.
Because of his songs and his contributions, the world has also come to refer to him as the World ambassador for peace and environment.
So true of a man who lived to serve others.
Despite his many faces; which continuously suffered pain and failure from the plastic surgeries, he was well-loved by everyone for his subtlety and humble self.
He is known as a soft-spoken person, a man who is down-to-earth despite being in the limelight for all his life.
It was indeed a great loss to the world, for how many could counter the amazing standards set by a prodigy like himself?
He was an icon in the music industry; in fact, he was music himself.
He has dedicated his whole life to music; and has contributed so much to creating an identity for music that it would be just to refer to him as the Pulse of music.
He brought life to the music industry; introducing brave moves and fast beats which he carefully choreographed into dance moves which are then produced into a short music video or MTV as what we know today.
He has ignited interests in music among those deaf and blind to the musical notes, and created such a revolution.
His legacy has indeed outshone that of his predecessor; the great King of Rock & Roll for his is a revolution; a new life to music.
His talents are uncounted for, and he has set records for a undefeatable competition for many generations to come.
He is the 80's, the 90's and for many more generations.
He may have left us today, but his legacy stays forever in our hearts...
A prayer for Michael Jackson; may heavens rejoice at his coming for the King of Pop shall dwell with the King of Rock & Roll in heaven and we shall remember his legacy in our hearts and minds down on earth..
Rest in Peace, Michael Jackson...you will definitely be missed
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Common Sense is Dead!
"Common sense is dead in this world"
These were the words which were uttered by Ernie Chen, a motivational trainer whose training I attended a few months ago.
It was not something which we weren't aware of but yet, those words when uttered brought about a sudden realization and led to a reflection plus an injection into the overall perspective of the contemporary world.
I couldn't help but nod my head in agreement without a doubt after the uncountable incidents I have witnessed, gone through and also heard of, not mentioning reading.
A quick definition of common sense
(I decided to make a quick run through Google to find the meaning and this is the list I came up with):
Merriam-Webster : sound and prudent judgment based on a simple perception of the situation or facts
Answers.com: Sound judgment not based on specialized knowledge; native good judgment
Wikipedia:
Suffice to say, common sense is not something that can be learnt nor can be taught; it's all purely based on the human's natural given senses to make native judgment (unless you are Not human)
Why do we say common sense is DEAD in this world?
Such a strong statement and yet it depicts the truth and the disappointing reality we look at each day.
Take the following situations for examples or a depiction of what I am trying to say here:
Scenario 1:
You are walking to the elevator, and you see the elevator door closing after someone walks in.
Instinctively, you run to the elevator (you don't want to wait for another elevator which may take a few good minutes) and you're like less than a few centimeters away from the door and it CLOSES in your face.
Yeah, it just CLOSED.
Now take note that no matter what shoe you're wearing, you're bound to make that thumping sound when you make that rush to the elevator door; or even your heavy breathing sound or that brushing against the buttons and crisp ironed shirt or the swish swash sounds of your files under your armpit.
You just can't believe how unbelievably close you are to that elevator which only held one person and you're unable to get in!
You start to mutter something under your breath and silently cursed the person who probably or definitely pushed the Close button even though he/she heard you coming and you start to wonder, "What on earth is wrong with them!"
Yeah, that happens and not just to you or me but everyone who has ever taken a elevator definitely has experienced that.
It's not the elevator is fully occupied, then why do those people in it have to have that constant urge to press the close button hurriedly? (Oh wait, were they even in a hurry?)
Do we need to shout or announce that someone is coming for them to hold that door open for a few more seconds?
For goodness sake, it's only for a few more seconds and not like eternity and yet they can't wait.
How do you teach that in school?
This is something that needs to come from your own judgment; unless you're deaf, that's a different story....
(So, don't let me meet one of you who deliberately pushed the close button so that I can't get in! )
Scenario 2:
You're waiting in line for the KTM/LRT to arrive and soon it does.
You were slowly approaching the carriage which you are standing closest to and there's a bunch of people who just rushed to the front; in front of you.
(Yeah, they just didn't see you; how convenient)
When the door opens, there are a bunch of people trying to get out but those bunch of people just pushed their way in.
You stood there being pushed by these 2 groups of people and by the time, you decided it's time to push your way in, the door closes and the porter comes over, yelling at you to stand behind the yellow line to wait for the next train.
You grit your teeth and tell yourself that you're going to push your way in when the next train arrives (you start to think that's probably the reason the earlier bunch of people pushed themselves in and jumped the line)
When the train arrives, you managed to get in somehow and find a place to sit.
It was fully occupied and you were left with no choice but to cling to one of those hand rails either hanging up on the train's ceiling or place your hand to grab that pole (if you manage to find a space between those tightly-gripping hands) and at the same time, enduring those stares from people sitting comfortably at your armpits (and you wonder whether you have body odour or whether your shirt is torn underneath those armpits).
When the train stops at the next station, you see an old lady and a pregnant woman entering the coach. You wait to see if there's any vacant seats and that's where you notice that those people who were so busy scrutinizing you and every single person standing in front of them were now hanging their heads low; pretending to be asleep or deeply poring into their newspapers like they read about the world coming to an end in a few hours.
The two unfortunate ladies had to stand and maintain their balance while the train speeds and wobbles through the tunnels and tracks.
Doesn't this sound familiar to you?
If they didn't know that they should give way or give up their seats to those needy, then why did they know how to offer their seats when the PM himself was in the train?
(I wonder)
Scenario 3:
You were in the office, carrying a high stack of files and papers which you need to bring from this cabinet to another (okay, you were probably over-estimating yourself but you just wanted to save the time of having to do it several times).
You walked past cube after cube and a bunch of guy colleagues and even female colleagues along the way and the weight is getting to you.
You had to open the door in front of you and you realized that your hand could not possibly reach the door knob and you tried to look around helplessly, past the towering heights of your files and you could see everyone were busy at work.
Then someone comes out of the pantry or the restrooms but they walked past you; like you were invisible.
You knew you had to either put down your files and do it yourself; but thinking of the trouble of stacking those files and yet holding the door, you knew you had no choice.
You called out to that colleague who looked surprised (as though they just saw you); and you really believed you have turned into a static office ornament which has been standing there; unnoticed by everyone.
The colleague finally walked over and opened the door for you.
Before you could turn back and utter thanks, the door has closed and all you could see is his/her back.
Or you could be in a supermarket where you've just completed your shopping.
Since it was the sales period and things seem to be really cheap; everything seems to be at a fraction of their original price and you realize that you do need almost everything, and in a short few hours, you have bought an amount which could feed or hold an entire nation.
Now the problem is you have these shopping bags which you need to carry and the car park is not so near.
You finally made your way there and you saw someone in front of you - you fastened your pace to catch up with them; hopefully you could squeeze out of the door or they may probably be good Samaritans who could hold the door for you and when you reach there, the door slams in your direction and you almost fell from that swinging magnetic door which ALMOST hit you.
In the end, you had to use your shopping bags to push that door (if you still have any energy left in you after all that cursing under your breath!)
Do all these sound familiar to you?
I still have so many scenarios to share that if I were to use up this entire blog, it may not be sufficient to list them all out!
I bet you're probably laughing by now at all those scenarios and thinking how everyday it is.
Mind you, these are not to be dismissed by, "Oh, that's perfectly normal" because this is a clear show that you and I are just like these senseless morons who think that they are doing nothing wrong.
Now how much lesson do we need to incorporate to teach people how to hold the door open when you see someone coming, how to offer to help someone take their files when they're obviously struggling, how to volunteer to open the door for them, how to hold the door when someone's coming through with shopping bags, how to give your seat to the poor old woman/pregnant/disabled people, how to let the folks out of the carriage before you enter, how to turn on your signal when you want to turn into that lane, how to stop for pedestrians when they are about to cross the road, how to wave your hand in gesture to thank another driver who just gave way to you, how to stop smoking when people around you are already covering their mouths and noses with tissue/handkerchief, how to turn off the water tap you see running in a public restaurant without being told to, how to how to how to....
Do we really need to incorporate them anymore than we do right now in our Moral lessons?
Oh wait, do people really regard moral lessons as a necessity or just a silly subject added to their burden of science or core subjects?
See the attitude of even bothering to learn when there were attempts to teach?
And yet we wonder at why people are behaving this way around us or some of us, don't even care because they're one of them...
Now, if you're reading this and agree with me, don't let me catch you as one of those who committed any of the above crimes because common sense don't even need to come with legal education.
USE your mind and USE your senses; most importantly, your human brain....
UNLESS you don't have any!
These were the words which were uttered by Ernie Chen, a motivational trainer whose training I attended a few months ago.
It was not something which we weren't aware of but yet, those words when uttered brought about a sudden realization and led to a reflection plus an injection into the overall perspective of the contemporary world.
I couldn't help but nod my head in agreement without a doubt after the uncountable incidents I have witnessed, gone through and also heard of, not mentioning reading.
A quick definition of common sense
(I decided to make a quick run through Google to find the meaning and this is the list I came up with):
Merriam-Webster : sound and prudent judgment based on a simple perception of the situation or facts
Answers.com: Sound judgment not based on specialized knowledge; native good judgment
Wikipedia:
- a sense of things being common to other things
- a sense of things common to humanity
Suffice to say, common sense is not something that can be learnt nor can be taught; it's all purely based on the human's natural given senses to make native judgment (unless you are Not human)
Why do we say common sense is DEAD in this world?
Such a strong statement and yet it depicts the truth and the disappointing reality we look at each day.
Take the following situations for examples or a depiction of what I am trying to say here:
Scenario 1:
You are walking to the elevator, and you see the elevator door closing after someone walks in.
Instinctively, you run to the elevator (you don't want to wait for another elevator which may take a few good minutes) and you're like less than a few centimeters away from the door and it CLOSES in your face.
Yeah, it just CLOSED.
Now take note that no matter what shoe you're wearing, you're bound to make that thumping sound when you make that rush to the elevator door; or even your heavy breathing sound or that brushing against the buttons and crisp ironed shirt or the swish swash sounds of your files under your armpit.
You just can't believe how unbelievably close you are to that elevator which only held one person and you're unable to get in!
You start to mutter something under your breath and silently cursed the person who probably or definitely pushed the Close button even though he/she heard you coming and you start to wonder, "What on earth is wrong with them!"
Yeah, that happens and not just to you or me but everyone who has ever taken a elevator definitely has experienced that.
It's not the elevator is fully occupied, then why do those people in it have to have that constant urge to press the close button hurriedly? (Oh wait, were they even in a hurry?)
Do we need to shout or announce that someone is coming for them to hold that door open for a few more seconds?
For goodness sake, it's only for a few more seconds and not like eternity and yet they can't wait.
How do you teach that in school?
This is something that needs to come from your own judgment; unless you're deaf, that's a different story....
(So, don't let me meet one of you who deliberately pushed the close button so that I can't get in! )
Scenario 2:
You're waiting in line for the KTM/LRT to arrive and soon it does.
You were slowly approaching the carriage which you are standing closest to and there's a bunch of people who just rushed to the front; in front of you.
(Yeah, they just didn't see you; how convenient)
When the door opens, there are a bunch of people trying to get out but those bunch of people just pushed their way in.
You stood there being pushed by these 2 groups of people and by the time, you decided it's time to push your way in, the door closes and the porter comes over, yelling at you to stand behind the yellow line to wait for the next train.
You grit your teeth and tell yourself that you're going to push your way in when the next train arrives (you start to think that's probably the reason the earlier bunch of people pushed themselves in and jumped the line)
When the train arrives, you managed to get in somehow and find a place to sit.
It was fully occupied and you were left with no choice but to cling to one of those hand rails either hanging up on the train's ceiling or place your hand to grab that pole (if you manage to find a space between those tightly-gripping hands) and at the same time, enduring those stares from people sitting comfortably at your armpits (and you wonder whether you have body odour or whether your shirt is torn underneath those armpits).
When the train stops at the next station, you see an old lady and a pregnant woman entering the coach. You wait to see if there's any vacant seats and that's where you notice that those people who were so busy scrutinizing you and every single person standing in front of them were now hanging their heads low; pretending to be asleep or deeply poring into their newspapers like they read about the world coming to an end in a few hours.
The two unfortunate ladies had to stand and maintain their balance while the train speeds and wobbles through the tunnels and tracks.
Doesn't this sound familiar to you?
If they didn't know that they should give way or give up their seats to those needy, then why did they know how to offer their seats when the PM himself was in the train?
(I wonder)
Scenario 3:
You were in the office, carrying a high stack of files and papers which you need to bring from this cabinet to another (okay, you were probably over-estimating yourself but you just wanted to save the time of having to do it several times).
You walked past cube after cube and a bunch of guy colleagues and even female colleagues along the way and the weight is getting to you.
You had to open the door in front of you and you realized that your hand could not possibly reach the door knob and you tried to look around helplessly, past the towering heights of your files and you could see everyone were busy at work.
Then someone comes out of the pantry or the restrooms but they walked past you; like you were invisible.
You knew you had to either put down your files and do it yourself; but thinking of the trouble of stacking those files and yet holding the door, you knew you had no choice.
You called out to that colleague who looked surprised (as though they just saw you); and you really believed you have turned into a static office ornament which has been standing there; unnoticed by everyone.
The colleague finally walked over and opened the door for you.
Before you could turn back and utter thanks, the door has closed and all you could see is his/her back.
Or you could be in a supermarket where you've just completed your shopping.
Since it was the sales period and things seem to be really cheap; everything seems to be at a fraction of their original price and you realize that you do need almost everything, and in a short few hours, you have bought an amount which could feed or hold an entire nation.
Now the problem is you have these shopping bags which you need to carry and the car park is not so near.
You finally made your way there and you saw someone in front of you - you fastened your pace to catch up with them; hopefully you could squeeze out of the door or they may probably be good Samaritans who could hold the door for you and when you reach there, the door slams in your direction and you almost fell from that swinging magnetic door which ALMOST hit you.
In the end, you had to use your shopping bags to push that door (if you still have any energy left in you after all that cursing under your breath!)
Do all these sound familiar to you?
I still have so many scenarios to share that if I were to use up this entire blog, it may not be sufficient to list them all out!
I bet you're probably laughing by now at all those scenarios and thinking how everyday it is.
Mind you, these are not to be dismissed by, "Oh, that's perfectly normal" because this is a clear show that you and I are just like these senseless morons who think that they are doing nothing wrong.
Now how much lesson do we need to incorporate to teach people how to hold the door open when you see someone coming, how to offer to help someone take their files when they're obviously struggling, how to volunteer to open the door for them, how to hold the door when someone's coming through with shopping bags, how to give your seat to the poor old woman/pregnant/disabled people, how to let the folks out of the carriage before you enter, how to turn on your signal when you want to turn into that lane, how to stop for pedestrians when they are about to cross the road, how to wave your hand in gesture to thank another driver who just gave way to you, how to stop smoking when people around you are already covering their mouths and noses with tissue/handkerchief, how to turn off the water tap you see running in a public restaurant without being told to, how to how to how to....
Do we really need to incorporate them anymore than we do right now in our Moral lessons?
Oh wait, do people really regard moral lessons as a necessity or just a silly subject added to their burden of science or core subjects?
See the attitude of even bothering to learn when there were attempts to teach?
And yet we wonder at why people are behaving this way around us or some of us, don't even care because they're one of them...
Now, if you're reading this and agree with me, don't let me catch you as one of those who committed any of the above crimes because common sense don't even need to come with legal education.
USE your mind and USE your senses; most importantly, your human brain....
UNLESS you don't have any!
My Thoughts and My Words
Welcome to my latest blog!
Wondering why on earth am I creating a new blog when I have uncountable blogs to keep track of?
Well, I just decided that my Angelstar blog is pretty much more focused on the happenings in my life and the positive outlook or how I look at the daily life while Princess diaries, on the other hand also relate to my personal life; and my inner voice.
I am not going to waste time here describing each and every of my blog; for I find no need for explanation. If you are interested, you are just interested. If you are not, well, then, what's the need to explain, right?
My Thoughts & My Words will my latest endeavor and this blog, will definitely be more factual and documentary-based; just like my Voices of Eve. This is my true nature of writing in which I shall explore issues of interest but with a more self-centric and opinionated style.
There is another of my long forgotten blog which was an initial effort to kick off my attempt with my own zine. However, I am planning to port most of my writing on issues and surrounding topics from here and there but be prepared for non-news-style of reporting. Much as I like being a reporter, this will not be my style. My Thoughts and My Words will be my voice; what I think or what I want to write; be it brutal or naive - it is MY opinion. Like it or not, you are welcome to my blog if you want to read. You don't necessarily have to agree with me, and if you don't, you are always welcome to drop comments or your views on the comments board; just click on the comments link below every post.
I welcome comments, BUT if you are here to bash my thoughts and only believe you are right, sorry, this may not be the blog for you to come in.
Sound sarcastic?
Perhaps it is time to do so; we are living in a world of free speech; much as we like to believe anyway.
This is MY Thoughts and MY Words, so welcome if you are here to stay!
Also, a BIG Thank YOU to all my loyal readers and friends out there and I welcome you once again to the blog of my VOICE!
Wondering why on earth am I creating a new blog when I have uncountable blogs to keep track of?
Well, I just decided that my Angelstar blog is pretty much more focused on the happenings in my life and the positive outlook or how I look at the daily life while Princess diaries, on the other hand also relate to my personal life; and my inner voice.
I am not going to waste time here describing each and every of my blog; for I find no need for explanation. If you are interested, you are just interested. If you are not, well, then, what's the need to explain, right?
My Thoughts & My Words will my latest endeavor and this blog, will definitely be more factual and documentary-based; just like my Voices of Eve. This is my true nature of writing in which I shall explore issues of interest but with a more self-centric and opinionated style.
There is another of my long forgotten blog which was an initial effort to kick off my attempt with my own zine. However, I am planning to port most of my writing on issues and surrounding topics from here and there but be prepared for non-news-style of reporting. Much as I like being a reporter, this will not be my style. My Thoughts and My Words will be my voice; what I think or what I want to write; be it brutal or naive - it is MY opinion. Like it or not, you are welcome to my blog if you want to read. You don't necessarily have to agree with me, and if you don't, you are always welcome to drop comments or your views on the comments board; just click on the comments link below every post.
I welcome comments, BUT if you are here to bash my thoughts and only believe you are right, sorry, this may not be the blog for you to come in.
Sound sarcastic?
Perhaps it is time to do so; we are living in a world of free speech; much as we like to believe anyway.
This is MY Thoughts and MY Words, so welcome if you are here to stay!
Also, a BIG Thank YOU to all my loyal readers and friends out there and I welcome you once again to the blog of my VOICE!
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