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Wow.

That’s the only word that comes to mind during my daily reflections (of which more will be posted online, I promise…) Simply put, I have never been as amazed at the world as I am these fresh few days of 2005. From the disaster in South & Southeast Asia (more on that later), to the idiocy that I witness everyday, I am continually stunned. But not completly speechless. If there’s one thing that’s certain in life, it’s that when given a chance, people open their big mouths to gripe…including me.

And first on the agenda are the tsunamis currently sweeping through the world as I type. I’m not referring to the natural disasters that have taken so many lives. Instead I refer to overwhelming flood of news that has followed in the wake of December 26. Much like after Sept. 11, 2001, every form of media (new and old, wired and waved) have contributed to raising the world’s awareness. And that’s a damn good thing.

Let’s hope that in the months that come, we don’t forget Aceh, Galle, and Nicobar for whatever latest celebrity titillation that enamours the public mind.

As for what’s happening on the uncluttered front, my understanding is that Prashant is currently taking a leave of absence. Yes, the jabs, jokes and jests may now commence – his contributions have always been sparse, I know. Even so, let us wish him well on his future endeavors, which I understand involve yaks in Central Asia… more on that as I find out.

As for me? I have plans in the works. But let me first pose a question to our “readers” (and I know you’re out there….)

What does time mean to you?

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So it has come to this: “They are lucky we allow them to exist on the same continent.”

“They” are Canadians (that’s me!) and “we” are Americans.

If you haven’t heard by now, Ann Coulter (darling of the conservative section of the US) has blasted my country. The above comment was uttered on some Fox news show (for more details).

By what right does one country “allow” another to exist? (Let alone on the same land mass.)

Now that the Republicans have the House, the Senate and the Presidency; now that the Democrats can no longer be the “whipping boy” of intellectual discourse in the American landscape: Canada can take their place?

But in my usual manner of addresing things, I have two words for anyone who puts too much thought into these things: fuck it.

Fuck it all: Coulter is entitled to her own (however asinine) opinions.

Fuck them all: All who believe the tripe that is spouted by talking political heads on TV ought to be ashamed of themselves.

Yet at the same time, their comments are absurd. Not “I wonder what was going through her head when she said that” absurd, but a more cerebral absurdity. Comments like that make you step back and re-examine yourself. Lewis Black describes it best:

“I’ll repeat that, because that’s the kind of sentence that, when you hear it, your brain comes to a screeching halt. And the left hand side of the brain looks at the right hand side of the brain, and goes, ‘It’s dark in here… and we may die.’”



And then there are times when no words can be used to describe the situation; it is now utterly pointless to exert mental energy.

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We’re in day 2 of “How long does it take for Prashant to notice that this blog has been reactived?”

Of course, I will be lenient with him: my colleague is in the midst of preparation for the most important test of his life. No, nothing health related (me thinks he be too young for a prostate probe), I trust his body is performing at optimum levels. Rather, he is currently studying for the Graduate Record Examination.

However, let’s leave him to his devices, vocab lists, math equations and writing modules, as I’m sure he’s revelling in his brief return to academia.

Instead, let’s turn our attention to more important issues. Not the election (neither of us will vote on Tuesday, and despite our strong political beliefs, I really can’t be fucked to add anymore anaylsis, commentary to it anymore – What Happense Will Happen.) Not anything from my personal life, cause quite honestly, its boring. And who really wants to read about what I had for dinner or breakfast, or who’s my latest infatuation etc. etc. etc.

Actually, let’s look at the whole culture of nosiness…. from reality TV shows, to personal blogs, to websites peddling up-skirt photo wares, voyeurism is running strong in our society. I will admit, I am voyeuristic. Sitting at some cafe in a crowded city, I enjoy watching people. People moving from point A to point B, people yakking endlessly to some mysterious party on their latest cellular device, people picking their noses, scratching their asses, adjusting

undergarments, people just being people.

People being themselves….now there’s a novel concept.

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