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Friday, September 02, 2005
I am exhilarated at the moment. Seraphina, I hereby command you to come online! I want to tell her something, but unfortunately, she's offline. There's Spiderman on tele now, but no one is watching it but perhaps a few phantoms as my brother as just gone for his bath. Haha... Well, since there's so much on the case of Took Leng How, let me take a leaf out of a certain person's blog, and comment on how similar it is to that in TKAM. People all treated it like another shopping trip, with the regular 'aunties' and 'uncles' queueing up for three hours just to get into the courtroom. Look alright. I really am disgusted that people just love to gloat over the downfall of others, and to jeer at them at their weakest point. Has society brought us all up to say 'why are you crying? Your husband is a murderer!' to one who has just lost a loved one? What has education done to one indeed? The cynical side of me says that education has done nothing except give us a roll of certificates of which at the end of the road of life, you'd wish was toilet paper (Timmy, aren't you honoured?) instead. At that point, toilet paper would be even more valuable than those certificates, and well, exams. Education has done nothing but make us cram chemical symbols or memorize chinese letters, then regurgitating everything for an exam and score top grades. But if you do remember me posting a paragraph from 'Catcher in the Rye', it says that an education helps you to match the right thoughts to the the size of your mind. Perhaps it is because of this lack of education that those 'aunties' and 'uncles' yelled to the family of Took those hurtful words. After all, they do not know the what kind of thoughts would fit the size of their mind, and have just blurted out what flashed in their mind at that particular moment. Enough digression, allow me to go back to how similar it is to TKAM. When Tom Robinson's life was on the line, the people of Maycomb could go 'LALALALA... What a wonderful day for a picnic it is' and talk about the drama going on like it was a television show. Indeed, one could argue that it was because the life of Tom Robinson did not matter one bit to anyone but the blacks and the Finches. But, to think that a human could take someone's life as a kind of entertainment, just to past their time, just to satisfy their need for sensation! It sure puts me off... Isn't it the same here? Those 'aunties' and 'uncles' who mostly have no lives crowd the bloody courtroom every single day, and cling on to all the gossip like it was their life. I am not going to deny that I am not judging people here, as I am, and yes, it is one of man's biggest weakness, and I won't bother playing a saint and saying that I do not judge people. It is so ironic that people talk about not judging people, and with the turn of their head, start gossiping about those 'aunties' and 'uncles' and swearing their heads off. Yanne, I am sorry if this offends you, since the person who owns that blog is someone you know, and I do know that person too, but well... I won't bother. And do not wish that I would reveal the person's name, since it'd only be judgement day for Yanne, and no way am I gonna do that. That's all. 8:34 PM
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