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Ominous title!

Wow. My head is reeling from all the stuff that has just impregnated it. Yea, I feel kinda fucked. Please tell me you caught the pun. If you did, congratulations. If you didn’t, ask any cantonese speaker what “pun” is. With a slightly serious, pained face.

Ok let me impart some things quickly, before they escape my consciousness.

I’ve been watching stand-up comedy quite abit, and cos there’s this thing called “Cinco de Mayo” (“5th of May” in Spanish – wikipedia it) going on here, they featured Latino stand-up acts on Comedy Central. I watched this guy George Lopez.. found myself laughing out loud at times.. I like stand-up. I like how quick they are, how they can allude to something so far in advance and make it hit with such an impact that people are willing to part with their hard earned dollars to laugh at it.

So a number of issues (pertaining to me) have been plaguing me lately. I haven’t gotten my CPT application form done, which is something I’ll need to be able to work legally in the USA once May 19th comes (I start my internship then). I’ve been troubled by a copy of Ares that is unable to connect to the network in my apartment, for some reason. Long story short, I haven’t downloaded any songs for over a semester now. Well that’s history. Interesting events led me to download Limewire, which works like a charm, reintroducing me to (literally) 4 second song downloads. Sweetness.

It is finals week, by the way. Those of us who work in the university’s Memorial Union Food Court are still required to work, though the timing may bring up the possibility that there are more important things to be doing (like watching movies and downloading songs). Anyway, I showed up at work today in the proper outfit, but I was wearing slippers. (It’s hot here in Ames now! 26 degrees Celcius). Unfortunately, the old expired lady who works as one of the managers there caught sight of my nude toes, and saw it fit to dismiss me in the most lansi, bitchy way possible. Ok fine, she was just doing her job, but fuck, man. I just had a damn final exam and I still decided to show up for work. Was she worried that I drop a piece of burning fries and burning chicken on my precious toes and thus sue them?? Well she shouldn’t be, cos I already scald my hands there everytime I’m there anyway. Oil (at 350 degrees F) splashes onto my arms almost on a daily basis. Complaints? Nil. Nada. But one fucking occurrence of slippers and the world stops turning. She then proceeds to tell all the other supervisors that she’s sending me home cos I don’t have shoes. Right, I get it. You don’t need me. But hey, I don’t need you either. I hope your kids lock you in a cellar where your father rapes you and fathers seven more children, dammit.

Which brings me to the next thing disturbing me. Josef Fritzl, a sick Austrian man (not to be confused with Gov. Ahnuld – the only other Austrian I know.. Hitler is a technicality, we’ll save this argument for another day) has just been exposed for the sickeningly insane things he’s been up to.

Josef Fritzl. You can see how insane and fucked up this guy is just by his face.

Short summary: JF imprisons his daughter in an underground cellar, rapes her beginning at the age of 11 or 12 repeatedly and fathers seven (7!!) children with her. He ‘adopts’ 3 of the children and raises them with his wife (upstairs) as if they were their own. The other 3 children lived underground with their mother, and they have never seen sunlight since they were born.

Click here to see the full story :CNN article, Secrets of Horror Cellar Revealed.

I’ve been following this story for awhile on Google News, so I’ve been finding out bits and pieces as the authorities released them online. The more I read I feel like pulling all my hair out. THE #^%$# SOME HUMAN BEINGS CAPABLE OF.. aargh!

And on other matters, I just read that Raja Petra Kamarudin’s computers have been seized and in one of his latest posts, he says he posted from a cyber cafe. Interesting. Seriously, how the %#@$ do the authorities in Malaysia function. When the next-in-line to assume the leadership of Malaysia is implicated in a murder and might very well be the one who gave the green light to execute the deceased. I was just mentioning the other day, that the person on-stage (the performer)’s effectiveness is measured by how obvious he is. Conversely, the person backstage’s effectiveness is measured by how un-obvious he is. The current leader of Malaysia just seems like a backstage helper to me. I don’t know who the performer is. Even the ex-Prime Minister seems to be doing a better job at being obvious. He has even started a blog, which has attracted 223837 hits as of now, after 5 days in existence. That’s almost 45,000 hits per day.

Visit Dr. Mahathir’s blog.

There isn’t much on it yet, but damn, love him or hate him, Dr. Mahathir was Malaysia’s leader for 23 years; and during those 23 years Malaysia rose from nothing into something. Corrupt or not, progress was made during his time as Prime Minister. This begs the question though: Would you rather work for an extremely capable, intelligent, ruthless ‘bad guy’, or a docile, impotent, sleepy ‘good guy’ (who we aren’t sure is THAT ‘good’ anyway)? This is debatable, but there is no debate as to whose blog would be more interesting. I choose the former.

Being a little caught up in the wave of US politics myself, the fierce political battle between Democratic presidential hopefuls Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton, one can’t help but lament the sad situation that is Malaysia. So deeply entrenched in the grasp of corruption, Malaysia will never prosper, let alone achieve a dream that was once Wawasan 2020. That arrives in 12 years. I remember years ago when I was 14 or 15, I thought to myself “Hrm, I’ll be 33 in the year 2020. The prime of my life.” I didn’t realize at the time that our country would descend to such lows; and surely it didn’t occur to me that I might not even want to be home in that time. But who knows what can happen in 12 years. So much can happen in days, even hours. What more 12 years.

Ok I have to get back to life here. Stay sharp, and keep thinking.