photo album
sorry if this page has been turned into a makeshift photo album instead of the regular blog entries.
i mean, there's lots to blog about given the political situation in a certain country, but i really am too tired to comment about how intelligent it is to send your husband into "exile" and let him escape jail or any form of punishment. my imaginary three year old son tells me that he's probably happily gambling in Las Vegas.
although i must say, although i'm half cursing those people behind the london blasts, i admire them for their manipulation of the media. just when all eyes were on London after the olympic bid crap, they decide to blow london up, how very smart.
it's amazing isnt it? i suspect that they have been planning it for years.
but again that's what i think.. i've been too lazy to read the papers or what the critics have to say, not that i think you guys care about what i blabble here anyway. deep inside i know i seriously dont care. we've all been exposed to such violent acts or scandals every other day. seeing people make a fool of themselves, seeing politicians use the most beautiful promises to paint the future they may never be able to live up to, seeing fathers kill sons and friends shooting each other. no, deep inside i think we're all numb.
but we all realise that these are not just on TV or in the papers. it stares at us in the face and slaps us. reality, that is, painful, sad, and true. perhaps some glorified by the pens of the journalists, perhaps some already commented by them in a biased manner. this life, this world, is so much shaped by the media - we live in the world they create. we live in the world and know what this world is like because it is what they tell us it's like.
i think we fail to see anymore.
i mean, there's lots to blog about given the political situation in a certain country, but i really am too tired to comment about how intelligent it is to send your husband into "exile" and let him escape jail or any form of punishment. my imaginary three year old son tells me that he's probably happily gambling in Las Vegas.
although i must say, although i'm half cursing those people behind the london blasts, i admire them for their manipulation of the media. just when all eyes were on London after the olympic bid crap, they decide to blow london up, how very smart.
it's amazing isnt it? i suspect that they have been planning it for years.
but again that's what i think.. i've been too lazy to read the papers or what the critics have to say, not that i think you guys care about what i blabble here anyway. deep inside i know i seriously dont care. we've all been exposed to such violent acts or scandals every other day. seeing people make a fool of themselves, seeing politicians use the most beautiful promises to paint the future they may never be able to live up to, seeing fathers kill sons and friends shooting each other. no, deep inside i think we're all numb.
but we all realise that these are not just on TV or in the papers. it stares at us in the face and slaps us. reality, that is, painful, sad, and true. perhaps some glorified by the pens of the journalists, perhaps some already commented by them in a biased manner. this life, this world, is so much shaped by the media - we live in the world they create. we live in the world and know what this world is like because it is what they tell us it's like.
i think we fail to see anymore.
posted by The Fat One @ 23:50
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