This is not a good time to write.
Not at all, and seeing how I'm already in hot water for not being able to close deals (a whole other story),
this could get me in serious trouble.
How I loathe that.
Being worried about 'getting into trouble'.
Having my future and well-being grasped firmly by someone else.
Nonetheless, I must write.
I must.
Even though I am tired,
and I've got a million things to do,
here I am.
Sounds dramatic, I know.
But it's my blog, so if you think it's lame or funny,
by all means bend over and stick your own head directly up your ass,
which doubles as your mouth.
Good.
Couldn't help reading Islamophobic comments on Yahoo SG,
regarding an article involving gunmen in freaking Kenya.
Holy shit why did I need to remind myself
about how stupid these people are?
Seriously.
In their minds: Kenyan gunmen related to Singaporean Muslims.
Right.
Without even confirming who they really are.
And even if they were actual Muslims,
what exactly do they have to do with us?
Oh right.
Muslims. Islam.
Great use of logic there.
They also have penises and heads.
You've got that in common with them, don't you?
What? Doesn't apply?
Of course it does.
Just take whatever common features you can find,
and use that as an excuse to target the group of your choice,
in this case, Muslims.
Fucking dumbass bigot cocksuckers.
The comment that really got to me was the condescending tone
about how he hopes Singaporean Muslims aren't like that.
Right.
Who the fuck exactly do you think you are,
that we need your fucking approval?
As if your goddamn opinion mattered.
Hint: It doesn't and neither do you.
Hey, I read about a Chinese man raping his daughter the other day.
Oh gee,
I really hope the Chinese men like you are not like that!
See how it works?
Probably not.
Anyway, I'm sleepy too.
And exhausted. And frustrated.
Writing's definitely on the wall,
and if this large deal doesn't come through,
then man,
I better have another job lined up.
Well enough of that
