Monday, June 24, 2019

Concentration Camps

Concentration camps. They're concentration camps where children are being tortured. Some have died.

Here's a fun fact: Anne Frank died in a concentration camp, likely from disease.

Should've taken a page out of Australia's book and placed the camps in an offshore location. Out of sight, out of mind.

Now let's all pat ourselves on the back for being such good, freedom-loving, decent human beings.



Everybody who defends, or deflects attention from these camps are vile, disgusting creatures cut from the same cloth as those who lynched innocent men, women, children.

They are not human,
and they cannot be reasoned with,
and must be beaten back with sticks and stones whenever they advance with their fangs out.

But we must be better than them,
and endure their repeated attempts.

We shouldn't be weak.
Every one of their charges needs to be
beaten back with full force.

Once they've retreated back into their holes,
we must stop.

Violence is absolutely a requirement,
but not needless, senseless violence.
Only enough to stop what they're doing.

Let them fester in their pits,
if that's what they want.

Every attempt they make to
hurt others must be repelled.

And if any of them
choose to come over,
to try and learn,
and be compassionate,
find their lost dignity and decency,
then our doors must be open to them.
Regardless of what they've done.
Regardless.

So long as they are still breathing,
we must show them that decency must prevail.
Then there is another way.
We will be disappointed,
outraged,
betrayed.

This is a certainty.

But we must hold fast.

For we are better than these animals.

Well enough of that.








Sunday, June 23, 2019

Happiness

It just hit me as I was washing dishes
on a lazy Sunday afternoon,
intermingling with thoughts of going back to Korea,
and the mild frustration with having to come back to Singapore and work.

Happiness is so fleeting.
And I'd read someone say (in an online comment!)
that people experience happiness,
and spend their lives chasing after
the chance to experience something similar or better.
Well something like that.

But the core of the message has stuck with me.

Happiness is fleeting.
You'll always have problems,
things to do,
bills to pay,
responsibilities.

Even with all the money
in the world,
there's no such thing as pure happiness all the time.

Whether it's games or sex or anything else you can think of.
It always ends.

And those who can't accept this,
are doomed to chase after phantoms.

Even if you aren't,
the entire process is a marathon.
I mean, I knew that.
I KNOW that.

But it's always good to remind yourself from time to time.

My OCD has been acting up again,
and I fear that it might influence the little one.

I've decided though,
to take it easy.

Can't pray 5 times a day?
Cut it down first.
Build up the tolerance like a muscle.

Otherwise it all come crumbling down,
and not only will I bring myself to the dirt,
I'll drag my family with me.
Not gonna happen.

Anyway,
looking forward to getting my license,
and driving a tiny-ass car in Korea!
Or maybe a decent-sized car.
Eh, we'll see.

Well enough of that.