I have very little trace of inkling towards politics in my blood. I know who our Prime Minister is. And I know who I support.
I went for steamboat to celebrate my birthday yesterday night and we were discussing how I would refuse to eat prawn or fish that are alive before presented dead on my plate. I would rather starve than give a fish a death sentence by picking them out from the pond or aquarium. That's inhuman and murder. I want to eat but I don't want to choose who to murder.
When I prepare dishes, I make sure that both my kids get the same proportion. And they know it. No one will be treated unfairly in my house.
Fairness and humanity. Human rights....that's important, isn't it?
Yesterday was probably one of the stupidest and most unfair day in the history of my country.
You see, we have this draconian law that says that if you look stupid, we can arrest you without putting you through trial. If you so much as fart in the presence of the King, they can throw your stupid ass into a cell and put you there as long as they like - they don't have to prove anything.
To me, it's like giving whoever it is the complete power to hold you for something you may not have done for two years. If they feel that you've not repented, they can hold you for another two years.....then another two years.....then another two years. They will probably hold you there until your will-power crumbles and says, 'F-ck yeah, I did it. I farted in front of the King, alright? Now just do whatever you want with me. Shit, hell'
No doubt, I'll admit that it's important to have something like this in place in anticipation of something awful happening....like a group of people fating in front of the Prime Minister in protest, but this draconian law should have been abolished a long time ago. NO ONE should be given the complete power to judge someone without trial! NO ONE. Unless you're God.
And as far as I know, God does NOT live on earth.
Anyhow, yesterday, some fifteen thousand people gathered together to ask for some people to abolish the law. They gather together, shout some slogans and all that....as with all protests....and then they get shot with tear gases and water cannons. Cool, eh?
Yeah, I know.
I wonder how the rest of the world is looking at us now - ruled by people who think they're God, maybe. Is it really so difficult to ask the ruling people to just....you know, edit the whole sh-t a little bit? Do they really need the fuggin' thing to be soooooooooooooooo tight that it's inhuman? Why fight against fairness if you're sh-t f-ck fair, right?
Anyway....it's my thought. My country. I'm no one famous so I'm probably safe about this whole thing being in my blog. If you don't see me blogging for a while, I got into trouble and someone dumped me into a jail cell.
Wish me luck.
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When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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