Saturday, 18 August 2007

The End

Due to the recent freefall descent in quality of posting and the monoauthorial nature that this blog is beginning to have, i have decided to shut it down. This is due to it currently not fulfilling its job as a nice way to keep up between friends, for whatever reason that may be. If you wish to criticise this decision to close the blog, feel free to comment on this post. After this, there will be no more posts. I am still optimistic and i think another blog could be done well, however, in different circumstances.

I am more than a little bit perturbed by the recent insulting nature of the blog, especially towards members of my family. This is a personal issue and i would prefer those who have problems to talk to me, not post their opinions in such a public domain. Due to recent events and mitigating circumstances, I understand and sympathise and this shutting down is not affiliated with any supposed personal attack against myself. It is rather more a public decision that the blog has outlived its usefulness in its current form and it is causing problems as it has become too public and says very personal things about all of us. I shall delete it within a few weeks if no one gives me good cause not to. This is to allow those of you to read or collect any pieces that you liked from here and save them. I believe strongly that some of the posts on this blog were excellent. We had a good idea here. But our collective egg went from Faberge to Curate's to just plain rotten.

Yours,
Jonathan

Friday, 17 August 2007

Stop the spam

If you do not have something important/interesting/meaningful to share with the members of the Blog and the readers (if there are any at this point in time), please do not post it here. You can always send private emails to whoever you wish to send it. Your last post is viewed - at least in my opinion - as a post most of the people, if not all, do not wish to read. It will also continue the decline of valuable posts in this Blog. In conclusion, 'wash your dirty clothes in private'.

I also wish to add that the post before the last was generally rude and disturbing, but I guess you are in a stage of confusion right now, due to your personal problems. Thus, I decided to dispose of all of your latest posts. Get well.

Wednesday, 8 August 2007

HELP

First of all, hi to all of you. Soon I'll be writing personal emails to all but now i need help with my rcnuwc email account. The deadline to do what we were suppose to do was August 1 but i have been away and i dont understand what we have to do, and obviusly i dont know how to do it.Could someone help me with this ?
thanks in advance and i'll contact all of you soon
Juanma

Thursday, 2 August 2007

Crisis of Direction

Alright. I have now reached that amount of time since leaving the womb that society deems is enough to fully own yourself, be responsible for your actions, et cetera. I could now wallow in the self-pity of my truncated childhood, as i am oft wont to do, but instead i will address a far more unanswerable and futile question. Now i am at the age where i can really start to....

um...

do...


hmm...

What do i do now? Go to university? Ok, then its more years of labour at the scholastic millstone and then what? A job? Jobs last until retirement and by that time you are effectively dead. All i feel like is that i have just paid the toll and joined the motorway to my own nearby demise. Beforehand i was petering around the bylanes oblivious of the noisy, jammed chaos of life and now i have to start blundering my way to death by erosion. I am the bullock who tastes for the first time the bite of the yoke and now must toil and till 'til he dies.

Forgive the melodrama, but what are your thoughts on this? It really pisses me off that we haven't got a clue about the meaning of life. Although the uncertainty, as i said in my previous post, is one of the major delights of life, i would still like to know that i am doing something which i can look back on and think ("ali-g"-esque flick of finger) "Wicked."

Thursday, 26 July 2007

Happy Birthday Jon!

Everyone write personal felicitations in the comments, or something.

Thursday, 19 July 2007

Corruption

(To commend belatedly, I severely enjoyed both Jon's and Ted's recent posts.)

More to the point, what do you think about it? Corruption, precisely. Political corruption, to be more exact; or even financial and economic corruption. Of course, this is blatantly a rather personal issue. Which is to say; I'm asking you as people I know for some thoughtful answers. Some would also be inclined to say that it is impossible to answer in principle, because the very crux of the issue deals with a matter of absolute practice. Not many will argue openly that corruption is positive, is (as Summer would say) 'the good'; but then nevertheless I suppose it always remains a private question.

Would you, for example, take a bribe to write/speak favourably of someone? Discredit an opponent illegitimately in order to achieve an end? Pull certain 'connections' in order to not be conscripted into the army, to get into the university of your choice, to find a job that you like?

All these behaviours, ostensibly against moral common sense, how illegitimate are they, really? I'm just asking these questions because I've recently realized how relevant they are. My dad recently wanted me to meet a Privy Councilor to the Thai King, apparently a friend of his; and a former prime minister of Thailand. (Don't underestimate the emphasis of position; his designation, or how I knew him, was exactly -- Privy Councilor). Of course at meetings like these, one must ask oneself -- what for? I had no interest or knowledge in him outside that specific role. Would I be 'corrupt', simply in attending?

Another instance; I was searching for an internship in Hong Kong recently, and my mother told me about an informal network with her employer; my mother's employer had historically sponsored the head of the internship service and I was to refer to my mother's employer as my 'godmother', thereby almost necessitating a location. (Unfortunately, I found out that the application was four months too late). In any case, that also interested me in the 'language' of corruption. Would you manouvre by euphemism, tacit knowledge, referring to people to whom you had little connection, as 'godmother', 'uncle David', and so forth? Or would you rather be sincere, straightforward, and honest?

Would it be 'give me 500 dollars and I'll let you in'? Or rather 'You know, there are procedures for this sort of thing...' followed by appropriate gesture?

Otherwise, as to my daily life, I'm currently reading a massive headknocker called 'Atlas Shrugged' by Ayn Rand, for obviously financial reasons, as anyone visiting http://www.aynrand.org/site/PageServer?pagename=education_contests_index would know. It deals quite extensively with the political corruption apparently exclusive to Communism. An extremely interesting book, if a little pedagogic and repetitive, not to mention (did I?), MASSIVE. 1,000 pages in small print -- think Lord of the Rings in length, but the tone of an American (I mean AMERICAN) author expounding her conception of the virtues of hardcore (I mean hardcore) capitalism. I have been struggling through its density for three or four weeks now, but am hoping to finish it in sufficiency for HP7.

Otherwise, nothing is happening, as I suppose the nature and length of this post demonstrates exceptionally.

I am flying to London

Well, eventually I am flying to London for "only" $607. I believe it is going to be fun, and if not I can always satisfy myself by crying and mourning after the trip on the fact I wasted all my savings this summer, and end up killing myself after that.

Besides that I am a boring person, with almost no meaningful life at the moment. I realised it is mentally difficult to work. It is destroying one's desire to live, exist and do. Hopefully, Two weeks outside this madness would save my spirit and soul .

Here are some thoughts I added just now, while at work:

*I hate working at the petrol station.
*I want to stop working at the petrol station.
*There are too many people I'll be happy to torture for a very long time, Spanish Inquisition style. However, I cannot due to to the fact I am a sensible human being who is bounded by the law.