Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Languages change and it's been a long time since the most common usage of the word cool on the street has meant the state of moderately low temperature. but what does it really mean to be cool? is cool just being attractive? stylish? in keeping with fashion? happening? (now there's another word that needs a redefinition - happening!). i thought about this yesterday and arrived at a conclusion of sorts.

i think cool means credible.

when a 14-year-old says that a pair of sneakers is cool, he is essentially saying that the shoes have some sort of cred. when a 27-year-old parishioner says that a particular preacher is not cool, he is fundamentally calling into question that preacher's credentials.

cool cannot just be stylish or attractive. that's 'stylish' and 'attractive'. cool is cool. it's got less to do with how arresting something looks and more to do with what that arrest actually means when associated with the individual. cool is not just about beauty, it's about the meaning of beauty.

a person may have a great personality, all sorts of abilities and even look the part, and in fact he is probably a very cool person. but the necessary link lies in the dots that connect his attributes to my values. herein lies the credibility. a person can be described to me as cool. but they aren't cool until they're credible.

i don't know why, but i feel like taking this definition of cool out of the gen xes and gen ys and bringing it to the older adults. i want to do that so that older adults know that when a young person says that they like something because "it's cool", they're talking about a lot more than the superficial appearance of attraction. and when i say that someone is cool, it's really because something about them speaks to me.

i'm really happy about this thing that i've discovered. that's why i'm inviting your comment.

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Genusfrog [ 10:24 am ]


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    By Blogger Athalia, at 2:01 pm  

  • Cool post.

    Har har har.

    Anyway, good point. Though some times "cool" is used the same way as "nice" - liberally and so generically that it doesn't say anything at all.

    By Blogger Athalia, at 2:15 pm  

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