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.


Friday, June 26, 2009

Michael jackson died? oh, boo bloody hoo. everyone's going beserk on twitter today saying that he's such a loss and that he'll be missed. really? is anyone really gonna miss him? i think it's all a big glossy lie. no? oh how come? maybe it's because since nevermind expelled dangerous from the top of the billboard charts in 1991, he's been culturally irrelevant for what, 17 years. maybe it's because he hasn't put out any real music since 1995. and maybe it's because we're all so sick and disenchanted that the child star everyone loved grew into everything we fear for our own children.

no, seriously. when we say that michael jackson will be missed, exactly what are we planning to miss? seeing him live? hearing him on the radio? buying his "next" record? the right time to miss those things was in 1992. the man had two good records. TWO: thriller and bad. and bad wasn't even near thriller. and you can't even miss him because of those records because you can put them on anytime you like. so really, in what way does michael jackson's death make today's sky any less blue than yesterday's? the man's been dead for years.

his death this morning just confirms it.

i won't miss him, not one bit. his legacy is in every singing/dancing more shallow version of a solo artiste around today, and even that i can do without. the best parts of his career are in the can and the rest is in the casket. no tear shed.


Genusfrog [ 11:25 am ]


  • Don't be evil goodchristianboy.
    He defined MTV for me. And I BELIEVED in thriller. I mean, I really believed it was real.

    The number of MJ imitators outnumber all other impersonators. He invented a dance genre!

    I remember his voice. Even if he stopped making good records for a while. That androgenous, beautiful voice.

    By Blogger oomoo, at 4:20 am  

  • Fundamentally, i have no beef with MJ. i appreciate his finest hours, even when they were dwindling.

    what i was really ranting about about all those people who show up one day and weep and moan about how they'll miss him when they hadn't bothered about his music for more than 15 years already.

    seriously lor, out of all those people who said that they'll miss him, how many of them were already missing him before he died? i think it's a kneejerk response and it's not the most truthful one. just sentiment.

    give our world six months and it will be no different from 2008, or 2007, or 2006, when not having michael around made no material difference to anybody.

    By Blogger Genusfrog, at 11:14 am  

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