Wednesday, December 2, 2009


If you're wondering why I couldn't find a smarter, more exiciting title than that, I would say because it perfectly depicts my state of mind which is with each passing day getting one step closer to becoming useless.

Its journey to land of waste and oblivion has nothing to do with the fact that I'm getting older by day - thus allowed to have a slip or two and be forgetful now and then, but due to lack of sleep as the results of extreme long working hours.

As a civil servant I'm not even supposed to have extreme working hours. It's an embarrassment! I'm embarassed whenever I got home at 2 a.m in the morning and had security guard opening the gate for me wondering privately about my activities. I'm used to think that I'm overworked and underpaid, but apparently that was a major understatement.

Not that I'm complaining....much.

What I miss most is losing time to do things that I like e.g. watching movies, reading and writting.

It's almost New Year and I'm very much behind in my readings and reviews! If only I know how to rectify that for I seem to loose interest in anything but sleep...

Monday, September 28, 2009

Review : The Proposal

After hearing a raving review from a friend about this particular movie it is only natural that I have a high hope for the ‘Proposal’. Perhaps that was my mistake. Loving romance as much as I do I require a rather high standard when it comes to romantic comedy. What was considered as a good romantic movie by others will not necessarily be mine.

So do not feel discourage if you plan to see it. The proposal was not bad, I think it's good enough for its genre although it failed to achieve the level of Bridget Jones’s Diary.

The proposal has a huge potential to be big. It has all the ingredients for a smashing hit e.g. relationship between female executive and her younger male secretary, but it failed to explore, exploit and expand it.

My biggest problem with the movie was that I found it hard to swallow that Andrew Paxton could suddenly fall in love with Margaret Tate. If he wants to fall in love with her he has three long years, many late, over and extra hours to do so! Why wait until she black-mailed him to finally see her virtues – I forget it wasn’t her virtue that he finally saw and commented upon!

Another thing which I found lacking is that there is no chemistry what so ever between the two leading characters! But how could there be when the story which is supposed to be a love story has not allowed a seed of love to blossom between its leading actors from the beginning!

I had better stop talking about it for it only increases my annoyance into anger. And if I attempt to write another word, I might spoil your desire to see it. Please do not mind me. Go and see it you might like it.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Happy People

Many books have been written for those who look for happiness recipes. The thing with happiness is that it is not an instant result that one gets after reading a book. One cannot buy happiness. Happiness is a result of having and practicing certain points of view and ways of life. So, who are those happy people? The have?

Having enough money helps. It makes our life easier. So, we should try our best not to be poor despite the fact that being rich is not synonymous with being happy. There are many unhappy rich people out there, probably as many as happy poor people but still there is no denying that one needs a certain amount of money to keep oneself secure and free of worries.

Happy people are the ones with less worry and who feel secure enough about life in general. They have what they need – not necessarily the best there is – and quite certain that nothing unforeseen will happen to them. Being content and having positive outlooks are the common characters of happy people. Even when something bad happened they will always find something to be grateful about their mishaps. And that is why they are always happy – they always look at the bright side.

Now, how to be content and positive when there is nothing to warrant them?

, we need to realize that this very question implies we need something first (material things) in order to feel content and positive while the facts showed that many people who seem to have everything (that we coveted) are not as happy as they should be. Yes, money matters, but it is not everything.

The never ending attempts to chase and accumulate worldly things are the biggest contributor to our unhappiness. They bring lots of worries, high level of stress and anxieties and to make matter worse once we get what we want, rarely do we feel truly satisfied or happy. Most of the time the satisfaction and happiness are short lived. Our wealth will bring new worries and anxieties – we would worry we shall lose them. The more we have the bigger our worries are. The more we love them the more miserable we are. So again, wealth is not a prerequisite to happiness.

Secondly, the question suggests that we have no reason at all to feel content and positive in the first place which is completely wrong! This is exactly why most people are unhappy. They are unhappy because they can’t see what they’ve already got and be grateful for it.

Happy people are the ones who appreciate things. They cherish every little thing they got and rejoice in every little joy they found. They found happiness everywhere because of the way they look at things. They have the ability to see wonders in things which are considered as common and trivial by others.

They have a way of making things which are considered as heavy and difficult to be simple and easy. Hence, reducing the level of stress which usually relates to heavy responsibilities i.e. although happy people take their responsibilities seriously they are not obsessed with the results. If the results are not as expected it will not bother them too much as most of them do not wallow in failures or what has done. Happy people are the ones who accept failures as lessons learnt than move on.

Another common character of the happy people is that they are not a loner as they put a high value on friendship and kinship. However, although they are not a loner most of them are quite content with just themselves. They do not find it disconcerting if they have to do things alone or take an unpopular course. They feel quite secure in the knowledge that they are loved by those people around them no matter what.

Lastly, I like to argue that it is impossible to be happy if one does not know the purpose of one’s life. In order to be happy we need to know who we are. What are we here for and where are we heading off. We need to put our priorities straight and know how to apply the right attitudes for things that come our way.

Q.S 16: 18

And if you would count the Favour of Allah, never could you be able to count them. Truly, Allah is Often-Forgiving, Most Merciful.

Q.S 4: 39

And what loss have they if they had believed in Allah and in the Last Day, and they spend out of what Allah has given them for sustenance? And Allah is Ever All-Knower of them.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

In Welcome of the Beloved Month

I’ve been neglecting this blog for quite sometimes. Not because life is too boring that I found myself with no subjects to rant or rave about. As a matter of fact there were many issues to be discussed from the reelection of the current President – which was no surprise at all – to the re-bombing of the JW Marriot and Ritz Carlton – which was a real shocker - just to name a few.
However, I’m not going to talk about those things, the Ramadan has come, it’s time to reflect and count my blessings, not all, just the most important ones.


Through a long habit of analyzing every experience that came my way I end up with the understanding and conviction that the one who loves me most is not my parents but the Most Gracious. The one who understands me most is not my parents nor my best friends but the All-Wise, the All-Knower. The one who’ll always be there for me is not my parents nor my friends either but the Ever-Living, the One Who Sustains and Protects all that exists.

I count these understanding and conviction as my most precious blessings, the ones that I wish and pray to be mine forever. They are most precious because not really knowing their importance and significance before I never asked for them yet they have been given to me nonetheless. All the praises and thanks be to Allah.

I’m thankful that I’m blessed to be one of those people who got where they are and what they want rather easily without too much efforts. I’m most grateful that I’ve been given things that I desperately wanted against all odds. I was touched and humbled being showed that the blessing could come when I least expected it, that when I was in a corner with nobody to turn to and no hope for help, the help came my way like drops of rain in the middle of a desert.


I’m grateful that despite the fact that I got things I wanted rather easily, I strongly believe that hard works, determination and discipline will get you the results you want. I’m grateful that I was being showed that if our Lord wants something for us it will be ours, nothing is impossible. I’m grateful that I’m able to put my trust in Him. May I always be one of those who love Him more than anything else and be granted His good pleasure.

Being able to meet the Holy Ramadan the beloved month is another blessing. It serves as a reminder, a new opportunity to readjust my priorities.

QS:102, 1-8

The mutual rivalry for piling up of worldly things diverts you, until you visit the graves. Nay! You shall come to know! Again Nay! You shall come to know! Nay! If you knew with a sure knowledge the end result of piling up, you would not have been occupied yourselves in worldly things. Verily, you shall see the blazing Fire! And again, you shall see it with certainty of sight! Then on that Day you shall be asked about the delights you indulged in, in this world!

Narrated by Abu Hurairah, I heard Allah’s Messenger said:

“Verily, Allah created mercy. The day He created it, He made it into one hundred parts. He withheld with Him ninety-nine parts, and sent its one part to all His creatures. Had a disbeliever known of all the mercy which is in the hands of Allah, he would not have lost hope of entering Paradise, and had a believer known of all the punishment which is present with Allah, he would not have considered himself safe from the Hell-fire.”

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Why JK and not SBY

First of all, I wasn’t one of SBY and JK’s supporters. I don’t like any body with military background who are trying to run this country. Meaning, no vote for SBY. And I’m no fan of Golkar, so I’m not that enthusiastic about JK either.

The combination of the two of them had killed my desire to exercise my right and do my civic duty as a good citizen. Had the two of them run together for another term, I would be staying at home and once again forsaking my right to vote.

A month ago I didn’t even have the slightest interest in our general elections but it changed when the couple decided to break up. My interest was caught up with the speculations as to whether JK would really be running for President and who would be chosen as SBY’s candidate for Vice President if he would.

I was prepare to vote for SBY depending on his choice of Vice President. But he chose Budiono. I was so disappointed that I was prepare to choose JK or went back into no voting group once again. The disappointment wasn’t because I hate Budiono or had had someone else in my mind for the vice position, I didn’t.

Strange how could I be so disappointed when I didn’t even care in the first place. Probably because deep down I believe that choosing a President matters. Perhaps because I believe that the right to choose is too precious to be forsaken.

My disappointment with SBY’s choice had driven me to turn to his competitors. The Lady in Red was out of the question. So it left me only with JK. I never imagine that I would be voting for him for President, especially since he chose Wiranto who is a military man and has a considerable baggage on his back as his running mate. But feelings are strange thing. Sometimes there is no explanation as to why we feel the way we feel.

Other people use various reasons to explain their objections to Budiono. I don’t have anything against Budiono. It was SBY’s choice of him that cause me to balk. The issue is more with SBY than Budiono himself. The choice is a revelation about SBY.

It tells me that SBY wants someone who would think a thousand times before saying something that might displease him, someone who would never gainsay him, and most importantly someone who has no power to go against him. And I don’t like it. Not even a bit. So, JK it is.

There was a few days of indecision of whether I really want to go for JK, but after seeing a few glimpses of JK and Wiranto on a number of TV’s programs I was leaning more heavily towards them. But the deciding factor was the program held by TVOne and KADIN (Chamber of Commerce) called ‘President Pilihan’ (The Chosen President).

JK looked at ease and comfortable, he looked at home. He called everybody by their names, I guess it was because he does know them since he used to be part of them. He looked adorable, endearing and most importantly approachable.

What I like most about his performance was the fact that he was not afraid of uttering the politically incorrect answers and statements. It was refreshing. He came across as honest and genuine. As a real person. Someone to whom we could relate to.

SBY on the other hand looked reserved like he always does. Admittedly, his presentation was great despite the off beat jokes. He argued his point better than JK by providing data and statistics. But it was so boring. He talked like he was giving a lecture to a bunch of intelligent English speaking students. Does having a degree a requirement to understanding your President?

While SBY is on TVOne, his running mate was being interviewed by Metro TV. It was my first time to really seeing and hearing Budiono answering questions. Do you know my first reaction? What a dull couple! Budiono was even more tense than SBY. Both of them need to loosen up a bit. To be more honest to the public by revealing the real men behind the façade of power.

Personally, I wouldn’t put my trust on any candidate that I don’t know. And there is no better way to make other people trust you than by giving them a chance to see the real you.

By taking chances that if you just being yourselves they would still like you the way you are. That’s what JK did. And he had succeeded in moving and touching people by being blatantly honest in expressing his feelings. If he keeps this up he would have bigger chance to influence the undecided voters.

I’m looking forward to having a President who could say what he really means and wants, and thereby saving his staff a lot of headaches and times by not having to have a numerous meetings just to try to figure out what does the President want exactly.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Review: Bones (Season 4)

Bones manages to retain its place as my favourite series. I particularly like the last three episodes I watched, The Double Death of the Dearly Departed, Mayhem on a Cross and The Girl in the Mask.

The way they put some jokes into a particular episode is awesome. Many of the funniest scenes could be seen in the ‘The Double Death of the Dearly Departed’, which started when Brennan or “Bones” as Booth loves to call her, thought that their coworker was murdered and then convinced Booth the FBI agent to steal the body during his wake.

The expression on Hodgins’ face when he saw what they do was priceless, his attempts to make his speech while watching them dragging the body out of the window was hilarious.

I never laughed that hard during other Bones’ episodes. Not only it was incredibly funny, the mystery that they tried to solve somehow reminded me of ones written by Agatha Christie, it was that good! Hilariously excellent!

Friday, April 3, 2009

Star Struck

I have a tendency to liking practically almost everybody, which to my consternation has become a sort of private joke for some close friends – honestly, what’s wrong with seeing the best in other people and overlooking their petty jabs and snide remarks? And I do have one or two people who I can’t stand either.

Anyway, I’m digressing. Although I like most of those people I know, even some who can’t be tolerated by my close friends, I’m not easily impressed. It takes a lot to impress me. So, I’m rather ashamed to admit that I found my self to be enamored, enchanted and charmed by the first couple of the United States.

Whenever I watch the news about G 20, I’m more interested in catching the glimpses of the winsome smiles of the President, or hearing his rather piquant diction, or seeing his engaging attitudes rather than what important decisions have been reached. I’m also interested in seeing how the First Lady interacts with other people around her.

I don’t see Barrack Obama as a President – for I definitely have no affection for politicians, but rather as someone fascinating, entrancing and worth to be looked at and watched for.

These are probably common symptoms often experienced by one who idolizes his idols. The problem is I don’t idolized people. Despite the fact that I like almost everyone, my liking rarely ever accompanied by high regards nor admiration for their characters and personalities. It has more to do with the fact that I’m not easily bothered or offended by what other people say or do.

So why do I have these strange reactions to Obama and his lady? I think the only explanation is I’m definitely star-struck!

Monday, March 30, 2009

Rewarding the Crooks

No, I’m not talking about the likes of those who work for AIG, or other fancy financial institutions who operate in plush offices on the high street. The crooks I’m referring to work on the streets, literally.

They wear no white collars nor got millions of dollar bonuses from the tax payers’ money. They do however manage to con some money right out of the pockets of the gullible and or selfish public. A pittance it may be, but it never fails to rile me.

I’m ranting about those people who work in a group in the intersections, pretending to regulate traffic while actually trying to create a nightmarish jam. One that is so impossible to untangle without their help.

Whenever I become one of their helpless victims, I fervently wish I’m with the police or in the army so that I could stop my car, step out, and haul them all to the office to scare the living out of them.

My rage is divided between solely directed towards these low lives, and the stupid commuters who gave them some money for giving them a way by stopping other cars and ignoring the traffic light – yes, sometimes these people are operating in the intersections where the traffic lights work just fine.

One of the things that I can’t stand is stupidity. And selfishness. Unfortunately, whenever one is trapped in that horrible situation, one can see them a plenty. I have to swallow my rage every time I see a driver handing out money to the very culprit who creates the hell that we experienced.

I have to take a deep breath to stop my self from opening my window and yell to the other driver who is in a precious position to untangle the traffic simply by stopping and letting the other driver drive through, but being stupid or selfish, he chose to follow the order given by those crooks to keep going and drive his car right to the very center of the chaos to create more impossible knots.

Our streets are hazardous and horrendous enough without letting senseless, selfish and indiscipline people running amok with creative crooks to make driving a more trying experience than it already is.

None should be rewarded for doing something wrong. It doesn’t make sense to give money to the very people who make your life difficult in the first place. If we really want to stop this bad practice, we should lock them all behind bars and throw away the keys to the deep sea. And say good riddance...

Friday, March 13, 2009

Forgotten and Unappreciated

Why did our ancestors fight for our independence? Presumably, it was because they wanted a better future for their beloved country and countrymen. Ironically, once the independence was won, their sacrifices rapidly faded from the memory of the very people they were fighting for.

Those very people prefer to busy themselves with fights to win the biggest portion of whatever wealth, power and other benefits they could grab for themselves. Wealth, power, and advantages which were bought with the bloods, lives and tears of our fallen, maimed and surviving heroes, most of whom now live in a very poor condition.

They are left to fend for themselves when they are no longer in shape to do so. When they have no one else to turn to, the very country and people they were defending and fighting for also turned their collective ungrateful backs on them.

It’s heartbreaking to see an elderly who still has to slave over and worry about their next meals. It hurts just to imagine how lonely and bleak the future might be for them.

How could we talk about humanity, conscience, and other values when we let our seniors wander on the street unattended? How could we talk about a better future when we conveniently forget those who forgot about themselves for our sake have no future to talk about?

It’s appalling how our country/government treats those who serve it. It’s an outrage to see those in power compete to enrich themselves while the very people they suppose to serve live a subsistence existence. It’s shameful that no body cares enough to fight for their cause.

What do they get every time we celebrate our independence day? How many people even remember that some of our heroes are actually still alive?

We should be ashamed that they live long enough not to enjoy the benefit of what they were fighting for but to know that they have been forgotten.

Monday, March 9, 2009

It Grows on You

How similar are you with your best friends? Stupid question I know. So, I’m not going to talk about similarities which go without question. What matters is how different are you with your buddies.

Don’t expect me to give wise advice or anything close to enlightening regarding how to improve your friendship despite your differences, because I’m already resigned to my fate. You could not change other people no matter how much you want it. You either love them the way they are or you don’t.

Compare to most of my Indonesian compatriots, I could say that I’m a relatively punctual person. But compare to my best friends I’m definitely a timer. When I say we meet at 8 a.m. I really mean 8 a.m. With 2 or 3 minutes grace period due to differences in our watches.

When I say 8 a.m., I don’t mean for them to start leaving their homes at 8 a.m. But somehow that’s how they translate it. In case you’re reading this blog, yes, I’m talking about you guys…

I used to get so frustrated and riled because of your unpunctuality. But somehow after all these years, the knowledge that you will definitely be late regardless how fervently you promise to be on time starts to amuse me.

Whenever you’re late, I no longer feel like screaming, I might still deliver a small comment about the time, but just on the principle.

If you happen to read this, don’t use it as an excuse to give yourselves an extra time!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Travel Weary

Do I like traveling? Sure I do – as long as the itinerary includes good accommodation meaning clean bed and bath rooms and culinary ventures. The problem is I’m not a good traveler. I got sea sick, car sick, train sick, and air sick. As if those are not enough, I’m afraid of height and have a small case of claustrophobia.

Perhaps I wasn’t meant for this era wherein we have to constantly put our faith in aircrafts, elevators and sky scrapers, but neither could I imagine myself living in the dark ages with its limited conveniences.

I think I deserved few pats in the back for traveling to Makassar and Kendari in two weeks especially with the kind of weather we’re having at the moment. Not to mention the fact that I was also under the weather right before the trip to Makassar, and I had a small misgiving when I got Kendari’s flight schedule, which was proven to be correct. The flight was delayed for few hours.

The only consolation was that I got wonderful companions that made time flew.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Feeling the Pinch

Despite what seemingly to be a global concern for the economy, I was fortunate enough not to have to worry about tightening my belt. Not because I’m outrageously wealthy for I’m definitely not, nor would I ever be being a civil servant that I am.

The secret lies in the fact that I was one of few people who live their life free of debts. I strongly feel that if you don’t have money, you don’t go out looking around for something to buy. And I hate insurance and credit card with a passion so I try as much as I could not to give them my hard earned money. Too bad one can’t really have a comfortable, free of worry life without them.

However, believing how evil and unfair a credit could be, I finally join the rest of human kinds who buy things on credit. I hate the fact that I’m subjugating myself to the very system which I passionately detest. I hate the fact that I’m forcing myself to buy thing which is beyond my means to pay in cash.

But everyone else around me – that translates as my family and my close friends – told me that that’s exactly how things are done. If they expect that to make it easier for me to swallow the fact that I’m now in debt, it doesn’t work.

I’m so used to spend my limited money as I wish. I’m so used to indulge my small vices without having to worry about setting some money aside to pay bills or credit. Although I’m far from rich, I always feel that I am simply because I’m able to buy pretty much whatever I want whenever I want it.

Now, thanks to the new debt I put myself into I can no longer do that. I should start counting every penny. From now on I must become a miser. How I hate a miser! I keep telling myself that in a few years I won’t regret it, that it’s a good move, a good investment. Perhaps if I keep saying it I’ll start to believe it.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

What Israel Has Achieved with Her Slaughter in Gaza

I was appalled when I heard the Israelis’ latest attack was directed to a cemetery. As if the outrageous previous attack on a school with UN flag wasn’t impressive enough. As if the civilian casualties consist of women, children and the elderly aren’t satisfying enough, now they have to destroy a graveyard as well. Even the dead weren’t spared!

With the slaughter in Gaza Israel has successfully grabbing the dubious honor of becoming the most hated country in the world from their best friend the US. Israel has also succeeded in turning moderate Muslims (which never have contempt nor dislike for the Jews – at least not like other western Jews haters) into Jews haters and Osama's cheering squads if not outright supporters.

I for one who’ve never had any particularly strong feeling for Israel nor the Israelis/Jews – except that wishing for the government to never formalize a relation with Israel until they recognize Palestine, now is hoping for the government to send our own troops to Gaza or at least permit our young men who want go overseas to do their jihad in Gaza, and to stop any cooperation and dealing with Israelis until indefinitely.

I also found myself understanding the hatred felt by some to the Jews. Hatred which have its origin in their understanding of Scriptures. I start to see Israel as an evil force, and the Jews as individuals who have no thoughts for others except themselves. How could I not? They decide to punish the Palestinians for the annoyance caused by the rockets fired to their region by blockading Gaza for almost 2 years and slaughtering its population. Their tit for tat is done base on their sense of justice, which is non existence. Their argument that other country would've reacted exactly the same was laughable. What other country would exactly do like what they did except for their beloved friend, the US? That's why they're buddies because they're so alike. Look at India, they didn't go attacking, or nuking their neighbour after Mombai attack.

If holocaust happened to other races, the lesson they learned would probably that if they ever have power they’ll make sure that it never happens again. To anybody. But this is the Jews we’re talking about, the race who defied God after being chosen, the bigger ingrate one could never find on the face of the earth. The lesson they learned is that they will do what ever necessary, by crook or by hook to keep themselves safe and free.

When I heard that Osama bin Laden had finally sent his new message calling for Jihad in Gaza, I felt like cheering him. Good for him. I also found myself wishing that he would live long enough to terrorize the Great Buddy of Israel and other cowardly Arab leaders and bring his fight for once and for all into Israel. Imagine that! Support for terror and chaos from a peace loving girl like me!

I who was aghast when I found out that my own brother bought Osama bin Laden’s poster and regarded him as a hero who deserved to be idolized. This is from me who despises and considers those who designed, ordered and executed suicidal bombings which targeted civilians as evil. Just imagine how others more radical, others with more justified reasons, others who become the victims of Israel would feel.

The slaughter in Gaza which was precluded with almost 2 years blockade and has caused thousand of Palestinians lives, has succeeded in creating more enemies for Israel and the Jews. It has succeeded in raising support for Osama bin Laden, Al- Qaeda, and Hamas, regardless whether those supporting Muslims agree with their ideals, methods or goals. Those new supporters just want someone, anybody, who would stand up and stating their willingness to fight for the oppressed.


I see no peace in the future. There would be no peace as long as those with military powers have no intentions to have peace materialize.

If there is peace, there’s no more justification for their spending. What they need is continuous wars to practice and hone their skills in the battle fields.

Hence, we'll never see the ending of wars and conflicts.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Blame it on the Israelis

Who would’ve thought that it’s possible for our world to become a gloomier place to live in. With the global economic crisis, several wars on progress, and more wars in the making, everyone seems to incline to forget that once upon the time they’ve made an ambitious plan called MDGs. I guess with the war on terror being promoted by one of the most powerful world leaders, WMDs has no other choice but to usurp MDGs.

And as the results we have increasing numbers of suicides, homicides, and psychos running lose on the streets, in the workplaces, and practically every where with none the wiser. And let’s not forget the very real and stunning number of civilian casualties in various parts of the world. Not that those figures managed to stun those needed most to be stunned to turn the tragedy around.

We’re living in a very unhealthy and crazy environment where contradictions, hypocrisies and double standards are normal occurrences. In a feeble effort to keep my sanity in tact I avoid news channels, and immerse myself completely in one of my vises, watching various Korean, Taiwanese, and Japanese series. However, just like drinking, one can’t stay drunk forever. One has to finally wake up with the after effect and back to the unpleasant realities.

The world is definitely not a pretty place to live in. Particularly for those caught up in the middle of conflicts and wars. Where no heroes rush to save the helpless victims, where no happy ending to look forward to and there’s always this certainty that regardless whether they’re right or wrong, the powerful will always prevail.

In the real life of our world, the voice of reason, and humanity have no effect nor power to change the world into a better place. We have been utterly deceived and manipulated to design a system that gives a free reign to limited few to shape and run our world.

And unfortunately for those stupid people, namely us, the gullible, the good citizen of the world, those few who run the world are the warmongers, the greediest and the worst among us.

Those who when told that the policy they’re taking are wrong and opposed by practically the whole world only said unconcernedly “So what?” Which is one of the most typical characters of those the worst among us. They simply don’t care about what other people think, what they care about is only that they get what they want. By the way, this is Dick Chaney I’m talking about in case you don’t know.

Those who when asked “Why are you bombing and attacking civilians?” justified his country’s actions by saying that “If you back down from attacking your enemies – the terrorists – simply because they are using civilians as their shield, then you’re giving a very wrong message to them!”

I got chill when I heard his justification. I wonder whether he’s listening to what he just said. Whether it’s possible that he doesn’t get the menace, the cruelty, the injustice, and the plain and simple fact of how wrong it is? Good guys, the heroes, the humane, the sane, don’t attack and kill civilians, NO MATTER WHAT. ONLY BAD GUYS DO THAT! ONLY TERRORISTS DO THAT!. But who am I kidding, in case you don’t know that’s Benyamin Netanyahu speaking.

The conflict between the Israelis and the Palestinians is the biggest deterrent to the world peace. Most of the countries in the world get this except for few. The world deserves a peace. It doesn’t deserve to be plagued and bothered by the constant fighting and bickering between these two. Nobody wants to witness the sufferings of the people who are caught up in the conflict between them. Certainly not on daily basis. Certainly not like what we’re witnessing recently.

And when the world is finally moved against Israeli’s attack on the Palestinians, and asking for immediate cease fire, guess who stands up to support Israeli’s right to attack to defend themselves from relatively harmless missiles fired by Hamas?

I’m not going to name names, suffice it to say that it’s a country which deemed it necessary to drop nuclear bombs in two big cities of its enemy simply to win the war, regardless of the civilians costs. It’s a country which deemed it necessary to attack and occupied other sovereign country simply to topple its leader.

I’m really sicken and tired by all the things I see happening in the various parts of the world. I hate that I have to say bye bye MDGs, welcome WMDs! Yes. I’m changing from against WMD to pro WMD! I’m that piss if you must know!

And to one of the biggest players in the world peace or should I say world's recent tragedy - the Israelis, please take off the gloves already! Stop playing nice for a few hours before continuing with your bombings. Get serious and get down to business. Drop all the pretense of being a good guy. Drop your WMDs in all the Palestine’s cities to finish them off, you don’t have to worry about a thing. Your great buddy will stand by your side.

The whole world will probably say their peace of mind for a relatively short time, but that’s all about it. No real sanctions. At least not in this world and not as soon nor as terrible as what some of us want to befall upon you.

Do it, and give us a peaceful world we need. I need my sanity back. I don’t want my blood pressure to skyrocketing whenever I accidentally turn my TV on.

The peace is not in the hands of the weak, it’s not in the hands of the needy. It’s in the hands of the powerful and the rich.

It’s not the Palestinians who are the major obstacle to peace. It’s the Israelis.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

How to Begin 2009

With regards to this Blog, I might start with writing a number of reviews of kdrama and jdrama. The long holidays gave me the chance to finally watched few of those DVDs I bought.

But, it might take sometimes for my reviews to be available here for they are entirely dependent on my mood.

So to help you out, I'll give you some clues:

1) Don't listen to those who get upset by fake musicians in the Bethoveen Virus, this drama is actually very good. And I adore Kim Myung Min who plays Master Kang. What a great actor!

2) My opinion of Japanese drama has shifted greatly after watching Hotaru no Hikari. It is a must see. You just have to see it. It's so good that the moment I finished it I just want to watch it all over again. And I never feel that way about other series!

3) Painter of the Wind is also a good one. But I don't like how it ended.

Hopefully I'll get into the mood soon enough before the desire to write them disappear all together.