Week 12 : Her Many Faces...

...I wonder if all my ten toes are intact

...What The...??!!

...Oh well

...Darn! When's Mom Gonna Feed Me?

Babel

Too much to say, too stifled to feel; too little time to organize and sort out the clamour. What is the point in asking for more when what one has isn't enough to begin with? Or worse, not what you wanted or signed on for anyway? Settle for whatever you can get? It seems in life that we settle for too little too often.

What We're Known For

This was going to be a whole piece, a proper post with reasoning and more of my own opinions. I decided to scrap that; it's just too tedious and a waste of my time.

Last night, Malaysia made the E! Entertainment news when Beyonce decided to cancel her concert to KL because of our stringent dress code for performers. She's not Gwen. Instead she's sashaying her bootilicious self over to Indonesia where her legions of fans will get to see her shake her booty.

Sigh.

This morning, as if the blow of receiving the news on E! Entertainment wasn't enough, the same spot of news surfaced on CNN. Migawd! We made the news on CNN. Over a bit of clothing, or rather, lack of.

Double sigh.

Yes, unlike our neighbour, we tout ourselves as a modern and progressive Muslim country but look who's progressive enough to allow Beyonce to perform lock, stock and bootilicious barrel.

First They Came...

When the Nazis came for the communists,
I remained silent;
I was not a communist.

When they locked up the social democrats,
I remained silent;
I was not a social democrat.

When they came for the trade unionists,
I did not speak out;
I was not a trade unionist.

When they came for the Jews,
I remained silent;
I wasn't a Jew.

When they came for me,
there was no one left to speak out.


© Pastor Martin Niemöller

A Pocketful of Smiles

When she decides to laugh and smile, she goes the whole hog...

A Bright Weekend

Looking intently at daddy.