Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Fighting for Peace is like Fucking for Virginity - Pointless.

Non-virgin men and their virgin wives... this poses such an irony to me. Let me explain.

I remember once in poly, we had a class discussion and I decided to conduct a spontaneous poll. How many men oppose to pre-marital sex? 2 hands went up. How many men want a virgin wife? well... alot more hands went up this time. Here's the irony - If men kept sleeping around before marriage, won't that in turn deplete the pool of virgin ladies? And hence, will it not be harder to find a virgin wife?

Ok, so the scales of the gender ratio are tipped, creating a scenario of there being an abundance of women, and well... scarcity of men. Is this possibly the reason for infidelity? Simply - availability.

Like in economics... the value of a certain good is directly proportional to its scarcity. The core of economics is in fact, built on the idea of scarcity and choice. Being, if we choose something, other than costs incurred, we incur the additional 'opportunity cost' of letting go of the 2nd best option. Hence, someone came up with the science of making the 'best decision'... to minimize losses.

Somehow, the curves of supply and demand for gender have crossed in such a way that baby girls are being abandoned in China, and for young girls in India to be married off before they 'expire'. Does abundance really decrease value? Apparently, in those cases, this is so.

Well, I still believe that women are God's greatest gift to men. And having more women around just further emphasizes God's generous nature. This in no way makes women any less valuable than men. And this in no way allows ANY man to take advantage of a woman, encourage her to engage in pre-marital sex... then in turn chooses to marry a virgin.

"When the last virgin is fucked, only then will men realize that their penises cannot solve EVERYTHING."

-ignore my words if you're offended.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Mould me or take me as I am?

When we get to know someone, we're blind... blinded to their flaws, their strengths, their thoughts. But since we're inevitably affected by our surroundings and we're all the products of the people we know and our environment... we're like clay (that can be moulded and shaped).

Here's a thought. When we get to know someone, we're like a blind man feeling a clump of clay in our hands. If we press too hard and impose too much of our ideas upon them... before we get to know them for who they really are, we have unintentionally (or not) moulded them with our fingers. Hence, the shape we feel.... is simply the shape of our own hands. How do we know what is the right amount of pressure to exert then?

Like how 2 ice cubes which are pressed against each other... the pressure and the heat causes the surface atoms and molecules to melt, and then freeze back again so the ice cubes are joined together. Is change inevitable when 2 bodies come into contact?

How much of us are changed by people we meet... and how much do we retain? IF in fact, we are meant to be a product of the people we meet and our environment... resisting that change will not make us who we are really meant to be. Perhaps, that's just how humans evolve, grow, mature, and adapt.

After all, if everyone remains the same... the world will never change.

Is change after all, the only constant?

Don't bother to comment or correct. This is just random ramblings. A thought that found it's way to my blog before it got lost somewhere in my mind again.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Stolen!

See my new music list at the side? Loved it so much that I stole it from violet's blog. Haha.

Call me old-fashioned, call me uncool. This is the kind of music I groove to. None of that r&b, hiphop, trance stuff for me... Really good music is timeless :)

Listen to the songs and if you like it too, join me and violet at Bellini Room some time!

*It's really cool when your bestfriend loves the same silly, old fashioned music you do and isn't too cool to admit it. Thanks, babe.. for being you!

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Hotdog Hero!

No superman for now... My favorite hero comes armed with ketchup and mustard.