Porn

I noticed I haven't posted anything about porn.

And I think I need some lower elements to balance out all this spiritual philosophising.

Okay. So I have a lot of porn. Japanese ones.

Recently, I had a conversation with a female friend about how bad porn is for women. It's degrading and objectifies them and supposedly encourages violence towards them.

I felt a little guilty, and made a note to make sure she never found me with my stash.

I think the whole feminism thing is a bit weird. Just another thing for angry people to be angry about. And then they bandy around the terms like genocide and rape and try to blame it on whatever it is they don't like.

Fuckarama loads of bullfuckingshit.

The violence that happens in the world is really a very sad thing. It does not happen because of one thing or another. There are many reasons. But all of it involves this - not being kind, not being nice.

If you want to stop violence or pollution or anything, the person you have to start with is yourself.

Well, why aren't you stopping shit, bitch?

Same reason why I ain't doing shit for shit.

Arrggh, whats the fucking point?

More and more MORONS

mo·ron

–noun
1. a person who is notably stupid or lacking in good judgment.
2. Psychology . a person of borderline intelligence in a former classification of mental retardation, having an IQ of 50 to 69.

So I was browsing a popular local internet news portal when I read this.

Sibu - Two morons working for the (local drug enforcement agency) were arrested on suspicion that they sold their enforcement identity cards....etc

Like, fucking hell, man. Our local news are getting better everyday.

M-O-R-O-N-S.

Waved

As I was driving pass this shopping mall, the traffic crawled to a slow pace. My sight was immediately trained at this pretty girl in the crowd as people and the scenery rolled by my car window when the same pretty girl turned and started waving excitedly.

I paused.

Dumbstruck.

Then smiled and waved back.

She suddenly stopped waving and I could tell the puzzled look on her face. I turned to my side and saw another pretty girl waving back at her from across the road. Embarrased now, I quickly held down my hand but she continued on waving, jumping up and down a bit and getting more excited. Her two friends joined in. Waving. She then pointed at my general direction and I could read 'yes, you' on her lips.

Sheepishly, I waved back.

Bitch.

It was silly and simply and very much nothing. But it made me happy in a way I haven't been in a while.

It is the simple things that make life like fucking nice. In a way.

Except, if it was in a pub, it would have been much more exciting.

Because there would be beer.

Whatever.