Sunday 12 February 2012

A Celebrity Dies

I woke up this morning, just as you probably did, to the news that Whitney Houston had died, aged 48.  It's one of those days when frankly I'd rather not be on Twitter.  We follow the same pattern we've seen on recent events.

Initial Responses

First come the people announcing the news.  Many people wake up and tweet it as if they are breaking some news.  Look at your timeline first and you'll realise that 1/3 of the tweets probably relate to it.

People then express their upset.  It's often heartfelt if they are fans.  For this to be a big story it means that the person involved had or used to have a major fan base.  Even if you haven't bought the person's records recently, or seen a film they've been in, or watched the sport they played, you'll have seen their name and know who they are.  For me in this case the news brought back memories of my 15th birthday and a song that was in the charts.  Like it or not, "celebrity" forms a big part of our every day existence.



The RIPs flood in.  I guess this is just a way of people expressing their sorrow, but there is very little can be said and when you've seen the 18th in a row, you wonder a little what it is adding, even if it harms no one.

The Worthies

Next we have the "worthies".  These are mainly people on the left who attack the "cult of celebrity".  Yes, you have a point.  Children were killed in Gaza, people were murdered by their government in Syria, homeless people will be freezing to death in this weather.  Thanks for pointing this out.  Does it mean though that someone expressing their upset about an artist they liked cannot feel upset and outrage about this too?  Why is it one or the other?  Is emotion like a pie that has to be shared out in a limited number of pieces? Do you think for one moment that the press will change its ways because you've got on your soapbox?  In any case, the news *is* actually full of stories about Syria and it's a sickening upsetting sight we're all to familiar with.  My timeline has been full of discussion about it.  Do you feel better, more intelligent, or that you've somehow proved your moral integrity for having tweeted about this?

You're also missing an important point: we have a "relationship" with celebrities that we do not with the people involved in these other matters.  I can feel horror and pain at the sight of a nameless child on my TV, but he or she has not formed part of my memory and day to day life in the way a celebrity has.  I know who Whitney Houston, Amy Winehouse or Gary Speed "was": it is only natural I will a degree of association I cannot with the other victims unless I've family or friends in the place affected.  That in no way means the death of the individuals elsewhere is less important (and it's a bit idiotic that I have to add this sentence for the avoidance of doubt.)

The Jokes

Next we have the sick jokes.  They're not even original.  The one below appeared six times in a row on a search.  People aren't even crediting it, they're stealing it from one another.  I like to think I have quite a good sense of humour (who doesn't) - but frankly, just fuck off. 


I've got no time for anyone in my timeline who thinks it's amusing to joke about the recent death of a mother and to compare that to a load of murdered teenagers.

Moral Lessons

Next come the moral lessons.  In some cases, for example Gary Speed, Twitter served arguably a good function in getting people to talk about the issue of suicide.  I found that day personally a bit overwhelming and had to get out.  Anyone who has thought about suicide is well aware of the issues and I do have some residual doubts that his tragic death will have "served the greater good" in any way, but the intentions are no doubt good.

With Whitney Houston, we've already had people falling over themselves to warn of the dangers of drugs.  The first point here is no one knows if her death was drugs related.  People did exactly the same with Amy Winehouse, and it looks like it was actually alcohol that killed her.  The next point is that I remember well when River Phoenix died.  Did his death have the slightest bearing on me in my twenties as to my own behaviour?  Of course it bloody didn't.  WE ALL KNOW drugs are a bad thing that can and do cause deaths.  You'd have to be an utter moron not to.  I really don't think that my tweeting "now kids, remember, don't do drugs" is going to have any effect on any of my followers. 

Into the moral lessons come the snide remarks about someone's life.  Yes, Whitney Houston apparently had major substance issues.  How about feeling compassion, rather than judging her when she has not even been dead 12 hours?  Again what does that do?  Make you feel oh so smug?  Well good for you.

Saying Nothing

Twitter is about saying things.  It is Camus in action: it wouldn't exist if we didn't say things: we'd be looking at a big blank screen with nothing going on. I tweet, therefore I am.  The same can be said about this blog: why am I even bothering to blog this?  It's not about dictating how people should react or tweet, it's about thinking a little bit more about things.  You can agree or disagree, but at least you've considered the issue.

It really is the biggest cliché but I do think the saying "If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all" could applied a bit more frequently.  An event like this brings out the worst of people.  Worthiness, smugness, judgement, sick jokes.  Someone has died: I can see the arguments breaking out already on my timeline and people taking objection to things others have said.  Isn't that a bit sad? 




I didn't know Whitney Houston: I didn't particularly like her music.  I didn't feel the need to tweet anything about her this morning: Bren (above) just said it perfectly for me.  I'm so glad Twitter wasn't around when Princess Diana died: it would literally have been unbearable.  When Mrs Thatcher dies it will be the same.  You don't have to worship someone, agree with them, or even like them at all to realise a death is a genuinely sad thing for many people.  In my view it's not hard just to see it in those simple terms and to respect that.

Thursday 9 February 2012

Valentines Day gift

At this age, where we read more about health, what should be the perfect Valentines Day gift to your loved one?

Numerous restaurants are currently promoting their VDay specials like VDay buffets, VDay dinner, etc.... But, for the same price of a buffet, gyms are currently offering monthly memberships too... So, it comes to a point where you think: Gym membership OR A romantic night out with scrumptious delicacies to satisfy your cravings...

Isnt it also an insult to some if you present them a gymembership, which also implies, "You need to lose weight!".. Just like its a taboo to give presents like watches and clocks. But, logically, if we don't be so terribly oversensitive and superstitous, it would be, "Oh hell yea, I could use a gym to tone up AND a watch would be useful."

So, buffet or gym membership? Buffet lasts a few hours and if its really good, it will be something to rave about for the next few years as being 'the most amazing valentines meal'. As for a gym membership, we need to be committed for that month, sweat it out, and if we dont overindulge on sweets and fattening food, theres bound to be a change in our looks after that month. Furthermore, if we have time to attend the dance classes or aerobic classes provided in the gym, who knows you might meet your new bestfriend ;)

So, now, gym OR buffet???

;)

Fish pancake

Look what I made... Fish pancakes with a side of kaya.. Taste good. Looks so adorable :)

Moss


Retro-post from February 2010, originally titled Life: Tiny moss in macro ~.~ One of my favorite photos, from the early days of my fascination with macro.

I love how tenacious life is, especially the life we barely see here in colder climes. It's humbling to consider that something as small as this moss, just barely bigger than the snow it's holding, has the power, over time, past seasons and through sheer will of growth, to destroy all that we've constructed.

While humans scramble and fret, love and hate and build and tear down, regret and hope and try to keep faith, this plant lives. It may die in time, but will eventually emerge again in a new set of cells, driven by the same compelling desire to lift and rise and expand downwards as well as towards the sky. It clings and survives, and forces willing, thrives, a simple and beautiful symbol of eternal life.

Tuesday 7 February 2012

Fit to fat

This article just goes to show that its easier to transform from fit to fat than fat to fit.... And also shows why we should not take chips and carbonated drinks and chocolate milk!
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2097832/From-fat-fit-just-FIVE-hours-Blogger-shows-create-fitness-shots-help-chips-soda-oil-tanning-bed.html

Sunday 5 February 2012

Viral factor, the movie

So, if you were to ask me would i chooes to watch Chronicle or Viral Factor, I'd definitely choose Viral. Previously, I did mention that Chronicle was really bad. I was so unsatisfied with Chronicle, that I needed to watch another movie to get over the dissapointment of ever purchasing the tickets and wasting my time to watch Chronicle! Of course, I chose to watch Chronicle based on a friend's passing comment that it was a fantastic movie. Suffice to say, we can take in a friend's opinion about a movie, but it doesn't mean it should be our opinion too because different people have different taste and interest.

Viral Factor was like a tour of the hotspots of Malaysia. I think about 90% of the show was filmed in Malaysia. There was also a glimpse of IMU's main entrance! That probably meant they did some filming inside IMU;) Other filming places included the Golden Triangle, Pavillion, Putrajaya....and more. One thing about watching a film made in malaysia is that Malaysians know the roads and places filmed. Hence, when the actor, Nicholas Tze was shown running from Putrajaya and ended up at the Golden Triangle, it allowed a good chuckle.

The movie was great, in my opinion;) Loads of action and drama which made 2 hours bearable. It was a show with a mixture of english, malay, cantonese and mandarin.

Friday 3 February 2012

Chronicle, the movie

Review on the Chronicle: BAD!! The worse movie everrrrr.... Boring boring boring.. Somemore with the shaky hand held video cameras which gave me a headache... Yawned so much during the movie... Even ppl behind me were saying how horrible the movie was!

Nope, Highly NOT recommended.

On a totally different thing: salted fishES from Manila. Too many not for me but for my younger sister who loves it. I dislike salted fish and lap cheong and loh mee....