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24 augustus The 12 Most Annoying Types of FacebookersFacebook, for better or worse, is like being at a big party with all your friends, family, acquaintances and co-workers. There are lots of fun, interesting people you're happy to talk to when they stroll up. Then there are the other people, the ones who make you cringe when you see them coming. This article is about those people. Sure, Facebook can be a great tool for keeping up with folks who are important to you. Take the status update, the 160-character message that users post in response to the question, "What's on your mind?" An artful, witty or newsy status update is a pleasure -- a real-time, tiny window into a friend's life. But far more posts read like navel-gazing diary entries, or worse, spam. A recent study categorized 40 percent of Twitter tweets as "pointless babble," and it wouldn't be surprising if updates on Facebook, still a fast-growing social network, break down in a similar way. Combine dull status updates with shameless self-promoters, "friend-padders" and that friend of a friend who sends you quizzes every day, and Facebook becomes a daily reminder of why some people can get on your nerves. Here are 12 of the most annoying types of Facebook users: 1) The Let-Me-Tell-You-Every-Detail-of-My-Day Bore. "I'm waking up." "I had Wheaties for breakfast." "I'm bored at work." "I'm stuck in traffic." You're kidding! How fascinating! No moment is too mundane for some people to broadcast unsolicited to the world. Just because you have 432 Facebook friends doesn't mean we all want to know when you're waiting for the bus. 2) The Self-Promoter. OK, so we've probably all posted at least once about some achievement. And sure, maybe your friends really do want to read the fascinating article you wrote about beet farming. But when almost EVERY update is a link to your blog, your poetry reading, your 10k results or your art show, you sound like a bragger or a self-centered careerist. 3) The Friend-Padder. The average Facebook user has 120 friends on the site. Schmoozers and social butterflies -- you know, the ones who make lifelong pals on the subway -- might reasonably have 300 or 400. But 1,000 "friends?" Unless you're George Clooney or just won the lottery, no one has that many. That's just showing off. 4) The Town Crier. "Michael Jackson is dead!!!" You heard it from me first! Me, and the 213,000 other people who all saw it on TMZ. These Matt Drudge wannabes are the reason many of us learn of breaking news not from TV or news sites but from online social networks. In their rush to trumpet the news, these people also spread rumors, half-truths and innuendo. No, Jeff Goldblum did not plunge to his death from a New Zealand cliff. 5) The TMIer. "Brad is heading to Walgreens to buy something for these pesky hemorrhoids." Boundaries of privacy and decorum don't seem to exist for these too-much-information updaters, who unabashedly offer up details about their sex lives, marital troubles and bodily functions. Thanks for sharing. 6) The Bad Grammarian. "So sad about Fara Fauset but Im so gladd its friday yippe". Yes, I know the punctuation rules are different in the digital world. And, no, no one likes a spelling-Nazi schoolmarm. But you sound like a moron. 7) The Sympathy-Baiter. "Barbara is feeling sad today." "Man, am I glad that's over." "Jim could really use some good news about now." Like anglers hunting for fish, these sad sacks cast out their hooks -- baited with vague tales of woe -- in the hopes of landing concerned responses. Genuine bad news is one thing, but these manipulative posts are just pleas for attention. 8) The Lurker. The Peeping Toms of Facebook, these voyeurs are too cautious, or maybe too lazy, to update their status or write on your wall. But once in a while, you'll be talking to them and they'll mention something you posted, so you know they're on your page, hiding in the shadows. It's just a little creepy. 9) The Crank. These curmudgeons, like the trolls who spew hate in blog comments, never met something they couldn't complain about. "Carl isn't really that impressed with idiots who don't realize how idiotic they are." [Actual status update.] Keep spreading the love. 10) The Paparazzo. Ever visit your Facebook page and discover that someone's posted a photo of you from last weekend's party -- a photo you didn't authorize and haven't even seen? You'd really rather not have to explain to your mom why you were leering like a drunken hyena and French-kissing a bottle of Jagermeister. 11) The Maddening Obscurist. "If not now then when?" "You'll see..." "Grist for the mill." "John is, small world." "Dave thought he was immune, but no. No, he is not." [Actual status updates, all.] Sorry, but you're not being mysterious -- just nonsensical. 12) The Chronic Inviter. "Support my cause. Sign my petition. Play Mafia Wars with me. Which 'Star Trek' character are you? Here are the 'Top 5 cars I have personally owned.' Here are '25 Things About Me.' Here's a drink. What drink are you? We're related! I took the 'What President Are You?' quiz and found out I'm Millard Fillmore! What president are you?" Excerpt from CNN.com By Brandon Griggs CNN 26 juli Yasmin Ahmad (1958 - 2009): May Your Soul Rest In PeaceYasmin Ahmad passed away while in the ICU of Damansara Specialist Centre. It was reported by Bernama. You have been an inspiration to me for quite a while now. I've shed a few tears watching your movies and advertisments. I have posted a number of your advertisments on my blog as well. Your stories has touched my life as well as, I'm sure, lives of not just Malaysians, but everyone who knows your work. Your ideology of defying cross-cultural barriers is nothing less than inspiring. I will certainly miss you.
Yasmin Ahmad (1958 - 2009)
"The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along." - Yasmin Ahmad (Mukhsin)
"It is as near to you as your life, but you can never wholly know it." - Rabindranath Tagore (Excerpt from Sepet)
24 juli Spies of Religion? 1Malaysia Boleh??The following is an open leter from a Martin Jalleh on a topic of spies to the Catholic Church (I won't name the church). This letter was published in Malaysiakini and Mr. Lim Kit Siang's blog as well. As a disclaimer (or rather a reminder), this letter does NOT represent my views (at least not all of them anyways).
An Open Letter to a Muslim Journalist “Spy” Saudara, I just read that recently you and a friend visited one of the churches that I belong to. I was surprised that you had to do it in disguise. You should have told the Catholic community there that you were coming and we would have given you a grand welcome. Such was the experience of the MP for Shah Alam, Khalid Abdul Samad from Pas (see * below), who was even given a standing ovation when he visited and had a dialogue with the parishioners of the Church of the Divine Mercy in Shah Alam last year. Some time back I was attending a Mass (Catholic worship) in a Catholic church in Petaling Jaya and was very moved by the presence of a group of Muslim students together with their Muslim professor who had taken them there as part of their “exposure programme”. None of them were converted. You see we are not an underground church nor do we function in a clandestine manner. Our hearts are on the holy and not on the hideous. We even pray for Najib the PM, though I feel we do not pray enough for the Opposition. We also pray for people like you who do more harm than good to the name of your religion of peace, tolerance and compassion. Further, what takes place in Catholic churches is highlighted in our in-house newspaper which was quite unknown to the whole population and whose readers formed an insignificant number – until the Government decided to prevent it from using the word “Allah”. Alas, the Herald should thank the Government for making it so well-known today. Religious Misfits It is a pity that you have gone through so much trouble to “investigate” under guise what is going on in Catholic Churches or that “Muslim teenagers were being converted to Christianity in Kuala Lumpur ’s churches every Sunday”. You should have gone directly to the Special Branch, which sends it officers to visit our churches occasionally. Surely they will be able to tell you that you would be only wasting your time! As for the information that Muslims are being driven in droves into Catholicism (which you have concluded to be “false” in your article) it has been a fallacious and stale rumour for quite some time, spread by those who have an obsession and paranoia or by the increasing number of lower echelon zealots or “Little Mullah Napoleons” running riot with their brand of religion. In Feb. 2006, the Mufti of Perak, Haji Harussani Haji Zakaria, claimed that 250,000 Muslims (of which 100,000 were Malays) had apostatized themselves, while 100,000 more had submitted applications to do so. Of course he was unable to substantiate his claim because it was false. In Nov. 2006, about 500 Muslims protested in front of the Catholic Church of Our Lady of Lourdes in Ipoh following a SMS wherein the same Mufti had disclosed that about 600 Muslim students of the Ungku Omar Polytechnic were to be baptized by national mariner Azhar Mansor! (see ** below) The church was not converting Muslims but instead was holding the First Holy Communion Mass (one of the rites of initiation to the faith) for 98 Catholic children, many of whom were traumatised by the sight of a threatening mob. Imagine the very unfortunate impression the young Catholics would have got of Islam and of Muslims. The mufti who had proven to be more of a misfit, was not man enough to own up. He blamed it on an SMS sent out by a woman! Why no action was taken against the mufti, and why the authorities remained mute (on both occasions) over his “mischief” remains but a mystery. You must have been motivated by the mufti. If indeed the Catholic Church has the conversion of Muslims as its hidden agenda, it would surely have started converting hundreds or even thousands of impressionable young Muslims through its Catholic Mission schools which have existed for as long as 100 years, But no such thing has ever happened. The Muslim classmates and friends that I had in St Michael’s Ipoh are still good and respected Muslims today, and such was their appreciation and respect for the La Salle Brothers that they made sure that their children in turn would attend a La Salle school or a Convent! Sacrilegious Sadly, your disrespect knew no bounds. You chose to abandon all human and religious decency with impunity as a journalist and a Muslim. Under pretense of being a Catholic you participated in the church service and even partook of the Holy Communion (a white and sacred wafer) strictly meant only for Catholics. You consumed the white wafer which Catholics hold as very sacred and treat with utmost reverence, and both of you spat out the remnants, photographed it and published the picture in an article entitled “Tinjaun Al Islam Dalam Gereja:Mencari Kesahihan Remaja Murtad” which was published in the May 2009 issue of the Al Islam magazine. I shudder to think of what could happen if the reverse took place — if for instance two reporters from the Herald were to enter a mosque disguised as Muslims, partake of the rituals and desecrate something which the congregation considers very sacred. I can imagine Khairy Jamaluddin leading a group of Umno Youth thugs and burning the effigy of the Catholic Archbishop of Kuala Lumpur and even threatening to set fire to a few churches, and Zulkifli Nordin rousing up a mob and invading the Herald’s office and demanding that it be shut down for good; or certain Muslim NGOs insisting that the two journalists be jailed under the ISA! It makes me wonder how does a “creature” like you exist in this country? Are you the product of the educational, social or even religious system or process created by Bolehland’s leaders (also read as “Umno”) over the past 30 years? How is it possible that you could blatantly trespass into a place of worship, violate its sanctity, insult its adherents, even publish your transgression and completely ignore the implications and consequences (will there be any)? What gives you such audacity? It all points to the reality of you being a cog in Umno’s machine – a political party that has politicised religion for its survival by creating unfounded insecurities amongst Muslims and a distrust of other religions. Meanwhile it dominates, dictates, decides and even defines what non-Muslims can and cannot discuss, deliberate on, and display in print. Najib’s 1Malaysia is really Malaysia in one big mess! As I join my Catholic brothers and sisters in forgiving you (a Catholic duty we are reminded of!), I also pray that you will feel the full weight of God’s wrath upon you. I feel sad for the many good Muslims in this country who have a respect for peoples of other faiths, for not only have you insulted Catholics but you have insulted them too. Islam would do well without religious misfits like you! Martin Jalleh 23 juli Acceptance? Struggling for it?One would think that by the age of 30 would have acheived a certain amount of experience and knowledge about what life is about and how to look at life. Frankly speaking, the more I know, the more discouraged I get about where society and ultimately myself is heading towards. As I progress through my career and going through life as they say, I have somewhat lost the plot. What am I working towards, for what, for who, for what reason?
I've grown up in an environment where I've been taught to be better than others. I struggle for acceptance from a very young age. My education, my family, my religious beliefs, my cultural background (as a Chinese) and lately my career and my earnings. Never really succeeding in any of it, however, it doesn't really matter. It has all taught me a lot, but not enough for me to appreciate any of it, in the broadest sense of the word. Has it brought me an ounce of happiness? Perhaps, there were moments, but nothing ever-lasting. Some people have their families, some people have their careers; just some sort of aspiration, but really for what? I ask myself, sometimes, what do I live for?
In the past I had dreams too, without any preconception or pre-notion of reality. Hahaha. I know it sounds stupid, i mean "pre-notion of reality". I suppose you can say, I never really wanted to grow up.
About 3 years ago, I found out about this place called Machu Picchu, Cuzco, Peru. If there is any dream that I have now, it would be to live on the mountains of Machu Picchu. It was after reading Diarios de Motocicleta, to be totally honest. I would live my life as a farmer, who still believes in the barter trading. Free from modern capitalism and contemporary society and culture. Life is simple and without prejudice. Wow... 16 juli It's Been Too LongAww, man. It's been too long since my last blog post. I guess it is due to me being extraordinarily busy that I hardly have the time to sit down and pen down my thoughts although I have had certain revelations every now and then.
Let's start with me settling down here in Singapore. I've moved to a new flat. The entire place from the inside is quite big, if I had to guess, it is probably about 1400 sqf. The hall way to the living area is huge. Because this is one of those "new" HDBs, it has a bomb shelter. It is part of the Civil Defence Shelter Act 1997, in which civil defence shelters are required to be provided in new houses or flats. Ha... It acts as a storage room at the moment. It has a rack for shoes, a unused bed and mattress and wine. Lots of wine. If we ever have to use the shelter, at least we won't be thirsty and sober.
Anyways.... The living room is huge, there is enough space to insert a sofa set, the entertainment (LCD TV and a surround sound system), a dining table, a huge carpet area with cushions and all; and a bar counter!! Can you believe that?!! Hahaha. The kitchen is nothing to shout about, but it has all the necessary space and amenities for cooking and the washing of clothes. Yeah, it doubles up as the wash area.
The flat has 3 bedrooms, in which I take one of the common rooms. It is quite small to be honest. But then again, all the rooms are a little small. That's the one of the drawbacks, I suppose. Big hall but smaller rooms. My room has just about enough space for a queen size bed, a basic wardrobe and a desk. It is seriously not enough room. I was hoping for some more storage space. But I suppose I can manage.
The master bedroom is taken by my two friends. That room has about just about the right amount of space. The bathroom is a little small, but that's alright. All the rooms are air-conditioned except the hall, which is kinda a small mistake as the place can be a little warm sometimes. We need to open the doors and windows to properly circulate the air and thus cool down the place.
From the way I look at it, it has all the amenities i need to live quite comfortably and all. But that's all in the inside. Outside the flat on the other hand, it is a HDB flat afterall. Singapore's middle-class demographic are not the cleanest or cordial people in the world. I don't understand why is that. The cleanliness of the place was rather surprising to me as I have always thought that Singapore is a very clean place. As I found out, the flats are only cleaned like once a month for two days, by some building maintenance company hired by the government. They don't really do a good job in the first place. And the residents are no help. There are pieces of food/fruit/or something in the lifts, rubbish shrewn at some corner of the building which is not helping with the smell. I smell rubbish every morning as I get up to shower and go to work. This lack of civic conciousness and communal responsibility is quite disturbing for a middle class society, if you ask me.
Anyways, until I can afford a better place or when the lease agreement ends in a year's time, this is what I need to deal with for the moment. It is ok, as long as I stay indoors or go out far away.
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