Another Round of Incest

It's the begining of a new week and I'm trying to bash out some intelligent thoughts and move on with life. As the year ends, I'm hopping to be able to claim that I achieved one or two significant things and will hopefully be in a better position to do something valuable in the next animal cycle.

The GE job continues with, God Willing, a few more bits and pieces of publicity. And I'm now trying to collect money from GRID, the Ad Agency that has been my partner on this project. Collecting money is as always an interesting experience - yes it will be nice to get my hands on the money but somehow, the art of collecting money in a stress-free fashion continues to ellude me.

Then, there's an event for Alcon comming up this Thursday. The Total Eyecare Festival at Marina Square represents the first time in history where the 3 O's of eye-care have decided to forgoe their petty jealousies and work together to provide the Singapore public with a better understanding of their eye-care needs. Ok, I'm not trying to relive my own press release here but seroiusly, there's so much we need to know about how to look after our eye-sight and its good that the experts are being brought together for the greater good of society.

I've taken up a new hobby - Facebook. I'm on quite a few social networking sites. I somehow get the kinky idea that I'm going to network my way on the internet to millions and have so many offers for my sexual services that end-up joining a host of these sites, only to get bored after several rounds of not having anything terribly exciting happen to me.

However, Facebook is somehow interesting. No, I have not recieved loads of offers for sex or money, but I've managed to link-up with a whole load of old colleagues and guess what, members of the Old Churcharians Club. On the Singapore front, my groups of friends tend to be classified into army and work. Work colleagues and ex-colleagues happen to end up being related to one another in the wierdest of ways. Seriously, if the BANG PR team of 2005 linked up to each other, we could practically be related. - Incest seems to be frighteningly comon in Singapore especially when people stick to people in related industries.

As for the OCC, its been such a long time since I was in touch with anyone that I'm greatful that people still remember me in some sort of way. Call it the fact that I'm probably a secret sentimentalist ego maniac shit who gets obsessed by international friendship chains.

Have not writen anything terribly political for a while. What can I say? Myanmar aka Burma is ASEAN's tragedy - a bit like Tibet. Of course in our true "Asian" culture we'll probably allow the Junta to get away with murder and look at the poor Burmese as ....well.....people who simply aren't greatful enough for having a group of brutal thugs beat the crap out of them on a regular basis. As for the Western powers, they're happily threatening sanctions .....and hey they may even impose them ....because....they can always buy Burma's raw materials from Asian Nations that will happily flout them. Let's not even talk military intervention here...it only seems to work when AIPEC deems it so....oooooppppppss did I say that - naughty me.

In the mean time, North Korea and Iran continue to teach the world how to deal with nations bigger and stronger than yourself. Ever since it tested a nuclear weapon, North Korea and Kim Il Jung have become wonderful - wonderfully cooperative with the "Civilised World" that we're paying them loads of money to do....something they'll only do on a cosmetic level.

The Iranians on the other hand will...well make loads of threatening noises and get slapped silly like a bafoon. Ahmadinajad is ...awful....he thinks ........it's unfair that Israel is the ONLY country to have nuclear weapons in the region and so his country better balance the military balance.....bad, bad man...doesn't he realise that its perfectly acceptable for certain people to point their nukes at him? Anyway, the fact that the Iranian Constitution allows the President to have as much actual power as a gladfly is a minnor inconvenience ....the man makes wonderfully threatening statements that sell newspapers and may even make some draft-doddging fags look good when they kick the shit out of him in the school playground.

But to be fair to the fags, its always so much more fun to beat up the noisy wanker who can't hit you back but keeps making so much noise. I mean, there's no fun dealing trying to beat up the guy sitting quietly in the corner with his knuckle dusters.