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Self-worth Market

April 11, 2011 2 comments

Aboard a flight heading to a nearby city (in case the people involved in this incident are reading this), I sit there quietly reading The Battle for God on my Kindle. Two Arab  girls were on the two seats next to me. They were probably in their late 20’s or early 30’s, and it was obvious that they were the ‘Americanized’ type.. or ‘Processed’ as I’d like to call it. You know the too Americanized type? The fake kind? As in Americanized just in clothing and language, but none of the brains?
Anyway.. since they were a little loud, just a little bit,  naturally I overheard some of the things they were talking about. The conversation was mostly about some mutual friends that they had, and what updates took place with each one. I wouldn’t have remembered this if it wasn’t for what one of the girls said to the other, with a very matter-of-fact tone. For the sake of visual effects, girl no. 1 will be Curly (for having curly hair) and girl no. 2 will be Shorty (for having short hair), and it goes as follows:

Curly: let me tell you something about myself, and it’s something I don’t normally say to others…

Shorty: go ahead…

Curly: if a girl is not very close to me on a personal level, I try not to interact with her a lot.

Shorty: (nodding in approval)

Curly: I mean there are girls whom I’m friendly with and say hi to and what not, but I intentionally put boundaries because they’re not close enough to me.

Shorty: that is so wise, you know. It’s important.

At this point, evidently, it wasn’t the end of their conversation, but there is something that grabbed my attention right there and then. And it is this: what the hell was she talking about?? They’re not close because they’re not close?? If you’re not close on a personal level I tend to keep it that way??

I believe we are all judgmental, even though we like to deny it. But immediately I thought how shallow people can be. Seriously, what does it mean when someone believes that others are queuing up for a chance to be close to them? It’s like that other ridiculous thing people say “I’m a very quiet person, but when I’m angry, I get ‘angry’…” – I don’t want to even comment on that. Simply because people do get angry when they’re..angry!
But let’s go back to what that girl said: is it that people feel more important, or empowered maybe, when they say this to other people? Like pointing out the obvious or giving out very useless information, as in the case with the conversation between those two girls.

Then I started having ideas. What if it were true? Your worth increases if you start saying stuff like that? Now, imagine what would happen if a financial market gets hit again. It shouldn’t be a problem, see! Government will speak up, they’ll say, “The financial crisis will not affect us; it’s not anywhere close to our investments.. because it’s not close to our investments.” And that’s it, the confidence in the Stock market gets reinstated and all is good and dandy. Another superpower would say, “We’re usually a very peaceful nation. But when we’re upset, we get really upset.” And people should go like, “Whoa! Easy there, Chief!”

The disturbing thing is that it is partially true, though. What is it called….oh, yes! .. Marketing. Because basically a lot of hogwash contributes to most marketing campaigns, and a lot of it is exactly like the conversation between Curly and Shorty. You do get kudos for saying nothing of value. And when you really listen to yourself, you’ll realize that you do it all the time too, without even noticing. It’s intrinsic.
Ultimately, that conversation ruined the flight journey because it broke my line of thought and focus on the book. See, I usually am very focused when I read, but when I get distracted I just can’t focus anymore.

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Street Fighter: The Disappointment

March 12, 2011 Leave a comment


I may be a little late in saying this, but it keeps hitting me one time after another. Street Fighter is probably the biggest disappointment I’ve ever had to deal with when it comes to video games. I mean, Capcom concealed any projects concerning the game for ten years. TEN. For what? The anticipation that was building up was enormous! Thinking that Street Fighter was going to come out to take center stage again. Obviously, they miscalculated the fans’ expectations.

Here’s the other issue: Seth?
Are you kidding me? THAT’s my challenge? I mean seriously, some people are too good for their own good, if you know what I mean. Sure you can be a pioneer and very creative at one point in time, but you have to know what your market is. You must realize how time is changing and you certainly should know what the expectations are! You can’t come up with characters every five minutes, and on whose expense? Original characters, of course! Capcom revolutionized the Zombie concept with Resident Evil. But that was up until Resident Evil 2, and the whole thing was on a downward spiral since Resident Evil Zero came out. Now look at the game we’re playing.. it is so far off from the original that you wouldn’t recognize it. What we’re dealing with now are anything but Zombies, and it pisses me off!

Back to Street Fighter. Same story. Hey, I mean, maybe the market is happy! But I know whoever played the original Street Fighter as a kid, and had to wait ten years for a better, stronger, and cooler release, must be disappointed. The YouTube teasers were so good I thought it was worth the wait! And now you have to deal with characters like Rufus and El Fuerte, one is an overweight American southerner (I think) with no background story and the other is a Spanish Chef who wants to fight through cooking. Wow. Capcom.. Wow.

Eh.. well.. I missed the old days of Street Fighter, as in the Animated Movie or Street Fighter Alpha the movie. Those were amazing. Really captured the essence of each fighter. And the above sketch is a tribute to Ryu, the master of all.

Unplugged: Controlling the A Letter

August 9, 2010 3 comments

Writer’s block is extremely annoying at a time when you need to write the most. The ups and downs of daily life and a very pressing career is overwhelming, and the situation needs to be addressed on daily basis to avoid having a heart attack. I can’t really pin-point who or what is contributing to the decaying well being of my sanity; but if my sanity is affected in any way, how does that make whatever I’m saying credible? One of the things that ticked me off to write this post is this: how come the ticket anyone pays for to see a movie does not include quality-warranty refund policy, just in case? If the KNCC were to fully service us with movies received “as-they-were-bought”, and people are paying for that ill-set price for a ticket, shouldn’t we expect no unjustified cut scenes? Even if these cut scenes are there in US theaters as well, shouldn’t there be a refund policy anywhere in this open-business contract? Shouldn’t this be part of the consumer rights deal? Is there a deal for consumers to begin with? It is frustrating that when a movie sucks, you just realize that you wasted good money (plus the tickets you bought for whoever is accompanying your poor soul) on a bad movie.. forever. When will we learn that now is the age of Home Theater? Do you think producers and directors would make bad movies if nobody went to the movies? I’m not saying all movies should be Saving-Private-Ryan good, or Inglorious-Bastards genius, or Lord-of-the-Rings fascinating, or Kung-fu-Panda entertaining, or Naked-Gun-33⅓ funny, or The-Matrix awesome, or The-Usual-Suspects luring, etc.. but at least they should pass the Would-Watch-Again-Sometime test. Combine this situation with a career that requires knowledge in legal terms and civil as well as public law, and you’re left with ZERO fun. The only fun you’d have ever hoped for to see in a movie theater where every 5 minutes someone would walk in to allow the bright light from outside the theater sneak into the place and cling to the “screen” – if I’m ever allowed to call it that – and make Jim Carrey’s face look pale and faded. Am I paying for this? Really? How should I feel exactly when KNCC says Mondays are KD 1.500 for a ticket? Should I be happy? Or should I feel like a sheep amongst the herd pushing and getting pushed in an attempt to get a special rate for the same tasteless quality? Am I ever allowed to compare this with the ridiculous sheepish queue at Pink Berry? How come people don’t feel wrong just thinking about getting in a queue THAT long for a cup of yogurt that costs THAT much? Problem is if I do it myself, I get robbed the right to object. And if I object, I get labeled. Is there an escape? Listen, I may be a follower of the thought that if I’m paying for something, I would very much like to get its worth. Every cent of it. But to pay for something just to follow the trend, regardless of quality, is something I’m not willing to understand. Let alone accept. Because of that, I sign off with a squint and a frown.

Antidisestablishmentarianism

January 21, 2010 1 comment

I thought of this word today at work, when I was looking out the window and feeling rather… disestablished. What would be a good word to describe that feeling or condition, in which someone feels no sense of belonging or security, especially when quitting is not an option? Disintegrated? Not sure, because on the other hand I have “un-disestablished”, which sounds a little broken, don’t it?

You know, on a totally random note, friendship, like maturity, can never be judged by a factor of time. Just because you’ve been friends with someone for 15 years does not mean they’re your “friends” — I don’t believe in that concept anyway; it’s naive and un-establishing.

Which brings me to the original point of this brain-sneeze, the word that’ll work here is Anti-dis-establishment-arian-ism. Why? Because it friggin’ works, that’s why. To be against breaking ties is to be antidisestablishmentarianist, to be against disruption of peace is to be antidisestablishmentarianist, it is very antidisestablishmentary of you if you’re an antidisestablishmentarianist. It’s a good thing; it’s wholesome, it’s not at all redundant, and I believe in it. That’s as good a reason for you to behold.

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LOVE is EVOL

January 8, 2010 7 comments

Oh the surreality of love… makes me want to puke. But listen, hold on, I’m not against love! I just strongly oppose it. What everybody knows but goes around untold is the fact that love is a dog from hell. Yes, yes, there I said it and if you can’t handle it then chances are you love dogs! Get the logic?

What I don’t approve of is the unjustified love. And please don’t jump from your seat, raising your hand so high and holding your pants from falling with the other, looking so silly like a puppy dumped in the water, all that just to say, “What about the love between a mother and a child?” — because to that I’d say, “sit your a$$ down, silly hill billy! You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, boy!”
Of course I don’t mean motherly, sisterly, fatherly, brotherly or any relative-ly love! I meant the “love” love! The Romeo & Juliet love!  The “oh-behave” love! Now, having said that, let’s move on to say that the reason why I oppose love is because it is insanely selfish. The only reason why anybody would want to be with anybody else is because they find certain traits in that other person that compliment or integrate well with their needs and requirements. Could be a list of things, from beauty, money, safety, or tradition; the purpose remains selfish, without consideration of the other person’s needs and requirements. Get the picture?

Love is your Photoshopped image of the person you’re in love with. You don’t see the oversized pores, the panda eyes, the nose hair, the mirky teeth, the dandruff, and the other facial sins. You don’t see the grizzly eating habit, the thick brain, the confusing sense of style, the smothering dependence, and the other characteristic offences. It’s exactly why a lot of marriages just don’t last; because people are loving each other for all the wrong reasons.
There is no such thing as inner beauty and physical beauty, because all are in the eyes of the beholder. The bottom line here is this: where are we going wrong with love?

See, what we do all the time is try to reflect the love we’re trying desperately to receive. Meaning when we think we love someone, for whatever reason that may be, we subconsciously mirror this feeling to the person we’re in love with in our attempt to make them “see” how much we love them. As natural a reaction as that may be, what we don’t know or maybe overlook is the fact that we’re trying to show the other person the list of reasons why we love them. And here goes the rephrasing: We go around telling people whom we love the reasons why we love them; reasons that they already know. Does anyone in their right state of sanity see what the problem is here? If you try to mirror your love, all you’ll get is love spelled backwards i.e. EVOL! Ever thought why “With time love becomes grey and faded” is a very correct statement? Because there’s a very thin line between that kind of love and a$$-kissing. If you’re a pretty girl with a kind heart, good luck with a guy constantly reminding you that you’re a pretty girl with a kind heart, whose beauty one day will fade away, and whose kind heart cannot sustain absolute forgiveness.

LOVE is a strong word. If you LOVE someone, love them for who they are NOT. If you’re a guy and Karma did not bestow the prettiest of its girls upon you, the hairy ape of a person, you might as well find the beauty that is lost in her. And if you decide, at the end, to stick around and love and care for her, then.. my friend.. you found “love”. Love is greater than appearances and style and money and being attractive. Phsyical attraction is a totally different culture altogether. But love… love is compatibility with someone on a much more elegant level of communication. Our main source of trouble is that we see. The blind, however, are in an eternal state of bliss because they came into this world without a mirror; their love cannot be mirrored nor reflected. Hence, open your eyes and your love will go blind. Shut your eyes and you shall see… with your love.

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