Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Monday, March 14, 2011
At first, I was going to blog about myself.
Yes, I realize I still owe like 10 posts on various subjects, which I said I'd blog about long ago, but I'm graduating soon, so cut me some slack =p. I was going to blog about myself, because of the beacon of attention I've been getting lately from all sources. I've said it before, that wherever I go, I will make an impression, be it negative or positive, but I will make one. Fine, so attention comes with this, but its been a little more unique in the last few months, and I thought I wanted to pen (um... type) down my thoughts about it, as well as what I thought of myself.
Then, this week had to happen. One of my pet peeves has long been stupid questions. I understand that people will say stupid things once in a while, be it jokes, or blurness. But I've also realized that total nonsense comes from people who virtually have no intelligence! I mean seriously! This week has been testing my patience on stupidity tolerance. I'm quite proud to say that my tolerance when it comes to anger is pretty good (although several events the last few weeks have been questioning that, more on those in another post. I owe, again. Lol). Not to mention I am surrounded by people with low IQs. Sure, some are great friends, loyal friends, true friends, but they're not smart in any sense. And that gets sickening when their stupidity hits high levels.
Oh, but what could push your patience when it comes to stupidity? I'll list them down, one by one, each paragraph explaining the details.
Firstly, with all the hype of Japan's earthquake, let's start there! Granted, I know plenty of people who hate the Japanese and their culture. Even then, I think it's a bit much to actually wish upon a natural disaster to wipe them out. Hating a culture does not mean you hate the entire population that is associated with that culture. Or else, I, living in Malaysia, could easily be cast as a racial bigot as I'm of the population here. Anyway, the last 2 days, messages have been coming from countless sources that the nuclear fallout from the explosions from the nuclear power plants in Japan will actually travel all the way here by way of weather. That thought alone is enough to make me pissed off at whoever started off this crap. Can radiation affect water and clouds? Of course. Can it travel distances? Sure. Will it reach Malaysia in a matter of hours? No, and especially not with the quantity we're talking about. It's a few nuclear power plants. Not an atomic bomb. When USA bombed Japan with two (yes, TWO) freaking atomic bombs, did the whole world worry about rain soaked with radiation? No. It severely affected the cities and surrounding areas for years to come, but it did not affect the world, and not even the neighbouring countries. So when a tiny (compared to the bombs) power plant explodes, where's the rationale for believing that this will affect the rain all the way here when the nearest countries to Japan aren't even affected? Or to hit my point home even more, the cities surrounding them? Pure moronic idiots.
All these natural disasters have been leading to talks on the end of the world and stuff. This of course, is talking about 2012. Quite a surprising amount of people actually believe a planet is colliding towards earth and will hit it in 2012. Venus is millions of miles away, and can be seen with the naked eye at night. This supposed planet is going to hit our planet in less than one year, and yet we can't see it in the sky? Wow, that must be one sneaky planet. I had a friend (Tracy) who posted a status update in Facebook asking whether people believed in 2012. 20 or so people replied. You know what's the sad thing? Only I said I didn't believe in it, because there was no proof whatsoever from the scientific community, and that all this crap came from misinterpretations of the Maya calendar. EVERY other single person who commented said they believed it. That they believed God would do it, that there were various signs around the world (oh please, earthquakes are hardly proof. I'll shake your table and say its the end of the world), and blah blah blah. Even the person who posted the status said she believed it. They believe the world will end in slightly over a year, and what are they doing about it? Are they helping the poor? Changing their lifestyles? Making the most of their remaining 400 days? No. They're living as everyone else is, that the world is not ending anytime soon. Yet they believe in all that crap with no backings at all.
Thirdly, and I'll end with this, since just remembering all these stupid events is ticking me off as I'm typing. Just two days ago on Saturday, I was eating dinner with Issey's cellgroup and Rachael (yes, the mood spoiler, lol) joined us for dinner. So, there was the usual chatting and stuff, and Rachael got annoyed by my teasing her. She said that my personality was one that was very curious, accurate and smart (I'll take that as a compliment). I was like okay, and? And she said that she was very surprised I had a sense of humour because intelligent people normally didn't. Um, since when? Many of the greatest minds of human kind have had brilliant senses of humour! Mark Twain, anybody? Richard Dawkins? Bertrand Russell? Hell, the writings of these guys are some of the funniest yet offensive and thought-provoking things you will ever see. Their intelligence is unsurpassed by many, and yet I love their sense of humour. Fine. This wasn't the main issue. She then proceeded to say that temperament was a mix of personality and character. Temperament is according to the dictionary we used, emotional state, irritability and excitability. Which totally described Rachael. She's 2 years older than me, but she's got the size, voice and mindset of a 9 year old. I wish that was an exaggeration, but it isn't. She kept trying to argue that temperament was character. That temperament was personality. And she said spoke about 4 special types. I honestly think she was talking about the four personality types of sanguine, choleric, melancholy and phlegmatic, which granted, were called temperaments, but I don't think she was really trying to bring this across. She was trying to tell me that my temperament is like my soul.
*Sigh*. I don't like to claim I'm smart, because it makes me sound arrogant, when I proclaim it myself. However, friends all around me have agreed with that, with no offence. And I have an IQ of 145. Sure, I'm not correct 100% of the time, but I really can't stand it when I encounter all this bull.