The Village Idiot Takes To The Rostrum

I've had some interesting thoughts and conversation on McCain v Obama recently.

I found a spoof video of the recent presidential debates on FunnyOrDie.com

See more funny videos at Funny or Die

My (totally -unimportant -but -still -expressed -cos -it's -my -blog -and -I'll -discuss -whatever -I -want -to) opinion is that Obama's got a bit more right than McCain. The latter and the Republicans seem so outta touch with the average American population's problems and their policies reflect that. And they have a tendency to pander more to the whims of corporate America, in particular the oil and technology boys.

Not that the Democrats aren't guilty of that but less than the Reps. The Dems may seem more protectionist about American jobs but I think that's what they need right now. Their economy is in shambles I like what Obama's saying about bringing their troops home.

Enough with the war-mongering McCain. 8 years of GWB is 8 years too much. Oh, GW...Go to Youtube and type "Bushisms". You'll see.

When talking about America, he says it's "where WINGS take DREAM."

McCain was the guy that wanted to duke it out with Iran & N. Korea. Together with Iraq, Bush infamously dubbed them the "Axis of Evil."

Apparently, McCain must have been bouyed by the "success" of the Bush administration's greatest gift to the world. "Made-in-USA, Democracy In A Can" Side effects include total anarchy, chaos to lives of ordinary citizens in importing country.

At least, Clinton's Somalia incursion was reasonable. Not a search for non-existent WMDs. Sheesh.

Personally, I don't think Obama's got it all sorted out either but he sounds better than McCain. I do think it's sort of the trend to be an Obama supporter. Especially if with all the celebs speaking out. Most of them are just sick of Bush's Reps I suppose.

I gotta take a closer look at Obama's plans.

So ends this smidgen of pseudo-intelligent train of thought.

Do forgive me if you've managed to hang in this far and have not been lulled to sleep by my ridiculous tripe.

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8 days away to my birthday. At the beginning of the year I was all set for a big night out, having a loud celebration and all that. Now? I'm more than willing to let it pass by any other day.

I have something to admit. At first, until quite recently in fact, I was hoping for a material gift from a person or two. But then, I realized that I had already been given one. Especially by this, one. It was a sense of belief, both by that person in me and me believing in myself. In there somewhere was fun, laughter, peace and joy, absolute joy.

So, right now, an uneventful birthday suits me just fine. I don't want to want or need anything. But take note, I'm not that daft that I'll refuse any gift that comes along. I'll be very thankful. Besides, not being so is just plain rude, ain't it?

I slept over at Woodlands on Monday. Spent the whole day helping Dad with his schoolwork. He's taking a private diploma.

I've still got unfinished scripts to contemplate. I so want to get them done. So many writing commitments at the moment. Yaaaggh!

Drama's starting up again today.

Festive season's been chaotic for the home.

Been out slacking. What's different is that they've been at a variety of locations, Coffee Bean and Muddy Murphy's being highlights. Stay away from the latter if your wallet has allergic reactions to paying $8 bucks for a glass of cranberry juice. Pretty much standard prices for such places, lest you've never ventured into one.

And I'm wondering what it takes to break through, whether I'll be allowed to break through that wall that's been built up. [It's a figurative wall, in case you're not that quick] Others seem to be allowed to walk around it. Apparently, being too close and knowing someone too well isn't a good thing either.

I must have missed out on reading the fine print when they gave out the box for that. [Again, figurative]

This weekend sees me out and about in a kaleidoscope of social circles. Here's hoping it'll be fun.

Smiles As They Should Be; While Coloured Embers Paint A Wonderous Glow

The festive cheer and the initial rush, if there was any at all for some, has died down a bit. Back to school, back to work, yet there is still a need to find time to do more visiting, if not for the sake of visiting then at least to renew familial ties, friendship ties, fellowship ties and if they get too loose, bow ties as well.

With the festive day coming just before crucial examinations for some of the younger cousins, the parents in the horde (that's us) decided to make this year a low key affair ending by 1030 at night. Can't really complain though, I felt good catching up with the cousins and that was pretty much enough for me.

And I'm quite bothered by the fact that I still can't get my hands on T.I.'s Paper Trail album. I don't think it's been shipped to Singapore. What was initially supposed to be a trip to the next neighbourhood to get it turned out to be a long and ultimately fruitless trip all the way to the city.

Festive trips tomorrow and on Saturday. It'll be nice to see the other half of the family even if I did just see them quite recently at Grandma's 76th, about 5 weeks ago.

I may try too hard, I may be not bothered or I may do the wrong thing and in general, not do right, I sincerely have best interests at heart whenever I've done anything. I would like to convey my regrets to all and especially to some, who I may have hurt more inadvertently. Here's hoping I do better next time round.

And I'm loving this song by Elliot Yamin. It counters my disillusionment somewhat.





"FREEDOM!" - as bellowed by Mel Gibson portraying the heroic Scotsman William Wallace as his final word before being beheaded.

A random end to this, if you would please allow me.