18th Feb 2012 Am I Good Or Bad Girl?

From last Thursday till the next Monday the 20th is the Roses Carnival, with the biggest, the most extravagant main parade last night, started at 10 p.m. throughout the night till 3 a.m. this morning, and continued in many parties in different places. Even at 6 a.m., there are noises of loud music, laughter, shouting and yelling everywhere. During some part of the night, I didn't exactly remember how and why, I found myself sitting in the middle of a group of youngsters, boys & girls; well, not exactly boys and girls but all younger than I am. I have always the knack of getting along well with people very much older or very much younger than I am; strangely, not so much with people my own age. Especially women. For I don't know what reason, they don't seem to like me enough to include me in their groups! Not my fault, their loss, I tell myself.

I got off track a bit. Back to the group I practically fell into. In the course of the hour or so period sitting with the young people, chatting and laughing about everything or nothing, somebody suggested we each tell one thing to show whether we are good, or bad girl / boy. For me, not easy, as I think of myself basically a good girl, but I have also not just done, but enjoyed, quite a lot of 'bad girl' funs. Not bad in the sense of illegal or downright criminal of course, just mischievous behaviour and maybe what's generally considered 'forbidden' actions or simply have misbehaving (without breaking the law or harming anybody). I guess I have committed plenty of those.

 

I have never thought of myself as a bad girl, at least I think I am good more often than I am bad. Like Mae West said, 'When I am bad, I am better.' Yeap, that describes me as well. I told that to the group of my new friends, none of them had even heard of Mae West!

They enjoyed that confession though, and suggested we meet up again tonight. So I am in. The group of semi good/bad youngsters. Now putting that mini skirt 4 inches above the knee tonight to go out would be a mini trial with temperature at 8 degrees. But I definitely won't confess that!!

Tags: badgirl, goodgirl

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18th Feb 2012 When Humour Is Not Humour

It's said often that we should have a sense of humour, able to see the funny side of things less favourable than we wish, able to laugh at oneself instead of self pity or indulging in soul destroying stress. Some are blessed with sense of humour, others have to cultivate it; some come up with funny and encouraging comments lightening the serious of a bad situation, others simply make fun at others' expense. Unfortunately there are too many of the latter.

When humour mocks or ridicules other people's physical defects, disability, or their abject situation or circumstance, it becomes a jeer, a mockery, a downright contempt and an insult, on top of display one's own lack of compassion and basic human decency.

I greatly enjoy humour, the kind that's intelligent, a mixture of irony, satire, optimistic and positive criticism, small doses of resignation and generous tolerance.

 

This little outburst of mine here had been boiling in my heart since this early morning, when I saw a group of teenagers, without any provocation, were laughing at one very unhappy girl, about the same age, plain, with a cracked lip and an obvious limp. I am not going to put down here what they said to that poor creature suffering such injustice of nature, life or destiny. I am not able to repeat the insults because it shames and pains me there are such people amongst us; and the parents who obviously had not done their duty of educating their youngsters the basic courtesy and decency, qualities not found in school text books.

 

If they can't show the less fortunate compassion or help, they should at least refrain themselves from throwing at her sick humour that merely magnifies their own deficiency as human beings.

 
 

Tags: decency, humour

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