Looks like I guessed it right; the chaotic traffic rife in Klang has finally been brought to the media, albeit a little later than I had expected. Anyway, the appearance would not seem to make any difference to the current condition as we, motorists, were told to be patient with the construction of the flyover because apparently, the new traffic divergence was the only way out to such an "inevitable" development. Well, the excuse was precisely guessed as well.
Honestly, I never was interested with traffics and transportation issues. Not even when it affected my daily journey. Just seems intereting to me that it is quite predictable in the outcome of the measures that will always be taken to counter such problems. Well, at least we live in a society characterised by certainty. And maybe it really is inevitable after all, we don't know that.
On another note, there are times where I yearn for weekends and there are times where I don't. Hopefully my exhaustion will end my desire to yearn for the former, soon.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
The Significance of Numbers
So basically, I have an opinion.
The whole notion of majority rules quite unfortunately does not always sit well with me. The one thing in which I personally wish to point out is that social conventions are such examples which are inherently relative. They are always neither right nor wrong per se. In fact, I see the reason this rationale isn't always entertained because it has been so rooted in the core of society's logic that it has become part of a redundant form of common sense, so much so that an officious bystander would react to this thought with a suppressed "Oh, of course!".
But with the ongoing trend of affairs, this reasoning should more strongly be adopted. I think that one should view society from an objective point of view whereby our current era should be taken as just yet another epoch of societal evolution. There's nothing so "fixed" as social norms or "the way things work" because things that were once "fixed" eventually changed as well with the times. If one were to stand outside of the societal framework and watch its workings, these "fixed" phenomenon are merely another phase of social evolution to what appeared to be the next social equilibrium "in the queue".
During a time where women were discriminated against and do not have a place in society, the idea then was somehow ironically accepted, wasn't it? Many have been convinced then by the rationalisation of biological arguments because society had indoctrinated its inhabitants with culturally constructed beliefs. This however may not have been the case in a predominantly matriarchal society. Hence, it simply tells us that it is nothing so wrong in comprehending the possibility that developments are inevitable and that for that to take place, things are going to have to change. To denounce otherwise would seem to be prejudicially selective in continually perpetuating one's own agenda.
The amazing characteristic of having numbers is that it is capable of legitimising any forms of behaviours, be it deviant or one that radically challenges the conceptual paradigm of human morality. Should I say, therefore, that society is a neutral entity being constantly moulded anomalously into something "right", only to be "wronged" later. Is societal evolution a process of timeless correction?
So I think that majority prevails at the end of the day. Quite apart from certain issues, most consensus aren't really a terrible thing to conform to. Because, just like the rest, we are still a byproduct of the brainwashing system.
The whole notion of majority rules quite unfortunately does not always sit well with me. The one thing in which I personally wish to point out is that social conventions are such examples which are inherently relative. They are always neither right nor wrong per se. In fact, I see the reason this rationale isn't always entertained because it has been so rooted in the core of society's logic that it has become part of a redundant form of common sense, so much so that an officious bystander would react to this thought with a suppressed "Oh, of course!".
But with the ongoing trend of affairs, this reasoning should more strongly be adopted. I think that one should view society from an objective point of view whereby our current era should be taken as just yet another epoch of societal evolution. There's nothing so "fixed" as social norms or "the way things work" because things that were once "fixed" eventually changed as well with the times. If one were to stand outside of the societal framework and watch its workings, these "fixed" phenomenon are merely another phase of social evolution to what appeared to be the next social equilibrium "in the queue".
During a time where women were discriminated against and do not have a place in society, the idea then was somehow ironically accepted, wasn't it? Many have been convinced then by the rationalisation of biological arguments because society had indoctrinated its inhabitants with culturally constructed beliefs. This however may not have been the case in a predominantly matriarchal society. Hence, it simply tells us that it is nothing so wrong in comprehending the possibility that developments are inevitable and that for that to take place, things are going to have to change. To denounce otherwise would seem to be prejudicially selective in continually perpetuating one's own agenda.
The amazing characteristic of having numbers is that it is capable of legitimising any forms of behaviours, be it deviant or one that radically challenges the conceptual paradigm of human morality. Should I say, therefore, that society is a neutral entity being constantly moulded anomalously into something "right", only to be "wronged" later. Is societal evolution a process of timeless correction?
So I think that majority prevails at the end of the day. Quite apart from certain issues, most consensus aren't really a terrible thing to conform to. Because, just like the rest, we are still a byproduct of the brainwashing system.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Translucent
Lights shining through the skin, flesh, and blood. Almost to the bones. One could only resist the temptation of feeling in a ghost-town or more appropriately, a wasteland. How could he not?
Walking in a desert, only clusters of cactuses were seen. Unlike water, why do they even exist in such a place, provoking one's inner demon to slash them away?
It may be a recurrence. That triggers the plate of boredom of the mind, causing the being to soul-search, drifting yet again into the anomalous rift. Just like the emerald dream that Malfurion Stormrage had used to travel to, the risk remains that one would remain there. How cruel the cause was. And is.
The being saw many new beings, beings that were of different "territorial lands". How in any sense could different be the same. It is still drifting, deeper into the lands of which passes the boundaries of institutionally alien thought.
Self-inducement? How can one negate these beings into being the cause of self-inducement?
Walking in a desert, only clusters of cactuses were seen. Unlike water, why do they even exist in such a place, provoking one's inner demon to slash them away?
It may be a recurrence. That triggers the plate of boredom of the mind, causing the being to soul-search, drifting yet again into the anomalous rift. Just like the emerald dream that Malfurion Stormrage had used to travel to, the risk remains that one would remain there. How cruel the cause was. And is.
The being saw many new beings, beings that were of different "territorial lands". How in any sense could different be the same. It is still drifting, deeper into the lands of which passes the boundaries of institutionally alien thought.
Self-inducement? How can one negate these beings into being the cause of self-inducement?
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Just a second ago
In just a second ago, so many things had taken place everywhere. For instance, as I'm sulking in front of the computer, cars are passing by in the roads. Spm had been going on. Post pmr students could be hanging out. People packing to travel to overseas for a holiday. Some poor possibly exploited workers are still working in the office. The clinics are full with sick people. Strangers stalking your blogs and social networking sites. Students who dilligently study and doing their precious assignments. People chatting hours on the telephone. People eating, sleeping , bathing, singing, cooking, dancing, or busy figuring a way to sabotage others. Some in the midst of committing suicide. Some studying about behavioural patterns of suicide-committers. Others may be watching the television. Some shopping, some driving, some thinking, some crying, some fighting, scolding, hospitalised, ......
Thursday, November 6, 2008
The Greater Nature
"Life's like a novel, with the end ripped off..."-Stand, Rascal Flatts
"Life's but a walking shadow..."-Life's brief candle, Macbeth
"Life's like that"-Reader's Digest
"Life's a sick joke"-some philosophers
"Life's a begining to an end, or an end to a begining"-myself
"Life's life"
"Life's"
"Life"
"L"
" "
Life's about motivation. How else would one's life continues? It's the things in life which creates this motivation to live. Would we still want to live if there is nothing other than living? Living may well just be one part of the natural ways. It's like a past time to a greater nature. Living's like a past time. A hobby. Which adds colour to the greater nature. It may be pointless other than what it appears to do. More possibly, it may merely be a means to an end. So much for an end, huh?
"Life's but a walking shadow..."-Life's brief candle, Macbeth
"Life's like that"-Reader's Digest
"Life's a sick joke"-some philosophers
"Life's a begining to an end, or an end to a begining"-myself
"Life's life"
"Life's"
"Life"
"L"
" "
Life's about motivation. How else would one's life continues? It's the things in life which creates this motivation to live. Would we still want to live if there is nothing other than living? Living may well just be one part of the natural ways. It's like a past time to a greater nature. Living's like a past time. A hobby. Which adds colour to the greater nature. It may be pointless other than what it appears to do. More possibly, it may merely be a means to an end. So much for an end, huh?
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Birth of Traffic Anarchy
Perhaps I have been over dramatic but this was the reality on a not-so fine evening home.
The bus that I took left KL fairly sharply 5.35pm and there goes what I had failed to anticipate would be a long, long journey home. I slept multiple times in it, yet upon each awakening was far from the familiar place called home. It reached Klang at about 6.45pm when the real journey home then begins.
After an hour in the bus (as usual), I (as usual) was hoping for a quick trip to my house. Two days ago, the bridge adjoining Klang and the federal highway had closed because of some flyover project that was going to take place. It was presumed to end after a proposed 3months period. Hence, (as usual) certain roads were closed and the traffic has been directed to an alternative flow.
Well, that was the only option; there wasn't any alternative, really. Hence, we were all directed to a trip of a huge circle before we were supposed to end up practically the same area we begin with in order to go around the blocked road. And, as you would have expected from the title, the display of the breakdown of social order in the traffic sense took place. There came a T-junction when a bus decided to cross the road so that it obstructed quite the middle of it, causing the next green light lanes unable to move. Putting it simply, it was almost as if it was at the middle of it all. And that was after about half an hour of traffic jam before we reached this state!
Traffic lights turned green, red and green and red again and green...however I was oblivious to it as I was merely observing the condition and not the traffic lights! Nothing was able to move except air and the sound waves created by endless honkings. In fact, the traffic lights were suddenly not performing its function as vehicles decided to collectively disobey the rule of traffic. Once there was a slight progress, every vehicle literally took advantage to move and there appear what seem to be vehicles in odd positions; verticals and horizontals, all craming in the hopes of threatening to scratch other vehicles by squeezing in on each other. Oh, and it was slightly drizzling. Not that it made a difference anyway.
After a gruelling hour and a half in total, I finally set foot home. All in all, from KL was a whooping two and a half hour of ride home! 83.33333% of my criminal class alone! Damn. Though I was strangely calm in the midst of this traffic anarchy. It's probably the exhaustion. Or the effect of this usual routine. Upon escaping from that brink of traffic chaos, it was like a huge surge of relief going through my body as the car started picking up reasonable pace. It's as if you wanna cry! (slight figurative exaggeration).
Being a law student, I imagined bringing a claim on the town council or the party involved in the construction of the flyover. I would say that this arrangement has obviously affected the public in that inconvenience and unnecessarily unreasonable traffic jam were caused. We were detained in the car for a long time that if we were to hop out to the stalls and have a drink, we had only barely moved an inch. Trust me, it was that bad. Obviously the defending party would tip the scale by arguing that the social utility derived from the developments that were taking place would outweigh the inevitable consequences that it caused.
Anyway, we were expecting the public to voice out soon. And it may be soon enough to possibly be the headline tomorrow. Okay, maybe another slight exaggeration.
For three months would this condition continues. And at the end of the time frame, the worst may then happen. The last straw would definitely be when the bus station changes its location. Hopefully by then, I would be out of here. There is no comparison to be made now between taking the bus and standing in a sardin tin. They had a common ground now.
The bus that I took left KL fairly sharply 5.35pm and there goes what I had failed to anticipate would be a long, long journey home. I slept multiple times in it, yet upon each awakening was far from the familiar place called home. It reached Klang at about 6.45pm when the real journey home then begins.
After an hour in the bus (as usual), I (as usual) was hoping for a quick trip to my house. Two days ago, the bridge adjoining Klang and the federal highway had closed because of some flyover project that was going to take place. It was presumed to end after a proposed 3months period. Hence, (as usual) certain roads were closed and the traffic has been directed to an alternative flow.
Well, that was the only option; there wasn't any alternative, really. Hence, we were all directed to a trip of a huge circle before we were supposed to end up practically the same area we begin with in order to go around the blocked road. And, as you would have expected from the title, the display of the breakdown of social order in the traffic sense took place. There came a T-junction when a bus decided to cross the road so that it obstructed quite the middle of it, causing the next green light lanes unable to move. Putting it simply, it was almost as if it was at the middle of it all. And that was after about half an hour of traffic jam before we reached this state!
Traffic lights turned green, red and green and red again and green...however I was oblivious to it as I was merely observing the condition and not the traffic lights! Nothing was able to move except air and the sound waves created by endless honkings. In fact, the traffic lights were suddenly not performing its function as vehicles decided to collectively disobey the rule of traffic. Once there was a slight progress, every vehicle literally took advantage to move and there appear what seem to be vehicles in odd positions; verticals and horizontals, all craming in the hopes of threatening to scratch other vehicles by squeezing in on each other. Oh, and it was slightly drizzling. Not that it made a difference anyway.
After a gruelling hour and a half in total, I finally set foot home. All in all, from KL was a whooping two and a half hour of ride home! 83.33333% of my criminal class alone! Damn. Though I was strangely calm in the midst of this traffic anarchy. It's probably the exhaustion. Or the effect of this usual routine. Upon escaping from that brink of traffic chaos, it was like a huge surge of relief going through my body as the car started picking up reasonable pace. It's as if you wanna cry! (slight figurative exaggeration).
Being a law student, I imagined bringing a claim on the town council or the party involved in the construction of the flyover. I would say that this arrangement has obviously affected the public in that inconvenience and unnecessarily unreasonable traffic jam were caused. We were detained in the car for a long time that if we were to hop out to the stalls and have a drink, we had only barely moved an inch. Trust me, it was that bad. Obviously the defending party would tip the scale by arguing that the social utility derived from the developments that were taking place would outweigh the inevitable consequences that it caused.
Anyway, we were expecting the public to voice out soon. And it may be soon enough to possibly be the headline tomorrow. Okay, maybe another slight exaggeration.
For three months would this condition continues. And at the end of the time frame, the worst may then happen. The last straw would definitely be when the bus station changes its location. Hopefully by then, I would be out of here. There is no comparison to be made now between taking the bus and standing in a sardin tin. They had a common ground now.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
