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Its the little things that hurt!

Recently there had been a little excitement over the blogosphere of Malaysians and Singaporeans. I am of course just an observer.It is quite bewildering to see people hurl insults at each other and I have to say almost entertaining. I am riveted to my seat. Nothing grabs people attention like a little catfight here and there.

But not to make light of the situation, some of em does hurt. Perhaps it hurt our sensibilities, or even our sense. And the saying "Stick and stones can hurt me and words don't" are bullshit. Tell that to the multitude of unattractive peoples all around the world who have to bear the brunt of name calling such as Chubby Flabby or Wart Face. Worse still if people hurl insults to something you care about. Our beliefs, our pride, our family, our friends.

Some people proclaimed themselves as being fair and unbiased and take painstaking efforts to try to relate that image. Deep down, that biasness that had been seeded and growed upon by the peoples around us are bound to surface.

What I find interesting, some peoples try to be self righteous on their own blog but when it came to commenting on what some people might posted then you can see that biasness through and through. It does not take 1 essay to actually hurt. Only 1 thoughtless sentence from an obviously harmless comment can show what you are, sometimes. I say sometimes.. because I am painstakingly try to relate an image saying that you cannot truly know a person just from their opinion, sometimes!

Comments

Anonymous said…
setuju! setuju!

tp kengkadang one whole essay pun bole "mencederakan" gak.
Dils said…
hahaha.
Experienced kah?
Dils said…
hahaha.
Experienced kah?
Anonymous said…
hahaha..of course. who doesn't?

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