I am reading stuff about Scottish independence, and as usual, I agree most of all with the Lib Dems. It's hard to imagine a Scotland apart from Britain - even bagpipes and kilts had spread to the rest of the UK. But Scotland and England have always been somewhat distinct, and federalism would also pave the way for a proper written constitution of the UK.
As usual, however, sensible liberal proposals are always laughed off the table.
All I know perhaps is that I do not know anything at all, especially what I am doing and what is to be done next.
I lack planning so much that I am doing things before I am aware of the next step or even aware of what I am actually doing at the moment.
Every concern is simply swept under a carpet in the heady dizziness of a spur of the moment act. The next thing that happens is that I suddenly panic and realise what a predicament I am in - that I have to pretend to be confident and pretend that I have an idea of what I should do next, even when I don't.
Most of the time I am quite happy with my randomness. I call it spontaneity. But perhaps it is rashness, recklessness and stupidity. Undertaking to do something when I have no idea what it entails.
Bus driver: "我也不太清楚......"
I mean, seriously, even if one has absolutely nothing against immigrants from China, one wonders why the bus companies can't at least ensure that the bus drivers are well trained and know their bus routes well. And that's to say nothing of the many occasions when Singaporeans have to act as ad-hoc translators when there are non-Chinese speaking passengers on a bus.
Ah well. It's bad enough that he has to spend the new year away from his family, in a foreign country, anyway.
Don't get me wrong. It was a great holiday, nice country, and the esperantists were fabulous people as usual. Of course, I loved the snow and the skiing.
What bugged me was that there seemed to be some uncivilised and unsanitary behaviour on the streets. It wasn't quite as bad as mainland China, but the impression I had of Koreans as a very polite and cultured people was somewhat marred as a result.
I know all of that inscription on Chiang Kai Shek's statue is bullshit, but I mean, I think it isn't bad to remembered as a faithful believer in Jesus Christ and a warrior for democracy battling the evil forces of communism. Chiang didn't exactly live up to those ideals, but I can't help but agree with the ideals he was supposed to have stood for.
The quote, "the meaning of life is to better the lives of all humanity", especially resonated with me.
We humans are really not against propaganda, only propaganda with disagree with .
So. Eventually, I found my answer. Although it was an undesirable one, and I cussed myself for having taken so long to find something which should have been right under my nose, I have nevertheless derived some satisfaction at learning something new.
Still regret choosing the law though; it was for such a flippant reason, too, one that holds little emotional weight now.
It's funny how Esperanto feels like a much more expressive language to me.
Although actually it still looks clumsy.
Kiam un' knabin' volas esti kune
Cxu tiam vi ecx plu volas aliulinon?
Cxu kio estas falita, povos esti sukcesota?
Kion virino vidas en unu viro ke neniu alie volas?
Kion aliaj virinoj ne vidas en tiu homoj ke tiu virino vidas?
Cxu ni cxiam volas kion ni ne havas? Mi pensas ke ne.
Mi ne volas perdi mian tempon.
Mi nur volas havi paca dolcxa vivo.
Vivo kun fido inter du homoj.
Vivo sen konstantaj kvereloj.
Vivo estas tro mallonga por homoj esti kolera kun unu la alian.
Sed sxajnas ke ecx kun aliulino la situacio ne sxangxos.
Sed mi ne vere ecx povos pruvi aux malpruvi tion cxar mi tute ne havas la sxancon!!!