It can rake up a lot of emotions to stumble onto some thing from the past. Recently, I re-discovered one of my projects at sourceforge.net: http://doomoo.sf.net and can't help but marvel at my creativity and talent in those days. It was essentially a blogging platform I had created called "Doomoo's diary" using PHP and files before I had heard of the word 'blog'.
It also has some interesting things like my mixed twin guitar recordings and some not-awful poetry. I kinda cringe at some of it now, but it's nice to see how my talent has been eroded in the past 8-odd years. Would some decisions have made things different? Maybe. Maybe not. But here we are.
Well-intentioned idiocy
After the tragedy at Carlton Towers earlier today, a friend said that the first few deaths due to jumping off the building happened because folks were trying to be heroic on the ground by holding out blankets and such. If that is true, isn't that the most infuriating thing you've ever heard?
Often, well-meaning folks are let off easy because, after all, they had 'good intentions'. It is easy to understand the desperation of the people trapped inside the building. Unfortunately, the people on the ground should have realised that they were playing with someone's life, good intentions didn't mean squat. Intentions don't bring people back from the grave. What happened at Carlton Towers is tragic, may the souls of those who passed away rest in peace. And may those who tried to be brave be punished appropriately so that they mix a little more intelligence with their bravery the next time.
Ode to to the well-intentioned, unintentional killers
I mean well, even if I have half a brain.
I mean well, even if my ideas are lame.
I mean well, even if I get it wrong sometimes.
I mean well, isn't that the least of all crimes?
I mean well, so whatever I do is justified.
I mean well, even if six people died.
Often, well-meaning folks are let off easy because, after all, they had 'good intentions'. It is easy to understand the desperation of the people trapped inside the building. Unfortunately, the people on the ground should have realised that they were playing with someone's life, good intentions didn't mean squat. Intentions don't bring people back from the grave. What happened at Carlton Towers is tragic, may the souls of those who passed away rest in peace. And may those who tried to be brave be punished appropriately so that they mix a little more intelligence with their bravery the next time.
Ode to to the well-intentioned, unintentional killers
I mean well, even if I have half a brain.
I mean well, even if my ideas are lame.
I mean well, even if I get it wrong sometimes.
I mean well, isn't that the least of all crimes?
I mean well, so whatever I do is justified.
I mean well, even if six people died.
India: Fight fire with ire
When it comes to fighting terrorism, India is a force to be reckoned with; armed with the most deadly anti-terror devices. No, I'm not talking about the fighter jets, defence expenditure increase or DRDO's latest technology; I'm talking warnings and directives.
We are the number one nation when it comes to issuing repeated warnings, with thousands issued in the last year alone. Let's face it - global warnings are our thing. We warn Pakistan after every terror strike, we warn Ajmal Kasab that we will hang him and sometimes we warn fishermen to not venture out into the sea during storms. These warnings also include terrifying details of how we are 'losing patience'. Hearing the hon'ble PM with his deadly baritone is enough to make the terrorists want to switch careers to charity. I hereby propose that we have a 'warning' ministry that issues warnings and a daily update on our patience levels with full gusto, so that nothing may go unwarned. Oh wait, we already have that.
The second weapon in the arsenal is issuing directives. For example, in Pune, there is a now terrorist-combating directive that is in place for the next 15 days. Two-wheeler riders are not allowed to wear scarves. What's more is that, for women, this restriction is only in the Koregaon Park area -- they can wear scarves elsewhere in the city. Sure, this seems innocuous. But it's brilliant if you think about it. IF the terrorist is a dude, AND decides to take a joyride on a two-wheeler, AND is in the same area where he committed the crime, he MIGHT be snapped up by our security folks! My heart is overcome with feelings of safeness. I propose a Padmashree for the person who approved this brainwave. As a citizen of India, I really could not ask for anything more.
Be afraid, terrorists. Be very afraid.
(Image courtesy: http://vikrantshukla.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html)
We are the number one nation when it comes to issuing repeated warnings, with thousands issued in the last year alone. Let's face it - global warnings are our thing. We warn Pakistan after every terror strike, we warn Ajmal Kasab that we will hang him and sometimes we warn fishermen to not venture out into the sea during storms. These warnings also include terrifying details of how we are 'losing patience'. Hearing the hon'ble PM with his deadly baritone is enough to make the terrorists want to switch careers to charity. I hereby propose that we have a 'warning' ministry that issues warnings and a daily update on our patience levels with full gusto, so that nothing may go unwarned. Oh wait, we already have that.
The second weapon in the arsenal is issuing directives. For example, in Pune, there is a now terrorist-combating directive that is in place for the next 15 days. Two-wheeler riders are not allowed to wear scarves. What's more is that, for women, this restriction is only in the Koregaon Park area -- they can wear scarves elsewhere in the city. Sure, this seems innocuous. But it's brilliant if you think about it. IF the terrorist is a dude, AND decides to take a joyride on a two-wheeler, AND is in the same area where he committed the crime, he MIGHT be snapped up by our security folks! My heart is overcome with feelings of safeness. I propose a Padmashree for the person who approved this brainwave. As a citizen of India, I really could not ask for anything more.
Be afraid, terrorists. Be very afraid.
(Image courtesy: http://vikrantshukla.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html)
Thoughts on the Pune blasts
For those thinking that the Senas' and culture police's antics are something to be ignored, think about this: most of the security on Feb 13th at Pune would have been diverted towards protecting citizens entering movie theaters and couples celebrating Valentine's day.
If this had been a series of blasts, most of our security forces would have been wasted around multiplexes and parks, instead of chasing perps. I don't know if this aggravated the situation yesterday, but it sure as hell wouldn't have helped.
Opportunity cost is a very real cost, and folks playing the fool with citizens' security should be put to task very early with a no-forgiveness policy, whatever their last names be. Ironically, the Shiv Sena claims that SRK was not being patriotic by supporting Pakistani cricket players. Guess who were the real traitors yesterday?
If this had been a series of blasts, most of our security forces would have been wasted around multiplexes and parks, instead of chasing perps. I don't know if this aggravated the situation yesterday, but it sure as hell wouldn't have helped.
Opportunity cost is a very real cost, and folks playing the fool with citizens' security should be put to task very early with a no-forgiveness policy, whatever their last names be. Ironically, the Shiv Sena claims that SRK was not being patriotic by supporting Pakistani cricket players. Guess who were the real traitors yesterday?
Dear unnamed warrior
Ok, I get it. You don't like your name.
It probably translates to something an animal drops in a tough gastronomic phase and has been the cause for much consternation through most of your childhood. Your self-esteem has probably eroded to the levels of Greece's GDP. Even your mother laughed at you once in a while. But seriously then, get off social networking. Or at least off my friend's list.
I don't want to see another wall post from 'Loveable Zoozoo'. What was that you say? It was fun? Do not care. And do not make the brilliance shine in my f*ckin' eyes; your profile pic is (shocker) a 'zoozoo'. Seriously? WTF dude? Get a life. Or at least a change of name.
It probably translates to something an animal drops in a tough gastronomic phase and has been the cause for much consternation through most of your childhood. Your self-esteem has probably eroded to the levels of Greece's GDP. Even your mother laughed at you once in a while. But seriously then, get off social networking. Or at least off my friend's list.
I don't want to see another wall post from 'Loveable Zoozoo'. What was that you say? It was fun? Do not care. And do not make the brilliance shine in my f*ckin' eyes; your profile pic is (shocker) a 'zoozoo'. Seriously? WTF dude? Get a life. Or at least a change of name.
Who's the tiger-est of them all?
Match the columns (Types of tigers on the left; Qualities on the right)
The first two correct comments will receive an iPod. (As an image attachment in an email, but still). As always, wrong answers are the most entertaining.
The first two correct comments will receive an iPod. (As an image attachment in an email, but still). As always, wrong answers are the most entertaining.
(Images courtesy: mediaswirl.wordpress.com ; im.in.com ; animals.howstuffworks.com)
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