massacre, carnage & plastic bags

in the bus this morning. my book stayed in my bag. i was transfixed with the news about cho.

it started over breakfast. over my bowl of cereal, i read of how an Indonesian family's life was, in one fell swoop, altered forever. their son, a Virginia tech PhD student's life was taken. His family sold their house, car and god knows what to send their son to the 'land of the free' not knowing that they'd never see him alive again.

the next article that caught my eye was about how South Koreans from Korea were ashamed and disgusted that they were ethnically connected/linked/associated to this murderer named Cho.

typical. typical. we can expect that the debate will now not centre on whether one man's freedom to protect himself in the land of the free means 30 men's lives could be taken away in an instance? , but instead, on whether Asian's are pre-disposed to depression, insanity and aggression, etc. etc. I think we can certainly expect this from a great proportion of white-trash in the mid-west.

Koreans should hold their heads up high. I bet if that Korean boy stayed put in Korea, he would have been a happy bunny now. Ok, realistically- he may not be too happy, but i'm sure he wouldn't have been slinging a gun around taking photos of himself for a manifesto which clearly showed his discontent. He was a victim of alienation...someone revisit Marx pls?

back to the bus... CNA's next headline for its next new piece was- Carnage in Baghdad. 200 dead. 30 opposed to 200. One instance, the result of an alienated boy certainly disturbed, the other a result of a 'legitimate' orchestration of men in suits, i think- clearly disturbed too.

so what, another 200 in Baghdad, who cares?

I do.

And all the way across the continent, Singaporeans brought their own bags to NTUC and other major grocers.

Save the planet. Save humanity. Save ourselves.