Everyone acts quite differently in private than in public. In private we feel comfortable picking our noses, gargling Listerine, walking around naked, having sex, singing in the shower, relieving ourselves of number one and two. How private we are about these matter depends on our upbringing, culture, and prevailing social norms. Continue reading
He was right in front of me. He had a heavy gold chain with the face of some Asian god around his neck, was balding at the crown of his head but sported longish, slick oily hair up to his neck, peppered with grey. He wore a red polo T-shirt, close fitted to his frame and strung around his neck was some sort of plastic employee tag on his breast pocket, a mini-photo of himself printed on it. He must have been a tour guide, or perhaps a driver. He wasn’t very tall, but despite his apparent age of around 60 he looked somewhat toned and strong, but greasy at the same time. Potentially the type that got into fights if the situation called for it. Grey pants, the typical old-man suit fashion, held up by a belt. I couldn’t remember his shoes. I didn’t look at his feet. But sandals would have been fitting with the look. Continue reading
Geographically, this is what my current readership looks like.
I’m not a power blogger, I don’t have many followers, but that’s ok.
A bunch of reporters from TVB write an open letter condemning the tampering with impartial reporting. Continue reading
I’ve only been blogging for a short while and consider myself a newbie, so it came as a surprise when Sueju Takeshi nominated me for this. I am honoured and inspired, Takeshi, by your writing and outlook in life. For those who haven’t read his blog, please do. A polymath, fluent in several languages including Filipino and English (with advanced to working knowledge of Thai, Japanese and Chinese too), along with a passion for the sciences, Takeshi is a budding writer Continue reading
When I started this blog I contemplated linking it to my real profile. Finally decided against it because I will never be able to write what is true. I will self-censor, editing away the parts I fear will hurt or damage, deleting those moments that I find too embarrassing Continue reading