Ice-Cream and Politics.

Hi-Hum! Dum-Dee-Dum. I’m high. Yup.. Sugar high that is.

Ice-cream is goo-oo-ood.. Hee hee..

Hah.. I’m content. Very content. Busy as ever, but content. Stressed as ever. But content. Why? Cause I had ice-cream, and cause I’ve 10 ideas in my head for stories, which I’ve sadly no time to write but because it signals my musses are back in the game I shall not brood on the fact that I’ve no time, I’ve slammed one door shut and decided not to let to weigh me down, and I’m inspired. Hence I am content.

Now, no, I am not here to write about me being content despite the stress-ness of college and issues I’ve in life that need figuring out, cause we all know I can’t do that, not because I don’t want to but because I just.. Well.. Can’t. I’m just popping by to drop a thought on chivalry. Random, I know, but that’s what ice-cream does to me see. It has that effect on me. That and chocolates as well. Or any thing which has a high content of sugar for that matter.

Anyway, today, as I got into an elevator in college – or rather ran into as the doors were about close – there was this guy who held the elevator door open for me, stopping them thick metal doors from crushing all 5’4’’ of me. And then, as I caught my breath from running after the closing elevator doors, the guy asked which floor I wanted and pressed it for me and it hit me how rare that happened.

I think it’s nice. I mean how often does a random stranger keep the door open for you, and offers to press the elevator button for you?

And the other day, out with my friends and getting into the car after what must have been the most vulgar chick flick ever [ which I must say still rocked regardless of the abundance of profanities, Dane Cook rocks!] there was this other guy whom was getting into his car with his – I assume to be – girl friend and he opened the door for her casually before getting into the drivers seat.

Such a small, simple act that reflected gallantry and we were all in awe. You must be thinking zomg what the jakun-ness?! But see, the thing is, she didn’t seem to notice it, no thank you, no smile, nothing to acknowledge him opening the door for her, which meant that it was a daily thing between them, which makes it even more awe-inspiring.

Oh, and also, hat’s off to the new president of the United States of America, Mr Barrack Obama. Woot woot!

And if the man writes his own speeches, more respect to him (if that’ even possible).

Such a success makes me wonder if Malaysia will ever be able to embrace the one-ness that US just proved to be possible. I mean, the entire nation just wrote history by uniting and voting for that one man based on his disposition and capability and belief and and.. Well.. Nothing else. I’m wondering when will WE be able to be that unbiased and unprejudiced and look beyond skin color and race and religion and whatever else that the bigoted mind can find to differentiate us as individuals?

I realize that the argument here is that we are one multi-racial country that live together in harmony, but my dispute with that argument is that there are still people who think that the country belongs to a certain group of people who deserve to (dare I say) rule over us. And yes, we may live in a multi-racial country, but my stand is the fact that there isn’t a complete harmony and acceptance between the races or skin color. I mean, if I cannot sit in a shop with my different skin colored male friend and not receive the occasional insolent stares, what is this harmony that we are talking about?

But I digress, the point is that I’ve never been more inspired in my life. Because in a fight between the typical white and conservative versus the underdog who’s bee said to only be able together votes from internet voters, blacks and ultra liberals, the underdog won. I’m glad because America is finally ready and has made the decision to accept a black president (the point here not being black-ness or non-black-ness but the fact that we’ve looked beyond that, just in case you’re wondering if I’m contradicting myself) and I’m given hope that change is possible. Perhaps even in this wayward country. If not today, then someday. Because as the man of the hour had said, ‘..We’ve got a lot of pent-up anger and bitterness and misunderstanding… This country wants to move beyond these kinds of things..’

Okay, I should stop now. Cause me giving my views on issues pertaining to politics is too much for even ME to handle. (And also cause I think this is gonna turn into one of them rants that may just lead ISA to my doorstep.)

Alright alright.. I’m going now.. But before I do, let me first say.. Fwoarh! Isn’t this nice? The first post in a long long loong time that wasn’t a seething angry outburst of some sort nor this brooding emo agonized chick that I’ve been so much lately. I am proud of me.. Aren’t you?

“This is our moment. This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.”
Barack Obama

Advertisements

There are no comments on this post.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: