The specieist in me

So today, I was linked to an article about some folks in China shaming a rat – literally. They strung up a dead rat, hung a sign on it saying “Is that all you’ve got? You can kill me and I still won’t admit it was me who stole your rice!”

While I was amused by the picture, I found it cruel at the same time. I mean, if they had done the same thing to a dog, I would have been outraged. Which got me thinking – is it wrong to favor an animal over another? Like, let’s say a dog stole some rice, or maybe it killed a child. Then it was slaughtered and hung out to be shamed. How would I feel about that? I don’t know.

But then again, China gives no shits about what kind of animal you are when it comes to punishment.

We gave ourselves the right to put down animals without any fear of retribution. Imagine if animals could band together to avenge their fallen ones? Would we reconsider how we treated them then?

Sometimes pets are treated better than human beings.

Is owning a pet equivalent to keeping a child in captivity?

I’ve read a quote saying something like “if you claim you love dogs but you eat meat, you’re a hypocrite”. Would that mean someone saying they love eating carrots but hate potatoes is a hypocrite? Where do you draw the line?

If animals like dogs and cats were bred to be slaughtered for food (like chickens and cows), would that be any better? What makes eating one animal versus another frowned upon (assuming that neither of them are endangered)?

I enjoy eating meat. I also love dogs a lot and would probably never eat their meat under any circumstance. I love most vegetables except bitter gourd (that isn’t deep-fried), lady fingers, and other slimy vegetables. I don’t mind people who are vegans. However, I don’t like people who feel the need to shove their beliefs down the throats of others (though this isn’t limited to just dietary habits *cough*religion*cough* sorry, I used to be one of those people). Also, eating meat isn’t such a bad thing.

Snow comes and snow goes

Being away from home makes me appreciate home more. You miss the convenience of having your own car and being able to go anywhere you like. You miss the convenience of calling up your friends to meet up for a drink just because you feel like it. You miss not having to wear a jacket every time you want to go out for a smoke. Oh wait, you’d be able to smoke indoors if you were in Malaysia.

I experienced snow for the first time in my life. Mines Wonderland when I was a kid doesn’t count. So, yay! I never thought it’d be so mushy to step on. Maybe it wasn’t cold enough. I smoked my first cigarette in the snow. I put my first cigarette out in the snow. I didn’t open my mouth to catch snow flakes in my mouth though. Didn’t feel like it. Don’t think I’ll be making a snow angel either, I have a feeling it’ll just soak my clothes.

Even though I’m not traveling alone, I do get my own room wherever we stay, which has been pretty good (not that I don’t miss you, Sherman, leave the army and come back dammit). I don’t have to wait to use the toilet. I don’t have to decide which bed I want. There’s no shortage of power sockets. I can throw my shit all over the floor and bed. I can walk around naked ( ?° ?? ?°) I can put on whatever music or shows I want to fall asleep without worrying about having to wake anybody.

I’m gonna be here for another week. I’m looking forward to the Ciana Book Fair. It’s going to be my first time.

My jam for the night:

Airport hues

It’s been awhile since I had to spend an extended period of time at an airport. The last time this happened was when I was in Japan. I had arrived after midnight, and there were no more trains and buses out from the airport. I had no choice but to wait until the first bus of that day.

I remember walking around the airport aimlessly. Almost everything was closed so there was nothing much to see. Nobody else was walking around. People were all strewn across chairs or on the floor, sleeping. Waiting for their next flight or like me, a bus out of the airport. I managed to find an open restaurant and bought a bowl of Udon noodles to fill my empty stomach. After that, I just loaded up Twitch on my iPad and watched some games to pass the time.

Fast forward a few years later and we have me in a similar situation. Waiting for my connecting flight to Heathrow, sitting at a Shake Shack, listening to some tunes by Dance Gavin Dance and typing out this post. Dubai’s airport is a hell lot busier at this hour. It is brightly lit, there are tons of people walking around in search of food, a place to rest, their departure gate, or just walking because it’s better than sitting around.

I was sitting alone until 5 minutes ago when this stranger just took up the seat on the table connected to mine. I didn’t acknowledge him. Not that I needed to. He was a person looking for a place to sit, like me. I don’t think I’ll engage in conversation with him. According to my laptop’s clock, it should be 5am in Malaysia now. I would be asleep at this hour. However, I slept almost the whole flight earlier so I’m not tired.

It was an uneventful flight. I watched This Is Spinal Tap for the first time. I fell asleep about 20 minutes from the end of the movie so I’ll probably finish it later. I had the aisle seat, which I didn’t mind at first until I realized it meant that I would have to give way to the two passengers next to me if they wanted to use the toilet. Good thing it only happened once. I would’ve been annoyed if I had to do it a few times.

The food was pretty good. I had some chicken curry and rice. And carrots and long beans. And a piece of chocolate. Oh, for some reason I received two prawn salads. I didn’t complain. Also ate some bread sticks. Had a lot of water. A glass of gin and tonic.

When I was sleeping, I kept feeling my hands getting wet. I have no idea if I was sweating or it was just in my head. But it was a weird sensation. I did drool a lot. One of the passengers next to me had a strange laugh. She sounded like she was going to die. I just put on my headphones to listen to the Giant Bomb podcast and ignored her. I pulled my beanie over my face and fell asleep.

My flight to the UK departs in about an hour. Great. I’m looking forward to freeze my balls off.

Oh, 70 AED = RM85, I found out today. Priciest fast food I’ve ever paid for in my life. At least it’s cheaper than rap CDs.

MPEG-2 Audio Layer III stories

MPEG-1 and/or MPEG-2 Audio Layer III,[4] more commonly referred to as MP3, is an audio coding format for digital audio which uses a form of lossy data compression. It is a common audio format for consumer audio streaming or storage, as well as a de facto standard of digital audio compression for the transfer and playback of music on most digital audio players and computing devices. [Wikipedia]

One of the best things about the internet is the amount of entertainment available for people to consume at any time. With a quick search and a click of a button, your favorite artists’s latest song can be playing in your ears in seconds. Compressed music is one of my favorite things about the internet. Without the internet, my music library would be a thousand times smaller than what it is right now. There’d be so many bands and singers I would have missed out on because they don’t get any airplay on radio over here.
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I’m on fire and now I think I’m ready to bust a move

When I was young, I used to record myself talking into a tape recorder, pretending to be a radio DJ. Now I have the ability to record my own ‘radio shows’ (podcasts) and broadcast them to the whole world but I don’t do it.

I’m sure what I said was full of cringey shit, talking to an audience that didn’t exist, and not even fading tracks in/out while talking in between them. Then again, those fades always annoyed me.

Now I just sit behind my screen and type out my nonsense onto a screen. I hit publish and the whole world can read what I’m thinking about. All my stupid thoughts and stupid songs. It’s mostly garbage. Sometimes I come up with something that people find interesting to read.

Most of the time I don’t. And I end up with half-assed thoughts like these.

Ever since I started listening to podcasts, I’ve had countless ideas for podcasts of my own. Mainly just me and a friend sitting opposite each other, drink in hand and shooting shit. I don’t think it would be entertaining to anyone besides myself, so I’ve never done it. Also, I think I have a shitty radio voice.

I would probably need to train myself to speak differently if I want to sound better over the air. I know because I hear my voice all the time (when watching playbacks of my Twitch stream (shameless plug – come hang out if you enjoy watching Dota fails), and listening to my WhatsApp voice messages to Milin).

Also, your voice sounds different on recording because you hear yourself in two ways – the first is through vibrating sound waves hitting your ear drum, the way other people hear your voice. The second way is through vibrations inside your skull set off by your vocal chords. Those vibrations travel up through your bony skull and again set the ear drum vibrating. However as they travel through the bone they spread out and lower in pitch, giving you a false sense of bass. Then when you hear a recording of your voice, it sounds distinctly higher. [source]

I have no idea where I’m going with this. I guess that’s why I’m writing this for my Thursday thoughts.

Read Only Memories

“It’s about time you change that phone of yours. Come on, it’s a frickin’ iPhone 3G!”
“But it’s served me well!”
“Half your screen is dead, your home button doesn’t function anymore and you can’t adjust your phone’s volume!”
“I can still text and make calls, that’s what matters!”
“You might as well be using an old Nokia then, come on. I’ll give you my old phone. It’s rooted and I’ve got a custom ROM on it so it’s speedy and battery life is still great.”
“But I’m so used to my iPhone!”
“I’ll install an iOS-like launcher for you, but trust me you’ll never want to go back to an iPhone after moving to Android!”
“How much are you getting paid, shill?”

I laughed in response. “Chill here for a bit, I’ll head to my room to grab the phone.”
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Do you really need to see an ID? this is embarrassing to say

People inquire about my age all the time. And when I tell them, they usually act surprised. No way! You don’t look 30, you look much younger than that!

Anyway, that got me thinking. I don’t do anything on purpose to look younger than what my age really is, so it must be something that I do in life which affects my appearance. So in no particular order and by nobody’s request, I’ve decide to share with you my daily routine.

  • work long hours in a stressful environment
  • smoke cigarettes
  • vape
  • drink alcohol
  • don’t exercise
  • sleep less
  • oversleep (occasionally)
  • spend your nights gaming or watching streams redditing before sleep
  • gaming on your phone before sleep
  • drink coffee from doiffee
  • don’t overeat (unless you’re really hungry and havemt over eaten in a while, then you get a free pass)
  • drink coke light or coke zero
  • drink lots of water
  • listen to a lot of music and podcasts
  • smile a lot
  • think of fucked up things which make you laugh
  • masturbate often
  • sing to myself
  • wear fitting clothes
  • try new hairstyles
  • wear thick framed glasses
  • don’t be afraid to try new things
  • don’t go on long holidays
  • travel for work
  • don’t plan for the future, focus on what I have now
  • own a cute dog
  • get a tattoo or two
  • give up religion
  • cut out things from your life if you don’t care about them
  • wear hoodies, even if the weather doesn’t agree you
  • switch to a mechanical keyboard
  • work even if you’re unwell
  • buy cheap guitars from Lazada
  • I’m not sure which ones you should follow if you’re trying to look younger but to be safe you should do all of them. Happy holidays, kids!

    I am an inconvenient thing

    Welcome to my timely update which always seems to come before or after every Big Bad Wolf Sale! Not much to add besides that I’ve been extremely busy (like how I’ve been throughout the whole year) preparing for the grand finale to 2016. Also, I’ll be headlining with The Sounds of Kites on the 22nd of December at Bullseye Publika for my 103rd gig (shit, I’ve only played like 9 shows this year). More details on that another day. UPDATE: GIG HAS BEEN CANCELLED.
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