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:: Monday, October 30, 2006 ::

Wee, the people of Singapore

'Nuff said about the topic, methinks. If you know not of what I allude to, then, well, all the better for me. The internet is a cruel, vicious place, and only the 1337est survive.

That said, I've never gotten into a flame contest, though I must admit the adrenalin rush, the thrill... Ooh. It's so tempting to fall into a diatribe/rant, especially when it's with competition. (You must never, never give in to the dark side. Before you know it, you'll be cruising the forums, looking for easy marks to give you a high achieved by calling someone out on what you believe is BS.)

Speaking of which, I've yet to publish my commentary on what the cool girls in secondary schools are wearing today. It's compiled from my many MRT rides and observations.

I may never do it. In closing, I'd like to say to the WWW: Stop the hatin', folks. It ain't pretty and it makes you no better. Neither condoning nor condemning; but thinking yourself "non-elite" doesn't give you excuses to behave any less gentlemanly. Calling out on others what you perpetuate yourself makes the thrust of your argument less convincing. In which case, your initial role assumption might be wrong.

(Even though everyone does love a good, dirty fight. And don't be fooled by the disjointedness of my posts. It's all part of the great scheme to get on the Golden Path. Yeeeesss.)

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