I have come to the conclusion that men are a far more superior being compared to women. It’s a proven fact, both scientifically and theologically. There is absolutely no denying that. Since the beginning of time this fact has been proven. The cavemen knew this, the Jahiliah knew this, the Dark Ages knew this. However, somehow, we the modern day men managed to forget about this.
The cavemen treated their women like possessions; familiar with comic strip of a caveman dragging his woman around by the hair? That is brilliant. Straight to the point, put women to their rightful place. Shame we fail to continue that. The Jahiliah, well, they simply tried to get rid of women by killing baby girls, or keep women to the absolute minimum, for entertainment purposes and also to bear their child only. However Islam came and rightfully put an end to it. The dark ages were the same and the emergence of the ridiculous chivalry concept changed everything. The only good thing about the chivalry was that it stopped the killing, that’s it. Women do not deserve any form of chivalry at all beyond that and should…
Sigh. I love writing. The problem is I’m too lazy I can’t seem to find anything worthy to write about. So I came out with stuff like above. It is entertaining to me. I've written loads like that, maybe one day I'll compile them all and publish it in this blog. It will be under ‘I couldn’t care less’ tag, the stuff where I write whatever I have in mind without sugar coating it or without thinking about the repercussion that could come from it. That would be fun, wouldn’t it? And I will put a disclaimer, “I may or may not mean what I write here”, just so no one could use it against me.
Anyway, like I said I love writing. If only I had more drive in me I’d probably be writing seriously right now. If a guy who tweets about his 70 year old dad ramblings can have a New York Times best seller and a sitcom under his belt, I like to think I’m in with a good chance as well.
But I’m still here in this blog, writing about nothing with hardly any readers at all. Don’t worry, I’m fine with it. The reason I started this blog was so I can channel out whatever I feel inside. I’m a very private guy, I don’t really let my feelings out even to the people dearest to me. This blog is my ‘wall punching’, my ‘covering face with pillow and yell your heart out’ thing. It has served me pretty well so far.
I do feel proud of this blog. Looking back and reading back from the very first entry on here, I think I’ve done a good job 'recording' my life journey so far. There are entries that I’m really proud of, that put a smile on my face reminiscing. There are entries that bring tears to my eyes and there are also entries that make me cringe. Can’t believe it has only been three and a half years since I started it. The things I wrote in here are like a very distant memory, things that happened to me a long, long time ago. To that, I’m thankful.
I can’t say I have changed much, but I have changed. Things around me have changed. People around me have changed. The way I see things definitely changed. The most important thing that I have realized is people are idiots. Right left centre you have idiots coming at you from every direction. People who play the victim cards are the biggest idiot, and the most dangerous. The most selfish people are the people who appeared as the most unselfish at first. In short, people are hypocrites, even the nicest of people. And I think in my own way, I’ve learned how to deal with them a lot better.
I’m still not where I’m supposed to and want myself to be. However now I see that as a good thing because I feel only corpses should be where they are supposed to be. Very few things should be where they are supposed to be.
I will keep using this blog to pour out what I feel inside. The entries will be a lot less frequent and far in between but I don't think I will ever abandon it. This blog is something that is precious to me and I hold it very dearly.
Here's to another three and a half years of The Good Boy...
