Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Why English became the language of the world?


Why not French, Arabic, or even Chinese. Well, now, China are getting more dominant in the business world, because of their robust economic growth, geographically large country, and has one of the highest labor capacity in the world. But this was achieved only until a few years ago, when its Government started a reform on its policies and open up its doors to the outside world.

As the world passes through time, English slowly became the dominant language of the world thanks to "the economic, political, military, scientific, cultural, and colonial influence of Great Britain and the United Kingdom from the 18th century, via the British Empire,and of the United States since the mid-20th century. It has dispersed to become the leading language of international discourse, and has acquired use as lingua franca in many regions.It is widely learned as a second language and used as an official language of the European Union and many Commonwealth countries, as well as in many world organizations. It is the third most natively spoken language in the world, after Mandarin Chinese and Spanish."

Hegemony---

"However, English language hide its existence as a pernicious 'tool' of discrimination that does nothing but widen social disparities. Why do people yearned to become proficient in English and virtually worshipping it ever since it established its superior status among other foreign languages? English is no longer such a harmless thing. It is breeding a discrimination and inequality because people are being "classed" into English speakers and non-speakers. It seems like native speakers and people who have studied or lived for many years in English speaking countries have an advantage over everyone else in the work force and the international scene. This is total 'Hegemony of the English language'."

"Nowadays some local firms (non english speaking countries) are making it as its official in-house language. There are three problems that would stem out of this proposition."

"First, using english as communication would have a huge impact on the local society. People would see this as a proof of the importance of having English skills, and this in turn will reinforce the structure of domination by this language."

"Second, native speakers of English will gain tremendous advantage over their colleagues in all areas of communication, which is bound to breed a new type of language-based social disparity."

"Third, the firms might prioritize foreigners, and what a greater anomaly is there than to be unable to communicate in your native tongue in your own country?"

The above was quoted and summarised from the interview with Yukio Tsuda for Asahi Shimbun (Japan's local newspaper). He is a professor in the Nagoya University. He is an opponent of the "hegemony of English" as well as a proponent of linguistic pluralism and the concept of "Ecology of Language". He believes that domination of English is tantamount to linguicide and that addressing the problem of linguistic hegemony is crucial to the development of "human and cultural security".

I guess he has his points there, and they all are well worth pondering.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Direct Hit

Lately, I've been juggling things between life and work,and I've completely neglected this space. Well, as usual, Sunday is always the best day to catch up with things and to finish up the draft of this post that I've started last Wednesday.

I was flicking through my cable on saturday night, when I stumbled into this movie called 'The Squid and the Whale'. How could I missed this movie? Not knowing of its existence even though it has been released for 5 years ago.


Who the hell is Noah Baumbach? Brilliant piece of script. I think this movie would be the closest thing ever made on the painful reality of having a divorce. The hardship felt by the children and parents seems absolutely real and the script was really a direct hit. Except for some twists in it which may not be a common happening in real life, it's a freaking good movie. I'm not sure what makes my cable to show this award winner of 2005 Sundance Film Festival. Usually, it's always been those out-tossed box office movies. I guess it's because of Jesse Eisenberg, who is currently having a premier movie which is been shown around the world, was in it. Yeah, the guy who portrayed the Facebook creator, Mark Zuckerberg, in 'The Social Network'. People here are going nuts over the release of 'The Social Network', which I think is far from reality and freakingly overrated.

I am now in the midst of ordering a used DVD of this movie from Amazon to add it to my collection. In the meantime, I'm gonna dig more of Noah's work.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

The Kaleidoscope Effect.


What a perfect saturday it has been. A weekend out with family and friends. So many roads to explore, so many things to talk about, so many information to process. Food glorious food. I'm having too many things to digest.

I'm not worrying about what goes beyond the line that borders this feeling. The anger, the suffering, the reckoning and the mocking from this world are far beyond reach.

I hope it stays this way at least for a day in a week. I hope we all could feel the happy bit part of our lives.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Check Your Head

'Excuse me, I think I almost lost it.'

SNAFU lately. Last few days was hectic. I was juggling between work and life ("I know you have one too"). It has been one of those days where you wish that Friday was only an hour away. Situation where, after you have finished up your responsibility at work, only to find another one when you reach home. I know our responsibility in life stays there forever and we could only seek 2 days a week of comfort away from work. Weekend is such a bless.


I've been going through some music videos in Youtube recently, and it has been a bit of walking down my memory lane. Music is a powerful thing. When you listened to an old tune, your mind brings you straight where you were in the past. I could still feel the steering wheel of my mom's old car, a no 'power-steering' Datsun, heading up to my college in Subang along the Federal Highway route while listening to Duncan Sheik's "Barely Breathing" on radio. That song recalls me right at that spot, whenever I listen to it. I could also remember listening to Beastie Boys "Body Movin", while heading up for a night out at a club in Eastin Hotel (gosh, can't remember the name) years and years ago.

Music and memory recall. A search from the net showed that many studies have found that music aids the storage and recall of information in the human memory. "The rhythm and melody of a familiar song provide a structure for 4 learning new information, a distinctive memory record, and effective retrieval cues".

Well, whatever it is, I think it is worth taking a walk down in Youtube sometimes.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Aperture-Priority

The sun was shining through the sheets today. What a beautiful day. Furthermore, it was my off day. Voila.

I thought it might be a good day to take the camera out. Everybody wants to be an amateur photographer these days. I used to be too crazy about it the last time. I was a fan of 35mm and vintage cameras. Bought things through the internet, mostly off Ebay. I got one Soviet-made camera, which was shipped off from Poland for a mere USD5 dollars. It was during the height of my University days. Lomo LC-A was crazy as hell those days, but I just could not afford it. Even until today, I think the price is not worth to be paid for that camera. These cameras can do wonders with their so-called Cold War era lens, but the task to find a good film developers (not sure this is the right word) is quite tough. As for going digital, I got my first digital SLR, through a second hand shop. A beaten down second hand digital SLR camera that stayed with me till today.

Today, I took my quality time as a shutterbug. I don't really know when I would have this chance again. The perfect weather, the ample time, and the great ambience.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Heir apparent.

So the Europeans won the Ryder Cup. I didn't know much about golf. People say its an old man's game. Youth won't dwell with it not until they reach their 30s (the average age when people starts to play golf). But now young people are getting wealthier because of the dot com boom and the economic prosperity. More young people are entering the game at a younger age.


Well, myself not included in the group. But, I am thinking a lot about getting into the sport. Actually, it is not only a sport, it can be one of the means to do some networking that might be of a beneficiary to me. Last weekend, I met an amateur golfer and he tried to convince me to 'take arms' buying a used set off the Yahoo auction site. The thing is, what I am afraid of, that if I start to do something, I would do it all the way to the end. I'm not sure whether I would be able to have the time to spend nor the financial means to support it. But I will dig these two up just to satisfy myself, leaving other usual things unfocused. That's me. Hobby is a dangerous thing.

But for sure I would love to get my hands on one of those fixed gear bikes. But I don't want to be associated as a hipster.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Tequila Sunrise.

Well, what do you know.

I cooked rice since, god knows when, and left it in the cooker. Completely forgot about it until i found it evolved to a freaking yeast colony. The fermented smell was so strong it could pass as a home brewed tequila. Salud!

Maybe I've becoming a bit senile. Kept on forgetting things nowadays. Heck, I even forgot my office key card today, and constantly annoyed the whole office every time I came back from a smoking break (the door buzzer wakes everyone up).


I always forgot where I put my glasses within a mere five minutes after I took it off. I can't memorize a new phone number from the dial page in just one glance. I can't remember new people's face within a week of not seeing them again.

My mind used to be very sharp, now I feel a bit lag. Sad but true.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Psycho Realm - Psycho City Blocks


A'ahh. It's the Halloween month. I saw pumpkins with the smiley crooked teeth every where in this city. Never thought that they are so serious about it. I guess when the day comes, it could be one of the excuses that they can make to throw down a party. Lately, the people here, as I passing through their lives everyday, they seem to be lifeless. Maybe I should give George Romero a call.

Well, treat or trick this month. Halloween reminds me of Michael Myers. Yeah, that crazy slasher from John Carpenter's 'Halloween'. He was such a bad ass that I always thought the film is based on a true story. The character was created so perfectly and if you read about him in Wikipedia, he is being described as though he really existed in real life. What the hell?

"A study was conducted by California State University's Media Psychology Lab (not Psycho Realm), on the psychological appeal of movie monsters—Vampires, Freddy Krueger, Frankenstein's monster, Jason Voorhees, Godzilla, Chucky, Hannibal Lecter, King Kong, and The Alien—which surveyed 1,166 people nationwide (United States), with ages ranging from 16 to 91. It was published in the Journal of Media Psychology. In the survey, Michael was considered to be the "embodiment of pure evil"; when compared to the other characters, Michael Myers was rated the highest. Michael was characterized lending to the understanding of insanity, being ranked second to Hannibal Lecter in this category; he also placed first as the character who shows audiences the "dark side of human nature". He was rated second in the category "monster enjoys killing" by the participants, and believed to have "superhuman strength". Michael was rated highest among the characters in the "monster is an outcast" category." - Excerpt from Wikipedia.

So how about him vs Jason Voorhees this time?...

Loner moaner

I always questioned myself whether I was a born loner. Or could it be as my brain grows as a kid, I developed this psychologically.

I could not call it phobia, because I don't suffer from major kickbacks. I don't really go short circuit like Johnny 5. I don't even have funny reactions.

I sweat.

I sweat profusely when I am surrounded by a lot of people, strangers to be exact. You may want to bend the theory that maybe it was the heat that surround us. The lack of air that adds to the burning.

It is not something that I am aware and have control at. I could be sweating even if I am dropped off at Antartica, right in the middle of a big crowd of strangers. Although the good thing about it is there is a cut off moment. The sweat will stop as soon as I get comfortable to the environment.

Please do not send me to the labs. The people in white are not as friendly as you think they are.

Reality Bites


"Hello my friend. We meet again. It's been a while. Where should we begin? Feels like forever. We've seen our share of ups and down. How quickly life can turn around in an instant. It feels so good to reunite. Within ourselves and within our mind. Let's find peace there."

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Everything is in its right place.



"Whenever a dog wins a competition, she will be given a blue ribbon. This is how we got our band's name, "Blue Ribbon Dog". The name is a sort of a metaphor of being number 1 or being the best."

That was 14 years ago. The above quote is what was always being said by our, then frontman, whenever he was asked as to how we got such name. The truth is, when I was in it, I always thought that he made that one up himself, and I never bothered to check the facts of it until a few hours ago, when I came across a picture of a dog with a blue ribbon. That image immediately beamed me up to my final high school year. Reminiscin'.

"Blue Ribbon Dog" was my first ever commitment in doing something with such tremendous effort and hope. All the time and financial sacrifices that I've made in making the band in its right place and the bond that we had between the four of us are worth to be etched down on my memory lane.

We manage to keep it going for 3 years and in the end, the call that we got wasn't what we really hope for. However, apart from all the mess at the end of it, I've learned one great thing out of it. Being 'ambitious'.

A tribute to BRD.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Duty is a poor man's responsibility.


Pete: What the hell is the difference between responsibility and duty?

Michael: You taking drugs again?

Pete: No. This guy in A.A last night, he says "Duty is a poor man's responsibility".

Michael: What's he do, this guy?

Pete: Do? I don't f**kin' know. I think he's a lawyer or something.

Michael: Lawyer?... All right, what he mean is this... Duty is what poor slobs like you do to help rich a**holes like him fulfill his responsibilities.

Pete: (slight pause and thinking) So he's calling me a slob?

Michael: Yeah. Why don't you kick the shit out of him next time?

Pete: Motherf**ker.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Professional Widow

Anybody who are devoted enough to music would know that this is the title of the song by Tori Amos. But who is Tori Amos? I only know Armand Van Helden.



By the way, 2 nights ago, I told myself (no promises yet) maybe I could quite smoking after my last cigarettes pack. Today, when I was down to my last stick. I went and buy another pack. So I'm gonna tell myself again today, that "..this would be my last last pack."

I've been through this many many times, to no avail. The longest I ever went without a smoke was only 2 weeks. Why it is just too hard?

Foremost, here's the top ten ingredients list in a cigarette (I'm not sure how true is this. I thought majority of tobacco content mostly comes from tobacco leaves, and to me that's fucking natural).

Ammonia -- used to increase the absorption rate of nicotine. It's also used to clean your toilet, helps to treat wastewater (poop and pee) and is a key ingredient in liquid fertilizer.

Arsenic -- used as a pesticide on tobacco plants, it remains in the resulting cigarette. If you have a rat problem in your home, you can use arsenic to kill them.

Cadmium -- a metallic compound that tobacco collects from acidic soil. Is the battery in your cell phone low? Use cadmium to recharge it!

Formaldehyde -- a byproduct of cigarette smoke, this colorless gas is commonly used to preserve dead bodies for burial.

Acetone -- another byproduct from burning a cigarette. It's also found in nail polish remover and, like ammonia, is used to clean toilets.

Butane -- this byproduct is also used to help you light your cigarette, in the form of lighter fluid.

Propylene Glycol -- added to cigarettes to keep tobacco from drying out. What it really does is speed up the delivery of nicotine to the brain.

Turpentine -- used to flavor menthol cigarettes. This oil also can be used to thin paint and strip varnish from wood.

Benzene -- another byproduct from burning a cigarette. You can find benzene in pesticides and gasoline.

Lead and Nickel -- Yes, these are metals. Need we say more?

Secondly, back to the question, the thing that made it too hard, apart from Nicotine (which is a very powerful addictive substance) is that "the act of smoking also become an emotional experience. You know that if you are feeling put out, angry or frustrated a cigarette will help you calm down. You come to rely on the cigarette helping you rather than working through these feelings yourself. Once you stop smoking you discover you have to find other ways to deal with life’s little irritations and this can be very hard for many smokers." Now, this part seems like you are having a girlfriend. You know how hard it is to back away from them?...

Anyway, mind the reasons, and I'm going to go through my last pack, as slowly as possible.

(Source:http://health.howstuffworks.com)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Oktober Fest

As I read that he could sip the coffee in 2 seconds I still remember how I did not finish a cup of beer in 2.5 seconds last night.

I walked over without a clue. People are on the stage. People I know. I asked myself, "Why are they up there?" On the stage, there was this table filled with bottles of Carlsberg Gold and one person is pouring the bottle into a cup. The disposable party cup.

I was yapped over.

I was doing this Homer walk totally avoiding the people cheering and clapping all around. I slowly climbed up the stage and greet the others. There were so much lights, so much, I could feel myself melting and losing the sight of the audience in front of me.

At one point, I see no one, but the beers on the table.

This man approached me and tell me that I will have to finish the cup in 2.5 seconds and I would get RM50.

It was such a delighted moment. It is not because I will be having a chance to gain RM50. It is because up there I will have the chance to get one free cup of beer. They had really got the wrong person up on stage. All four of us, definitely did not give a flying fuck about the RM50.

All four of us are thinking, "Yes free beers!"

We nonchalantly walked down the stage. Hugging each other, a sign of accomplishment. We took photo of ourselves bearing the free tee shirt that came along with it.

Indeed. We forking did it like what it was printed on the tee. We fucking did.

Heart Spark


The news of the passing of a friend came as a surprise for me early in the morning. The fact that I only knew about it now which has passed 6 months from the actual time of his death, was really depressing.


I recalled back the time when I was in vain trying to get in touch with him by email and phone. All went unanswered. The reason I knew today was enough to spiral me into a moment of sadness for a while. Even though I didn't know him that well but we had our time working together towards a big goal previously, and we managed to achieve it in the end. The result was so rewarding on my side, that I felt I haven't done anything much to thank him for his contribution.

My condolences go to his family and friends.

May you rest in peace (RIP).

“For death begins with life's first breath And life begins at touch of death”.

and he jumped up and down like a monkey...

On the bleeding edge of reason, sanity, morality, hope, fear, lust, love, hatred, angst and all those other pretty abstractions.



This is where I used to live.



Running on tracks in pouring rain, well past midnight.



Dropping from a twenty-foot cliff into frigid water.



Getting lost in the vibrations of the redemption's song.



Blood, dirt, sweat, miles...broken hearts and bleeding minds.





I want it all...