How to understand Singaporeans =.=
You cannot hope to bring understanding through explanations. That's what I think, because I believe that my definition of understanding is quite different from what others define it as.
I feel that to understand someone, you have to completely empathize with him. You cannot have any different viewpoints, because to understand, you have to assume his concerns, and if his concerns have led him to adopt a certain paradigm, you as the 'understander' have to be able to adopt these paradigms from the person you're trying to understand.
And if you're able to do that and still retain your own views, if you're able to have 2 conflicting views in your head and be a walking paradox, you've succeeded in understanding, you've succeeded in life.
I feel that the word 'understand' is more of an emotionally charged word than a rational one. Like, 'You don't understand me! -sobs-' is definitely emotionally charged. It is weird to think otherwise (or at least for me).
That's why I don't think anyone can truly understand another person. We all have different things we hold true, and thus different concerns, different attitudes.
We always try to achieve understanding though. This is evident from all the stories we share with each other. We want the recipient of our stories to know more about us, and we want the the recipients of such stories to have a more educated/first-hand view of us, which would hopefully be very positive thus allowing us to mate. The stories we tend to share with each other is thus carefully selected so that such that the effect of making us look good is achieved, and thus a skewed understanding for others to have regarding our characters.
If I were to say that I'm not guilty of this, I'd also be guilty of this. That's why I'd rather dispense with all these stories. It's boring to the core, it doesn't help, and you can find out more about me if you want to, because I know you want to due to my charisma.
Sharing too much about yourself constitutes 'narcissism', something I'm guilty of but too shy to admit.
When every story your friend tells you is accepted as the truth, you've 'understood' your friend in that sense. You trust your friend enough to accept every propaganda he/she throws at you, your perception is thus skewed towards a perfect friend you have.
But trust is when you give up on trying to understand others (from Liar Game).
And I can only accept people in their entirety. I need to know every side of them.
I don't know how to end this conclusively. But I know that this:
is why Singaporeans can be such insensitive dicks. I fired a comment back, and that states my stand. If you guys know me you guys would know what my moniker is. But the fact that this thread of comments can be so vehemently vicious is a clear indication of how morally degraded Singaporeans are.
This is something I cannot understand, cannot relate to. I'm glad there are like-minded people around (like-minded to me) though. Something I can take heart in.
And I can't bring myself to 'like' the Facebook page of deaths =.= I can't see how to 'like' the passing of a person. We all bleed the same. I don't want people to 'like' my death, thanks. I'd want free beer for everyone who visits my wake, a lot of discotheque music, Happy Birthday songs played, and more free beer. And perhaps a striptease by hot call-girls for my soul and for the people who know me (and as for the people who don't know, they would come anyway).
But I won't 'like' my death =.= I can 'like' the wake though. I can't bring myself to 'like' my funeral. But on second thoughts...
..wouldn't it be great to be cremated via fireworks? I imagine the separation of my ashes and the firework-embers to be a great headache though =\
-- 10/03/2010 02:36:00 AM