Monday, January 14, 2008

Reliving the past. Something from my JC class egroups.

Here's something I wrote 2 years back in the army for my JC class groups, when I was their resident humour columnist. I think its actually quite funny, although I might be mistaken.

To all you blockheaded bloggers. (Oct 2, 2005)

Recently there has been a spate of people who are crying out about a loss of privacy because their blogs got read by their teachers and they experienced a forced shutdown of their blogs.

The question I'm wondering about is, what privacy?
You put your stupid comments about your teachers online, on the beeping INTERNET and you're talking about PRIVACY?

Wake up you morons... has the education system dulled you so much that you've forgotten that the internet is not exactly PRIVATE? Or was that NOT IN SYLLABUS? I'd like to know why I went through the same system and I still know that anything you put up there is public property.

In addition, the content of these blogs are also nothing to crow about. Just when you were expecting an intelligent discussion about the advent of globalisation and the effects of multinational capitalism from our brilliant students, you see stuff like "mi tcher
is a biatch".

Perhaps our students aren't that smart after all. I must be an anomaly. despite my less than perfect grammar sometimes, I still can spell "my teacher is a bitch". If you don't want to appear all of 3 years of age, please use spellcheck. its F7 on winword. Leave your sms speak on your SMSes.

Surprisingly, everyone's jumping on the same stupid bandwagon and suddenly the bloggers should not be taken to task for their entries because they were not password protected, fully accessible to anyone with an internet connection, and without any subtlety as to whom they were offending. Can someone tell me why?

If you want to curse and swear at your teacher behind her back, be a smartass and put a password on that blog entry. If you leave it there without a password, hereby meaning I have no problem with my teacher reading this, why don't you just tell it to her face so that it saves you trouble and your shitty blog?

I can't say I feel sympathy for your blog because it was so stupid its shutdown just cleared the internet of some junk and prevented the onset of myopia in 100,000 kids worldwide who are unlucky enough to chance upon your blog and squint in bewilderment at your horrendous "speeling" and asinine comments.

The one good thing that came out of this is, next time when I google "idiots" and click "I'm feeling lucky", I know 100% that I won't chance upon your blog.

By the way, I assume the teachers who raised the alarm to be females because I simply can't fathom how guys will be petty enough to search their own names in the blog search function to find out about what others think of them. All you feminists out there, please enlighten me before you sue me for violating the women's charter.

I clarify that I have totally no problem with it if you want to bitch about your teacher online. I do it too. Its just the way that you do it that makes me feel like the world needs a few more good people, namely people like me who have that uncommon thing called common sense.

The funniest part of this whole farce is how these people claim that blogs are the only avenue of stress relief for our teens of today and shutting down the blogs is tantamount to the destruction of a healthy outlet of pent up frustration which may lead to disastrous outcomes.

I'd like to ask, what did stressed teens 10 years ago do then when blogs weren't around? Roll over and die? Explode in frustration? You don't need blogs to destress. If there's anything I can't stand other than idiots, its lying idiots, who are sinking deeper in the pits of moral decreptitude as I speak because they are probably lying about how many lying idiots it takes to change a lightblub.

Answer: idiots can't change lightbulbs. lying idiots like to say they can. but they still can't change lightbulbs.

To all you blockheaded bloggers: Heal the world. make it a better place. for you and for me and the entire human race. Stop blogging. (If you blog and take offence with this, you are a B.B.)