Do read the story here: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/8658327.stm.
My first reaction reading the article was that of a typical tabloid-reader. The ludicracy of the title first gained my attention and had a laugh, close to mocking; a laugh that said "surely, that is plain silly and that would NEVER happen to me".
But on second thoughts, the realness of this story struck me; a German man marries his dying cat. Does it reflect a loneliness that our modern trappings are increasingly encouraging or is this plain insanity? But perhaps insanity is a mere condition relative to sanity, and perhaps this guy is the only one brave enough to admit freely that in his loneliness he has found kinship with a non-traditional source.
For this German postman its his cat. For some of us, it may be computer games, it may be pornography, it may be being a workoholic; perhaps in some way, all of us are ludicrously married to something to stave off that hunger for companionship in our lives.
Uncle T
4 May 2010
3 May 2010
monday morning jazz 8:04 am
Its a Monday morning at 8am in a quiet office. The only thing cutting through the silence is the cleaner singing, the whirling of the central air-conditioning, my stomach crunching on breakfast, my mind trying to wake up, and Betty Carter's jazz vocals.
I don't have anything in particular to write about, but decided to write anyway; sometimes the fingers take a life of its own and comes up with something. Or perhaps that each time I decide to write, either on paper on online, it triggers the 'contemplation department' in the brain, which translates into something to write.
It has been a long 2 weeks. And I was glad for the weekend to have come, and how it has past. I am bracing myself for yet another long week, but very much emotionally recharged and restrategised. And in 2 weeks, I can smile. :D
As Ailin mentioned, it was my first birthday back home in Singapore after 3 years. Somehow, it seems closer to a decade that I last celebrated a birthday here. It was a quiet, unassuming one, and somehow I liked it that way. Perhaps I would have wanted even more quiet. I am looking to see if I can get away sometime, back to nature.
I need to head back to the trees and the green of nature, where there is room to contemplate and appreciate. Will you come with me? Let's head back to the wilderness together.
Uncle T
I don't have anything in particular to write about, but decided to write anyway; sometimes the fingers take a life of its own and comes up with something. Or perhaps that each time I decide to write, either on paper on online, it triggers the 'contemplation department' in the brain, which translates into something to write.
It has been a long 2 weeks. And I was glad for the weekend to have come, and how it has past. I am bracing myself for yet another long week, but very much emotionally recharged and restrategised. And in 2 weeks, I can smile. :D
As Ailin mentioned, it was my first birthday back home in Singapore after 3 years. Somehow, it seems closer to a decade that I last celebrated a birthday here. It was a quiet, unassuming one, and somehow I liked it that way. Perhaps I would have wanted even more quiet. I am looking to see if I can get away sometime, back to nature.
I need to head back to the trees and the green of nature, where there is room to contemplate and appreciate. Will you come with me? Let's head back to the wilderness together.
Uncle T