I read the news today oh boy
I’m trying to get into the habit of buying newspapers to read. And it is a difficult habit to form, given that I’m so used to reading news online.
I thought it’d be refreshing, the smell of ink, and the tactile dunnowhat and all that. But I didn’t count on the added bonus of the different news angles, and the newspapers’ different agendas.
Such as still trying to promote the free online (as opposed to the paid online) section of the Straits Times, known as Stomp.
“You’re the reporter!”, yells the five coloured fancy font headline accompanying this Sunday’s citizen journalist scoop, which comprised a series of photos depicting policemen leading a jewelry shop robber out of the jewelry shop where he’d just committed the crime.
Just makes you want to shout — “And we’re the newspaper getting all these pictures for free because we’re empowering you as citizen journalists! No we’re not giving you free subscriptions, but there’s a chance of winning a car! Some time! Soon! When we decide to have another giveaway!”
But you really don’t want to be “the reporter” or “the journalist”, because I hear some of the “real journalists” eat their own kind. They say so themselves:

And she looks like she means it
But what really disturbed me was the sheer number of bad happenings in Malaysia. I know there was some sort of kerfuffle over what MM Lee Kuan Yew said, though I don’t know exactly what it was that irked the Malaysians so, because, hey, I just started reading the newspapers, as I was saying.
But the Straits Times, thank goodness for the Straits Times, else I would’ve packed everything and driven up north in hope of a better life. Now I know better. Malaysia sucks:

Measures have been taken to promote pretty ones

In our country, price caps are a good thing, and never used as a threat
Soaring prices! Ugly divorces! Soaring prices of ugly divorces!
And if you think the issues are not linked to some systemic dysfunction of Malaysia as a whole:

Are we really consuming so much sugar?

OK, Not linked. They drink it black. And we know there’s no sign of the cult’s revival because sales of giant teabags have dwindled
Pity no one reads the Straits Times in Malaysia. Because if they did, they’d know that Singapore and her people are all ready to lend a helping, guiding hand to lead them out of the Dark Ages:
iTunes is playing an illegal copy of A Day in the Life from the album “1967–1970 Disc 1″ by The Beatles of which I have the original CD.
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