It can be frustrating having to deal with folks on Twitter (mostly UMB fuckers and their scumbag associates) who make up their minds simply from what the headlines have to say. When Walski asks them if they’ve read the full article, the answer is usually ‘No’. And usually they add that they won’t bother, because it’s published by Malaysiakini. Or sometimes The Malaysian Insider.
All “Opposition” websites, they say. No point reading the story or report because they already “know” what is written. Yes, in addition to being obstinate and sometimes dense, they apparently are also psychic.
Incidentally, whenever the word “psychic” is mentioned, the image that appears in Walski’s mind is usually the title of the classic 1984 Butthole Surfers album, called “Psychic, Powerless, Another Man’s Sac” (album cover on the right). For Walski, this must be one of their most memorable efforts.
But that’s totally beside the point.
The point is, by some sheer coincidence of cosmic proportions, the album title very aptly describes the character of these headline-only judgmental fucks whom Walski has to constantly tolerate:
- they appear to be psychic (because they don’t need to read articles to know what’s in them),
- they’re mostly powerless (although outwardly they display symptoms usually associated with delusions of grandeur), and
- they are champion ball-carriers
Funny how life can sometimes be explained through music. Even the off-the-wall kind of music Walski likes.
More importantly, however, is that these people are extremely irritating. Their idea of engaging you on Twitter can be summed up by “if you’re not with me, you’re stupid, and therefore you must be insulted in the worst language imaginable”. Okay, perhaps a little exaggeration on Walski’s part. For most of them, you can probably stop at ‘stupid’. A couple of them though…
Worse, they have this genetic predisposition of constantly having the urge to make police reports. People whose favorite exercise, it would seem, is jumping to conclusions.
And in a nutshell, that’s really how RPK got into the hot soup he finds himself in today – necessitating a self-imposed exile from his homeland – retard know-it-alls who don’t fucking read things.
Except headlines. Most likely because these are usually in larger print, and therefore easier for their Neanderthal brains to digest...
Update (@ 0054 hrs April 14, 2011)
The following is the video of the TV3 segment aired last night (via YouTube):
After you’ve watched the video, head on over to Malaysia-Today, where RPK has compiled a collection of articles that essentially demonstrate to you how the interview has been spun out of orbit by Malaysia Instinct, Bernama, The Malay Mail, and The Star (all 4 links will bring up the respective spin articles in a new browser window).
