May 22, 2009
It was more of a valentine’s week.
Love seemed to be in the air, and people were literally dancing around half naked. It was a cross-blend between a Big Match and a mass orgy.
While coming back from work, I see a bunch of sexually-frustrated males waving Sri Lankan flags and shouting inappropriate things to women walking along the street. I see traffic policemen ignore some of the drunk patriot drivers simply because there’s too much of them on the streets. I see gangsters giving pep-talks and creating heroes out of zeros. I see completely rational people listening to them, and wanting to believe that now everything will be alright.
A valentine’s week. It’s was exactly that. A Celebration of Love. But not Love.
A Celebration of Peace. But not Peace.
May 6, 2008
April 28, 2008
It was all a show. One big happy media campaign for the Eastern Election that went terribly wrong. The deaths of all those brave soldiers, the fool-hardy offensive which didn’t include air or naval assistance and the patriotic announcements of an up-coming forward offensive…… I mean really? Who in their right minds (other than a politically fucked up bunch of patriotic assholes trying to win some cheap votes) would call up and publisize plans of a major attack before even thinking of an attack?
It must all seem lilke a bad dream to Keheliya mama who thinks we’re idiotic enough to believe that the LTTE “started it”.
Well I guess most of us will continue to be idiots in the future. So no matter.