To continue, mom, I have a tiny request. Please...please..do not enter my dream state naked. Okay! I mean, I already warned you about how the 'Freudians' would gloam onto this type of thing, creating much embarrassment for me. If you feel the urge to prance about naked in someone's dreams, do me and the rest of the world a huge favour, visit our poor abused soldier of misfortune, Saddam Hussein, but bring a couple of your favourite dogs with you.
Why? Well, he will consider them unclean and be mightily terrified, while at the same time over stimulated. How a dog could be considered unclean, vis-a-vis a character like him, beggars the imagination, mind.
Speaking of the imagination and its brazen application, have you folks in heaven been listening to the imaginative "white noise"characterising the Japanese and the Mainland Chinese dialogue lately? It's all the rage here in Singapore and across the planet. Seems the Chinese are very upset about the Japanese Prime Minister continuing to visit Japan's war shrine--though to be honest why a guy wants to go and speak to dead soldiers is beyond me, but hey, if a guy wants to exercise his free will, in a free country, then who am I to point the finger of admonishment.
They are also upset that the Japanese have not apologised profusely enough for their war crimes --and they are legion, trust me, but that's for another missive . The Japanese, on the other hand, contend that the Chinese have equally significant stains on their historical tapestry. You folks must have heard about the Chinese leadership running tanks over their students back in the early 80's, right? Now, whether that and the worst aspects of the genocides associated with Moa's great leaps forward compare with the savagery of the Japanese soldiers during the occupation of Singapore, for example, is a moot point. I mean, cutting people up into parts and hanging them in butcher shop windows, as an example mom, to the rest of the people not to disobey the conquerer--not to mention their legendary POW abuses, certainly drives home that old bromide you used to teach me when I complained about my treatment at the hands of my brothers and sisters: 'Young man, people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones!'
And on that note mom, I'm going to exit...when I return, I want to tell you about the fascinating world that is developing as technology and education come face-to-face, or make that blend. Just maybe and thanks to the affordances provided by this convergence, we are now on the cusp of being able to move the children of the planet, who are our future, collectively towards a realisation of the rights and responsibilities that attend all members attempting to live in harmony in a global village.
Oh..just a reminder, don't forget to let the dogs out...