Of the Fallen Beauty Queen(and the dogs of society)

I saw the news today. Ris Low have finally fallen. YAY!! WE FINALLY DID IT!!!!!!

Fuck off.

Of late I find myself deeply sympathetic to her plight. Admittedly I was apathetic at first, occasionally making some casual attacks on her linguistic formation(or lack thereoff) over the lunch table purely for the sake of filling the sporadic silences. But really now, if I had my way she'll go on to South Africa and eventually be crowned Miss Universe, just to see the look on people's faces.

But why? Shes speaks horribly, not pretty, crimminal and of course a fucking disgrace to our fair nation. She deserves to get tortured and gang-raped anally and left on the roadside for the wolves to feed on. No?

Well. Do some soul searching before you shoot your fucking mouths off. How many of us in Singapore can safely say that we can speak perfectly good English that can trigger auditory orgasms leh? How many of you girls can safely say that you are secure enough to represent the nation for an international pageant in a two piece bikini? Oh yeah so she stole credit cards, shes a morally questionable crimminal whore. Oh saintly Singapore, how many of you can safely say that you have not broke a single law in your life? Have you not downloaded a song from the internet without owning the original track? OMG we are all fucking thieves. Do you watch porn? Oh fuck we are dirty old men. Have you not have sex in a public place? OOOPS.

So why is she crucified and abused repeatedly and made the joke of the year by our ever so civic minded and gracious society?

The answer is simple. Because I am a nobody. We are nobodies holding dreary 8 to 5 jobs needing some cheap entertainment because we cant afford F1 tickets. We are nobodies who have never felt the inside of a wet vagina needing some slut to bring down in order to release my pent up misogynistic frustrations of not getting laid. We are nobodies who can never be good enough to win a beauty pageant needing to ridicule this bitch because shes living my dream. And of course, we need someone to feed the much feared, awed and godly local netizens to subdue their insatiatble appetite for flaming.

Its so easy to put someone down. So easy to collectively join forces to stone someone to death to feel adequate in our hollow lives. I will think that national crucification will be nothing short of a life changing trauma for a 19 year old girl. It doesnt matter to us even if this thing will change her life for the worst. It doesnt matter to us if she had slogged her ass off in the face of competiton to win a pageant. It doesnt matter to us if she had made sacrifices in her life to pursue her dream of becoming a beauty queen. It all does not matter as long as I myself achieve some transient sense of adequacy in our sad little unimportant lives by bringing someone down to our level and kicking her to death. No second chances, no empathy, as long as Im not on the one receiving the kicks. I DONT CARE BECAUSE I JUST NEED TO PUT HER IN HER FUCKING PLACE JUST LIKE HOW THE SOCIETY PUT ME IN MINE EVERYDAY.

This whole thing will blow over in time, we will get tired of her. Now that she has stepped down we will have no meaning in our lives again. And so we will look for fresh meat to feast upon and new hearts to pierce our self righteous stake through. Netizens will look for new gossips to have an opinion about and new characters to flame to feel wholesome again. Just like how it has always been and will continue to be.

Am I in a society comprised of humans or dogs? Sometimes im inclined to think the latter.

A society filled with fucking dogs that spend their days barking at the moon, knowing that they can never reach it. And you have my deepest sympathy Ris Low, for falling into a pit of hungry dogs and having your bones gnawed. May you rest in peace.