Friday, August 13, 2010
I am always the advocater for safety. For a girl that had been robbed in the broad daylight and nearly kidnapped by an old crazy man, it is an issue that is very near to my heart.
I totally dislike dark roads or really desolate roads. I hate it when the two are combined. Had a few breakdowns when I had to go thru these kind of roads alone....well, twice in fact. Both on the same night and at 2 different locations.
Well, I even have a security system when faced going thru these kind of roads or at new places.
- When leaving home, 1 sms.
- Arrived at the new location, 1 sms.
- Leaving the new location, 1 sms.
- And arrived safely home, barricaded and secured, another 1 sms.
So, overall 4 sms. Emphasized on the barricaded and secured part.
Among my most scary scenario, being raped, killed and dumped somewhere. No one knows where and no one knows when. Sort of like when one of the US homeless man being killed, no one cares and no one knows. Only get a decent burial when Booth and Bones managed to get my maggoty remains. And I hate maggots..
Some guys said that I had too much imagination. Ever read the newspapers? Or (Na'uzubillah) knew someone that had been raped? Apparently these guys do not. Ladies everywhere did and have.
Some guys told me that God protect everyone that they love. But they forgot that God also give akal to the mankind to think. To leave everything to God is simply not using the akal that was given. But then Men thinks that Women do not have akal, only Men have those since they are the selected ones. If Women have good intuition or good ideas, who cares....these are only Women. Cattles are higher than Women.
Now, I have been called to forgo all these things. To abandoned the security measures that I had since forever and to neglect the voice of reason that I always have. Who cares that the crime rates are on the rise, or it is not safe anymore for a woman (young or old) to walk the streets of Malaysia. Who cares that a lot of streets in Malaysia are not lit up or I am always being hounded by crazy guys all my life. Who cares that a lot of cases in the newspaper of guys breaking into houses, raped the ladies and flee with the belongings. Who cares that safety is the utmost in a lady's mind in selecting shops to frequent, but apparently negligible to a man.
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The race of man shall perish, but the eyes
Of trilobytes eternal in stone,
And seem to stare about in mild surprise
At changes greater than they have yet known.
- T.A. Conrad
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
- William Blake,
excerp from Auguries of Innocence.