I think I am spending too much of my time cussing on the road. Each time I take over a steering wheel, I can’t help but to cuss this and that. I cuss at people, cars, cats, dogs – just, anything that moves and affects my driving pleasure. Sometimes, I even cuss at myself for making a boner or two, that’s how crazy I am.

I cuss indiscriminately and my cuss knows no boundary. I can cuss in multiple languages and have pretty decent knowledge on various international sign language too (although I seldom use them). Sometimes, I get some company from my passengers to cuss together and get to learn new profanities. But there are also times I get complaints from them who got uncomfortable with my way of hurling cusses at innocent motorists – and of course they will always get the standard ‘go fuck yourself’ reply from me.

So, is this really a good or a bad thing?

My mom always tell me it is not nice to cuss while driving, because the opposite side of the asshole will not be able to hear me (and I will only be hearing it myself).

But that’s not really that important to me. I don’t really give a shit if the person on the opposite side hears it or not. What’s more important, is that we get to ‘release’.

You see, we humans react to threats, naturally known as ‘reflex’. And these reflexes were developed throughout our course of evolving from a single celled organism to what we are today. For example, the pain receptor. The pain will make you pull up your hands, preventing it from further damaging your tissues. The ‘angst reflex’ is exactly the same thing… although it is more of a psychological one. When you’re angry, you yell out at the top of your lungs to release your stress. When you’ve been de-stressed, your head cools down faster and that’d naturally avert any unnecessary brawl which could land your ass into trouble and stuff.

So, to see it in another aspect, cussing inside your car is part of an important evolution. A simple act that has evolved to protect mankind from getting too aggressive by releasing tension orally. So, it’s guess it’s a good thing.

For an optimistic person (like me), cussing can also be looked as a way to understand other cultural differences too. When 2 person of different ethnic origin cusses in the same car, they get to know more about the beauty of other languages and bridge the cultural gap in between.

For example:

Summer 2000 – I was driving on 183 highway east of Austin, together with an American Vietnamese friend – whom I shall call ‘Suy’ here. The following conversation took place when we were almost hit by a large pickup truck which came out of nowhere.

[Me & Suy exclaimed simultaneously]
Suy : “Fucking asshole ! ”

Me : “Tiu nia seng ! ” (cantonese)

[Suy paused for a moment]

Suy : “Hey… what was that you were saying ?”

Me : “Oh… that’s ‘tiu nia seng’. A cantonese cuss. It means ‘fuck you something’… Not quite sure about it’s exact meaning but it’s very popular… ”

Suy : “Heheh… tiu nia seng… cool. Wait till I try this out at the office… I bet those guys won’t have a clue I’m giving them a compliment… hahah. Anymore that I should know?”

And I taught him a bit of each in different Chinese dialects and some insults in Tamil. Suy had learned something so priceless in his life that would have not been possible – if we didn’t meet that asshole in the large pickup truck by surprise and cuss the hell out of him.

So, as you can see, depending on how you look at it, cussing can be a good thing. In fact, it’s detrimental to keep much of your anger within yourself. Everything has its limit. You won’t be able to keep everything within yourself for eternity. It’s going to be much worse when you snap one day, and to unleash your accumulated anger on say, your pet dog, cat or even your own girlfriend… and hurt them. So, why keep them all inside? Let it all out. They don’t need to hear you, but you need to let them out.

BigSnake and I followed Blackie to buy some milk powder for his 1 year old son after we had our lunch today. He left us in his car and then came back with a few cans of milk powder. Curious, I asked him – “Dude… how much is all that?”. Around 200 bucks he said. I was like “Whattttt ???”
“How long would the supply last?”
“Well, it depends… usually, 4 – 5 weeks.”
“That little bastard actually can take that much milk??? That’s more expensive than petrol man!”

He wasn’t quite happy with my reaction. Even BigSnake was dumbfounded too. He told us, it was expensive because it’s an Enfagrow… which contains some A+ vitamins 3-in-1 with conditioner no preservative 24 hours protection fluoride AHA whatever… but I’m still shocked with the rather expensive price.

I asked him “What happened to your wife?”

“Eh… you think my wife cow aa? constant supply aa?”

Apparently, I was hinting him about breastfeeding. He told me his wife indeed breastfed the little tyke but somehow, she just couldn’t continue anymore. Afraid of getting out of shape – he said. wtf??? So, all these money was spent because the wife’s afraid of her breast running out of shape??? There’s plenty of free milk in 2 attractive containers… but he chose to buy expensive milk powder for his son??? Strange but true.

I wonder, what was the situation like before milk powder was invented. Since when do we have to be so dependent on cows for producing milk for our children? To promote a close relation between human and cow? I mean, let’s talk about natural things… have you ever seen a hyena feeding on a pig’s milk? Or monkey feeding on a crocodile’s milk? This is exactly what I’m talking about. Human feeding on cow’s milk. It’s unnatural. It’s beginning to make sense now… on why are there so many dimwits & insane people in this world. It’s probably due to feeding too much on cow’s milk.

My stand is, unless you’re running out of choice, you should always consider feeding your kids your wife’s milk. Or your mom’s milk. Or your milk.

I am feeling very lucky for I don’t have to go through the complex process of getting married. Emily & I skipped the reception for a few reasons. I think a real good wedding should be a happy affair, simple and at the same time, memorable for the couple. But sadly, I don’t see that happening for most weddings nowadays.

People nowadays are having reception for their weddings for the sake of having it, be it as a tradition, or a requirement from their parents – rather than a true celebration of love… and these are often accompanied by heaps of exhausting chores of organizing the gaiety event, and the need for a huge expenditure. And all these, I think, causes more frustration than happiness… and I don’t think why we should do all that just to satisfy the people around us.

Getting married is a very private affair. And I think it is utterly unnecessary to get yourself into so much trouble just to appease someone else who has nothing to do with our marriage. That’s why, Emily and I decided to use the money to go for a honeymoon instead. And that is way happier for us, simpler and more memorable, than organizing a troublesome wedding ceremony. Nobody really gives a damn if you are tying a knot… and I am actually helping everyone to save an ang-pow or a wedding gift by not organizing a wedding reception. A win-win happy-happy situation.

My own take on meaning of life:
Why do we study? – so that we can get a steady job/career. Now that we have the job, of course we hope that it’s not some nutty job with puny wage. The understanding applies to all kinds of profession out there, from neurosurgeons to fishmongers.

The money, must be a lot. Now, ask again, why do we need so much money? So that we can use it to feed ourselves good, pay our bills and the ultimate goal – to be wealthy. Now, why is it so cool to be wealthy? Well, with money, we can do a lot of things… like getting ourselves a nice car or an opulent house… or condo …. or chick magnets… whatever. We’d be frigging happy to have a lot of money.

Hah… now that the word comes into view – happy. That means, all the studying, career / profession selection, struggles, etc …. are all for the very same thing – money (well..almost). One thing that ultimately satisfies all our lust & greed, for happiness. Ergo, happiness is actually the fish head (ref: Ishikawa… not Itchy Bawah) of all our needs. The rest are just branches, bones and twigs.

Now, if we can directly jump to the fish head… why do we need to go through so much troubles and waste so much of our time doing so many things for a very simple goal? My point is, why take a long route to find happiness, when they can be found everywhere. If you like that PS2 & you can afford it… go get it! If you like clubbing and you don’t have problem paying for everything that goes with it… go ahead! If you like to slam dunk chocolates into your throat when you’re watching a movie, to hell with dieting… go chow a bar! You will never know what is going to happen tomorrow. I am sure there a lot of people in this world already have this realization and most of them are actually suffering from some incurable disease, and about to die.

Enjoy your life while it lasts, every moment of it.

I realized this when I visited my grandma in Hospice… the environment there makes me think.