I heard a happy ending
It sorta sounds like you leaving
I heard the pile driver waltz
It woke me up this morning.
You liked to talk about people
it irked like a knitting needle
You said it was a harmless pleasure
I just couldn’t do it for leisure.
Some said you were a decent looker,
that your leaving was a pity.
Guess i’d pick you over a pressure cooker,
but they could have you for a quickie.
It is about time SMRT thought about partial train closures. These operations will inevitably inconvenience many commuters and cause a good amount of grief, but they are a necessary step a system that is 30 years old needs.
For those of us who are still going on about how maintenance should have been done more comprehensively in years past, well, can’t turn back the clock now can you? So if it’s a blame game you want to play, go right ahead, but those comments will effectively amount to nothing now. At this point, as with any other point in time, we can look both forward and back, but only one way is most productive.
SMRT needs to think, and think hard, on how to make the partial maintenance closures as unobtrusive a possible. A partial closure is no trivial operation. It is a big project with many moving parts. To expect it to proceed without a hitch is ill-advised. This time, the words “Sorry for the inconvenience” must amount to more than just a pleasantry.
A letter sent in by a Today reader Ronald Chan (Temporary MRT closures the right way to go, 17 April 2012) has some instructions on how to tame the inconvenienced mob:
It’s old news now. Instagram is being bought over by Facebook for US$1 billion.
Instagram was the one app that, when it was only available on iPhone, I was jealous of my iPhone-using friends for. Needless to say, when it became available on Android, I joined the million who installed it on the first day.
Instagram’s draw for me emanated from the sharing platform, more than the camera itself. There are various apps (on both Android and iOS platforms) that surpass the Instagram camera, but none come even close to the simple, effective sharing interface.
While looking through the many beautiful photos on Instagram, it seemed me that there were many Instagram users who were unhappy that the owners of Instagram decided to accept Facebook’s offer. ‘You guys sold us out’ looked to be the echoing sentiment in that camp.
What.. Why?! I remember asking myself. I thought it was high time the makers of Instagram got the recognition that they deserved. After all, its beginnings were humble, and look where they are at now. Millions of photographers, many professional, have come together to share photos. It may be a stretch to say that the Instagram people have done photographers a service, but that is what I sincerely feel.
Now I see some Instagrammers complaining that Instagram is going to be ‘mainstream’ now. Well guess what, it has been mainstream for a good long time. Almost every iPhone user I know has it on their device, and we all know a good handful of iPhone users who are no different, I’m sure. If you need verification that there is conformity in deviance, look no further.
It is difficult to give up the feeling of ownership that one might have from being an early adopter, but this is a reality. Hell, would they turn down a offer that big from an investor that has a track record as good as Facebook’s?
On a side note, Facebook has assured users that Instagram will remain largely the same. Only the user pool, and consequently the photo pool, will increase. That’s good, no?
Dammit. Missing one evening of jogging throws me off! Gonna have to do it tonight.
“Gentlemen, we are going to relentlessly chase perfection, knowing full well we will not catch it, because nothing is perfect. But we are going to relentlessly chase it, because in the process we will catch excellence. I am not remotely interested in just being good.”
– Vince Lombardi
This transcript of correspondence between a ‘concerned parent’ was taken from lettersofnote.com. I read it and found it funny, but also true for many similar cases. Pictures of the actual letters are available here.
December 2, 1996
P.O. Box 710
Berkeley, Ca 94701-0710
To whom it may concern:
I am a parent, and I am very disturbed by the cassette tape my 8 year old son was listening to. His 60 year old grandmother bought it for him as a birthday present and was totally unaware of its explicit content. The store in which she bought it did not have any ticket or color on it to warn parents of the content within. A issue I plan to pursue with the right people.
Isn’t it possible to make music anymore? That tape is not something any singer/songwriter should take any pride in at all. It is horrifying and has got to be one of the worst interpretations of an ‘artform’ that I have ever had the misfortune to hear. I know it is possible for the group to make ‘good music’ because I have heard them sing before. For example, the song entitled “When I Come Around” is one of my son’s favorites. It’s a song that he and his Dad sang together whenever it was on MTV or they were driving in the car together.
Unfortunately, one doesn’t have to sing trash to have a following. And if that creates such a following one would do well to wonder exactly what type of people he wants following him! This may do nothing to change the type of music performed or change your views on the art of making music but it helps me to know that there is one less family who will be buying such rubbish and I have a big mouth so I’ll make everyone I know aware. That tape is trash, as you can plainly see, and you’ll find it enclosed.
Why don’t you do something positive and clean up your act!!!! Isn’t there enough garbage in the world? All the thoughts you are helping to put in the minds of our youth is scary. You have so much influence why not use it for something GOOD?
I just received your letter and this is my response.
I don’t write music for parents, grandparents, or eight year olds. I write for myself and I’ll say anything I damn well please. That’s the difference between you and me. I do what I want…. You do what you’re told.
Obviously, we’re not on the same planet, let alone the same ball park. I find people like you offensive and it “helps me” to know you wont be buying anymore of our records. Next time, I suggest you do a little research before you purchase such “rubbish” for your little boy. It might save you a few extra bucks.
Billie Joe and the rest of Green Day
P.S. You’re right about one thing… You do have a big mouth.
- Instagram has finally arrived for your Android Device (beast4romtheeast.wordpress.com)
- Instagram I Heart You for Coming to Android- Finally Fabulous Photos (adaptivelearnin.wordpress.com)
Today i made a cup of camomile tea, let it cool, and had a sip.
It hit me suddenly that it tasted like chrysanthemum. So I went and looked them up. Apparently, they belong to the same family.
Fun fact. No wonder they taste so similar.