home at last

I realized one big reason behind my depression is MEN. Names: CY and Henry. The more I read about the news the more it depressed me. I don’t recognize the Hong Kong I grew up in anymore.  

These days when I am on the bus and train, every time I see people don’t bother to give seat to the elderly.  They just look down pressing their phones pretending they don’t see them. I see people forgetting how to queue, how to be polite, be civil, be giving. Education sucks. Teachers i know avoid saying the right things (promoting safe sex = encouraging premature sex, no political views expressed etc) . Standard values become “virtues”. Sooner or later we will cry and praise god if our high rank officials didn’t go anything corrupt or wrong. 

This is not the Hong Kong I grew up in. 

But this is the day that wakes people up. More than ever I want to stay in Hong Kong because this is where I belong. Still so much we can do for our home. This is NOT the end.


About iamjam

2009 年1月19日晚,我在灣仔會展一邊看《An Evening With David Byrne》一邊打SMS,驚覺"COCK"與"ANAL"原來屬同一個T9碼。 這是一個SIGN:可能我真的要開個BLOG了。
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