...back at work... again...
zzz..
if i don't go and work, i will be worrying about not having any money to spend. but when i go to work, i complain about being tired and bored and lethargic and everything else.
life is such a bother.
yeeeh.. my colleagues from the same cubicle have all gone for meeting, and i'm left alone with nothing to do, cos i'm too quick! muahahahahaha...
oh dear, am i going to be retrenched soon because they don't have anything else for me to do?
ah, might as well.
anyway, i was telling my family about the perv on the mrt yesterday. and they were tooting and disgusted at such obvious blatant behaviour of that pervert. i asked my dad what would he have done if it was him who encountered this perv. him not being peeped of course, but seeing his wife being peeped at. he said he would have done the same. and then i asked, what if you see a sleeping woman whom you don't know at all, being peeped at? he said matter-of-factly that he would not do anything, after a pause. he and everyone who witnesses it, will prolly just mentally label the perv a crass bastard. i frowned at that and carried on with my dinner. of course i do know that people mind their own business most of the times, but that's like obviously wrong...? labelling a person mentally does not really change anything. it's tantamount to seeing a woman being molested but not doing anything about it. then i said, what if that perv not being stopped, went on to stalk that woman after they both got down the mrt, and followed her to a quieter place before molesting or raping her? just because initially, the people who witness that perv peeping lustily at her did not stop him?
then my dad said, then that's something that he could not help. yah, that's true.. and scary because a mini gesture or thing that you do or not do, can actually change the outcome of the future.
my dad said something about covering up myself more. but it's not what the girls wear really, is it? i didn't quite like it when he said that cos there was a hint that it's MY fault for being peeped at. i was wearing just a sleeveless top for god's sake (look at the family picture at prev post). ok, the neck hole was a tad big and while i was sleeping, it had folded a little over. i am not the demure kinda girl and i admit that i am not mindful of myself at times, so my actions are big and sometimes i showed more than i was ever aware of. but i don't call for people to look into my shirt! i don't even wear sexy stuffs. being dressed like a talibanese woman does not necessary mean that your modesty is safe. from what i do know, some countries who have their women dress more conservatively than in singapore, have higher rape rates. and why is that so? the empowerment of the males over the females - basically, the social and power differences between the two genders. and that is also the reason why that women are dressed in such a ridiculous way that their only tanlines on their bodies are those around their eyes. and that's not because of sunglasses.
ok, i do know that some girls dress outrageously, who think that their legs are 10 inches shorter, and that as long as the nipples are not shown, it's alright. when i was in primary school i stood with my mouth agape lookin at a woman wearing a mini skirt that short that i can see her underpants. i could see her panties not cos i'm short. but it's way obvious. and no, she isn't christina aguilera on mtv. and no, it's not a swimming costume. that would have caused several nose-bleeding-spurts and eyes rolling all over the floor (and prolly beneath her skirt) and trembling hands along the routes she had walked. that's like calling out for all the wolves and pervs in the district to congregate and set up a tablet for her. girls should know how and when to protect themselves.. even when they know their own rights.
luckily i had JX around to stand up for me. and for himself. there are prolly some guys who can't protect their girls for nuts and mutely let them being taken advantage of.
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