Pride and Prejudice

YET another sleepless night and I find myself blogging once again. I am a bit of an irregular blogger as you will notice for yourself, if you care to peruse. I need motivation, a sort of inspiration or catalyst to work my lethargic mind. As it is, I don't feel like writing but talking instead. Nevertheless, here's a shot. I have issues to discuss.

I've spent the better part of the past hour browsing Youtube for videos of interest. A bit jobless one might think... in a sense, yes. Anyway, I stumbled on a clip entitled Sri Lankan Lion Hearts: [Tribute for Sri Lankan Forces]. Why not? Whatever said, these men and women have experienced the worst, even lost their lives in the name of national security. Respect. The following are my humble observations.....

Great music, great visuals, impressive clip. For those of you who know more on video production, feel free to discuss. Now for the underlying message. Jane Austen will excuse me for borrowing her title.....Two points of contention: a) the continuous montage of the Lion. (The Sri Lankan Lion?) b) the textual message: One Love, One Pride, One Land, under One Flag, Representing One Lions Pride, with the concluding words 'Sri Lanka' written in the Sinhala language. Nothing in Tamil, really. But who would want that? Its perhaps my sleeplessness talking now. I apologise. I'm out of line. Sri Lanka is One Land under One Flag...... but it is the land of the Singhalese, right?? So let's keep it real.

If history has taught us anything, it is that racial supremacy has no place in modern society (leave alone any society for that matter). I am tired of hearing lame arguments of a single nation that lives side by side with each-other, harmony among the brethren and the only bad apples being ruthless, war-mongering terrorists in the north. Case in point, counter-propaganda to Amnesty International's "Play by the Rules" campaign: [See the website of Sri Lanka's Peace Secretariat]. We all wanted the Sri Lankan team to do well. The best of us are even superstitious and even exceedingly religious just in the name of a Sri Lankan victory. I have sat on the edge of my seat and clasped my hands in prayer to such an extent over the years that statistics now indicate cricket matches account for 70% of my worship. Yes, I'm religious, I know. That being said, I ask, is Sinhala chauvenism myth or reality? Its bed time now, so you decide.