Stream of Consciousness

  1. My youtube liked videos playlist was running, and I found it rather satisfying that a serious Sam Harris video about Milo Yiannopoulos and the formation of tribes was immediately followed by Grace Helbig’s night time routine. Which was the first Helbig video I showed CYX and he liked it
  2. NTSH and my cousin told me the exact same thing: men’s clothing are largely similar so the way to stand out is through your watch, wallet and shoes. Which I find pretty strange, since I think a person’s uniqueness is largely expressed by accomplishments and thoughts, neither of which are really captured through apparel and accessories
  3. When people attribute events in their lives to a supernatural being, aren’t they simply relieving themselves of responsibility for action and thought? This originally came from No Man’s Land, but it does seem that it is a good argument against those who choose faith over rationality.
  4.  张信哲 “每一首情歌最重要的一句是哪一句? 第一句”
  5. Lex Luthor “Do you know how much power I’d have to give up to be president?” I remember being rather enthralled when I first heard it on Justice League Animated, and today as I learn more about the society, there seems to be validity in this statement. Without the need to invoke conspiracy theories of the existence of the illuminati, politicians are still at the whims and mercy of those who control material resources

I don’t know




N5 Barilla Spaghetti

Fairprice prepacked streaky bacon

Lemon juice

Emborg whipping cream



Egg yolks

black pepper

Parmesan cheese



  1. Feel Fill a pan with water, salt generously and bring to the boil
  2. Fry up some bacon in an oven until it goes crispy, then slice it into mini bits
  3. Grate the cheese and mix it in a bowl with the egg yolks, cream and pepper, whisk until evenly mixed



  1. Drain the pasta when it is al dente
  2. Transfer the pasta into a pan, then turn on a low heat
  3. Pour the sauce into the pan and mix well
  4. Season to taste with salt, pepper and lemon juice


Food for thought:

  1. By strict definitions, this is neither a proper carbonara nor an alfredo. But it is closer to a carbonara, and outside of Italy people put cream in their carbonara, and I think it tastes better.
  2. I have tried making it the traditional way, where the pasta is tossed in the oil/grease that the bacon released while cooking, and the sauce just a mixture of egg yolks, cheese, salt and pepper. But I like this more. It feels more pleasant to the palate. The sauce is light and sweet.



Onion and Bacon Pasta

Ingredients (might not be the best from a culinary point of view but these are readly available at my local supermarket)

Yellow onion


Fairprice prepacked streaky bacon

Chilli Padi

masterfood parsley

masterfood oregano

masterfood thyme

knorr chicken stock cube

barilla n5 spaghetti


naturel EVOO



  1. Dice onion, bacon and garlic finely
  2. Deseed chilli padi and slice finely
  3. Bring a large pot of water to the boil and salt generously
  4. Portion out the dry spaghetti


  1. Add EVOO to a pan on low heat.
  2. Once oil is hot/warm, add onions, bacon, garlic and chilli
  3. Place spaghetti in boiling water, stirring occasionally in the first minute
  4. When the onions have released most of their water and are soft, add in parsley, oregano and thyme. Crumble in the stock cube and mix well
  5. Once pasta is al dente, drain and transfer to pan with bacon onion mixture
  6. Toss until flavors are combined

Room for exploration

  1. Would crispy bacon bits improve this dish?




Today was miserable. I have never felt this miserable during an outing. With my friends. And God knows an open blog (which of course is quite hidden) isn’t the best channel to express my frustrations, but it is probably the most cathartic experience. If one of them is reading this, do it with an open mind. It’s not going to be pleasant reading

Rushing to finish the research stuff at 330am when we were meeting at 730am was probably a bad start. And it got worse.

Breakfast was dim sum at this Chinese restaurant. It looked respectable, but fuck me the food was terrible. Dim sum restaurants are supposed to be fantastic experiences, but maybe it’s because since I was young dim sum with the extended family was always at top quality restaurants (Jumbo, Crystal Jade, Wah Lok etc) so that molded and shaped my view. Regardless, no self-respecting restaurant serves har kow that falls apart or puts pieces of radish with the prawns, or a cheap mooncake paste in banana pastry, or…this would take forever if I listed out all the faults with the food so lets continue.

(Side note: Ever since I took an obsessive keen interest in food, one of my biggest disagreements with family, relatives and friends has always been about seasoning. From how I see it, food needs to be heavily seasoned in order to taste good, WHICH IS WHY YOU NEED MORE DARK SOYA SAUCE FOR A GOLDEN MUSHROOM STIR FRY. Ok I needed to get that out of my system ARGH. Anyhow, it just strikes me as something quite peculiar that my aunts were so insistent that they never used MSG in their cooking, which makes their dishes horrendously underseasoned and bland, or how my mum/friends are so worried about the “burnt” bits.)

I think the most frustrating thing about the trip is the conversations. Good Lord hearing young men talk about watches and shoes and t-shirts at length and with such self-importance is annoying. And this already dreadful thing is exacerbated by hearing how some of their other schoolmates are immature, childish and always “chasing money” to quote them. “You can dress a pig up in a suit, but you can’t stop it from grunting” As far as I recall, I don’t think I am snobbish or picky about conversations. I enjoyed the deeper discussions with YX and Jon over topics like racism and ethics as much as the conversations about movies and university life with K and KS. But I guess the obsession people have with the fashion industry is something that will always irk me, partially because during my most formative years the idols/media figures/academics/chefs that influenced me the most, along with what I actually absorbed from my parents, were never too concerned about fashion and most actually criticized it. (George Carlin and Marco Pierre White, amongst others) Then again, perhaps my willingness to spend freely on food is as puzzling to those who spend freely on clothes?

I might have more points to make, but I cant really recall/ too tired to continue. Anyhow, this has been REALLY cathartic…WOW.

I don’t know (Think I’m going to steal this perfect way to end from Grace Helbig)

Wenger on social media

Context: The wave of “Wenger out” sentiment resurfaced on social media after the Watford loss, but the 67-year-old insisted he cannot pay too much attention to the outcry.


“We live in a society that is like that, I cannot change the society. I focus on what I can influence. And I live with the response of the society,” he said, adding that social media has increased negativity among supporters. “Because everybody can express his frustration straight away in the fraction of a second. And there’s no time to take a distance with what happened.”


(ESPNFCASIA, Mattias Karen 2017)

TV Rudeness

There is a show on TV at the moment (Come Dine with Me) the premise of which is that five people each host a dinner party in turn after which the other four are encouraged to be as blisteringly rude about it as possible. I humbly submit that this is not a good thing.

It’s certainly compelling but only because for now it is still shocking to see people break the strong social convention that tells us that when we are invited into someone’s home we don’t immediately and publicly slag off the food and décor. This show gets all its power from licensing people to break that rule and bitch at length on how vulgar they thought the napkins were but the truth is that no napkins, not even when embroidered with monograms, presented in napkin rings, and referred to as serviettes can ever be as vulgar as saying so.

This program glorifies people who do say so as loudly and obnoxiously as possible and the problem is that this taboo is a finite resource. Every time you break it you weaken it. It’s like smashing a teapot and gluing it back together again and again and again. Sooner or later there’s going to be more glue than pot and then there will be no more tea for anyone. In this metaphor tea stands for grace and courtesy, as well it might. Shows like this one recklessly gobble up our capacity to be shocked by people being rude to each other for short-term gain and like the rainforest once it’s been destroyed to make grazing land for cattle it’s gone forever. In this metaphor cows stand for rudeness and selfishness. This is less fair on cows than the previous one was on tea.

(David Mitchell’s Soapbox – TV rudeness)

Wisdom from Sam Harris

“Becoming a part of a movement doesn’t help anybody think clearly so I distrust identity politics of all kinds. I think we should talk about specific issues whether it’s trade or guns or immigration or foreign interventions or abortion or anything else and we should reason honestly about them and I’m not the first person to notice that it’s pretty strange that knowing a person’s position on any one of these issues generally allows you to predict his position on the others. This shouldn’t happen some of these issues are totally unrelated why should a person’s attitude toward guns be predictive of his views on climate change or immigration or abortion and yet it almost certainly is in our society That’s the sign that people are joining tribes and movements right it’s not the sign of clear thinking.”

Waking Up With Sam Harris #45 – Ask Me Anything 5



Two significant Guardiola moments

  1. “As so often, Guardiola sounded as though he thought of himself as a missionary spreading the light of civilisation to a dark and distant land, unable to hide his horror at the depths of mindless savagery across which he has stumbled. He should have noticed by now that this doesn’t play well with the public. ” Ken Early, The Irish Times, 2017


      2. “Guardiola: ‘Did you hear Benatia’s instructions?’

          Kimmich: ‘Sorry Pep, I didn’t.’

          Guardiola: ‘F***! You were meant to move into centre midfield!’

          Kimmich: ‘I’m really sorry. I just didn’t hear him.’

          Guardiola: ‘I wanted you to move in front of the defensive line and maintain that position but instead you moved away from that organising position and we lost control. I need you to listen when people pass on my instructions.’

          Kimmich: ‘I’m so sorry. I had no idea…’

Up to that point, the conversation is all hairdryer treatment but then Guardiola hugs his young player.

          Guardiola: ‘You were brilliant out there today, Josh. Really, really good. I told you could do it!’

          Kimmich: ‘Thanks Pep. It was a hard game but I did okay in the end.’

          Guardiola: ‘What do you mean “okay”? You f***ing aced it. You were b****y sensational, Josh. Sensational! I’m so proud of you.’

In that conversation there is a hint of how Guardiola works: the intensity, the passion, and obsession with detail, which, to be frank, begins to grate on players by the third or fourth year but can transform teams in the early days. But it also shows the humanity and his ability to inspire young men. It is a formula all the great managers have.” Rob Draper, MailOnline, 2017


An excerpt from “The age of reason”

“The continually progressive change to which the meaning of words is subject, the want of an universal language which renders translation necessary, the errors to which translations are again subject, the mistakes of copyists and printers, together with the possibility of wilful alteration, are of themselves evidences that human language, whether in speech or in print, cannot be the vehicle of the Word of God.—The Word of God exists in something else.”

Thomas Paine

I remember when I was still in secondary school, how impactful this paragraph had on me. It was just so enlightening, so well written, so…enchanting. I shared this with Yuxuan on our way to Hooked, (a wonderful restaurant serving excellent fish dishes but sadly closed down on my third visit to Jonathan) and he too appreciated the grandeur of Paine’s insight.

Those were the days, when spending $35 on a meal was something unheard of, when I was so mesmerized with anti-religion arguments (I hope to be able to express my progression since then on this blog sometime), when I was…young.