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閱讀筆記: PANDEMIC!
Perhaps an epidemic which threatens to decimate humanity should be treated as Well’s story turned around: the “Martian invaders” ruthlessly exploiting and destroying life on earth are we, humanity, ourselves; and after all devices of highly developed primates to defend themselves from us have failed, we are now threatened “by the humblest thing that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth,” stupid virus which just blindly reproduce themselves – and mutate (13).

The really difficult thing to accept is the fact that the ongoing epidemic is a result of natural contingency at its purest, that is just happened and hides no deeper meaning. In the larger order of things, we are just a species with no special importance (14).

In the last days, we hear repeatedly that each of us is personally responsible and has to follow the new rules. Media are full of stories about people who misbehaved and put themselves and others in danger, an infected man enters a store and coughs on everyone, that sort of thing. The problem with this is the same as the journalism dealing with the environmental crisis: the media over-emphasize our personal responsibility for the problem, demanding that we pay more attention to recycling and other behavioral issues. Such a focus on individual responsibility, necessary as it is to some degree, functions as ideology the moment it serves to obfuscate the bigger questions of how to change our entire economic and social system. The struggle against coronavirus can only be fought together with the struggle against ideological mystification, and as part of a general ecological struggle (88-89).

There is a key difference between the coronavirus epidemic and the ecological crisis. In the health crisis, it may be true that humans as a whole are “fighting” against – even if they have no interest in us and go their way from throat to throat killing us without meaning to it (111-112).

Materiality, usually conceived as inert substance, should be rethought as a plethora of things that from assemblages of human and nonhuman actors (actants)-humans are but one force in a potentially unbounded network of forces (113).

★ The coronavirus epidemic can be seen as an assemblage of a (potentially) pathogenic viral mechanism, industrialized, agriculture, fast global economic development, cultural habits, exploding internal communication, and so on. The epidemic is a mixture in which natural, economic, and cultural processes are inextricably bound together . . . as humans, we are one among the actants in a complex assemblage; however, it is only and precisely as subjects that we are able to adopt the “inhuman view” from which we are (partially, at least) grasp the assemblage of which we are part” 117).

I've been meaning to wish everyone a happy new year but thing is I've been sick. So here's a belated Happy 2013!
The first of Jan has always been a special date to me. 2012 has been kind to me. I started the year as the cover of Sutra, I got the opportunity to host Anugerah V with Abang Khai - and boy it was such an enriching experience hosting him with and how I loved our chemistry. And it was 2012 that I become a Mrs. I have always been pretty private about my personal life, who I was dating, whether i'm actually attached at all, etc. So to finally come out during my birthday and announce I'm going to be married in a month's time was a shocker to many. Oh boy. The hard work behind the wedding. While most planned it in years, I planned it in a matter of months. With help from a dear friend, my family and my kind sponsors, it happened. Without a glitch, it definitely wasn't. But it was the dramas and challenges that made the experience unforgettable.
(I owe u a lengthy lengthy post on my wedding that one)

Well, back to the all-important-first-of-Jan, it's my parents anniversary! It's their 31st this year. My dad loves my mom more than ever. It's amazing to see them squabble endlessly but it's obvious that they can't live without one another. They love each other to death. I remember one time my mom was admitted to the hospital, we went berserk. We are such a tight-knitted family that we can never imagine going home without our mom. So we made sure my mom were never left alone not even for a second. I remembered how my dad sneaked in and sat on the floor next to my mom's bed all night long. Kissing my mom's forehead and holding her hand. As I type this, I am holding back my tears praying for 31 more years for them to be healthy and happy together.

My mom is a remarkable woman. Have u ever grown up thinking one day you will be like your mother? Well, I grew up my entire life wondering how do I ever measure up to her greatness. She is spectacular and humble. She is a great patient wife, who is a wonderful cook, strong, smart with a good fashion sense and the true balance within the family. How she makes even the simplest dishes taste so good is pure magic! You can never know she's in pain because she hides it so well and soldiers on. I can never know how she manages it.
As a wife now, I tried cooking. I tried managing my time cleaning the house, doing laundry and taking care of my husband. It's exhausting I tell you. And I don't even have kids running around the house yet. And my parents have 5! It's an army of kids!

I can keep on listing down my mom's outstanding points as a woman and all the things I'm thankful to her for. But that list can never be enough. One thing for sure, I can aspire to be her for all I want but I know I can never never measure up to her brilliance.