The middle road less travelled

I am convinced that extremism is better than moderation. Yup, you read that right, extremism is better than moderation. While this does sound contrary to conventional wisdom, allow me to elaborate further. Before that, let me add a disclaimer that I am neither right wing nor left wing and I have no political affliations whatsover.

Moving right along, let me give an example, its better to be extremely ugly than moderately pretty. Case in point Ruhua. Very few would dispute her ugliness, yet this very trait is her claim to fame. Last I checked, she is more famous than Rainie Yeung, a sweet young thing. Innocent, pretty but not quite in the mould of say Alyssa Chia. Ruhua on the other hand, have very few equals in terms of hideousness.









How about fat? If you are absurdly fat, you can be a sumo wrestler and earn big bucks. In Japan, sumo wrestlers are highly revered and get to marry pretty actresses. On top of that, an apprentice sumo wrestler will wipe the arse of the most established one because apparently they are too fat to do it themselves. Strange but true. If you are moderately fit however, you are just one of those who regularly frequent planet fitness and incur speculation if you are spending the 'pink dollar'.




Talent? Extremely talent-less is also a claim to fame. Just look at William Hung, no doubt his five minutes of fame is over but he milked it for all its worth. Cut albums, acted in movies and even a drama serial with Nancy Sit. Not bad for someone who was described by Randy as 'horrific". Moderately talented folks? I would like to name them but no one comes to mind, just some blurry images on American Idol floating in my mind. Silence speaketh volumes, no?















So at the heart of it all, is it better to be extremely evil or moderately good. Lately I had the opportunity to effect vengeance on a certain vicious individual who like a shark, goes crazy at the taste of blood. Well, I didn't. I just told her about her mistake and asked her to remedy it. She proceeded to feign ignorance and eliminate all evidences of her guilt (we have an old shredder in the office that is extremely loud). This morning, she was all over another colleague for a supposed mistake and attempted to discredit me. To cut a long story short, she failed. Sometimes I wish I can be more evil or more 'good' if you like, to the extent that I can just swallow this with nary a complain or once in for all plot her downfall to eradicate all further threat from this quarter. That way, I would be much happier, no?