In Your Face .... !

The Book that EVERYONE talks about.

Yes,

Facebook.

The culural phenomenon that taught people how to keep in contact without actually doing so.

And we thought cyber sex was the most detached anyone could get.

And we know how Facebook works.

All your cyber-khakis will post a photo here , a comment there. A shoutout of their every doings. Every where.

(We're not paparazzis so we don't really care do we? Ok, maybe we do.)

And then you realise that you're staring at people's lives and wondering why their's are so full of action and happiness. Purpose, even.

And somehow, your own seems comparatively stale?

Bland. Unmeaningful.

Worse, lonely?

Perhaps Facebook has created a new platform for show-offs who get off on trying to paint a perfect image of their lives so as to harner popularity .

Sure, that's what social networks are like, but bordering on flaunting not just one's beautiful image on camera but a huge slice of your reality?

Does adding lots of people make you popular?

Does your life or who you hang with define who you are?

Does travel-ism, materialism , consumerism and elitism define your persona?

Does it also reflect a hollowness within?

Will you end up hurting your chances of true friendships and relationships by painting an image too overblown and skewed?

Think about it.

Indeed, it's all about saving Face.

And Judging a Book by its cover .

Q ... finds it depressing to witness seemingly superficial and escapist personalities.

Faking it is Not true Orgasm.

Can you tell which is The Real McCoy (The BMW 1-Series) and which is The Great Pretender (The Hyundai i30)??






(From Top to Bottom: Real, Fake, Fake , Real)

They say Imitation is the Best flattery.

I say, imitation is just pretentious and thick-skinned.

Because if you don't think so, I dare you walk the streets in a fake Gucci, Pucci or Prada.

And you know what I mean.

Don't make expensive stuff look cheap on you.
And worse, Don't make cheap stuff make you look cheaper.

So when Hyundai came out with their so-called 'award-winning' i30 mid-sized hatchback, I was puking my head off.

'Fake! Fake A**. Fake A** B*tch~!" Disgusting.

And I stand by my word.

And I'm sure Chris Bangle would either be very flattered by the way he's influenced both the rich and the wannabes or be very offended at how his vision of class and style has been propagated into mass-market cheap.

Sad.

Q