Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Food for thought


Pictures like these are the reason why I want to become a nurse, go back to Africa and make a difference in this world. Taken from World Press Photo Archives.

"Do you ever get that feeling
When the guilt begins to hurt?
Seeing all the children
Wallowing in dirt
Crying out with hunger
Crying out in pain
At least the dirt will wash off
When it starts to rain

Soap won't wash away your shame

Do you ever get the feeling
That something isn't right?
Seeing your brother's fist
Clenched ready for the fight
Soon the fighting turns to weapons
And the weapons turn to wounds
So the doctor's stitch and stitch and stitch
And stitch and stitch and stitch and stitch

Surgery won't improve your pain

It all seems so stupid
It makes me want to give up
But why should I give up
When it all seems so stupid?

Do you ever get the feeling
That something can't be done?
To eradicate these problems
And make the people one
Do you ever get that feeling
Something like a nagging itch?
And all the while the doctors stitch
And stitch and stitch and stitch and stitch

Hope alone won't remove the stains (shame)

It all seems so stupid
It makes me want to give up
But why should I give up
When it all seems so stupid?"

New diagnose

I have sadly recieved yet another diagnose to add to my list of ailments and disorders.

"DMOCD, or Depeche Mode Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, is a hereditary condition in which the sufferer feels the need to constantly listen to music and watch videos by the British electro rock act Depeche Mode. The known effects of this obsession include singing their songs non-stop or acquiring every Depeche Mode-related item possible.

Symptoms may also include spontaneous arm/hand waving, loud outbursts such as “Let me hear you sing it!” and “Oh yeah, that’s right!” and a fondness for anything black or sparkly and the number 101, as well as constantly posting on the Depeche Mode Message Board (or the DMMB for short), buying the best seats in the house for concerts, decorating your car with various Depeche Mode-related merchandise, voting for the band on radio stations, awards polls and getting fans to join in voting, etc.

Some devotees can also develop carpal-tunnel syndrome in one’s right hand (this is common particularly among many female sufferers) from right-clicking to download any and all pictures found under various “best of” posts on the DMMB. There can also be an increased awareness of hot flashes when looking at certain pictures of their favourite band member. Bruising may form as well, as the sufferer may sometimes fall off their chairs - this again is particular to female sufferers.
When meeting a band member, the inability to speak (laryngitis is always a good excuse!) due to awe OR uncontrollable screaming, hugging or kissing when in the presence of a group member OR simply passing out is very common. This particular characteristic is documented in the 101 DVD when group member Andrew Fletcher touches the hand of a female sufferer.

Sufferers can go weeks - if not months - without listening to any other bands…unless it is out of their control i.e. public places that play music within their facilities.

Research has found that various Depeche Mode songs can also invoke strong emotions in sufferers. This is particularly evident at live shows and the uncontrollable urge to do the “wheatfield wave” when listening to Never Let Me Down Again… regardless of where the sufferer is!


WARNING: THIS DISEASE IS HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS, ESPECIALLY IF THE SUFFERER IS EXPOSED TO A DEPECHE MODE CONCERT OR ANYTHING RELATING TO THIS BAND!"

Got this text in my mailbox from a fellow sufferer of DMOCD. I lol'd.