sepatah dua kata dari ladang troll

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 "...this hub of disinformation architecture is widely known as troll farm."

                                                                                          - This Is Not Propaganda, Peter Pomerantsev -


By referring to the above quote, you may think of this blog as a 'troll farm' of some sort.

It is not entirely facts, nor is it entirely opinions either. It is merely a chaos of thoughts that are running amok in my mind, for my voice is not loud enough for people to listen and understand. For the most part, they only listen. But failed to understand. 



Therefore, I resorted to written words rather than speaking it out. Because if you hear these words in my voice and intonation, you might think I am anguish and defensive. But, truth be told, I am not. By writing them down, you will read it with your mind's voice thus cancelling out any bias that you might have formed should you ever hear me speak them. 

Besides, I have resorted to written words as they may stand corrected. It also provides a way for me to come back and observe how my thoughts and opinions grow over the years. Opinions are formed through many forms of bias and even experts of many acclaimed fields fall victim to biasness no matter how much they'd like to deny it.

As I mentioned before, this space is some sort of a 'troll farm'. You may believe it or you may not. Everything is up to you. No pressure from my side. You may proceed to read with prejudice or you may read with an open mind.

Therefore, this 'troll farm' is a way for me to express my happiness, frustrations, thoughts and opinions with a tinge of bias in between. I think I have given enough emphasis on the word bias, I might as well stop here. 

Should my upcoming posts ever offend you to the moon and back that makes you lose all sense of rationality, then I advise you to stop visiting this 'troll farm' at once. It'll do wonders for both writer and reader alike. 

But, should they enlighten or amuse you, then by all means, do drop by once in a while in this noisy noiseless corner. I assure you, as depressing as this first post might sound, I do hope to write something that benefits the society especially the youth. Not because I think I'm heroic, but rather, I had enough of seeing fools with money running around in the country leaving trails of chaos in their wake.

p/s: All of the pictures posted here are mine, unless stated otherwise. Also, it has been a while since I last written something, so do excuse the occasional mistakes and confusing sentences.

Honest to God,

The Quiet Writer.

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