November 09, 2004
2 Panadols for 50 cents
Cranky. Me. Moody. Me. Irritable. Me. Stay away. You.
xxx
From the papers...21
Yet another charity show coming to a tube near you... ya, you. I don't watch much TV, much less charity shows.
Listen up. They aim to make it different from the 6 (my gosh! SIX in a year, thus far!) that were staged throughout the earlier part of this year. No lucky draws and no attractive prizes (like The Peak at Duxton condo?Or... a Subaru Impreza?). No death-defying feats by my-msacara-runs-and-you-donate celebrities. Just the beneficiaries themselves pulling stunts this time.
So, we can see all these people with certain disorder or special needs performing stunts for us while we dig into the supersize nachos. If our conscience indeed feels bad, nachos in hand, while the celebrities (they are not performing but they will 'air' their support) hold their breath and remind us for the 286th time the number to call (fyi, min 8 bucks per call for this one), we will find the earpiece being raised up, fingers dialling a now-quite-familiar number.
I'm just curious how much logistic and manpower does it take to organise such charity shows? Couldn't these resources been put to more efficient and effective use to help people who needed help?
Charity shows are becoming a national pasttime. Courtesy campaigns, speak proper English campaigns, charity shows...
Charity shows are not meant to make you feel better after making a few 1800-calls so that you can justifiably ignore the flagday students outside the MRT stations every Saturday. They are supposed to make you feel bad, maybe even ashamed that the most you have done was to make that few 1800-calls.
p.s. Those who do not bother to watch anymore, like me, already feel ashamed enough and need not be reminded of their mediocre lives.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 22:47