Friday, September 29, 2023

This post is written by a Human

With generative AI being prevalently used everywhere, I sometimes feel that I don't know who to trust.

Literally every exercise I give (in the tutorials) was fed by students to AI and some garbage comes out.

Well the write up is pass-able, but I know it is not their work.

They hardly answer in class & suddenly something very fluent is produced in mere minutes. 

And in some cases no legal support is provided, because we learnt specific laws. And these were not cited.

It is a real challenge. I frankly don't know what to do.

The good news is: I can still tell from the assignment answers whose work is AI-enabled & whose are not. But eventually the AI will get better and I hope I would still be able to tell.

Ethics is hard to teach. I hope my children will know better than to follow the shortcut paths.

Well AI can help, it surely can, but human imagination and capabilities trumps AI any day.

Wednesday, September 27, 2023

Trauma

My son experienced a breakup recently.

He was ditched by a person whom he thought would be his wife.

(In short) She said she has had enough waiting for him & accepted someone else's proposal.

And showed the ring to him.

I don't know what she was trying to do (WAS SHE DENSE???)

but if you love someone you would NEVER do something like that to him.

As a mother I am doing all I can to support him.

Bringing him out for meals and walks and events.

New experiences help us forget stupid foolish experiences.

In time he will recover and be better than ever.

Till then, we will be here for you my dear!

Stigma

Language and semantics

They carry meaning, of course

A colleague of mine writes about the decriminalisation of suicide, and the language to be used that could either support, or downgrade the person who is already in a terrible shape.

What about reformed "convicts"? Are there other words to reflect, without stigmatising?

Another example is "mangsa banjir" (flood victims): are they victims, or survivors?

Back in the High Life

Was driving home from work when this Steve Winwood's inspirational song was heard on BFM89.9 

It is uplifting, and reassuring. 

Listening to it, I have full belief that I will be successful.

Surprisingly somehow I have never come across this song growing up.

I had only heard "Higher Love" before, maybe because it is more 'pop'-py and received more air time.

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Catch this song on YouTube: Back in the High Life Again


LYRICS (emphasis is mine):
It used to seem to me that my life ran on too fastAnd I had to take it slowly just to make the good parts lastBut when you're born to run it's so hard to just slow downSo don't be surprised to see me back in that bright part of town
I'll be back in the high life againAll the doors I closed one time will open up againI'll be back in the high life againAll the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in
And I'll drink and dance with one hand freeLet the world back into me and on I'll be a sight to seeBack in the high life again
You used to be the best to make life be life to meAnd I hope that you're still out there and you're like you used to beWe'll have ourselves a timeAnd we'll dance 'til the morning sunAnd we'll let the good times come inAnd we won't stop 'til we're done
We'll be back in the high life againAll the doors I closed one time will open up againWe'll be back in the high life againAll the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us inAnd we'll drink and dance with one hand freeAnd have the world so easily and oh we'll be a sight to seeBack in the high life again
High life
High lifeBack in the high life againWe'll be back in the high life againAll the doors I closed one time will open up againWe'll be back in the high life againAll the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us inAnd we'll drink and dance with one hand freeAnd have the world so easily and oh we'll be a sight to seeBack in the high life again
High lifeBack in the high lifeOh, we'll be back
Source: LyricFind

Prudence

Being a lecturer now, I am spending much3 less money compared to when I was a lawyer.

It could be because I was younger then & older now:

- I tend to have more expensive meals (maybe also because my office was smack in the golden triangle)

- there was more shopping, for gifts and clothes

- there were more excursions and invites (for weddings/ events/ launches) compared to now

One time I received an invite for a Volvo SUV promo (and have NEVER received it as a lecturer): it was a retreat somewhere, and we could test-drive the car on location. They must think that lawyers earn a lot. Well some do, but I was mostly broke then.

Now that I am in the teaching line, I dress quite moderately (I was never fancily dressed anyways) buy meals not just for me but also for the children, and am more at peace with whatever limited possessions I have. I may not experience luxury, but I have enough to get by and to raise the children. For this I am  truly and utterly grateful.

Was that person selfish?

"Roadrunner: A Film about Anthony Bourdain" was recently released on Netflix (original release worldwide was in 2021). In between Netflix movies I sometimes watch biographical series & kind of delayed watching this one, because I knew its sad ending. 

People around the late Anthony Bourdain saw how much promise he had; how privileged his life was; how lucky he was to have been in showbiz & to have traveled the world dining with fellow chefs and dignitaries; and they also loved him. So very much.

He committed suicide on 8 June 2018 in a French hotel room. His best friend chef Eric Ripert found him the next morning, which in the final scenes of the documentary, Eric said he will never talk about.

Are people who commit suicide selfish... leaving so many broken hearts and questions with their passing? How do the people close to him begin to process the void he left?

The documentary (to me) represented his life in a snapshot, so that people like me who are fans watching from the outside is given a handle on who he was. The interviews were well edited and timed; and personally I have always admired the storytelling skills in documentaries. There was that one issue  though, of an AI generated voice used to read his letter interspersed with his friend David Choe's narration (I will be using this as a case study for my computing ethics class, on the topic of "consent")

It is also reminder for self care: Tony never stopped running from place to place, he was away a lot,  filming (we're looking at about 250-265 days in a year)- that may have affected his relationships. He had a quiet side, but may not have leveraged on moments of solitude... since he was surrounded with people all the time.

One of his many memorable quotes (not sure from which TV series, he had many) was when he shared about how he started being interested in cooking. He had informed his parents, and the response was not encouraging. He had said something along the line of "... at that time, saying that I was interested to join a cooking school was akin to me wanting to be an arsonist". This is compared to the attitudes now: being a chef is a respectable profession as any.

My heart goes out to his daughter Ariane Bourdain. May she grow up to be a balanced individual under the tender loving care of her mom Ottavia, and may she forgive/ make peace with her late father.

Nasi Goreng Kicap (Fried Rice with Soy Sauce)

When I studied A-Levels in Shah Alam in 1992,  every one of us received a student allowance of RM291 per month. The tuition fee & accommodation were already paid for & this amount was for food. 

Meals were much cheaper then. Roti canai was a mere 50 cents; and it is possible to get lunch costing between RM2.50 or RM3 with protein (typically chicken, fish/seafood, beef or eggs) and vegetables. 

We spent frugally and at times shared a can of tuna/ sardine/ chicken curry/ sambal bilis with a loaf of bread with our housemates (6 of us), to manage the cost. A can of tuna cost less than 2 ringgits then, and the loaf of bread less than 1 ringgit, if you would believe it.

However as students we were always broke. [Well as working adults we were also broke, but a different kind of broke] At the hostel, there were a few stalls that sold food for breakfast lunch & dinner. One particular  stall empathised with our financial predicament and created one meal for dinner called "Nasi Goreng Kicap" which is literally rice fried with soy sauce, an egg and some vege, sold for a mere RM1. It became a hit at the end of the month (particularly for months that have 30 or 31 days, which is every month except February). 

We were not supposed to have chicken added to the fried rice, but sometimes the abang cook added it in the mix... hence it was a nice surprise to bite into chicken pieces. He had no idea how much it meant to us hungry folks. God Bless him, and literally for anyone who help the poor and needy. 

Monday, September 25, 2023

When People can be Assholes

This scene was from a movie titled "I don't Feel at Home in this World Anymore"

Ruth's house got robbed and she found the father of the perpetrator, who's a loaded lawyer.

Father: How much do you want (for what you have lost)?
Ruth: I'm not looking for a payout
Father: Then what the hell do you want?
Ruth: For people to not be assholes!!


Excerpt (emphasis is mine):

"To accommodate the number of diners, they introduced a voluntary honesty payment system since collecting individual payments became impractical.


The couple has consistently prioritised quality and affordability without raising prices for nine years, firmly believing that a business should operate with “a sincere heart in exchange for a sincere heart”.


However, the sudden surge in popularity since August brought unforeseen challenges to its existing honesty-based payment model."


Assholes, apparently, are very much alive and well. They are inconsiderate and does not feel a shred of empathy for this woman and her husband who are trying to run a respectable business. Their business started 9 years ago with the honourable object of wanting to help migrant workers by providing affordable meals. Due to their internet fame however, they literally got robbed in broad daylight by folks taking a lot of food, and/or wasting them, and/or paying very little or none at all. On top of that, some keyboard warriors have accused her of taking advantage of migrant workers, somewhat resonant with the story of a Malaysian food seller who experienced online bullying. 

What have we become?

In contrast, a restaurant in Brickfields have a similar style. Only that they do not impose any minimum amount. Diners pay any amount they consider reasonable for what they've eaten. Workers consist of volunteers, keeping costs down. They have survived for more than 30 years. 

Perhaps both businesses can compare notes. And I sincerely hope that the 10 yuan meal lady & husband continue their business despite this challenge. Perhaps close their business for a few weeks & just do deliveries for migrant workers. The opportunists will eventually stop coming seeing that her restaurant is closed & lose interest [We don't want you anyway!!!!].

Like Ruth, I probably want the same thing 🙏

Friday, September 15, 2023

Bad Genius

Just because I was curious, I looked up the real story which inspired the movie "Bad Genius".

The case just went to trial in Singapore and one of the accused parties admitted guilt

Tuition teacher helps students cheat at O-level exams (17 Apr 2018)

The other accomplice has gone missing before serving the jail sentence, and Singaporean prosecutors have applied for an Interpol notice of arrest.

O-level cheating case: Ex-principal of tuition centre allegedly fled Singapore (22 Dec 2022)

The technique used in Bad Genius was complex, but not high tech.

In real life they got away with cheating for 3 papers using skin-toned blue tooth receivers and handphones taped to the school uniforms. There was a live feed going on and answers were supplied to the candidates by remotely located teachers.

Wow. I would have rather studied for the exams. For one it's O-Levels. Just choose the easy subjects lah, and carry on with your further studies. It is sad when people go to great lengths to bypass the whole process of learning and figuring things out by themselves.

I sincerely hope that these folks learnt their lesson. If they're clever enough to pull of this 'heist', then they are clever enough to change the world in multiple positive ways.

Friday, September 08, 2023

Which Devil do we choose?

The polls are here yet again, and we have to make this choice. What a challenge (Do I have to?)

After mulling it over for weeks, I finally dragged myself and all the adult & eligible children to vote.

Because my/ our Constitutional Right is important. We should exercise it. There you go.

On the ground/ In reality things are not looking all that fantastic.

Oh well if things don't work out with the guy I chose, I will vote for the other guy in the next poll.

Hopefully 4 years won't be enough to cause much damage to the State 😅

I am not that person

Throughout my school life I typically maintained the top 3 position in the class. It was pretty effortless and not at all pre-meditated. I just did it and it worked out. Credit to my mom and late dad too, who have both taught me different things... not in the tiger mom/ dad sort of way though, because I do not remember any experience of being pressured to do well or excel... this thought process came later when visitors came to the house and asked me whether I did well in school & mom usually offered the answer while I was sitting there trying to think of a proper answer to this unlikely question. 

Mom would say "she typically places 1st 2nd or 3rd every year", and the person would respond in glee. That would be good, right? This is probably where mom should have spotted my autistic tendencies, no fault of hers. I also discovered this in hindsight, how I do not seem to pick up these social cues and would still be wondering if the response was good/ acceptable/ normal... and how many of the other schoolchildren tended to avoid me (unless if they wanted to copy my homework). Sheldon Cooper, I do feel you!

Things changed when I went to MRSM. Everybody was clever here. And because I went to MRSM Kota Bharu, Kelantan they were also good looking. Potent combination that, good looks and smarts. There I floated in mid range, but survived. Culturally I didn't quite fit in, except with a few other 'outsiders'. My mother is  Kelantanese and she had pre-notified me of certain cultural behaviours, but nothing prepares you better than actually being in the thick of things. I understood the local language because we visited our Klate side of the family (cousins, aunts and uncles) often enough during school holidays and hari raya, but outwardly I am an outsider. From Johor. Who looked different, and do not speak the local dialect. I cannot speak it properly, and was generally affected when my cousins would literally ROFL every time me & my siblings tried to speak it. So I almost never utter the dialect, until now because I have married a Kelantanese but this is another story for another time.

Being in the Pure Science stream we had to do Biology, Physics, Chemistry, and Additional (Advanced?) Mathematics. Biology was survivable, but the the other sciences and add maths were literally Greek + Rocket Science to me. I flopped big time. Straight Cs. All the way. This shaped me because I realised that I was quite average in the bigger scheme of things. Which was okay.  Not everybody is good in sciences. Cool.

This was a great thing to have happened, again in hindsight. It helped me raise my children in a kinder way. If I had received straight As all the way, I might have allowed that to get to my head, me being me.

Hence I thought I was clever, or I believed that I was, but in the bigger scheme of things I am rather average. Maybe a teensy little bit above average but still average. 

Secondly, I was in the debate team and everyone thought I am a friendly cheerful extroverted person but I typically quake in fear in new situations and do not know what to do with myself when put in a spot in front of an audience. Thankfully I was merely the reserve debater, who did the scripts and research and NEVER had to speak in front of everybody.

Hence I am also not an extrovert. The polar opposite, yes that I am.

Thursday, September 07, 2023

There was a time when...

Japan was devastated by war and struggled to rebuild itself, and Malaysia was better off, in the 50s

Malaysia was equal in economy and stature as South Korea, in the 60s

we used to be able to shop in Singapore for clothes, toys and electronics using Malaysian money, in the 70s and 80s

we used Malaysian Ringgit to pay for stuff in Saudi, and Vietnam, in the 90s

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What has happened now... is that our currency value has dropped... tremendously.

All the countries named above have overtaken us in leaps and bounds.

And the Malaysian Ringgit no longer has the purchasing power it once has.

So far we are still above Turkey and Indonesia in terms of currency, perhaps not for long.

Our leaders claim that Malaysia remains 'competitive' because it is cheaper to do business here compared to those other countries (why are we deluding ourselves this way?).

Malaysians are suffering because we work so very hard and get so very little in salary.

A few of us are drowning in expenses and can hardly get by, and not eating healthily because we cannot really afford to eat proper meals.

And yesterday I found out that our company might no longer pay out any bonus. Well in my 20 years there I may have received bonus two times, so the occurrence of bonus is probably "once-in-a-decade"  thing AND it is not their habit or practice to pay bonus anyways BUT this alleged decision kind of pissed me off. We work so hard and get paid so little and have to pay higher for imported items. 

Oh my goodness!

ERASE that Board!

One of the very early things I learnt as an academic/ lecturer is to erase the whiteboard every time class ends. If students are still copying when you want to leave the class, remind the students to please erase the board before they leave. That way you leave the class and the board clean for the next person. 

[Now that I think of it, this is probably good psychologically too. If a person comes in to a clean class and board, he/ she is ready to teach with good vibes. If the board is messy or un-erased, stress ensues (well for me at least). Should I take the chill pill instead?]

When I was in practice, I was also taught by my Master during chambering that I should keep the files organised for the next person to pick up and understand as fast as possible. Especially for litigation cases, and the file may be passed to 2 or 3 different lawyers at different stages of hearing or trial. There was this guy who used to be a law firm clerk (and eventually got certified as a lawyer); he used to mess up the file every time (so I wonder what kind of clerk he would have been 😕).

Erasing the board, and keeping files in order, in my view makes good business sense. It makes us more efficient. And there will be no necessity to clean up other people's s**t before you start your own tasks. So why don't more people get it and/ or do it? In a week I will find some classes' boards not erased > now I am promoting my colleagues to use the digital whiteboard auto-saved on one drive/ office365; hopefully more folks get on board. Sorting files could also be time consuming because everything is everywhere and you need to go to the previous guys to ask questions (or in some cases call them up, if they have left employment).

Why or why do we go through all that hassle?? Can't we just keep our things in order, please?!

OR they may just dismiss me as pedantic or OCD. End of story. And the boards will remain splashed with words diagrams and codes. No matter! I will further my cause in my own private way & ensure other colleagues are not harmed by me not erasing my boards after class.