Friday, 24 June 2011
This is a country that’s fast compiling its list of “lows” and today it just picked another with the charging and fining of the three pawne-peddling Datuks.
Talk about an anti-climax, eh? (Sorry, can't resist the obvious pon, urm, pun...)
More than 90 days has passed since the March 21 so-called expose and mind you, there was no real need for any real investigations done as the three powno-peddlers had sort of confessed quite early on.
Slapping our wrists is probably more painful.
(To digress, how do you spell incompetence, again? C-O-N-S-P-I-R-A-C-Y, or is it, I-N-C-A-H-O-O-T?
The spelling break has nothing to do with the three Ponno-Tuks charging, guilt-admitting and fining, mind you. Nope. No Sir. Not at all.)
Anyway, does it matter? Not one bit really for me.
I’ve always viewed PKR’s Anwar Ibrahim as a compromised leader, not by way of his criminal convictions and alleged sexual, urm, inclinations and shenanigans, but more his one-time affiliation with the now-corrupt and rotten entity that is Umno.
THAT "palit"ed (it's a Malay word that basically means smeared but is more fun to use) Anwar will a whole lot of foul-smelling gunk.
That said, Anwar did herald a major change in the Malaysian political scenario and, suddenly, a check and balance is finally arriving. The sooner the better I say.
Digressing again here on.
Today’s Friday Sermon at the mosque I went to was exhilarating to say the least. The Khatib talked about jihad and why one is necessary for the country.
Our country is now down in the dumps and deep in poop. Read the Sun for this piece of “news”.
My God. What has happened to our values?
(A ponder-able answer: What is this "our values" word I keep hearing?, says the powers-that-be...)
Is this the kind of future we want to leave our children and theirs? Surely not.
If the current batch of leaders cannot bring about a turnaround in the overall welfare of the country, we should give them a firm kick in their butts and appoint others more tuned to the needs of the Rakyat.
Cut the crap on “Rome isn’t built in a day” and spin-till-you-drop pronouncements. If you can’t hack it, leave. Go fly a kite, to quote a popular saying.
We don’t have much time any more. If July 9 is the day of reckoning, so be it.
If you're the politically squeamish type, do stay away from today's Prime time television news. I predict a field day of ponno-airwaving.