Can pigs fly?
Sure they can: provided
they in the right kind of flying contraption, anything CAN fly, in fact.
Clive Kessler spoke of HIS dilemma over the choice between Pakatan Rakyat and Barisan Nasional to govern
this lovely country of ours.
Perhaps there is.
Too quite a few – at the very least the 22,270 odd
people who was at the Bersih Sit and Protest – the choice has been made.
Anyway, I have yet to make my choice since I don’t know who will be vying for the two positions over at my constituency.
I think I will make mine a
personality based choice.
To know their stand on
things. To make sure they are articulate enough about their position on all
that is important to the country’s future.
As luck would have it, my
change of address is finally effected and I no longer have to drive all the way to
Pandan Indah to cast my invaluable vote.
It does feel a bit weird
in that I am no longer amongst the so called ears-and-eyes-on-the-ground
component of the Govt election machinery aka the MSM.
Supposedly, our news
reports (for what they’re worth) provide the powers-that-be with a gauge on how
things are going with the masses.
Really? Could well be a
figment of my own over estimation of reporter-self worth. Funny Ha Ha. Didn’t
accept my take on the Chinese massive vote swing the last time.
It was fun all the same to
be right in the thick of things when it comes to the ceramahs and what not.
Parliamentary dissolution
notwithstanding, we do seem to be in a perpetual pre-General Election mode
these days with ceramahs galore, show-of-strength rapat umums, unabashed feel-good
factor highlights, shameless "choose me" political speeches, handouts to the
masses etc etc.
Even the party flags are
a-fluttering. Billboards campaigning too: Janji Di Tepati; shouts one along the
southern route of the North South Highway, seen during a recent balik kampong
trip to Johor.
And then, there are also
the many - too many - pronouncements
these days from the Barisan Nasional fellas of “trouble if Pakatan Rakyat
losses in the General Election”, “Be gentleman la”, or something along the
line.
My, my. Whatever do they
mean? A pre-telegraphed nipping at the bud action, perhaps? A smug confidence
that a win is already in hand? A Goebbels
communiqué? Hmmm...
Suffice to say, the only
thing missing from this whole equation is the players aka the candidates.
Who will I choose? Who will it be?
First things first, though.
PMNTR has to make the call, the trumpet for the 5-year mandate seeking exercise
to begin.
So the BIG question is: When will he?
So the BIG question is: When will he?
PS: The woman pictured below will make a fine candidate in my and
surely a whole lot of others, good books...
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