Showing posts with label shame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shame. Show all posts

Friday, 24 June 2011

Kick Butting



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.

Like Wow.

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.

PS:
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.

Monday, 11 August 2008

Our People, Our Shame.


A beautiful chicken coop from www.gardencluboftaos.com



Stories like these sure perks you up, don't they?

Just when you thought our newspapers cannot top "The Abandoned Toilet Couple" , along comes "A Spinster Living in a Chicken Coop" .

Both articles are very surreal; akin to fairy tales gone bizzare.

Perhaps it's just the reporters' doing: sensationalizing a nondescript piece of story just to get some column space (No offence, Hamzah :) ).

People living in a chicken coop is really a first for me.

I was born in a mixed Malay, Chinese, Sikh, Indian village in Alor Setar and my childhood is fill with adventures vis-a-vis the ubiquitous chicken coop. You have these cutesy little chicks which warms the heart everything they start chirping away while following their mother hen around.

We were relatively poor and rearing chicken is one way to cater for meals on the table in a few months time with both eggs and meat. Every family does it, so there was no big deal about having chickens in your backyard.

But what kind of a society allows someone to live in a chicken coop complete with a monthly rental to boot for the courtesy of such luxurious abode?

Wow. Living in a chicken coop.

That really puts some clear meaning to the Malay saying of "Kais Pagi Makan Pagi".

We've had people living in a toilet; now a chicken coop. Shall we bet of being able to top these in a few months time?