just minishorts.

Sometimes Christians are so intent on holding on to their mini kancils that when the opportunity comes in the form of a first class jet ticket they refuse to board the jet because they’re insistent that the kancil is the only way to travel.

I can use that same metaphor, really, to describe how we tend to be stuck to our high horses when it comes to making a choice on how to achieve our goals. That God said it’s going to look like A,B,C, and when it appears in form X,Y,Z blatantly in our faces, we’re not going to move at all, because according to us, God said its going to look like A,B,C so X,Y,Z, won’t hold water.

Its little wonder that most of the world think we’re a bunch of weird, judgemental and prideful beings.

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THe concept of being fixed about everything just stops us from Growing. You know I can put this into all stages of our lives. At age 5, many of us would have looked at a friend of the opposite gender and we’d go ‘yuck’ and nomatter what mummy says ‘its ok to sit with Joey Joey is a nice friend,’ Lisa will pprobably still go, ‘Boys are dirty and I don’t want to hold the boy’s hand.’.

Fast forward 10 years later, at age 15, is it actually natural to stay stuck with the mindset of a 5 year old in treating relationships with the opposite gender? Conditioning in human communities has sort of taught us that relationships are healthy, that being with a boy and attracted to a boy enough to want to know what its like to hold a boy’s hand, is very natural, and we grow naturally into it.

Challenges to the fixed perception of ‘rights’ and ‘wrong’s are natural, and it is natural to mold ourselves and shift our mindsets while sticking to the very basis of ‘right’ and ‘wrongs’ by limiting them to pure principles. This is why, Going back to the Christian principles outlined within the ‘ten commandments’, we are given principles that are general and specific enough to tell us how it is that we can treat people, and how we should live. DOn’t kill, don’t murder, don’t covet other people’s belongings, love each other, your neighbour, as your own.

God being transcendant, is beyond us. Loving God with all our being, doesn’t mean we have to be fixed about concepts of God. The moment we do that, and focus on just commandments no 1,2, and 3, and we start arguing about the how-tos, we get confused and begin to argue and fight for all the wrong reasons, resulting in a haphazard breaking of most of the rules nos 4 to 10. When we start to fight for the right to be right, we begin to get stuck in mini prisons of our own making, and in the process we break the rest of the commandments to not kill not steal not fight (God said to love each other, right?)

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So what i’m saying is, all this witch hunting towards the new age beliefs is really quite ridiculous, because if we were actually willing to look closer at the concept of ‘new age’ (heck just check out the term itself). What on earth is new age?

It is nothing. NOTHING at all.

So why the heck are we so uptight about righting Christianity and putting it up against nothing?

And what if, what if, we were willing to look beyond the religiousity that surrounds what we know as today’s Christianity, and we were willing to strip away all the ‘human’ understanding that has cling-wrapped the stories and the testaments in the bible to tell us the contexts of living by Christ and for Christ in the 2000 years before, what if, the entire teaching is actually ‘new age’ by our standards.

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So back to the kancil stuck Christian with the opportunity to sit in a jet plane to the land of finding our purpose? What’s the whole big deal about leaving a kancil to go on the Boeing 767? Or what if there’s a train, a bullet train, a steam train, a choo-choo train? Or if its only a bus…

Why are we so fixed on how-tos when the idea is getting to the destination… regardless of the method?

Dr Meredith Grey's version of the importance of taking risks and trying:

'A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying. '

And then we have YB Lim Guan Eng, saying this in fewer words:

'I don’t know whether or not we will succeed. I would rather fail trying rather than having failed to try.'

You see why I say that those writers for Grey's should just kill Meredith Grey and move on already?

If there were ever, ever, one blogger who could be called 'phenomenal blogging superstar' that would be Tun Dr Mahathir Mohammad.

Less than one month, and he's got a million hits.

Click his comments section, and you'll see the typical 'First!' scroll down a little and you'll see the urgent screams of second (after comment #10, #25, #Xxxx)

Which means at any one time there are several people commenting on his blog, and all would be clicking 'publish' at the same time.

Dude gets over 500 comments per post. Average. And many comments are blog-post worthy, in length and quality.

There are no crazy photos. Just crazy numbered paragraphs that sounds suspiciously like an old man rambling on (and you kind of sense he's a little bit old behind the ears and inside that brain of his, but you can't help but be awed).

A few years ago there was this old lady character on that Gurmit Singh show 'Just Follow Law' who started a blog called laozhabor.blogspot.com. And we all went like, 'SO OLD ALSO CAN BLOG KAH?'

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Eh don't play play yah. Tun is almost 90 years old already, and he is like THE BLOGGING SUPERSTAR of the century.

How to not tabik lah?

Okay. One of the things I really really love about House is the awesome quotes. That show's got take me homes in every single episode, and Hugh Laurie has got all the great lines in the show. A protagonist of a hit tv series is supposed to be awesome like that, he/she's supposed to have the coolest lines in the movies, and he/she's supposed to make you go 'Whoa' all the time, and get you going back for more.

Example. House's all time truth, 'Everybody lies.'

Examples:
Why does God get all the credit whenever something good happens?!
You can think I'm wrong, but that's no reason to quit thinking.
Are you comparing me to God? I mean, it’s great, but so you know, I’ve never made a tree.
Like I always say, there’s no ‘I’ in team. There’s a ‘me,’ though, if you jumble it up.
Treating illness is why we became doctors. Treating patients is actually what makes most doctors miserable.
This thing won me second place in the clinic’s weekly ‘Weirdest thing pulled out of an orifice’ contest.
Heart transplant. Immune system’s in the toilet, Mommy builds her little angel a John Travolta-quality bubble.
What else turns you on? Drugs? Casual sex? Rough sex? Casual rough sex? I’m a doctor, I need to know.

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So okay. I'll cut Grey's some slack, because IN THE BEGINNING, season 1 was totally cool, and Meredith Grey was totally adorable (cute face, cute eyes, cute body, and awesome lines.).

Example from the very first episode: ' I can't think of a single reason why I should be a surgeon, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose… there are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing, I love the playing field. '

Sure she's a little bit wordy compared to cutting edge in your face House-isms, but at least you could identify with what she's saying and you can actually go, 'yeah, yeah, she's got a point.'

And then at least, you've got Yang and Bailey's cut them deep lines like these to make up for the drawling, whiney pitch that Meredith's puts us through:

Bailey - I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one, don't bother sucking up. I already hate you, that's not gonna change.
Yang - You know, I know a liar when I see one because I am a liar.

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So anyway, the character Meredith Grey has regressed to a brainful of wtf-lame-liners, and the sucky thing about this stupid leading lady is how they insist that she's still THE STAR and therefore they have to subject people who can actually like Grey's Anatomy to torturous earfuls of Meredith's time-wasting voiceovers. Its okay if those stuff she dishes out at the beginning and ending of every episode makes sense. Yup. But when you are reduced to this kind of bull:

' You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true. '

I mean pardon me-lah, but WTF????

I love Yang, I love Bailey, heck, I love Addison Montgomery-Shepherd, and I love the rest of the doctor squad (hot, young, handsome and you wanna have lots more of them, despite how ridiculous it is that the doctors in Seattle Grace all sleep with each other)… but OMG how on earth did Meredith Grey become the leading lady is freaking beyond me.