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So I have opinions

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So sue me.

Some idiot called davidmonash@gmail.com commented on my previous post (yes it's an opinionated post) and 'taunted' (can't find any other word to describe his comment) me with this question

' Why were you not there to lent support to TBH’s family? Were you at Klana Jaya yesterday????'

I haven't been a bitch on this blog in recent years but since I am up to it right now (I am pregnant, so sue me already), here goes the list of things I'm dying to say.

1. You stupid idiot, its not Klana Jaya. Its KELANA JAYA. Doh.
2. I am pregnant you stupid idiot, I faint at crowded events.
3. I am a BN traitor in disguise, or didn't you know already doh.
4. I so happen to be pro MACC, doh that's why I never go to the Kelana event.
5. I still think @limkitsiang was very disrespectful towards TBH's family with all this tweeting during the funeral, and I AM NOT THE ONLY one.
6. I think you are damn stupid so next time get a brain before you comment.
7. Stupid idiot.

*So I have opinions. So I voted for DAP (because I voted for Teresa Kok, but it doesn't mean that I blindly support every single thing my voted party does. I think Lim Kit Siang is an ass sometimes. I think Ronnie Liu's behavior needs a lot of cleaning up. I happen to feel that those folks in PAS / PKR and DAP need a lot of growing up before they can eventually take over BN's reign in this universe we know as Malaysia. Why? I cannot write about it izzit? You mean I have to worship the ground that any PR representative walks on, even if they slip and fall, and leave a trail of shit behind? You mean I'm supposed to SHUT UP if they make a fatal mistake?

I am quite sure that they appreciate some kind of constructive feedback from the ground. Especially on the simple, decent things, like: do not tweet incoherently, and do not keep on updating readers on the unnecessary. Respect the context, and experience the experience that is necessary. Stop fiddling around with your handphones during a funeral.

Cannot izzit?

Stupid David person there. Go grow a brain lah.

Anger Management

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I am one of those people who are exceedingly upset at how a young man can die in custody. One of those who demand an explanation, an inquiry into the situation, a proper answer from the authorities that be, a sincere and at least, some kind of remorseful response from the people at MACC (btw, did you see the way that MACC person spoke during the press conference? – dah sampai ada orang mati terjun bangunan dah, masih nak lagak sombong).

So let me be very clear on this: I am appalled and extremely saddened by this tragedy, and each time I write about how stupid our government is, I openly state that do not support the current powers that be.

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However, today I think some people in the PR governments and administration have to really do some anger management training lor. Especially this very senior veteran who has so many fans since the recent years, Sdr @limkitsiang (Twitter handle necessary because his tweets are getting exceedingly childish and insensitive).

If you're on Twitter, and you follow some politicians like @khairyj and @limkitsiang, you'll start to have a sense of proximity to these activists, and you start to gain some sense of respect (and disrespect) and admiration for whatever they're doing. Since the TBH tragedy, and especially during the whole funeral procession however, @limkitsiang is annoying as hell, because, I can't, for the love of God, accept and respect a grandfather with decades of experience in the political rubbish that defines Malaysia who keeps on tweeting every freaking two minutes during the poor man's funeral.

Examples in point:

Anwar arrives w PKR leaders 2pay last respectsabout 1 hour ago from mobile web  

    

 

Have 2hold back tears in DAP cec last respectsabout 1 hour ago from mobile web

 

    

PASVice president n MP Sallehuddin arrives last respect on behalf of PAS leadershipabout 1 hour ago from mobile web

    

 

Relatives n friends massed in front of cortege paying last respectsabout 1 hour ago from mobile web

    

 

Over thousand people in tears or redeyed over dastardly tragedy which shld not have happenedabout 2 hours ago from mobile web

 

 

There's this thing I have to say: if you can't hold back the tears, then let them flow. Don't lah find time to click your mobile phone and start talking about how sad you are. It's a funeral, and you're supposed to be there to be reflective, and pay YOUR RESPECTS. We're already rallied behind you. Don't push it. (If its the Pol Sec doing it, then its time to grow up and be smart about your releases.)

This thing about me.

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By now my constant 'I am hungwee' tweets would have catapulted in the obvious deduction – yes I am having something growing inside of me which will pop out (God willing) as a wailing baby, just about 6 – 7 months from now.

Now before you take out the champagne for the popping and go 'congratulations darling', (which many have done already), I must say that this new 'state of existence' has increased by trifold the fears and worries for the future (as much as I claim to be enamoured by the idealism of living in the 'now'). I am yet to enter my second trimester and as they have warned us new, excited and wide-eyed mommies to be, 'ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!'

Already I am breaking taboo by breaching 'the vow of silence before you hit four months'. Currently 12 weeks old and constantly starving, my rationale to do this, right here, right now, is so that I can officially lay claim to the greatest joy of being a pregnant woman: 'I AM QUEEN and THOU SHALL ALWAYS DO MY BIDDING – MUAHAHAHHA'.

We are seeing my o.b. again this Saturday for the third time, and *Lord have mercy on us* so we are constantly praying for good health and a normal baby. I have no idea whether baby is going to be a Paul or a Sophie (see, we've got the names ready!), but we've already gotten  lots of hand-me-downs, mostly red, pink and very girly.

After this, I suppose, will be the change in the way I talk and the way I blog, so there will be a very different tone to the things around here. Alas, I will be no longer the whimsical, romantic, beautiful woman my words used to suggest – today I'm officially entering into the category of practical, motherly, glowingly plump pregnant darling (and I think that's a good thing).

I shall end this by saying that my hubby Eric is extremely pleased by my blossoming twins (yes have they blossomed) and he loves the idea of Nursing Bras. As he exclaimed when he saw me purchasing them (for try-ons) the other time, 'Oh wow, they should make this type of bras from the start – so easily accessible!'

Oh yes, aren't we getting extremely open with my physicalities these days?

Lessons from my faith

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1. My faith commands me to love my neighbour, my enemies, as my own flesh.
2. My faith tells me that when I pray, I should close the door, and not make a huge show about it.
3. My faith doesn't force me to do things I don't want to do.
4. My God is a loving God.
5. My preachers, my religious mentors, tell me that we're here on earth to love creation, and love everything in this world.
6. My faith tells me I cannot say things like, 'my religion is better than yours..' and God knows, I struggle a lot, especially when.
7. Things like this happen.
8. And articles like this appear.
9. The tenets of my faith tells me that when such 'persecution' occurs, we are to pray and turn the other cheek. Oh boy, right now, it is such a struggle, such a struggle.
10. Be silent, and know that there is a God.

Al-Islam, you are very, very fortunate that Malaysia claims Islam as the official religion. Probably that fortune has misled you into believing that you and your type of people, can do as you please. Imagine if a Christian magazine, sent 'investigative journalists' into your mosques on Friday, dressed as Muslims, pretending to pray like Muslims, and then coming out to do a three-page piece centred around FEAR and BLAME. What would happen?

In my experience, I think this would necessarily occur immediately: the magazine will be banned. The authors be sent to jail. Your people, many many people, will march to the streets, claiming 'justice', and shouting 'God is Great' in your claimed language.

However, you are also fortunate, in the sense that (my religion is better than yours), because my faith tells me, FEAR is a sin. BLAME is a convenient way to escape responsibility. My faith tells me, true faith happens in quiet confidence. Because of that, you will never see investigative Christians pretending to be Muslims and running undercover in Mosques, trying to protect Christian children from becoming Muslims.

Even that famous 'convert', the Late Michael Jackson, said: 'We are all part of God's big family.'

So why on earth are you so scared?

I pity you, you fearful souls. What suffering you must be enduring to have to resort to such low, and disgusting techniques.

Stupid Government

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The truth is, I have never been so blatantly upfront about how I feel towards the bunch of chickens up there who call themselves the government.

But looky, here, after a few weeks of super 'intellectual' sounding but wholly pointless discussions of 'whether we should continue to teach Science and Maths in English or not', they come up with the 'Ok let's reverse the whole policy' decision, and include in a so-called comfort clause, 'but we will increase contact hours for English.

The vital questions: Compulsory Pass for SPM? No comment, not yet, later only decide.

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I don't know about you, but as far as I know, where problems arise, you find a way to resolve the problem. Which means that, in the first place, the reason why the policy of 'let's teach Maths and Science in English' came up, was because we have successfully churned out a generation of half-past six idiots who have no inkling about the importance of grammar, and proper writing skills, who pass their exams anyway, get their straight As anyway, and then proceed to wail and cry when the government denies them golden opportunities to study Medicine on a JPA ticket.

So that was the problem. And they came up with a solution. The solution was to teach the  two very important subjects of Maths and Science in English.

A few years later, we realize, aiyak, problem masih ada. So… if you review the success of a solution in action, and you realize the problem is not resolved, what do you do?

In problem solving processes, UNCLE/AUNTY dalam kerajaan Malaysia, my lecturer tells me, that you need to think of improvements to the solution. Or ANOTHER SOLUTION.

Not freaking reversal to condition A, which was the root of the problem in the first place.

And no, 'extra contact hours' will not resolve the issue, you dungu-dungu dalam kerajaan Malaysia.

Press conference for what? Waste time only. Gone gone gone.