Sunday, November 19, 2006

I got this "MALAYSIA BOLEH/BODOH" article from an Australian newspaper called The Age ( ) and the sad thing is, I totally agree with them...anyways, below is the excerpt....ENJOY ( as usual I have inserted some comments captioned in BLUE ):

"MALAYSIA'S been at it again, arguing about what proportion of the economy each of its two main races — the Malays and the Chinese — owns. It's an argument that's been running for 40 years ( The English would use the term "bunch of clods" here bro ).That wealth and race are not synonymous is important for national cohesion, but really it's time Malaysia grew up.It's a tough world out there and there can be little sympathy for a country that prefers to argue about how to divide wealth rather than get on with the job of creating it.

The long-held aim is for 30 per cent of corporate equity to be in Malay hands, but the figure that the Government uses to justify handing over huge swathes of public companies to Malays but not to other races is absurd. It bases its figure on equity valued, not at market value, but at par value.Many shares have a par value of say $1 but a market value of $12. And so the Government figure (18.9 per cent is the most recent figure) is a gross underestimate.

Last month a paper by a researcher at a local think-tank came up with a figure of 45 per cent based on actual stock prices. All hell broke loose. The paper was withdrawn and the researcher resigned in protest. Part of the problem is that he is Chinese. ( No surprises here bro )

"Malaysia boleh!" is Malaysia's national catch cry ( cry my arse...what fucking type of cry is that? you wouldn't hear me say it for all the whores in the world dude ). It translates to "Malaysia can!" and Malaysia certainly can. Few countries are as good at wasting money. It is richly endowed with natural resources and the national obsession seems to be to extract these, sell them off and then collectively spray the proceeds up against the wall.This all happens in the context of Malaysia's grossly inflated sense of its place in the world.Most Malaysians are convinced that the eyes of the world are on their country and that their leaders are world figures. This is thanks to Malaysia's tame media and the bravado of former prime minister Mahathir Mohamad. The truth is, few people on the streets of London or New York could point to Malaysia on a map much less name its prime minister or capital city.As if to make this point, a recent episode of The Simpsons features a newsreader trying to announce that a tidal wave had hit some place called Kuala Lumpur. He couldn't pronounce the city's name and so made up one, as if no-one cared anyway. But the joke was on the script writers — Kuala Lumpur is inland.

Petronas, the national oil company is well run, particularly when compared to the disaster that passes for a national oil company in neighbouring Indonesia. But in some respects, this is Malaysia's problem. The very success of Petronas means that it is used to underwrite all manner of excess.

The KLCC development in central Kuala Lumpur is an example. It includes the Twin Towers, the tallest buildings in the world when they were built, which was their point.It certainly wasn't that there was an office shortage in Kuala Lumpur — there wasn't.Malaysians are very proud of these towers. Goodness knows why. They had little to do with them. The money for them came out of the ground and the engineering was contracted out to South Korean companies.
They don't even run the shopping centre that's beneath them. That's handled by Australia's Westfield.
( HAHAHAHAHA...and here we are so freaking proud because Malaysia Boleh...Hvuck Me Dead )

Next year, a Malaysian astronaut will go into space aboard a Russian rocket — the first Malay in space. And the cost? $RM95 million ($A34.3 million), to be footed by Malaysian taxpayers ( SHIT!!! does that include poor me? I have been paying taxes every year without fail bro ). The Science and Technology Minister has said that a moon landing in 2020 is the next target, aboard a US flight. There's no indication of what the Americans will charge for this, assuming there's even a chance that they will consider it. But what is Malaysia getting by using the space programs of others as a taxi service? There are no obvious technical benefits, but no doubt Malaysians will be told once again, that they are "boleh". The trouble is, they're not. It's not their space program.
Back in July, the Government announced that it would spend $RM490 million on a sports complex near the London Olympics site so that Malaysian athletes can train there and "get used to cold weather".
But the summer Olympics are held in the summer. ( huuuuhh? what the fuck!!! )

So what is the complex's real purpose? The dozens of goodwill missions by ministers and bureaucrats to London to check on the centre's construction and then on the athletes while they train might provide a clue ( here we call it "makan lui"..loosely translated as on the take...HAHAHAHAHA ).
Bank bale outs, a formula one racing track, an entire new capital city — Petronas has paid for them all. It's been an orgy of nonsense that Malaysia can ill afford.Why? Because Malaysia's oil will run out in about 19 years. As it is, Malaysia will become a net oil importer in 2011 — that's just five years

So it's in this context that the latest debate about race and wealth is so sad.
It is time to move on, time to prepare the economy for life after oil. But, like Nero fiddling while Rome burned, the Malaysian Government is more interested in stunts like sending a Malaysian into space when Malaysia's inadequate schools could have done with the cash, and arguing about wealth distribution using transparently ridiculous statistics. That's not Malaysia "boleh", that's Malaysia "bodoh" (stupid)."

Kudos and credit to Micheal Backman ( email:, website )

Anyway, 2every1 his/her own......HAHAHAHAHA......Malaysia Bodoh...way to go brother. How I wish that you could bonk about certain obnoxious individuals who are forever present around me. Its because of Malaysia Bodoh's rule that forbids me to knock their fucking blocks off.....KUDOS again bro.

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Wednesday, November 15, 2006

English!!!! to some it might be a beautiful language but to others it might just be a boring medium of communication. With no offence meant, I would like to show the beauty of this language with a simple demonstration with the below illustration........


The answer is the word "STARTLING"

1st you remove the letter "L" and it becomes STARTING
next, remove the letter "T" and it becomes STARING
used for tying, remove the "A" and it transforms to STRING
take out the "R" and it will STING
out goes the "T" and it becomes SING
kick out the "G" which is a SIN
take out the"S" and it welcomes you IN
next inline is the"N" leaving us with an I

Anyway, its 2every1 his/her for me, every language has its own inner beauty. The question is how much we are willing to delve and explore in order for the hidden beauty to surface.

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5 + 5 + 5 = 550?

Any solution(s) to the above gross mathematical error? By the way, you must ONLY use ONE SINGLE line to solve the problem.

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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

I have been keeping this inside of me for quite sometime now.....can't hold it any longer...have to let it all out or I am going to explode...aaaarrrrggg!

It all started one fine and sunny day when a light bulb just lit by itself in my head...bling,bling!! I asked wifey " how about a drive up north to see the old lady ( my grandma ) ?".....""thats a good idea"said your mum as well....."ok" said I.

So started the eventful journey up north...happily cruising along with my family...not having a clue at all of the "thunderstorm" ahead. Arrived at my Grandma's after about 5 hours on the road. She was quite happy to see us.

All in all the old lady is generally ok but we can see that she's quite frail from age. We spent a night there before moving over to Penang for a 2 days stay. Put up at Naza Hotel because of some special previleges that I have there....moreover my kids love the place a has become like a 2nd home to them.

As usual, I took them to their favourite spots and shopping on the 2nd day. We stopped over at the Burmese and Siamese temple on the way back to pay our respects to my Grandpa and my beloved uncle. Their ashes were kept in cubicles located in a special building behind the main temple. Upon reaching the place I noticed that the new wing has been opened by the temple committee for "so called" advance booking. Knowing how much the old lady loved my departed uncle, I then proposed to my mum that we try to secure a place nearby for them to be together ( at least it won't be so lonely ). My mum said ok and I proceeded to the temple office to make the relevant inquiries. To my delight there was still places available near my uncle so i took the liberty to single out a suitable cubicle and proceeded to place a booking on it.

The general idea that I had was to have all the nephews and nieces to contribute towards the purchase of this cubicle. I foresee that there will be no problem seeing that most of us were already in the workforce. To be safe I called my northern Auntie and my God Sister for their opinion......imagine my joy when they said that it's a good idea to procure the cubicle for Grandma. We calculated that the cost of sharing would be around RM300-Rm400 per person. With that I proceeded to call each and everyone of my cousins ( those who I have their numbers ) and inform them of my intentions. My proposal was generally accepted and it was agreed that we try to cough up the moolah in 2 months time for the purchase of the cubicle.

ZZZeeeuuiit ...Fast forward 2 months in time......dialled a central zone number.....

"ring,ring....ring,ring" this ( deleted )? Hi, this is Jamie, I am calling you up in regards to the conversation we had 2 months back about Amah's ash storage it convenient for you guys to bank in the money to ( deleted ) account? She is helping us to liase with the temple committee on this matter.

"Hi Jamie, sorry to tell you but my ( forced to delete...fuck! ) is not happy about this arrangement. He says our money will be put to better use if we all contributed to the renewal of the Indonesian maid's license. In fact he is not at all happy that you took matters in your own hands and pressured everyone to pay"

HVUCK ME DEAD!!!!!! let me recap that statement "pressured everyone to pay?","took matters in your own hands?" by pointing a gun up their arse or by threatening to pump Sarin Gas up their arse? Aloooo...what was my MAIN intention? Don't tell me that by purchasing the cubicle we were all asking Grandma to go to heaven immediately right? Alooooooo....what age are we living in? the bloody medieval age or ice age? Luckily quite a number of my cousins agreed that my proposal did no harm and were in fact good in nature. They were afraid to speak out because of some individual who has a fiery temper...hey bro....I have a super temper too. By the way, lame excuses such as contributing to the maid's license just to bail someone's arse out of shit does not apply at this juncture ( i thought the guy was swimming in moolah? )

My mum and auntie were so pissed!!!! I told my them that its problemo...let everything be...astalavista baby. Pssssst...let you guys in on a secret...I hate this guy's guts since I was small.....always bullying us little tikes around...I wish to dear God that he would try bullying me around now ( my brother also would like to extend the same invitation to this guy ).

Anyway, to cut a long story short, a lot of us have since come to terms with the reality at hand. So be it if he thinks he is the "Special One". Let him bear for all the funeral expenses when the time comes. His famous quote is "I WILL NOT GET MY CHILDREN INVOLVED"....hahahahahahahaha! its like laughing gas up my arse! When you are old, lonely and dying beside the road then let me hear you say that bro. Everyone has to respect the elderly, no matter which part of the family hierachy you are in.....PERIOD. To me the rest is just cockamamy whachamacallit pure dogshit! I thought my Grandma also loved them unconditionally when they were little brats? Anyway, according to their ( deleted ), Grandma loved me most when I was small.....hey, talk about jealousy in the family. What could I do then, what could I do now....let the particular individual lick my arse to quell his jealousy?

Well, the damaged has been done and cannot be undone no matter what. I pity my mum and auntie who has to take the brunt of this individual's I wish that he come and bug me instead of much for wishful thinking. Hey, I was even willing to pay on my ( deleted ) behalf if they were not convenient at that particular point in time and paying me back by interest free RM50 monthly installment is fine with me. Sad to say that this offer has since expired with all that has happened as most of us are paupers now. We have no choice but to rely on the ever righteous "SPECIAL ONE" for whatever expense that may come.

2every1 his/her own..........we are all waiting for when the time comes. Don't mean to be mean ( what a statement "don't mean to be mean"...hahahaha )but the time will come for each and everyone of us right? It's just how prepared and level headed are we to face it.

I would be glad to further elaborate but this blog's capacity wouldn't be able to handle it. Cheerios dudes and dudettes! FYI, I will be going up north this coming Friday to see my beloved Grandma....YAHOOOOOOOOO!

Author's note:
Please be advised that any resemblance to the living or dead was done INTENTIONALLY. He also says that most of you has his number, call him if the need arises..... GET READY TO RUUUUUMMMBLE...IT'S ARSE WHIPPIN TIME!!!!!

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