The End... Hopefully

"Beasts" - the word used in the beginning of the report regarding how a businessman and his family treated their maid/domestic helper. Stringing her to a ceiling fan? Just stop all these nonsense and treat people with respect. Over the years, we've had reports of abuse in the most unimaginable way. "Incensed" - the word to describe my feelings.

What do these people (the employer of course) think they (themselves) are? How could one human treat another human in such manner? Do they think that they pay for the service as well as for extra services like a pinata? I've seen how these maids (most of whom are mothers coming here to earn money to send home) are treated. Sadists.

So, calling all bosses: Put your money to better use and if you really need a domestic helper by all means hire one. I said hire and not buy. You don't own them. They have their dignity. They didn't sell their soul and body for your money. They have mouths to feed back home. Apart from these people, there's another group - the foreign workers.

Why is it that these workers are treated contemptibly? Don't they deserve more than what they're currently paid? It is the employers that are suppose to look after their welfare; especially at the work place. Promoting and enhancing occupational safety and health doesn't cover higher-paid employees only but also these workers.

Am not here to denigrate the rich here but I refuse see the half-filled cup. It's true that there are foreigners committing crime but aren't we practicing what we shun - stereotype? Don't we despise people who stereotype based on skin colours? You there, at the top, please stop putting your feet on the heads of those below you. I, for one, would be condemned by my conscience day and night for living off the hardship of others.

So, as blind and deaf as you will be, give them what they deserve for they aren't hired to entertain you and be on the receiving end of your wrath - or the twisted entertainment you have in mind. Keep your fetishes to yourselves and don't find joy in the suffering of others - your hired workers or your subordinates. Don't be deceived; nobody ever buy their way out of a punishment. Never.

With that, I bid everyone a Happy New Year and let's hope we hear less of such things. Personally, I hope to hear more lobbying for laws to protect foreign workers. So elected reps, stop bickering on which car to use for official purposes.

Observe and behold...

Picture an old man (Gandalf if you like), halfway through 70 years of age, sitting in a small hut overlooking a lake and surrounded by weathered rocks. From that somewhat vantage point, he'd see the mountains miles to the north. Here, he'd be lulled by the chirps of a flock of swiftlets and the faint sound of a crashing waterfall. The walking stick lay nearby, the carvings on the handle nearly smoothed - a parallel of the man's journey in life. Long and hard with valuable experience.

He sipped his tea. The hot water stung his mouth, it was good. He recalled the parting almost a decade ago. But they promised to be back to see him. Today is the day. He picked up a stack of papers, crudely fashioned into a book by stringing the pages together. It contained many things the old man saw all his life. He noticed the pages are fast running out.

He began grinding the ink stick on the ink stone. I have the Four Treasures of the Study ready, he said to himself whilst shifting his focus from the ink stick and the ink stone to the brush and the stack of papers.

He began writing, from the top down, on one of the pages to test the consistency of the ink:

文
房
四
寶

(Four Treasures of the Study)

Good. Old habit of the man to try out newly-prepared ink. Now, he'll write what he observed since he came here a week ago. The various trees and especially the bamboo gave him a very good idea. The leaves falling from the branches are the most gracious - spiralling down gently. The mirror of my life, thought the old man. This one's about my sons, for my sons. He wrote:

落
葉
歸
根

(Falling leaves return to their roots)

He let down his ivory-stalked brush and finished the tea. I'll lie down for a while. The boatman will ferry my sons here soon and I'll be able to see them again, to pass them the book. He closed his eyes, smiling. The breeze continues to blow gently; swirling and gathering the leaves...

Someone shared the "falling leaves" phrase with me but like all non-Mandarin speaking Chinese, they're like ancient runes to me until she elucidated the meaning to me. Well, it sounded meaningful and great to me. Which got me thinking: These sayings are derived from observations; be it nature or otherwise and often, it's profound and exude some "wise-full-of-wisdom" aura to me. Idioms we call them and though I may not understand them at first, once the explanations follow then these four-character idioms or Chengyu really applies.

We're so busy now. No time for all these. No time to observe things in life and to write them down. If I were lazy, I wouldn't know that some names like Beijing, Nanjing, and Yunnan are derived from their location and geography. Or that Heilongqiang is derived from the mythical dragon. Funny or ridiculous you may think of these folks but I find them interesting.

So, take time and look around. You may well come up with a saying of yours. No, no prize for What goes up must come down. Good day!

Christmas Today

Everyone knows it's Christmas today but I meant to say Christmas today. So, time change huh? Everyone accepts a celebration but not the essence of it. They embrace it as a way of life but not the meaning behind it. My Christmas day was a very ordinary one since mom was hospitalized two days before so it's home and hospital.

Among the many headlines in today's copy of The Star, this one is relevant "Revelers turn rowdy in Penang; at least three arrested by 1am" - kind of. Along with that report are the pictures below, juxtaposed to show the different events held last night. Note the shiny props in the picture on the right are not Santa's hats nor are they reindeer antlers but horns.

No, not being judgemental here since I detest sanctimony too but churches should do more to share the real meaning of Christmas. I laud the move by some to hold dramas and presentations for the public. Guess I need to do more myself too. So, different interpretation of the meaning of Christmas. One commemorates the birth of Christ (of course it isn't on the 25th of December) and another calls for booze and party on the streets.

For a good read, head on over to here.

Be blessed with love and peace, people! Blessed Christmas!

Reassess and Strengthen

The the gist of the Prime Minister's Christmas message to all Malaysians is to reassess and strengthen racial understanding. Good one sir. We'd have to ensure that happens not only during the festivities but at all times.

Elected representatives, pay heed. You're put there in Parliament not to be communal heroes by bringing up matters aiming to heat up the House. Be responsible for your words and for those with unbridled tongues, do consider changing and put it at the top of your New Year's resolution. Know, too, that criticism doesn't kill you. Don't put on suits but speak like an uneducated person.

For those out of touch, I hope the words poverty and corruption do light up the unlit bulbs up there. Also, it isn't the type of cars nor the engine capacities that determine if you'd do your job so stop the bickering and get down to work. You don't need big cars to move around. Some roads are too narrow too you see.

Lastly, Christmas wish to the leaders of the country. Remember that love and peace are the essence so have a blessed one. New Year is another week so time flies and there might be another general election coming our way.

Reassess your policies and goal as well as strengthen your mental faculties so that debates in the august house are first class. Cheerio!

Ghostbusters

It's a bit unusual that I post a lyric here from the unmistakable song of the Ghostbusters. Got a call a while ago and the caller on the other side of the line was kind of worried and all. After all, who wouldn't after moving to a foreign place. So, this one goes out to those away from home.

On a more serious note, when you're afraid call out to God. Jesus promised to be with you always, even unto the end of the world (Matt. 28:20). So pray and stick to Him.

The following, by Ray Parker Jr., was taken from here.

If there's something strange
in your neighborhood
Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

If there's something weird
and it don't look good
Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I ain't afraid of no ghosts

If you're seeing things
running through your head
Who can ya call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

An invisible man
sleeping in your bed
Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I ain't afraid of no ghosts

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

If ya all alone
pick up the phone
and call
GHOSTBUSTERS

I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I here it likes the ghost
I ain't afraid of no ghost
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

If you've had a dose of a
freaky ghost baby
Ya better call
GHOSTBUSTERS

Lemme tell ya something
Bustin' makes me feel good!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts
I ain't afraid of no ghosts

Don't get caught alone no no

GHOSTBUSTERS

When it comes through your door
Unless you just want some more
I think you better call
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

I think you better call
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

I can't hear you
Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

Louder
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who can ya call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

Who ya gonna call?
GHOSTBUSTERS

Blessed Christmas

Christmas greetings to Narumiya-san in Tokyo, friends and family. Have a great one and be blessed in the New Year too. The following piece is taken from The Obnoxious 5xmom's post, 1 Corinthians 13 at Christmas. Figured that it may be an apt reminder with five days to go:

If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love to my family, I’m just another decorator.

If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family, I’m just another cook.

If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family, it profits me nothing.

If I trim the tree with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir’s cantata but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.

Love stops the cooking to hug the child.

Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.

Love is kind, though harried and tired.

Love doesn’t envy another’s home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.

Love doesn’t yell at the kids to get out of the way.

Love doesn’t give only to those who are able to give in return but rejoices in giving to those who can’t.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails. Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust.

But giving the gift of love will endure.

Scrumptious Lunch and Dinner

What was served during lunch and that same to be served for dinner...

"Let not anyone rob you of your rights. Your right to love and the right of joy"

-JCynic

"Return what was done to you tenfold; be swift and severe so that the end is
injurious and desolate"

-JCynic

"Take what you need and bow to no one; for gone were the days when meekness pays"

-JCynic

"Smile if you must, but never let your guard down. Play the game of pretence
and perfect it by bringing a major destruction - a conflagration."

-JCynic

Ah, four wonderful courses that are sure to satiate even the most demanding of tastebuds. Pardon the ranting but excess energy needs to be channelled away.

No Artificial Colouring. Preservatives Needed.

First off, one needs to be blind (figuratively) so that the first part of the sentence qualifies as true. Let's look at the second part. Not much are being done/planned to preserve what we have today and to forge ahead to achieve what there is to achieve.

One would say, "See? We have this bill (or here) and that Act." But are these being carefully and fairly debated? Are there loopholes or missing aims? Is the soon-to-be-set-up commission really an independent one? Quoting a minister: "...absolute power corrupts absolutely". I can't help but think that phrase reflected the events of March 8. Then there's the Race Relations Act which, on conjecture, may be used to prevent any open and mature dialogues as well as to shut up blog posts deemed inflammatory. If that is so, we already have (existing) laws against such a thing.

Remember that punishments are never meted out fairly and as Azmi Sharom aptly summarizes:

"...my main concerns are three-fold: an equal opportunities law will not work in a legal system with an institutionalised system of discrimination; the application of laws in this country does not appear to be fair; and there is always the possibility that a Malaysian Race Relations Act will serve only to chip away the few chances we have at any sort of mature public dialogue.
We have problems in this country. Perhaps the way forward is to openly debate such matters in an intelligent fashion.
It is not speech which causes problems after all; it is the irresponsible few who threaten people with violence and fire bombs who are the real threat.
And we have laws aplenty to deal with such elements.
That is, if those laws are ever used against the real
perpetrators."

My friend Paul from The Philippines said of his country:

"I'm really hoping that in our presidential­ elections on 2010, there will be a soul who would be a caring father/mothe­r to our country. What we need now is a parent figure who will see this country's best interests.

I hope things are better there in Malaysia. After all, I've always seen your country as a good example of a country that has transcended through time and has rapidly improved in many years.

I've had the privilege of touring your country several times
and i can't tell you enough how lucky you really are to have such a good
countrysure there are also skirmishes on the side but the things you call bad in
there are already some of the good points of the situation here.

Sigh, I really hope change would happen soon."

Others are still able to make the good out of the current situation in Malaysia and I surely hope that the remnants of good feelings and the muhibbah dan perpaduan which we proudly preach and try to uphold these years be well preserved. Now, let me tell you that I'm sick of the kettle calling the pot black - putting the blamea on the other group, thinking one is so clean and sincere. Like in Paul's case, people do get sick of rhetorics and here, we show them the door - the corrupts, bigots, racists, sexists and the like.

So, add preservatives if you want but do it with a sincere heart. We welcome all things beneficial for the country. After all, there's no place like home. And by home I meant Malaysia.

Silver Screen of Life

We were in Paris where Ratatouille cooks
And then across 16 Blocks to evade crooks
We then jumped upon Jack Bauer in Mirrors
And thence partaking in a Coffin ritual that gave us shivers

All is well and we travelled to Madagascar too
Many more were planned but now flushed down the loo
It'd be some time before we travel
Or maybe never will - time unravel

Before anyone Bolt-ed into conclusion
And call this a packed Body of Lies
Let's not give in to recrimination
Rather, cherish what we once had in the good times

The Day the Earth Stood Still
Happens not because of my will
Rather, I just never will be perfect
For your love for me to be a fact

I thought I know All About Women
Not making the distinction between Angels and Demons
To The Uninvited aboard the ship
Hire Watchmen; an advice you should heed
For I'm all Fired Up for retribution, it ain't spurious
Make no mistake, it'll come Fast and Furious

Formidable weaponry

Words,
Piercing or edifying
To consolidate or to destroy
To sadden or to comfort
To humiliate or to make proud

Actions,
Hurting or nursing
Depressing or uplifting
Court enemies or make friends
Definitely speak louder than words

Words and actions,
Could send you to the sky's limit
Or down to the bottomless pit
Be careful of every decisions made
And take thou, responsibility in their wake

Irrashaimase: A Note to Visitors

You know who you are *winks*

Just a quick one. Thank you very much for the comments, read private message, that was sent to me. Appreciate the thoughts and of course the valuble input to certain things. To the many Anonymous-es out there, thank you for sharing your feelings on certain things close to my heart i.e. my school.

It's difficult to reply and explain certain things since in the first place, the comments are actually private messages so I'd respect that they weren't sent with the intention to be published. It'd be nice to leave a nom de plume or even an e-mail - the latter seemed to much to ask for. And yes, you write well so it's sort of a waste to have rejected it.

A big thank you to you guys/gals. Now, back to watching Death Note.

Human Rights Day

It's the 60th anniversary since the Universal Declaration of Human Rights in 1948. I'm afraid that all these fanfare and enlightenment applies only to the West. Ever wondered why Westerners/colonial masters treated us with much inferiority? Five thousand years of civilization amounted to nothing today. How many heed or abide by what's right and fair? Don't mention Zimbabwe. The situation here at home isn't too nice.

Don't we dare to compare with Singapore or Japan or any other countries (it's shameful what we did weeks ago regarding the crime rate).

We often hear leaders say: Democracy is alive and well. Who gives a damn about basic rights? Nobody - as far as the powers that be are concerned.

Lastly, Happy 60th Anniversary to the UNDHR and Happy 51st to Malaysia. More needs to be done, no?

Nankurunaisa

Sudden twitching of the eyelids
A momentary lapse of concentration
In that short time span I was freed
From criticism, judgment, and humiliation

As if like you, a deep sleep beckons me
To shut out everything, everyone; all and sundry
For the path is long, the end blurred
I have not your resolve, vision obscured

It all began in Okinawa
And thence to the world wide and far
Good and bad times in Vietnam, London, and Russia
To observing sunset aboard a San Francisco cable car

Has it been three years or thirty years?
Since you came and allay my fears
Of snakes and of the unknown
“Tatakae!”, you’d say and all doubts are gone

Till the very end you smiled
Warm embrace along the coastal road
The moonshine and sea breeze seemed to have you lulled
The imposing sea stack and cloud; ominousness forebode

Nay, like you I’d be firm
Be calm, collected and focused
I’ll fight and live – with a smile – for a better morrow
Holding to my, our’s, watchword: Nankurunaisa

Inspired by the life of Otonashi Saya. My gratitudes to the Miyagusuku family: George, Kai, and Riku.

Christmas Greeting from a Malaysian

Look what I found on the My Little Scrapbook section of Malaysia Today:

Tonight
I bought my daughter
A Christmas tree

It was indeed
Her first Christmas tree
Her eyes went shining
Smiled happily
Felt she was lucky

To all our friends
Our Christian friends
It’s a joy we are sharing

We don’t know how
To decorate the tree
But surely enjoy
Such festivity

Merry Christmas
From another
Muslim family

By: Sisa Fajar

Lesson Umpteenth: Here we go again

See what I said? Now tragedy struck (fortunately not in Penang) but haven't we heard this phrase before: "Enough is enough, no more permits. Immediate stop-work order." What's next? Everyone quieten down and the bulldozers are alive again. Come to think of it, I still hear rock-blasting nearby my place.

Lessons are painful aren't they? But it hurts more when similar tragedies repeat and show us how little we, or rather, the ones giving out permits learnt from the past. Then the developers come; having dollar signs all over the place but refusing to accept that they're killing the environment and the balance thereof. Not to mention, majority of hillside/seaside projects doesn't undergo the Environmental Impact Assessment.

It's belated, overdue, "expiry-dated" that any developments by the hills/seas/or anywhere else that threatens the environment and ecosystem be stopped and future ones flushed down the toilet.

We'll see this time if all these are no-action-talk-only.

Don't

Speak not, to me, with judgemental tongue
Look not, at me, with skewed visions
Think not, of me, with dirty thoughts
Treat me not, with a cold demeanor
   befitting a criminal
For that isn't what parent and friends are
   made for.

Speak not, hurtful vindictive words, to me
Look not, for destructive schemes, aimed at me
Think not, of sowing discord and dissension, around me
Treat me not, falsely, for you aren't
   Dr Jekyll or My Hyde
These aren't reasons parents and friends are
   around for.

Rather,

Speak to me, directly, out of care and concern
Look at me, as a person that I am
Think of me, as one entity having exclusive space
Treat me, like how you ought to treat me
For in that way, I'd feel appreciated
   and you're worth my time and attention.

Sanctimony ga dai-kirai desu. Corrections anyone?

Friends: Some are, the rest are fiends

The oft-repeated phrase "you need friends, they're important" came up around me recently. After some deliberation, I come to a conclusory resolve that I don't need anymore than I already have right now. I'd like to keep it at a manageable number so that none would be left out. I'd remember their birthdays and remembered to text them or call them up every now and then; a sign of a good friend eh? The rest? They're merely colleagues, coursemates, and lab mates whom, upon meeting them, I greeted with much respect. Like how I'd like others to treat me, I'd do what I want others to do unto me.

Many times, I've experienced that a large group of people in one place laughing over food doesn't equals to a lasting bond. It was pointed out by one friend, Jiwan, to me on our way home. "Empty", he said. "What's after that? Are they available when truly needed?" he added. I concurred; quality being my preference over quantity. I have one classmate pointing out to me just how many friends she has. Wow! I thought to myself. I'm no longer that naive person now. I've met with countless scenarios showing just how fake and superficial the ones called friends are. They're people who'd lie to us between their teeth without batting the eyelids. They're people who JUDGE you. People who CONDEMN you in the most delicate manner but it's condemning all the same. People who'd come to you when in need; and being the nice person we'd never put them down. They're people who'd come to you proposing a meal but you know why they aren't doing it then but only doing it now - motives.

This isn't just a random ranting out of sheer boredom. We don't just meet over coffee alfresco for the sake of meeting up. We don't just hang out just for the sake of filling up the monthly quota of did-I-bond-with-my-friends? Bonding doesn't just come from there. It's not something we'd achieve in 6 months or so. What's after that? Graduation and the trail grows cold. Good friends now became Hi-Bye friends later. These are mockery and an insult to the word friend and friendship. It's so overrated nowadays. The phrase "I have a friend" seems to be an overstatement without true understanding or the reliving thereof.

Having a large quantity of friends doesn't guarantee happiness or fulfillment. Rather, I see most people who 1) say I needed more friends and 2) has lots of friends; lonely people desperate to find that true friend. To live and experience that bond between two person.

Next, the signs of a superficial friend is one who thinks that he/she doesn't want to "disturb" a couple. In other words, when he/she is romantically attached the next time, be sure that this person would just shut others out of his/her relationship. So much for being a friend eh? I have a friend who doesn't mind that but she does show some signs of "I-don't-want-to-be-a-lamp-post" every now and then. Well, I call her cockroach (out of affection that is; and I know she's reading this).

When the arms are of different length

Though it's not stated anywhere but a mere verbal kind of rule, no boy and girl are allowed to stay overnight for work in the lab for fear some fella's dirty thoughts will manifest themselves in the dead of the night.

Whilst some aren't too happy about the fatwa concerning them, I'm not that glad either being policed by these moral guardians of sort. It's not that I just love to go against a ruling but if it (enforcements) were carried out fairly, then I have nothing to utter.

Imagine, these guys have the time, energy and resources to patrol the buildings at night, hoping on some lucky night, to jump upon a couple performing steamy experiments: the ones that involve the reaction of acyl chlorides with air and also the combustion of potassium nitrate; both of which produce some kind of fume and smoke.

I'm not discounting the fact that other versions of chemistry doesn't occur at all but c'mon, you have other time, space and opportunity to exercise your authority. By all means, form a snoop squad and come catch immoral students but do the same for others too.

They said, if it's a rule it's a rule. Has smoking been allowed in the campus perimeter? I tell you, that one thing have been the bane of study life for most, if not all, students. I know for sure none will be able to stand not smoking all day. Ok, eye closed. Go do it by the lake, field, car park but not the cafeteria.

It's true that USM is going green, promoting health and all; that also focusing mainly on the environment. Once, I posted a comment on the blog of the Healthy Campus coordinator under the post titled "Say NO to Plastic Bags":

Dr. Lee & Co.,
Whilst I wholeheartedly support the varsity's NO PLASTIC BAGS drive as well as the NO STYROFOAM's (kudos to the actions taken like imposing the use of paperfood container), I question the silence on your part regarding cigarette smoking. It may not be an environmental sort of "problem", so to speak, but isn't it an irony if we preach health and cleanliness and yet students are breathing in second hand smoke especially in the cafeteria around the campus? As far as I know (or has rule been changed?) the campus perimeter is supposed to be smoke-free but why then the blatant disregard of [sic] the rules? If the high-spirited security personnel are all out enforcing other rules of the varsity, why then the two eyes closed scenario? Is the silence meant to protect and pacify a population of the university's smoking staff? I'm proud to see USM doing well and always reaching higher but something has to be done about this matter - especially after drastic measures have been taken to reduce the use of styrofoam, and now, plastic bags.

25 July 2008 09:49

Serious stuff. No plastics. No white coffin (styrofoam). Fantastic stuff. Real actions. What about no smoking? All I see are posters. I don't see them use ONLY posters to get the "NO plastics" message across. They implement it. Encourage bringing food containers. Mandatory use of cardboard food packages by stall operators. These are thing you can't do on smokers. So? Sit quietly and forget about it? Make full use of the security personnel. They have a ball of a time flagging down cars whilst selectively allowing some through and not to mention they way they spoke to you. I'd say it's a rather limited view to see the excessive use of plastics as a "Health" issue but not others.

Nothing is fair I know that but you got to be kidding me if you aim high yet you don't know how to manage things such as these. Talk about being good stewarts to the millions of ringgit in funding.

Biasa-lah. Who cares? I'm not a member of the Senate. Who am I to speak up on such issue? [Wonder to this day why doesn't the coordinator push on this issue instead of dwelling on plastics ans all] That's the disease affecting the higher-ups in this country. They couldn't be bothered by all these, even if it's wrong. These things are minor stuff. They're more concerned of how they look on the outside. It's just the same with our country. Deceiving oneself into thinking that we look great but in the eyes of others, a laughing stock. What's in the name of a status: Apex, Bestari, Wawasan when all these things function not to drive us in the right direction instead into perpetual blindness.

*Back to listening Koibito Doushi - Jyukai*

Be united and stay strong

My prayers and condolences to the people of India, especially to the people of Mumbai for the carnage that happened the day before. Stay strong and stay unified. God bless.

Also, praying that Hema Kasipillay is safe wherever she may be right now.

Mere Titles

Ah, tiring morning. Another 10 hours or so before I head home. Which got me thinking: people do change especially when they're at the - perceived - top. Be it in society, rich list, smart list, or anything that signifies glory and power.

We've heard things and we've seen things. We've seen how two person openly quarrelled, okay I've seen that. I've met people who - on their way towards the apex - treats everyone else as just another... doormat. Yes, doormat. Some appear to be wise and respectable but their very actions just seem to undo all the regards and admiration others have for them.

These are people who sat next to us way back in primary school; got into trouble with the discipline master in secondary school; a one-time love rival in Form Six; and one who studied, ate, and slept (on different bed of course) together with us. Then, tadaa, they're Dr. so-and-so, Datuk and Nenek, and you know-lah, people with titles. Might. Influence.

Suddenly, they're not the Ah Beng or Sor Chai you'd known for the past 20 years or so. They speak differently, dress smarter, smell better, and drive bigger and faster cars. One thing betrayed them though: their attitude. Some may well camouflaged it but for some, it's obvious. Selfishness. Bloatedness (the head that is). Tilted nose. And it goes on.

Conclusion? All these titles of respect doesn't carry any weight. People wouldn't respect you for your actions. There's this word called pariah. Crude and searing it may well sound but for one who thinks they're so superior, then this may just be the word to describe you in the same breath people address you by your title.

Dignified? Think again. These titles and accolades comes with the thing called humility and modesty. It comes with the knowledge that you're as human as anyone else. Well, a tad smarter and more privileged that's all.

Cold War and Frozen Minds

There should be an intellectual renaissance to open up and liberate the minds of students, and this should start in the universities, said Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak.
“Our education system must chan­ge. Our children are just not curious enough. They must be curious about the world. They must ask questions,” the Deputy Prime Minis­­ter said.
He cited a question at his daughter’s university that asked if the Cold War had ended, a question which even he would have difficulty answering.

The Star, Nov 14, 2008

So at last someone's talking about that huh? Then, walk the talk. Make sure we're not penalize when we speak up. You can have liberalized mind just for academic purposes can you? To be liberalized, I believe, is to be able to see things in perspective and not be biased towards the crowd favourite. We shouldn't be cowed into accepting completely/blindly policies and implementations by the government right? Then the AUKU must go. Or if it's not possible (never will be), then review it.

To be curious about the world eh? Are you people in Putrajaya ready to answer our queries and satisfy our curious minds? Are you ready for criticism or will you use the ISA? If you speak of liberalization, it's more than just for academic purposes. Can you open up the market and expect international traders not to influence the Ringgit?

As I suspected, even if this liberalization do occur, it'll be nothing more than a partial one. Half-hearted. Lukewarm.

Allow me to digress to ponder on an interesting question. Has the Cold War ended? I'd say yes since the collapse of the Soviet Union but judging from today's events, the tension is always present. North Korea, Iran, China, India, and now US-Eastern Europe-Russia. The latter being attributed to the proposal to set up a missile defence installation to be placed in Eastern Europe (Poland and Czech Republic). The Russian responded that they'd take some sort of military action if it goes ahead. The Cold War has ended but even so, there's always tension between the two. Although the active espionage, propaganda, military coalition, and weapons development activities that marked the Cold War era are absent, there are some going on below the radar. Everyone today is racing to be superior in economy and a recognized military might.

Coming back, I tend to agree with Datuk Seri that the education system here is merely for the sake of passing exam. It's normal to hear sophomore student saying, "I studied that before but forget already". No one bothered to look up anything other than the ones involved directly in an assignment to get the highest grade. Sometimes, the lecturers' response killed any remnant interests left for a subject. They'd say, "Can't you understand my language?" or "Go and find out". The latter is understandable but not each time they're asked a question. Maybe they're like us too - difficulty in answering.

Then there're talks that English in Science and Math may be scrapped. Just because they haven't got the hang of it? Remove the crutches if we'd want to see Malaysia emerge a strong nation. But after 50 years, we're still lagging aren't we?

Julian/Julien

Recently, I got a reply to an e-mail I sent to a supplier and this guy replied with the honorific Miss before my name! How'd this guy know I'm a female (I'm not)? The following, from Wikipedia, partially list the names (except Julian May) of people having the name Julian/Julien. There are chemists, humanist, biologist, actor, emperor, saint, musician, athlete and even a 70's porn actor. King Julien in Madagascar do sound like a male to me. So, for the last time, it's a male name!

Didius Julianus
Sabinus Iulianus
Julian the Apostate
Julianus ben Sabar
Julian, count of Ceuta

St. Julian of Toledo
Julian, bishop of Zaragoza
St. Julian the Hospitaller
Julian of Antioch
Julian, a companion of Saint Lucian of Beauvais

Percy Lavon Julian
Julian
Julian Cannonball Adderley
Julian Austin
Julian Austin
Julian Barnes
Julian Barrattn
Julian Bond
Julian Bream
Julian Casablancas
Julian Clary
Julian Cope
Julian Glover
Julian Golley
Julian Hartridge
Julian Hodge
Julian Huxley
Julian Illingworth
Julian Jaynes
Julian Lennon
Julian Lloyd Webber
Julian Marle
Julian May, American fiction writer (female)
Julian McMahon
Julian Mitchell
Julián Morrison
Julian Morrow
Julian Myerscough
Julian Opie
Julian Rachlin
Julian Rhind-Tutt
Julian Sands

Negaraku

Negaraku
Tanah tumpahnya darahku
Rakyat hidup bersatu dan maju
Rahmat bahagia Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita selamat bertakhta
Rahmat bahagia Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita selamat bertakhta

Why do we sing the Negaraku? When do we sing it? Do we limit it to official functions or sporting events where I dare bet that many sing (some don't even open their mouth) for the sake of singing it without real feelings of admiration nor pride and I can't be sure if what was sung did eulogise the history, tradition, or the struggle of our forefathers. Oh yes, I always sing the Negaraku louder than the ones beside, in front and behind me. I'm a pendatang who has come to love the country I was born in and proud of her.

I can't say much about those singing them at PJ but back in Penang a month ago, it was about all about the hope in the country, knowing someday that it's one that's changeable. I'm in no position to judge how it'd be sung but I know that as long as it's sung, then one ought to show respect to it.

One asked what if robbers ran away whilst singing the national anthem. I hope these law enforcers won't be that stupid in such situation. There's this thing called judgement and discretion. When caught, the robber should be punished for not respecting the national anthem too.

I doubt that a permit is needed to sing a song, what more a national anthem, in public.

School Assembly

No, this isn't about school assembly actually. Just a reminiscence of what we're taught back in primary 1 during assembly. Stand straight/upright/in attention. Sing the national anthem with much patriotism and pride. Look at the flag. If any were to faint, fall face-first. That's how much one ought to respect the flag and the anthem.

There are many sources of videos showing how the police moved in on citizens doing just that. Imagine, candles versus truncheons. What threats were present? Isn't it a person's right to assemble?

Talk about double standards when it comes to policing certain quarters involved in mass gatherings.

Human Rights: Right Minds Think Alike

Thought it'd be great to share the words of some well known figures on human rights...

"Human rights must be made a fact, not an idealistic
dream."

- L. Ron Hubbard


"Nonviolence is the greatest force at the disposal of mankind.
It is mightier than the mightiest weapon of destruction devised by the ingenuity
of man."

- Mohandas K. Gandhi


"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice
everywhere."

- Martin Luther King Jr.


"I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death
your right to say it."

- Francois Marie de Voltaire


"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are
created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable
Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of
Happiness."

- US Declaration of Independence written primarily by Thomas
Jefferson

Come December 10, it'd mark the 60th anniversary of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights but such values seem to skip the minds of governments not fully implementing the UDHR

Jalan Mati

Don't we ever get bored and even sick if we'd do the same thing, eat the same thing, hear the same thing or see the same thing all the time? I do. The latest installment of the Nothing To Do After Meal series involves a lawsuit against the Penang state government for putting up multilingual road signs. I don't care what language it is as long as I can read them and Georgetown isn't that big either to get lost in.

What annoyed me was how selfish one tend to get. It's not that I'd expect people to be so selfless as to give up everything but there's this thing called tolerance and sharing, the former would be better replaced with acceptance. After all, one pious man said before that God created the world for everyone and that He created people of different colour and tongues so that these myriad groups of people called "human" could meet and live together. We're not created for war or to be subservient to another. All religion taught that we're equal; I said all.

Next, we'd read that this guy filing the injunction belong to a group bearing the word "graduate" in its name. I'd feel ashamed if I were to be in the news and then calling myself a graduate. As if Malaysian graduates aren't infamous enough, such group together with their actions, go on to prove what graduates are good for. I'd give them some directions: Look at social ills. If you're a champion of your race, then why not do something about your community? Then, if you're not so communal, then lobby for better education, better funding, and a better-equipped university. Think how you'd work to achieve unity and Vision 2020. Sorry, I forgot that it may not be possible. If only you people would be so noble.

What would I get if I write a certain word in the "Race" column? What is it that portray the existence and continuation of my race? Race (and culture) isn't something that'd be destroyed merely by not doing the Malay-, Chinese-, or Indian-thing. Just because I don't eat Chinese food doesn't mean I'm less a Chinaman. Or how I wish when I indulge in a Japanese meal I'd be a Japanese. It isn't how much you spoke per day in your mother tongue but it's more of knowing what you are, who you are, and where you are right now. Wrong ah? Oh...

Perhaps only in Malaysia where aid and other privileges hinges on what one wrote in the "Race" column and that is why everyone is so afraid of anything deemed dangerous and a threat to that. Did I mention power just now? As far as I know, no one is above the Constitution and as someone educated (or a graduate if you like), I'm able to sleep at night knowing my rights are protected. How come I don't hear of these graduates say anything about government actions that's against Articles 8 and 10 of the Federal Constitution and also Articles 3, 5, 7, 9, and 20 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, of which Malaysia is a signatory.

There you go, do something for the country. After all, isn't it a place where your heart is and where your affections lie? Or am I wrong? God forbid, was it about wealth and power?

Know that more need to be done about the current state of security in Malaysia where criminals are given the free rein and on the contrary, voices of dissent were silenced. Remember that the road demons on two wheels are still around. Then we have drug use among students. What else? Corruption. And also the need for transparency in the government as well as the setting up of the IPCMC. Then the educated masses should clamour for a clear separation of powers, especially between the Judiciary and the Executive branch. How can these skip the minds of the so called "tomorrow's leaders"?

Gloomy isn't it? It's just like today's leaders and peoples' representative; fighting to be communal heroes whilst practising everything opposite of that in their lives. Blood is red, well, as far as we're concerned. Alas, this ideal of mine is also my naivete. We're selfish aren't be? But, knowing that our days are numbered, can't these people for once make life worth living? However we see it, the end of the road is a dead end; or in Bahasa Malaysia, jalan mati.

 

St. Xavier's Institution: A Sentimental Recollection

Ah, yet again memories of my school (no, not the one in university) played in my mind as I read an article in the Sunday Star.

I don't know if I should be happy or sad and most probably, I'm experiencing the mixture of both right now. Happy that it has come a long way, sustained. Being semi-funded, the school has done a great job by keeping the building from crumbling thanks to many benevolent people, many of whom are ex-Xaverians/La Sallian/Saint - whichever you'd like to address them as. On top of that, we've had successful fund-raising for charity - not bad for a Sekolah Menengah (period) eh?

How many people you meet today who'd describe schooling days with much affection and admiration - both the sign of success of a school in touching the hearts of it's students? Not many. Some would rather not bring up that subject at all. The least I heard was, "Like that only-lor".

Letting my mind jog, it was a warm and breezy afternoon. The school's almost deserted except for a few boys playing street soccer in the quadrangle. My first stop is at the Palm Court. A big Traveller's Palm greeted me and I'd see a few a distance away. A lot of effort has been put into this place by Bro. Charles. The adjoining basketball court is also the place we have our assembly every Friday and also the place for street soccer action; well, it's street soccer when there's space to spare.

Then, I reached the staffroom. It's deserted as well but I'd see myself in that place a few years ago - from handing in exercises to shooting the breeze with these wonderful and friendly souls. Mind you, they're people you'd talk to without fear. We share a special bond with them unlike in some schools where teachers are of the other dimension with a constant barriers around them.

I took a long stroll along the classrooms. Here's where I start my Form One. This is the classroom with the most memories, albeit a painful one. This is where I started dabbling in Biology, Chemistry and Physics, a place where I meet a very special person too. Ah, this Old Science Lecture Theater is where we, the crooners, belt out some sweet oldies: Shout out to Jiwan, Hock Hin, Yan Wai et al.Above the OSLT is the Arts Lecture Theater where we learnt Pendidikan Moral through one creative way - watching movies. See? You'd only get rote learning in other places.

My penultimate destination of my tour is the school canteen. Here, former students like me come back, almost like a pilgrimage, for Curry Mee, Jawa Mee, Char Koay Teow. The place look so new now compared to when I first came here.

St. Xavier's Institution (pic from the Facebook group SXI Alumni)

The toilet is my last stop. I'd take a piss before leaving the place. Over the years, we've had many stories regarding this seemingly ordinary place. From funny to serious to gross, we've heard them all. As I walk along the corridor toward the foyer, I bump into the counselor. A white-haired lady much like Pierluigi Collina. Many requested to get caned and be spared the mental torture by her. A very nice person I'd say of her.

The office is already closed. Soon, Bro. Paul (the Principal) will retire and thus end the era of Christian brothers administering the school. Clouds are already forming and the soft breeze has begun picking up strength. Beautiful facade, both day and night. Let's hope everything I see today are maintained and nothing unnecessary is added. I still remember the time when dim-witted bigots called for the removal of the cross.

It's these Brothers that made the school what it is today. The essence. Far from evangelizing students, it instill noble values as well as discipline into each and every students. Without it, it's no better than any government schools.
With all certainty, I've gained much from the school. A place of education and character-building. A place we learn to touch hearts, a place of giving. Three things I'd always cherish and hold dear in my heart: The memories, the school rally (Alma Mater's Call), and the motto Labor Omnia Vincit.

As much as reliving my schooldays will bring a smile to me, I couldn't help the poignancy that comes with it, especially when the phrase goes like: End of the La Salle Brothers' Era.

Tick Tock

Mundane world, ordinary days
Extraordinarily simple, simply unfazed
Seek solace in an unreal world
Worldly cares start to dwindle

When it ends, antsy I become
Coming out, I yearn for more
More of magic, magically plotted
Fantasy, history, and slice of life all procreated

What has become of life; lively nothings?
Nothingness abound, abundance of vanities
Only a count to life, the choice of empty or fulfilling
I shall choose the latter
Living out this mundane, simple, logic-based life to the brim

Evening Excursion 2: Candlelight Vigil

It's nearly 9 pm and there were already droplets of rain. The crowd has gotten bigger by the minute. The sky opened but it seems that everyone anticipated that. Up went the umbrellas and the spirited chants of "Mansuhkan ISA" followed by singing. After short speeches by a few individuals, the ones present were given the opportunity to speak their minds. A little girl in pink walked up and her words were "...free RPK...". "She's the star tonight", I remarked to Yin Kuan. Adorable girl.

Yin Kuan's birthday gift is a "NO ISA" T-shirt. So, welcome onboard the bandwagon!

Taking our oath

At last, my first candlelight vigil, in solidarity with victims of the ISA. It may the the last of a series of weekly vigils but the fact is, the struggle will definitely continue. Another memory for the both of us but we're really thirsty. Ordinary journey home but then we know that we've had our voices heard. Though it may seem like a ripple in the ocean, the day will come when it becomes a wave. I believe they call it People Power? Makkal sakhti?

That's us there (pic from The Obnoxious 5xmom)

And it began to rain...

Evening Excursion 1: Georgetown

The journey to town began shortly after sunset. The Lor Mee and Lor bak at Fettes Park did not do much to ease the hunger pang. We decided to stop over at Padang Kota Lama, just behind Dewan Sri Penang, for another bout of gastronomic indulgence. Pasembur, rojak, and cockles should do the trick. We have another hour or so to kill so we decided to walk around the area; taking in the beautiful atmosphere at the Town Hall but I thought the facade would look better if not for the incandescent light bulbs.

We'd agree to this excursion, date if you like, as some sort of birthday gift for Yin Kuan no thanks to her work and we'd better make full use of this "time out".

Come to think of it, I'm not that bad a photographer...

Goebbels: The man and his modern-day parallels

Joseph Goebbels was the one in charge of propaganda in Nazi Germany, officially the Reich Minister of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda, from 1933 - 1945. An orator known for his incendiary speeches and many events culminating in the pogrom known as the Kristallnacht.

He was the man who, when Germany appeared to be losing to the Red Army on the Eastern Front, rallied the masses to contribute to the war in any way possible (providing warm clothing and necessary items) and that the Reich will be victorious against the Allied forces and the Soviets. The Sportpalast or total war speech was perhaps the most famous of his speeches.

Fast forward, we have propaganda tools today and it's not any less powerful in instilling fear leading to hatred among the masses. Carefully scripted, it'd throw the whole nation into chaos, pitting one against the other based on race and creed. Like the carefully selected audience of Goebbels, the seeds of hatred and disdain could be sown through maliciously crafted news, commentaries, adverts and short stories.

There's a distinction between being creative yet entertaining and being creative in a stupid manner. It's true that up until today, there exist a group of people who sees themself as communal heroes and garner support by raising issues pertaining to race and religion and nothing else.

Guido Knopp in his book, Hitler's Henchmen, used the word demagogue to describe Hitler and Goebbels. Big word, but history showed us how easily such people endear themselves to the public with their oratory skills, often with ulterior motives.

In the words of Goebbels: "If I had recommended that they go and jump from the roof of a tower-block, they would have done it" (Knopp, 1996)

Poverty - Still fighting it?

“When the world is collectively at risk, defense becomes a shared responsibility of all nations.”

-Dr. Margaret Chan, Director General, World Health Organization; World Health Day 2007

The 2007 October issue of Emerging Infectious Disease by the CDC along with more than 200 other science journals, dedicated that issue to the theme Global Poverty and Human Development. In one perspective, the morbidity of an infectious disease is linked to homelessness (in developed countries) as well as in urban slums (developing countries).

That's one way of seeing the manifestation of poverty besides chronic hunger, severe malnutrition, and unsanitary living conditions without access to safe and potable water. Poverty isn't just he lack of money and the way it's measured is a subject of much debate. Good governance should be in the forefront if measures are to be taken to counter poverty in a particular country. Besides boosting investors' confidence, fair policy together with its effective implementation, and good management of natural resources (revenues); a good governance also means a clean governance. In Malaysia, a position of 43 according to Transparency International (2007) isn't something to be proud of. Not that it'll increase the numbers below the poverty line but then it'll mean that measures to fight corruption will be hampered and result to nothing. Nada. Nought.

Next comes the sensible approach to solving a problem. Take the increasing fuel price and the increasing scarcity of petroleum for instance, designating a huge area of land for oil palm plantations to be used as feedstocks for biodiesel production would on one hand reduce dependency on petroleum but it does no good to the price of food for consumers. Instead of using a food crop, the fund should go into the exploration of inedible feedstocks (lately Jatropha curcas) and cheap ones (sugar canes in Brazil).

Then we hear of calls to raise the minimum wage. Whilst that may seem to benefit a certain group of low-income earners, it puts pressure on all other wage rates of other skills. In the supply and demand world, skills which are rare or difficult to master have a higher value as do high-risk professions. Bear in mind that as wages rise, the costs of food and service produced would inevitably be borne by consumers. The solution lie, not in charity, but empowerment of the poor by education, vocational training, multiple-skill acquisition as well as ending discrimination; the latter being important in creating gender equality and recognizing the potential of women.

On a personal note, as one in the field of Science, I believe Science could do more to help the needy. Funding should come because of the benefits of a research and not due to the prospect of holding a patent and earning big bucks. Sad but it has become a reality. Vaccines and hardy seed of a particular crop is of no use to the people in the third world if they can't afford these technologies. Ponder on the words of Jonas Salk who developed the first vaccine against polio, when asked who holds the patent to the antipolio vaccine:

"Humankind. Could you patent the sun?"
Poverty could be seen from one aspect as a money problem but it is also a people problem. The former could be solved by a stroke of the pen by a particular government but that would also mean the devaluation of the currency, hence inflation; whilst the latter has got to do with human nature: selfish and covetous. It's high time we stop taking things - basic, everyday things - for granted and start putting the phrase "start them young" into action to avoid a generation having nothing but apathy.

Has fighting poverty become a shared responsibility yet?

Peering into the future

Where do you see yourself in, say, 5 - 10 years' time? Do you know what you want to do in the coming 3 years? These, and many more, are questions posed by the all-knowing, infallible professors in university and also our always-concerned relatives. Whilst some may have good intentions behind that plain question, some may be motivated to humiliate us outright.

Many say we ought to plan our future and save for the rainy days. When it comes to planning one's life, God is out of the schematics. Worst, some even think God is purely psychological - meant to uplift us and give us the feel good sensation. In other words, false security for a, perceived, lazy person.

I look up to people who plan and achieve things and that's about all. I don't see the benefits for making enemies and stepping on people's head whilst climbing up the steps of vanity. No, I'm not a monk-wannabe with profound wisdom. I just don't see the need for more and more success when what's available at the moment suffice for a comfortable existence. This (success) is merely a benchmark set by imperfect people. Does having a good job means success? What is a good job then? A job with a high salary? Are mobsters considered successful then? Some say it's measured by how much you gave up to get it. Giving away health, friends, love, and life isn't worth it at all.

Many thinks that God would only help those who help themselves but there's a flaw in it. Would any parent help their child do something knowing it'd lead to anything other than good? I believe that God would help in a sincere plan, one not having a motivation to be big-headed, arrogant, or self-glory.

Where do I see myself? I see myself where I ought to be. And remembering my origins, not giving way to vainglories.

Wireless Fidelity or Fatality?

There's been much fuss lately over the plan by the Penang government to provide free wifi service in the state. For a start, I'd welcome it and may even pay for the Wimax though I don't think I'm going to fly by using that free service; too high a contention ratio. But then, it'd be useful to lookup on some stuff and check mails.

Studies into the risks posed by this technology isn't conclusive, yet. As long as there's no concrete proof, then all that remains are hypotheses and theories.

If the "health conscious" critics are so passionate about the wellbeing of themselves or their children, then speak up and take actions against smoking in public places. While they're at that, take steps to protect the environment - ozone, hill cutting, and anything that would kill the world. Proven facts I may add.

Are there harsh and effective penalties against all these? We can't just speak up against something but in reality, we're guilty of other crimes against "wellbeing and the environment". Is it because of necessity, then pollution (by means of, for example vehicular emission) is a-ok? Artic has become an island and soon, also, people will get stricken by radiation-related diseases.

What was done to lower the number of fatalities on the road? And you think those imbecilic mat rempit isn't a menace and a safety threat to the public as long as you stay away from them? There are many things which we fail to do to safeguard the environment i.e. the place we live in, the natural biosphere; which will ultimately result in our doom.

Gurney Drive

On the other hand, the state government should not be too eager to accept proposals in the name of "making Penang modern". I'd rather have a slow but a sure method to make Penang a better place to live in. Think long term. Does anyone in the present administration thinks that these developers are sincere and care a whole lot about the wellbeing of the people or the environment? Money is what they care about. Look at Gurney Drive/Tanjung Tokong. Drive up to Batu Feringghi and observe, beginning at the last traffic light. To attract investors, permissions are given to destroy? If they have their way, they'll level the hills to build more "sea view" abode for the rich and where the beaches are, they'll create a "gated beachside community"!

Amorality, Immorality, and the Follies of Man

I read a post titled Genetic issues on the topic of homosexuality - whether or not it's genetic and how human play God to correct what's wrong, twisting truths. In the Bible, the whole of chapter 18 in the book of Leviticus neatly sums up what and what not to do.

Whilst acceptance, instead of antagonizing these group of people, is the best way to go, one ought to be careful not to accept the acts associated with it. It's true that God loves everyone including homosexuals but not sin.

What perturbed me is the way things are in the world today. To be open-minded means to accept wholly the issue of homosexuality. I don't believe that legalizing it would reduce the stigma against this group of people. What appear to be sincere and lovey-dovey (in the case of Sir Elton and David Furnish) doesn't mean it's void of the immoral acts associated with it. What seemed to be of good intention would end up making sin legal.

From the way things are, it's going to be a modern Sodom and Gomorrah in the making with the theme: true love and sincere sacrifices. When it comes to pleasing ourselves, human always have a thousand and one arguments to go around a problem, don't they?

Far from genetics and from amorality, it's about doing things that run contrary to the commandments of God. Man, in his follies and love of deception, will always live in self-created ignorance and taking advantage of the perceived goodness in the character God. What kind of law is human law? How do the laws of fallen man measure up to God's? As it goes, God is not mocked and we will reap what we sow. A wrong will always be a wrong and no one can change what's true.

Kodomo

Kodomo points to the well-known children's toothpaste, Kodomo Lion available in four variants: Strawberry, Orange, Grape & Apple. Or the Kodomo no hi (Children's Day), putting up the koinobori (carp streamers), with dumpling and rice cakes to go with it. Ah, all isn't that rosy here. Whilst Children's/Boy's day is celebrated, the kodomo here in Malaysia are berated.

Yes, kids! That's how students are treated here, specifically in university. Never have I come across, save for some, anyone who speaks to a student with respect or treatment befitting that of an adult. We're kids wherever we go. Fire drills. Office admin. Lab. I wonder what's going on beneath their thick skulls.

Anecdote: I was enquiring if it'd be possible to have some documents certified at the office even if it's not from the same School. Then there's this smart fella who threw himself in between our conversation and said it's not possible because it's from the different department. *Sized me up and turned away, letting out grunt* It's just plain laziness. All I need is a stamp saying it's a true copy. Originals are with me. Next, comes security personnel who doesn't now the meaning of politeness when speaking to a local student (kids). If they need to tell someone off because of their attire, then don't do it openly. These kids don't get sexual arousal being humiliated.

[Though I'm of the opinion that if these people think they'd dress as they wish, why not wear a swimsuit? Dork! Follow rules and be sensitive!]

On another extreme, it's not a rare sight to behold how these bunch of condescending people turned kitten when conversing with foreign students (adults). Ha! It's always a smile and a yes or a smile and a polite no, smile again. Smile some more. Knock, knock! These foreigners are not your masters and don't get me started on the behaviour of the majority of Middle Eastern students. Behaving as if they're so good but ended up putting a flammable solvent in the oven in the lab. Extra vegetable and all. Did they pay extra for their food?

There you have it, you'd have to speak in different accent and have different hues to the colour of your skin in order to be respected and spoken to like an adult. Damn,if you gauge maturity, hence a grown up, by the ability to bear children, I'm sure every healthy person here can do it. I'd grow a beard if you want but that'd take a longer time than some.

In the end, it's double standards and the inability to show respect to another person. Whether you're a reknowned varsity, an Ivy Leaguer, or a top-some number varsity in some list, it's a handicap if something is lacking at the top, innit?

N.B. Children should be respected too, y'know?

Creatively absurd

Ever come across ghostly entities destroyed by a mere bullet? Or be destroyed when a cube surrounding them implodes? What about the summoning or superhuman strength and the appearance of a weapon out of thin air?

These are the kinds of story and intriguing plots that keep many glued to anime. But what else besides the near-perfect artist rendition of a character that causes us, myself included, to be stuck to them? I'd say it's a fact that there's no two anime alike, although some may bear similarity to another, and that there are myriads of settings which runs the gamut from an extraterrestrial environment, to the Renaissance period, and to the seemingly timelessness in some.

With a dash of absurdity, we'd have talking and thinking animals (in my case a raccoon), a mobile castle-like structure consolidated by pots, pans, and pipes as it's building material, air-travel, and every other things imaginable. What we thought isn't possible were brought to life by these creative Japanese. Impressive. Perhaps we're happy someone out there is finally able to project our child-like thinking of "if the world is like this... and that...". Absurd as they may be, how many weren't the least affected by some of Studio Ghibli's productions? Or didn't anyone hummed to some of the themes whilst growing up?

Result-oriented as they are, sometimes it's best to be creative, and take things less seriously. Effort yes, but then don't get stuck by only a method. Like they say, there is more than a way to skin a cat. I'm sure they have a fair share of critics as well but then, I was told that if I know what I'm doing, and like what I'm doing, then I'd be fine (emphasis mine). It's disheartening sometimes, to be discouraged from doing anything else other than the right and correct things. To do things logically and in a stoical manner. Get it done, correctly.

There you have it, my newfound love, one that's creatively absurd.

N.B. Post not inclusive of H anime *wink*

Life and it's vagaries

An eventful month of September, for the country and myself as well. It's October now and the beginning of another month. I asked myself, for the past four weeks, have I lived meaningfully? And how will I live in the days to come? It has long occurred to me that life isn't something one could predict. Life could just end the next moment. Why the intense fight to be at the top? I may not know exactly the whys and wherefores of one's self-aggrandizement but I do think it's worthless and in vain. Why the strife and antagonism just to prove who is better or who is right? For life and all its vagaries, it's not worth it.

I've decided not to be bound by the mundane and rigid rule of life; that is, to study and then work to earn. When health is spent, seek medical treatment using the accumulated funds. I'd rather do things driven by my passion and the enjoyment thereof. Not to grovel and then regret it. It's time we come to realise that life is likened unto grass and it's glory, flowers. For when the time comes, all shall wither and fade. How true. I'd strive to achieve my goals; that of learning and gaining enjoyment by means of experimentation with a bit of ingenuity.

What was I saying really? Enjoy life that God has given and the good things in nature, albeit temporal. And to stay aloof of things that'd rob the joy of life i.e. politics and competition, but not disconnected nor hermitic. Difficult as it may sound and as ideal as it may look, I believe that it can be done.

Now, how do I forget and forgo this hurt.....

Eid mubarak

My Raya wish goes out to my friends: Yamin, Ulul, Khairul, Azli. Not forgetting Datin Mahidah and Dr. Normi. May life be better and the journey smooth.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Maaf zahir dan batin.

Lighting up

Image from Susan Loone's blog

It hit me. Whilst lighting up this part of cyberspace with my thoughts and occasional rantings, I ought to attend, at least once, the candle light vigil. To be a part of the group of like-minded Penangites, as well as Malaysians in general, in opposing the use of Draco's law (ISA if you haven't know). God willing, I will definitely be there.

Camera ready. Batteries loaded. Candles... Now, do they provide free candles?

Then and now - Labour all the same

I believe that every man and woman has gone through, specifically, life as a student. Now, we can always expect two things from these people: 1) They'd make sure you live what they had lived or 2) They'd motivate you saying "I've been thru this, and I symphatize with you". Now listen...". The former does say "I understand" but in the manner of if-I-can-do-it-so-can-you. See?

Now, allow me to give a real example: There's this academician in university whose perception of the world is still ticking in the 70s and 80s. Says: "there's no such thing as no time but there is this thing called bad time management". Hello, we're not robots. Many a times, nary a word was said to compliment the amount of labour done. I said labour because of the long hours put in and the amount of task to be completed. Daily, it's a 12-hour (with a 20-minute break for lunch) crunch and if lucky, it's 12 minus 2. And what was said? "It's your job."

At this point, one may think students are cry babies but no. We're not after our supervisors to cuddle us and sing to us. We'd use a word of appreciation. Don't tell me "that's life, the world is like that, that's varsity life"! It's this kind of people that make the world hell.

Yeah, stop complaining and get back to work eh? Maybe you'd just stop comparing us to the 80s and show some kindness. Who says this generation is lazy and not up to par? Well, maybe there are - I've seen. Bah!

When the wise speaks, people listen...

"A politician who is educated and has credibility will not make a statements which can hurt other people’s feelings" - NST, Thursday Sept. 25 2008

If the above was made by the Sultan of Selangor (whom I hold in high regards) or the Regent of Perak, then it is something worth ruminating. But I was tickled when this statement was made by one Umno Liaison chairman. I have nothing personal against this man but shouldn't he say so 2 weeks earlier?

Jeopardizing the country's good name and hurting other people’s feelings? He went on to say that his party would have taken action. What do his party members know about hurting people's feelings and what action was taken if not, what appeared to me as just a slap on the wrist?

The country is well-known (read here and here) for using Draco's law (i.e. the ISA) to intimidate, "to protect" and silence the innocent, critics and dissenters.

I won't laugh at this statement:

Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye. -(Matthew 5:7)

The Chicken and the Egg

The latest absurdity by our self-professed future leaders reminded me of a little discussion over meal about the order in which the chicken and the egg first appear. A simple and quick agreement: The chicken comes first. God created the chicken.

It's a joke seeing how they'd lodge a police report (a popular trend after issuing SD lately) over a comparison made. Would I be detained and labelled a racist if I make a (proven) fact that nasi lemak, kuih nyonya, nasi kandar and the like are both oily and unhealthy?

Unbelievable what these eggheads could join and connect. Perhaps if the dish was likened to cat food or any creatures other than dogs, then it may not have been so serious eh? Poor dog. You're insulted, kicked, killed and shot at if you wander in the wrong places.

Now, they're talking about insulting an egg. So much for valuing life.

Checklist

A kiss in the morning
For hurts to come, for damages done
A hug in the morning, an embrace at night
For anticipated coldness, for things undone

Greetings and notes all day
Serve to despair and dismay
Questions and answers every other day
To rekindle conflagration, war games replay

Say, "Thou art fair my love, thou art fair"
"Make her fair, make her fair", my prayer
Utter, "Yea, yea; nay, nay"
Turn the other cheek and live another day

Realize I'm more a mendicant than a noble
Stand on convictions and not grovel
Eat, when possible, the crumbs from the table
Talk to, and look at, Queens but don't waver

Lest you forget

Lest you forget that wild animals are being poached for their tusks, fur, eggs, horns, for longevity, for enchanced sexual libidos, and who knows what else.

Lest you forget that black is indeed black and not by any other name; and poaching (or illegal hunting, fishing, harvesting) should be outlawed and not only during the "closed season".

Lest you forget that humans are created beings (or evolved creature if you like) and having developed senses and thought doesn't entitle us the rights to dictate the life of all living creatures. What's the use of having the ability to think when it gives rise to selfishness, cruelty, or malicious intents? Has the world got better ?

Enjoy the ingenuity of our race. Lo and behold...

20 months old butchered female elephant (Source: Born Free Foundation)

Video grab: Slaughtered alive (Source: PetaTV)

Video grab: Skinless but still alive (Source: PetaTV)

Destined for the cookpot (Source: IPPL and Patrick Brown)

Good day!