Malaysian politics are sizzling with sex intrigues, murder accusations, scandalous lies and intra-party squabbles.
A few months ago a government minister resigned after admitting he was the person caught in a videotape having sex with a young woman in a hotel. The video was uploaded on the Internet.
Early this month opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim was accused of sodomy by his 23-year-old aide. Sodomy is a crime in Malaysia, punishable by 20 years of imprisonment. The victim alleged he was sexually assaulted by Anwar up to eight times in various luxury hotels in Paris and Hong Kong. This is the second time the former deputy premier was accused of sodomy. The first case was filed ten years ago and led to Anwar’s imprisonment – although he was later cleared of those charges.
But Anwar has a bombshell of his own. He organized a press conference at which a private investigator revealed that Deputy Prime Minister Najib Razak had sex with a 28-year-old Mongolian model who was brutally murdered in 2006. The model was shot twice in the head and her body was blown up with plastic explosives. Najib denied having an affair with the woman.
Najib’s close associate was accused of abetting the murder. A prominent Malaysian blogger also wrote that Najib’s wife was present when the Mongolian model was murdered. The blogger was subsequently charged with sedition and criminal defamation.
Who is telling the truth? It is definite that at least one of these persons is lying. It is also apparent that all of these accusations and counter accusations are politically motivated. Najib insists Anwar used a desperate tactic to divert the people’s attention from his sodomy case. On his part, Anwar believes the sodomy charge was part of a government maneuver to defeat the plan of the opposition to seize power this year.
Before the sex scandals, Malaysia was already facing a political crisis. Last March the opposition managed to secure one-third of the parliamentary seats. Five states were put under their control. Some member parties of the ruling coalition threatened to withdraw support for the prime minister.
Adding to the problem of the government is the resignation of former Malaysian leader Mahathir Mohamad from the political party to which he belonged. He urged other politicians to leave the ruling party as well. It is no secret that Mahathir is not happy with the performance of his handpicked successor, Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi.
Mahathir wrote in his blog that he has every right to be concerned over the “flip-flopping mismanagement” of the country and that of the party he helped to revive in 1987. “The party does not belong to Dato Seri Abdullah alone. Nor is it meant to support him as leader even when he mishandled the elections and the country,” he added.
Before the sex scandals, Malaysians were talking about the country’s faltering economy. Fuel subsidies were removed, which led to higher oil prices. Big protests were held in different parts of the country. Many people, including the frustrated sections of the middle class, began to question the economic policies of the government which they blamed for the rising cost of living in Malaysia.
Today Malaysians are more interested in the sodomy case and other sex scandals involving influential persons. The economic crisis is still a major issue, but sex and murder will always tickle the people’s imagination.
The opposition should not be distracted by the sex scandals. Analysts believe the opposition can form a new government with the help of some administration defectors. This could be done in the next few months, but the pressure against the ruling government must be sustained.
One way to weaken the already weak government would be to mobilize the people against high oil prices, inflation, the deteriorating economy and corruption. Young Malaysians are furious over the shameful acts of their leaders. The people should be made to remember why they voted for many members of the opposition in the last elections. In short, the issue should be refocused on the unpopular prime minister.
Abdullah Badawi had earlier promised to step down at the end of the year. Now he is saying he will leave office in 2010. It seems the ruling party has succeeded in preventing a possible opposition takeover this year.
It is good that Anwar is asking his supporters to “protest by all means," and to use stadiums and other public spaces as venues of protest actions. But the issue should be more than just the sex lives of politicians. It should still be about the economy and more importantly, Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi.
By Mong PalatinoPeripheries
Published: July 21, 2008
Manila, Philipines
Monday, July 21, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
This is why I love Malaysians!
My car was hit by a stupid lady driver yesterday, when I was sending my niece to SBU. It was happened at 6.40am, right in front of Jaya Jusco, Maluri. Both of us were driving slow as the traffic light just turned green. Then i suddenly saw a car was approaching me closely right on my right hand side, I was shocked and 'hon' her because the distance was really short ( I will say 3cm!!!). Unfortunately it was too late, her car hit on mine at the back right door. And then guess what? She then drove off quickly!!! Mr. Steven was with me in the car (as he is so kind and sweet to offer himself to be my company in early morning), he asked me not to chase the lady after because she was too panic and might hit another car when I am chasing her.
The best damn thing is that I'd to drive all the way to the Police Station at Petaling Street at rush hour (7 am) to lodge a police report! This is really bad because Mr. Steven had a meeting at 8pm, at Damansara and I have to be in the office at 9am sharp! Mr. Steven colleagues were waiting for him at Sungei Wang for him to take them to the meeting venue. And another best thing is that my Mr. Steven didn't take his handphone with him. So neither of the parties can contact each other.
When we've reached at the police station, we were instructed to lodge a report at a specified department. The policemen weren't really patient with us as it was about time for them to change their shift and another shift hasn't came in. I got scolded when I put my home address wrongly into their computer system. But, in fact, it wasn't my fault as their format of putting address was kind of funny. After I've typed the report for them, I was asked to pay RM1 as reporting fees. Although RM1 is obviously a very small sum, but i was surprised that tax payers are actually asked to pay the police for reporting a case! Mr. Steven was shaking his head on me when I was asked to pay RM1, he was like:"What the fuck???!!! There is no way that that will happen in Canada!!! What rule is that? What if poeple who got robbed, who got their cars stolen or got their handbag snatched??? They are required to pay 1 buck as well???".
After the report was lodged, I was intructed to go to another specified department to see a Sarjan for him to do a further investigation. And another RM1 was asked to be paid to the Sarjan.
That was not the end yet! After investigated by the so-called Sarjan, I have to go to another department again to fill up the claim sheet (so that I can claim for damage from the other party) and get a sheet of paper in which indicated that I have granted permission to take photographs of the damaged part of my car by the another policeman. I was told that that department is open for 24 hours but it was closed when I reached the door. Then I went down from the building and asked a policeman, he told me that poeple from that department was out for a morning meeting and I was advised to go minum at Mamak first while waiting for them. Of course we didn't go for mamak (where the hell we have the mood for roti canai???!!) We were running out of time!!! It was already 8.10am!!!
After waiting and waiting...Someone finally turned up to open the door. And guess what? I was asked to pay RM4 after I filled up all the forms.
Finally, I was asked to park my car at a place for photograph taking which located at the opposite road of the police station! The photographer was another joker! He took a photo of my car where there was a big scratch at the front bumper! And then I said :" Hello, Abang! Bukan sana lar! Is the one kat belakang!!!" Then he re-took another photograph of the right spot. "Why that idiot didn't ask us first before he take photograph?" Steven said. "How am I suppose to know?" I answered.
Okay, great! We can finally go home, take bath, then go to work after we stucked in the traffic jam for 20 minutes. We reached home at around 8.45 am.
I just late for 10 minutes (thank god my boss didn't get angry with me :p) and that poor Mr. nice guy was late for 3 hours for his meeting.
Dear Malaysians,
1. Do you know hit-and-run is a serious offence?
2. Why the government did not centralised all the sub-departments to make shorten the process and make it more efficient?
3. Why do we have to pay for lodging a police report? Where did the tax money that we paid had gone to?
4. Why a government 24-hour-operating department can be closed? Then why do they called it '24 hour'???
5. Why are all the 'kakitangan kerajaan' acted like morons and idiots?
The nice lady driver of TAM 6868, new Honda Civic, silver colour. I believe you are a richie rich person in Terengganu since you have such a nice car registration number! You will pay for it!
I believe in Karma. God will serve you one day! And the law will serve you first before god!!!
Arghh!!! I'm still very angry! Even if her driving license was suspended and she has to bear the costs of repairing my car, Who is going to compensate my time that has been wasted for all these shits and the time spend to take my car for repairing? Who is going to pay for the costs of petrol incurred for taking the car to the car garage? And can she compensate the 'inconveniences' that caused to me when my car is repairing???
What I have to say is I LOVE MALAYSIANS!!!!!!!! Muahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
The best damn thing is that I'd to drive all the way to the Police Station at Petaling Street at rush hour (7 am) to lodge a police report! This is really bad because Mr. Steven had a meeting at 8pm, at Damansara and I have to be in the office at 9am sharp! Mr. Steven colleagues were waiting for him at Sungei Wang for him to take them to the meeting venue. And another best thing is that my Mr. Steven didn't take his handphone with him. So neither of the parties can contact each other.
When we've reached at the police station, we were instructed to lodge a report at a specified department. The policemen weren't really patient with us as it was about time for them to change their shift and another shift hasn't came in. I got scolded when I put my home address wrongly into their computer system. But, in fact, it wasn't my fault as their format of putting address was kind of funny. After I've typed the report for them, I was asked to pay RM1 as reporting fees. Although RM1 is obviously a very small sum, but i was surprised that tax payers are actually asked to pay the police for reporting a case! Mr. Steven was shaking his head on me when I was asked to pay RM1, he was like:"What the fuck???!!! There is no way that that will happen in Canada!!! What rule is that? What if poeple who got robbed, who got their cars stolen or got their handbag snatched??? They are required to pay 1 buck as well???".
After the report was lodged, I was intructed to go to another specified department to see a Sarjan for him to do a further investigation. And another RM1 was asked to be paid to the Sarjan.
That was not the end yet! After investigated by the so-called Sarjan, I have to go to another department again to fill up the claim sheet (so that I can claim for damage from the other party) and get a sheet of paper in which indicated that I have granted permission to take photographs of the damaged part of my car by the another policeman. I was told that that department is open for 24 hours but it was closed when I reached the door. Then I went down from the building and asked a policeman, he told me that poeple from that department was out for a morning meeting and I was advised to go minum at Mamak first while waiting for them. Of course we didn't go for mamak (where the hell we have the mood for roti canai???!!) We were running out of time!!! It was already 8.10am!!!
After waiting and waiting...Someone finally turned up to open the door. And guess what? I was asked to pay RM4 after I filled up all the forms.
Finally, I was asked to park my car at a place for photograph taking which located at the opposite road of the police station! The photographer was another joker! He took a photo of my car where there was a big scratch at the front bumper! And then I said :" Hello, Abang! Bukan sana lar! Is the one kat belakang!!!" Then he re-took another photograph of the right spot. "Why that idiot didn't ask us first before he take photograph?" Steven said. "How am I suppose to know?" I answered.
Okay, great! We can finally go home, take bath, then go to work after we stucked in the traffic jam for 20 minutes. We reached home at around 8.45 am.
I just late for 10 minutes (thank god my boss didn't get angry with me :p) and that poor Mr. nice guy was late for 3 hours for his meeting.
Dear Malaysians,
1. Do you know hit-and-run is a serious offence?
2. Why the government did not centralised all the sub-departments to make shorten the process and make it more efficient?
3. Why do we have to pay for lodging a police report? Where did the tax money that we paid had gone to?
4. Why a government 24-hour-operating department can be closed? Then why do they called it '24 hour'???
5. Why are all the 'kakitangan kerajaan' acted like morons and idiots?
The nice lady driver of TAM 6868, new Honda Civic, silver colour. I believe you are a richie rich person in Terengganu since you have such a nice car registration number! You will pay for it!
I believe in Karma. God will serve you one day! And the law will serve you first before god!!!
Arghh!!! I'm still very angry! Even if her driving license was suspended and she has to bear the costs of repairing my car, Who is going to compensate my time that has been wasted for all these shits and the time spend to take my car for repairing? Who is going to pay for the costs of petrol incurred for taking the car to the car garage? And can she compensate the 'inconveniences' that caused to me when my car is repairing???
What I have to say is I LOVE MALAYSIANS!!!!!!!! Muahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
My New Princess Collection
I haven't been pampered myself for half a year. This is called 'satisfaction'...
My next target will be Louis Vuitton :P
Thursday, June 12, 2008
June's Babies!!!
This is a birthday's post for the people in the list below:
10.6.08 - Jiang Mun Chong
15.6.08 - Ning Li Tee
18.6.08 - Eddie Tay
22.6.08 - Margaret Law
Happy Birthday to you guys. I will cherish our friendship until the end of my life!!!
10.6.08 - Jiang Mun Chong
15.6.08 - Ning Li Tee
18.6.08 - Eddie Tay
22.6.08 - Margaret Law
Happy Birthday to you guys. I will cherish our friendship until the end of my life!!!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Something to Share
I met one of my ex-secondary school classmates four days past after work. We were chatting, as usual, on what we've been up to after graduated from high school. As I've mentioned earlier, she is just one of my "classmates". I wouldn't use the word "friends", it is simply because, erm...to be franked, we are not so close to each other in the past or now either though. I thougth it would be another boring-afternoon-tea-session with a random classmate, who was just randomly picked one of the names (well, I'm the lucky one obviously) from her contact list, calls, and asks for hanging out at somewhere.
As the conversation goes down, she spoke to me that she is now actually falling in love with a man, a successful business man, whom she is not suppose to be fell in love with. Yes, the man has a girlfriend and their relationship is going absolutely and perfectly well. On top of that, they have been staying together for more than three years already. And of course, the climax is that the man also claimed to be fell in love with my dear old ex-classmate and they have started a relationship not too long ago.
When asked what so special about this man, she said it's all because of a word 'feel' (for non-chinese readers, it means she has the love feeling on that man). And she emphasized that it is totally not because of the man is rich (he is rich la) as there are many other younger, richer and more good looking men chasing after her (well, in other words, that man is not young and not so good looking). She just feel bad for being a third party, and at the same time, she claimed that she is 100 per cent unwilling to share a man with another woman. She then asked me what to do. I took a few seconds and said:
"Well, baby. It is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. I'm truely not in a position to judge what kind of man he is but you absolutely do, neither I can tell what you should really do. He wants you, and at the same time, he is not ready to give up his girlfriend i.e he wants you and his girlfriend both. If you love him until the extent that you wouldn't care what people may talk about you and you think it is worth it then you can go for it. If it is not that case then...For me, as your friend, of course I will say it is not worth it. But I have mentioned it earlier, it is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. Honestly, If I am in your situation, it is highly likely that I will say something totally different. I may have did something worse that you. Anyway, just one question, are you willing to SHARE him with her?
"Of course I'm not willing to share. But I love him. I know I do and I don't care what people may say about me. I can and I already gave up my reputation and everything. All people around him knew of my existence and that's including his family. But I can't be bothered."
I started to keep quiet for quite some time after that. But I wasn't shocked to hear what she said. It reminds me of my long-existing problem with my boyfriend. I was just wondering whether I would ever give up my reputation for my boyfriend, disregard of what people around me will say about our relationship.
"Yan, I think you deserve a better one."
"Yan, I never against anyone. You know me well. But I think you should go and meet more people out there bacause you are so young. Never think that he is the one..."
"Yan, you may be a successful lawyer in future. You sure you are seriously want to be with him?"
"You could get a better one in UK."
"Try to find one who is up to your standard, Yan. You deserve a so much better one seriously..."
"Think twice, Yan. He may not be the one."
"You should get a richer one."
These are the things that I've heard so many times since I've started a relationship with my boyfriend. And of course, I wasn't bothered by those words earlier. But when people speak about it everytime and all the time. Their words really shaken me. Seriously they do. Then I will frequently ask myself "If one day in future I became successful, will I still be the same as I do today? Will I still appreciate the man that I had like I did yesterdays? Will I still remember the days we've been walked together yesterdays? And more importantly, will I look down on my man at that time? Where is my reputation when people say that he is not as successful as I do? Will I regret for chosen him? Is it worth putting hope on him?"
Do you know what did my friend actually say to me when I told her that?
These are the lines that she told me, which impressed me so much that changed my thoughts forever.
"The man that I fell in love with doesn't understand English at all. He couldn't even read a menu in a restaurant. Do you know that my ideal boyfriend has no much difference than yours? He must be smart and has a well-spoken english. But after I met him. I came to realised that it really doesn't matter after all. I never felt embarrassed about it. I think this is absolutely fine for me. No one in this world is perfect so you do? What I do is I will make sure that I know what he does not know about, to complement him. So same thing goes to you. You think you know everything? Of course, you don't! So he complements you! Now you see? So if people look down on your partner, you should prove to them that they are wrong and that he is so much better than they thought! You should protect him rather than feeling regret for being with him. Who knows what will happen next in the future? He might be far more successful than you do! Two of you should work together for a better future and find solutions for all problems that arise and not looking down on each other on each other's failures".
I was then felt so ashamed. My tears kept falling from my eyes. I felt so sorry to my boyfriend for not being what I should be. And I promised myself that I will never ever doubt of our future again and I'll prove to those who have no confidence in my relationship with my boyfriend that they are wrong.
As the conversation goes down, she spoke to me that she is now actually falling in love with a man, a successful business man, whom she is not suppose to be fell in love with. Yes, the man has a girlfriend and their relationship is going absolutely and perfectly well. On top of that, they have been staying together for more than three years already. And of course, the climax is that the man also claimed to be fell in love with my dear old ex-classmate and they have started a relationship not too long ago.
When asked what so special about this man, she said it's all because of a word 'feel' (for non-chinese readers, it means she has the love feeling on that man). And she emphasized that it is totally not because of the man is rich (he is rich la) as there are many other younger, richer and more good looking men chasing after her (well, in other words, that man is not young and not so good looking). She just feel bad for being a third party, and at the same time, she claimed that she is 100 per cent unwilling to share a man with another woman. She then asked me what to do. I took a few seconds and said:
"Well, baby. It is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. I'm truely not in a position to judge what kind of man he is but you absolutely do, neither I can tell what you should really do. He wants you, and at the same time, he is not ready to give up his girlfriend i.e he wants you and his girlfriend both. If you love him until the extent that you wouldn't care what people may talk about you and you think it is worth it then you can go for it. If it is not that case then...For me, as your friend, of course I will say it is not worth it. But I have mentioned it earlier, it is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. Honestly, If I am in your situation, it is highly likely that I will say something totally different. I may have did something worse that you. Anyway, just one question, are you willing to SHARE him with her?
"Of course I'm not willing to share. But I love him. I know I do and I don't care what people may say about me. I can and I already gave up my reputation and everything. All people around him knew of my existence and that's including his family. But I can't be bothered."
I started to keep quiet for quite some time after that. But I wasn't shocked to hear what she said. It reminds me of my long-existing problem with my boyfriend. I was just wondering whether I would ever give up my reputation for my boyfriend, disregard of what people around me will say about our relationship.
"Yan, I think you deserve a better one."
"Yan, I never against anyone. You know me well. But I think you should go and meet more people out there bacause you are so young. Never think that he is the one..."
"Yan, you may be a successful lawyer in future. You sure you are seriously want to be with him?"
"You could get a better one in UK."
"Try to find one who is up to your standard, Yan. You deserve a so much better one seriously..."
"Think twice, Yan. He may not be the one."
"You should get a richer one."
These are the things that I've heard so many times since I've started a relationship with my boyfriend. And of course, I wasn't bothered by those words earlier. But when people speak about it everytime and all the time. Their words really shaken me. Seriously they do. Then I will frequently ask myself "If one day in future I became successful, will I still be the same as I do today? Will I still appreciate the man that I had like I did yesterdays? Will I still remember the days we've been walked together yesterdays? And more importantly, will I look down on my man at that time? Where is my reputation when people say that he is not as successful as I do? Will I regret for chosen him? Is it worth putting hope on him?"
Do you know what did my friend actually say to me when I told her that?
These are the lines that she told me, which impressed me so much that changed my thoughts forever.
"The man that I fell in love with doesn't understand English at all. He couldn't even read a menu in a restaurant. Do you know that my ideal boyfriend has no much difference than yours? He must be smart and has a well-spoken english. But after I met him. I came to realised that it really doesn't matter after all. I never felt embarrassed about it. I think this is absolutely fine for me. No one in this world is perfect so you do? What I do is I will make sure that I know what he does not know about, to complement him. So same thing goes to you. You think you know everything? Of course, you don't! So he complements you! Now you see? So if people look down on your partner, you should prove to them that they are wrong and that he is so much better than they thought! You should protect him rather than feeling regret for being with him. Who knows what will happen next in the future? He might be far more successful than you do! Two of you should work together for a better future and find solutions for all problems that arise and not looking down on each other on each other's failures".
I was then felt so ashamed. My tears kept falling from my eyes. I felt so sorry to my boyfriend for not being what I should be. And I promised myself that I will never ever doubt of our future again and I'll prove to those who have no confidence in my relationship with my boyfriend that they are wrong.
Monday, May 5, 2008
The Most Fortunate Soul
As time passes by,
I came to realised that I've learnt so much from him.
As we go along,
I really found myself really can't live without him.
I will say that I'm nothing without him.
His patience to me, and his tendered loving care to me, are melting my heart.
And, yesterday night,
I've learnt what is called 'love is forgiving'.
He's guiding me to be a better person all times.
And yes, I'm the most fortunated soul on earth.
I'm so glad that I've found him though I do not know how I did so...
I came to realised that I've learnt so much from him.
As we go along,
I really found myself really can't live without him.
I will say that I'm nothing without him.
His patience to me, and his tendered loving care to me, are melting my heart.
And, yesterday night,
I've learnt what is called 'love is forgiving'.
He's guiding me to be a better person all times.
And yes, I'm the most fortunated soul on earth.
I'm so glad that I've found him though I do not know how I did so...
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Daily Routine
The familar annoying tones were ringing in my ears.
"Damn alarm!!!"
I opened my eyes.
The not so loving morning sunshine is shining into my three-beded room from the above (That would apparently make me sick).
"Oh shoot! Another day to work...!!!"
I snoozed for nine minutes...
And another nine minutes...
"Oh god. Please give me more time to sleep..." I prayed (Just kidding. I never prayed :p)
As my eyes were closed again for the third time,
The 'jackpot' sound awaken me.
I was then cursing while I was reading the text message...
"Hello, baby. Still lying on bed???" (with a smiley that looks something like this B) )
That's was loving warm, but at the same time, still pretty ANNOYING!
"Well, okay okay...I'm crawling out of the bed, darling." I replied.
He accompanied me walking to the Amoda's building today with his pajamas.
"Goodbye, baby. See you tonight."
He given me a kiss on my lips and I given him a hug and a tap on his ass.
Hence I walked to the lobby.
Then I turned my head back,
saw a silly-looking-man looking at my eyes, waving his hand at me with a smile which was exactly the same as the first day he met me at Pavilion.
He didn't even brush his teeth, comb his hair, and he didn't even wear an underwear...!!!
I then waved my hand at him and rushed into the lift.
Maybe, it's hard to believe that we will be along the same path at the begining.
But now, we have to believe.
And we are strongly believed.
Something (I don't know. God, maybe) had brought him back from the end of the world to meet me in Malaysia.
So sometimes you shouldn't believe what you see...your eyes might be deceiving.
"Damn alarm!!!"
I opened my eyes.
The not so loving morning sunshine is shining into my three-beded room from the above (That would apparently make me sick).
"Oh shoot! Another day to work...!!!"
I snoozed for nine minutes...
And another nine minutes...
"Oh god. Please give me more time to sleep..." I prayed (Just kidding. I never prayed :p)
As my eyes were closed again for the third time,
The 'jackpot' sound awaken me.
I was then cursing while I was reading the text message...
"Hello, baby. Still lying on bed???" (with a smiley that looks something like this B) )
That's was loving warm, but at the same time, still pretty ANNOYING!
"Well, okay okay...I'm crawling out of the bed, darling." I replied.
He accompanied me walking to the Amoda's building today with his pajamas.
"Goodbye, baby. See you tonight."
He given me a kiss on my lips and I given him a hug and a tap on his ass.
Hence I walked to the lobby.
Then I turned my head back,
saw a silly-looking-man looking at my eyes, waving his hand at me with a smile which was exactly the same as the first day he met me at Pavilion.
He didn't even brush his teeth, comb his hair, and he didn't even wear an underwear...!!!
I then waved my hand at him and rushed into the lift.
Maybe, it's hard to believe that we will be along the same path at the begining.
But now, we have to believe.
And we are strongly believed.
Something (I don't know. God, maybe) had brought him back from the end of the world to meet me in Malaysia.
So sometimes you shouldn't believe what you see...your eyes might be deceiving.
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