Some of us feel that men or more aptly guys don't seem to have many problems. For example, we are supposed to have facial hair. We dont need armpits and/or legs grooming. We can pee standing up. We dont need to care about window treatment or detergent. We can basically wear the same outfit all our lives-for work, dinner, church, wedding, party, graduation and even then be buried in it. All our socks are the same colour and we can pee standing up (in case you missed it the first time). Yes the lives of guys to certain other genders, seem pretty ideal and placid.
What a lot of you dont realize that we guys do have very inner sensitive issues to deal with. So inner that sometimes we dont realize it. In this first part (I dont know when the other parts will be shared), i want to discuss the problem in sports called "Sport Anguish".
Every guy is interested in sports. Guys who are not, are either too mundane or too inept or just too lazy. Either that, they are not guys. these are men....people who are too serious. we will discuss this later. anyway i digress.
When we say interested in sports, we are talking supporting a team to the point of life threatening support and you can see this whenever football (that's right, it is football, not soccer) teams from England play each other or when a major final is held. The biggest following are for teams like Manchester United, Liverpool, Arsenal and lately Chelsea. Coffee places with large plasma screens will be filled with fans and their girlfriends (notice i didnt say wives. after marriage, sports is a diseased topic!) screaming for their team, shouting and high fiving when they score and groaning when they miss or lose. You can see the girls shaking their heads at them or smiling embarrasingly at each other wondering how the heck did we pass the control of certain important things (like the government) to this gender.
In more serious countries, ppl get hurt over sports and some are even fatal. I am reminded of a Columbian player, Pablo Escobar who scored an own goal in the Football World Cup and got his team eliminated. He was shot to death at his home a few weeks later. In another Central American match (I cant reminder which), the winning nation from the 1982 FIFA World Cup actually had a drawing of the foot of Jesus deflecting shots from the winning team's goal. From the drawing, the good Lord Jesus looks to need size 57 shoes!
I am one of these fanatical fans. I am a very huge supporter of Liverpool since i saw them play in the European Cup final when i was 10. Since then, my following of them have been near fanatical status. When they lose (which has been a lot these few years), i go into a mini depression bordering homicidal tendencies. The latest euphoria that I encountered was in 2005 when Liverpool won the European Cup for the 5th time but their first in 21 years.
We (when i say we, it means the team and I. Guys strongly believe that we are part of the team) were down 3-0 in the first half against AC Milan. They are the club with the best defense and have a fantastic striker in Shevchenko who only the year before was voted European footballer of the year. My friends and I were watching the match from pub in Subang Jaya at 3am. At the end of the first half, we were so depressed that we went home. I was praying that we didnt lose so badly to be the worst lost in Cup history. Needless to say when i was home, i couldnt sleep so i was playing computer games, XBox, reading, anything to try to sleep. Then at around 6am, when i was about to sleep, i kept getting SMSs for a 15 minute period. It was crazy....but the messages read that Liverpool had won. I raced downstairs and turned on the TV in time to see Steven Gerard, the Liverpool captain, lifting the cup after 21 years. Because we won it 5 times, we get to keep the cup forever. I wept like a baby. I wept like i never wept before. So much so that my maid saw me and thought some disaster had happened and freaked out!!!
Why do guys do this? Why are we so engrossed and fanatical about a bunch of guys who dont know you and who dont even care about you? Guys who never sent you a birthday card or stayed up while you a super attack of diarrhea and waited for you outside the toilet with free supply of toilet paper while you discharged at 3am. Women dont understand this. They are not likely to look at you and say, "Oh when you wept for your winning team, you look so sensitive and vulnerable that i just wanted to rip your shirt off and have you right then and there." or "Ohh, when you jumped up and shouted obsceneties at the opposing team's fan who is the size of a walking bulldozer and got into a shoving match so that you fracture your arm and i had to take you to the emergency room and missed dinner, I was so hot for you that i wanted you to rip my blouse off and have me then and there." They are most likely to say "You have the brains of an amoeba from a diseased Tibetan yak!".
And that's the difference between the 2 genders. Girls will support football teams but they are also polite about it. If the opposing team wins, they will congratulate and commend the players and say nice things about it. They will also more prone to support teams with better looking players or maybe just follow a particular good looking player. Guys dont understand this and when our favourite team loses and the world feeld like it is crumbling down while your gut feels as if ravaged by rabid wolverines, it is a pain that no other gender will understand.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
If we could put a man on the moon.....
We may have heard this saying that if we can put a man on the moon, why can't we do certain stuff? And it feels like dat lots and lots of times. Here are some of my pet peeve!
1) Car battery - For goodness sake, if we can put a freaking man on the freaking moon, why cant we put a device in our cars that will tell us when to charge our car batteries or change it. Instead in this day and age, we have to suffer the inconvenience of having our car batteries die on us in any location! Then we have to wait for the blinking AAM or whoever to bring it over, pay premium and service charge! Our mobiles have this feature, for the love of all things pure!!!!!
2) Those damn ketchup packets - Isn't the whole purpose of the F&B line designed to be customer friendly??? What is up with those damn packets?? You have gnaw at it like a rabid wolverine to get to some sauces for your meal. When your fingers are oily or wet, it is DAMN near impossible to do it! Which deranged pychopathic ward resident came up with this idea and which carbon monoxide inhaling moron approved it??? I have a way to curb drug abuse...make it legal and sell it in those ketchup packets! Let's see those crack heads get at it now.
3) Parking indicators - Parking spaces are always a premium in city areas and until recently we parkers have to drive around like lost sperms trying to locate the egg looking for a space. Also we can be cast of the "Night of the Stalking Cars" as we drive slowly following fellow shoppers who are walking towards their cars! When they are not leaving, @#$%&* them. Now we have a system that was I first saw in Singapore. Where a light above the space will indicate if it is vacant or not. green means yes and red means occupied. From there, there is a display at the entrance to tell u how many are available. What happens then is, there will be a mad rush for that one green parking slot! Why cant we have intelligent indicators that guide the cars to where the spots are? You take the ticket n indicators will guide to the nearest open slot.
4) Longer lasting milk - Why can milk only last dat few days before in "expires". what the heck will happen to you when you drink the milk that is expired the day before? will your intestines explode and you grow another head? there is nothing scarier then thinking u have drunk expired milk. Why cant we have milk dat last longer? What's wrong with our cows?
5) Stable PC - Why cant we have an operating system that performs consistently and just chucks out what is not needed? I dont mind it getting more powerful but by adding all those additional stuff on the PC and requiring it to have more RAM, ROM, HDD and all dat crap is just not on! Most of the stuff are duplicates and could be obsolete. Cant we just hv a common set of codes or products and some smaller additional codes for the other software we wanna install? Everytime we do something to the PC, some other shit crops up and gives you some alien encrypted error message. Makes you wanna poke both eyeballs with a blunt chopstick!
6) Re-sealable cookie packets - Until recently only Oreos has this pack and even then it is not a standard pack. It is for the bite size product and it is not available in all countries. Why are we encouraging ppl to finish their cookies in one go? Just so that they will continue buying? Hey wait a minute....that actually makes sense.....hmmm.....turning into a coporate capitalist stooge now....ok, scrap this.
I will have more rantings coming in the near future, so stay tuned. Next up, people who suck and I dont mean for money!!
1) Car battery - For goodness sake, if we can put a freaking man on the freaking moon, why cant we put a device in our cars that will tell us when to charge our car batteries or change it. Instead in this day and age, we have to suffer the inconvenience of having our car batteries die on us in any location! Then we have to wait for the blinking AAM or whoever to bring it over, pay premium and service charge! Our mobiles have this feature, for the love of all things pure!!!!!
2) Those damn ketchup packets - Isn't the whole purpose of the F&B line designed to be customer friendly??? What is up with those damn packets?? You have gnaw at it like a rabid wolverine to get to some sauces for your meal. When your fingers are oily or wet, it is DAMN near impossible to do it! Which deranged pychopathic ward resident came up with this idea and which carbon monoxide inhaling moron approved it??? I have a way to curb drug abuse...make it legal and sell it in those ketchup packets! Let's see those crack heads get at it now.
3) Parking indicators - Parking spaces are always a premium in city areas and until recently we parkers have to drive around like lost sperms trying to locate the egg looking for a space. Also we can be cast of the "Night of the Stalking Cars" as we drive slowly following fellow shoppers who are walking towards their cars! When they are not leaving, @#$%&* them. Now we have a system that was I first saw in Singapore. Where a light above the space will indicate if it is vacant or not. green means yes and red means occupied. From there, there is a display at the entrance to tell u how many are available. What happens then is, there will be a mad rush for that one green parking slot! Why cant we have intelligent indicators that guide the cars to where the spots are? You take the ticket n indicators will guide to the nearest open slot.
4) Longer lasting milk - Why can milk only last dat few days before in "expires". what the heck will happen to you when you drink the milk that is expired the day before? will your intestines explode and you grow another head? there is nothing scarier then thinking u have drunk expired milk. Why cant we have milk dat last longer? What's wrong with our cows?
5) Stable PC - Why cant we have an operating system that performs consistently and just chucks out what is not needed? I dont mind it getting more powerful but by adding all those additional stuff on the PC and requiring it to have more RAM, ROM, HDD and all dat crap is just not on! Most of the stuff are duplicates and could be obsolete. Cant we just hv a common set of codes or products and some smaller additional codes for the other software we wanna install? Everytime we do something to the PC, some other shit crops up and gives you some alien encrypted error message. Makes you wanna poke both eyeballs with a blunt chopstick!
6) Re-sealable cookie packets - Until recently only Oreos has this pack and even then it is not a standard pack. It is for the bite size product and it is not available in all countries. Why are we encouraging ppl to finish their cookies in one go? Just so that they will continue buying? Hey wait a minute....that actually makes sense.....hmmm.....turning into a coporate capitalist stooge now....ok, scrap this.
I will have more rantings coming in the near future, so stay tuned. Next up, people who suck and I dont mean for money!!
Monday, January 7, 2008
To be honest or not to be honest - The MCA way
The country is gripped by another sex scandal! It's been a while since we had one. After the Anwar-scandal, everything else has been kinda boring so far. So our source of entertainment has come from a very unlikely source....a very quiet and unassuming Health Minister from Johor. But true to Malaysian politician fashion, he basically got caught in a hole and starts digging. If you know what i mean. So let's break it down.
A video of his exploits was distributed to the press, showing him with another woman in a hotel room. He admits that he is the person in the video and the chinese press even went to the extend of printing a supposedly interview with his wife who reportedly said she forgives him (what was she to say? I am going chop his testicles off and feed it to raging baboons?). After that he holds a press conference to resign from all posts in the party and government. At this point, I had nothing but my utmost admiration for him. I thought it was fantastically brave and noble of him to do this and I would have gone all out to support him as did his colleagues but this is where the good times stopped. These are some of things he said:-
1) My biggest mistake was to work too hard for the party and government until I was successful and made enemies. Well you idiot, they biggest mistake you made was to have an affair and got caught!
2) My other mistake was to continue going to the same hotel and same room. Well, cant argue there Einstein! Even the most rookie of adulterers who has an ounce of common sense or have watched TV will know that you take this out of all your usual and normal haunts.
3) Other mistakes : I was too honest. How about just being plain dumb and arrogant.
4) Comment : I was hoping Malaysians will be forgiving but they are acting holier than thou.
5) Comment : Others also have affairs but no one knows about it. That's because they are scum but smart unlike you who is scum and so darn stupid.
Notice not once did he apologize to his family for the freaking embarassment he has caused them nor did he apologize to the people who supported him and voted for him. He is acting as if all he has done is alright and him being caught was the fault of others. While I dont condone people taping your privacy (makes me wanna be careful with those hotel rooms. geez!), Chua Soi Lek is just a cheater, adulterer and a pretty darn stupid and arrogant one at that. As a public figure, his message is (pay attention now boys and girls):-
1) Don't work hard or you will make enemies who will harm you
2) Don't be honest. Lie and cheat the people who have trusted you, including your family
3) When you are wrong, blame others for not understanding and for finding you out
4) Don't apologize to your family. You don't have to, they are your family and should by default forgive you.
I am no saint and definitely not without sin and that is why I am not a public figure and earning all those big bucks from concessions and graft.
And all this has made me realize a good way to make money. I can open a hotel and the motto will be "WE HAVE NO CAMERAS! Not even security ones! And we gurantee a different room everytime, even when you are too dumb to ask for it." Our target audience will be politicians and entertainers who break up with fiancee or wives using SMS because they are cowards and scum. Anyone wanna invest in my "venture"?
A video of his exploits was distributed to the press, showing him with another woman in a hotel room. He admits that he is the person in the video and the chinese press even went to the extend of printing a supposedly interview with his wife who reportedly said she forgives him (what was she to say? I am going chop his testicles off and feed it to raging baboons?). After that he holds a press conference to resign from all posts in the party and government. At this point, I had nothing but my utmost admiration for him. I thought it was fantastically brave and noble of him to do this and I would have gone all out to support him as did his colleagues but this is where the good times stopped. These are some of things he said:-
1) My biggest mistake was to work too hard for the party and government until I was successful and made enemies. Well you idiot, they biggest mistake you made was to have an affair and got caught!
2) My other mistake was to continue going to the same hotel and same room. Well, cant argue there Einstein! Even the most rookie of adulterers who has an ounce of common sense or have watched TV will know that you take this out of all your usual and normal haunts.
3) Other mistakes : I was too honest. How about just being plain dumb and arrogant.
4) Comment : I was hoping Malaysians will be forgiving but they are acting holier than thou.
5) Comment : Others also have affairs but no one knows about it. That's because they are scum but smart unlike you who is scum and so darn stupid.
Notice not once did he apologize to his family for the freaking embarassment he has caused them nor did he apologize to the people who supported him and voted for him. He is acting as if all he has done is alright and him being caught was the fault of others. While I dont condone people taping your privacy (makes me wanna be careful with those hotel rooms. geez!), Chua Soi Lek is just a cheater, adulterer and a pretty darn stupid and arrogant one at that. As a public figure, his message is (pay attention now boys and girls):-
1) Don't work hard or you will make enemies who will harm you
2) Don't be honest. Lie and cheat the people who have trusted you, including your family
3) When you are wrong, blame others for not understanding and for finding you out
4) Don't apologize to your family. You don't have to, they are your family and should by default forgive you.
I am no saint and definitely not without sin and that is why I am not a public figure and earning all those big bucks from concessions and graft.
And all this has made me realize a good way to make money. I can open a hotel and the motto will be "WE HAVE NO CAMERAS! Not even security ones! And we gurantee a different room everytime, even when you are too dumb to ask for it." Our target audience will be politicians and entertainers who break up with fiancee or wives using SMS because they are cowards and scum. Anyone wanna invest in my "venture"?
Saturday, January 5, 2008
New Year's Eve - another capitalist celebration
We are either still doing it in some way or another or have done it and not wanting to contribute anymore. Celebrating capitalism! That's rite, large corporations cashing in on our sentimental sides and persuading us to part with our hard earned cash on something that would normally cost 1/2 the price. This time I am talking about New Year's Eve celebration. Sadly Valentine's and Xmas has fallen on the same category. Well, i was one of those who decided that i would be celebrating New Year's this year or last year....whatever. In recent times, I usually just hang out some place where I can watch the fireworks for free and without the crowd. Some places to mention are like The Curve/1U, Shah Alam KGSAAS (where you can see KL and PJ's varieties), Bukit Antarabangsa, Gasing Hill, just to name a few. I thought this year, we would go a little higher and ended on Genting Highlands.
I guessed it would be packed but i didnt expect the WHOLE world and their cousins to be there!!!! It was packed....sardined, vacuum, health ministry-approved packed!! The compound outside Genting and Highland Hotels were packed to the point where we couldnt move! And that is one big compound. So there I was with hanging on to my family ensuring that no one got lost and watching the fireworks. We didnt really know when the countdown ended since no one could hear the PA system in the wide open space. Also, I dont know why this is, but those Mat Kutu would scream and shout everytime someone gets on the PA. What is up with that??? It is like, their stupid, pea-sized, single moleculed brain needed to be jumpstarted in the cold and the only way to do it is to scream whenever a stimulus appeared, in this case some voice over the PA.
All said and the done, the weather was perfect with a light mist and temperatures of 13-14 degrees and the fireworks display was awesome. They were shot out of 3 locations around the compound and it there was a lot of variety. Some we havent seen b4. I should have recorded it on my camera but was just enjoying it too much. There isnt much to tell about Genting though there are more restaurants now. There is one place worth mentioning and it is the Chin Swee Temple, which is on the way up to Genting. It has been renovated and it looks really, really nice. One of my favourite is the 10 chambers of Hell according to Buddhist belief. For those of you who dont follow un-worldly events, the Buddhist believe that when a person dies, their soul is taken to hell where judgement is passed. Based on your sins, you will endure different types of punishment in different chambers. After you have gone through your punishment, you will then be reincarnated to some living thing depending on your previous life's sins. So you have been good, you may come back as a wealthy person or Elvis. IF you have been bad, well, you could come back ranging from farm animals to intestinal parasite. Aint it cool??!!! The statues depicted the punishments quite vividly. Definitely not for the faint hearted.
There is also a statue of Lim Goh Tong in the compound and a 60 foot Buddha status. Other than that, Genting is pretty much the same. Too many people and not enough human touch. Every staff is just as unfriendly or made up of people who cant even string a decent sentence in English. Most of them could only speak one language and that is either Malay or Mandarin. Also, not one of them (that i have encountered anyway) has any manners or tact whatsoever. There are no thank-yous, execuse me, may I help you at all. Everything being very mechanical and transactional. But I guess if you are raking in billions, you can afford not to be friendly. You know what will really bug me? When the Resort World opens its resort in Singapore, I can bet you the environment will be a lot more tourist friendly and pleasureable. Looks like we poor backward Malaysians have a lot of catching up to do.
So ends my 2007. I did enjoy it somewhat. Not too bad considering I am normally at the mamak or just at some higher ground. 2008 is open us and already the first week has passed up by. Time flies whether you are enjoying or in total suffering. So I hope you had a good end to the year and my sincere wish to you is for the Best of your yesterdays to be the worst of your tomorrows. Happy New Year!!!
I guessed it would be packed but i didnt expect the WHOLE world and their cousins to be there!!!! It was packed....sardined, vacuum, health ministry-approved packed!! The compound outside Genting and Highland Hotels were packed to the point where we couldnt move! And that is one big compound. So there I was with hanging on to my family ensuring that no one got lost and watching the fireworks. We didnt really know when the countdown ended since no one could hear the PA system in the wide open space. Also, I dont know why this is, but those Mat Kutu would scream and shout everytime someone gets on the PA. What is up with that??? It is like, their stupid, pea-sized, single moleculed brain needed to be jumpstarted in the cold and the only way to do it is to scream whenever a stimulus appeared, in this case some voice over the PA.
All said and the done, the weather was perfect with a light mist and temperatures of 13-14 degrees and the fireworks display was awesome. They were shot out of 3 locations around the compound and it there was a lot of variety. Some we havent seen b4. I should have recorded it on my camera but was just enjoying it too much. There isnt much to tell about Genting though there are more restaurants now. There is one place worth mentioning and it is the Chin Swee Temple, which is on the way up to Genting. It has been renovated and it looks really, really nice. One of my favourite is the 10 chambers of Hell according to Buddhist belief. For those of you who dont follow un-worldly events, the Buddhist believe that when a person dies, their soul is taken to hell where judgement is passed. Based on your sins, you will endure different types of punishment in different chambers. After you have gone through your punishment, you will then be reincarnated to some living thing depending on your previous life's sins. So you have been good, you may come back as a wealthy person or Elvis. IF you have been bad, well, you could come back ranging from farm animals to intestinal parasite. Aint it cool??!!! The statues depicted the punishments quite vividly. Definitely not for the faint hearted.
There is also a statue of Lim Goh Tong in the compound and a 60 foot Buddha status. Other than that, Genting is pretty much the same. Too many people and not enough human touch. Every staff is just as unfriendly or made up of people who cant even string a decent sentence in English. Most of them could only speak one language and that is either Malay or Mandarin. Also, not one of them (that i have encountered anyway) has any manners or tact whatsoever. There are no thank-yous, execuse me, may I help you at all. Everything being very mechanical and transactional. But I guess if you are raking in billions, you can afford not to be friendly. You know what will really bug me? When the Resort World opens its resort in Singapore, I can bet you the environment will be a lot more tourist friendly and pleasureable. Looks like we poor backward Malaysians have a lot of catching up to do.
So ends my 2007. I did enjoy it somewhat. Not too bad considering I am normally at the mamak or just at some higher ground. 2008 is open us and already the first week has passed up by. Time flies whether you are enjoying or in total suffering. So I hope you had a good end to the year and my sincere wish to you is for the Best of your yesterdays to be the worst of your tomorrows. Happy New Year!!!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
The week of Christmas
Let's talk about something fun and bright. Christmas is my favourite time of the year. It is capitalism at its best and I wouldn't have any other way. Every year i celebrate Xmas with my family and mind you the Chinese side of my family. It's not that I am not close with the Indian side of my family, it is more like I cannot stand the majority of them. Unfrotunately this is a case of a few rotten apples spoiling the barrel but what I experienced will make your hair curl and will make you wanna jump up rush up to me and hug me like I have given you the meaning of life or some of my major organs to ensure you live and have loved me more than your life. I am talking rotten to the core, eating your insides out while you are alive and pure evil oozing out like those slime from Ghostbusters (those of you too young to know this, bloody look it up) except that instead of lime green, which gives you an aura of amusement rather than fear, these people ooze blood red slime. i feel sorry for my cousins whom are not so much as their fault as their parents and i wish i had time to know them better....but that's a story for another day.
I digress. I invite all my Chinese family and we have one heck of a party at my place. This is not to say that the Chinese folks dont have their share of evil and quirks but at least theirs is not blood red. We buy presents for the kids, who of course is the ABSOLUTE BEST TIME of the year. Tons and tons of presents....most of them toys which they will get bored after a couple of weeks, some even after the wrapper is off. They hardly get practical stuff like clothes, stationary, furniture, food, etc but come on, these are kids! And no relative wants to be the stick in the mud to NOT give them toys. So kids go beserk and the adults go broke!
My family do consists of some quirks. Some who complain abt the food even though it was perfectly clear that we didnt get Chef Gousteau from a 5-star Parisian restaurant to cook for us. Everything about the food is bad even when it wasnt. Best off, this relative actually complains to the hosts with the face that looks like rabid rats are chewing on his testical sac (i do remember my biology). There are relatives who have the tendency to finish your food even though the host hasnt eaten and the host has made perfectly sure dat he has enough food to last through 3 Siberian winters for his guests. Then there is the clumsy one who will break your house or at least your utensils. He walks past and the pillars fall off. Then there is that relative who comes into your room and goes through your drawers claiming he is chasing a cockroach. I am not going to name names becoz for some reason, only known to the inner recess of my brain (about 1/4 inch), I happen to love all of them very much. Since they can cut the imperfect me a lot of slack then I can definitely return the favour with interest.
so it was a very tiring day starting from a week before xmas, with all the shopping, thinking wat to buy for whom, adjusting your wallet since funds are a little scarce and ending way after dinner on xmas. It was a lunch party. I didnt even get a chance to get out of my clothes. Hmmmm......why de heck did i brought up that point? To me, there is no other way to spend your favourite season with your favourite people which are my family. My kids got most of what they wanted. I didnt but then again, i never did, even as a kid, so it's cool. I slept way into boxing day with a fantastic smile on my face and sweet dreams of every memory of the week of Christmas. God Bless everyone.
I digress. I invite all my Chinese family and we have one heck of a party at my place. This is not to say that the Chinese folks dont have their share of evil and quirks but at least theirs is not blood red. We buy presents for the kids, who of course is the ABSOLUTE BEST TIME of the year. Tons and tons of presents....most of them toys which they will get bored after a couple of weeks, some even after the wrapper is off. They hardly get practical stuff like clothes, stationary, furniture, food, etc but come on, these are kids! And no relative wants to be the stick in the mud to NOT give them toys. So kids go beserk and the adults go broke!
My family do consists of some quirks. Some who complain abt the food even though it was perfectly clear that we didnt get Chef Gousteau from a 5-star Parisian restaurant to cook for us. Everything about the food is bad even when it wasnt. Best off, this relative actually complains to the hosts with the face that looks like rabid rats are chewing on his testical sac (i do remember my biology). There are relatives who have the tendency to finish your food even though the host hasnt eaten and the host has made perfectly sure dat he has enough food to last through 3 Siberian winters for his guests. Then there is the clumsy one who will break your house or at least your utensils. He walks past and the pillars fall off. Then there is that relative who comes into your room and goes through your drawers claiming he is chasing a cockroach. I am not going to name names becoz for some reason, only known to the inner recess of my brain (about 1/4 inch), I happen to love all of them very much. Since they can cut the imperfect me a lot of slack then I can definitely return the favour with interest.
so it was a very tiring day starting from a week before xmas, with all the shopping, thinking wat to buy for whom, adjusting your wallet since funds are a little scarce and ending way after dinner on xmas. It was a lunch party. I didnt even get a chance to get out of my clothes. Hmmmm......why de heck did i brought up that point? To me, there is no other way to spend your favourite season with your favourite people which are my family. My kids got most of what they wanted. I didnt but then again, i never did, even as a kid, so it's cool. I slept way into boxing day with a fantastic smile on my face and sweet dreams of every memory of the week of Christmas. God Bless everyone.
Wanna donate to a poor exploited Indian?
Well my PC is back!!! What joy! 51 days of no PC and no internet access at home is enough to drive you up the wall. these last few weeks had a lot of drama. there was sweat, tears, joy, bombings and of course amusement as well since our Govt oso must get into the act. First of, the status of the Hindraf situation. I am in a dilemma over this one. In one hand, I want my USD1Million. On the other, i dont see how in god's good green earth is anyone going to give them that!!! Also, i have to question the method they are going about doing it. I just read the reports and i know there is a debate abt whether our newspaper can be trusted. Anyway, giving them the benefit of the doubt, these guys (Hindraf) apparently engaged the Sri Langkan Tamil Tigers leaders and also some political figures in India. Now, while I dont get involved and give my opinion abt other countries' political struggles, dont you think engaging a waring faction and another country is just asking for it? What the heck did they think the Govt was going to do???!?!?! Applaud and then say "hey, i will help you in your case. If the British dun give you the million each, we will!!!"
Of course, the Govt went ahead and charged them under ISA which means detention without trial. Some of them came out to say, it is not the Malaysian way to demonstrate and take to the streets. so wat is the Malaysian way, just keep quiet and take it up the pooper chute?? Of course the way to show what the meant, the UMNO youth took to the streets demonstrating for peace (so it seems). Somehow the irony is just fantastic. Anyway, there are many ways to make yourself heard and i dont think violence is in the top of list. Violence should be the choice just below "Setting oneself on fire". But i guess my million is not going to come through that channel. Anyone want to donate to a poor exploited Indian?
Of course, the Govt went ahead and charged them under ISA which means detention without trial. Some of them came out to say, it is not the Malaysian way to demonstrate and take to the streets. so wat is the Malaysian way, just keep quiet and take it up the pooper chute?? Of course the way to show what the meant, the UMNO youth took to the streets demonstrating for peace (so it seems). Somehow the irony is just fantastic. Anyway, there are many ways to make yourself heard and i dont think violence is in the top of list. Violence should be the choice just below "Setting oneself on fire". But i guess my million is not going to come through that channel. Anyone want to donate to a poor exploited Indian?
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Compensation for ALL Indians?
As I write now, there are cops all over the major h/ways leading to KL. Their objective is to weed out those who are going to allegedly illiegally demonstrate (or whatever the hell they will call it) in front of the British High Commission on Sunday. The group leading this is the Hindu Rights Action Force (Hindraf). Their purpose is to send a petition supposedly signed by 100,000 Indians to Queen Elizabeth II to appoint a Queen’s Counsel to represent the Indian community in a class action suit against the British government for bringing Indians as labourers here and exploiting them. An estimated 20,000 people are estimated to take part and are said that they will be wearing orange. They are demanding USD1MM for every Indian in Malaysia and that apparently came to about USD4 Trillion in total!
With this new development from my race of people, I am sure like me, you are besotted by three very crucial questions that will shake the very foundation of our country's morality and cultural fibre. One, how do you spell besotted? Two, why does culture have fibre? And three, isn't the British High Comm closed on Sunday? Who are they going to give it to, the security guard at the gates? the police is going through all this trouble for this? The police did say that Hindraf will plan riots and fights. Needless to say, the police didn't say how they found that out. But if fights were planned, between who? Oscar Del La Hoya and Evander Holyfield? Maybe we could sell tickets to the spectacle.
One things for sure, there will be jams all over to spoil our weekend lives. In all seriousness, I am a little ignorant but maybe more confused. What precedented event triggered this lawsuit from Hindraf? What are their chances of winning and what are they really hoping to achieve out of this? Being half Indian, do I qualify for at least half or can I fight for full compensation since my IC says I am Indian? What about those Indians whose forefathers didn't come as labourers but as merchants, chettiars (these are Indian Ah Longs called Samy(s)) and others occupations? Are they eligible to this compensation as well?
Like I said, my views may be very myopic or blissfully ignorant. I have googled Hindraf and they have been getting their views heard more vocally than other groups about a lot of issues regarding the Indian and Hindu community. Like the demolishing of a Hindu temple. Maybe the Indian community needs to be more vocal to be heard since we seem to be overwhelmed by other issues. But maybe we need to be find better ways to be heard and respected at the same time.
Whatever it is, rest assured I will be filling out my list of things to do when I get my million of which one of the things is to donate some back to Hindraf. It will at least help to pay for their phone calls to high comm so that they can find out if it is open on Sundays. Also I am burning all my orange shirts.
With this new development from my race of people, I am sure like me, you are besotted by three very crucial questions that will shake the very foundation of our country's morality and cultural fibre. One, how do you spell besotted? Two, why does culture have fibre? And three, isn't the British High Comm closed on Sunday? Who are they going to give it to, the security guard at the gates? the police is going through all this trouble for this? The police did say that Hindraf will plan riots and fights. Needless to say, the police didn't say how they found that out. But if fights were planned, between who? Oscar Del La Hoya and Evander Holyfield? Maybe we could sell tickets to the spectacle.
One things for sure, there will be jams all over to spoil our weekend lives. In all seriousness, I am a little ignorant but maybe more confused. What precedented event triggered this lawsuit from Hindraf? What are their chances of winning and what are they really hoping to achieve out of this? Being half Indian, do I qualify for at least half or can I fight for full compensation since my IC says I am Indian? What about those Indians whose forefathers didn't come as labourers but as merchants, chettiars (these are Indian Ah Longs called Samy(s)) and others occupations? Are they eligible to this compensation as well?
Like I said, my views may be very myopic or blissfully ignorant. I have googled Hindraf and they have been getting their views heard more vocally than other groups about a lot of issues regarding the Indian and Hindu community. Like the demolishing of a Hindu temple. Maybe the Indian community needs to be more vocal to be heard since we seem to be overwhelmed by other issues. But maybe we need to be find better ways to be heard and respected at the same time.
Whatever it is, rest assured I will be filling out my list of things to do when I get my million of which one of the things is to donate some back to Hindraf. It will at least help to pay for their phone calls to high comm so that they can find out if it is open on Sundays. Also I am burning all my orange shirts.
Friday, November 23, 2007
The second tech fails
I have been without my most loved PC for the last 1 week. For some reason, the video application or card or some thingamagic refused to work and I can't get the display up. I have sent it to my "tech" guy and he has been on it for a week. I am writing on my office laptop which is obviously not as fun. My life has been a little depressing the last few days without my PC to come home to. Which brings me to think about out dependancy on technology and gadgets. I am pretty tech savvy which means I know about 80% of the acroymns but not always know EXACTLY what it means. I am a demi-geek! Not quite there yet.
I used to work in a little software company from Seattle, USA. You may have heard of it. It's called....i think...oh yeah, Microsoft. It was gadget haven. I had access to either the latest gadgets or people who had access to the gadgets. Smartphones, latest accessories, mouse, joystick, hard drives, USD drive, wireless up the wazoo, etc, etc. It has been 3 years since I left and while I am totally deprived of these gadgets, I am still pretty addicted. I sometimes catch myself wondering into the tech section at the mall and just staring at the lovelies!!! However, since Microsoft I have been addicted to all kinds of IT stuff from gadget to surfing the internet with Facebook being my latest addiciton.
So now, as I lay depressed on my bed listening to my iPod video on my iHome, with my laptop and Blackberry, I began to wonder what life was like without all these gadget so many years ago. Actually it was more like 10 years ago. Hmmm....not so long after all. Today, we absolutely cannot go anywhere without our mobile. We give our kids a mobile phone not becoz of status but out of necessity. the lowest income groups today have mobile phones. We have ppl in the used mobile phone business. Pretty cool industry seeing that only 10 yrs ago it was a premier status symbol.
I am also pretty addicted to my XBox (did i mention i used to work in Microsoft). things are also looking bleak on that front when one of my controllers got busted. We are now stuck with one and I have to fight for it. For those of you who have been living under a hut in a south tropical island where only the crabs are your friends, a controller is what we use to control (duh!) the characters in your game. During the game you can swear and curse at the characters for being inept and not moving fast enough to where you want them to move and for not knowing that you shouldn't go there in the first place (like if there is a hole or a giant mouth with no eyes wating to swallow you whole). No violence, just creativity.
Anyway, since tomorrow is the weekend, I am going to head on down to my baby (the PC you dolts!) and see what is up with her. And if it is not ready or if there is no update, I am going to shove a broadband so far up the repairer's ass, that when it downloads, it will come out of his mouth. Obsess? what obsess?
I used to work in a little software company from Seattle, USA. You may have heard of it. It's called....i think...oh yeah, Microsoft. It was gadget haven. I had access to either the latest gadgets or people who had access to the gadgets. Smartphones, latest accessories, mouse, joystick, hard drives, USD drive, wireless up the wazoo, etc, etc. It has been 3 years since I left and while I am totally deprived of these gadgets, I am still pretty addicted. I sometimes catch myself wondering into the tech section at the mall and just staring at the lovelies!!! However, since Microsoft I have been addicted to all kinds of IT stuff from gadget to surfing the internet with Facebook being my latest addiciton.
So now, as I lay depressed on my bed listening to my iPod video on my iHome, with my laptop and Blackberry, I began to wonder what life was like without all these gadget so many years ago. Actually it was more like 10 years ago. Hmmm....not so long after all. Today, we absolutely cannot go anywhere without our mobile. We give our kids a mobile phone not becoz of status but out of necessity. the lowest income groups today have mobile phones. We have ppl in the used mobile phone business. Pretty cool industry seeing that only 10 yrs ago it was a premier status symbol.
I am also pretty addicted to my XBox (did i mention i used to work in Microsoft). things are also looking bleak on that front when one of my controllers got busted. We are now stuck with one and I have to fight for it. For those of you who have been living under a hut in a south tropical island where only the crabs are your friends, a controller is what we use to control (duh!) the characters in your game. During the game you can swear and curse at the characters for being inept and not moving fast enough to where you want them to move and for not knowing that you shouldn't go there in the first place (like if there is a hole or a giant mouth with no eyes wating to swallow you whole). No violence, just creativity.
Anyway, since tomorrow is the weekend, I am going to head on down to my baby (the PC you dolts!) and see what is up with her. And if it is not ready or if there is no update, I am going to shove a broadband so far up the repairer's ass, that when it downloads, it will come out of his mouth. Obsess? what obsess?
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Blogging for beginners
It has been a month since my last post. I read it back and it looks quite sad. That's becoz i dont know how to blog!!! Anyway for those of you who want to comment about my short forms and lack of punctuation marks, pls bear this thought in mind, "I DON'T CARE!".
There, glad we got that out of de way.
Anyway, I will write about things that happen in our lives. Hopefully they will be insightful and funny. Otherwise, just put it down as me having a depressive spisode. HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Oh, one more thing. I like to laugh in my blogs. Get used to it!
Hopefully through my blogs and insights as someone from the 2 most populous cultures will help foster a greater understanding among our races in our society. I will present the Chindian point of view to the happenings in our surroundings, politics, family, love, etc. It may be different since I have the benefit of best of both worlds and I am able to balance both races' upbringing and social culture to form my opinion. Also, I just wanted an excuse to write and get out of doing chores.
I intend to explore every major facet of "Chindianess" including the historical facet, socialogical facet, physiological facet, psychosexual facet and the facet on why Chindians looks so much better. Every details is derived from very scientific and extensive research and study (available upon request) or I might have made it up. But you can trust me. I am a Chindian.
There, glad we got that out of de way.
Anyway, I will write about things that happen in our lives. Hopefully they will be insightful and funny. Otherwise, just put it down as me having a depressive spisode. HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Oh, one more thing. I like to laugh in my blogs. Get used to it!
Hopefully through my blogs and insights as someone from the 2 most populous cultures will help foster a greater understanding among our races in our society. I will present the Chindian point of view to the happenings in our surroundings, politics, family, love, etc. It may be different since I have the benefit of best of both worlds and I am able to balance both races' upbringing and social culture to form my opinion. Also, I just wanted an excuse to write and get out of doing chores.
I intend to explore every major facet of "Chindianess" including the historical facet, socialogical facet, physiological facet, psychosexual facet and the facet on why Chindians looks so much better. Every details is derived from very scientific and extensive research and study (available upon request) or I might have made it up. But you can trust me. I am a Chindian.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
My best friends
Many will ask me how I went through my childhood with so conflicting cultures and opinions. Having seen it first hand, trust me when I say, there are very many distinct differences about the Indian and Chinese culture. Like Russel Peters said, the Chinese will try to take every penny from you and the Indians will try to keep every penny. Can you imagine the internal conflict just on that point!
However, I had a very fulfilling, fun and I think appropriate childhood. The mainstay for my "normal" childhood were my friends. In primary school, I didnt really have too many good friends. Also at that age, we were more interested in getting ourselves dirty in the mud playing football, rounders, catching, chopping, marbles, taichi, hop n run and a whole bunch of crap games. It always involved running around and hurting someone.
I found my best friends in secondary school, the height of puberty. Some of them came and went but the main group stayed. No matter what I may say about them, they are the best things that could have happened to me. I was the poorest among my friends and definitely the dorkiest. I had the weirdest looking school bag (tearing at the seams), bell bottom pants and always short of spending money. But they always made me feel at home and welcome (either that or I was too thick skinned to get the hint).
For example, my friend Peng Koon actually gave me a pair of his pants for me to wear at his birthday party. Well, in all fairness, either he was too embarassed by wat I was going to come in or he just wanted to get rid of his old pants. Regardless, i was very touched. Also he always helped me out whenever I was short of cash but most importantly he never asked for it back. There was Kok Hin, who was and still is a little wierd. He will take the trouble to teach my brother when I wouldnt bother to. There was also Ooi Khuan who will welcome me to his home and lunch whenever we have library duty in the morning. I will stay in his house until school starts in the afternoon. there are countless other stories that my bunch of friends have touched my life and the blog is too short to mention.
There was also Jer Shyan whom I got to know in Form 4 and the first word he spoke to me was "masturbate". All the sexual innuendo words was always spoken by us in its crude and vulgar form. It was the first "dirty" word we knew that was from the dictionary. Then there was Chee Onn who was always checking his hair in his 20 cents pencil sharpener mirror.
Of course my friends must include Valerie who is also a Chindian but a heck lot better looking. I loved her from the first time i saw her that mid Jan day in 1983. She is still my best friends and the godmother to my daugther. (We guys all know what that means sex wise). It was also through her, I realized I had a poetic talent. I wrote many poems after that, that helped in my quest for love and lust (hey it was the height of puberty; everything involved some amount of lust). ;-)
We dont keep in touch as much anymore. The occasional phone call or IM is at best. I havent seen some of them in 8 years. That is kinda sad but life is such. We all have families and job priorities now and most of them also have English names now. I know Peng Koon went through a whole list before settling for Derrick.
Anyway, it my future blogs, I will be including stories about our exploits as it comes to me. I am not getting any younger and my head is full of useless information so can't remember too many now. These guys are my mainstay of sanity and are a very big, important and humourous part of my life. I do hope I was of the same to them. God bless these guys and gals!
However, I had a very fulfilling, fun and I think appropriate childhood. The mainstay for my "normal" childhood were my friends. In primary school, I didnt really have too many good friends. Also at that age, we were more interested in getting ourselves dirty in the mud playing football, rounders, catching, chopping, marbles, taichi, hop n run and a whole bunch of crap games. It always involved running around and hurting someone.
I found my best friends in secondary school, the height of puberty. Some of them came and went but the main group stayed. No matter what I may say about them, they are the best things that could have happened to me. I was the poorest among my friends and definitely the dorkiest. I had the weirdest looking school bag (tearing at the seams), bell bottom pants and always short of spending money. But they always made me feel at home and welcome (either that or I was too thick skinned to get the hint).
For example, my friend Peng Koon actually gave me a pair of his pants for me to wear at his birthday party. Well, in all fairness, either he was too embarassed by wat I was going to come in or he just wanted to get rid of his old pants. Regardless, i was very touched. Also he always helped me out whenever I was short of cash but most importantly he never asked for it back. There was Kok Hin, who was and still is a little wierd. He will take the trouble to teach my brother when I wouldnt bother to. There was also Ooi Khuan who will welcome me to his home and lunch whenever we have library duty in the morning. I will stay in his house until school starts in the afternoon. there are countless other stories that my bunch of friends have touched my life and the blog is too short to mention.
There was also Jer Shyan whom I got to know in Form 4 and the first word he spoke to me was "masturbate". All the sexual innuendo words was always spoken by us in its crude and vulgar form. It was the first "dirty" word we knew that was from the dictionary. Then there was Chee Onn who was always checking his hair in his 20 cents pencil sharpener mirror.
Of course my friends must include Valerie who is also a Chindian but a heck lot better looking. I loved her from the first time i saw her that mid Jan day in 1983. She is still my best friends and the godmother to my daugther. (We guys all know what that means sex wise). It was also through her, I realized I had a poetic talent. I wrote many poems after that, that helped in my quest for love and lust (hey it was the height of puberty; everything involved some amount of lust). ;-)
We dont keep in touch as much anymore. The occasional phone call or IM is at best. I havent seen some of them in 8 years. That is kinda sad but life is such. We all have families and job priorities now and most of them also have English names now. I know Peng Koon went through a whole list before settling for Derrick.
Anyway, it my future blogs, I will be including stories about our exploits as it comes to me. I am not getting any younger and my head is full of useless information so can't remember too many now. These guys are my mainstay of sanity and are a very big, important and humourous part of my life. I do hope I was of the same to them. God bless these guys and gals!
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