Thursday, July 31, 2008

quiet riot...eh?



Sub-standard equipment that was a waste of taxpayers’ money
By LOURDES CHARLES

KUALA LUMPUR: The RM100mil police logistics scandal not only saw the delivery of sub-standard equipment, but would also have put the lives of police personnel at risk and wasted taxpayers' money.

Sources told The Star that it was “a case of greed, corruption and malpractice” involving senior government servants and police officers.

The Anti-Corruption Agency is collecting vital documents pertaining to the matter and is expected to interview a senior civil servant.

Among the shocking finds were:

- Machetes (parang) ordered for General Operations Force personnel were smaller than specified, and would rust and break easily;

- Bullet-proof vests not according to specifications and anti-riot helmets not subjected to safety tests;

- Boots supplied to traffic policemen were not waterproof, drill boot heels fell off easily, and boots used by Federal Reserve Unit personnel and UN duty officers were not nail proof;

- Single iron beds, mattresses and pillows used by recruits were not up to specifications, with the pillows being fire hazards.

A senior police officer said bulletproof vests and other equipment like anti-riot gear, including helmets, purchased through direct negotiations had been put on hold, as they had not been fully tested for safety features.

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Pity them guys in blue. On Hari Pahlawan. On our Remembrance Day and this. Will they be as brave against unarmed citizens knowing that their gear are just low quality house brands? Their machetes are slightly better than those purchased from them RM2 shops? That their bullet proof vests are not of kevlar but poplar? I just cannot imagine should one or seventy of those heels fell off during those march past on Merdeka Day in front of all those foreign dignitaries. Even the representative of President Mugabe would laugh his rocks off. Reckon those military uniforms purchased from 'kedai bundle' donned by them young punks are of hardier materials.

Selamat Hari Pahlawan.

Am having that feeling again which you can only say what in French. déjà vu. Unfortunately this is not something pleasant. It's not about reliving the scene of your first necking. It's about something more morbid.

It's not unlike being thrown into Hell. But instead of those superheated flames and molten lead, in this Hell you're being subjected to ghastly repetitions. You got to endure the results of them moronic decisions made by imbecile and greedy little napoleons who got bold because their political masters and ministers were no better, over and over again for eternity. With each scene unfolding, your blood curdled and as it coagulated you felt your veins throbbing, thickening. Thud! Thud! Thud! Soon more than a few would start bursting as your heart pumped even faster but instead of pumping out blood, it spewed a blackish maroon tofu-like substance. Finally that substance managed to inch its way throughout your body and into your brains and you exploded. All the while feeling the pain, in stereo.

Then you're wholesome again. Sitting there in front of the idiot box waiting for the next moronic scene. As it starts, your blood starts to curdle again. Over and over again for eternity.

That would be one hell even Hades, brother of Zeus and husband of Persephone, would cringe.

What did we do to deserve this? We let the people we elected get away with murder. We let them off once. We let them off twice. We let them off for half a frigging century. And we deserved every bit of Hell that came with that.

Until we seek redemption. Are we ready to redeem ourselves? Only the Creator of Hell knows.


Wednesday, July 30, 2008

all that glitters ain't gold...eh?

Glittering affair at birthday do

Over 700 guests came to wish the Yang di-Pertuan Besar of Negri Sembilan Tuanku Jaa’far Tuanku Abdul Rahman, a happy 86th birthday on Saturday. The blacktie dinner was held in the glittering Banquet Hall at Istana Besar Seri Menanti, which can accommodate over a thousand guests.

Members of the House of Negri Sembilan were in their glittering best and VIPs wore their sashes, medals or full uniform.

Sultan Sharafuddin Idris Shah of Selangor who wore his DK and other Selangor medals crafted entirely of diamonds made by Spink of London.

Tengku Dara and Tengku Imran wore their Tan Sri medals and other dignitaries included Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah, Home Minister Datuk Seri Syed Hamid Albar, top cop Tan Sri Musa Hassan and the Negri Sembilan Mentri Besar Datuk Seri Utama Mohamad Hassan.

Guests dined on smoked prawn, wagyu beef and tiramisu under massive chandeliers as music was played by a 16-piece orchestra from the Malay Regiment with famous songbird Misha Omar crooning away.

A 3m tall cake was pushed with great difficulty onto the stage.

Tunku Laksamana Tunku Naquiyuddin and consort Tunku Nurul Hayati invited the Yam Tuan to cut the cake.

After blowing the cake, Tuanku Jaa’far did a little jig to much applause and cheering. Tuanku Jaa’far later danced with Tunku Ampuan Negeri Sembilan.
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Hmm...entirely of diamonds. Smoked prawns, wagyu beef and tiramisu. The only Diamond I had encountered was the water system at me sister's. And Giant brand smoked sausages (RM2.37), Indian buffalo meat (used to be RM6.50 per pack but now it's RM10) and Nestle ice-cream(RM7 for a 2 litre tub) for me. That too on a good day. Tempeh fill the rest. Prawns? Well, prawn paste maybe.

I'll always blame me great great great great great great grandmother for failing to find herself a Bugis warrior as a husband. She took a Javanese farmer instead. And then the Dutch came. If she waited another fifty seven days, she could even try her luck with one of them flying Dutchmen. And I could be one of them pan-Asian heartthrobs doing the sinetrons in Bandung or accompanying Inul doing her 'ngebor' in Jakarta or a reputable marijuana pusher with blond dreadlocks in Amsterdam. Either way I'll still be eating the tempeh. Fifty seven bleeding days!

If she had married a Bugis warrior then, I could be doing the Kembara. If you catch me drift. I could have them glittering birthdays. Or even a diamond studded condoms from Antwerp. But unfortunately, in Borobodur country, there are no Bugis to be found. If they were, there'll be war. And so she dutifully married a Javanese farmer. And tended to her husband and rice terraces and tempeh. And I had been stopped three times by the Malaysian police during those dark days of me life because I looked different. And me accent always managed to give me 'tempeh'ness away. Even when I speak English! Damn! So I shaved me dreads long before Mawi reached puberty and talked only when the only option was sign language. And the only sign language I know is the one universally unacceptable.

But I know deep in her heart my great great great great great great grandmother's only wish was to be a filial daughter, a good wife, and mother to filial children. And that life won't be too hard on her. For that I won't mind all the tempeh and all me 'tempeh'ness. For that I won't mind being stopped by the Malaysian police everyday even though we were here since 1876. And also for that I would give away all that glitters because that stairway to heaven can't be bought. I love you Grams.

And all those of you who are fortunate enough to have glittering condoms and dildos because of fortunate ancestries, what can I say. God works in strange ways. And in Him we trust.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

my bank...eh?



Setback for Maybank’s acquisition of Indonesian bank

KUALA LUMPUR: Malayan Banking Bhd’s plan to acquire PT Bank Internasional Indonesia TBK suffered a setback due to new take-over rules imposed by Indonesia’s regulators.

Maybank said Tuesday that it had received a letter from Bank Negara Malaysia (BNM) that due to recent changes of take-over rule enacted by the Indonesian Government on June 30, that its take over of the bank might result in losses for Maybank.

“The proposal may result in Maybank potentially incurring material losses from selling down of the shares and write-down of investment upon the implementation of the New Take-Over Rule,” it said.

“In this regard, BNM informed that its approval given under Section 29 of the Banking and Financial Institutions Act 1989 for the proposed acquisition via its letter dated March 25 has been revoked,” it said.

Under the New Take-Over Rule, a new controlling shareholder is obliged to divest to public shareholders, a minimum of 20% and at least 300 parties within two years after the tender offer is undertaken.

Maybank had earlier met with Badan Pengawas Pasar Modal and Lembaga Keuangan (Bapepam), Department Keuangan of Indonesia for a waiver from complying with the abovementioned ruling.

However, Maybank said Bapepam had informed it that the waiver would not be considered.
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When banks succumbed to politics, they lost. When there's a loser, there must be a winner. So who won? Amirsham Abd Aziz could be one of them. He got to be a senator. He was then named as Minister in the Prime Minister's Department in charge of the Economic Planning Unit. He was awarded the Tan Sri. He had people wiki his name. Though at a price. But hey, you can humiliate me everyday if I get to be Amirsham Abd Aziz.

Any other winners? Well you know the drill. You read them blogs. You know them allegations. You know there won't be any investigations. Because you know they won't be any police report. You know it'll be swept under the carpet sooner rather than later.

So should we care?

We should because there are other losers as well. The Permodalan Nasional Berhad (PNB)? It holds more than half of Maybank shares.
Who invested in PNB through their ASB, ASN, ASW and the rest of its unit trusts? Us Malaysians. And why do them Public Mutual dudes are able to give better returns than the PNB? Or maybe them PNB is not unlike Petronas, always bailing out them Puppet Master's companies at our expense when we're not looking? Them bank employees? They could have gotten handsome bonuses in these trying times. Or they could be laid off should the new CEO wanna take the easy way out to recover them losses in the guise of reducing costs and increasing productivity.

So should our politicians care? Our Government?

Guess not. We are just collateral damages.


Image borrowed without permission from Giovanna Casotto's Bitch in Heat series.

Friday, July 25, 2008

mad moment...eh?

Terengganu MB: Probe Monsoon Cup, Islamic Park

KUALA TERENGGANU: The authorities should investigate if there was graft in other high-profile projects in Terengganu and not just the issue of high cost of maintaining official cars, said Terengganu Mentri Besar Datuk Ahmad Said.

He said the Anti-Corruption Agency should not be selective and should also conduct investigations into projects like the prestigious Monsoon Cup sailing event and the Islamic Civilisation Park.

In an immediate response, Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi said this was up to the ACA.

“If the ACA finds reasons to initiate investigations into them because there is suspicion of elements of corruption, it is up to the ACA to decide,” he told reporters after the National Academic Awards 2007 in Kuala Lumpur.

Ahmad Said, in a press conference here yesterday, said the two projects he named were “only the tip of the iceberg”.

I am a controversial figure, I will expose more, but the ACA should be transparent by also going after the ‘big’ cases.

Don’t only go after Mad (Ahmad Said). Investigate the Monsoon Cup and Islamic Civilisation Park, too,” he said.

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Let the game begins!

Damn! I thought the Olympic will only begin next month. But hey, in Bolehland we were given the honour of competing before the opening ceremony. How cool is that? Not unlike those pirated DVDs we got the opportunity to buy long before them movies reach our shores.

Unfortunately, not unlike them DVDs, this fight is gonna be a disappointment. We knew the result of the game way before the final whistle. Before it even began. We do have bookies tampering not only in those moronic Liga Malaysia or Super League or whatever those leagues are called now but in the country's political satires too.

But I have to give it to the Mad MB for even trying. Or his backer whomever he or she is. Test power bebs. I am always of the belief that a PM of a small country like Malaysia is a PM of a PM. A Premier Mannequin of a Puppet Master. Huh? In Malaysia there are 5.8 million households in 2007. Of that, 8.6% have an monthly income below RM1,000, 29.4% had between RM1,000 and RM2,000, while 19.8% earned between RM2,001 and RM3,000; 12.9% of the households earned between RM3,001 and RM4,000 and 8.6% between RM4,001 and RM5,000. Finally, around 15.8% of the households have an income of between RM5,001 and RM10,000 and 4.9% have an income of more than RM10,000, which is around USD3,000. We are basically a nation of slaves. Apart from those within the circle of the Puppet Master. And the Puppet Master will do whatever it takes to ensure all the slaves behave and know their position in the schemes of things. The Puppet Master did well with the previous Premier Mannequin, who showed zest, intelligent, eloquence and has quite a charismatic persona. Though some finesse would do him a world of good. Unfortunately the latest Premier Mannequin was a total disaster. Not very bright. Far from being eloquent. And have a tendency of shooting his own foot. But if you think you can take your fight to him you are wrong. Very wrong. He is but the Premier Mannequin. He won't be saying much because he is not that bright. Far from being eloquent. And have a tendency of shooting his own foot. But his Puppet Master would ensure that you'll be running back to your kennel with your tails between your legs without so much of a yelp.
Or how do you explain why every slaves is afraid of the bumbling, not so bright, far from being eloquent dumb ass sleepy head? And the Mad MB would be running to his kennel too. That you can go to your bookie with.

Unless you got other Puppet Masters doing your reckoning. Then you can go on enjoying your carnal delights. Oppsss!! Turkish Delights I meant to say.



blond moment...eh?

After enduring all them blond moments shoved down me throat by them powers that be these past few months, reckon I'll be surprised if I don't turn into a blondie one of these days. Maybe I had without me realising it. Got to pay more attention to that guy in the mirror. And Deborah Harry is another favourite blond. It was Debbie then but she wised up after her 40th.



The Tide Is High
Artist: Blondie
Album: Autoamerican (1980)
(Originally sung by The Paragons and written by John Holt)

Never give up
yeah
Never give up
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

It's not the things you do
That tease and hurt me bad
But it's the way you do
The things you do to me
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one,
My number one
Number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait right here 'till it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one,
My number one
Number one

Every time that I get the feeling
You give me something to believe in
Every time that I got you near me
I know the way that I want it to be
But you know I'm gonna take chance now
I'm gonna make it happen somehow
And you know I can take the pressure
A moment to pay for a lifetime pleasure

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait right here 'til it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high, but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one

Every time that I get the feeling
You give me something to believe in
Every time that I got you near me
I know the way that I want it to be
But you know I'm gonna take chance now
I'm gonna make it happen somehow
And you know I can take the pressure
A moment to pay for a lifetime pleasure

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one

thy love be done...eh?

Yups, am surviving on love. And love is all that I can afford right now. Hopefully it can last me some. Damn, I hate stupid and greedy politicians. Hope they all die nasty. And painful. Throw in shameful for good measure. Damn.

Fortunately Martika managed to be here on short notice. And she's definitely a sight for sore hearts. Will try to do Blondie tomorrow.



Love... Thy Will Be Done Lyrics
Artist: Martika
Album: Martika's Kitchen (1991)


Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
No longer can I resist the guiding light
It gives me the power to keep up the fight
Love, thy will be done
Since I have found you my life has just begun
And I see all of your creations as one
Perfect, complex
No one less beautiful or more special than the next
We are all blessed and so wise to accept
Thy will, Love, be done

Love, thy will be mine
And make me strive for the glorious and divine
I could not be more, more satisfied (satisfied)
Even when there's no peace outside my window
There's peace inside
And that's why I no longer run (I no longer run)
Love, thy will be done

Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run (no, no, no)
Love, thy will be done
Thy will, Love, be done

No longer can I resist (no) the guiding light (guiding light)
The light that gives me power to keep up the fight
I couldn’t be more satisfied (no,no)
Even when there's no peace outside my window
There is peace inside
And that's why I can no longer run
Love, thy will be done (thy will be done, done, done)

Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run
Love, thy will be done
Thy will, Love, be done

Love, thy will be done
I can no longer hide
I can no longer run (no, no, no)
Love, thy will be done
Thy will, Love, be done…
Thy will, Love, be done…
Thy will, Love, be done…

Thursday, July 24, 2008

twisted...eh?

Am getting a tad twisted. And moronic. Not unlike them politicians in the news. All the salary credited on the 22nd was but all gone. Forgot about all them bills I had future paid with me maybank2u. Duh! Definitely not a very clever move that. Yes, them bills are paid. But how the hell am I gonna survive until the next payday? And the world’s largest chain of specialty ice-cream stores has opened its third signature dessert café in Johor Bahru.

Fortunately there's Tanita. And maybe Martika tomorrow. Sigh...



Twist In My Sobriety
Artist: Tanita Tikaram
Album: Ancient Heart (1988)


All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk girl
Now your conscience is clear

In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I'll never hear you
And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

We've just poked a little empty pie
For the fun that people had at night
Late at night don't need hostility
The timid smile and pause to free

I don't care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God's children took their toll

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Cup of tea, takes time to think, yeah
Time to risk a life, a life, a life
Sweet and handsome
Soft and porky
You pig out 'til you've seen the light
Pig out 'til you've seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well
Pretty people, nervous people
People have got to sell
News you have to sell

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Monday, July 21, 2008

hampeh...eh?



PM says he met top Pas leaders over unity talks

Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi has admitted to having held three meetings, to date, with top Pas leaders on Islam and Malay unity.

The prime minister, who is also Umno president, declined to name who he had met, except to say that Pas spiritual leader Datuk Seri Nik Aziz Nik Mat was not part of the talks.

Abdullah would not say when the meetings took place.

Speaking on the subject last week, he only said Umno "welcomed" Pas' willingness to hold such talks.

"I have actually held meetings, three times, if you want to know.
"They were with high-level party leaders, individuals who have the power to make decisions.

"But I can say that Nik Aziz was not present," Abdullah said yesterday...
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Hmm...tying the knot are we. So what are you gonna call this new consummation? Pasumno? Pasno? Umnopas? Menopas? Umpas?

Reckon Umpas should be cool. Pronounce as Hampas. Well, for a bunch of discards from both parties, it would be quite apt, don't you think? Back when I was in school in Seremban, them Somban dudes would pronounce it as Hampeh. And that would be the most appropriate word to describe this stupidity.

Morons.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

coming around...eh?

What goes around comes around.

No, it's not the Justin Timberlake's number. It's about this report in The Star. I always thought we Malaysians are a generous lot. All those donations for them Palestinians, them Myanmarese, them Achehnese and even them Sudanese. Apart from the outflow of RM via them foreign workers, legal and illegal, and them SMS scams, Malaysians donated a tidy sum too. Maybe that was then. Before the fuel hike and some. This is now.

Reckon that's why when something happened to one of our own, we did almost nothing. We let some Australian tourists foot the bill instead. And why not? Australia is one of the obvious destinations for those pursuing a tertiary education. And vacations. Imagine the outflow of RM. Imagine the contribution to Australia, especially when those studying there chose to stay. What is RM350 per month for 18 years? You can't even buy a Proton Perdana. Yeah right.

Anyways, me heartiest congratulations to Woo Kwee Fatt and his wife Ely Woo for the three new additions to the family. May life treat your family well.

Just hope there won't be any Malaysian begging on the streets in neighbouring countries anytime soon. But by the look of them stupid moves by morons who claimed to be championing and serving the people, don't bet your life savings on it.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

it's a durian life...eh?

So you wanna debate eh? Any good would that make? What can I say? It's just a show. Yes, we're the winner. But what did we win? Any relief soon? Any improvement in governance? Any cheaper alternatives to alter our lifestyles? Politicians can debate all they want till kingdom come, using the US model, using the Westminster model or even using them Holy Books. The bottom line is, what's the effect on me.


So you wanna cheat eh? Any good would that make? What can I say? It's a durian life. Yes, they are expensive sonafabitches. But they are like boxes of chocolates. You'll never know what you're gonna get. And when a customer returned a bad one, you're supposed to at least offer a replacement. It's common decency. Yes, you might suffer a few Ringgits in unearned profits, but the goodwill? But some business people are a tad callous and they deserve all the durians thrown in their faces.


So you're a tad wary? Any good would that make? What can I say? You're the sultan. We're the ones suffering. Well, Daulat Tuanku.

Image kidnapped from Bizarro's blog.

Monday, July 14, 2008

wither the capital...eh?

Glad I decided to slog it out in Johor Bahru all those years ago. I couldn't stand the excitement then and I definitely couldn't stand the stupidities now. I always told all me buds then that Kuala Lumpur would always be a wannabe city. And despite all the mega buildings and world class boutiques since, Kuala Lumpur has only managed from a wannabe to a coodabeen. Everything looks phony(reckon that's why Petaling Street of old got to go) and listless. And undone. Everything in Kuala Lumpur, or in Malaysia for that matter, are just that. Could have been. Without an outstanding character.


And the massive traffic jams snarling for hours because of insecure politicians certainly doesn't help its image one bit. What it needs is an excellent and comfortable public transport and a huge reduction in traffic volume in the city centre. The city planners should know what to do. Unless they bought their degrees and they do get to go on overseas study tours. Maybe that could be achieved by reducing significantly the parking spaces available(or making them bleedingly expensive) and imposing levy on cars into the city. The rich and the fashionable won't mind paying and so let them in. As for the rest, why would you want to waste all that money on fuel and tolls and increase your chances of getting a cardiac arrest as well. You just need to get into the city to work. Not to show off your Proton. As the weather is not suitable for cycling in formal attire, air-conditioned shuttles could be an alternative transport along major routes. No need for mega tunnels or tracks. Due to the huge reduction in traffic volume, public transport would become more efficient which in turn attract more passengers. And them buses and trains could at last be making money while the city folks be able to follow a less strenuous routine.

But what do I know. Talking from Johor Bahru.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

garage sale...eh?





All those t-shirts. And the issue's passé.

ministerial privileges...eh?

Why do ours never resign?
By HUZIR SULAIMAN
















By global standards of ministerial responsibility, Malaysia’s performance leaves much to be desired.


THE Westminster Parliamentary system, for better or for worse, is our former colonial masters’ gift to us, and to many Commonwealth countries. According to its conventions, Cabinet ministers are bound by both collective and individual responsibility.

Collective ministerial responsibility means that the Cabinet must speak with one voice. Whatever disagreements may take place behind closed doors, there must be a united front on policy matters in public.

A rare example of a Malaysian breach of the convention of collective responsibility occurred in 2005 when Deputy Natural Resources and Environment Minister Datuk Dr Sothinathan questioned the Government’s decision not to recognise Ukrainian medical degrees, and as a consequence was suspended for three months.

The Westminster principle of individual ministerial responsibility, however, is probably of greater concern to Malaysians. It is explained by Rodney Brazier in his 1997 book, Ministers of the Crown:

“Broadly, each Minister is responsible for

(1) his private conduct,

(2) the general conduct of his department, and

(3) acts done (or left undone) by officials in his department.”

Let’s look at the first responsibility: private conduct. When confronted with evidence of personal impropriety, Malaysian ministers – with the recent exception of Chua Soi Lek – usually do not resign. In other democracies, resignation, though reluctant, is still the norm.

Looking at House of Commons research papers, for example, we find that of the 125 British ministerial resignations in the 20th century, no fewer than a dozen were for reasons of “private scandal” and two were for “private financial arrangements”.

In many democracies, even unproven allegations are sufficient to provoke resignation. In November 1997 the Portuguese Minister for Defence, Antonio Vitorino, resigned following accusations that he had not paid the full property tax on his country house.

“If there are doubts or suspicions over my behaviour, the situation must be fully clarified and therefore I must take responsibility as a citizen,” Vitorino said. “In view of the way I have always conducted myself in political life, I think it is impossible to hold public office at my level under any type of suspicion.”

Among legislators more sensitive to questions of honour and shame, the desire to minimise the stain on one’s reputation can lead to tragedy. Last year, Toshikatsu Matsuoka, the Japanese Agriculture Minister, went a step further then mere resignation when, embroiled in allegations that he filed false expense claims, he hanged himself in his Tokyo flat.

Perhaps the most stringent standard for private conduct was set by Mick Young, the Australian Immigration Minister who resigned in the 1980s. His crime? He failed to declare a stuffed toy in his suitcase to customs officers when he returned to the country.

The “Paddington Bear Affair” led to his resignation but established in the minds of many the international standard of conduct for ministers – a standard of probity to which I think even Barisan Nasional supporters would agree our Cabinet does not hold itself.

So much for private conduct. What of a minister’s responsibility for “the general conduct of his department, and for acts done (or left undone) by his department”?

As Noore Alam Siddiquee of South Australia’s Flinders University wrote in 2006 in the International Public Management Review, “the principle of ministerial responsibility as seen in mature democracies is either weak or missing in Malaysia. The principle means that the minister accepts responsibility for any lapses or irregularities within his ministry and resigns from the office.

“Despite reports of numerous irregularities in various agencies at different levels, misappropriation of funds by individuals and groups and increasing volume of complaints received from the public on the quality of services and responsiveness, rarely has a minister chosen to accept responsibility for such irregularities.”

Siddiquee points out that despite the 2004 public outcry over shoddy construction projects, the then Works Minister “not only rebuffed calls for him to step down, he practically took no responsibility for the defective projects and other anomalies, and has had no problem retaining his ministerial office.”

But Datuk Seri S. Samy Vellu was able to rebuff those calls for resignation – which came not just from civil society groups and Opposition lawmakers, but also from BN backbenchers – in large part due to the unwillingness of his Cabinet colleagues to apply the doctrine of individual ministerial responsibility to him, perhaps lest they themselves be judged by the same standards.

In Cabinet Governing in Malaysia (2006), Datuk Seri Dr Rais Yatim reveals how they protected Samy Vellu: “Finally, after what was a prolonged episode that almost cost him his job, the Cabinet found that he took it upon himself more than he should have shouldered. ?. The Cabinet session of 20th October 2004, chaired by Deputy Prime Minister Datuk Sri Mohd Najib Tun Abdul Razak, discussed at length the background of this public outcry. Datuk Seri Samy Vellu’s extensive reports to the session were noted by the Cabinet with the view that the Minister ought not to take it upon himself all the blame hurled by the public as there were various parties that were responsible like consultants, contractors, engineers, architects, etc.”

Following this logic, it would appear that a Minister only need resign if he were a one-man ministry, doing everything himself. In reality other parties, whether external or in the civil service, are always there to take the blame.

In Cabinet Governing Dr Rais repeatedly talks about the difficulties that ministers have with the civil service, shifting the responsibility onto them:

“It takes years to rid a public servant who misbehaves or who does not perform and by the sheer procedural rigmarole it involves, bosses are quite reluctant to effect the actual brunt of the General Orders.

It is instructive to know, lacking in acumen and productivity are not listed as grounds for dismissal. Neither is the inability to achieve results put in as a factor to dismiss or suspend.”

While this might perhaps be true, it is distinctly at odds with the principle of ministerial responsibility in the Westminster system, and it leads to a complete abdication of a minister’s duty of ultimate supervision.

Contrast this Malaysian blame-shifting with the 1954 resignation statement of Sir Thomas Dugdale, the British Minister for Agriculture:

“I, as Minister, must accept full responsibility to Parliament for any mistakes and inefficiency of officials in my Department, just as, when my officials bring off any successes on my behalf, I take full credit for them.

“Any departure from this long-established rule is bound to bring the Civil Service right into the political arena, and that we should all, on both sides of the House, deprecate most vigorously.”

Similarly, when in 1982 the junior British Foreign Office Minister, Richard Luce, resigned along with his two ministerial colleagues, accepting responsibility for the Argentine invasion of the Falklands, he said, “It is an insult to Ministers of all Governments, of whatever colour or complexion, to suggest that officials carry responsibility for policy decisions. Ministers do so, and that strikes at the very heart of our parliamentary system.”

In November 2002 South Korea’s Justice Minister and the prosecutor general both resigned to take responsibility for the death in policy custody of a murder suspect.

In the same year, Britain’s Education Secretary resigned because the nation failed to meet targets for child literacy and numeracy.

Last month, the South Korean Prime Minister and his entire Cabinet offered to resign in response to public unhappiness about the beef import deal South Korea has made with the United States.

Would our ministers do any of that?

Huzir Sulaiman writes for theatre, film, television, and newspapers.
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Seems that our ministers are really a privileged lot. Reckon that's why all those allegations and counter allegations, back stabbings, political maneuvering et al. Just so that those who are in the positions would remain there for the next eighteen generations and those waiting below trying their hardest, dirtiest and cleverest moves to out-maneuver the incumbents.

And what is the rewards for 'having arrived'? Well, I quote
Sir Thomas Dugdale, the British Minister for Agriculture, who said: "I, as Minister, must accept full responsibility to Parliament for any mistakes and inefficiency of officials in my Department, just as, when my officials bring off any successes on my behalf, I take full credit for them". Malaysian ministers only subscribe to latter part of that sentence while being absolved of the former. So what does this mean in the context of being a Malaysian minister? Or in other words, what does it take to be a minister in Malaysia? Not much really. You just need to be able to read, as all your texts are prepared for you. And if the texts that you read are being misconstrued in any way, the blame will always be on the speech writers. Reckon that's the only skill you need as...

1. Somebody would take care of your image. All expenses paid.
2. Planners from your ministry plan for you.
3.
People from your ministry manage your itinerary.
4.
People in your ministry manage your departmental heads.
5.
The departmental heads in turn manage their section heads and it dumbs down.
6. You get to award contracts to your cronies and the missus relatives.

You just need to scribble your signature. You're a Malaysian minister. Where on earth do you have the time to peruse all the documents, make all the plans or manage your ministry. You also need time for yourself, maybe indulge in a pussy or two. And should anything fucked up big time, those people from your ministry would of course take the blame. Should they too need absolutions, you can always blame
them consultants, contractors, engineers, architects, etc.

So in essence, you can put a goat as a Malaysian minister if you can teach it how to talk and write it's name. It doesn't have to be responsible for anything. It doesn't have to be accountable for anything for it would be deemed
taking it upon itself more than it should have shouldered. It can blame everybody and everything even the sun and the moon. The government controlled media will ensure to that. It gets all the attention and adulations. It gets to enjoy numerous perks. It gets to do the jiggy and gets away with it. And it can stay there for as long as it likes. And most important of all, its fellow goats would ensure sufficient protection against accusations of wrongdoings or any other negative insinuations. It too is expected to reciprocate the same.

Friday, July 11, 2008

what the fark...eh?

Cop tells on colleagues over illegal payments

SEREMBAN: A policeman lodged a report against his colleagues at the Gemas district police station on Tuesday claiming that they had received monthly payments for their alleged involvement in illegal activities.

The policeman, a lance corporal, stated in his report that two of his higher ranked colleagues were getting "payments" from which they took major portions and gave others a share.

One of the accused policemen lodged another report against the lance corporal in which he alleged that himself (the lance corporal) was engaged in illegal dealings.

It has always been the perception, including mine, that a majority of the morons in blue are on the take. And this stupidity proves just that. Unfortunately this humiliating piece of shit is just the tip of a cancerous iceberg, despite all the assurances that will be given by their top brass, whom are no angels themselves.

It'll be tolerable if them dirty cops look like these.

So what chance do we have in the fight against crimes? Will the people be the victims twice? Victimised by criminals, unscrupulous business people, unscrupulous lawyers,
unscrupulous councillors and then by the very people who are supposed to be our protectors against the former. We are not supposed to be afraid of the morons in blue. They are supposed to be on the side of those being wronged, those being victimised. I am not so sure now. If they are in it just for the money, well, what chance do I have against monied criminals, business people, professionals or even dirty politicians? The feeling of hopelessness is becoming more prevalent.

It was definitely different then.


Heroes in blue: All in the line of duty, no less

WHILE escorting a five-tonne lorry which was carrying explosives for quarry work in 1972, a group of policemen came under fire from communist terrorists.

Ngalinuh, 69, and Itim, 67, retired from the force while holding the ranks of sub-inspector and corporal, respectively.

Ngalinuh is now living at his home in Kampung Lusut Permai, Morsajaya, Miri, Sarawak. A stroke in July 2001 has left him semi-paralysed and in poor health.

"I am not as strong as I used to be while serving the force but my spirit is still the same."

He and his wife have five children aged between 30 and 40. They also have five grandchildren aged between 5 and 16.

Ngalinuh expressed his frustration that the younger generation do not appreciate the sacrifices made by retired policemen.

"The older generation of policemen have done their duty to protect the nation. Why when we are old and sick, nobody seems to remember or appreciate us?"

Ngalinuh also took to task those who created chaos in the country after the older generation had struggled so much to maintain peace and order.
Good point. And the current crop of cops main responsibility it seems is no longer maintaining peace and order.

Itim is now enjoying his retirement with his 63-year-old wife at their home in Jalan Riam, Miri.

The couple have four children aged between 32 and 41 and eight grandchildren aged between 4 and 9.

Itim's advice to all policemen is to be dedicated, honest and brave in performing their duties.
Reckon they'll adhere to your advise sir? Dedicated to enrich themselves, dishonest in discharging their duties and brave not in performing their duties but against hapless law abiding citizens.

He said policemen must always be prepared to face whatever situation, including dying in the line of duty.

Seems they are not prepared to do just that. To be fair, there are more than a few honest-to-goodness policemen out there. Dedicated, honest and brave in performing their duties but unless these few good men, hopefully at the top of the food chain, begin in earnest to rid the force of these cancerous mothafuckahs, they will find themselves drawn in to temptations, peer pressures and God forbids, being victimised themselves. And those shadowyat lonely stretches and dark corners will be a permanent feature of our landscape.

Ini kena saman RM300, encik.
Tolong?
Boleh...boleh cerita...



Wednesday, July 9, 2008

wednesday blast...eh?

An off day here. Some remembrance of a passing royalty. Way before my time.

Anyways, was browsing them blasts and got this from that past.



Rockit - Herbie Hancock. Definitely tingles me spine some.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

credit crunch...eh?

Plan that’s of interest to credit cardholders
July 9, 2008

On average, one-third of 2.7 million credit cardholders use their credit cards as a payment instrument, settling their credit card outstanding amount in full every month.

Over half the cardholders pay at least the minimum amount due promptly and roll over the remaining balance.

Wow! So 900,000 settle all the outstanding amount promptly. 1,350,000 peeps pay at least the minimum. And 450,000 are waiting for their turn to do the AKPK.

1,600 turn to Bank Negara’s AKPK unit every month
Dec 02, 2007

Every month, more than 1,600 individuals turn to the Credit Counselling and Debt Management Agency (AKPK) to help them overcome their financial difficulties.

The number seeking help monthly has tripled since the agency was set up 18 months.
This statistic was from Dec 2, 2007. Before the Election. Before the fuel hike. Reckon things got better?

Of the number that receives counselling, more than 25%, or 430 individuals, sign up for the Debt Management Programme, through which AKPK helps them renegotiate their loan repayment schemes with financial institutions.

AKPK chief executive Mohamed Akwal Sultan believes that more people are finding themselves in financial trouble because of poor financial knowledge.

“The sample size is small and may not be a true reflection of the nation’s problem. It is likely to be a much bigger problem,” said Akwal, adding that more people were seeking AKPK’s expertise.

AKPK is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Bank Negara that provides financial counselling and debt-management services to individuals at no cost.

Last year, 6,837 individuals sought help from the agency. This number almost tripled to 20,853 individuals up to October this year.
6,837 in whole of 2006. 20,853 for the first nine months of 2007. I dread to read the figures for 2008.

“Many people come to us when they are no longer able to manage their debts,” said Akwal.

Most of those who approach AKPK come from the Klang Valley and are in their 30s and 40s.

“At this age, the cost of living goes up generally because people have commitments such as family and housing payments,” said Akwal.

Other reasons contribute to their financial problems, the main causes being loss of control over the use of credit cards and poor financial planning.

As of September this year, the total household debts stood at RM351bil, with the ratio of non-performing-loans at 7%.

A non-performing loan (NPL) one that is in default or close to being in default. Many loans become non-performing after being in default for three months, although this can depend on the contract terms.

“At a single digit, the debt in Malaysia is still manageable,” said Akwal.
Manageable maybe. Worrisome just the same. And knowing official figures, I have my skepticism.

“The statistics show that our household indebtedness to the banking sector in Malaysia remains within prudent levels at 52.1% of the GDP,” he added.

Credit card debts alone stood at RM21.6bil, with non-payment of credit card loans amounting to RM591mil, or at an NPL ratio of 2.7%.
Sadly, I'm part of the statistic. No, not them NPLs. Almost though, by surviving the bare minimum. Fortunately the total credit limit for both cards barely touch 5 digits or I would have gone under.

“If you look at (the NPL for) credit cards alone, the percentage is small. It’s not a big problem,” said Akwal.
Not a big problem? Yeah, right.

It is for this reason that Akwal would like to promote the use of credit cards if given the opportunity.

“The credit card is like a kitchen knife. It has many uses but if you are not careful, you can cut yourself,” he said.
Well said Mr. Akwal sir. Unfortunately for some of us, that is the only option to survive another day. Am wising up a bit. Am living like a pauper now. But am yet to have the nerve to skim on the kiddies' lifestyle. Hope they don't grow up into spoiled, pampered brats.



But how can the AKPK manage when banks are selling and deceiving like crazy?

Sunday, July 6, 2008

bitching bitches...eh?

Groups: Stop the bickering

Stop bickering and get cracking! This is the overwhelming call by Malaysians who are getting increasingly concerned with latest developments in the country.

Various groups have expressed frustration, what with all the unfolding political drama, and have demanded that the Government and the Opposition put public interest above everything else.

Yeah...tell that to that two bitches' faces! An anally retentive sodomite and a pussyfooting whore chaser bitching and gnawing at each other's throat. How cool is that for prime minister wannabes. For all we know, there'll be an all porn channel coming to town soon, local exploits included. Woohoo!!! And the sleepy moron is snoring through it all! And the court jesters from both divides are doing just that. Being in jest. Debating and discussing the country's and our future with their stupidities and dirty jokes. These politicians and senior government officials seem oblivious and unperturbed by chaos and catastrophe that will, sooner rather than later, befall us all because of their mismanagement of the economy and country. And life's getting unbearable by the minute. Just our luck to be born in this unlucky lucky country.

And tis' fer ya bitches! The bigger buns, on da house. Hope y'all be lovin' it.

Image stolen from Dave Nestler. Again!