<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:59:03.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloodking sings the blues ...</title><subtitle type='html'>"...so there I was, minding my own business when suddenly this huge gorilla jumped out of nowhere and ..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-8202227243677324764</id><published>2008-09-16T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:54:53.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKING LIKE A BANANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THESE ARE FUNNY TIMES.&lt;/span&gt; Both sides of the same coin flipping constantly; enough to cause a pleasant breeze, ruffling our hair. The thing is, I don't like the new confident throne taker, but at the same time, I don't quite like the current power that be. So where does that leave us? Or me? Its like being given the choice of having to eat a pair of used shorts, or a pair of used shoes. You just don't want to. But you know you must eat, because if you don't you can die from starvation. These are funny (funny strange) days. You can never tell whats going to happen.  What appears to be openly and blatantly stupid moves is being described officially as being something which must be done. You can't help but get the impression that the asylum is not only being run by the inmates, but by monkeys who have dropped by. There is no consistency, there is pattern. Its a creepy randomness which is causing everyone unease and a feeling of displacement. And at the door we have one very persistent person banging away shouting out his threats again and again; his crew members a motley group of untested and untried stirring and twisting away behind him. The one on the inside is sitting on his chair spinning around putting both index fingers to both ears and singing 'lalalalalalalalala...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know man&lt;/span&gt; ... these can be disastrous times for us all, or it could be a very comical one. Seriously. What the hell is actually happened? Why are we here like this? Why are we losing our focus on making this country the best that it can be? Why are we focusing instead on a power struggle that never should have happened? Wheres our business deals with other nations? Wheres our developing industries? Wheres our bright children overseas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Methinks its a case of the tail wagging the dog. We are given the old switcheroo. We are being made to look this way when the real shit is going down somewhere else. We are being distracted from something else. Something else like ... the economy? The budget? The price of living? Whatever it is it sucks. These people suck. Useless buncha no gooders. Idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-8202227243677324764?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8202227243677324764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=8202227243677324764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/8202227243677324764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/8202227243677324764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-like-banana.html' title='MAKING LIKE A BANANA'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-5871630825430178946</id><published>2008-07-07T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:03:21.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MALU LA .... WEH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE STRANGENESS OF SOME PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The deputy mayor of London resigned from his post due to the media coverage and investigation of the allegations against him. The New York Times, 4th of July report, has this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ray Lewis resigned tonight as deputy mayor of London amid allegations of    inappropriate behaviour and financial irregularities.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--proximic_content_off--&gt;                      &lt;!--proximic_content_on--&gt;             &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mr Lewis, who was put in charge of leading the capital's policy of youth    crime, said he had stepped down in the face of an "avalanche" of    allegations against him..."&lt;/p&gt;Interesting isnt it? How politicians from other countries take their own political life by performing the political sepukku aka harakiri when theres even a hint of irregularities by firstly, apologizing to their public, secondly stand by their missus with a sorry look on their faces and thirdly, stepping down within the same 24 hours of the surfacing of the allegations citing the need to protect party / government image and reputation. Mind you its not even a direct charge, or anything more serious than a mere allegation and off they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive outcome of this are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. a proper investigation can now be carried out;&lt;br /&gt;b. maintenance of the party / body / organization's dignity and integrity;&lt;br /&gt;c. if they are innocent, they will endear to the general public; and&lt;br /&gt;d. the understanding that life goes on. With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not so with our own breed of politicos. If you notice, they'd do everything (except maybe balance themselves on a unicycle on top of a wire over a 10 feet high raging fire) to maintain their seat and position. Its almost as if they're very own flesh and soul are entwined, burned and symbiotically joined with their political career; that the moment they step down from their position their bodies will slump to the ground and their spirits go wafting up to the clouds lost forever amidst commercial planes and the odd seagull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They'd come up with a million and one excuses, officially known as "reasons" as to why they should remain where they are; they'd fight tooth and nail to stay on the seat to maintain at the top, to maintain the giddy height of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its embarrassing. Not just for us, but for everyone else especially themselves. Do they really believe that if they step down all allegations are justified? Have they not heard the legal axiom that all are innocent until proven guilty? Or have they no faith in due process (regardless of which era they belong to)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question of the day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Have they no self respect? No dignity? No conscience? No sense of malu-ness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-5871630825430178946?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5871630825430178946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=5871630825430178946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5871630825430178946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5871630825430178946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/07/malu-la-weh.html' title='MALU LA .... WEH!'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-4740907139874967584</id><published>2008-07-02T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:09:58.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BUTT, THE WHOLE BUTT AND NOTHING BUT THE BUTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The whole country is talking about it. The papers are having a field with it and what? Even the broadcasters are giving it priority in terms of news. People on the streets, in offices, at bus stops, at shopping malls, at cafes, kopitiams and kedai mamak are giving opinions and counter opinions on what actually transpired. Did he or didn't he? Was he or wasnt he? Now look, even the fiance is in there with her blog telling the entire planet that she stands by her man. There are assurances made that he will be made safe, an assurance given by the highest office, and not just by him, but by his security people and their ilk. Presscons after presscons are given, and whoa! Even an entire stadium was filled to the brim with people wanting to know the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont give a pharck. About all this. I really dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this fandango about conspiracies, about innocence, about pride, about getting to the truth, about not repeating the same trick made 10 years ago blah blah blah yadayadayadayda ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;distraction&lt;/span&gt;; a diversion from the real pain in the arse (note the pun) which is the painful truth: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCREASE IN COST OF LIVING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Which, to sum it up consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. increase in cost of RICE, the very basic food staple of ASIANS;&lt;br /&gt;b. increase in cost of PETROL, the very blood of businesses;&lt;br /&gt;c. increase in ELECTRICITY rates, the very soul of industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major english language paper spent 12 PAGES from page ONE TO TWELVE on covering the GREAT BACKSIDE SAGA. And much later, on page 16, a semi-small column on a suggestion from the Member of Parliament from Jerlun on how to deal with the increase in oil prices, by having governments of countries deal directly with each other to overcome the real impact of artificial pricing of oil by futures speculators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I alone or has everyone else gone mad? I'd rather not know the outcome of someone's backside, as I'd rather know that the government is doing something REALISTIC and SOON in IMPLEMENTING STEPS TO REDUCE THE RISING COSTS OF LIVING, INSTEAD OF FOCUSING ON THE PUCKERED EXIT HOLE OF SOME DEFACTO SOMETHING OR OTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has everyone gone mad? Or is everyone suddenly gone soft in the head?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-4740907139874967584?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4740907139874967584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=4740907139874967584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/4740907139874967584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/4740907139874967584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/07/butt-whole-butt-and-nothing-but-butt.html' title='THE BUTT, THE WHOLE BUTT AND NOTHING BUT THE BUTT'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-5216256107773724646</id><published>2008-06-24T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:00:23.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS SHIT AINT GOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLY MOLEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is it really true? Are petrol station owners refusing to accept credit cards from customers? How the bloody hell am I going to get petrol from day 1 to day 30? My petrol consuming ways have been benefitted by the cranky, leaky but still effective way of the credit card system. Now I need CASH all the time! This shit aint good man ... this shit aint good. And I know that I'm not the only one. I know that because everybody and their uncle uses credit cards to get by these days and now the very basic necessity for us salary people are going to be taken away. First they increased the cots of petrol, now they're making it even harder for us to even pay for the petrol. This morning I filled up my Waja 1.6 with RM140.00 worth of petrol, which is the complete full tank. And since I travel 70km back and forth, the full tank aint gonna last. And now I cant use my credit card to pay to the high costs? Bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; why the bloody hell is the govt. keeping quiet on this? If it really is going to come to pass that we can no longer use credit cards, then why are they not making some kind of reassuring remarks? Are they really leaving us to the wolves? Or at least to the creditors ... are we, the rakyat, really so detestable that we are treated this way? What the hell is really going on here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-5216256107773724646?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5216256107773724646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=5216256107773724646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5216256107773724646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5216256107773724646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-shit-aint-good.html' title='THIS SHIT AINT GOOD'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-7605728919736539017</id><published>2008-06-19T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:47:39.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME ON EVERYBODY LETS GET STUPID!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HO-BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... looks like the situation is getting from bad to worse to horribly bad AND horribly worse. The recent petrol price increase together with the recent rice price increase and the upcoming electricity rates increase has made all over us more scared of stepping outside our homes. The streets are clear and theres a sense of deja vu with the movie 'i am legend' ... the emptiness of vast empty parking lots, the windblown briar bush... So what do we do? We listen to the powers that be and the words of wisdom which is ... (wait for it) SAVE! START CUTTING COSTS! DONT SPEND! STAY INDOORS! Woo-hoo! Its like a celebration of idiots the way we're told to not spend and to cut costs. Whats even worse is that the GOVERNMENT is going to cut costs and not spend as much. Now this is very worrying. The government cutting costs? The government as in &lt;em&gt;"a huge complex of activities and duties which covers the entire country"&lt;/em&gt; government? THAT government? I'm not an economist but if the government decides to cut costs on their spending, wont it have the following effect on the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. hospitality industry: if away meetings in hotels and resorts are cancelled, wont it mean that the hotels and resorts will be losing a hefty chunk of their income? Which will have the effect of last revenue and over-staffing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. food industry: having lost their hotel and resort customers they wont be ordering that much food from their suppliers who in turn will reduce the production capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. transport industry: since all travels within and outside the country will reduced that means this industry too will be losing a chunk of their revenue which for all these years have been coming in like clockwork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be good instead is to just not cut costs thereby creating a devastating ripple effect for everybody in this country from bus drivers to tofu cake makers, is for everyone to have a pay increase of between 30 - 50%. That way all of us (or those of us who are getting a monthly income) can afford to buy things, drive around and maintain the economic machinery. Now is not the time for collective cost cutting, now is the time for collective spending of goods and services. We need to churn the goods and services industry, we should be able to buy houses, go on holidays, watch movies, eat at restaurants and dance at discos! Our income and our lifestyle must be increased to the same level of the burgeoning costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My question of the day is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;is there a plan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-7605728919736539017?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7605728919736539017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=7605728919736539017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7605728919736539017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7605728919736539017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/come-on-everybody-lets-get-stupid.html' title='COME ON EVERYBODY LETS GET STUPID!'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-6286466960804861562</id><published>2008-06-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:11:45.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A KICK IN THE HEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHHH&lt;/span&gt; ... our southern neighbour. Love them or hate, but you have to admit, they do provide the occassional interesting news postings. Like the notorious armpit sniffer who received a 'prevention detention' judgement effectively slamming him in jail for 16 years. All for the love of the pit. I honestly do not know what to say. Or add. Just that the authorities are not taking it lightly, claiming that he has a 62% chance of committing the offence upon release if he was to be sentenced for 2 years. To be fair to them, he did do more than just tickle his nose-bud; he molested them and at some point, restrained them whilst molesting them. The armpit sniffing part was one of the components of the attack. His victims? Ranging from 9 all the way up until 53. I know, its just so wrong on so many levels.  You feel wrong just suppressing the giggles. But I wonder, does he grab the wrist of his victims, lift it up and shoves his nose in their pits? Or does he just go for it, from any angle? Good thing he's not a crotch sniffer. That would have been clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My question of the day is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: are people getting crazier? Or is this a new form of evil? Or is the world too stifling for the normal person to just carry on with the simple business of living? But trust me, we will be reading more and more of weird crimes being committed. Only because the stress of everyday life is getting to us. Not to mention the stress of coping with rising costs, making ends meet and to just get a bowl of rice going on. This is just the beginning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-6286466960804861562?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6286466960804861562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=6286466960804861562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/6286466960804861562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/6286466960804861562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/kick-in-head.html' title='A KICK IN THE HEAD'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-7115861098448406159</id><published>2008-06-15T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:26:26.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY BOOMERS AND THE RECEDING HEIR LINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HMM INTERESTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Now the Star Online has this to report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Government is looking at adopting a system whereby motorists can buy a fixed amount of subsidised fuel each month and pay for the rest at market rate. Second Finance Minister Tan Sri Nor Mohamed Yakcop said the system includes providing Malaysian motorists with a special card for buying subsidised fuel. “We are still looking into this system as certain infrastructure would be required for the subsidised fuel cards to be used,” he said, adding that the RM625 cash rebate for motorists was the best and fastest approach the Government could take to cushion the recent 41% hike in fuel prices."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the key words here:&lt;br /&gt;a. "Government is looking at ..."&lt;br /&gt;b. "We are still looking into ..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a good idea actually as it will contribute towards easing the burden of the rising costs of living and breathing in this land. However, I do have an issue. As the key words will show, my issue is the lack of PLANNING. Thats right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt it have been more prudent, less scary, more insightful and busload more intelligent if they, the powers that be, had PLANNED all these fandangled new ideas BEFORE dropping the bad news on our heads? It would have acted like the proverbial ky jelly before the plunge. Bad news is bad news, thats life, but it would have made a world of difference if there were established and well thought of plans made to the public before a major step such as the petrol price increase was implemented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its just all damage control isnt it? Controlling the damage its doing to the image of the powers that be. Trying to win our hearts? Try PLANNING in advance a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My question of the day then is&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the rising costs of living, it would be obvious that not only will the current populace be digging deep into their savings but will also be digging deeper into debt; what will the future be for the people now when they retire in 15 years time? Is there a plan for the people in the 50s to prepare for their retirement age? Its not enough to go around telling us that we must change our lifestyle AND keep something aside for our old age, because telling IS NOT helping and IS NOT doing. Telling is just reminding. Or nagging. Are there plans to deal with this issue? As this unanswered debts will be a burden for our children's generation. Or will the plan come AFTER the FACT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're not big with planning are we? Look at all the housing estates in this country; they build it big and proud, but they forget to include practical-sized roads, exits, parking spaces etc. So we end up in a perpetual state of repairs and roadwords and piling traffic situations. What is it about us and planning? Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're all free spirits prancing about being creative at the last minute ... hoho ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-7115861098448406159?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7115861098448406159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=7115861098448406159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7115861098448406159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7115861098448406159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-boomers-and-receding-heir-line.html' title='BABY BOOMERS AND THE RECEDING HEIR LINE'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-8098742336750472069</id><published>2008-06-12T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:38:53.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OF CHICKENS AND CHATTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Since the price of chickens is on the rise (latest read: RM7/- per kilo), we might as well chat about it, especially with the powers that be are going to invest a healthy dollop of casholas on communication facilities and internet access. Dont get me wrong, but this is a good thing isnt it? I mean, in this day and age of rising costs of living, instead of just experiencing it personally, we can share it with others! Woohoo! We just wonder where the P in "priority" disappeared to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tun is in the papers again. He is 83 years old and alone to fend of massive attacks by the powers that be. And yet, he seems to be taking it in his stride. Explaining each and every slings and arrows with a certain calmness and glaring intelligence. And I tend to agree with him when he mentioned in his blog that the claim by the judge about his 'veiled threats' is a respite / decoy taking away the attention from the shocking oil hike. I suppose to the powers that be, our Tun is a convenient distraction / scape goat. But they tend to forget, this distraction can bite back. And from what we've last seen, he has teeth. Sharp ones. Kudos to our Tun for his bravery and tenacity in putting forth what is most needed by us Malaysians in these troubled (and troubling) times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My questions for the day is, therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: why are we so jumbled up? Why are we not listening to reason? Why cant we use out little grey cells to see what is and what is not? Why are we so delusional?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-8098742336750472069?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8098742336750472069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=8098742336750472069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/8098742336750472069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/8098742336750472069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-chickens-and-chatting.html' title='OF CHICKENS AND CHATTING'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-7624950992979543300</id><published>2008-06-10T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:48:54.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PART TIME LOVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOOKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like civil servants can now do part time jobs to supplement their income due to the rising costs of living. Hmm. Am I wrong or have they been doing this all along? I recall many moons ago a cartoon in a national newspaper comically depicting government officers (i.e. pegawai kerajaan) selling huge packs of keropok udang and stuff. Back then it was a joke because it was an open secret. People were doing it because even back then the income for civil servants were low enough to warrant additional sources of income especially those living in the city. Now its no longer a joke but an accepted necessity. I suppose circumstances changes things huh? Things such as policy and common sence. Circumstances brought about by bad planning and ill-conceived decisions done on a whim. So dont be surprised the next time you hop on a cab you'll be driven to your destination by the officer at the counter when you file in your tax, or the officer who treated you at the clinic gomen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My question for the day is ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IS THIS ANOTHER DESPERATE ATTEMPT TO PLUG IN THE FAST MULTIPLYING HOLES OF BAD ECONOMIC PLANNING? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nowadays it seems that 'decide now talk later' approach is the only approach. Like the proverbial &lt;em&gt;'seeking to dig a hole in the ground when you have the sudden urge to shit'&lt;/em&gt;. I see horrible lack of planning and a whole lotta excuses and funny aftermath decisions. Like the petrol hike for example. Wouldnt it have been more simpler, more logical and better all around for the rakyats to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a. have been given ample time to know when the actual price increase was going to be; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;b. to have been part of an intelligent plan where the prices of &lt;strong&gt;BASIC ITEMS TO LIVE&lt;/strong&gt; such as &lt;strong&gt;RICE, PETROL&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;ELECTRICITY&lt;/strong&gt; are not hiked up &lt;strong&gt;SUDDENLY at THE SAME TIME&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;c. to be better prepared in terms of short and long term financial planning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;At the end of the day, the powers that be are ill equipped to deal with every day crisis. Of course we know the whole world is undergoing massive economic instability, with the rising cost of oil etc etc. But that does not mean we should just fall off our feet and roll over.  At least do something which is not &lt;em&gt;lalang&lt;/em&gt;-like, you know?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-7624950992979543300?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7624950992979543300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=7624950992979543300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7624950992979543300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7624950992979543300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/part-time-lover.html' title='PART TIME LOVER'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-2077543450076830390</id><published>2008-06-09T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:34:46.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RETURN ... OF THE UGLY OILY SITUATION</title><content type='html'>Its been over a year since I last blogged. And what a year it has been. Bloody hell its more like 10 years if you asked me ... I wont go into details suffice to say the Malaysian socio-politico landscape will never, ever, ever be the same ever, ever again. Thanks to several chimps in suits ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes which brings us to this current predicament ... the petrol pump price push ... petrol users have been slapped with a generous 41% increase, whereas diesel users have been smacked with a 67% increase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean honestly. Are they really that ... &lt;em&gt;simple&lt;/em&gt;? They're on the mend right now, trying hard to win back the hearts of the people. "I know!" they cry, &lt;em&gt;"Lets: raise the price of our basic staple diet. Lets throw in petrol and ... wait for it, electricity tariffs!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I tend to believe its their way of punishing the people for not allowing them the two thirds majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question of the day is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are chimps in suits really running the show? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-2077543450076830390?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2077543450076830390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=2077543450076830390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2077543450076830390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2077543450076830390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2008/06/return-of-ugly-oily-situation.html' title='THE RETURN ... OF THE UGLY OILY SITUATION'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-5476434860921217528</id><published>2007-02-21T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T07:53:57.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY SEVEN: OUR LOVE AFFAIR WITH THE BULLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND YET ANOTHER BULLYING / RAGGING CASE IN OUR MALAYSIAN PAPERS &lt;/span&gt;where a Royal Malaysian Air Force trainee was forced to eat his own vomit, after getting a sound thrashing. Why? It is alleged that this act of cowardice and stupidity was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;motivated by revenge&lt;/span&gt; ... why am I not surprised? Why should all of us be surprised? This is not as bad as a previous case where the ragging went too far and a 15 year old boy was killed after suffering from several beatings at the hands of several seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt; why is the culture of ragging / bullying still alive and kicking in our all institution of learning? If we picked it up from our colonial masters, why can't we be original for once and just drop this sickening, disgusting and dangerous dirty habit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; culture which promotes ragging&lt;/span&gt; in whatever form, shape and size is a indication of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a culture which believes &lt;/span&gt;that only the strong survive and the weak thrashed to within an inch of his life. It is also an indication that respect can only be achieved through fear and intimidation under the thinly veiled guise of 'tradition'. Well screw that tradition if it will cost us the lives of the innocent and the weak. The idea that it will toughen the so-called weak is ridiculously moronic. No amount of torture will prepare someone to be tough when he goes for a job interview. In fact, the buliled will only see fit to perpetuate the legacy reaching a level of cycle which in some instances, is hard to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wish list&lt;/span&gt; for this particular &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ugly side of Malaysian life&lt;/span&gt; consists of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; That all forms of ragging / freshie / &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;getting to know your seniors bullshit ends&lt;/span&gt; once and for all at all levels of institutionalized education system;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;That the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perpertrators of this so-called 'tradition' be arrested&lt;/span&gt; and punished to the maximum extent of the law for the first 100 cases which will be used as a deterrent for other sick, like-minded perverts who thrives on bullying their juniors just in order to gain the respect they believe they deserve;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; That &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;parents of these perpertrators be fined&lt;/span&gt; for allowing their children to adopt a danger-to-society attitude by becoming bullies and raggers;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; By k&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;icking out these bullies / raggers &lt;/span&gt;from their insitution of learning thereby effectively ending their educational opportunities. The price of a wasted career is nothing compared to the price of a human life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;That the practice of ragging /&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; bullying outlawed&lt;/span&gt; with immediate effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, a wish list is still a wish list meaning that I strongly doubt it if it will ever come true. But I'm still going to wait and hope and wait and hope that change will come and that all bullies and raggers will ge their just deserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-5476434860921217528?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5476434860921217528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=5476434860921217528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5476434860921217528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5476434860921217528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-seven-our-love-affair-with-bully.html' title='DAY SEVEN: OUR LOVE AFFAIR WITH THE BULLY'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-2430052849236153656</id><published>2007-02-17T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T08:52:25.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY SIX: THE GREAT ORATOR / SPEAKER / INTERVIEWEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE RECENT AL JAZEERA PROGRAMME, EAST 101&lt;/span&gt; interviewed our great leader. And for the life of me, no cushion, no sofa, no pillow on my bed was big enough to hide my embarrassed face. When asked by the interviewer about his opionon on the recent call by his predecessor to take the american cowboy for war crimes, what does our esteemed and highly articulate leader say? "Its his views". When asked again, whether or not he agrees with the intention to bring the said cowboy to to trial, our leader said again "Its his views". This could possibly show two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Firstly &lt;/span&gt;- he does not agree with his predecessor in making such a call because he wants to play it safe with the only superpower as it is by not invoking their anger, or worse, a show of displeasure; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Secondly&lt;/span&gt; - he does not want to acknowledge his predecessor's opinion whether or not deep down he shares it.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, to me, the answer is too feeble to come from a leader of newly developed nation. My wish list for what I would want him to have said was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) It is his opinion yes, but, it is also a reflection of what the Muslim world feels most appropriate seeing their brothers persecuted throughout the world. Whether or not it is the right thing to do right now, only time will tell; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Its an interesting proposition which will no doubt, echo for years to come. But the truth of the matter is, we will not know how far this imposition will carry today. Let the history books decide on this one, eh? or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Funny you should mention that. Not only did he make the call for war crimes, but he also held a four day exhibition on the atrocities of war. Now who would have thought of doing that in this day and age? Some may call it trouble-making, while others may call it a liberating expression. I call it, a right of a citizen of this country to do what he can within the confines of the law of the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something along those lines. It was a major question. It was a pity it was brushed aside so easily. Because the question provided an opportunity for our great leader to show how open, how sophisticated, how urban Malaysia is at the end of the day. Not a simple answer which seems to speak volumes in its too simple simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt; who the hell advises the man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-2430052849236153656?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2430052849236153656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=2430052849236153656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2430052849236153656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2430052849236153656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-six-great-orator-speaker.html' title='DAY SIX: THE GREAT ORATOR / SPEAKER / INTERVIEWEE'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-6478138895528648848</id><published>2007-02-15T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T07:30:48.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY FIVE: NATIONAL SERVICE - WHAT THE - ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE RECENT DEATH OF AN 18 YEAR OLD NATIONAL SERVICE TRAINEE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;at the Rasah Army camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, opened up a very simple yet profound question: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;are there no medical examination upon entry at the national service camps?&lt;/span&gt; According to the Star newspaper report last Thursday the 1st of February, apparently not as it is not compulsory. What these kids have to do to instead is fill in a checklist. Thats right. A checklist to state whether or not you are okay to enter the programme. But what if you ticked all the boxes thinking that you are okay but in reality you have an internal problem which only a medical officer can discover? What do you do then? Nothing really. Because you wouldnt know. Sometimes what you dont know wont hurt you. But in this present day and age, what you dont know can possibly hurt you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how is this horrendously stupid, horrifically dangerous  situation come to pass? How could they not consider checking the the kids whether or not he or she is physically able to attend the training? It boggles the mind threefolds to think that all these while thousands of our future leaders are entering into a situation which could very much hurt them. Is the call for compulsory check ups too late? Nothing is ever too late when it comes to the safety of our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the national service will stop springing surprises at us. This is our kids. We love them. We dont want anything bad to happen to them. Please stop all these carelessness. Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-6478138895528648848?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6478138895528648848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=6478138895528648848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/6478138895528648848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/6478138895528648848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-five-national-service-or-national.html' title='DAY FIVE: NATIONAL SERVICE - WHAT THE - ?'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-2088578007649756884</id><published>2007-02-07T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:26:20.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY FOUR: EVERYBODY DANCE NOW! LETS NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARE WE TOO TRIVIAL?&lt;/span&gt; If you read the local Malay rags you will see that nowadays, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it really pays to be an entertainer&lt;/span&gt;. Not only do you make busloads of money, but you get a legion of hardcore diehard fans, and, an admiration of the coming generation. If you can sing, and recite the Holy Quran, you're deemed 'perfect'; successfully balancing the responsibilities of this world and the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Malay heroes&lt;/span&gt; now are singers, actors and effeminate gossiping show hosts, NOT successful business people, scientists, sports personalities, teachers/educators or even our own fathers. If you read the main Malay newspapers, you will see a whole section / newspaper partition on entertainment. You may have business section but that portion is written in such a way that it gets no attention from the mid-adolescent to young-adult segment of society. Business, politics and education has not been made accessible and more mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question of the day is&lt;/span&gt;: What is wrong with the Malay society? Why are we raising a whole generation of entertainment seeking dolts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the nature of media business is to make money. And the best way to make money is to seel the high numbers of products. And the easiest most fastest way to sell products is to sell products which entertains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where is the moral compass which leads us back to things which really matters in life? Where is the core objective of the Malay race to become more successful in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to see what Malay youths will look like 10 years down the road (if we keep up our entertainment-churning-consuming ways) just take a trip downsouth and you will see where we are headed. It aint pretty. At least for our Malay youths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay race is getting lazy and too pre-occupied with cheap instantaneous entertainment. Thats a fact. We dont read, we dont write and we sure as hell dont have opinions on things in life apart from trivial entertainment-related gossips and thats a fact. Ask a young Malay man what he wants out of life, chances are he'd be stumped to answer you. Ask a child who he / she admires, chances are, it'd be Mawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we do? What should we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start with our children. We keep them from becoming the worse that we can be. And this is achievable only through sacrifice of time, effort and of course, money. And then we continue with our family members and finally friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do keep them from becoming the worse that we can be? By infusing in them the basic value between right and wrong. Logic does not come into play, only the intrinsic values of basic righs and wrongs; establishing an inner moral compass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this moral compass that can lead us the way. It can stop us from allowing triviality to be our reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, its a tall order. But something worth thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-2088578007649756884?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2088578007649756884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=2088578007649756884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2088578007649756884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/2088578007649756884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-4-everybody-dance-now-lets-not.html' title='DAY FOUR: EVERYBODY DANCE NOW! LETS NOT'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-5940282567964534797</id><published>2007-02-05T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:42:16.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY THREE: AND THEN THERE WAS TUN ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TUN MAHATHIR WAS NOMINATED&lt;/span&gt; by the Bosnians for the prestrigious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nobel peace prize&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently the Bosnians never forget. Unlike us, they appreciate a good gesture when they receive one even though many, many years ago. Because at one time, Tun heard the isolated cries of a nation in agony, and answered her call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how we treat our heroes; giving them praise and affection only after they've gone. Look at the late P Ramlee. We gave him a Tan Sri only after his passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt; why is that? Why must be appreciate someone only when they are no longer around to accept our praise and respect? It doesnt make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats life I suppose. Anything new is considered good, and anything which at one time meant something is not considered for anything. Out with the old, in with the new. If only they took time,and that little bit of effort to realize what others around the world have long ago realized, that contributions made by a man of Tun's calibre does not come around that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tun Mahathir was, is and will be Malaysia's true heroic son.&lt;br /&gt;A reminder, lest we forget.&lt;br /&gt;Only to remember when his passing has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-5940282567964534797?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5940282567964534797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=5940282567964534797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5940282567964534797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/5940282567964534797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-three-and-then-there-was-tun.html' title='DAY THREE: AND THEN THERE WAS TUN ...'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-7290503158071901450</id><published>2007-02-04T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:56:22.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY TWO: SUPER COPS TO THE RESCUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE ROBBERS INVOLVED&lt;/span&gt; in the very recent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;subang parade gold heist&lt;/span&gt; at poh kong was apprehended some 9 hours later. some were arrested at sunway, and another group was caught as they trying to board a bus back to thailand, in kelantan. the police successfully recovered some 8 kg of gold valued at about RM2.7 million. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This is amazing police work, and all within 9 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This is what we can expect from the police except that of latethey've been getting flak from all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My question for the day is:&lt;/span&gt; why do we keep harping on minor so-called mistakes of a few bad apples when the general overall police work by our local police heroes are seldom, if hardly ever commended? Our police do great police work but we often overlook that. We have world class cops on our shores and yet we fail to acknowledge that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Maybe its time we truly appreciate our police for all their hard work, dilligence, perseverance and skills?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-7290503158071901450?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7290503158071901450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=7290503158071901450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7290503158071901450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/7290503158071901450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-2-super-cops-to-rescue.html' title='DAY TWO: SUPER COPS TO THE RESCUE'/><author><name>bloodkingsingstheblues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08191680532940780100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2852666149492141832.post-905796486655626041</id><published>2007-02-03T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:13:30.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY ONE: TIME TO WAKE UP. COFFEE OPTIONAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO I FIGURED&lt;/span&gt;, what the hell, lets join in the marching band and see where it leadS us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS BLOG,&lt;/span&gt; ladies and gentlemen, was born out of a need in me to voice out my concerns on things around me; what i see with my own two eyes, and what I can make out from the writings on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I MAY NOT HAVE&lt;/span&gt; the contacts the information nor the details to share with you on what is happening today, but i do have what everyone else does as well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Douglas Adams "HITCH HIKER'S GUIDE TO THE QUESTION", sometimes, the question is more important than the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, what is the question which has the answer of Level 42?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2852666149492141832-905796486655626041?l=bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/905796486655626041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2852666149492141832&amp;postID=905796486655626041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/905796486655626041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2852666149492141832/posts/default/905796486655626041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodkingsingstheblues.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-one-time-to-wake-up-coffee-optional.html' title='DAY ONE: TIME TO WAKE UP. 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