A PERPLEXITY NO DOUBT

Papalados finds it quite shocking that his blogspot and e-mail address are quite blatantly displayed onto many blog sites particularly ones that utilize the word press conduit for their bloggings. Papalados suspect that this has to do with a comment he posted a while back onto Penyapujagat’s blog, of which is now known as Selangor Today. Perhaps it was just a system error or something that revolves within that sphere. It is, hoped, that the caretakers of word press could somehow rectify this niggling little thing. To the honorable bloggers out there, of, whom, are irritatingly, infested with papalados’s inconsequential being, please forgive him. For he, too is, absolutely perplexed, about it.
1,000.000 apologies..Cheers..

JUST DON'T BOTHER LAH

What lah still want to discuss about the race’s supremacy, what is so supreme about any race for that matter. We are all one race what- the human race except for that one particular set of people lah of whom thinks that they have quite the god’s given right to annihilate another just because of a two or three millennium old spurious belief that was penned in their so called holy book. As if the almighty is ever the myopic chap. Compare that to what the Quran always stipulates: Oh Ye Who Are faithful not, Oh mamak kutty nor Oh keris wielding Labu Labi. Again if so concerned about the creed and culture why are there members from the grouping fairer sex still considerably involved in the flesh trade, the dangdut halls and also the karaoke lounges, apart from the massage parlors, quite of course. Not discounting the ones who are not from the dubious professions: the lowly office workers especially from the private sector (the government servants are already well taken care of- the bee end authorities have already seen to that) only surviving with nearly all their monies earned, spent on, the basic necessities alone, namely- food, shelter and transportation costs. Along with, the few ringgit in excess, for the kids schooling, leaving next to nothing for savings. If fell ill or jatuh sakit, susah lah, very difficult one, maybe have to borrow lah. From: Along also- very possible: maa. Apa boleh buat. Duit tak cukup. Money not enough. What do you say then- when the people, whom you are so zealous about, originating mostly from Malaysia’s sprawling cities, live precariously upon the margins of poverty and utter destitution, aggravated all, the more, should things got upset whence prices for the bare- essentials jumped up- just a little. When the delicate balance, only the teeny- weeny bit is pushed off tandem making all and sundry plunging into the depths of living hell itself. Whilst you, you ignominious cock- suckers, would always wallow in the best of splendors, chiefly, biting and sucking black and blue upon the distastefully pierced clitoris of artistes and celebrities of all makes. Some may even be sex deviates- one never knows. You are now the moneyed lot. You actually lead very different lives. What do you know about scrounging day in and day out like the masyarakat marhein- the ordinary folks, but the God fearing people: nevertheless. You have no God except for power and wealth. You only believe in living for the day and making luxurious- your empire, plus often would you quip: we only lived once. On, the other hand for us, there is always the hereafter, a cause and effect mechanism installed by God. Whatever actions or inactions partaken on transient earth would see the justifiable comeuppances in the afterlife. We are too scared of this the reason we would never sell our souls for Dajjal’s or The Antichrist aphoristically exclaimed vice- versa basket of goodies. You and your counterparts or ones that are of your ilk are verily the gogs and magogs from traditions of old- the abominable destroyers of civilizations. Furthermore, you have become incessantly filthy rich inasmuch as loosing all sense of anything minutely virtuous in your entire physiological makeup. As, the case, may be you would always end up mingling with personalities of your very archetypes. Resulting in your lot drifting further from anything godly yet propelled even more into the abyss like domains of the infinitely evil. Lucifer’s- devoted adherents, nonetheless. Being, god centric or something even infinitesimally near, you- are most definitely not. Howsoever you have the cheek to invoke slogans the like of your much misquoted, ancestry’s, all important, union. Lest your paternity house be, overran by the yellow scourge and or the, lesser numbered, dark skinned rabble- rousers. You can be so racialist whence your powerbase plus your ill- gotten, perks, are, perceivably threatened, especially so, by the impending albeit very positive yet inexorable outcomes of raw democracy realized. The groundswell of mostly urban middle class malays that are the little bit god centered rather than devilish- like yourselves. They are more inclined to be the righteous citizens compared to the Machiavellian thugs you are ever more having an affinity for. Reiteratively it is always the end justify the means for you is it not, caring less for the irreparable damages that those actions inevitably brought about. To paraphrase a prominent western scribe who wrote of people who hides behind awe inspiring notions the likes of nation hoods and or heavenly beliefs, being the banes of the earth. Yes, the emerging malays were the direct products of the DEB but an unequivocal no should you again be their unsavory ‘role models’. Besides, we are all more than ‘united’ under the blessed banners of the Pakatan Rakyat. Long live the PR, Long live Malaysia.

ALL THE SMILING FACES-MALAYSIANS GALORE

The padang was literally filled to the brim, with hardly even a standing room, papalados distinctly hears Dsai’s voice reverberating through the still night, crisp as ever but with words emitted fluid and not at all halting. People were all over, there was also a pasar malam outside, stretching bazaar- like, offering the lightest snacks to the most somber of clothing plus not discounting the ubiquitous political CDees alongside the sellers playing some- even. Dark blue trucks lined the partly finished road reaching into Jln TAR. The multitudinous rakyat strolled about quite nonchalantly some going away with little kids in tow along with the many more recently arrived. Police personnel were everywhere, some flocking at the food stalls, another grouping together having a bit of a small chat, their merry laughter, fading away into the evening. More were making their rounds platoon like circling around the historical Sports Club. The bright red water cannon, crowd- control, tankers, were, stationed quite a bit far from the celebrations in the like of not anticipating any untoward drama, during the course of the jubilations, yet much prepared- all the same. People kept coming in. Within the playing field, there were loud cheering, synchronized laughter and the insuppressible heavy clapping. Everyone was happily smiling. Grinning too was Auntie Meena together with Uncle Mano clapping thunderously and Mr Lim still on his handphone. Ah Chong and girlfriend were straining out their necks trying to view what was in front, oblivious to the super huge screen right in the middle. Pak Haji Dollah too was straining his ears attempting to- not miss anything that was, uttered by Aun Wah. To say that there were the few thousands in attendance would be a serious misstatement. Howsoever to be adamant about the numbers reaching tens of thousands could reach the littlest of an underestimate but many- many were the rakyat. The police just had to be the killjoy, stopping the event quite prematurely without even anyone having witnessed the countdown whence the clock strikes twelve. Even so, the magnanimous, Dato Seri, as ever, benignly yet soothingly, beseeched, the people to acquiesce and for everyone to head along to their respective abodes. Quite another day tomorrow that is. Wonder what is it that is going to happen two weeks ahead. The rakyat, ever more, kept on arriving. Putrajaya shivers.

CERITA- CERITA 4

After a heady one month of politics ‘gazing’ papalados has to admit that this particular sphere, in the, country’s day to day, existence is actually quite above him. The numerous blogs available have all the information readily accessible and even in real time should viewers care to peruse hour by hour throughout the entire day and night if they have the time. Papa actually does that, thus he finds it expedient to include political laced posts onto his blogspot. He tried to imbibe something different by somewhat attaching that little bit of twist, but, the actual- fact was just a regurgitation of what was written in other websites. A few may have been analytical yet the rest would probably be mere reiterations. However, politics sometimes could be so intriguing or it could be, mainly due, to, his age, reaching the mid century point, that he finds vast amount of noteworthy pointers in the particular realm. Compared to dangdut, politics can be so dynamic. On the other hand, there could be the similarities but only parallel to each other and never the twain shall meet. A, blogger, buddy, even suggested lacing dangdut stories with some poignantly political components but to papa, they could never do as dangdut is a topic on its own and could never be associated with something so inspiring like that of statecraft. Furthermore, papa only talks much on the ‘artistic’ side of the subject leaving altogether the salacious aspects although hinting albeit subliminally from time to time. Even amenoputras, are seldom seen, in dangdut establishments, due to, the fact, that most have gone up market, patronizing the more than few very expensive girlie karaoke clubs in town leaving dangdut much to the ordinary folks. The happenings inside those clubs can never be, guessed, as there are stories of orgy like merriment where the chaps and the girls sang and dance in their birthday suits whilst fucking like crazy at the same time. Papa actually started blogging due to his love of writing along with the realization that he could never stop doing that- meaning writing of course. Narrate he must but only so the themes that he is familiar with. Added to that it is a strictly no- no for him to propound a certain world view together with imposing upon others whatever doctrines his inconsequential mind finds relevant. People: by, and large, can think for themselves, we are all matured enough for that. So then, there is, actually no point in being holier, than, thou, alongside becoming condescending most of the time- the recent elections results, have seen, to that. Equally, the ameno braggarts have just had the humbling experience, serves them right. Papa distinctly remembers that certain swagger they always had but not anymore now. Yes, the old bastard papalados need to write but only on dangdut and his oft- repeated four step formula, howsoever, do forgive him should he, albeit once in a while highlights something that sounds the little bit political. Night- night and do not let the bed bugs bite. Wah! Still got bedbugs aaa. Spray shelltox lah. Makkal Shakthi! Hidup Pakatan Rakyat!

A SEMBLANCE OF NORMALITY

Henceforth the quarrel seems to have abated a little, everything has returned to some form of normalcy. There were genuine calls for Pak Lah to vacate the highest office but the top leadership took things in stride, did not overly panic and set to mend things as appropriate as possible. Pak Lah even admitted to his part in the thrashing that the party received during the last elections. Johor Umno, realizing that it could be that bit unreasonable to hound the PM ever more, took the best solution upon them to endear Pak Lah to include a succession scheme into his overall strategic blueprint.
Najib, too, has, in, his own, distinctive way- avoided worsening further the impasse within the BN coalition. He had effectively included in his list of everyday activities a program that imitated a counsel like approach. A psychological technique that induces a person to air his or grievances that in most circumstances much releases the aggrieved party’s bottled up emotions but temporarily only should measures taken afterwards do not really address the causes but more of the symptoms. An extension of the infamous psy war techniques available to all power players yet this time deployed increasingly- within the organization. The, members, were very much taken for the seemingly open approach forwarded by the top leaders as of late that they tune down their overly vehement calls for the chiefs to take stock of the party’s losses, subsequent, of which, to quietly, disappear, from the scene. However, it was commendable on the number two’s part to bring down, upon, himself, to personally visit party establishments in order to meet up with the numerous members and to openly consult their views on pertinent issues affecting the association. As to why, the party members were not that vociferous prior to PRU 12 is quite, anybody’s guess.
The public would have appreciated the BN’s much sobered approach to the current situation if not for the veritably irrational policies being uttered in the Main Stream Media as of 48 hours ago plus or minus. Apparently, they have not learned but extended to the other four of what had been, promulgated in the only fallen state- previous, to the last elections, being Kelantan- quite of course. The basic tenets of Democracy, have yet again, evaded, them. They are only beholden to their mighty leaders, the evermore despicably corrupt amenoputras and the quintessentially evil cukongs of multifarious ‘color and creed’. The rakyat is, as ever, out of the equation.
Even though Anwar has unequivocally stated that he would not be pushing for a no confidence vote on Pak Lah come Parliament’s first sitting later in the month, the PR imperatively must seize the moment should an opportunity arises during times ahead, in which, the window cold be opened only days from now. The urgency could never be emphasized all, the, more in that they have started to harp on the religious card, as of currently. The billions that would yet again be nonchalantly plundered should they remain for that little bit of a one more teeny weeny term must never be allowed lest we lose out aggravatingly, on the inner side of, the country’s coffers, come world recession down the line.
Howsoever, politics, can be, so fluid, plus, so cloak and dagger along with so secret rendezvous like that no one could ever second guesses as to what is really transpiring on the ground. On, the, other, hand it would be, good to, personally hear what Dsai has to say come Monday night whence he would be literally free in his personal capacity to roam the political landscape of the nation once more. See you at the Club’s padang.

IS THAT ALL YB PM

Exactly, is that all that it all boils down to, a question of doing, one’s- mathematics. 14 parliament and 22 state seats, lacking those we could have gotten our two- thirds majority and things would be as per usual. Pak Lah in what must have the country’s book of records: understatement of the year, what about ‘Bersih’, Hindraf and the lawyers’ rallies. Do they, not come, to anything? All, to, be swept under, the proverbial carpet, none of the lessons, to be, heeded.
Perchance also, the grievances, even though, very much genuine, of the ‘lesser’ Malaysians other than bumis, might, be, left, as they, are: the perennial, cans, of worms, that come with the package. Well the counterparts in the two faraway states are all hot and bothered now, how is that for an unending dilemma. They being bumis too, just add all, the more, quaintly like, to the ‘overly contentious’ equation.
Howsoever, it must be said that Pak Lah was playing to the party audience instead of the nation as a whole, henceforth the reliance on the ‘irrelevant’ crunching of numbers, obviously very pleasing to the crowd, gullible, possibly so, but then again perhaps not.
A what if but did not become so situation. Placebos all the way, with any remedies, if ever there should be, not at all within sight. A, what, could be situation, if not for the saboteurs, precisely the stand, of what is going to happen to these ‘despicable’ traitors.
Oh! One could not really rely on hearsays said Dato Seri Najib, there must at least be written complaints substantiated with hard evidence, undoubtedly trite as ever, or just being politically expedient for reason of not further exacerbating the fragmentation of the party.
On the other hand, the number two was not unlike a tried and tested Statesman whence addressing, as shown on TV, a few hours ago, the all critical question of the erosion of the public’s confidence in the BN.
Paraphrasing pretty much what Ku Li had quoted in Gua Musang the few, days, back, Dato Seri Najib is quite on track rather than avoiding the issues, as the BN leaders, were thought, to be doing albeit until just, recently. By, and large, quite well said, and better now, rather than never.
Considering that he is, given, that bit extra coverage as of concurrently, Dato Najib had really hit it strong that without doubt him being the successor to Pak Lah, and vouched- ever more- by the number one himself.
All very well, if there were not the destructive infighting within the party, but as things had come to be and never could be resolved unless a drastic course, of action, be, set, in motion. The resistance to that must never be underestimated. Do not think Pak Lah would ever relent and with Najib strongly behind him now, the battle could only get worse.
Making concerned Malaysians, papalados being one, hedging their bets on Aun Wah, to be the personage best to take lead the country, when the full effects of the sub prime mess hit our shores, mid- year onwards.
Taking into account, that investors, are beginning to avoid the country due to political uncertainties together with neighboring ASEAN nations irked by the frustratingly stalemated power play in Malaysia.
We better be doing something quick lest our beloved nation be regarded the economic outcast or pariah (forgive the term) within the region.

WHOMEVER FOR PRESIDENT

Rather than do away with the thirty percent rule, the power, that be, wants it to be maintained. Perchance they need to see if it is still applicable against the overwhelming call for The President to resign. The argument being the members should not find it a problem to satisfy the rule if they are that adamant in their demands. In the, meantime should there be any hindrances that somehow could delay the inevitable, the ones refusing to change the requirements for less stringent conditions would use the time gained to consolidate further their and the party’s situation. However, there are concerns in the cyber world that close members of the first family not being visible this past week or so.
Outside observers on the other hand could not help but feel the aftershocks that somehow point to the party not being well but very poorly so. It may be that bit politically correct if one cites turmoil as the proper terminology denoting its present circumstances.
Of the multifarious fronts that call for The Overall Chief to vacate his post none are more cohesive than the two, spearheaded by Tun being the first group and Tengku the other. Although their objectives are quite clear and seemed to converge in that they want the current Premier to resign for reason of taking sole responsibility for the bashing that the party received during last PRU 12, there are- the other agendas- that were not openly vociferated, other than the obvious reason of strengthening the party’s beleaguered disposition- quite of course.
The two million over, party members, can only be divided so much, apart from the two malcontented groupings being led by the Tun and Tengku respectively. The Tengku, has his ever crucial call for Malay Unity as his all empowering raison d’etre but Tun did not say anything else other than harsh words advocating the resignation of Pak Lah. Even though Ku Li was, quite- unequivocal, in his bid for the Presidency, the, much spirited, Tun did not really convey any intention to that effect. He may be the bit reticent today but nobody could ever say what is, it going to be for the morrow. Considering that he still has that bit of juice left in him, it may- be, although very much a quaint possibility, that all of us throughout the entire motherland, see, as, yet, another bout of Mahathirism, bread and butter wise- that being so, but then again perhaps not.