To vote, or not to vote?

In My Honest Opinion

It is now the year 2013. I have recently set foot on home soil this year from my trip to Europe. I wanted to clear my mind of a few things, though it did not serve me to the peak of it's purpose but none the less it somewhat had a rather positive effect on my mentality.

2013 is in Malaysia an election year, and for me personally my first time voting in Malaysia's General Election. A funny thing this because in my three weeks of travels, many had ask me, "where are you from?" Upon hearing "Malaysia" 7 out of 10 times they will reply with the phrase' "Malaysia, Truly Asia". On the surface of the world, we Malaysians project an image that we are representing what is best in all of Asia. However underneath it all, I believe true test lies ahead in our future, and 2013 could yet be a turning point of our nation's path. It is our rightful duty as Malaysians to cast a vote in our elections to see, who it is that we choose to lead us in the coming years. This may come as a very difficult choice for us or for me especially as I see no one fit to vote for.

Over the last year, scandals of unacceptable behavior loomed large on both camps of parties. These are the same parties that are now fighting for our affection so that we indeed cast a vote on their favor. In other words fighting for the helm of this nation, so that they could lead us. One thing we must realize is, who are they fighting for? Is it for them or for us? Because a true purpose of a government is to govern their people and not collect riches for themselves. Last year the 'Scorpion Submarine' scandal and the incident of the Ss7 Field made me realize that there are predators on both side of the river and they are waiting to pound on us, as soon we are on their side.

So, with that in mind who do we choose. Do we choose those who stole Billions from us, or those who stole hundred of millions from us? It really does not matter because either way, we are going to be eaten alive. No one in any party could convince me of their sincerity of actually intending to run for office for the sake of Malaysia and it's people. Don't be fooled by the BR1M because for one, where did they get the cash to give to people? And no other government in the world pays cash.

The point that I am trying to make is that Malaysia does not need an election, nor does it need the old government nor a new one at this point. What we need is a new structure. A new structure of governing, one that could not allow them any room to take a single bite, unless they truly deserve it. For that to happen a lot of issues that they say must be address.

The Malaysian people should have equal rights. This means that the 'Bumiputera' statues must be revoke or be expanded to non-Malays. This must be done. The word 'Bumi' directly means earth but it is mainly refer to land. 'Bumiputera' meaning the children of the land, and it's previllages was handed out to Malays and Aborigines because they were born from this land. This was true many years ago, but not right now. Many Chinese and Indians are born in Malaysia now. Their parents had settled here and they are born here not by their own choice. Never the less they are also 'Bumiputera' for they are also born in this land. Look at Dato' Lee Cheong Wei. He is a national icon, the whole country cheered for him every time he plays, but most Malays do not realize that our national hero, was denied certain rights in a country that he fights for. So to is Dato Nicol Davids, Dato Michelle Yeoh, Dato K. Rajagopal. All heroes of Malaysia all denied certain rights.

We are a Muslim country, and Islam is given to us by Allah SWT by the way of His Prophet Muhammad SAW. He too was a leader of Madina and Mecca. In Madina his people does not only consist of Muslims but also non-Muslims, yet He never denied them any rights of freedom, except the rights of going to war (and that is because His enemies only came to fight the Muslims). He proclaimed that Madina is for all who lived in it.

Any politician could offer this abolishment of the constitution wins my vote, but sadly no one did.

Government

The Government -- I heard about the Government and
I went out to find it. I said I would look closely at
it when I saw it.
Then I saw a policeman dragging a drunken man to
the callaboose. It was the Government in action.
I saw a ward alderman slip into an office one morning
and talk with a judge. Later in the day the judge
dismissed a case against a pickpocket who was a
live ward worker for the alderman. Again I saw
this was the Government, doing things.
I saw militiamen level their rifles at a crowd of
workingmen who were trying to get other workingmen
to stay away from a shop where there was a strike
on. Government in action.
Everywhere I saw that Government is a thing made of
men, that Government has blood and bones, it is
many mouths whispering into many ears, sending
telegrams, aiming rifles, writing orders, saying
"yes" and "no."
Government dies as the men who form it die and are laid
away in their graves and the new Government that
comes after is human, made of heartbeats of blood,
ambitions, lusts, and money running through it all,
money paid and money taken, and money covered
up and spoken of with hushed voices.
A Government is just as secret and mysterious and sensitive
as any human sinner carrying a load of germs,
traditions and corpuscles handed down from
fathers and mothers away back.

Carl Sandburg

European Post

Hello, to all my readers. I have not been writing for a while as I am currently in Europe or London to be exact. I had just returned from Amsterdam and currently drinking a tasty cup of 'hot chocolate'. I will write about my exploits in Europe in later post.




To kick off my first pot of the new year, is that of what I was thinking on the ferry which I took from Calais, France to Dover, England. I was thinking about love, or rather loneliness. I had a moment of reflection of the things that have been, and also thing that is to be, but the thought that dominated most in my mind was the thought of someone, the thought of 'the one'. I was thinking of Sarah

It was one of the reasons that i came to Europe, is to relieve my mind of her, so that when I returned home, she will be nothing more but a memory. But still the feelings that I have for her is still attached to me. I will let it go before I leave. One things comes to mind on the ferry was that when I thought about God, and all the prayers we ask of Him, I remembered, when I prayed to God, to sent me someone to love me.






I realised that God will not send her down to me on some plate or in a box all wrapped up and decorated with ribbons. What happens is that God will show you to her, He will lead you to her and when you see her, God will touch you in the heart to tell you, this is what you ask for. Then it is up to you to go up to her and get her.

But what if, what if you blew your chance with her? She is yours for the taking, but because the challenge is too hard or the timing is not right, for whatever reason, you blew it with her? She was the one for you and you ruined it with her, you fumbled and you failed. What then? what is there install for you. It scared me because for a moment there I thought you have missed your chance of happiness.

While I was in Europe, I had to be precise in certain timing to get to where I was going, I had no personal transport so I relied heavily on public transportations. Like when I am chasing the last train to Paddington, or when I was trying to catch my bus back to London, or the train to Amsterdam. Being alone made everything so much harder because I could only rely on myself. A single mistake would not only leave me stranded, but it will cost me a lot of money, on top of the money that I have wasted.

But sometimes shit happens. Like today, because of the change in platform at the Amsterdam Centraal, I took the wrong train, I was suppose to go to Amstel, but I ended up in Utreacht the next town near outside Amsterdam. I missed my bus at 7:00pm as my detour got me in Amstel half an hour late. When I got to the office, they told me I could still make the next one for an extra fee of €10. So I made the change.

The thing is that the bus will not be taking the train to London, but it will be boarding the ferry from Calais to Dover. I had always wanted to go to Dover, and see the white cliffs, but because of time restrictions, I had crossed it out of the place I am going to visit this time. But since I missed the bus at 7pm, I was able to see it. Sure it is dark and I could not take a picture of it, but I was there, in Dover looking ath the white cliffs.

Thanks to the designs of the European transport person, I was given something better then going through a dark tunnel. I was given a chance to see Dover. And that comforted me about the whole love thing. For if a man, or the combined brain of many man could come up with such rectification, I wonder what is in store for me by Allah SWT. For He can command anything and everything, and more perfect than the minds of men.

Maybe someone better or someone I was meant to be waa still in store for me. I can't say I know what is going to be, but when I get there, I will like the sight of it. Happy 2013 everybody!