Thursday, 17 May 2018

Well, well, well...

...what do we have here? The layer of virtual dust on my long-lamented and forgotten blog is about as thick as the one in my real life room! *coughcoughcough* Sorry that's the dust triggering my asthma.

Anyway, what has happened since the last time I posted anything in my blog?

For one, since I failed the PTC of PTD last time (as detailed in previous post or just scroll down), I failed another two attempts for the same reason. I guess I am the apocryphal definition of insanity then, doing the same thing over and over and expecting different result.

In the pit of desperation and skint, I accepted a job in a well-known multinational financial service outsourcing firm sometime in July 2016 and currently still in it mainly because of a fixed income (...I have an inkling I have been lowballed but I guess being technically a freshie, I don't really have a choice, am I), comparatively plentiful amount of annual leaves (the biggest saving grace of this company when my friends who are working in same sectors are having it bad) and company insurance coverage (yeah yeah adult need to have insurance blah blah). It's still ultimately not the job I wanted to be in for the long run though so...keep your eyes peeled (?).

Let's face it, working in a financial service outsourcing firm which has office in Poland, India and Malaysia, countries with cheap tertiary educated labour means efficiency which in turn means delivering results in shortest turnaround with the least cost possible...which looks good for the sales front but hellish for us, the metaphorically basement dwelling office farm drones typing away in front of the PC, merely surviving daily drudgery at the bottom of corporate food chain.

...and it's almost two years I am in my position.

Bleak.

Then an unexpected thing happened in Malaysia.

The main impetus for me to revisit my blog and splurge my mental vomit onto it again however is 14th General Election / Pilihanraya Umum ke-14 happened and CHANGE indeed. 61 years of hegemony, patronage and complacency crushed by the sheer strength of conviction by the voters in the ballot box and ushered in a unprecedented era filled with visible hope and aspiration. The change of tone in media atmosphere in particular couldn't be more refreshing with factual reporting, keeping the eager public updated regarding the inevitable crumbling of the old regime.

Now, we have a new government committed to drain the largesse, trim the fat and undo the lost decades of governmental mismanagement. Among the first few executive act the new government did is terminating 17,000 "political appointees" in the government (mainly "special officers" in ministries and departments.)...

...AND SHOUTY MCFATCUNT LOST HIS JOB AS "COMMUNICATION OFFICER OF MOF".

REJOICE! IN YOUR FUCKING FACE FOR WASTING MY TIME WITH PROPAGANDA PIECE IN USM LAST TIME. DEFUND POINTLESS DEPARTMENTS AND BUGGER OFF ELSEWHERE, YA CUNT!

...perhaps this year will be the year of change for me as well then! Better, happier times ahead!(?)

Epilogue: ...that's about it really. Thanks for clicking on this post. If you're my friend, probably you have already known most of the stuff I mentioned here through my Facebook or Instagram. I am more active on Instagram these days really so feel free to follow if you want to have manageable and broadly nice things and musings to fill your knowledge about my otherwise humdrum desk bound office worker life.

Sunday, 27 March 2016

Program Assessment Centre (PAC) M41 Pegawai Tadbir & Diplomatik (PTD) Siri 2016.

Preface: What a jolly post to mark the first post of 2016! *slow clap* 

Alternative Title: Head on Collision on Fat Ceiling.

Dear readers (that means you two): to better understand the underlying context and overall sentiment of this post, read this post first before proceeding.

What soon to be the death certificate for my aspiration in civil service, complete with number tag! Does give off vibe of Auschwitz, isn't it?

The worst case scenario, the nightmare end which my gut feeling told me for a good while since I receive that email has indeed happened.

JPA & SPA with the help of Fit Malaysia fitness coach ninnies from Ministry of Youth and Sport has arbitrarily decided to erect a ceiling made of adipose tissues, BMI index, abdominal strength, stamina of running back and forth for cardio, grip strength and body suppleness degree (all of them under a thing call Ujian Kesihatan Jasmani Kebangsaan or UKJK. Yes, #TIL there is a national standard to measure fitness)...and the ceiling above me was impenetrable.

Fitness test in which its link to the whole Administrative and Diplomatic Cadet selection process is TENUOUS at best has become the flimsy reason to DISQUALIFY me from attending the rest of the Performance Assessment Centre i.e. the essay writing, public speaking and group discussion, the part where I can potentially shine and recoup lost ground. An opportunity denied on spurious ground and sudden policy change.

Apparently the lump of fatty white matter inside my skull, the myelin sheaths and nerve connection I spent my whole life nurturing is immediately rendered worthless when put side by side with my disgusting calorific lump of adipose tissue.

The immediate reaction, the only reaction I can give to them is one of absolute confusion, frustration and anger which translates into berating all of them right in their face, calling them out of unfair treatment of last years postponers ("Kita ikut dasar baru JPA tahun ini." is their only answer.) undergoing new shits this year (out of 66 postponers, only 25 pops up. Great success, JPA & SPA.) while ranting on about why I never do and hated sports (speaking of which, fuck you Mr. Bernard Phua of KHS. Hope you got stroke.) and how they just blew their chance of recouping the RM30k they gave me as scholarship.

The worst feeling that I had out of this needless drama, the one that almost made me breach the dam of tears is how the event essentially vindicated every single naysayers in my life that asks "go move a little, fatty" and "why the hell you postponed the admission when you passed last year, numbnuts? Why can't you finish your thesis faster?". I feel I have been made an idiot just by being myself. It made me question my very own existence and way of carrying my own life the way I want it to be from the point I have consciousness, me being the slightly asthmatic boy who prefer crawling above atlas learning names of odd places around world than running and stumbling about in the playground playing catch, the boy who always got sidelined (of both voluntary and involuntary kind) in any PE class due to being the odd numbered guy, the guy who leap through Wikipedia articles than ditch, the guy who wanders and meanders willy-nilly in five foot ways savouring sights and sounds of street with only a map, water bottle and umbrella instead of doing repetitive lifting and running in gymnasium and local park.

Apparently, the naysayers are right. No matter how much I enriched my worth of humanity by procuring knowledge and world view, a hideous sack of skin and fat will immediately negate it, rendering it invisible. This woefully demeaning, humiliating, insulting, depressing, dehumanizing exercise, the utterly meaningless, pointless, needless, useless hoop has drained me of whatever little self-worth and dignity I have towards myself, leaving me destitute of humanity and love to myself. I thought I've enough confidence to say that my body image is not an obstacle for me to achieve success and greater good but turns out the truth is actually the contrary. It bloody hurts to experience a glass or rather, FAT ceiling in career path that shouldn't been so, the pencil pushers. The fitness coach actually had the cheek to say that "it should be taken as motivation to overcome one's limit like how I gave you the chance during the sit up"? How about I shove your PARK-Q/KBS evaluation report together with your timer right up to your "jantung emas" (Heart of Gold? Not a Douglas Adam reference in this case) where the sun don't shine then. Denying me opportunity to present my level of education and intellect in advancing my own career aspiration will help me to examine myself and shed a few kilos? How about you keel off and die in ditch while ninnying about in Putrajaya Lake Garden trail, FUCK.

The conclusion? JPA & SPA would only care about creating bunch of identikit, gormless, faceless goons with undivided loyalty towards the power that be. They have no time for fatty sack one call body that isn't "Civil Service/Pegawai Tadbir dan Diplomatik Ready".

To wrap up this rant, here's an appropriate accompanying soundtrack while you enjoy the following photos.


Fuck you very very much, Jabatan Perkhidmatan Awam.

Fuck you very very much too, Suruhajaya Perkhidmatan Awam.
Echoing back to last year, the sentiment my interviewer (Dato' Segarajah) expressed wondering why I, a soon to be Master degree holder back then want to apply for civil service when there are other more worthwhile job prospects out there with even better pay (tutoring/lecturing in particular), perhaps this is a wake up call for me to consider a more worthwhile career path especially path that truly appreciates education and world view and most important, path where body image and fat phobia doesn't come into play and wreck havoc.

Postscript: Meanwhile, fingers' still crossed for the editor position I applied as they are still marking the translation and editing examinations we took. That's one place that will truly appreciate the skill set, aptitude and knowledge I amassed.

Wednesday, 30 December 2015

So, Any Questions about *THAT* Elephant in the Room? (No? Alright then.)

Alternative Title:
1) (Dis)information and (Non)answers about the 1MDB Debacle.
2) Why Jabatan Hal-Ehwal Khas (JASA) or Department of Special Affairs should be very well be defunded or disbanded altogether.

Preface: LONG read liberally peppered with profanities and teeming with personal and for certain people, jaundiced and bigoted view, observation and OPINION ahead.

When it comes to current affairs and political issues (especially domestic one happening within Malaysia), I have always preferred to maintain a keen but cautious interest towards all the going-on, setting self to be a generally passive receiver of news observing quietly from the sideline while reserving personal judgment until I have sufficient knowledge and opinion about it and only sharing it when prompted. Therefore, while the 1MDB (1Malaysia Development ) debacle rumbles into background for the longest time, snowballing into a preposterous degree, I remained broadly ambivalent and apathetic by the whole shenanigan. As some of my peers frothing in disproportionate anger hammering Share or Retweet button furiously more often than not captioned with absolute drivel, I was pulling an unimpressed look while being silently judgmental, reveling in self-satisfying smugness as I regard irresponsible and incoherent sharing on "things" they barely comprehend of its magnitude and veracity as the very cardinal sin of the social media, a modern day plague.

My thought when I look at the relentless deluge of "expose" on 1MDB "Billions of ringgit missing or lost due to dubious investments? Surely that's what happened to large business every now and then. Why do people haven't realize big business WILL always swindle money? Government is a total omnishambles? That's common knowledge I would've thought." while pondering why workers' revolution against capitalist scumbags hasn't occur yet, swirling my imaginary wineglass in the meantime. While I certainly do have genuine concern regarding the mysterious "donors" behind RM2.6billion deposited into Jibby's personal account, I am broadly disenchanted by the 1MDB debacle anyway for the fact that concerned members of public will never gain enough information and perspectives (due to the way capitalists and government works) to form a sensible, well rounded value judgment. I am so disinterested that the only possible scenario that I will get truly riled up with 1MDB is when 1MDB transmogrify into an actual being or stabbed me in the eye (judging by the magnitude however, it's more likely to be transformed into a godzilla). To put it simply, my judgment remains largely a blank slate.

About a week ago as I was browsing through USM Info Sharing Corner that a picture post that exhorts "tired of being labelled a keyboard warriors?" caught my eye. Upon reading the post, my interest piqued.

NO, free food is not what piqued my interest.
Apparently, Jabatan Hal-Ehwal Khas (JASA in short) in collaboration of Kumpulan Rakan Siswa Malaysia (KARISMA) USM is having a Townhall meeting of sort to address, debate and discuss...current affairs and issues and according to the Facebook group post, the event promises the attendees can bravely ask "free-for-all, no hold barred, open fire questions" towards the invited panelists on ANYTHING that boggles our mind regarding whatever that is going on in our country in particular of our government. Intriguing, brave even considering the seemingly endless blunders our honourable governments always get into and their utter shambolic, flimsy excuse of responses and action towards criticisms and they decided to have townhall meeting that target university students instead. Not sure how are they going to win us over but props to them, I thought.

Jabatan Hal-Ehwal Khas or Department of Special Affairs (which by the way, abbreviates into DoSA...or sin in Bahasa Malaysia. *snigger*) is a department under Ministry of Communication and Multimedia which according to their website, has the objectives of "to cultivate Malaysians that are confident, matured, morally upright. and patriotic; to promote a conducive political environment that foster national integration; to prepare and ensure a systematic dissemination of information through conventional media." Considering its origin in the 60s when it was formed to "preserve and defend political stability and the Alliance/Perikatan Government", the precursor to the modern day Barisan Nasional, little wonder that DoSA/JASA has been alleged as the propaganda outfit of the government of the day, ready to sing praise to Dear Leader and its Government. Nonetheless, it thought it would still be interesting to learn the government's official position on the endless debacles about them, a sensible departure from the ceaseless cacaphony and drama on the social media.

On the day of the event itself, a very good friend of mine is back in Penang for a holiday and we were having dinner at Ivory Plaza near USM when I remembered about the Townhall meeting. Since we are pretty much bumming around with no plan, we two USM alumni made the journey into USM again to the event hall at Kompleks Cahayasiswa or Student Activities Complex.

The stage, waiting for the invited panelists to arrive. It's fairly obvious that JASA have been going out public universities across Malaysia for this, judging by the Jelajah Kampus (Campus Tour/Roadshow) backdrop.

Upon registration, we were given fliers about panelists and most intriguing of all, one glossy booklet.

1MDB: Siapa Kata Tidak Dijawab (Edisi Baru), lit. Who Said There's No Answer though I would have translated the title as Our Answers. New edition as in November 2015 while the first edition was in September 2015. That's a quick republication, isn't it? Picture taken when am back at home after event's over.

Is the event going to focus on that biggest elephant in the room among all, the embattled government investment arm 1Malaysia Development Berhad or 1MDB (not to be confused with imdb) then? Considering the length and cost JASA goes to produce a full-coloured, glossy booklet that gathers the government's responses/answers to accusation heaped upon them about 1MDB and giving it away for free for all the Townhall meets, the night's going to be interesting and heated and I was feeling fairly giddy to heated exchange and discussion about it.

Upon flipping to the foreword/prakata right on the third page on the booklet however, whatever expectation I have about the Townhall was rapidly and violently torpedoed and sunk when I was left flabbergasted by the very first opening line of the foreword.

"If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it." attributed by this booklet to Paul Joseph Goebbel, the Nazi Reichminister of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda. Also note the typo in the opening line right underneath the quote.
At that very moment, I have actually witnessed Godwin's Law in flesh, alive and kicking in a government sanctioned "informative" booklet, an potent indicator of total absence of credibility and dubious veracity not just of the booklet itself but the event that is going to unfold soon after. Without any shame or irony while exhibiting total disregard of historical context (a,k.a. WWII), a JASA's publication has quoted a dubious maxim from an infamous Nazi, notwithstanding that the alleged quote itself has multiple and ambiguous origins (it could be an apocrypha of Joseph Goebbel's speech/philosophy in which the Big Lie idea or Große Lüge originate from Adolf Hitler's Mein Kampf which then misattributed to Vladimir Lenin thanks to USA's House Committee of Un-American Activities (1946). In fact, the very idea itself could very well be a synthesis of similar ideas or quotes from various person during various points in history.) while insinuating the mounting criticisms against 1MDB and the current Malaysians Government as one Big Lie perpetuated by liars and crooks with malicious intent hellbent to destroy the "democratic institution" of this country, oblivious to the ironical and farcical situation that a) JASA themselves is a governmental department allegedly specialized in propaganda much like Goebbel's Reichministry was and b) Nazi Germany themselves too employed a Big Lie of their own throughout its existence to justify their war and the millions of innocents exterminated in Death Camps. Is this quote a reflection of JASA's defensive psyche and the eventual end in which JASA's willing to carry out their task in..."information dissemination", justifying their mean of implementing task at hand?

While am still reeling from the almost fatal cringe and repulsion thanks to Godwin's Law, the event commences with formalities (including a speech by Deputy Vice Chancellor (Student Affairs) whom were fairly ecstatic too about the event, calling students to be daring in its questions) before moving on opening statements/presentations round by the panelists.

Panelists' presentation.

The panelists with additional annotation/byline (click it to embiggen!) by me which in my opinion gave a fair summary of not just my personal reception to the panelists' presentation but as well as a unambiguous observation on how the Townhall Meet actually went down thanks to their...individual"personalities".
The individual panelists presentation begins Shouty McFatcunt (a.k.a. Lokman Noor bin Adam) barnstorming the stage...and within his opening line belches out incoherent drivels, tenuous analogies and factual fallacies, all in unnecessarily (he's mic-ed for fuck's sake) EAR-GRATING, LOUD, BELLOWING GRUFFALO vnoicse almost as if he's up for a punch-up at any given moment (which is unlikely as it's Sunday night, most of us are students and we are all freezing in the hall). With my ears in pain and my eye glazed over by his whole antics, any attempt to pay attention is largely jettisoned as I resisted so hard to withhold my fatal cringe as well as fury of just grabbing the microphone stand beside me to him and impaling him through his fat gob of a mouth aiming for his vocal cord, skewering him through his inner organs before popping out from his anus. THIS is how much hate I have for him.

His opening pitch is about the toll hikes that is happening or will be happening next year as per agreed in highway concessionaires' agreement with the government. His thrust of argument is actually to be deliberately divisive, driving a wedge between urban and rural populace, 1) people who own cars are mostly urban middle and upper class and since most of the toll hikes are/will be for urban tolled road, the urban middle/upper class can bear the hike anyway and 2) when the government negotiated the highway concessionaires' agreement, it is stipulated that motorcyclists will not be charged tolls (despite the two Penang Bridges do and persistent rumour that a number of highway concessionaire do mull charging toll for motorcyclist) as to be "considerate and caring of poor/lower classes who uses motorcycles to travel". To hammer his point further, he decides to sow more seed of hate against the urban dwellers, saying "if the government didn't approve to toll hikes, the government will have to fork out billions of ringgits from own tax coffers thus spreading the burden to all people in the countries such as rural populace who rarely uses tolled road as well as Sabah & Sarawakian whom seldom/never seen tolled road in their lifetime. ADAKAH INI ADIL!? *audiences murmur* ADAKAH! INI! ADIL! *weak whimper from audiences*" With such patronising stance towards rural populace being littered on us, my eyes rolled so hard. Are the government really that supine that lopsided highway concessionaires' contracts are nonnegotiable in anyway or they are simply given up and not making any further effort anymore to pacify the urban dwellers, deeming them lot a lost cause in any future election?

The townhall meet lumbers on with the second panelist, Tun Faisal Ismail Aziz (*not actual Tun the honorary title, just born with it). Sharply contrasting with the previous Shouty McFatcunt, the second panelist is decidedly more congenial in his demeanour and approach (a deliberate shit-stirring stick and carrot tactics? Who knows), prefacing his pitch with an anecdote about his time in Universiti Sains Malaysia ("Saya bertengkar dengan Encik Nazru masa zaman dulu!". Encik Nazru is the longtime strongman of USM's Student Affairs Department hence the one that handles many student disciplinary cases and..."incidents".) before moving on to his focus: the much maligned Goods & Services Tax or GST, a Malaysian take on Value-Added Tax (VAT). Despite a more palatable presentation, the line of reasoning being trotted out to the audience sticks closely to government's official narrative, namely 1) GST is indispensable, crucial and has helped the country in addressing the shortfall of GDP due to declining oil prices; 2) our GST is fair as only those who spent a lot (i.e. the urban upper/middle class) will pay more while most of the essential daily necessities are zero-rated or GST free; 3) at 6%, our GST is still on the lower end if not the lowest among the majority of countries that implemented VAT and since a majority of the world has VAT/GST, its a sensible way to raise income for the country.

He then proceed to address the now broadly lampooned promise during GST Awareness Campaign of more saving on average and lower retail prices for all, complete with an illustration of before-after GST comparison of shopping trolleys. He says that while the government do notice the promise they have done before remained a pipe dream, he pinned the responsibility solely on the businesses, the manufacturers, wholesalers and retailers as well as service providers which apparently refused to make adjustment to their price despite purported savings and resorted to passing the burden to consumers using price hike to cover any increment in spending due to GST. He also mentioned that only a small number of businesses took up the sales tax compensation scheme which ensure business do not pass down the burden to consumer. While there is element of truth behind the government's narrative about GST, it certainly raises the question on why the government isn't doing any more effort in the form of regulation and law enforcement in keeping the errant businesses at bay and keeping the burden lower for consumers. Instead, the government prefer to absolve self of any duty and responsibility, pinning the blame solely on capitalist market forces, all while willingly bend over and get shafted by them business magnates. Calling back to previous panelist's drivel, it's OK to be "we're all in this together" for GST but when it comes to toll hikes, urban dwellers and businesses can gettaefuck?! The level of hypocrisy is simply unfathomable and stomach-churning in equal measure.

We have finally limp towards the awaited Q&A session which as I remember at the start of the session promised to be no-hold barred and everything goes. What we got instead from the questions from audience (a mere TWO) as well as the panelists' response were predictable and underwhelming. One is about the public transport fare hikes (panelists' "response": the public transport operators have withhold price hikes for years at the request of government and in times of rising operational spending and thinning profit margins, the hike is inevitable. As for KLIA Express Rail Link which attracted widespread flak due to steep hike, again the narrative that the government will have to compensate the operator, YTL Group, if the fare revision is delayed again this year and that the lopsided operating contract were signed during Tun Mahathir years is being trotted out without any concrete effort and promise. JASA probably can't promise anything anyway since they're not MOT or MOF.) and the second question is about Trans-Pacific Partnership Agreement, the free trade agreement among Pacific rim nations including Malaysia (questioners: "are Malaysia that blind to walk into an obvious trap with USA dominating the trade pact?" panelists' "response": instead of addressing the question directly, they begin by talking about the origin of TPPA being a multilateral free trade agreement between Brunei, New Zealand etc. before expanding it include all Pacific rim nations before assuring that Malaysia hasn't signed any agreement just yet as the terms and conditions are still being ironed out and the government will ensure that Malaysia's sovereignty and interest will not be jeopardised and the terms and conditions will be scrutinized thoroughly by the government before putting up to a vote in parliament. The panelists also chastised anyone who read about ISMA's opposition to TPPA as reading outdated documents for purposes in other countries while urges the public to take TPPA in a positive light as an opportunity for Malaysian entrepreneur to tap into trans-pacific market.)

Sensing the tepid atmosphere among the audience, appropo out of nothing the moderator decides to so-called "raise the tension" by asking the panelists to explain about the RM2.6 billions "donation" in PM Najib's personal account as well as why Muhyiddin and co. were dropped in the cabinet reshuffle...and Shouty McFatcunt seize the microphone and deliver yet another round of nauseating bellowing and droning.

The page about the mysterious RM2.6 bils in Najib's personal account within the 1MDB booklet, the gist of it is essentially; "Yes, RM2.6 bil do exists in Najib's personal account and some Arab oil barons donated it. Whatcha' gonna do 'bout it, huh?"
Without an ounce of shame, he declared that political donation is a common accepted practices for all political parties in Malaysia which he then started talking about his stint in the early days of Parti Keadilan Rakyat where the party headquarter in KL is donated by a businessman and is registered under Wan Azizah's name and he were kicked out of the party when he..."raise a little hell". Coming back to RM2.6 bils itself, he mentioned that it's UMNO's common practice to register party assets and donations in trust of the party president's name and personal account and the tradition goes back to the turbulent days of the 1980s when the old UMNO under Tun Mahathir's reign is facing internal revolt and split which eventually lead to its deregistration. When Mahathir-lead UMNO Baru rises from the ashes of old UMNO, it is then decided by the leadership that any assets or donation to the party will be registered in the trust of party president himself. Mahathir bring his shrewd self didn't stick to it however, preferring to doling it out to his closest confidante such as the likes of Tun Daim Zainuddin for investments thus bolstering party finances indirectly. Shouty McFatcunt then lumbers on about the source of RM2.6 bils "donation", proclaiming YES, it does EXIST and in his own word, some generous "Pak Arab" graciously donated it to PM Najib, ostensibly with only two "conditions", namely 1) "to stem the rise of extremism and terrorism especially ISIS and spread of Shi'ite. and 2) "to uphold the sanctity of Islam in Malaysia.". Once again po-faced and without an iota of irony, the FATCUNT proclaimed that its "better" and "halal" to receive donation from Pak Arab who wants to uphold Islam than to receive donation from either USA/George Soros/Yahudi who have ulterior motive to "destroy Islam" or from crony business tycoons who demands contracts in return. YANG MANA LEBIH BAIK? YANG MANA LEBIH BAIK?!

The amount of WTF coming out from FATCUNT's filthy gob makes me want head-desk so hard that my brain explode into ludicrous gib just to spare myself the fatal cringe and indignity of sitting through his SHIT. Regardless the source of donation, the fact that a huge of sum of money is hold in trust on an individual personal account rather than, say a collective trust of a party or organisation is questionable at best and TOTALLY WRONG in essence. The way political donation influence political decision and sovereignty of a country is THE SAME, Pak Arab or the Jews or cronies alike! There's NO SUCH THING as a "better class" of donors! To make the matter worse, there is no inkling of exact identity of the donors apart from he's one or a group of "Pak Arab" to quote Shouty McFatcunt and Najib himself its not revealing the identity of the donor. Hell, even MACC cannot compelled Najib to reveal the name of the donors to the public even after ascertaining the identity as "they are not legally empowered to compel to PM to reveal.". Coming back to the townhall meet, the FATCUNT's line of reasoning (or total absence of it) and his pointlessly boisterous presentation transfer the audience out from the austere university lecture hall to the ceaseless cacophony of grievance and festival of bellowing and discrimination complex that is Perhimpunan Agong UMNO (UMNO General Assembly) which incidentally closes on the same day as this townhall meet. There's little doubt that the fatcunt's "calibre" (and I use it VERY loosely here) is about as "good" as the two political vessel that he saddles upon namely UMNO and Keadilan.

While am managed to compose myself reeling in from the fuckery while he dribbles, I began forming a couple of pertinent questions in mind for the next round of Q&A which I will try to seize the microphone when the fatcunt finally's going to shut the fuck up and the attention back to the audience.

The page within the booklet about the Auditor General's audit report on 1MDB which is still going on even as of writing despite the purported 17 December deadline as "they're still working on compiling the report."
1) As noted within the booklet itself, since the Auditor General is still in the midst of producing the audit report on 1MDB and investigation by Public Accounts Committee is still ongoing, how many information can this booklet actually reveal without compromising any legal and secrecy aspect with regards to Auditor General's Report and PAC investigation? And since the only source information the booklet based from are from 1MDB, the very defendant (for the lack of better term) of the current debacle and JASA itself too is on the recipient side of information as much as the public are by the nature of not being 1MDB itself, how much should we the members of the public accept the veracity of the information published in the booklet? Where are the complete list of citations for the booklet if there is actually one?

2) In an increasingly confusing and uncertain world riddled by cacophony of noises teeming with information and disinformation, each vying to be the "proclaimer of absolute truth", does JASA accept the fact/reality that JASA too is a net contributor to the collective noise confusing the public? And since JASA, Department of Special Affairs is a governmental department under the Ministry of Multimedia and Information, Government of Malaysia, wouldn't it be correct to say that any information or position disseminated by JASA is by default, biased which make JASA equally guilty and liable as any other alternative source of information? How much should we, members of public accept and believe anything coming out from JASA knowing that JASA could very well be engaging in the BIG LIE as JASA alleged other parties might have done right at first line of the preface of this booklet? Do you actually came here under the impression that we will and we should accept information by JASA as it is without any skepticism and criticism?

...but before I got to ask these questions, the moderators closes the floor right as soon as Shouty McFatcunt finally shut up as "we're running out of time" and it's time for the panelists to sum up the townhall session.

FUCK. WHAT A WASTE OF MY FUCKING TIME MULLING THE QUESTIONS AND BOTHERING SHOWING UP TO THIS SESSION DESPITE BEING AN ALUMNI ALREADY. WHY THE FUCK DO I EVEN NAIVE ENOUGH TO BELIEVE THAT THERE WILL BE SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE OR VAGUELY BELIEVABLE COMING OUT FROM THIS.

For the closing, "Tun" Faisal is doing most of it, talking about the war of perception that is currently raging on in social media, making a plea for the student audience to consider the government position and JASA as a "viable and reliable" source of information on current affairs in Malaysia. He urges all audience members to make intelligent, sensible value judgment after taking into consideration of all sides of information.

...and that's the only thing worth taking away from the two hour long townhall meet, a prolonged, grueling and taxing session of (dis)information and propaganda bombardment. They do give away JASA's as well as their own Whatsapp contact number for anyone who wishes first hand information from JASA but JASA can just gettaefuck as am not going to let my Whatsapp be spammed with utter rubbish.

...and apparently they have been traversing not just across Malaysia addressing different segments of audience from public universities' students, civil servants in training courses to kampung folk but as well as the globe. especially students in the United Kingdom. All on taxpayers money, ladies and gentlemen.

As I was munching away my kueh, karipap and beehoon while sipping my teh panas in cool after rain (the only worthwhile perks of attending government related event), the only thought that I have in mind is: if this is the level of discourse that I can only expect from government's position, stooping so low with questionable veracity and absolute disinformation, if this is the level of "calibre" (or the total absence of) that the Panel Pemikir or Thinkers'/Scholars' Panel (especially the lot that actually has vested political interest) that JASA has on taxpayers' payroll to handle dissemination of information/propaganda for the masses, if this is the standard (or the utter dearth of it) JASA is operating on and they still expect the public to believe anything from the government...

Jabatan Hal-Ehwal Khas (JASA) should very well be the very FIRST department to be defunded and/or disbanded altogether in times of austerity and spending cuts for the DISSERVICE and CRIME it has done firstly to the government for failing in all front of public relation and engagement about policies of public interest, instead actively repulsing and driving away concerned members of public from engaging constructively with the government of the day and secondly to all taxpayers and Malaysians as a whole for being a waste of office space in Putrajaya and draining the nation's coffer for pointless vanity trips across the world besides cheapening with the level of discourse and collective intelligent of all Malaysians. And Shouty McFatcunt will be in line to get the chop. Viral Command Centre my arse. The only thing viral he need to catch is Ebola.

Not even sure why the booklet by JASA do bother to include a two-page spread of 1MDB's Corporate Social Responsibility as if it can soften the its beleaguered reputation. Are JASA even a government's department or 1MDB's Public Relation Team. Then again, don't think JASA peeps are remotely qualify for 1MDB's corporate PR team at all since 1MDB is still a corporate company and not say, an inept governmental department with questionable objective.

Props to students of Universiti Sains Malaysia for giving the only reaction and feedback that these JASA lots deserves: tepid, dispassionate, apathetic and nonchalance, mostly there only for the free foods and MyCSD points. That is default emotion USMers have these days anyway. Only MyCSD, campus bus service and parking summon can arouse passion from USMers.

...or maybe. Just maybe.

Perhaps these townhall meeting roadshow in public universities in only a ruse. JASA is not here with explaining government's position in mind at all. It is here instead for disinformation, intimidation and coercion of members of public (especially students) into a state of disenchantment, confusion and apathy, actively discouraging the general public from generating keen, critical sense of interest towards current affair happening in Malaysia right now, separating the discourse from the public and keeping it within the grasp and control of vested interest groups and politico-business elites. After all, keeping the public in a perpetual state of disenchantment and apathy works charm in maintaining the hegemony of those people currently in position of power especially in light of the shortfall of first-past-the-post voting system that doesn't care about apathetic and/or unlearned non-voter, the very group most vulnerable to unfair government policies. Denying the public the opportunity to engage in healthy, constructive democratic discourse is a mockery and a disgrace of Malaysians collective intelligence. And we're definitely in this together, everyone.

The day we stopped caring after being driven away is the day the evil wins.

So where to, Malaysians? Let's start...thinking and questioning critically, shall we?

Postscript: Bloody hell procrastination, only finish up this post three weeks after the event has occured and its no longer topical anymore. *bang wall* My worst vice indeed. I wonder will anyone find the heart, strength or patience to read it to the end, stumbling upon this postscript at all. Last post of December and 2015 quite likely. Have we Malaysians hit rock bottom yet because we have to go up soon somewhere.

Wednesday, 7 October 2015

Done.

Prologue: Deepest gratitude and apologies for those who supported, large or little, from supervisor to family and friends for tolerating me, an indignant, unrepentant tits and pain in the arse.

Period of journey: 4 August 2010 to 7 October 2015.

Done. Done for. Done in. Done well. Well done. Done deal. Done it. Done.

This is it, ladies & gentlemen.

Five years worth from the prime of my youth condensed into 334 pages worth of tawdry Malay writing, red hardcover bound with gold imprints on the cover and the spine. While everybody else of my peers made a stable career enjoying all the trappings of being rat-racing yuppies, I foolhardily sequestered self within the secluded confine of campus, languishing, toiling, persisting on the decision I made on a whim five years ago. While most of my comrade made a sensible decision of pulling out right at the start or in the middle opting instead of a stable career, I soldiered on. When my juniors made leaps and bounds ahead of me in both career and academia, my struggle continued, vision became incredibly clouded, wondering is there even the end of the tunnel. Five years in which patience and creative tension stretched to outrageous extent of brinkmanship, barely skirting by the metaphorical guillotine of deadline as every semester passed.

Today, light finally shone through the metaphorical fog and soot, tunnel finally in sight. The five years worth of long march is finally going to be over. The long-awaited milestone arriving soon. The emotional baggage on my shoulder were lifted the moment the officer at IPSUSM uttered the word: "Itu saja, tunggu surat konvo ya.".

Five soul-sapping years worth of solitude, shame, anguish and guilt. The awkward conversations with family members during Chinese New Year. The piercing questions when hanging out with friends. The prolonged silence and evasive non-answers I spluttered whenever the topic of my current limbo bubbles up. That pointless trip to Medical campus in Kelantan due to red tape. The sense of defeat as I typed the training postponement letter to JPA to defer my 10 months training with PTD while facing the music from my family and friends for the stupidity of delaying own pathway to a secure career. The constantly nagging fear in my psyche of not doing and finishing my deeds.The lingering sense of failure of not being self-sufficient, let alone be a breadwinner to own family. A failed man, drowned by the ceaseless wave of changes. The negativity. The despair.

All these are going to end, finally, hopefully.

I am the sole survivor of my own bygone generation.

All that's left is not euphoria and enthusiasm but of relief and vague sense of emptiness. I am no longer the wide-eyed, quietly optimistic 22 years old keen of learning and discovery but a decrepit, cynical and obese 27 years old beaten husk of a man, bleak and dire, constantly fearful in shuddering mess of lingering doom.

What's the next step for me? Where should I be heading to now?

Oh well, at least I can take comfort at the fact I can move on now. From one end, to new beginning. Count down to November's curtain call begins.

Postscript: Here's a perennial dilemma: What can I do with an Arts/Linguistics degree? Speaking of which, I really hope JPA remembers me and the rest of the lot who postponed the PTD training.

Wednesday, 16 September 2015

Sarawak, Malaysia & 52.

~Dum Spiro Spero. While I breathe, I hope. Haraplah Selagi Bernafas. Agi Idup Agi Ngelaban. 氣息仍存,希望猶在 Arap Seagei Tudip~

A throwback to more than a year ago, spotted on a pillar of a shophouse at Carpenter Street, Kuching, Sarawak.

From the moment I have a clear grasp in politic and governance, I have always believed Sarawak (and all other states for that matter) deserved more power to handle own affairs and development. Personally am looking with interest at the recent development about Sarawak State Government under CM Adenan's negotiation with the federal government regarding further devolution of powers from the federal government to the state government. The announcement so far by PM Najib seems to suggest that state directors of federal agencies in Sarawak are granted autonomous decision making power (i.e. not requiring federal counterparts at Putrajaya's approval before proceeding) for federal development projects within the state of Sarawak which while on the surface seems like a welcoming but development but seems to confirm my nagging concern that the devolution settlement will never go in-depth enough without any amendment to the Ninth Schedule of Federal Constitution that details the division of power, and that the devolution of power is on an ad-hoc basis still subject to federal government's behest. Am still hoping both state government and the federal counterpart have enough courage and political will to close the power divide in spirit of cooperation but nonetheless, these measures should be consider a significant stepping stone for all as any steps that leads toward further autonomy is a step we must embark on, to prove that the state are perfectly capable of managing own affairs without constant dictat from Putrajaya. Maximum fiscal autonomy, petroleum royalty settlement, public security, public transport and infrastructure planning are just some of the thing on my Malaysia Day wishlist.

While I will always pine for the day where Sarawakians are given the chance once more to decide our homeland's destiny and chart our nation's future on our own, in the mean time we must undertake meaningful, constructive effort to rekindle the spirit of good will and optimism among all states and regions within the federation, recognizing each components and respective communities as distinct societies if we ever want to build a viable and sensible federation. The need to recapture the spirit of optimism and hope in more dire than ever in trying and uncertain times right now.

May these words permanently etched within all Sarawakians' pysche, to yearn for better, brighter future, a lasting desire to chart own's destiny, to rise above and beyond in trying times.To hope.

For now however, for better and for worse, Selamat Menyambut Hari Malaysia kepada semua warga Sarawak, Sabah and Malaya, di mana jua anda berada.

Monday, 31 August 2015

Sea of Yellow (with Occasional Odd Blotches).

Preface: Yes, yes. Am writing this follow-up to my previous post while nibbling at my foot. Satisfied? Though I would like remind you that it's just a nibble though because some of my sentiments and suspicions were indeed vindicated so read on. Momentous current events: always a good fodder for my own mental diarrhea. Just look at the wordiness!

Well well whaddayaknow. To my pleasant surprise, the Malay(si)ans over Kuala Lumpur has certainly outdone themselves this time around. For the very first time in Bersih rally's history, by and large nothing untoward happened with estimated more than 200,000 attendees decked out in yellow congregate around the environ of Dataran Merdeka steep in festive-like atmosphere complete with impromptu busking, street lecture, literal street art (chalk drawing on asphalt), road side pasar malam and fucking vuvuzelas to cater to burgeoning crowd, all for an astounding 34 hours from 2pm 29 August before wrapping up with a rousing crowd chorus of Negaraku to mark the end of the rally on 12 midnight, 31 August. To that, let's give credit where credit is due:

The highest salutation for the unsung heroes of Bersih 4.0: Public transport operators of Kuala Lumpur (i.e. RapidKL, KTM etc.) and their frontline staffs for effective management of the sudden massive influx of movement of Bersih 4.0 crowd across their network to the various stations closest of ground zero Kuala Lumpur as well as extending service hours and putting a more frequent service moving people in and out of the city over the weekend. Sure they have earned a sudden spike of income on the weekend and their staffs are enjoying overtime bonus but they certainly deserve it for providing a vital service for the public.

Next up on the unsung heroes: the DBKL garbage collectors/cleaners contractors for doing extended hours of their duty, keeping the city street's tidy from rubbish generated by 200,000 strong crowds for the past 34 hours and still dutifully carried out their duty even after the crowd has dispersed.

Now, the police, for not going trigger-happy apeshit for once in the face of massive gathering of people (though the small impromptu Bersih crowd over Malacca would fucking disagree with the notion), choosing instead to remain civil crossing the barricade to rally's side every now and then to negotiate with the organizers and remained vigilant guarding the perimeter the Dataran Merdeka even before the 34 hours sit-in begins as well as dealing with the sporadic provocations by lone saboteurs (namely fire crackers surprise and a drunk man) swiftly. Sure they still have their Federal Reserve Unit on-guard at all time (probably just happened to be around the area just for Merdeka Day celebration), am pleased (and am sure the Bersih 4.0 crowd) it is not the first immediate response they fall on to thus managing to confound their critics (which is essentially everyone in Bersih rally) twisting their pre-conceived unfairly-biased notion towards dem police as well as quashing all those pre-rally hype, threats and panic. Now, can we just be nice to each other, police and public?

Then there is all the Bersih 4.0 volunteers for keeping 200,000+ strong crowd civil and disciplined in particular of not being deliberately provocative against police by breaching Dataran Merdeka barrier (that was the trigger for the chaos in the previous rally, by the way) via erecting own cordon across the police barricade keeping a no man land in between, remaining vigilant as the night falls keep an eye on the crowd camping out in the street as well as keeping the crowd well-nourished with drink stations and fairly occupied with various speeches and activities (thought judging by the amount of InstaTwitFace posts of coverage on the ground, the attendees certainly have no problem entertaining themselves.). Time for a good rest on blue-free Monday.

Last but not least, the crowd themselves for not acting massively idiotic for once, choosing to be fun and civil in particular those who collected rubbish left by the more idiotic attendees thus making the job of our rubbish collectors easier. Maintaining respectful silence during Muslim prayer time while shuushing those blowing fucking vuvuzelas is commendable too. The absence of Anwar, currently in jail, certainly dampened the crowd. Perhaps its a sign that people is moving on to post-Anwar politic,

BUT.

Now that I am done with the pleasantries, here comes: the BILE.

Let's begin by focusing on the other two locations in Malaysia where Bersih 4.0 rally is supposed to take place namely Kuching and Kota Kinabalu. While both rallies garnered modest crowd in proportional relation to their size at the start of the rally, both unfortunately met premature end failing to make the 34 hours mark by a huge margin with Kota Kinabalu's planned procession to city centre met with police barricade and more annoying Kuching, the only Bersih 4.0 rally that managed to secure police and city council approval, were prematurely concluded 10 hours in right in the dead of the morning of 30 August apparently due to safety breach (presence of children among crowd), the lack of audiovisual equipment (apparently the AV sponsor pulled the equipment denying them to be used for the second day) and more distastefully and pointlessly petty, Democratic Action Party (Sarawak), claiming the lack of activities at night, decided to pull out their own AV system at one corner of the Song Kheng Hai Rugby away from the main stage and doing their own politically motivated Najib Turun speech, upstaging the main stage while wearing own designed yellow shirt complete with the Rocket logo, essentially breaking everything that has been agreed to obtain the approval...and they have the cheek to accuse the Bersih 4.0 (Kuching) of being Sarawak4Sarawakian stooges? I have always known that they will be the very element that is against any sort of Sarawakians' national awakening, the very own enemy within all disguised in federal centered political rhetoric. Bully tactic is what is, just because you did mobilized your members to boost up the crowd. Most annoyingly of all, all these needless kerfuffles only provides unsavoury salvos to self-aggrandizing, entitled assholes in Malaya to made further flippant statements about how stupid Sabahan and Sarawakian "willingly" becoming "fixed deposit" laced "lalala where were you when we lasts to the end". I wonder is this the inevitable apathy due to absence of galvanising Streisand effect ala KL's. Sarawak government can silently smirk at how they raised their own liberal profile now effortlessly while waiting for the state election to happen next year.

Speaking of which, the rally at ground zero Kuala Lumpur certainly didn't escape from being infested with politicos. In fact, the focus of Bersih 4.0 Kuala Lumpur is heavily vested on politicos (with occasional token NGO sprinkled on) delivering outright politically motivated speeches complete with jibes and slurs. Instead on stressing on the importance of electoral reform (which is in the official Bersih 4.0 demand), they Bersih 2.0 leaders prefer to capitalize on widespread anger against Najib, crafting and maintaining the Najib MUST GO mantra above all else as if everything will magically improve with him out of the picture. The attendees, all 200,000 of them, just dance along to the tune while camping out on the road, basking in the exhilaration of adrenaline rush doing things they wouldn't have done in daily life especially breaking the law flagrantly with mob support. I bet apart from bloated sense of moral victory, the crowd came to their comfort suburban home, learning next to nothing about the basics of electoral reform apart from wagging their finger against any detractors while chanting gerrymandering as if its new buzzword of the day. Exactly what I anticipated as noted by the 殺雞.narrative I observed.

Then, Tun Mahathir made two whirlwind appearances at Bersih 4.0 ground. Man of the people indeed, wanting to join the people on the ground, declaring he's didn't care about Bersih 4.0 and only wanting Najib to step down. What a master stroke to achieve a public relation coup against sworn, cultivating a false Man of the People image towards gathered crowd. The public reacts by lapping it all up conveniently forgetting Najib WAS Mahathir's blessed protege back when Pak Lah was unfairly embattled by the first Bersih rally and his 20 odd years premiership has done every wrong thing Najib has done, in fact by trailblazing it in the first place. A turn of new leaf or a hypocritical posturing of a vindictive former benevolent tyrant? I choose the latter.

Last but not least, the nagging complaints about the lack of bumiputera/Malay participation in the rally this time (No thanks to PAS not committing their acolytes after the implosion of Pakatan Rakyat), filled instead with overwhelming make-up of urbanites Chinese. Despite constant urging and window-dressing ("Cina jaga ketenterman ketika Muslim bersolat") by the attendees not to see the rally in a racial light, preferring to identify as a Malaysians' rally, there is an urgent need to examine the reasoning behind the reduced turnout among Bumiputera and there is little doubt that is THE angle the loony right-wing press will latch on like fucking hagfishes, disseminating warped reality to their uninformed and deluded core readership.

In the end, what can we expect?

- Incoherent diarrhea of biased headlines awash on pages after pages of loony right-press aka Utusan, BH and NST, completely with totally underestimated number of 25,000 people. There only so much a periscope can capture I guess.

- Najib and his ilks with no shame and compulsion, cheekily staying around as long as he could, plotting for machination to strengthen owns stranglehold as well as extinguishing any dissent within own party as well as out, minimizing any chance of Motion of No Confidence to pass at all. (So Bersih peeps: hound your MP if you ever want the Motion of No Confidence to see the light of day at all).

- Monthly petrol up or down guessing game, Ringgit remain sluggish, wallet tighten, Malaysians continue to whine and moan about the GST/Bad traffic/Toll/street food getting needlessly expensive. Ad nauseam.

Now would you excuse me, I am going off to build a mental pillow fort, my alone space to weather the onslaught of self-congratulatory, faux-motivational, narcissistic InstaTwitFace across social media...including the abuse of THAT SONG from LesMis. Twatwaddles everywhere.

Postscript: And more for something completely different.

Saturday, 29 August 2015

So You're Planning to Paint the Town Yellow...or Red?

Preface: So how many times am going to repeat this aborted restart of my dear dusty old blog? Doesn't matter, here's some current affair I would like to comment on like an sedentary armchair keyboard warrior wet liberal curmudgeon I am! And won't you believe, first post in 2015...in the end of August!

This is why we can't have nice things and alien won't find us.

Note: this picture was taken on 21/8/2015. Since then, the since mural has been restored by Thomas Powell to its pristine twee-ness. Thank you very much.

Now, with less than two hours to go before yet another Bersih rally dubbed Bersih 4.0 kicks off in Kuala Lumpur, Kuching and Kota Kinabalu, the gulf of sentiments and perception on the ground between the two cities on Bornean side of the pond and ground zero Kuala Lumpur in Malaya couldn't be anymore vast. While Bersih 4.0 in Kuching and Kota Kinabalu is poised to have a jovial, civic, almost picnic like atmosphere (particularly Kuching, the only Bersih 4.0 rally that actually managed to obtained police and city council's approval and tacit apathy on the Sarawak Government side. Great job, Kuching, Sarawak!), everything in ground zero KL seems to be gearing up for all out riot, panic, chaos, disruption, saboteurs (such as this blasphemy towards this well-loved street art cash cow one week ahead of the scheduled rally) tear gas, mass arrest and brawl anticipated.

I can't help but be baffled on what is it about Malayans' propensity of being deliberately petty and combative regardless of the reactionary anti-Bersih, the police and the city hall on one side and Bersih 2,0 themselves on the other. Both sides, needlessly engaging in tit for tat one-upsmanship on who can push the fold of brinkmanship furthest, the embattled establishment deploying fear-mongering, boots on the ground and outright slanders, Bersih 4.0 mob baying for blood and harping up the tension with incendiary rhetoric with one particularly paradigm euphemistically dubbed "殺雞". Those who came down based on that sentiment alone is what I call missing the point entirely.

I dare say that I doubt most people who came down for this Bersih rally actually have very little knowledge of what Bersih 2.0 (the organisation) actually demands and any knowledge about electoral reform are rudimentary at best, anchoring mostly on parading "gerrymandering" as some sort of new buzzword to be angry about as well has harping on about "OMG 53%/47%, victory stolen" without any understanding the oddity and inherent systemic flaw of representative system based on first-past-the-post polling system in a federation (well, hardly federation in spirit, more like de facto unitary state...but that's another story to nitpick). For that, I will pinned the responsibility of the widespread idiocy to all the leading figures in Bersih 2.0 (the organisation) as well as all the politicos of all folds, all of whom preferred grand spectacle of themselves in fleeting moment of spotlight rather than educating the public in-depth about the nature of electoral system. One particular fold (the Blues *haaktui*) has little reason to educate the public but then the other fold (that crumbling stool that is currently on the floor missing one leg) decides to sink as well.

...and when things went exactly as anticipated, everything that is WRONG about Malaya surface in its putrid glory, sulling every good men and women in the rest of the country particularly Kuching and Kota Kinabalu. That's why am still typing this in the comfort of my room while anticipating inb4 "Spineless wet liberal", "Where are you when we are on the ground? You support <insert any angry-worthy buzzword>? You monster!" and all sorts of ego-stroking, faux-motivational InstaTwitFace posts and rolling live updates of own smartphone camera points of view from ground zero. I would very well join the one back in my hometown Kuching but I definitely not foolhardy enough to go ground zero now. So, be fun and civil, Kuching & KK and...don't DIE, KL.

...and now, here's the theme song to set the mood. (Thanks, Charlie Brooker,)



Tangent: So I went to watch movie for only the second time in this year and its Inside Out, yet another family friendly heart-string tugging story by the animation behemoth Pixar. All twee and touching and all but that's not am going to touch about in this tangent. What perks me immensely was one particular pre-movie trailer (not a thing you hear every day, being excited about trailer)...



*HEAVY BREATHING* キタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! *GET HYPED*

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