“That would be the story — in varying degrees — of our own successful athletes.
There is no glory without the loneliness and sacrifice. So it may come across to them, that the ex-admiral and those who share his opinion are a tad bit disrespectful to those who put the country in the back pages of newspapers.
Most sports do not match the clothing requirements of several conservative faiths. Which is why the Saudi Arabian women’s football team will never qualify for the Women’s World Cup, because there is no Saudi women’s football team.
Malaysia made its peace with international sports a long time ago, unlike those seeking to score political points by pandering to the gallery of non-sporting hardliners who are inclined to pontificating moral supremacy.”
MAY 22 — Dilbear Singh’s conundrum is making him go nuts, or more like drawn away from the fried sort. The Air Force pensioner’s local — and favourite — kacang putih (nut snacks) vendor is charging his patrons Goods and Services Tax (GST). So, the five-ringgit fried peanuts come with the additional six per cent handwritten on the receipt, not a machine-issued one.
This has irked the serviceman who before helped planes land—and presumably take off — in the Signals Corp for 22 years.
This column first appeared in The Malay Mail Online on March 12, 2015.
MARCH 12 — “Please don’t run, I won’t rob you.” The thought flashed through my mind.
I could not stop myself from thinking that two days ago.
In a swanky city café I felt all so urban and in — I would not go as far as calling myself chic, urbane or fabulous but my shirt was ironed and pants were involved — until the lady at the table next to me got up abruptly and took her drink, cigarette and shopping bags with her as soon as I was seated; and relocated to a table much further away. With only a sprinkling of patrons inside and on the sidewalk where I was, it did appear like she was trying to distance herself. The lemongrass tea lost its fragrance after that.
MARCH 5 — On Saturday, as a country, so many things will be clearer.
There’s a rally on that day, the 7th of March in the city — not quite the Ides of March but it certainly appears ominous for Pakatan Rakyat. All indications point to a mediocre turnout at this latest instalment of #KitaLawan (We shall fight) and a real dent on the prophesy claiming the people of the country will show up as they did at the height of Reformasi in 1998 if Anwar Ibrahim goes to prison again.
This column first appeared in The Malay Mail Online, on February 12, 2015.It is reproduced here.
I was the media go to guy at PKR between 2012-2013, working out of Anwar Ibrahim’s office and managing both social media and traditional media for the party for the duration leading to the 13th General Election.
FEBRUARY 12 — “Life had already given him sufficient reasons for knowing that no defeat was the final one.” (Gabriel García Márquez, from The General in His Labyrinth)
Have you seen Anwar Ibrahim walk into a room? It’s quite foreign in these parts — in Putrajaya certainly no less — to see a consummate public figure soak up the room and make it an occasion whether it is a large coalition meeting or just a small group of out of towners seeking his time.
It’s not aura exactly, it’s the immersion he has to his role. No one believes in Anwar Ibrahim more than Anwar Ibrahim.
It explains why all discussions about the Opposition leader assume a different feel than other politicians past and present. At the same time, his detractors will say verily that that is why he is always entangled in one surreal political subterfuge to the next. Continue reading “Anwar in prison”→
This column first appeared in The Malay Mail Online. It is reproduced here.
FEBRUARY 5 — Have a look at the date again — the fifth day of the second month in 2015.
Nine days to Valentine’s Day and the naysayers have not started with their tirade over the dual — real or imagined — threat of fornication and layered proselytisation through the reference of a till lately, obscure Christian saint. Phew!
They are starting late this year, but don’t doubt them, they will start even if they sound like broken records — to sympathisers and supporters alike.
(Talking about Valentine’s, I really don’t want to know how ISIS will be observing it this year in order to warn Muslims worldwide away from performing unsanctioned love acts. I can suggest some nasty “ideas” as a joke, but I fear — through the mysterious powers of the Internet— somehow they’d hear about it, and actually carry them out. Those ISIS dudes, they raise “doing” to a whole new stratosphere.)
Over here in Malaysia, it has become an annual ritual — I know, it’s cute, a ritual to fight a ritual — to demonise those who are inclined to dating on the day. Continue reading →
This column appeared first in The Malay Mail Online on January 29, 2015. This is reproduced here
JANUARY 29 — I’ve been racking my brain trying not to be too vicious to naysayers over local elections — or as some refer to it as municipal elections or the classier term, the third vote (its consideration after parliamentary and state assembly reps votes).
But they do tempt me with their infantile remarks regarding democracy, and in analysing the devolution of power along with decentralisation of administration which comes with the third vote.