
JULY 9 — Happy birthday, Mahathir Mohamad!
(The World Cup is on, we’ll get back to it in a bit. Fun fact, you been alive for all editions since 1930, well done.)
Tomorrow, you turn 101, and it must underwhelm to be wished by a working-class twat from Cheras without the appropriate race credentials. I sense it’s borderline contemptuous. Pardon, my egregiousness.
As penance, I’ll send AI generated wishes to my pals, who are of the appropriate race, and ask them to send you greetings. Yes, these wishes will be cut and paste. But their cut and paste reforwards must mean more than all the moons and stars from galaxies near and far to you. Hopefully, as a healthy corollary, these galaxies are dominated by the appropriate race within their alien species.
Anyways, back to the reforwarded greetings. They will cheer you up. Raise your spirits.
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