Its actor were slated to appear on a makeshift stage, just outside the front gate of the government building.
For hours, both local and international news agencies were on ready mode, waiting to capture the impossible, and then rushed to news-desks around the world. An ex-prime minister, returns to a prized island built on patronage, to contest its parliamentary race as presumptive leader of the main opposition Pakatan Harapan. The pixmen were on edge, as it is the nightmare scenario for visual artists, to miss that second which matters. Continue reading “Screw history, selfies are forever”→
Yao Cheng drives at night. He drives during the day too.
His salary as a lorry driver is abysmal, so he supplements with evenings as a Grab driver. For he has a hire purchase in Kajang Perdana, and his father lives with him. All of them, are from Sri Sabah flats, which is at 2.5 mile Cheras Road.
He rather live closer to his old hood, but the prices of homes in the city bar him from that preference.
I’m on a hillside building balcony. And it is past midnight.
Fifteen years ago, the conversation was about this building collapsing.
Tonight, here we are looking at the Segar Hills which leads to Pandan, and the police camp, where they train the riot police for “untoward actions on election day”. Of course, untoward actions are only the domain of one faction but not the other. Welcome to Malaysia, where things are about the lens you use to look at it. Continue reading “Thoughts from Dusun Tua, from a balcony”→
For a long time, it was impossible to beat Barisan Nasional (BN) in the state of Johor.
It was, if you ask some, because Umno was founded in the state therefore it is impregnable there.
Others would say, because it is the last state to fall under white rule (1914), and a such had a stronger sense of Malay nationalism and even the non-Malays accept this paradigm, it organically shaped as an Umno vote bank.