It does not make sense. The more I look and think about it. But ah, in Malaysia, rules of causality are chucked out of the window.
The way I can fathom Umno, and please correct me or assist me in my ignorance, is that they perceive right and wrong as pre-defined goods.
You don’t need to act in order to be right, you are just right or wrong, depending on which side of the fence you are sitting. Continue reading “Miss always the prodigal son”
The Taman Budaya in Ipoh disallowed Bharatanatyam (Indian cultural dance) performers from conducting their pre-performance prayers on stage. The Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage department’s official line is that they wanted to respect the sensitivities of the non-Hindu audience.
I think it’s brilliant. Continue reading “No prayer”
I spent the final days leading to the elections traversing the nation. There was a real energy swamping the country, as I drove Judy down her familiar terrains to the north, traversing Selangor, Perak, Kedah and Penang, which ironically became states lost by BN.
Let me comment on them days. Continue reading “Travels on the Election Trail (March 4-7)”