Why BN always seems to dominate opinion and PH just losing breath keeping up.
Then it struck me.
PH is the dorky kid in the playground who reaches out for facts as a shield and proof of correctness.
BN,the jock with no care about facts. Facts don’t determine support or love from the larger school population.
It is a horrible thing to say, but as people, human beings, we are predisposed to trust strength even if it slants to the cruel.
The many rather follow the cocksure jock rather than the informed but forlorn looking dork. Confidence is a tricky thing, it’s less about facts and more about gut instinct, and more often than not it coincides with physical strength and commitment. Continue reading “PH Clueless About Playground Politics”→
This is reproduced from my column last year in the Malay Mail Online. How does it sound a year later? About the manifesto.
MARCH 15, 2018 — First, congratulations to Pakatan Harapan, for releasing their election manifesto. Right, wrong or mixed signals, you are willing to put your cards down and allow the rakyat to peruse the coalition’s ambition. And pass judgement.
It’s not advantageous to be evaluated, and which is why traditionally manifestos are released late into campaigns and turn out to be window dressing only.
It is advantageous for the voter, to be cognisant of what any side wants to do if offered the chance to govern.
The Cameron Highlands by-election has been a homage for the hillside escape, from both sides.
For a constituency left behind, wedged-in by poverty — homes without water and electricity supply — to seasonal floods from the indiscriminate felling of forests for commercial purposes, the current attention must be overwhelming.
Malaysian politician are enamoured by it, for now.
There are operatives arriving from Borneo to campaign, sticking to the idiom, leave no stone unturned to procure victory for Pakatan Harapan.
Diminished as they may be, BN are giving it their all in the only major state they run. (Apologies to Perlis).
I usually like Bobs, back in the day, we used to call each other Bob.
But this Bob, the shoot from the hips Senator Bob Manolan upset me plenty, after he put forward an ultimatum to the Orang Asli community who dabble in Umno politics, in the lead up to the Cameron Highlands by-election.
The message: Want money and help, dump Umno and follow Pakatan Harapan.
This is why Amanah MPs are dangerous (and suck). Now they go after our bars.
They usually mean well, but you can can’t say the same about how they think.
Khalid Samad’s pronouncement to save all our souls and family lives by capping nightlife to 1am is bad. When I say bad, I mean atrocious. When I mean atrocious, I mean foul.
With no recourse, can’t even ask Khalid over to the pub to have a chat over a cold one.
Firstly, about the nature of the decision.
The city is the heart of the country, and its parties. There should be regulation, proper ones and not just enforced arbitrarily by the army of Napoleons from all enforcement authorities. Considerations to shield residential zones, an eye on organised crime and business support for owners, for instance, should be present, but let market forces decide operating hours. Continue reading “Kuala Lumpur: You got to fight, for your right, to party!”→
There’s the budget, for sure, but along with the RM100 bus passes, RM20 from PTPTN borrowers if they can earn RM1001 a month and the fuel subsidy for the needy, came that moment. One which will long live in our memories.
Since Malaysian budgets were presented in Malay, predating the Tan Siew Sin days in a different Malaysia, and most certainly on live TV, never was a sight as such was to behold: A full chamber listen to a man present with no alacrity for the language of his country, present the national budget for his country.