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Monday, December 27, 2010

The Seven Days of Christmas.

This year my christmas has been decidedly white (although the rain today has washed away some of the snow).

Day 1: 25th Dec. We'd spent the previous night playing games. I'd brought my new flipper game Pictureka along to Wai Khin's place. Went out to explore the canals and play some snowsports. Like snowballing and walking on thin ice!

Day 2: Boxing Day. The plan was to go out and do a bit of shopping. I hadn't had much to buy... checked out TK Maxx (deals weren't that many in abundance) before going for an xmas dim sum lunch at China Court. Food was of an okay standard but it wasn't much to crow about. We looked at a few clothes stores before stopping at Clarks. I'd never bought anything from Clarks before, but I know of its reputation for sturdy shoes. Having broken the thin wooden sole support of my previous stylish pair (it's got a nice soft brown leather!) I decided I needed a pair I could walk a lot in but was also presentable with my suit. Plus I was short of a pair of black leather shoes anyway. Saw a decent deal on a pair and decided to buy it. That's my xmas shopping done!

Day 3: Bank Holiday (in lieu of xmas day, Monday) Had meant to make this week off work a pseudo working week.... so that I could get my own assignments etc done. As it so often turns out, the anticipated 8-ish am start vapourised and in its place descended a 2pm slow crawl out of bed. Things weren't helped by the lack of decent central heating as there had been an issue with the heating provision for the entire block of flats.

Had to water down my superlative plans in light of the late start. Hence I will be hoping to transfer all my recent pictures out and get some of them organised. Also hoping to udertake a general clear-up of the junk in my room.

Day 4: Bank Holiday (in lieu of boxing day, Tuesday) Planning to begin with the unfinished assignment re-submission for the Diploma and then look into the new assignment. Let's see how far I get.

Day 5: Off work (Wednesday) Looking into some work that I need to do for my project and my Masters. Most likely looking into modules for next semester, compiling my research progress and doing up a Gantt chart for my project tracking. Plus I need to compile a list of Additions, Deletions and Achievements for my project.

Evening will be taken up by a steamboat, possibly at Red & Hot (红满天)...

Day 6: Off work (Thursday) More work, but this time with a strong focus on getting university work done. Planning to start on listening to the online lectures for RMC2, and exploring in a bit more detail what the assigment(s) for this module is about!

Day 7: New Year's Eve. Off work (Friday). No major plans as yet, tentatively allowing my time to be absorbed by more online lectures (I have around ten 2-hour lectures to get through).

Evening I will be planning to head out to Centenary Square and huddle in the cold with friends for what has been promised as a fireworks extravaganza (my own paraphrasing) to usher in the new year.

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Other random stuff - wrap xmas presents. Install printer on work laptop and hope the printer still works (it doesn't with my Windows Vista,,, but I blame Microsoft!) Look into travelling plans, intra-uk and extra-uk [chinese new year].

Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Neighbors + Mumford and Sons. Good bands!

Had heard some good songs lately.

The Neighbors have a great little number called 'I Wanna Know'


Mumford and Sons' Winter Winds and Little Lion Man are also very good!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KCg_QEHtkY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLJf9qJHR3E&feature=fvw

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Back. To. School.

My long-awaited but rather abrupt return to school happened this week.

I had, in previous years, looked at a succession of options, including PhD studies, and other masters programmes, but never really had the conviction to go ahead with any one stream. Having been interested in a KTP programme for some time, I finally realised this part of my fantasy when I succeeded in applying for this job. A job linked to university which allowed me to do part-time studies would be the best use of my time, one that's been spent rather wastefully the past four years. I don't have many achievements to cite over the times I struggled with semiconductors and electronics.

So getting this job offer was a great opportunity to move away from established technical and engineering work into a sea of business - a refreshing change and potentially one rich with life and commercial experience.

Having suffered from some somewhat unsavoury manoeuvrings from the company post-move, I have managed to sculpt this in such a manner as to try and ensure I'm winning the war even if I may have lost a battle. But you know me - I never like to lose even one battle. And an unfairly played one, if I may add.

So, after the culmination of events, it was indeed like a refreshing breath of fresh air when I arrived back in Birmingham on a hectic weekend (after receiving my brother in London) and threw down his suitcase in my store room. Munching on the Burger King lunch I had hastily procured from the train station, I received a call from Henry regarding the latest developments for the match we were due to play that evening. Cutting him off short to rush out of the house, I went back into town and met up with Mia to go to Freshers Fair together. Freshers Fair rightfully is one of the greatest thrills a university student should have. From getting excited by the freebies (e.g. Domino's Pizza slices, little souvenirs like Lynx deodorant and Superdrug's 20% off voucher) to getting approached by eager sports and society members keen to induct you into their clubs.

Aston Villa Football Club had set up a stall and they were offering tickets to the next home game for GBP15. Guess who they are playing? CHELSEA!!! Who would give up the chance of cheap tickets for a top-class English Premier League match against the defending champions and current pace-setters?

A frustrating queue later (to withdraw $$$) and GBP75 poorer I had in my hands 5 tickets to the match. And immediately regretted not buying more.
Chatted with kayakers, mountaineering club, freefall (skydiving!), and ski. Will join badminton, ballroom dancing, chinese and Malaysian. Really tempted by rock-climbing but my commitments are going to be tight. Might do kayakers so I get to go on their weekend expeditions.

This week I had a full week of lectures. On the module sheet it was indicated that there were going to be 40 hours of lectures (i.e. 8h x 5 days) but knowing how they "tau gong gam liu" it ended up as a lecture starting at 10am, finishing before 12.30pm, then a lecture at 2pm that finished before 4.30pm - effectively 5 hours per day, plus thursday AM was supervisor contact time, for which I did not attend as mine was not available.

However I was impressed by Aston's use of ICT in teaching, and their professionalism, as they uploaded the videos of the lectures very promptly onto the blackboard web learning site. So in case we miss out on lectures (or are distance-learning students) we will get prompt access to the latest material.

Conducting research is a different ball game to the traditional taught programmes. I am now pitched on the same level as PhD candidates, although my future course and dissertation will be geared towards a Masters level qualification. However, they are full-time and I am part-time, but my deadlines for the first two assignments are the same as theirs. So I appear to have my work cut out for me. And a check of the library catalogue reveals that all the course texts for "Conducting Business Research" has been oversubscribed. Perhaps I should utilise some of my project funding towards this "invaluable resource".

Thinking like a researcher requires logical and philosophical grounding. You also must be seeking to make a contribution - not all research is worthwhile. Your literature research must be able to show a gap in the current knowledge worth exploring, and you must be able to point out where and how you could do this. Interesting.

Now to head back to my Diploma assignments - then I will look into the Research Methods Course assignments!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

sep*tem*ber

I seem to forget about posting something, and then somewhere down the line it strikes me that I haven't posted in a while. And that was almost a month to the day.

Have had a relatively good intervening few weeks.

Workwise I hit some successes with my methodology formulation, marketing copywriting as well as article writing for SEO. The next bits to nail down are the analysis/comparison techniques.

Degree-wise I managed to get them to push through the application and I confirmed my acceptance on Friday past. So I will have to attend the compulsory Research Methods Course next Monday (and hopefully get a week off work).

Badminton-wise I appeared to make big strides playing with my partner, Henry, but when I was drafted in to replace someone on friday I had a really poor game. First match in the Birmingham League, and I lost all 3 ties, including two we should have won. Against their third pair we absolutely destroyed them in the first set but they played some tactics and caught us out, though I was very poor as well. And we had no idea how to play against them. Didn't help that it was a carpeted floor with plastic shuttles.

Still trying to get to know people around here. But it will be good.

Last weekend I was in London to do a bit of catching up with friends, and a duel of scrabble. I amassed a massive 350 to 230 win, helped in part by my rack-clearing "NEPHRONS" which scored me an additional 50 points. I've only cleared a rack at one go twice. Hoping to build on that.

Next week, my brother arrives in UK. Almost like next chapter of the story, but it still hasn't sunk in yet. I wonder how often I will see him.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

The (sorry) state of malaysian (government) lawyers...

The Teoh Beng Hock case. DPP vs Pornthip (renowned Thai pathologist).

MACC lawyer and "esteemed" Deputy Public Prosecutor Abdul Razak Musa makes a mockery of himself in court.

A series of 8 videos. You can choose from where to start watching, but I started with 5 and ended up watching all 8 because it was so hilarious and such an incredibly bad performance by the head lawyer for the MACC. Who is a deputy public prosecutor and "has practised for 24 years" (probably means he hasn't successfully done one live yet), and who started by trying to ridicule Pornthip's one-page initial opinion (made with no access yet to any comprehensive data) as insufficient, and questioning whether that was the way Thais do it. Totally out of context. If his is the Malaysian way, we have lost all hope in the judiciary (wait a minute... haven't we already?).

The link points to video 5, where the lawyer can't differentiate between conscious/unconsciousness and living/dead. He then suggests that an unconscious person would be heavier than a conscious person.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sz6xX2vbzRc&feature=channel

Other quotable quotes that I can recall...

When Pornthip suggests for the umpteenth time he should consult his notes properly, he answers "I spent 3 days to study". That was double-quick time taken to form his unintelligible opinions.

"you cannot say what type of weapon (blunt object) was used" - well a blunt object is specific enough in any post-autopsy hypothesis...

"I can recall, although I was not here...." (to guffaws - though he clarifies by saying he listened to a tape recording.)

"there is no reason, after 3.30 (am), that anyone wanted to harm the deceased" <-- what sort of logic is that? So you mean before 3.30am someone did?

On the issue of self-strangulation, the Selangor govt lawyer retorted (with a bit of tongue-in-cheek) to Andul Razak , "can Counsel show us how he (could have) strangled himself?" - Abdul Razak, who fails to grasp the sarcasm, then begins to demonstrate... Guffaws in the gallows..

Abdul Razak also suggests that, with Teoh's weight supposedly to be 70kg, he would take 10 seconds to fall from the 14th floor to the 5th floor landing, and he could have become conscious during that time (his logic is once again deserting him) - selangor lawyer objects and says he had no assessment that it would take 10 seconds. Note to self: it doesn't matter how heavy the guy was, he would still take the same amount of time to fall - not that the actual falling duration was important to this case!

And in Part 7 of 8.... our dear Learned Friend Abdul Razak Musa suggests that if someone was unconscious when he fell from a great height his hands and legs wouldn't suffer any form of fracture...!!
No wonder the Selangor govt lawyer commented in Part 6 of 8 that Abdul Razak's way of questioning made people in the court also want to jump down. (guffaws in the audience).

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Random Feelings on Morbidity

New "suicide note" surfaces in Teoh's case. What a load of bullshit. I fully agree with the Malaysian Bar Council's call for a Royal Commission of Enquiry to look into the case.

“All evidence must be disclosed and made accessible to all parties, including evidence that is detrimental to the prosecution’s case.

“It is the duty of the court, and not of the prosecution, to determine the authenticity or relevance of any piece of evidence,” Ragunath said in a statement Tuesday.”

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Someone known to some of my friends passed away in an untimely accident/incident over the weekend. I didn't know her personally - only met her around two times. But it turned out she was quite a famous model/actress in recent years. It was only this summer that she completed her university studies in cardiff, and returned home. It's a bit surreal looking at some of my friends' facebook pages and their posts - in a way facebook brings you up close with, and gives you the ability to track, your friends' emotions as things pan out. I also gleaned a lot of info from looking at different comments and friends' profiles. A few of my friends were quite close to her and her sudden death has affected them rather badly. It even made the front page of a few vernacular dailies...

I haven't thought any morbid thoughts, and neither would I on a normal basis. But in a way I live in a world of denial - nay, maybe ignorance - where it has never occurred to me I would suddenly cease to exist (in my current form, anyway). Or indeed, the people around me. I still haven't expected anyone to pass away yet. And the good news is, they haven't. But every now and then the question of insurance almost rears its head up, though I won't talk about that aspect as that's more dealing with the practicalities of things. Things that happen AFTER you're dead. It's almost like, who cares? But you will have to make the arrangements. Although I do not have a proper insurance policy too...

Coming back to the more pertinent point about morbidity, two questions struck me - though it's not the first time - how would I react if someone close to me suddenly died? Me, being the rather distanced and emotionally cool man, in a way probably wouldn't be too affected. A bigger question was, how is one supposed to approach or comfort friends who has lost a close friend? What you say or do, technically wouldn't matter as things have already happened. What kind of actual, pactical, moral, support would you be able to offer someone? Not really much, it is. It's perhaps only for you to act as a sponge - like a listening ear, in the first instance. Sometimes they don't really care even if you try to offer advice (the premise here being that I can offer some kind of advice) as they just want to have someone to talk to.

But I guess most of the time you would really want to act as the distraction - perhaps suggest them to do something, grab them out for some activities, whatever, to talk their mind off things. I always feel it is no use trying to talk them through by turning this round and saying maybe it is a good thing, in a way. That;s just denial shrouded differently. But, additionally, taking their minds off things is not really solving the problem, is it? It's like ignoring a problem. Only thing is that in this case the problem does go away with time, in a way. But it is indeed a tricky situation. You're helpless to help, but have to, and want to, all the same.

Thin line to tread on.......

Saturday, August 07, 2010

We were once 'Malaysians' - This article explains why I intend to register as a voter when I am next back in Msia

... although I wonder if, in the event I do not turn up to vote, my vote might still get used up by some shady hands....

Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah's keynote address at the Malaysian Student Leaders Summit, just held in KL on 31st July and 1st August. Organised by UKEC (UK Executive Council which is linked with MASDUKE (Malaysian Students department for UK and Eire)). Funny it took a foreign-based malaysian arm to arrange such a meeting.

Lifted directly from http://www.malaysia-today.net/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=33488%3Awe-were-once-malaysians&catid=21%3Aspecial-reports&Itemid=100135

The following keynote speech given by former finance minister and Gua Musang parliamentarian Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah at the 4th Annual Malaysian Student Leaders Summit (MSLS) today.

Malaysiakini

I have played some small role in the life of this nation, but having been on the wrong side of one or two political fights with the powers-that-be, I am not as close to the young people of this country as I would hope to be.

History and the 8 o'clock news are written by the victors. In recent years, the government's monopoly of the media has been destroyed by the technology revolution.

You could say I was also a member of the United Kingdom and Eire Council for Malaysian Students (UKEC). Well, I was, except that belonged to the predecessor of the UKEC by more than 50 years, The Malayan Students Union of the UK and Eire. I led this organisation in 1958/59.

asli forum tengku razaleigh economy 150109 02I was then a student of Queen's University at Belfast, as well as at Lincoln's Inn. In a rather cooler climate than Kota Bharu's, we campaigned for decolonisation. We demonstrated in Trafalgar Square and even in Paris. We made posters and participated in British elections.

Your invitation to participate in the MSLS was prefaced by an essay that calls for an intellectually informed activism. I congratulate you on this. The Youth of today, you note, “will chart the future of Malaysia.” You say you “no longer want to be ignored and leave the future of our Malaysia at the hands of the current generation.” You “want to grab the bull by the horns... and have a say in where we go as a society and as a nation.”

I feel the same, actually. A lot of Malaysians feel the same. They are tired of being ignored and talked down to.

You are right. The present generation in power has let Malaysia down. But also you cite two things as testimony of the importance of youth and of student activism to this country, the election results of 2008 and “the prime minister's acknowledgement of the role of youth in the development of the country.”

So perhaps you are a little way yet from thinking for yourselves. The first step in “grabbing the bull by the horns” is not to require the endorsement of the prime minister, or any Minister, for your activism. Politicians are not your parents. They are your servants. You don't need a government slogan coined by a foreign PR agency to wrap your project in. You just go ahead and do it.

A man at ease with himself

When I was a student, our newly independent country was already a leader in the post-colonial world. We were sought out as a leader in the Afro-Asian Conference that inaugurated the Non-Aligned Movement and the G-77.

The Afro-Asian movement was led by such luminaries as Zhou En Lai, Nehru, Kwame Nkrumah and Soekarno. Malaysians were seen as moderate leaders capable of mediating between the more radical leaders and the West. We were known for our moderation, good sense and reliability.

We were a leader in the Islamic world as ourselves and as we were, without our leaders having to put up false displays of piety. His memory has been scrubbed out quite systematically from our national consciousness, so you might not know this or much else about him, but it was Tunku Abdul Rahman who established our leadership in the Islamic world by coming up with the idea of the OIC (Organisation of Islamic Conference) and making it happen.

tunku abdul rahmanUnder his leadership, Malaysia led the way in taking up the anti-apartheid cause in the Commonwealth and in the United Nations, resulting in South Africa's expulsion from these bodies.

Here was a man at ease with himself, made it a policy goal that Malaysia be “a happy country”. He loved sport and encouraged sporting achievement among Malaysians. He was owner of many a fine race horses. He called a press conference with his stewards when his horse won at the Melbourne Cup.

He had nothing to hide because his great integrity in service was clear to all. Now we have religious and moral hypocrites who cheat, lie and steal in office, who propagate an ideologically that shackled the education system for all Malaysians while they send their own kids to elite academies in the West.

Days when we were on top

Speaking of football - you're too young to have experienced the Merdeka Cup that Tunku started. We had a respectable side in the 60s and 70s. Teams from across Asia would come to play in Kuala Lumpur: Teams such as South Korea and Japan, whom we defeated routinely.

We were one of the better sides in Asia. We won the bronze medal at the Asian Games in 1974 and qualified for the Moscow Olympics in 1980. Today our FIFA ranking is 157 out of 203 countries.

That puts us in the lowest quartile, below Maldives (149), the smallest country in Asia, with just 400,000 people living about 1.5 metres above sea level who have to worry that their country may soon be swallowed up by climate change. Here in Asean we are behind Indonesia, Thailand, Singapore, whom we used to dominate, and now only one spot above basketball-playing Philippines.

The captain of our illustrious 1970's side was Soh Chin Aun, R Arumugam, Isa Bakar, Santokh Singh, James Wong and Mokhtar Dahari. They were heroes whose names rolled off the tongues of our schoolchildren as they copied them on the school field. It wasn't about being the best in the world, but about being passionate and united and devoted to the game.

It was the same in badminton, except at one time we were the best in the world. I remember Wong Peng Soon, the first Asian to win the All-England Championship, and then just dominated it throughout the 1950. Back home every kid who played badminton in every little kampung wanted to call himself Wong Peng Soon.

There was no tinge of anybody identifying themselves exclusively as Chinese, Malays or Indian. Peng Soon was a Malayan hero. Just like each of our football heroes. Now we do not have an iota of that feeling. Where has it all gone?

Capital flight troubling

I don't think it's mere nostalgia that makes us think there was a time when the sun shone more brightly upon Malaysia. I bring up sport because it has been a mirror of our more general performance as a nation.

When we were at ease with who we were and didn't need slogans to do our best together, we did well. When race and money entered our game, we declined. The same applies to our political and economic life.

Soon after independence, we were already a highly successful developing country. We had begun the infrastructure building and diversification of our economy that would be the foundation for further growth. We carried out an import-substitution programme that stimulated local productive capacity.

From there, we started an infrastructure build-up that enabled a diversification of the economy leading to rapid industrialisation. We carried out effective programmes to raise rural income and help the landless with programmes such as Felda.

Our achievements in achieving growth with equity were recognised around the world. Our peer group in economic development were South Korea, Hong Kong, Singapore and Taiwan, and we led the pack. I remember we used to send technical consultants to advise the South Koreans.

Bmalaysia stock exchange market klse 141008 05y the late 90s, however, we had fallen far behind this group and were competing with Thailand and Indonesia. Today, according to the latest World Investment Report, FDI into Malaysia is at a 20-year low.

We are entering the peer group of Cambodia, Burma and the Philippines as an investment destination. Thailand, despite a month-long siege of the capital, attracted more FDI than we did last year. Indonesia and Vietnam far outperform us, not as a statistical blip but consistently. Soon we shall have difficulty keeping up with the Philippines.

This, I believe, is called relegation. If we take into account FDI outflow, the picture is even more depressing. Last year, we received US$1.38 billion in investments but US$8.04 billion flowed out. We are the only country in Southeast Asia that has suffered net FDI outflow.

I am not against outward investment. It can be a good thing for the country. But an imbalance on this scale indicates capital flight, not mere investment overseas.

Time to wake up

Without a doubt, Malaysia is slipping. Billions have been looted from this country, and Billions more are being siphoned out as our entire political structure crumbles. Yet we are gathered here in comfort, in a country that still seems to 'work' - most of the time. This is due less to good management than to the extraordinary wealth of this country.

You were born into a country of immense resources, both natural, cultural and social. We have been wearing down this advantage with mismanagement and corruption. With lies, tall tales and theft. We have a political class unwilling or unable to address the central issue of the day because they have grown fat and comfortable with a system built on lies and theft.

It is time to wake up. That waking up can begin here, right here, at this conference. Not tomorrow or the day after but today. So let me, as I have the honour of opening this conference, suggest the following:

1) Overcome the urge to have our hopes for the future endorsed by the prime minister. He will have retired, and I'll be long gone, when your future arrives. The shape of your future is being determined now.

2) Resist the temptation to say “in line with” when we do something. Your projects, believe it or not, don't have to be in line with any government campaign for them to be meaningful. You don't need to polish anyone's apple. Just get on with what you plan to do.

3) Do not put a lid on certain issues as “sensitive” just because someone said they are. Or it is against the Social Contract. Or it is “politicisation”.

You don't need to have your conversation delimited by the hyper-sensitive among us. Sensitivity is often a club people use to hit each other with. Reasoned discussion of contentious issues builds understanding and trust. Stress test your ideas.

4) It's not “conservative” or “liberal” to ask for an end to having politics, economic policy, education policy and everything and the kitchen sink determined by race. It's called growing up.

5) Don't let the politicians you have invited here talk down to you.

Don't let them

Don't let them tell you how bright and “exuberant” you are, that you are the future of the nation, etc. If you close your eyes and flow with their flattery, you have safely joined the caravan, a caravan taking the nation down a sink hole.

If they tell you the future is in your hands, kindly request that they hand that future over first. Ask them how come the youngest member of our cabinet is 45? Our Merdeka cabinet had an average age below 30.

You're not the first generation to be bright. Mine wasn't too stupid. But you could be the first generation of students and young graduates in 50 years to push this nation through a major transformation. And it is a transformation we need desperately.

You will be told that much is expected of you, much has been given to you and so forth. This is all true. Actually much has also been stolen from you. Over the last 20 five years, much of the immense wealth generated by our productive people and our vast resources has been looted. This was supposed to have been your patrimony.

The uncomplicated sense of belonging fully, wholeheartedly, unreservedly, to this country, in all its diversity, that has been taken from you. Our sense of ourselves as Malaysians, a free and united people, has been replaced by a tale of racial strife and resentment that continues to haunt us. The thing is, this tale is false.

Reclaim your history

The most precious thing you have been deprived of has been your history. Someone of my generation finds it hard to describe what must seem like a completely different country to you now.

Malaysia was not born in strife but in unity. Our independence was achieved through a demonstration of unity by the people in supporting a multiracial government led by Tunku Abdul Rahman.

That show of unity, demonstrated first through the municipal elections of 1952 and then through the Alliance's landslide victory in the elections of 1955, showed that the people of Malaya were united in wanting their freedom. We surprised the British, who thought we could not do this.

Today we are no longer as united as we were then. We are also less free. I don't think this is a coincidence. It takes free people to have the psychological strength to overcome the confines of a racialised worldview. It takes free people to overcome those politicians bent on hanging on to power gained by racialising every feature of our life including our football teams.

Hence while you are at this conference, let me argue, that as an absolute minimum, we should call for the repeal of unjust and much abused Acts of Parliament which are reversals of freedoms that we won at Merdeka.

I ask you in joining me in calling for the repeal of the ISA (Internal Security Act) and the OSA (Official Secrets Act). These draconian laws have been used, more often than not, as political tools rather than instruments of national security. They create a climate of fear.

I ask you to join me in calling for the repeal of the Printing and Publications Act, and above all, the Universities and University Colleges Act (UUCA). I don't see how you can pursue your student activism with such freedom and support in the UK and Eire while forgetting that your brethren at home are deprived of their basic rights of association and expression by the UUCA. The UUCA has done immense harm in dumbing down our universities.

We must have freedom as guaranteed under our constitution. Freedom to assemble, associate, speak, write, move. This is basic. Even on matters of race and even on religious matters we should be able to speak freely, and we shall educate each other.

Make BN multiracial

It is time to realise the dream of Hussein Onn and the spirit of the Alliance and of Tunku Abdul Rahman. That dream was one of unity and a single Malaysian people. They went as far as they could with it in their time. Instead of taking on the torch, we have reversed course. The next step for us as a country is to move beyond the infancy of race-based parties to a non-racial party system.

Our race-based party system is the key political reason why we are a sick country, declining before our own eyes, with money fleeing and people telling their children not to come home after their studies.

So let us try to take 1Malaysia seriously. Millions have been spent putting up billboards and adding the term to every conceivable thing. We even have 'Cuti-cuti 1Malaysia'. Can't take a normal holiday anymore. This is all fine.

Now let us see if it means anything. Let us see the government of the day lead by example. 1Malaysia is empty because it is propagated by a government supported by a racially-based party system that is the chief cause of our inability to grow up in our race relations.

Our inability to grow up in our race relations is the chief reason why investors, and we ourselves, no longer have confidence in our economy. The reasons why we are behind Maldives in football, and behind the Philippines in FDI, are linked.

So let us take 1Malaysia seriously, and convert Barisan Nasional into a party open to all citizens. Let it be a multiracial party open to direct membership. Pakatan Rakyat will be forced to do the same or be left behind the times. Then we shall have the vehicles for a two party, non-race-based system.

If Umno, MIC or MCA are afraid of losing supporters, let them get their members to join this new multiracial party. Pakatan Rakyat should do the same. Nobody need feel left out. Umno members can join en masse. The Hainanese Kopitiam Owners' Association can join whichever party they want, or both parties en masse if they like.

We can maintain our cherished civil associations, however we choose to associate. But we drop all communalism when we compete for the ballot. When our candidates stand for elections, let them ever after stand only as Malaysians, for better or worse.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

a day in the birmingham life...

Was over at Aston University for a little bit of research work in the library on Sat... had wanted to go there before lunch but by the time I left home it was already 12.30pm. Stopped off at the post office on the way to drop off a long-delayed letter, and then I headed onto Colmore Row, past Snow Hill station, and walked past the BCH (Birmingham Childrens' Hospital) onto the Aston entrance (well it doesn't have a well-defined entrance per se). I took an unusual route through the student accommodation blocks and encountered some diversions (expected as the campus is undergoing somre rather heavy redevelopment).

Was in the library to check out an M&A book my uni supervisor suggested. Halfway through, while I was roaming the racks just to see what books they had, the fire alarm went, and I took the chance to wander off to another part of the campus. I came back and started chatting to this malaysian-looking guy (well I could tell since he was malay). He's the first Aston Malaysian I know! Lecturer at UTM and sponsored to do his PhD here. Not bad. I also then found a book on the NHS as well as another one from Aston academics on informal networks. With three books in tow I headed down to the self-service machine and into my Karrimor backpack they went.

I took the short trek to town, going by Jennens Road (which I had not been on foot before), and headed straight for Sports Direct at Bullring. I needed to get a pair of insoles for the interior of this new nice pair of Faith leather shoes. Bought them cheap (70% off as Faith was in administration) and although the leather is oh-so-soft I found out why it was closing. The heel area had very poor support! now I know why Mummy always complains her shoes are not comfortable.....

Anyway, GBP 2.49 poorer and with a size 8 Dunlop insole in tow, I headed out for the highlight of the day - the birmingham markets. I trawled through the din of the open markets, looking at the fresh produce on offer and immersing myself in the atmosphere. This goes back to the Leicester times since the city centre market in Cardiff was nothing to shout about. So much so that I usually shopped at my local tesco metro store (as well as Lidl). That is until one of my colleagues showed my Splott market - but because he had a car.

So I bought my usual favourites - 1 pound of cherry for the equivalent price in cash, 1 punnet of strawberries (since they are in season), 1 massive bowl of grapes, 1 bowl of mandarins, 3 cobs of corn, 2x palak (spinach) + 1x coriander bunches. Then I headed for the indoor market (selling stuff like pots and pans, haberdashery, hardware items, clothes). Passing through that I entered the adjoining indoor wet market, with a variety of fresh meats, fish and poultry.

I had been disappointed by the large tesco near my place not stocking any ribs, and had long fancied some soup. This time I stopped by a butcher's and asked for 400g of ribs. Then I spied a dish of pork chops and asked for half a dish. He weighed them and said it came up to 4 pounds plus... but I could buy the entire dish for 5 quid. I took them all.

Also went past my all-time favourite nut shop The Nut Centre but didn't see any macadamias. I decided to leave that for now. Plus, all the food and books I was carrying was already taking a toll on me. I had originally planned to drop by the chinese supermarket and maybe pick up some noodles, cans of mock abalone, blah blah, but decided I had enough weight to lug around.

I went back home through Holloway Head, a road I had only travelled through on the bus before, and that from the opposite direction (but I had already planned to do so and checked the maps before I set off to make sure I knew which roads I had to take. It is quite straightforward anyway). I forgot to mention I also had an undrunk bottle of fruit juice+ mineral water mix (the brand is called Vitamin Water) in my bag. So it was indeed quite a trek with all the added weight.

Reached home, grabbed the tropicana juice from the fridge (courtesy of my housemate who got loads of them free from a marketing event he worked at), and downed a fair bit of it. Then I started carving out the pork chops. Large chunks of boneless chops went into one freezer bag. Smaller chunks went into another bag. Finally, the loose bits or the streaky ones were cut up and dumped into a third bag. What was left on the bones (about 9 chunks) went into the pot for my soup. Ribs were shelved and ended up in the freezer since I had enough bones to go with for my soup. In fact, I may have enough meat for the next week, since I am not cooking on monday (badminton at a club I contacted), then tues I am planning to have some ribs, wed/thurs maybe the other bags of pork... plus I am sure I would pick some cheap bargain off the discounted tesco shelves one of these days after work. One of my colleagues (and director of the small firm) usually drops me off either beside the large tesco or at my house so I tend to go to the tesco anyway and see what they have.

Birmingham life in a nutshell, starting to get used to it. Not that much different from what I used to do, since I still spend a lot of time on the internet and haven't unpacked enough. But I do need to get out more, and once my fracture heals I will try and do some proper stuff outdoors. The funny thing is that I seem to have wasted the best parts of summer. It is already August....

Friday, July 23, 2010

Bad luck comes in threes...

A few things have happened in recent weeks. Mostly bad.
Got knocked on the head playing football. Fracture of the cheekbone. No sports for another few weeks.... and no contact sports for two months! No flying, no mountain-climbing, no diving. Staying safe, no kayaking as well at least till Sept. Basically stay at home and shake legs. Maybe I can still make the trip to Edinburgh.

Work-wise ran into a couple of problems with some communication issues. It seems the university also made some monumetal mistakes and I am just starting to clarify what's gonna happen. Looks like it could be tricky.

Waiting for the 3rd piece of bad luck... (lol!)

Sharing with you a hilarious spoof of Jay-Z's 'Empire State of Mind'. Original video:




Parody version - Newport (Ymerodraeth State of Mind) by Alex Warren and Temera Wainwright

Thursday, July 15, 2010

500 days of Brummer....*

Just embarked on my big move, after having lain dormant for so long.

Perhaps I have upgraded in some ways. I like to think I have indeed.
Birmingham is in no small measure an outstanding destination in the isles of GB. It is a city brimming with under-explored culture, though I have yet to discover something lasting or substantively unique, like what Liverpool or Edinburgh offers. In recent years it has been regenerated and blossomed from its predominantly dark and uninspiring industrial background into a city that just lost the bid to become the first UK City of Culture in 2013 (losing to Londonderry???? I really didn't know Derry had that much going for it when I went there back in 2005). B'ham is also awe-inspiring for its shopping and cosmopolitan feel. As a city kid I am happy to be wandering around the centre of town, and happy to be living not too far away from the hustle and bustle (for now).

I think I might be able to embark on something very exciting in the next few months. I need to feel empowered, and BE empowered. I think the surroundings are finally empowering me to make the most of what I have. I like to think big, but I usually get lazy and bogged down in some nitty-gritty. I live life comfortably and am reasonably savvy with finances so have not had any worries, but the time comes for me to step up. Maybe I can start a small side business and start tax-deducting my expenses as a one-man-enterprise. Haha.

*title of the post is a spoof of the movie title "500 Days of Summer" - "brum" being the nickname of birmingham. 500 days is in fact about right, given two years equates to 104 weeks, which is about 520 working days. (But minus my bumper holidays it is actually less than 500!)

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

another booboo at resorts world singapore

Just a comment on the singapore restaurant at Resorts World which charged a customer SGD 1224 (roughly GBP500) for ONE fish dish. That's after they recommended another fish as the one he ordered "was not available". (And I've never heard of this "white sultan fish". Probably not posh enough myself.)

http://sg.yfittopostblog.com/2010/06/30/s1200-rws-fish-dish-shocker/

Agree with the outrage over this apparently very posh fish that only "eats fruits that drop from trees" into the river. But where was the editor? The reporter wrote the article in very poor english. What kind of phrasing is this - "he had initially asked for marble goby, ..., but was told there was no stock for the fish." What do you mean by "no stock for the fish"? No chicken stock to cook the fish in? No germinating shoot to marcot the fish? No share options for the fish? Wth.....

But it was reading some of the comments that finally prompted me to post this note. Hilarious!

shy wrote,
" (quote) The flesh is tender and snow white. It’s a wild river fish, so it eats fruits that drops from trees and bears the fragrance of fruit, (unquote)
Do you know that there is a type of pig in Korea who eat human shit, and serious it taste very nice."
and Bondi comments,
"shy on June 30, 2010 at 7:04 pm, this too much,.. hahaha.. please i can not breath now…hahaha..help..hehehe"

(though I must point out both their comments contain mistakes in spelling and tense too)

My take, they should suspend the restaurant, just like what they did to a Newton hawker stall which massively overcharged some tourists for 8 prawns. No more special high-class treatment for a "high-class" restaurant. And a refund for him. Feng Shui Restaurant my foot!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Locked out... an hour before leaving for the train

Sunday 27th.
Busy watching the football on tv earlier (YES, it was THAT england game).... and packing and clearing stuff all at the same time..... I decided I'd put all the recycling bags out as I was gonna catch the 18:45 train.

So I expediently grab the 4 green bags from the back garden and dump them beside the gate at the front of the house. As I place them neatly down a gust of wind arrives and the front door slams shut.

I am wearing a t-shirt, shorts and in the pair of slippers I am planning to throw away when I move. Nothing else on me. It is 5.45pm. I might be in the shit....

I am separated from my phone in the living room by glass a mere millimetre thick. So near yet so far...

I knock on number 5's door. Usually reliable. I spy his tv in the living room, tuned in to the same channel I was earlier. No answer, but he might be upstairs. I knock more and wait. Early optimism gives way to hesitant expectation. Still no answer. It becomes apparent I need a Plan B.

A few futile minutes later, and trying not to look too silly standing in front of my door, I decide to try number 9, a student house which I expect to be empty by now. There was no reply. The only way I could contact my landlord was to get on the internet and find her number (small chance it is in my email). No wallet on me but someone might be sympthetic. I could also wait for my housemate to return but he might be out drinking his england sorrows away and not back till much later.

Last chance. Plan C is to go through the back garden - since my back door is still open. The only hiccup is that I don't have direct access to the back, unless I scale some gates.

I count the houses on my street and walk over in my flip flops to the next street. Although it is summer I feel slightly underdressed as I pass a pair of people chatting at the entrance of the corner pub. I estimate the house that is behind mine and start knocking away. No luck either. Someone two houses down appears to be moving stuff into his car.

I approach him and ask if I can access his back garden. He agrees and lets me through. I take in the view from his back garden, recognising the small elephant statue on top of the separating wall between my house and his. Voila! I had hit on the right house! Thanking him, I scramble over the wall, using the shed at the back of the garden to aid my descent.

The back door welcomes me in its gaping entirety. I saunter through and soon realise it is 18:15. And I still need to pack my bags. Postpone to next train at 19:45.

P.S. In the end I took the 20:45 to Birmingham.... always the last-minute one ><"

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

UK Elections

So there's been a lot of buzz about the result of the UK elections.

The word on everyone's lips is "hung parliament". I just do not fancy that phrase. What the heck... It's like they will hang all the politicians... like the zero on a roulette wheel, where the house always wins. Then again, maybe we should have a "hung" parliament in Malaysia...

So, can Labour "ad-LIB"? Or are we CON-DEMned?

The Lib Dems are, as I expected, the kingmakers this time. And they are playing their part very well already, having spoken with both the Conservatives and Labour on a possible coalition government. If there is no deal with the Tories, I believe they will make one with Labour, because it won't serve them any good if they give up their first real chance in decades to participate in government. And Nick Clegg can maybe become deputy PM too! I personally prefer a Lib-Lab pact and Gordon Brown's announced intent of resignation today has turned things slightly in favour of Labour. However we must be mindful that a LibLab coalition does not, in itself, command a majority in the House and it would be imperative for the support of the nationalist parties in Wales and Scotland to be sought in a "unity" government.

Watch this space.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Was listening to my ELT cd again...

"Time Goes By" by Every Little Thing
Lyrics: Mitsuru Igarashi
Composer: Mitsuru Igarashi

{translated; orig lyrics below}

Wow wow wow...

These days everyone
is always stubbornly
expecting their needs to be filled,
and hurting people in the process.

Wow wow wow...

Whenever we met, we fought.
Maybe I stayed around for too long.
By being obstinate,
I only drove a wedge between us.

Kissing and embracing,
that was probably enough.
We had completely forgotten
how to love properly.

A happiness one can believe in;
a sadness that hurts;
Someday I'll be able to love
you as you are.
Time goes by...

In bad circumstances
we always made excuses.
Yeah, on that one point
we were quite similar.

I was always searching for
peace and truth, but
I couldn't express my
feelings as simply as those words.

I'll try one more time to remember
having been so in love.
Until the time comes
that I can say, "thank you,"
Say goodbye...

In the instant
that my wounds have healed
I will surely understand
true kindness.

Without turning my back on the days gone by,
I take some time to slowly think.
It would be nice if we could someday
laugh together again.
Time goes by...

Wow wow wow...

Wow wow wow...

kitto kitto dare mo ga
nani ka tarinai mono o
muri ni kitai shisugite
hito o kizu tsukete iru

Wow wow wow...

aeba kenka shite'ta ne
nagaku isugita no kana
iji o hareba naosara
sukima hirogaru bakari

KISU o shitari
dakiattari
tabun sore de yokatta
atarimae no
aishikata mo
zutto wasurete ita ne

shinjiaeru yorokobi mo
kizu tsukeau kanashimi mo
itsu ka arinomama ni
aiseru you ni
Time goes by...

tsugou warui toki ni wa
itsu mo iiwake shite'ta
sou ne sonna tokoro wa
futari yoku nite ita ne

yasuragi to ka
shinjitsu to ka
itsu mo motomete'ta kedo
kotoba no you ni
kantan ni wa
umaku tsutaerarezu ni

mou ichido omoidashite
anna ni mo ai shita koto
"arigatou" ga ieru
toki ga kuru made
Say good bye...

nokosareta kizuato ga
kieta shunkan
hontou no yasashisa no
imi ga wakaru yo kitto

sugita hi ni se o mukezu ni
yukkuri toki o kanjite
itsu ka mata waratte
aeru to ii ne
Time goes by...

Wow wow wow...