Dear Monkey Clown Asses (MCA), Stop Embarassing Us Chinese!

Bloody Embarassing and Disgraceful

Why in the world must they do this?

How long will it take before the Chinese people realize that Chinese feet were not made for dancing?

Wasn’t William Hung wicked enough to propagate the racial stereotyping of Chinaman being the skinny nerd with hair combed to one side of his head and no rhythm?

What the hell was MCA thinking in that stupid Bercham ceramah? Haven't us yellow people not been served bad enough?

Those two young girls pranced and howled along as though they were employed right out of an unprofitable circus troupe. There was no groove in their movements. Even Optimus Prime can dance better than them. William Hung was at least fun and funny to watch. The girls at the MCA ceramah were downright distasteful, dressed in the ideal paedophile’s outfit.

Hasn’t Hong Kong and Taiwan done enough damage to the Chinaman’s image? All those Jay-Z wannabes and Kanye West ciplaks have all but lost their sense of identity.

Leave the dancing and the singing to the blacks and PLEASE STOP EMBARASSING US CHINESE PEOPLE!




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My Take On Chinese Schools

National schools will always be in the core of my character. I’ve grown up with and among all races and fully understand that while some racial stereotypes are unfortunately true, most are erroneous. It was through a sekolah kebangsaan that I got to know so many machas. It was through an SMK that I saw Malaysia for what it really was rather than a Chinaman’s enclave.



A Banana's Thoughts on Vernacular Education.

I am what most Chinese-educated people will call a Banana – yellow on the outside, white on the inside. I studied in a missionary school all my life and never learnt a word of Mandarin until I went to University Malaya. My father did not encourage nor discourage me from learning Mandarin. My grandfather did pressure me to take up Chinese from a young age but being a pompous know-it-all and getting by so comfortably in the local dialect, I brushed off his suggestions and have regretted it ever since.

I stepped into UM knowing not a word of Mandarin. I couldn’t communicate with the Chinese who spoke Hokkien, Hakka, Foochow and yes, Mandarin. I was like a foreigner in the midst of a Chinaman community. In a Malay-extremist land like UM, solidarity in something, anything was of utmost importance. Gradually, I picked up Mandarin and over the years, slowly learnt more from whoever I could learn from. I am still unable to debate with anyone in Mandarin and probably never will be able to, but I get by fairly well and for now that’ll suffice.

I never regretted studying in a missionary school though. It did after all, make me who I am today. I can sit through a whole episode of South Park and fully appreciate its sarcasm and wicked humor. I doubt I’d be able to do that if I were educated in Chung Ling.

Bananas may not think in Chinese, express themselves in Chinese or even listen to Chinese songs, but that doesn’t make them any less Chinese. Like I’ve said before, Ling Liong Sik speaks Chinese, speaks like a Chinese and looks like a Chinese, but everything he’s done during his tenure was never in the interest of the Chinese community. He sold off the Chinese race to UMNO while declaring himself more Chinese than the DAP. That’s beside the point, however.

National schools will always be in the core of my character. I’ve grown up with and among all races and fully understand that while some racial stereotypes are unfortunately true, most are erroneous. It was through a sekolah kebangsaan that I got to know so many machas. It was through an SMK that I saw Malaysia for what it really was rather than a Chinaman’s enclave.

That is why I was initially indifferent over DAP’s gung ho debates and demands for more Chinese schools. I could totally identify with a close friend’s condemnation of the Chinese schools, deeming it racist and not fostering national unity.

Look at the state of our national schools, however. With increasing Islamization, even the missionary schools are fast losing their golden identities. My own school is a shame, and don’t you La Sallians think that your schools are any better. It’s only a matter of time before UMNO and NEP come for you, and by then you have no Catholic brothers to stand up for you.

The top scorers in STPM are always from the national-type school. Even among the national schools, the top students were those with a background of vernacular education. There must be a certain distinct environment in Chinese schools that breeds such talent and diligence, a competitive atmosphere that is rarely felt in national schools these days.

Language is one’s identity and identity should never be lost. Language makes one more confident, more prepared to meet anyone anywhere. As a product of a national school, I will never find a place anywhere in China, and China is the country to do business with these days. Not knowing proper Mandarin is costly, not just to Chinese people but to any races in Malaysia and beyond. Language unites, and not every Chinaman speaks Hokkien and swears in Cantonese but would very well understand basic Mandarin.

Most students from Chinese schools may not speak English or Bahasa Malaysia as well as their national school colleagues. This was blatantly true when I entered first year of medical school. Our banana gang used to laugh and giggle when the Chinese school kid said ‘cigalette, led blood cell, and electile dysfunction’. As a university student, some of them could hardly speak a sentence of English without obvious grammatical error. As they progressed in university however, they make marvelous progress in their vocabulary and proficiency in English, though mostly limited to technical terms and expressions. They’d still be unable to appreciate the beauty in Chicken Soup for the Soul or express their thoughts about Barrack Obama though.

It was admirable nonetheless, and that’s exactly what’s truly respectable about these guys. They recognize their weaknesses and are keen to improve themselves while my dear friend is still so reluctant to take up Mandarin for communication’s sake.

If I appear to be over-patronising to the Chinese schools, I am not apologetic. I am sincere in my praises for the Chinese schools and I also have my reservations.

I will always support the DAP in its fight for Chinese education, though I may not do so with the same intentions or with equal gung ho spirit. I only believe that each of us has a right to choose the form of education that is most appropriate to our supposed needs and preferred identity.

Diversity is strength, not a weakness. Not all Chinese should be reading Naruto, and not all of them should be watching South Park.


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A Beef to Grind: How I came to see through MCA

Now I never expected the MCA or MIC to yell back at these UMNO clowns for their outrageous display of aggression and Ketuanan Melayu. The least they could have done were to voice displeasure/disappointment/disagreement/discord with the threats and intimidation of bloodshed and violence.Even running dogs put up a fight before fleeing with their tails between the legs......



My Beef With The MCA


For as far as I can remember, my primary school days were punctuated with the tudung-clad teacher labeling us kids as the UMNO group, the MCA gang and the MIC crowd.

Studying in a national school with a mixture of races was a breeze. Mixing around the various races certainly made one more in touch with the realities of multi-racial society. There will be times however, when we stuck to our ethnic group, like a casual discussion on what we’re gonna do over Chinese New Year and where we’re balik kampong to for Hari Raya Puasa. There’s certainly nothing wrong with that.

Still whenever we were gathered in groups, the labels from the teachers will always be UMNO-MCA-MIC, UMNO-MCA-MIC. There was never the mention of DAP or PAS or Semangat 46, which still existed back then. We grew up thinking that Malays are meant to be represented by UMNO, that Chinese are under the wings of the MCA and Indians forever protected by the MIC. Those were the rules of nature, as far as we were concerned. Coupled with daily doses of BN good news in the dailies, there seem little to doubt the wisdom of our teachers and national leaders. The DAP, if what The Star and NST portrayed them to be was true, were national traitors.

The MCA after all, was looking after the Chinese, the MIC after the Indians and St. UMNO, over everyone else, in a fair and just manner with regard to race, religion and cultural background.


As recent as the 1995 general elections, I was blatantly happy when DAP was trounced throughout the country. Even for the 1999 elections, I was astounded to learn of PAS’ advances in Parliament and taking over Terengganu.




I don’t know how I was first ‘converted’ to the opposition. The term converted isn’t really right because nobody came planting ideals forcefully into my fragile mind, not like the BN does every day in their cancerous propanganda. No one sat me down and preached unto me the principles and beliefs of the DAP or PAS, not like what insurance agents would normally do.

All I know is something somewhere didn’t seem right and hasn’t been right from the beginning of BN rule.

If I were an Anak Malaysia like what I always write in my PMR/SPM essays, why is it that I am told every now and then that I am a non-bumiputera and therefore not eligible for certain scholarships? If the government was really so sincere in resolving the problems of the rakyat like what the textbooks tell me, how be it that there seems no end to new issues arising every other day? If there was equal opportunity for all races to enter local public universities, why are thousands of non-Malay students being denied entry?

Throughout the years, the MCA has employed the TAR College as its symbol of service to the Chinese community. They unashamedly claim that the MCA’s sincerity is epitomized by TAR College. I am not one against the pursuit of higher education but seriously, is tertiary education really for everybody? Is it a good idea to coerce the blondie Ah Beng and mini-skirt Ah Lian into university when they absolutely have no interest to study and improve themselves? That’s what TAR college has really been for the Chinese – a UiTM equivalent for the Chinese mat rempits. Most of my former schoolmates who never made it past SPM made it past TAR College. Either TAR College has a gift for turning rebels into geniuses or there’s simply a lower bar for the Ah Bengs to make the cut.

What about the bright, diligent students who failed to enter public university, you say? These are the talents that should never have missed out on a proper tertiary education if the MCA had spoken out for the Chinese community in the first place. If the MCA had the guts to stand up for the voiceless, discriminated Chinese students, there should be no deserving Chinaman being left out of public university and totally no need for TAR College or UTAR to exist in the first place!

Does anyone really believe that MCA has nothing to gain from the two TAR institutions? The fees are anywhere near cheap or affordable. Besides gaining millions from tuition fees over the years, the MCA has had the opportunity to churn out young MCA running dogs from the corridors of its two institutions. The student brainwashing, MCA-worshiping, and Ling-Liong-Sik praising continue to this very day. Rather than being icons of education, the TAR institutions are hallmarks of classic communism.


I will not in any way stigmatize any TAR graduate of course. Some of my best friends are in TAR and are graduating from TAR. Discontent with the MCA is not equal to a hatred for its products especially more so when UM products are not any better.

I learnt from young not to use to phrases to anyone anywhere anytime. The first is “Get Lost” and the second is “Shut Up”. That was exactly what the UMNO douchbags were telling us non-Malays during the UMNO AGM. They raised the keris and basically told us nons to get our yellow asses out of the country. If we were unable to do so because of whatsoever reason, we should shut the heck up and be kafirs in a land of Muslims.



Many donkey years ago, the ex-PM Mahathir Mohamad conviced the Chinese to vote for the MCA. He stated that Lim Kit Siang can shout and scream and prounce about all he wants in Parliament and still won't achieve anything while Ling Liong Sik needed only to whisper in the PM's ears to achieve something for the Chinese community.

Now I never expected the MCA or MIC to yell back at these UMNO clowns for their outrageous display of aggression and Ketuanan Melayu. The least they could have done were to voice displeasure/disappointment/disagreement/discord with the threats and intimidation of bloodshed and violence. If they had whispered like what Mahathir tried to portrayed Ling Liong Sik was doing, it would at least showed some residual guts in these running dogs. When they couldn’t even do that, it was then that they have descended to an irreversible ditch.

Even running dogs put up a fight before fleeing with their tails between the legs.

Lapdogs are totally the opposite. You can kick the lapdogs’ asses as hard as you want but they’d still come running to you for that little doggie cookie in you have in your hand.

For this election, Chinese people who vote for MCA are running dogs, while the MCA itself is a lapdog….in my humble opinion.


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And Another to the Lame Christian Leaders.

A rebuke in love and grace.





“With such persons thou shalt not even eat”….the NECF especially their former chairman a Rev. Datuk Dr. have been cozying up to the MCA and Gerakan politicians. How else would he have attained the Datuk title and wear it with pride wherever he goes?

“Relieve the oppressed”….their lack of empathy with HINDRAF demonstrates the shortsightedness of the NECF leaders. Of the UMNO Islamists can target Hindu temples, there is no assurance that they won’t be going after the Christian churches next.Has the NECF even seen videos of the beatings and assaults suffered by the HINDRAF members? Does the NECF even realise how many "amicable" efforts have been attempted by the HINDRAF leadership prior to their rally? Does the NECF know of the empty promises and stinking bull shit given by Khir Toyo and Nazri Aziz prior to HINDRAF's uprising?

“Seek justice”….the NECF’s plea for responsible Christian citizenship is hollow and hypocritical if they do not support the call for free and fair elections. There is no point quoting scripture verses to support a "healthy relationship with the authories" if the authorities have no interest in forging one with Christians. Jesus spoke as he saw fit, with little regard to the listener. In love, in anger, Jesus spoke as he had to.

“My people are destroyed for their lack of knowledge”….Berita NECF quotes nothing but articles from the BN-manipulated mainstream media. Like katak di bawah tempurung, the NECF is seemingly unaware that there are two sides to a coin, and not everything they read in the mainstream media is gospel truth.

“Whoever is not against me, is for me”….the actions of many opposition parties are far ‘more Christian’ than any of the BN component parties. The NECF shies away from having any association with them, afraid of the possible unfavorable consequences that might follow like, maybe Gerakan will no longer allow NECF to hold their grand banquets at its hall?

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The day the Chinese will change is when....

How can we ever justify our opposition to NEP when some are indirectly endorsing it?




The Chinese People that I Truly Detest


Firstly let me clarify - I am Chinese.

I am proud to be one and I had better be because there is nothing I can do to change myself from being yellow man, unless I do a Michael Jackson and blame it all on vitilligo.

I am a Chinaman born in Malaysia which is a curse in a way because I’m an unwanted citizen. It’s not fun being an unwanted citizen. I hear threats and taunts by the UMNO rodents every now and then that I should go back to China if I am so discontented here in Tanah Melayu.

At this point, I’d like to apologize to the rodent family because even hamsters and rats behave better that these UMNO douchebags.

I miss out on so many goodies that this fat land can accord to me but it’s ok, at least I still have the liberty to choose my religious beliefs. There’s still no guarantee that my body wouldn’t be kidnapped at death though, but still that’s ok cos’ I’ll get a free burial albeit in the wrong company.

It’s easy to embrace a victim mentality as a Malaysian Chinese or Chinese Malaysian - whatever. I can justify my inability to get a scholarship because of my Chinaman name or ascribe my failure to enter university to my skin color. I can consciously opt for complacency, deliberately limit my own potential and then blame it all on NEP. I can embrace the victim mentality, organize a pity party and I’m sure I’ll jolly well find enough guests to fill up a stadium.

But I won’t. I refuse to be inhibited by the Ku Klux UMNO Klan. I refuse to be held down while others trample over me. I refuse to wait in line for the occasional UMNO handouts after the privileged lot has received their share. I will not be the uncircumcised Gentile in a land of pseudo-Jews.

Many Chinese fellows – young and old, will grumble just as I do about corruption and inflation and racial discrimination. They stop there, however and expect the Lim Kit Siangs and the Karpal Singhs to fight on their behalf.

Instead of improving themselves through vigorous reading, they head to the nearest comic outlet and devour the latest anime series and their scantily-clad, wide-eyed tangerinas with disproportionate bodies. They are more interested in seeing how Cecilia Chung gave Edison Chen a mediocre, half-hearted blowjob instead of how Lim Kit Siang was taunted and jeered at in Parliamen while speaking for these anime-devouring Chinese youths. They become anxious and weep pathetically when their favorite Japanese-Korean star dies in that stupid, fake soap opera but couldn’t care less when orang asli churches and Hindu temples are run to the ground. These losers will spend 25 bucks to catch a glimse of reluctant porn star Chua Soi Lek’s famed penis but will not donate a cent to DAP’s election fund.

Both young and old Chinese may waste their days lamenting about the sagging Malaysian economy then bemoan that the election was announced by Pak Liar before they had the time to register as a voter. They curse the NEP but continue smoking, boozing and karaoke-ing, cementing UMNO’s lame argument that the whole Chinese community is much better off than the Malays. They can spend thousands on 4-digit numbers over the years then unashamedly ask for financial help in sending their children to a private college. Some parents claim to not have enough to get by but their primary school-going children may be using handphones with more features than a nasal endoscopy set.

How can these Chinese people ever be justified? It’s because of this subgroup of Chinese community – the selfish pricks and hedonistic turds that the needy Chinese gets neglected. There are Chinese folk in Malaysia much poorer than one can ever imagine.

Change must start within the community itself. And changing people's attitude is more difficult than treating septic shock.

We can have half a Parliament filled with DAP/PKR politicians screaming their lungs out but for as long as there exist a substantial portion of the Chinese more keen to booze and snooze than vote and revolt, the possibility of the NEP ever being abolished is as great as that of pigs mounting up wings and fly.

P/S: This whole article can apply to the Indian machas as well.

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Do you trust this guy?

Is Anwar trustworthy?



Do you trust Anwar?


“Has it ever occur to you that if Anwar was never incarcerated, he would have just assumed the PM’s post and quietly be as corrupted as the current administration?”, I was asked yesterday.

Yes! That question is totally pertinent and my answer is one hundred percent affirmative.


I don’t remember things being any different or significantly better when we had Anwar Ibrahim as the Deputy Prime Minister, Education Minister or Finance Minister. Ok, maybe the fuel price was RM 1.10 per litre then but the crude oil price then was also significantly lower than the current UDS 100 per barrel.

Malaysia was just as corrupted. The cops were just as brazen soliciting duit kopi while the bureaucrats were just as lazy. Healthcare was just as pathetic and the doctors were just as rude and uncaring. The education system was just as polarized with the national schools getting more Islamic and the missionary schools getting more nationalized. Chinese education was just as underfunded while Tamil education was just as endangered. The leatherback turtle was just as elusive and the Indonesians just as ubiquitous. Crime was equally rampant, in both numbers and the degree of severity. Sammy Vellu was just as bald and his words just as crappy. Ling Liong Sik was just as fat and hypocritical and TAR College was just as mediocre. UM products were just as lousy as today, with or without the quota system. The brain drain was just as bad with our drains were just as clogged. Dengue was just as lethal and HIV was just as undiagnosed as today. The media was just as biased with the same shit but different smell. Whistle blowers were just as persecuted and the ACA just as toothless. The judiciary was just as phony with a similar backlog of pending cases.

Malaysia was not significantly any better. If it was, it’s a figment of our imagination. There’s always a certain tendency to hold on to the past with reminiscence that the past was better. There’s a psychological explanation for this but I’m not a psychologist so I’d give it a past.

Regardless, that was then and this is now. Loathe him or hate him, Anwar Ibrahim is back and he will not be going away unless he dies or is convicted for sodomy again. The choices before us is really simple, to trust or not to trust this ex-UMNO warlord.

The question in effect is really artefactual because we don’t really have a choice. With Malaysia sliding faster than the mental state of Britney Spears coupled with the fact that only a Malay can change the country, we have no Malay leader to look up to now but Anwar Ibrahim.

I’d forgive him for making non-Muslim students study Jawi in early primary school. I’d forgive him for making me read “Bahasa Melayu” in that weird, stupid intonation called bahasa baku. I’d forgive him for his strict imposition of the quota system for the annual university intake. I’d forgive him for being a bloody hypocrite proclaiming we were one big Malaysian family when we were clearly not. I’d forgive him for all those years he kept silent as a Cabinet Minister allowing Malaysia to be gang-raped and sodomised by the BN morons. More recently, I forgive him for his PKR’s arrogance in seat negotiations in Sabah-Sarawak. By track record, PKR has nothing to endorse their demand for more seats anywhere. It only has two seats to show – one is the former constituency of Anwar and the other was won by a candidate more known for his previous DAP affiliation.

I’m assuming six years of jail time and curry rice would have opened Anwar’s eyes to the harsh realities of Malaysia. I’m assuming he saw Malaysia for what Malaysia really is when he was in jail. I’m assuming he now knows what it was like for the DAP politicians all those years he was Cabinet minister controlling how the media should shut the DAP up. I’m assuming he now knows what it is like being detained under the ISA and separated from one’s wife and children for merely standing up for one’s beliefs. I’m assuming he would have read Mandela’s A Long Walk to Freedom while rotting in jail staring at an uncertain future.

In short, I assume he has repented and is now sincere to make a change for a better Malaysia.

He’s allowed to be bitter and vengeful of course.
He’s no Nelson Mandela, but he’s still the only Malay guy capable enough to lead Malaysia.

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No Winds of Change in the Land Beneath the Winds (3)

Can Sabah be saved this election? For the next five years may be too late...






Giant billboards grace the entire city of Kota Kinabalu. Even a national traitor like Yong Teck Lee who previously won his Likas seat with Filipino votes is grinning from ear to ear. Although Yong Teck Lee is currently embroiled in a lawsuit against the Chief Minister of Sabah over the Kudat Mazu statue, he is smiling on giant BN billboards. It shows how spineless adn shameless BN representatives can be.



Dark clouds above.... Even the weather frowns upon the future leaders of Sabah. These gigantic billboards with a smug-looking face are very reminiscent of the Saddam Hussein statues in pre-war Iraq. How does one reach out to people without internet connection? How will they ever know they are being conned by their own people?






Wearing the traditional Kadazandusun attire is a popular campaign strategy. It seemingly makes one more Kadazan, more Dusun and more Murut. This is the same guy i once wrote an appeal letter to, pleading for a portable ventilator to save the life of a young mother of eight. his previous constituency, Ranau remains one of the poorest district in Sabah.



The independent spoilers….Independent candidates are abundant in Sabah, employing symbols like an umbrella, keys, and even an alarm clock! Local leaders are highly regarded by their village folk. The manifesto of independent candidates are very similar to those of DAP and PKR, touching on issues like Project IC and poverty. The opposition should have embraced and harvested these independent candidates. Instead they now play the roles of spoilers.





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SLAB - another reason to SLAP BN in the face

Do you know why doctors are leaving the government service?



SLAB - another reason to SLAP BN in the face

I can accept many features of the NEP, albeit swallowing them like a bitter pill.

I will never be able to accept the Skim Latihan Akademik Bumiputera (SLAB), however.

For those who are unfamiliar with the SLAB scam scheme, it is basically a training program tailored for “outstanding” bumiputeras with professional qualifications to embark in an academic career.

The privileges accorded under this scam scheme are plentiful and far-reaching, available to “bumi” graduates in medical, law, sciences and IT. I shall only touch on the medical career, drawing from my own personal experience lest I make wrong generalised statements about other fields.

Under the Ministry of Health ruling, all doctors are required to serve at least four before being eligible to apply for specialty training in the Masters programs in local universities. No one is exempted from this ruling as in this noble profession of medicine; all doctors are equal in this fair nation regardless of the ethnicity.

Some are more equal than others, nonetheless.

These are the supposed outstanding bumiputera doctors. They only need to serve ONE YEAR of government service before being offered a range of clinical disciplines in which they desire to specialize in and later on, lecture in. While the rest of their non-bumiputera colleagues serve the district folk, these privileged lot are bypassing everyone else to begin a premature training as a clinical specialist.

On the outset, it would appear justified to reward ‘prodigies’ with a shorter route to specialty and thereafter a career in academic medicine.

If one scrutinizes the SLAB candidates however, the ugly faces of discrimination, cronyism and shortsightedness will become obvious.





Despite its namesake, the SLAB program is almost exclusively reserved for Malay Muslim bumiputeras. There is a reasonable pool of qualified and talented non-Muslim Bumiputera doctors in Sabah and Sarawak. They are denied the chance to become academics through this supposed noble training scheme. It’s bad enough to label Malaysians as bumi and non-bumi. To further differentiate between Malay and non-Malay bumiputeras is an act more despicable that the apartheid NEP itself. It is racial egoism comparable to Hitler’s Nazism and the Ku Klux Klan.

In principle, the by-invitation only SLAB program is open to the outstanding, phenomenal Malay bumiputera doctor. In practice however, the candidates are far from it. My Malay colleagues who could hardly string a proper sentence of English together are being accepted into the program. They couldn’t even present a simple case summary to the consultants during ward rounds and now they are expected to lecture medical students? Pretty preposterous isn’t it? The quality of SLAB trainees ranges from those with minimal knowledge in basic pharmacology to those who could never handle common medical emergencies without descending into a state of panic.

Are we confident to let our children learn and train under these pseudo-lecturers? A great number of my colleagues who failed final year MBBS exams in Universiti Malaya were invited to join the SLAB program! It gives one a general idea of the quality of our future lecturers. The majority of these SLAB products has either failed the external Royal Colleges exam or was never confident to attempt these exams in the first place. There were also two SLAB trainees in UM who were dropouts from Australian universities. The future of medical education does not look bright indeed.

Like most other NEP privileges, the SLAB program has been hijacked by well-connected UMNO loyalists. A great number of trainees are accepted into the program because they carry a ‘bin Datuk-something’. The truly qualified bumis are denied an opportunity while mediocre, below-average children of UMNO are offered a silver platter to quasi-professorship.

More than being another UMNO racist policy, the SLAB program is one that is dangerous. Clinical acumen in the profession of medicine comes from years of experience and there is no other way. A pre-university student who entered medical school without battling it out on a level playing field is already a cause for concern. Now, the same person is expected to perform the clinical duties of a lecturer-specialist after serving just one year of housemanship. In our feudalistic healthcare system, the specialist is always regarded as correct and infallible, even when he has little experience more than his medical officers who are subordinates merely because they were not born with a privileged skin color.

The intentions of the SLAB program were never to provide a helping hand to aspiring bumiputera doctors. It was also never the intention of SLAB program to provide our universities with a steady source of well-trained lecturers.

The way it is carried out, the aims and purposes of the SLAB program are to mass-produce as many Malay bumiputera specialists as possible and in the shortest time, as well as to inhibit the career progress of non-Malay doctors. It is already punishing enough that non-bumi students enter university one year later that their bumi counterparts (two years if one was from national-type school), now they even have to wait four years later than their Malay colleagues before being eligible to apply for specialty training.

A SLAB product will become a full-fledged specialist by the age of 30 with an almost guaranteed pathway to subspecialty and professorship by 40. His non-Malay colleague meanwhile, will only be a newbie specialist at 35, assuming the doctor was successful in his application for specialty training at the very first attempt!

As a doctor serving the poorest state in Malaysia, I have many reasons not to cross BN this coming election – poverty, inflation, corruption, judicial bribery and escalating crime, amongst others.

Nevertheless, the SLAB program alone is enough a reason for me to slap the BN on both cheeks – UMNO for their perpetual narcissism and MCA/MIC for playing UMNO’s running dogs.

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No Winds of Change in the Land Beneath the Winds (2)

UMNO flags are flying high in a predominant Kadazandusun area. Some of the humble and lowly local folk I spoke to have never heard of DAP, PKR or PAS are. They only know that they've been told to cross next to the Dacing of BN. This is why UMNO has been able to lord over the local folks despite the Malay population being a great minority here.




An illustration of how rich and fat the land of Sabah is. It has so much timber that quality wood is used to mount up placards and banners throughout Sabah. One a single stretch of town road, there may be up to a hundred placards as these. The wealth of the land hardly reaches the ordinary folk, however.



A BN running dog boasts about his greatness in a 30-page booklet depicting his appearances in the local press. There is not a single page about his principles and beliefs and his stand on any issues. I'd rather vote a high-pitched yelping chihuahua than a dog that cannot even bark much less bite.




This BN candidate publishes his rubbish in such a size that it exceeds the size of my dustbin, and i assure you that my dustbin is big. Eighty pages of how popular he has been in the local press yet not a single page on his personal ideals and principles. Jesus said that the Father rewards the good deeds that are done in secret and that the left hand should not know what good deeds the right hand is doing. Our BN candidate here does exactly the opposite.

To date, I have not seen or smelt any opposition's campaign booklet.

How to win like this?

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Di mana tiada helang....

....in Malaysia, too many characters are holding positions that they were never destined to hold....


Di mana tiada helang, kata belalang akulah helang…


In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

I love Malaysia – I truly do. I was born here, bred here and raised here and that is why I am so anxious and restless to see Malaysia’s long list of issues getting solved by the people in power.

It takes little effort for any secondary school kid to identify Malaysia’s long list of issues – worsening race relations, deteriorating environment, escalating crime, widespread corruption, blatant abuse of power, widening wealth gap, uncontrolled inflation, embarrassing judiciary, ailing healthcare, legal illegal immigration, forced brain drain, thinning resources and ineffective education system.

But then again, maybe I was wrong. Maybe our education system has become so stupid and rotten that our brain-washed secondary school students would not be able to find anything wrong with the country at all.

If I were to be asked to pick one and only one problem to be referred to as Malaysia’s BIGGEST PROBLEM, I think I would have to think deep and hard.

I think my answer at this point in time, would be that in Malaysia, too many characters are holding positions that they were never destined to hold.

Mat Rempits and Ah Bengs who were never meant to be in university are studying medicine, engineering and IT. They end up wasting their youth in university. My personal experience in UM, some of these jokers on government scholarships are spending up to eight years studying medicine. It’s my money they are wasting for each year they are retained in medical school. How outrageous! If these underqualified below-average students were offered an arts or religious course to begin with, perhaps they would not have ended up as a failed general practitioner selling metamphetamine to the public.

Some who were never truly competent to be a doctor are operating on patients as so-called consultant neurosurgeons, and making a huge lethal mess out of it. The ghosts of patients who died under the knife and care of all these bull-crapping doctors will come back to haunt our dreams, if sleep can even step in to begin with.

The kaki ponteng sekolah whom I used to catch as a prefect is now in the police force. I used to catch this guy squatting and smoking in the pee-filled toilet of my missionary school. How our roles have changed! I wouldn’t be surprise if he were to give me a speeding summons one of these days. He was never meant to be anywhere near or around in a career of law enforcement but here he is – donning a dark blue uniform with an anti-rasuah badge waiting to pounce on his next victim, earning some duit kopi to support his smoking habit.

Many who were never cut out for business dealings or were failed businessmen are becoming the CEOs of PLUS, Malaysian Airlines and Proton. That is why this rich nation is fast becoming poor. Our money has been placed in the stupid hands of UMNO’s ass kissers.

Retards and morons who were never gifted in reading and debating are becoming parliamentarians and end up yelling racist taunts and religious threats. Nazri Aziz, Badruddin Amiruddin, Keris Hishamuddin and Bung Mokhtar please step forward.

One who was destined to be a perpetual civil servant became prime minister and brought the civil service mentality into the job – getting paid to do nothing but sleep.

That is what I think is killing Malaysia slowly: a mismatch of natural talents with their eventual roles.

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