Friday, 22 September 2017
The mall is reportedly struggling with a decline in sales…
This is my brother.....DFAR. Dato Fauzi Abdul Rahman...YB and many other things to you, me and many others. We were in the same batch at MCKK. This is a man of the people, for the people and by the people and my affection and respect for this gracious man knows no bounds. For as long as I can remember - from the time he was in Cabinet and other times until today...there have never been attempts by brother Fauzi to be anything else but himself. For this I salute you brother....and may you, even at past 70, continue to serve the people of Kuantan and Pahang in the manner that they have become accustomed to in those many years that you have been in politics.
Asiehman...what lah! I spent almost two hours writing "Be quiet no more"..and maybe another hour mulling the ideas in my head before I got to putting it down onto to my blog....read it over and over again and was pleased with myself for having wrote the piece. And a few hours after I posted it...how many clicks did I get? 552 clicks.
Then there was this posting "300 baht to buy toothbrush and toilet paper" that took me about five minutes to cut and paste...and how many clicks did I get for that piece? 517 clicks!
Aiyah where got road lah. Not complaining...just asking "where got road?"
And so I kept quiet......
Over forty years ago when I was working for Malaysia National Insurance in Seremban as an Underwriter, I and my Manager, Mazlan Ibrahim, went to see the Mentri Besar to seek his assist in giving us business from the various state authorities. He asked if we were members of umno - we replied "no". He said go join umno and we will get business from the state. We joined umno and we did get business from the state. There was no reason for me to complain about the MB asking us to join umno. He kept his word about giving us business. So I kept quiet.
And then I went into Insurance Broking. Our family business, ZETA, had a joint venture with Hogg Robinson and we called the company Zeta Hogg Robinson. In order to get business from DBKL, government agencies and Petronas, we Bumiputra Insurance Brokers formed a Consortium and whatever business we secured from the government we shared among ourselves. The non-Bumiputra Insurance Brokers were not part of this arrangement. At that time I did not see anything wrong in this arrangement where Bumiputra Insrance Brokers were favoured over the others...and so I kept quiet.
And then I went into business and at each "business opportunity" that presented itself I was ably assisted by the Chinese with whom I had a JV and the "I help you you help me " arrangements was a "win win " situation for both of us. I became comfortable with this arrangement in which the Chinese did all the work and I handled the umno side of business. While it kept me from really knowing the business side of things, the arrangement was financially gratifying for me....and so I kept quiet.
As the project got bigger and the financial inducements and rewards increased accordingly, I became aware that increasingly this manner of doing business was not doing any good to the Chinese or the Malay because it was not based on meritocracy but on whom you know...but the financial rewards were good. And so I kept quiet.
I started to know a few of the Malay leaders in umno who were involved in money politics, bribery and corruption as the bumiputra stakes in business in Malaysia increased at a fantastic rate....but again there was enough to go around. The politicians had their share and we bumiputra businessmen had our share...and so I kept quiet.
And then in some of the big ticket business opportunity - especially in construction - we started having problems because at every step, up front money was needed to feed the politicians who helped us secure the projects. And then once the project started we had to take care of the government servants overseeing the project in JKR. Because of all these payments we sometimes cut corners, provided materials not according to specifications and from time to time, the projects were delayed. After "negotiations" with the decision makers, progress payments were made, variation orders were approved and all the bleeding of money from the projects felt by the main contractor was somehow compensated even though it meant considerable delays in project completion and increase costs because of the VO. ...and so I kept quiet.
And then I saw gerry meandering during elections, I see the EC being subservient to the wishes of their political masters and wholesale fraud etc at election time....but the Malays were still in power. Umno still dominate...and so I kept quiet.
Then I witnessed the appointment of najib razak as pm with a wife as odious as she is greedy. By then we had an umno totally unable to function at any level without the outlay of copious amounts of cash to lubricate the outstretched hands of it's members even for the simplest of tasks while najib, its president went about amassing a personal fortune not to be sneezed at. All this I read about, saw and I know about, but none of it had ever affect my personal life. And so I kept quiet.
Fast forward to some years back when I finally decided to leave Malaysia for good because the corruption, the money politics and the greed that overcomes all other sensibilities of so many Malay leaders had already overwhelm the Malay race and me. Overwhelm the Malay race and me to such an extent that we could no longer hold our head high in the presence of others nor could the Malays claim the high moral ground it had always presume to be its own in the years gone by. You could hardly get anything done in Malaysia without some elbow grease.
That was when I realise that may be, just maybe, I am part of the problem why things are the way they are. I am part of the problem not part of the solution....and that was when I told myself to not keep quiet anymore. That is why I started writing this blog....and I have not stopped working on this blog ever since.
Are you still keeping quiet?
Thursday, 21 September 2017
1. Put away your phone in their presence.
2. Pay attention to what they are saying.
3. Accept their opinions.
4. Engage in their conversations.
5. Look at them with respect
6. Always praise them.
7. Share good news with them.
8. Avoid sharing bad news with them.
9. Speak well of their friends and loved ones to them.
10. Keep in remembrance the good things they did.
11. If they repeat a story, listen like it's the first time they tell it.
12. Don't bring up painful memories from the past.
13. Avoid side conversations in their presence.
14. Sit respectfully around them.
15. Don't belittle/criticize their opinions and thoughts.
16. Avoid cutting them off when they speak.
17. Respect their age.
18. Avoid hitting/disciplining their grandchildren around them.
19. Accept their advice and direction.
20. Give them the power of leadership when they are present.
21. Avoid raising your voice at them.
22. Avoid walking in front or ahead of them.
23. Avoid eating before them
24. Avoid glaring at them.
25. Fill them with your appreciation even when they don't think they deserve it.
26. Avoid putting your feet up in front of them or sitting with your back to them.
27. Don't speak ill of them to the point where others speak ill of them too.
28. Keep them in your prayers always possible.
29. Avoid seeming bored or tired of them in their presence.
30. Avoid laughing at their faults/mistakes.
31. Do a task before they ask you to.
32. Continuously visit them.
33. Choose your words carefully when speaking with them.
34. Call them by names they like.
35. Make them your priority above anything.
Parents are treasure on this land and sooner than you think, that treasure will be buried. Appreciate your parents while you still can.Today lets make lots of prayers for our beloved parents. Amen.
Just who the fuck is this retard? A Malay? No Malays I know dress the way he dresses...and YES it is a dress that he has on. Black in colour with a black skull hat. This is no Melayu...an Arab Celup maybe...an "Ustad Wannabe"...maybe....but no decent and right thinking Melayu would go into a restaurant or shop dressed like that and start to think that he has the right to impose upon others his views on anything ...least of all religion!.
And what are his views?
First he is giving one weeks notice....
I presume he thinks he can impose upon others his views as LAW! Very presumptuous of this retard to think that his views can be impose as LAW upon anyone else... upon the non Malays (or infidels as I sure that is what he would be referring to them when in the company of other retards!) or upon other Malays. I am a Malay and I will be damm if I will allow this kind of retards to enter my personal space.
He tells us that he represent the community of Flora Damansara (God help the community of Flora Damansara!) and they object to drug abuse in the community.....woi stupid all right thinking people object to drug abuse!.
They object to any alcohol consumption in public because Flora Damansara is populated by a majority Muslim and Malay population...so it is disrespectful for any one to consume alcohol in public,,,in their presence! I don't drink alcohol and I do not smoke....not because it is haram ...but because I do not like the taste of alcohol. Smoking makes me noxious. So what do I do....I keep away from pubs and any place where alcohol is consumed in great qualities (including, alas, any Beerfest). As for smoking I move away from people who do smoke. So why can't this retard do the same?
He tells us that he suspects there is prostitution activities happening in Flora Damansaara. Why... how does he know there is prostitution and who the prostitute are? Has he met prostitutes before? Has he paid for prostitutes before? And if there is prostitution in Flora Damansara, should not the police be informed? Or is this retard wanting to make a citizen "arrest" of the prostitute himself and be judge and jury to these prostitute himself? For what reason? Well we know enough of these sex mad religious zealots who insists that the wife must agree to fornicate on top of a Camel if the husband so desire. Ptui!
And they object to anybody wearing any bare clothes ...I dare suggest that in the privacy of his room, this retard would be one of the first among his type to look at images of "bare girls" and turn parts of his body into an amusement park!