Archive for November, 2008
Bloggers Buff 2008
This is kinda like a belated post. I’ve been sick for the past two days that all my energy allocations for the computer was put into downloading torrents and playing Red Alert 3. Outrageous phlegm, high decibel coughs and a perpetual dripping nose with a slight fever was enough to put me down for a few days. Anyways, I’m slightly better now, judging by the fact that I’m writing this post.
On Saturday, I attended the Bloggers Buff 2008, having expected to see Tun Dr. Mahathir there. He didn’t manage to show up, and we had Syed Hamid Albar replacing him to deliver the keynote speech. All I saw was another propaganda speech by Syed Hamid. During the Q&A session, a Putera MIC fellar tried to give a concerned insight on the Hindraf 5 by asking Syed Hamid about their release. I thought he was stupid to ask that question in a blogging conference. Did anyone remind him that there wasn’t any ties to their ISA detentions and the blogging issues to be discussed on that day? Reflects well on Putera MIC’s members, won’t you say?
Karangan Terbaik UPSR 2007
Now, I don’t know whether is this true or not. I received it in an email, and it was funny as hell. Now, who cares if it was a real essay written in the UPSR examinations? It’s still a good laugh and a big kudos goes to the person who came up with this. I laughed till my tummy ached just by imagining a primary school student writing this with full expression on his face….
Here’s the so-called “essay” (**note: it is in Bahasa Malaysia):
Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.
GOBLOKology Chapter 2: Perks For Yourself
It’s chapter 2, kiddos. So now, you’ve been elected to office. Well, maybe your proxy has been elected to office. Doesn’t matter. It’s still your policies that are going to end up being implemented. Cheer up. After disposing of the evidence of you cheating your way into office, you gotta serve your constituency. Nothing is easier in Goblokland. Why? The nation’s filled with Gobloks, for fuck’s sake. It’s like stealing candy from a baby. Or making multi-billion Goblokian Dollar bail-outs. Whichever you’re good at.
Watchmen: Graphic Novel and Movie Comparisons & Theatrical Trailer
For those of you who do not poke around much with Hollywood movie news, Watchmen is an upcoming graphic novel-adapted flick to be released in June 2009. Watchmen was a Hugo Award winning novel (the only graphic novel to do so). The movie will be in the veins of 300, which incidentally is also directed by the same person, Zack Snyder.
The picture comparisons are at the bottom, but before that, a little gist on Watchmen. Don’t worry. NO SPOILERS here.


Concerning Fatwas
Fatwas or edicts by the Fatwa Council have been quite the hot news lately. The PM said something yesterday, even thought he ain’t in the Fatwa Council. Malaysians have seen fatwas being issues on tomboys and now, yoga. It’s disheartening to see that a simple issue such as a fatwa having so much effect on the society. Debates springing up like mushrooms in the blogosphere. Name callings, finger pointings and written warnings are issued by Tom, Dick and Harry in order to defend their respective religions, as if all these religions are in a threat of vanishing forever.
Now, seriously, people need to stop generalising. Non-muslims shouldn’t be assuming that Muslims are out to banish their practices and Muslims shouldn’t be assuming that non-Muslims are poking their nose into their affairs. Each side has their own valid reason to counter the other, but no one actually remembers when and where did this whole thing went crazy with different camps giving the 2, 3 or 4 cents worth of bullshit while the ones who are responsible to educate and placate the masses have been doing nothing.