We all have received news that a certain someone is gonna be the future head of this great country. Well, we’re already fucked now, how much worse can it be? This hand-me-down “tradition” has gotta stop. The PM-ship ain’t some old T-Shirt to hand down in succession.

What if, in FANTASY, at least, we had our own choices of a Prime Minister? Here are 5 of my own choices (just a satire, of course). And I’ll be tagging 5 more people to do the same. That way, we can know how many of us actually have Najib on the list. At least in the blogosphere. My choices are:

To be clear, this time it ain’t a parody. But it still lingers around politics. I made subs for another video, but it is a far cry from a parody. This video features a TV reporter interviewing a politician, or Chief Minister to be precise. It shows how the CM shifts around with his explanations and tries to get himself out of the heat by turning the table onto the reporter.

The video originated from the Tamil movie Muthalvan, which is why I took the trouble to make the subs. Before you watch the video, let me give a brief description of the backstory.

A riot breaks out in Tamil Nadu, with bus drivers staging a lockdown. The CM doesn’t take any action to preserve his personal interests, and he orders the Police Commissioner to do nothing, hoping that the situation will calm down by itself. His orders were caught on tape by a cameraman, who then gets promoted to a reporter. His first assignment is to interview the Chief Minister of Tamil Nadu, and therein starts the video clip below.

May you rot forever in the depths of hell and be tortured by the lord of death himself. These motherfuckers are practically plundering the nation’s wealth for so long. Now, when their racial and religious rhetorics are being exposed by the very people the rakyat supports, they drag them down under that infernal ISA and lock them up. Bastards, aren’t they? Haven’t they got the gumption to fucking defend themselves if they are truly innocent? They act as if they are the Judge, Jury and Executioner.

History is repeating. Ops Lalang is back again as the rifle of the goverment, with the government themselves pulling the trigger at whom they see fit. Raja Petra Kamaruddin, the man who so elequently bashes the guilty ones in the government with his words is in police custody. This man has taught us all so many lessons in life. This man stands for the truth. Even if his methods are questionable, heck, it gets the job done. The bastards up there just cook up a reason to detain him till he rots. Insults to Islam? That’s a laugh. Detention without trial is against Islam. What is the ISA then, dickheads?

Well, if you can’t call this racism, then we all might as well as go crawl under a rock and rot. This was highlighted in Rubenee’s blog.

Let me give you guys a brief summary here. These guys, Kelab Menyokong UMNO, have their little forum HERE, which is called “Gerbang Tempur Maya”, loosely translated as Virtual Battle Front (to my best understanding). There is this teensy-weensy topic entitled “Statistik Pilihanraya:Kempen boikot semua calon-calon India“, translated as “Election Statistics: Campaign to boycott all Indian candidates”.

Now, they are practically bashing up all Malaysian Indian citizens (and also the Chinese Malaysians) to kingdom come. I’ll let you read for yourself to have a clearer picture of the whole issue at hand here. Bunched up with a liberal usage of the word “Keling” (albeit being used in variations; never directly), this forum topic is a very, very serious matter. The first post was made on Friday, Nov 30, 2007 at 2:55 pm (server time) and the last reply is on Thursday, Dec 06, 2007 at 11:03 am (server time).

I have been away for a while. Quite a while, if I may say so. I was neck deep in office assignments which required my immediate attention. A web programmer’s work is never done. I’ve aledi had quite a number of people buzzing me using IM asking for updates. I didn’t know you guys loved my nonsense so much. Even now, as I am writing this nonsense, I have no idea where this article is gonna end. Heck, I don’t even know what topic am I writing here. Perhaps I’ll just call it “A Bunch of Nonsensical Stuff Put Together To Signal My Return”. You see now what kind of nonsense I am capable of coming up with.