"Murray Hunter and Lim Teck Ghee". Nice sounding and awesome combo... Add spoiler or joker Fernz the Grate to the mix/rojak, and, blimey, you're near half way to seizing one whole country already!
The liberation of many a country started with mostly barely a dozen folks, albeit often with an AK47 or even musket between the lot.
How is it such ideas and forces fail in almost fertile grounds like Bolehland?
Lord Jim, Tarzan, could do it (plus civilising the damn natives) as one man bands. Elderly white auntie Newcastle Brown Ale got many a colonial Sambo drunk with at least temporal power, brought down Najib (with the help of the Snake Pharaoh - and cronies - and lotsa moolah).
Even the Phenomenon, "Renaissance Man" and Second and Third and Forever Coming Mullah Anwar, could nearly pull one (with the help of neocons, regime-change artists, and lots of moron sheep), so how come Bolehland missed that leaky creaky liberation sampan again?
Is it that our fight-for-freedom liberation architects and engineers are terribly wanting? Maybe just the usual half-baked? Maybe great at running ministry of useless ideas? Maybe can't get out of bed? Maybe all talk no real action? Maybe, like for the mercenary ones, leave the great fight (and the damn sheep) when the last instalment of money is paid?
Could it be our sheep have no quality, keep groaning and moaning, can wait forever to be free? Could Bolehland be "there" already, as good as it gets, put up with our lot, can't complain...
Could it be the colonial massahs did a great job on their Sambos, brainwashed them niggahs properly and even colonised their minds, black and brown monkeys, white minds..?
Then again, the damn natives here (of them days) weren't too bad, balanced their rounds of intellectualising with healthy sport of popping the massahs with rounds of ammo. The white folks of the Irish IRA and Sinn Fein mentioned and thanked those here for the valuable lessons of not sitting down too much (or entirely?) and just talk, go out and pop the rabbits for dinner.
The biggest revelation of the Paddys was the lesson not to fall for that fast one - surrender your weapons and we talk.
Alas, today the "Revolution" is an all-talk dinner party. For Bolehland the party can go on forever, too! Or, with Gandhi Too Anwar, the party don't even get started, wtf!
So come on, all ye toilers (and fishermen!) of the land, bring yer sufferings to our saviours - and they can only convert them all to more talk and make things worse, thank you!
May he rest in peace.
Where can we read his writings. Have they been compiled in a book?
"Murray Hunter and Lim Teck Ghee". Nice sounding and awesome combo... Add spoiler or joker Fernz the Grate to the mix/rojak, and, blimey, you're near half way to seizing one whole country already!
The liberation of many a country started with mostly barely a dozen folks, albeit often with an AK47 or even musket between the lot.
How is it such ideas and forces fail in almost fertile grounds like Bolehland?
Lord Jim, Tarzan, could do it (plus civilising the damn natives) as one man bands. Elderly white auntie Newcastle Brown Ale got many a colonial Sambo drunk with at least temporal power, brought down Najib (with the help of the Snake Pharaoh - and cronies - and lotsa moolah).
Even the Phenomenon, "Renaissance Man" and Second and Third and Forever Coming Mullah Anwar, could nearly pull one (with the help of neocons, regime-change artists, and lots of moron sheep), so how come Bolehland missed that leaky creaky liberation sampan again?
Is it that our fight-for-freedom liberation architects and engineers are terribly wanting? Maybe just the usual half-baked? Maybe great at running ministry of useless ideas? Maybe can't get out of bed? Maybe all talk no real action? Maybe, like for the mercenary ones, leave the great fight (and the damn sheep) when the last instalment of money is paid?
Could it be our sheep have no quality, keep groaning and moaning, can wait forever to be free? Could Bolehland be "there" already, as good as it gets, put up with our lot, can't complain...
Could it be the colonial massahs did a great job on their Sambos, brainwashed them niggahs properly and even colonised their minds, black and brown monkeys, white minds..?
Then again, the damn natives here (of them days) weren't too bad, balanced their rounds of intellectualising with healthy sport of popping the massahs with rounds of ammo. The white folks of the Irish IRA and Sinn Fein mentioned and thanked those here for the valuable lessons of not sitting down too much (or entirely?) and just talk, go out and pop the rabbits for dinner.
The biggest revelation of the Paddys was the lesson not to fall for that fast one - surrender your weapons and we talk.
Alas, today the "Revolution" is an all-talk dinner party. For Bolehland the party can go on forever, too! Or, with Gandhi Too Anwar, the party don't even get started, wtf!
So come on, all ye toilers (and fishermen!) of the land, bring yer sufferings to our saviours - and they can only convert them all to more talk and make things worse, thank you!
Tq sir.i share you grief. He was a good man. Al fatehah.