PKR must do a real Spring cleaning.

The Chinese New Year is in two weeks' time. Tradition calls for Spring cleaning in most Chinese homes to rid cobwebs and unwanted parasites. Parasites are a species of irritating pests. There is nothing they can contribute to the harmony of the ecology. At least spiders can take care of insects and mosquitoes for us. These parasites are a curse to human existence.

There are also political parasites of the worst kind. They are there just to suck, take and irritate. When there is nothing left for them to suck or take, they irritate. Let's liquidate them once and for all! But like the real parasites, you can never kill them all permanently. So periodically you have to use insecticide and poison to eliminate them.

PKR has to do a serious thorough Spring cleaning. It's long overdue. Don't wait till the last minute. It may be too late by then. These parasites might have inflicted permanent damage.

DO IT NOW!

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The taperstry of life.

"We all should know that diversity makes for a rich tapestry,

and we must understand that all the threads of the tapestry

are equal in value no matter what their color."

Maya Angelou, poet (b. 1928)

Born : Marguerite Ann Johnson
April 4, 1928 (1928-04-04) (age 82)
Saint Louis, Missouri, U.S.

Occupation : Poet, civil rights activist,

dancer, film producer, television producer,

playwright, film director, author, actress.

Nationality : African American

Literary movement : civil rights

How smart are you?

Periodically, I would receive some good emails. Below is one of them:

[Raju walked into a very high-tech restaurant in KLCC. As he waited to be seated, he noticed that the Maitre D' was a robot.

The robot clicked to attention and said, "hello, there will be one hour wait. I am programmed to talk with you until a table is ready, If you please."

Intrigued, Raju said, "OK."

The robot clicked a couple more times and then asked, "Sir, what is your IQ?"

Raju answered, "Oh, about 164."

The robot then proceeded to discuss the theory of relativity, interstellar space travel and the latest medical breakthroughs

Raju was most impressed. The next day he returned, But thought he would try a different tack.

The robot again asked, "What is your IQ, sir?" This time Raju answered, "Oh, about 100".

So the robot started discussing F1 racing , the latest PREMIER LEAGUE football results, and the missing jet engine case.

Raju had to try it one more time. So the next day he returned.

Again the robot asked the question, "What is your IQ?"

This time Raju drawled out, " Uh.....What is IQ?"

The robot clicked, then leaned close to Raju and very slowly explained,

" IQ is the level of intelligence that you have."

Raju, "Oh I see! Then I think my IQ should be 15!"

The robot then responded wth the appropriate programmed question:

"A-r-e

y-o-u

p-e-o-p-l-e

g-o-i-n-g

t-o

e-l-e-c-t

B-A-R-I-S-A-N .. N-A-S-I-O-N-A-L

a-g-a-i-n?" ]

By the way, I have altered the last IQ figure to be that low!

If only, if only..........

If only I knew how stupid I was.

If only I was matured enough to think and act correctly.

If only, if only.

Sometimes it's too late to "if only". I would have drowned 40 years ago if the small "boat" had capsized!! You see, I was just an ignorant teenager following friends to an outing, not knowing that they were going into a very small boat of not more than 6 feet. I did not know how to swim at that time.

I think there were 4 of us in the fragile dingey. Before embarking, I was apprehensive but plain youthful naivety took the day and in I got into the boat. We did "sail" out into deep waters. I was destined to live. If the small dingey had capsized, I would be in the news for a few days and of course forgotten in due course.

Only when you have gone through real life experiences can you then understand why accidents can happen.

This is life. If you are to die tragically, you die. If you have good fortune like me, you live to see another day.

Humour

A noble career in organised crime.

And in which country?

Mad dogs barking at the wrong tree.

Are you already sick of the daily regurgitating of the same spew?

Then let's talk about some other beneficial topics. What about "pigs wallowing in septic tank"? Or "Rejected Old Goat with big tail trying to act smart".

I think this would be more entertaining : "Mad dogs barking at the wrong tree."

Pet dogs which are happy at home display their affectionate and lovable faces. Wagging their tails occasionally. They deserve our pats on their heads.

But when mad dogs bark, they make lots of annoying noises, disturbing the neighbours. And when they bark at the wrong tree, they become stupid dogs. These dogs become mad because of lack of love and affection from their masters. It reflects on the mentality and character of their masters. Through time these mad dogs will lose their sense of self-worth and will begin to display signs of insecurity and fear by way of aggrassive behaviour. With the slightest movement or sound they will begin to bark like mad. So we call this "barking at the wrong tree".

There is not much remedy to cure these mad dogs. No amount of shouting will end their ugly snarls. So what are we going to do? Don't crouch down on four legs to look like them. That would be silly of us.

Shoot them!!!

But being a practising Buddhist, I will never do that. So what is the other option? Just walk away, and leave them to their barking. It will come a time when these mad dogs will just die of exhaustion and hunger.

Just leave them alone. We have better things to do. Life is very short.

A church in Java, Indonesia.

A church in Java, Indonesia.

It is most interesting.

It is most interesting to read this popular Buddhist parable from a non-Buddhist intellectual.

Azli Rahman's "Illuminations":
[When one is bleeding after being shot by an arrow, the first step is not to look for the culprit that shot the arrow and pondering why was it shot but to pull out the arrow from the victim's body and to quickly put a stop to the bleeding. This is what Siddharta Gautama would teach as crisis intervention.]


The full version can be found in my learned Buddhist friend's blog :

[Parable of the arrow smeared thickly with poison.

It is as if a man had been wounded by an arrow thickly smeared with poison, and his friends and kinsmen were to get a surgeon to heal him, and he were to say, I will not have this arrow pulled out until I know by what man I was wounded, whether he is of the warrior caste, or a brahmin, or of the agricultural, or the lowest caste. Or if he were to say, I will not have this arrow pulled out until I know of what name of family the man is -- or whether he is tall, or short or of middle height ... Before knowing all this, the man would die.

Similarly, it is not on the view that the world is eternal, that it is finite, that body and soul are distinct, or that the Buddha exists after death that a religious life depends. Whether these views or their opposite are held, there is still rebirth, there is old age, there is death, and grief, lamentation, suffering, sorrow, and despair.... I have not spoken to these views because they do not conduce to an absence of passion, to tranquility, and Nirvana.

And what have I explained? Suffering have I explained, the cause of suffering, the destruction of suffering, and the path that leads to the destruction of suffering have I explained. For this is useful.

The most important thing for a Buddhist is to practise The Noble Eightfold Path. Mere speculation will lead a person nowhere.]

Let's have a fresh General Election!

Why waste time debating on something that we can't see? After all not everyone in this world is interested in what you beleive. I don't care what you want to believe. Just leave me alone.

Let's just call for a fresh General Election to confirm a LEGITIMATE government.

What if some moron claims air belongs to him alone?

What happens if some moron claims that Malaysian air belongs to him alone?

We have to stop breathing.

All of us will die leaving him alone in this paradise of fools!!!

Today's quote of the day:

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. -Carl Sagan, astronomer and writer (1934-1996)

Fools full of follies!

Little minds (if they have at all) are pawns of evil minds.

Rid the evil minds; and the little minds may have a chance to learn a wee bit of wisdom about peace, tolerance, respect and compassion.

What FOOLS with full of follies!!

Statements from Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah:

“Sensitivities is the favoured resort of the gutter politician. With it he raises a mob, fans its resentment and helps it discover a growing list of other sensitivities. This is a road to ruin. A nation is made up of citizens bound by a shared conception of justice and not of mobs extracting satisfaction for politicised emotional states.”

“This is what government sounds like when a political system and its leadership have come unstuck from the rule of law. It goes from issue to issue, hostage to the brinksmanship of sensitivities. Small matters threaten to erupt into racial conflict."

“The government of a multiracial society that cannot rise above sentiment is clearly too weak or too self-interested to hold the country together. It has lost credibility and legitimacy. The regime is in crisis.”

A wise comment.

One of my valued readers has posted a comment which I consider very wise. Below is the full text. Thank you "bow" and I hope your permission is given without my asking.

bow said...
All great religions teach about the same doctrine to each respective believers. Government shouldn't dwell on any divisive issue with aim to separate all Malaysians into different category or group, but should unite all of us regardless of race, gender, or belief for the best of our country.

The world is getting tougher for a small country like Malaysia every day, officials should focus on taking the country forward and moving upward among nations instead of backward and continue its down fall yearly; use our natural and human resources wisely to prepare and ready for a tough sailing ahead in light of the global economy recession.

Time wait for no nation in world stage, if officials continue to fight over petty issues and refuse to act maturely, Malaysians will be left behind in this rising global competitive environment sooner than you can imagine.

January 5, 2010 2:56 AM

Very wisely put, "bow"!

Why fight over shadows?

The above picture shows just a minute part of outer space. It is said that there are billions of stars out there. I would take it that there are countless or limitless numbers of stars out there.

Just consider 1 tiny twinkling star as our sun. We can't even see our earth. It is so infinitesimal minute in this cosmic display that it is as good as non-existent. Then what about one human in this cosmic scenario? He is much less than a minute speck of dust in the eyes of the universe. What about the life span of this one person? In terms of cosmic timeframe, by the time you read this line, he is dead and gone.

We are so insignificant and our time is so limited. Why are we so foolish fighting over shadows? What has our little minds come to? Where is goodwill and tolerance?

There is only one religion, the religion of Peace.

There is only one prayer, the prayer of Compassion.

There is only one temple, the temple of the Heart.

The most daring jumper!

This just came through the email. By just lookng at the photos, my legs became wobbly!

Take a look:

This is a case of a photographer photographing another photographer.
The following pictures were taken by Hans van de Vorst from the Netherlands at the Grand Canyon, Arizona .
The identity of the photographer in the photos is unknown.


I was simply stunned seeing this guy standing on this solitary rock in the Grand Canyon . The canyon's depth is 900 meters ( 3,000 ' ) here..
The rock on the right is affixed to the edge of the canyon and perfectly safe.

Watching this guy in his rubber thong sandals, burdened with a camera and a tripod, I asked myself 3 questions:

1. How did he climb that rock?
2. Why not take that sunset picture from that rock on the right, which is perfectly safe?
3. How will he get back?

After the sun set behind the canyon's horizon he packed his things and prepared himself for the jump. This took about 2 minutes. At that point he definitely had the full attention of the crowd.




This is the point of no return. After that, he jumped in his thong sandals & only having one hand free. The canyon's depth is 900 meters ( 3,000 feet ) here.

You can see that the adjacent rock is quite a bit higher than where he is & quite steep..
He hopes to use his one free hand to grab on to the rock. Look carefully at the photographer. He is carrying a camera, a tripod and also a plastic bag all on his shoulder or in his left hand. He lands low on his flip flops both his right hand and right foot slip away...

And at that moment I take this shot:




He pushes his body tight against the rock waits for a few seconds, throws his stuff on top of the rock, then climbs up & walks away... Cool!