Enough with transexuals, after chatting with Lawrence, I guess I need to stop that, I don’t want to offend him anymore. Oops! Anyway, life goes on. As I flipped through the pages of star online, the unofficial English national newspaper of Malaysia, I think. (If not, who?) News are getting so damn freaking weird. As if our country has lost its long held sense of humor and hired clowns to create news, like committing crime, disturbing the already disturbed political situation and just plain playing stupid.

For example, according to the newspaper, the trend of nowadays domestic violence has shifted power into the hands of an unlikely gender. Woman. Not trying to sound sexist, but from what I’ve read, wives are beating the crap out of their husbands. It’s increased to a state where it’s reported that no more than 50 cases of men being physically BEATEN UP by their wives throughout 2006 to 2008. Yes, BEATEN UP! Here comes the punch line, one particular woman actually tried to set her husband on FIRE. Woman beating up husbands. What’s next? Dogs and cats beating up their owners? So not Awesome.

Make no mistake, I’m not trying to make fun of this situation or trying to sell this idea to future families but come on, it’s really kick ass funny. Basically, police report states the cause of this abuse is either cheating husbands or financially troubled husbands but trust me, normally financial trouble only arise when the husbands are cheating. Extra phone number, extra bills, extra apartments, extra condoms and the normal stuff. Well, I can offer some really ‘hopefully-it-helps” advice. Note to self, marry a lady physically smaller than you. But, if you still have fetish and fantasies on a ‘Big-mamas”, which make sense that you cheated, make sure you either know kung fu or own a shotgun. Or you can just play nice, love your wife. I am pretty sure the last choice seems like the much easier one to fulfill, I hope so.

What I saw in the male toilet in uni.

Crime rates never really stop for a coffee and donut break, the policemen are the ones taking their places. Somehow, everything I popped into star online. The popular news always has to include a sexually related news, say rape, incest, molest and the list goes on. Recently, this one news, specifically, 5th May, kinda made me laugh so hard that the library banned me for life. Apparently, a adulterous secretary accidently bit off her boss’s penis while giving him oral sex. W-t-fudge? Click here if you’re ready to laugh hard. Somehow, I showed Adam, “See, Malaysians at our best.” Kathir got sick and disgusted after I’ve sent him the link. Generally, and this goes out to all kind of situation, read the manual before attempting anything that sounds outrageous. I guess Ted would have said, “GET A ROOM!”

Politics! Yes, politics. Where we were again? Yeah, the Perak state Constitutional crisis. Sometimes I just couldn’t understand and believe people can be so power crazy. Selling integrity for a price. That’s so sad. By the end of the day, I still strongly agree on what Abraham Lincoln once addressed, “…the Government (is) of the people, by the people and for the people.” Let the people decide. Democracy, baby!

13th May just couldn’t come right enough to outline the status of Malaysians. 1malaysia seems to far away now. 40 years since that bloodshed and pain. My mum remembered how her father ran all the way to school and carry her home during the curfew. My friend told me how his grandfather had to kill. I wonder. 40 years on, I hope things change. Maybe just me. I guess starting from ourselves. I hope all of us can take time to see similarity rather than our differences. Be humble and learn to love others too. Out of these unlikely words, I don’t expect fame or fortune. Just want to see a better tomorrow.

Different colors. One heart. We’re the underdogs. That’s us, I guess. Gosh, I miss you.

post-script : Thanks for making my Wednesday worth while, Brown eyes girl.

Knight of the triangle shaped table,

THJ.