The Metrosexual

Organised Charity ... A Blessing or a Bane?

Anyone would agree that this world needs some charity. There are just some people out there who genuinely need our help and regardless of creed or religion it is our duty to answer that call to the best of our abilities.

However certain causes get better exposure than some when it comes to charity. This depends on the benefactor and the relationship and the rapport built between them and these causes.

Some forms of charity involve only one individual donating whatever he or she can spare to a particular cause be it an orphanage or victims of war and natural disasters.

Though this is indeed sincere, it is not enough to actually help the community as a whole. If 5 individuals were doing the exact same thing, (donating food, clothes and funds to build shelters and such) towards refugees of war or natural disasters, this will indeed help more people and most importantly save more lives.

Now lets just assume there are plenty of kindhearted people around and they all wish to do the same as the original individual I described earlier. This requires some sort of organization to ensure that the items donated would not fall the wrong hands and are safely delivered and many other small details here and there. This ladies and gentleman is the beginning of organized charity.

Don't get me wrong here. I'm not a cold hearted bastard who cares only for himself. I am merely an observer writing about my own views on organized charity. Organized charity in the wrong hands can lead to horrible horrible things. Certain organizations in the name of "good will" and "charity" set up fund raising activities in the facade of helping the impoverished with a hidden agenda up their sleeves.

Charity in any society is highly looked upon and is a sure-fire way of getting attention whether you like it or not. Financially charity isn't cheap. It costs a large amount of money to promote your cause to the public. Pamphlets, banners and such don't just fall from the sky, and it costs way too much for an ordinary person to generate from his own pocket.

So in comes the corporations. But like any good money-making enterprise, they don't want to give something for nothing. Most will use this as an opportunity to promote themselves and their products. This is when things get ugly.

They will not only prostitute their names on every product used to promote fund raising for the respective cause, but if possible they would like to have some of the money back as well. Be it a tax cut or a "small" slice of the profits which could have gone to help an honorable cause.

When you have organized charity, you are not only looking at 20 or 30 people to help you raise funds. You are looking at thousands of people and like any decent society, there are loads of money-clenching, tight-fisted stingy bastards out there. Yep if its possible, these people would squeeze every penny so hard that it'll get into their bloodstream.

And how do you get these people to fork up cash to help your cause? Well you have to be a mixture of Cesare Borgia, Michaevelian and Vincent Kennedy McMahon . Cunning enough to shove it down their throats and smart enough to make it seem like its a good idea. Just throw the big "C" word and somehow the purse strings get a little looser.

By giving incentives and rewards to those who help sell raffle tickets or coupons to raise funds for seems like a good idea to motivate people into really doing something. In my own view I think that this is rather redundant. Charity in my mind should come from the heart. To do this is akin to hanging a carrot in front of a donkey to make it walk faster to the destination you want to get to. It is disgusting that the society we live in now is so self-centered to the point that all they care about are material things and the pursuit of their own happiness. In their minds the couldn't give 3 quarts of monkey piss about anything else that doesn't even remotely concern them.

I am no saint nor do I intend to preach about charity and goodwill. I sometimes feel that when I do try to do some work to help the needy, it is as if I am really just promoting those corporations or organizations.

To help them whore out their names and products all in the name of what "charity" means to them takes out the joy of giving back to society. It is not that I don't want to do charity, I just cannot devote myself into something I don't believe in. After witnessing some of the events I stated above I am starting to get a little disillusioned.

My chosen profession was born out of the need to serve those who call for help, the sick and the needy. For the sake of not sounding like a hypocrite, I will try my best to honor the code Hippocrates gave us 2400 years ago although it may seem very hard in this increasingly materialistic world.

Perhaps I don't have the right mindset other young people who do help organize charity; to find sponsors, promote their causes etc. all from the goodness of their hearts. To these special people, may God bless you and grant you strength.

Ego, Glory and Attitude

When you go through life you are bound to encounter obstacles that will get in your way. These obstacles could come in a physical form such as someone getting in your ear telling you that you will never make it in this world. Or it could be that tiny little voice in your head convincing you that what others have said is true and you really are just mediocre compared to others.

Sometimes obstacles like this keeps you safe from harm and humiliation. But then again, life without feeling pain or shame isn't really much of a life to begin with. A true human being must experience the sweetness of victory as well as the bitterness of defeat and must possess nerves of steel in the face of adversity.

To allow other people to fully dictate how you should live your life is something which I for one cannot tolerate. To tailor yourself like a suit to the body of public expectations sometimes can be extremely frustrating to the point that you want to give up and just walk away.

Then again, if everybody had something to say and basically have their own lives without actually conforming to certain public norms, we could have total anarchy .... or a society with very bad fashion sense (thats why we have FHM, Esquire and other fashion magazines to make sure we look good)

A balance to your own opinions and the general public is vital in forming your decisions and could be your path to success or destruction depending on how you want to view it.

However in this world, the only thing that matters to anyone regardless of profession, culture or religion is the spirit within to strive to outdo others despite the odds. The United States of America is a shining example of that. Immigrants without a penny to their names have the opportunity to control their destiny with hard work and determination. Rocky Balboa summarizes the American Dream.

But what about our dreams? How can we make sure our dreams can succeed even if the deck is stacked against us?

As the old saying goes if there is a will there is a way.

Allow me to be crude for just a while. In life you get shit thrown in your face, you get beaten down, pissed on and humiliated to the point you just want to stay down for the 10 count. True fighters will use every ounce of energy they have to pull themselves up to a vertical position, stand tall, stare adversity straight in the eye and keep on walking.

In life it doesn't matter how hard you hit, what matters is how many times you do get hit and still have the ability to get up and keep on walking.

You keep doing that, slowly but surely you will change how people view you. You could carve new paths along the way that one day will be continued on by future generations and people will remember you for it.

Sometimes, its not whether you're victorious or defeated, its the pathway you took to that final end that matters at the end of the day. To put in layman's terms, there ain't much pride in beating a one legged man in an ass kicking contest now is it?

A life lived to its fullest basically has a well balanced mixed of ego, glory and attitude.

Hope you guys and gals enjoyed this article.

St Valentine's Day Massacre

My gift to the beautiful women in my life. Damn I'm getting too sappy.

Love is what we all seek,
Be it the strong or the weak,
It is love that causes much pain,
It is love that drives us insane,

To find that special someone,
Who makes your eyes shine like the midnight sun,
That special someone who makes you smile,
Who makes every second worthwhile,

Devotion to you is a wonder most bliss,
Without you life seems to cease,
Your smile warms the coldest of hearts,
Yet your eyes set you apart,

Set you apart from the rest,
If only beauty could withstand natures test,
If time stood still for eternity,
Every man would bask in your serenity,

Alas you could not be mine my dear,
For I'm not worthy I fear,
But whoever he is that lucky man,
Whoever it is who asks for your hand,

May he treat you with unconditional love,
For nothing less do you deserve,
This is my way to say,
Happy Valentine's Day.

What Men Should & Shouldn't Do On A Date: Part II

Ok now lets see what you shouldn't do on a date. Here are the top 10 things any man should strictly avoid doing especially when on a first date with that lucky (or so) girl.

1. Being early for a date and start to kill time by climbing that rambutan tree near her window to spy on her while she gets dressed. (Come on ... you wanna see her undressed, not dressed right?)
2. Demonstrating your amazing, death-defying, genocidal skills in maneuvering a motor vehicle on the road  while listening to  AC/DC's "Born to be Wild"
3. Bringing her to a tattoo parlor to have the tattoo artist permanently engrave each others names on their respective buttocks. No person in their right mind would do this .... at least until the 3rd date.
4. While in a fancy restaurant, avoid bringing your pal who can burp all the chart smashing hits of Bare Naked Ladies to serenade your date.
5. Stop looking at her body while she is talking to you. Yeah I know you love to read her like a book, but by avoid doing so, she'll let you have the braille version instead if you catch my drift. So look at her eyes .... NO THOSE ARE NOT HER EYES YOU PERVE!!!
6. After a great meal, don't spoil the occasion by showing off your amazing accounting skills by meticulously counting how much was your and her share and insisting she pays the calculated amount. Be a gentleman, pay for the first date and if she allows it go dutch.
7. Try bringing up the subject of sex in a more subtle way. Do not under any circumstances start (or worst still) demonstrating tricks you may be able to perform with a rubber condom and keep those eggplants and whips aside for the 5th date.
8. Though self depreciation is good but don't over do it. Moaning and crying while telling your date that you're lower than the crap whales drop to the ocean floor isn't going to get you anywhere .... well maybe a mercy **** ..... thats not really a bad idea when I think about it.
9. Showing her that appendix scar, gallbladder scar, that scar you got from falling down a bike when you were ten, corn on your middle toe, mysterious patch of hair that grows on your back and the unique way your pubic hair does not curl spirally as does in all males.
10. While dropping her off at her place a simple peck on the cheek would be preferable rather than playing trying to shove your tongue way down her throat till you can taste the dinner you both had just 2 hours ago.

So there you have all the tips you need to be ready for you're first date! Why don't you try it yourself and tell me how it turns out.

What Men Should & Shouldn't Do On A Date: Part I

Stealing ideas from other notable and great comedians is the lowest form of plagiarism known to man. Luckily for me Will Smith is not a notable nor is he a great comedian so I don't feel guilty stealing his lines.

Some guys are blessed with the knowledge of knowing what and when to perform a particular move of courtship during a date. A few tend to go overboard with how they act, others tend to blunder blindly throughout the entire date without a clue what is going on. Based on an extensive week long research, (ripping off other people's work) I have compiled a top 10 list of what you should and should not do on a first date.

TOP 10 THINGS YOU SHOULD DO:
1) Dress up nicely
    Ask a metrosexual friend to help you dress up this. Fashionable gay friends,          would also prove helpful. Get a hair cut that would make your papa weep. And
    for goodness sake take a shower and don't overdose on the cologne.
2) Always be punctual for the date.
    True she may take like an hour and a half to get ready but it never hurts to be    
    on time. It'll leave a great first impression (an impression which I can no longer
    use to describe me *sobs*)
3) Bring a small gift for her.
    A couple of flowers or a tiny box of chocolates though a cliche it is time proven
    to endear yourself to her even if the flowers give her hypersensitivity type 1.
4) Bring her to someplace where people know you
    A restaurant would be a plus for this. Here the head waiter can give you the best
    table in the house with absolute privacy for you to work your magic. In addition
    that you personally know which dish to pick for your lady. I heard they get pretty
    impressed with guys like that.
5) You avoid taking liquor. She take as much liquor as possible.
    You need to keep your wits if you want her to laugh at your jokes or feel for
    you're bittersweet memories. To achieve that you need to steer clear of the
    happy juice. She on the other hand has to drink steadily throughout the night.
    Don't offer her too much otherwise she'll suspect something. Just enough to             keep up the buzz.
6) Be a gentleman at all costs.
    Simple stuff like opening the car/restaurant/restroom door for her. Helping her
    into and out of her chair, thanking and tipping the waiter will help improve her
    impression of you.
7) Paying attention.
    Keep you're mind on the one thing that matters here. HER. Not her eyes, not her
    cleavage and not imagining her in her lingerie laying down on a bed full of roses      with some champagne and strawberries with whipped cream by the
    bedside(there is plenty of time to do that when you get home and you're all alone     in your dark bedroom). Pay attention to what she is saying, and for Heaven's            sake, remember what she said no matter how trivial it may be.
8)  Conversation
    The crystal clear truth is that women don't give a damn to what we men think
    about. Keep your conversation to what they are interested about and only add
    positive comments to what they are saying. Don't try adding topics you care
    about until the 3rd date.
9) Dancing
    Usually Hitch I won't recommend dancing on the first date for a number of    
    reasons. If you can't dance it'll only make you look stupid, furthermore even if
    you can dance she may not be able to, making you look like a show off, finally
    (take my word for this) as the 'General' of this war of seduction, your 'Privates'
    may stand at attention longer than they should. So I'll avoid grinding and            
    bending to Fiddy's Candy Shop with her unless you wanna freak her out (or
    impress her). If you have to dance just remember the two-step and throw around some shuffle and you'll get away with it.
10) Calling her after the date
    After you've sent her home, give her a grace period of 30 minutes before calling
    her and ask how is she doing. Chat a bit before asking her when she is free for
     you're next big night out. Be considerate and don't talk to long if you know that
    she has work or class the following morning.

So I conclude the first half of what you shod do on a first date. My second entry would be the other half of what you shouldn't do on a first date. Till then.

What Men Want

Seeing that I've done the article on what women want, I might as well write another about what men want for a change. Now lets get this straight, I'm saying this from my perspective and not anyone else's. But goodness knows that my views and the views of my loyal male readers will overlap one way or another.

The problem with girls our age is that they can get too clingy. Some girls tend to want their boy to pay full attention to them regardless of any situation. Whether its going out for a meal, watching a football match or even chatting on msn. A friend of mine told me a situation when his boo actually gave him a good sounding when it took him more than half a minute to reply her msn message. Damn ... imagine that. Getting scolded for replying a chat message late. The reason was that she assumed he was pleasuring himself with rather explicit material available on the Internet. Sigh ... every guy knows that it takes more than 30 seconds to enjoy porn, an average guy takes 32.5 seconds for crying out loud!!

 

 

 

 

Guys sometimes want some time alone to reflect on certain issues in everyday life. You know like studies, that hot chick's rack, work, that hot chick's ASSets, paying the rent, how that hot chick would look like naked, price of petrol, how would it feel  to .... err .... oh yeah like I said important life altering issues. If you see us brooding alone like that in one corner with a frown or a blank look in our eyes, don't get all melodramatic and say that we're having our male PMS or crap like that. We're just thinking and rationalizing on how to get that hot chick between our sheets.

 

 

 

 

 

Besides being alone, we guys also like to hang out with other guys in a non gay way. Though I haven't played futsal in a long time I enjoy the sport (even if I do have more style than substance). We bond this way through the exhaustion and pain and sometimes humiliation. Its akin to soldiers in battle who somehow manage to forge this lifelong relationship with each other through the suffering. True we may hug each other and slap each other on the buttocks after performing well in a match but that doesn't make us gay now does it? Its not as though we're shoving our tongues each others throats and glimpsing at the size of our buddy's penis in public .... we do that in the locker room.

 

 

 

 

 

Defending DoTA is something I feel I need to do since I do play the game. Defense of the Ancients or DoTA is a guy thing. Its a 5 V 5 game where you can pick a particular character (hence now known as hero) or allocated one via random mode. Then you upgrade your hero's skill through getting experience points and buying certain items to enhance your abilities. The object of the game is easy. You need to push all the way through the 3 towers on either one of the 3 lanes, break the barracks of the enemy and finally attack and destroy the Throne or Tree depending on which team you are on. Each lane would send a legion of small soldiers that are not at your control to assist you on that quest. You kill your enemies soldiers or the enemy himself you get money and experience points. The new version has like 30+ heroes and this ensures that no 2 games can be exactly the same. This is why guys can spend an average of 3 hours playing this stupid game before getting what I like to term DoTA Drunk. You can't blame us for loving this computer game. Through this game we multitask (yes we can multitask). We control our characters, chat with our friends, go online (once we're dead) and much more stuff. Hell, we even have time to answer your call and tell you to call back later. How bad can DoTA be?

 

 

 

 

90% of men watch pornographic material in any one point of their lives, the other 10% are liars. Time and time again it has been proven that men are visual creatures. Don't you feel pity for us? Women are so lucky to be able to use the sense of smell, touch, hearing and imagination to incite them into the mood. Men on the other hand are either too stupid or too lazy to go through that route. So we opt for the easy way out ... porno. Its not like we don't appreciate you till we have to watch a bunch of actresses getting it from various angles. We tend to watch porn because we want to learn so that when the time is right and that special moment sparks between us we'll be able to bring you to heaven and back and make that 30 seconds* with you the most memorable 30 seconds of your life.

 

 

 

 

 

Men are simple creatures, benign and closer to the animals than women. So have pity on your boys and give them a little bit more freedom but not to the point where they can step on your head (remember we're kind of dumb). Finally if you see that we're not paying enough attention to you doesn't mean you don't mean anything to us, it just means that the thing getting our attention for that moment means more.

*In my case you take 30 seconds and you multiply it with 100 and you get the time I dedicate to foreplay, you multiply it with 1000 and you get the amount of time for the horizontal hokey-pokey and you divide it with 1,000,000 and you get my recovery time.

Home

Finally Sebby has come back  ...... home ......

Pardon the Rock like heading, but I'm so glad I'm back in my state and be amongst my people. You heard me: my people. To hear Bahasa Sarawak and Kuching Hokkien with Iban and Kenyah language spoken by the people of Sarawak brings me much joy.

The thing I love about Kuching is that it changes slowly. One can be gone for 10 years or even more and come back home and still be able to point out some important landmarks.

6 months living solo in KL made me appreciate the small things I took for granted. I don't have to go out or cook for food. I can use my towel just once before tosing it in the laundry basket without guilt. My internet here is faster and not infected with stupid trojan viruses you'll get from the IMU com labs. I have my own pimp mobile. Plus the girls in Kuching seem to get prettier and prettier.

Anyway I got some stuff to take care of while I'm back home. When I'm done, I'll leave Kuching turned inside-out, outside-in and wreck havoc with a trail of destruction wherever and whenever I go and I'm gonna love it ...

If you smell what Sebby is bakin'!!

What Women Want: Part I

Do you know that annoying programme on TV? You know the one with a bunch of fairly attractive looking guys (I think 3 of them are still in the closet though) trying their best to impress a bunch of local ladies who can't seem to make up their minds about who is cute and who is not? Yeah that one.

I personally think that the title is rather shallow. Without being rhetoric here, the proper question is not what women want but rather what women need from men.

Ladies don't get me wrong here. See, you may have a supermodel, boy-toy material boyfriend who has the face of an angel and the well-sculpted body that you and every other lady in this world would want to see every morning. In simpler terms he is what you want.

Lets just put aside the fact that he can make Ashton look like a retarded walrus, what if he treats you like crap whenever he feels like it. True he can charm a fish out of water, but only if he wants something from you. Is that what you want?

But hey at least he is good looking. What about those poor girls who not only treats you like crap AND looks like a retarded walrus? Doesn't your heart bleed for them too? Mine does. Geez imagine waking up to a retarded walrus every morning.

Women are complex creatures indeed. Everything about them is complex and so hard to understand. Their moods, thoughts, make up and menstrual cycle etc. Yet all complex systems actually have simple patterns and women are no different. Hey I'm not being a sexist I'm just stating the obvious here.

And the obvious is women can't stop thinking about sex. There I said it. Think about it for one miserable second. Countless issues of many distinguished women's magazines can't sell squat unless the word orgasm, bachelor and shoes is in it (well the last item is kind of sexist).

 

 

 

 

 

I just read a copy of a year old Cosmopolitan (yes I read women's mags) and it had this article about (surprise, surprise) orgasms and how to reach them. Secrets shared by sexually active ladies to achieve maximum pleasure with your partners. Secrets that will leave you naked, sprawled-eagle on your bed with your body drenched in sweat and breathing heavily with a smile of satisfaction on your face ...... no wait thats just the outcome after a night with me.

Anyway the descriptions given were even more graphic than the regular monthly issue of Penthouse. I was like wow .... women do think about sex. The question is how much?

To be continued ....

Toughest Road To Walk

So it has begun, I never thought I saw this coming. It seems like only yesterday I was going for the interview for the M205 intake in IMU, now in 5 weeks time I'll be facing one of the toughest exams I will ever take in phase 1.

Comprising of 200+ lectures notes which includes 4 integrated systems and foundation courses, I would be lucky enough to keep my sanity throughout the long 5 weeks.

Therefore this is most likely one of my last entries for awhile.

As the exams come so do my mood swings. At times I would be happy to indulge you in some meaningless conversations, other times I would have a "Don't F**K With Me" expression stapled to my forehead the latter being the most frequent.

During these 5 weeks, food will loose its taste, colours would seem dimmer, the chances to laugh without it being tainted by sarcasm will be greatly reduced. Not even watching my explicit videos will bring me much joy anymore. Even making fun of Jaslyn doesn't bring me much joy nowadays. Truly it is a depressing time for any 2nd year medical student.

But enough about bitching, its time to walk the talk.

However just in case that I do eventually nearly become cuckoo over the coming weeks, I've come up with several ways to reduce my boredom and rejuvenate my interest in reading my notes:

1) Getting the hell out of K.L.
2) Going home to my family and eating real mouth-watering Sarawakian food. Mmmm... sarawakian-y
3) The thought of going to Mulu with my batchmates and going cave-spelunking with them. (Think girls in tight wet t-shirts in a cold environment. It'll make any man do anything)
4) Going to Sem 4 and taking it easy for a while
5) Checking out cute looking juniors in the library (for any medical school, this is pretty damn rare)*
6) Making a fortress out of my stationaries
7) Irritating Jaslyn
8) Making Chia Qi laugh
9) Picturing how certain celebrities would look in their birthday suits
10)Performing wrestling moves in my head and try to utilize them on Jamie

* I may get lambasted and lampooned by this statement but the male population of IMU would highly agree with me.

Fear for the Country

We live in the 21st century, most of you reading this blog (I hope you guys are) have seen two millenniums come and gone. The world as we know it is getting smaller and smaller by the day. Technology a has advanced to the point that communications among continents is merely a 100bps away using Streamyx and believe it or not its still going strong.

In the near future there will be no need for expensive surgery because the field of medicine has improved so much in the past decade that through primary prevention, the disease can never occur in the first place.

I could go on with countless of other examples but it will only detract you from the true topic i wish to bring up.

As any proper Malaysian with a decent knowledge about Malaysian politics, I feel like I need to express my views. Though not many people may read this blog I would type down my views here as an outlet for my dissatisfaction.

The Malaysian government has for almost 2 whole generations now implemented the NEP or the New Economic Policy which in its previous incarnations called the NDP or New Development Policy, Hell in a Cell, Penis in the Anus. Oops sorry sidetracked again. Regardless of the of what its called, it basically has the same meaning. Its main purpose is to provide the bumiputrans head start in the world of academics and business. Quotas for local universities are set specifically to allocate places to bumiputrans than non-bumiputrans. Locally run non-bumiputran companies worth RM 1 million or more requires at least a 18.9% of its total shares must be given to a bumiputran.

Hishammudin Hussien  defended the NEP by quoting from a study stating that the Malays need 120 years to achieve income parity. But to all fairness that study was a local study and its quality should be questioned. He added by saying with every RM1 a Malay earned a Chinese would earn RM1.64.

As a half bumiputran (my mum is an Orang Ulu), and a Christian, I understand the need to help our fellow man. There are legitimate bumiputras out there that truly need the governments help but sadly they are ignored. I believe that the NEP is nothing more than another government sanctioned get-rich-scheme intended to fatten up some politicians already stuffed-to-the-seams, cash loaded wallet.

I strongly condemn the policies of UMNO right now. Contradicting to what they hope to achieve which is a strong, united and advanced race we call Malaysians that will stand proud and tall in this world, they have driven a wedge between the races. It strangely resembled the divide and conquer strategy used by the British a century ago. Not only do they discriminate amongst races they do so among religions too. Churches, Temples and other places of worship which are not Islamic have either been torn down, delayed in approval for permit, or denied completely. They hold the power of fear over the citizens of Malaysia, either by rattling a keris or saying the Black Date, May 13, subtly they have set each and everyone of us at our throats thinking that if we're too busy noticing stuff like that, imagine all the crap they can get away with behind the curtains.

If that is not enough, politicians in Malaysia are no stranger to cronyism. Cronyism is basically the awarding of gifts by a master to his pet monkeys oops i meant followers. By doing so they are driving those truly talented individuals regardless of what blood flows through their vessels. Be it Iban, Kadazan, Kayan, Malay, Chinese, Melanau, Peranakan, Bidayuh, Murut, Indian, Orang Asli, Penans, Punans, Kelabits, Lun Bawang, Hindi ..... (notice how rich our country is in culture?) as long as you're not connected to the right person your dream will never come true.

The biggest aspect of the government's policy that truly disgusts me is the fact that they like or should I say obsessed in portraying a Bumiputran as a weakling being "oppressed by the other immigrant races". Tun Mahathir was the only UMNO politician who openly blasted those bumiputrans who refused to walk on their own two feet and are insistent on the government aides akin to a paralyzed man is to crutches. The rest saw this as a way to win votes. The long term effect is disastrous. Young bumiputrans will learn that they don't need to work for money because the government would take care of them. They can just sit at home and "shake leg" and let the money flow. As this happens, more and more non-bumiputran will migrate to neighboring countries either out of disgust or survival, usually its the latter.

I do not regard myself as a racist because I can't afford to be one. One cannot hate half of himself. I'm proud to be Malaysian and the only reason I said what I had to say is because the situation is going to reach a boiling point and we can still prevent it from happening.

Malaysia is a place like no other, and we can make it as a developed country, but not without the help of every single person out there regardless of race and religion. We need to do away with these stupid and brainless ideas like Proton Protection, Approved Permits, Cronyism, the Quota System and sending a Malaysian astronaut to the moon to play "batu seremban", paint batik and make teh tarik.

Lastly remember that the love for a country and the love for the government doesn't always mean the same thing.

P.S. If I had said anything that hurt the feelings of anyone, I apologize.