On the state of our nation…

For a change today, my thoughts will not be turned inwards as it usually is, instead I have chosen to exercise the few neurons I have functioning in this lazy brain of mine, and attempt a semi-serious piece on the state of justice in my ‘beloved’ homeland, Malaysia…

If you’re vaguely Malaysian, you would have of course heard about the whole brouhaha of the V.K. Lingam video, purpotedly about the rigging of the country’s highest judicial establishments, and how these appointees are held in liege by their corporate lords. In this video, our esteemed Lingam is seen talking about the judicial appointments he helped facilitate, and how these people are now indebtured to the patrons of Lingam himself.

Even to one without an inkling of formal legal training, it is granted common knowledge that courts, by their very nature and function, are impartial. Or at least try their very darnest best to be. With appointments of these so-called unbiased and impartial judges held in the hands of whichever person or body, then it is natural to assume that they can no longer remain impartial and impassive to the ‘other’ needs of either party in dispute.

Simply said, judges cannot be biased or politically charged. If they are, then it only makes sense to assume that they are NOT impartial, as they owe their lieges their loyalty. One way or another, there will be a time which their loyalties will be called into question, and the connection utilized to gain a favourable outcome for the interested party.

One of the tenets of democratic governance is the independence of the judiciary, ensuring fair play and justice for all involved. However small the taint, however minor the interference, a judicial system that is no longer independent causes one to think twice about the other tenets of democratic governance. And it is common knowledge that our government is pretty much just a front to democracy.

There is virtually no freedom of speech, religion or political choices. All are dictated by the powers that be. People who WE ourselves chose to elect, and impose these restrictions on us. Examples abound – the Lina Joy madness, the Anwar Ibrahim scandal, and currently, the crazy influence of a certain son-in-law of the highest ‘elected’ official of the country.

We claim to live in a democratic government, which ironically, endorses such morally ambigious practices such as the tender community, the appointment of local council officials, the awarding of contracts to cronies and nepotists and many such other things to members of a certain political orientation. In the process, these privileged few, fortunate enough to be associated with the ‘right’ people, are cheating honest, hardworking rakyat like you and me.

The very same people, entrusted by the rakyat to safeguard our country, are busy as bees, stripping our country of assets, in the quantum of millions and billions. To make things worse, they are doing it legally, with sanction from the powers that be. It makes no sense for me, as a small ‘rakyat’ struggling to own my first home and coping with bills on my limited income, to see these people, some of whom have never worked a day in their lives become rich beyond measure. While the fat cats get astronomically rich, the small people, people like you and me, suffer the brunt of hiking prices, higher fuel and food costs, as the shrinking ringgit that we earn become worth less than it should, due to the moolah hoarding of these people.

We are instead, treated like cattle. Mass media are controlled by the government through their media corporations. If you’re a Muslim in this country, forget about human or civil rights. You are automatically under the jurisdiction of the Syariah courts, which will not judge you fairly and with consideration simply because you’re a woman, or a person who is not as religiously ‘correct’ as they deem you should be. Religion, in my personal and humble opinion, should be between me and God, and no one else. If you’re in the opposition political camp, you shouldn’t even be alive, as your opinions and thoughts are NEVER right, and you can only be right if you’re in the other camp.

I work darn hard, and all I have to show for it is a small stipend left at the end of the month, once all the bills have been cleared and paid up. I’m trying my darnest best to save some money for when I’m old, and live the dream life, that is I suppose the goal of most people my age. Perhaps that is why its called the dream life, because you can only ever dream about it? I put the blame squarely on our government, who don’t give a rat’s ass about the people…

In a twisted turn of events, we are somewhat responsible for the fate that has befallen the rakyat. We did after all, chose to elect these people into office. They say ultimate power corrupts ultimately. Once these so-called leaders were installed in their pedestals, they never want to leave. More than many reasons become their excuse for staying on, and to perpetuate their privileges, the rakyat are trampled as they make their millions and cultivate their tender communities.

I urge you, each and every one of you, cats and dogs and people, to vote! For for a stronger parliament, vote for a change, and for your principles, and for your future. It was us, in the first place that put these idiots in charge. It is ultimately, up to us, as the rakyat to remove them from these lofty places, once they forget their place and their pledge unhonored to the people that put them there…

Hoping that I won’t be ISA-ed for this… as it is, just a humble opinion of one lowly blogger – Jasmine.

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On getting fit…

Let me begin today by asking each and every one of us, and I ask you to do the same for yourself – When was the last time you actually felt healthy?

Not just the ‘cheating’ healthy i.e. I-ate-a-bowl-of-salad-so-I’m-healthy kinda thing, but actually felt fit and energetic and able to fit perfectly in to those perfect skinny jeans?

Personally for me, not in yonks! Been steadily and surely putting on weight over the years. I could easily attribute it to stress, beginning working life, having no time to cook proper meals, eating out more yadda yadda yadda… In all honesty though, I won’t make excuses for myself, I have been pigging out – with regularity and intensity. Not one week goes by without a craving fulfilled – satay sticks in Kajang, sushi rolls in Ikano, donuts at Big Apple, ayam pandan & cheese tandoori & triple-H at Williams, meatballs in Ikea, ayam penyet in Sunway, KFC everywhere, nasi lemak at Jaleel, nasi kandar at PJ, nasi ayam at Pak Adam’s Cafe… the list will go on and on…

I have been, in a way, thinking of how to lose all these unwanted ‘baggage’ for a slimmer and slinkier me… If only to be able to fit into regular-sized clothes. I’m not as big as most would imagine, and usually an XL sized top seems to fit just fine, but lately trying to keep my other half’s attention focused on me has been getting tougher and tougher… So time for a change!

To affect this change, I have recently joined a ‘fitness club’ complete with the frills of such establishments – weight machines and treadmills and yoga classes and dance classes, sauna rooms and steam rooms, towels and free shampoo… the list goes on and on… Apparently, I got a decent deal when signing up with the club… Most tend to say these places are bloodsuckers, and that they just want to suck the money out of you as soon as possible… I’m looking at it from a different perspective, in that I’m paying for a service they are providing… Even if I just walk in to make use of their towels and hot showers.

Going to the gym isn’t as bad as I imagined. Plugged into my trusty iPod, I can pound away the miles in oblivion, without noticing the skinny chick on the next machine flirting with her personal trainer… Oops, did I notice after all then??

Then did I mention the skeleton-ish guy lifting weights that look like they’re double his body weight? Crazy!

And then there’s those fellas who only actually do something when there’s girls around… And the girls who come to see the guys who come to see the girls…

Did I mention the really good-looking Pilates instructor?

*sigh*

I guess we are all, in one way or another, voyeurs… I did tell you I joined the gym to lose weight right? 😛 Maybe my motives too, aren’t so pure…

Waiting for office hours to while away, so we can go people watching together – Jasmine.

On trying to get on track again…

Let me begin today, by again, apologizing for taking a long hiatus from blogging… Many a bric-brac has been burdening my mind lately, and I start the day with many brilliant ideas on which I plan to share on the blog, but end up forgetting by the time I get buried in work…

As usual, I’ve been buried, and been busy burying myself in work… Perhaps it helped in taking my mind of the distracting little fact that we haven’t found our two missing girls yet. *sigh* I wonder if I’ll ever see them again… I particularly miss Stella and her antics… We recently added a new kid to the family, named Layla… She’s just adorable, and having her around has just reminded me how much joy and grief a puppy brings, and not necessarily at the same time…

Here she is, under the bed – her favourite spot!

This is her, with a favourite toy…

Anywho, I’ve also recently joined a gym proper – one with classes and machines, towels and showers, and personal trainers! As a present, my mum has given me ten PT sessions, which I have yet to utilize… Will tell more on my ‘gym’ing experience in the next post… Now gotta run, as boss is tipping another load of work over my head!

Thinking of how tired I’ll be at the end of the day – Jasmine.