Reminds me of the many Khmer Rouge atrocities I’ve read, minus the killings of course. And our government is making so much noise about being inducted in some shitty human trafficking list, when we have much bigger problems like this to worry about.

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‘Ray of hope’ that turned out to be a nightmare
KUALA KUBU BARU: We were hit by the stench of faeces and urine the minute we walked into the men’s block at Taman Sinar Harapan located in a secluded area of the town here.

Mr A, a volunteer from a non-governmental organisation who goes to the home every Sunday to clean and feed the residents, opened the locked door at the back of the block and we were stunned by what greeted us.

About 30 stark naked men were inside the room, either lying down or sitting on the wet marble floor. In one part of the room, we saw a pool of blood, still fresh and red, on the floor.

Half of the men were locked behind bars like animals in a zoo while the others were able to move about in the front portion of the room. Those in the “jail cells” were segregated so that they would not harm their non-violent roommates.

“Those who are accidentally placed inside the cells with the more aggressive residents would be beaten or abused,” the volunteer revealed.

Most of them looked no older than 50 but they were just skin and bones and some looked extremely frail. One resident was lying on his stomach on a wooden bench and had passed motion; we almost gagged at its stench.

Fans were installed inside the room for better ventilation but that was the only luxury the men had. There were no beds, no toilets and not even blankets to keep them warm on cold rainy nights.

Those who were not in the “jail cells” were given beds but without any mattresses or pillows. They were, however, chained to the bed frame with metal chains and a steel lock.

We were told by a volunteer that they were restricted to prevent them from hurting themselves. The volunteer also shared that the men were not given any clothing as they had used their shirts to strangle themselves or the other men in the past.

After a briefing by Mr A, we got down to work. We were put in charge of spreading mats and towels on the floor.

The volunteers were all given different tasks. A group of about six or seven men were in charge of bathing the locked-up residents, the women were in charge of preparing the food and feeding the residents while the rest (there were two children in the volunteer group) were in charge of cleaning up the place and washing their clothes.

The residents were hosed down with water and soap by volunteers dressed in construction boots and a water proof apron.

After that, the male volunteers carried the naked men to the front part of the building for us to towel dry them.

After sensing our discomfort, a female volunteer nearby said: “It’s okay, they’re just like babies, you know, they don’t know anything.”

We proceeded to wipe them dry one by one before we were told to feed them with the yong tau foo bought by one of the volunteers.

The food was mashed to bits and mixed with soup to minimise the need to chew and to make feeding an easier task. so that the residents only needed to swallow them.

As we fed them, some ate obediently while others were greedy and stuffed their hands inside the bowls to take out larger portions of the food.

Some volunteers reprimanded the greedy ones who crawled towards the table to help themselves to more food. We noticed that some of the mentally disabled residents liked to hit themselves repeatedly. When we tried to stop them, they would fight back or just hit their body against the floor.

Mid-way through feeding, some volunteers suddenly rushed over to a young resident whose head was bleeding profusely. We were told that the boy had slipped and fell.

The volunteers immediately dressed him up, put him on a wheelchair and sent him to a hospital nearby.

After mopping the floor, we took a break and noticed that the residents were taken back into their cells to be locked up again.

It was nearly 4pm when everything was done. The residents were all bathed, fed and the place was clean enough.

We asked the volunteers what would happen to the residents on weekdays when the group was not there to offer their help.

“The caretakers don’t do much. There are only two of them while there are 50 residents. If it’s time to feed them, they would just walk one round with a bowl and feed whoever wants to eat. Those who don’t are left alone,” answered a volunteer.

She divulged that another charitable organisation had brought food for the residents but it was thrown away. “When the group asked why they did such a thing, the caretakers said that the residents would create a bigger mess if there was more food because they would defecate more often,” she said.

After the voluntary group had left, we stayed back to check out the other blocks.

The women’s wing looked cleaner and did not smell as bad but a handful of the women were seen walking about in the nude.

The two caretakers stationed at the block were seen watching TV and chatting.

We noticed that the women’s clothes were laid out to dry on a dirty floor caked with fungus. We walked over to the children’s block which seemed to be the best kept part of the home. It was decorated and there were proper beds. But the children were curiously quiet.

A volunteer claimed that the children were fed with cough syrup so that they would be sleepy and docile.

I personally believe, no matter how difficult a situation may be, there has got to be a proper way to deal with it. This isn’t proper. This is just an utterly despicable way of doing things. Those who are responsible for this should be prosecuted for the crime against humanity…

惊悉摇滚天王Michael Jackson刚刚逝世，令全球粉丝悲痛万分。那是一个时代的结束，宛若上世纪猫王离世！不过值得庆幸的是Michael不像Myspace那样来大陆卖身（我这次仍然未指邓文迪）；Jackson也不学Yahoo那样到内地做共匪的干儿子！——摘自《何健语录》欢迎转载，谢谢支持！

Being somewhat illiterate in Chinese, I did what most English ed losers would do – I fucking slapped the whole damn thing into Babelfish for translation and here’s what I got:

Was shocked to learn that rock and roll Son of Heaven Michael Jackson just passed away, makes the global bean or sweet potato starch noodles sorrowful extremely. That was one time conclusion, if the last century cat king left the world! However what is worth rejoicing was Michael does not look like Myspace such to come the mainland to sell into servitude (me this time still not to refer to Deng Wendi); Jackson study Yahoo such is not the Communist bandit to inland the adopted son! – - picks from “What Healthy Collected sayings” welcome the reprint, thanks the support

I almost died laughing.

‘rock and roll Son of Heaven Michael Jackson just passed away, makes the global bean or sweet potato starch noodles sorrowful extremely’.

Fuck. *wipes tears*

“Kanneh mah eh cheeebye lu lang!!”
(”Fuck all of your mothers’ cunts!!”)

The guy who did the shouting had a set of buckteeth, and he looked like someone directly descended from the apes, bypassing the evolution process. You know… protruding eye sockets, untidy clothes, greasy hair, unusually dark in complexion. With him, was a nerdy guy who looked a little bit younger, but both of them were definitely bigger than 4 of us skinny fucks.

“Lu lang pak lim beh eh sio tee si boh???”
(”Aren’t you guys the ones who assaulted my brother???”) *or something like that…

The 4 of us were needless to say, terrified and stunned. We had no idea what the fuck the guy was talking about and what was about to happen. Both of the thugs then threatened to have all of us killed unless we follow them to ‘clarify the matter’. Then Buckteeth guy proceeded to headlock one of my friends out of the area, and Nerdy guy herded the remaining of us to follow them.

We eventually reached an alley not far from the mall, and that was only when we realized that all the drama was just a trick to get us away from the public and into the alley to get mugged. I don’t remember seeing any of them using a knife or anything dangerous, but for some strange reasons, none of us thought of fighting back or to run off. So we kind of foolishly stayed and complied with everything they wanted – our valuables. (thankfully, they weren’t into screwing bungholes…)

Buckteeth was quick to take charge, and set to work on 2 of my friends and at the same time, instructed Nerdy to handle my friend William and I. Completely out of sight with each other, they worked concurrently to cut the time short. I could hear Buckteeth screaming at the top of his lungs to instill fear at the other side of the alley, but Nerdy was a little bit calm with his request… he politely asked that I hand out my wallet without raising his voice. After some rummaging, he found a 5 ringgit bill and asked me,

“Goh koh?”
(”Five bucks?”)

Yeah, I only had 5 bucks in my wallet. With a disappointed look, he turned to my friend William and made the same request. 50 cents – that was all he found. That was when he exclaimed,

“Hamilanchiau?? Goh puat??”
(”WTF?? 50 cents??”)

Apparently, my friend William had used up all his money in the arcade center, and saved just enough to take a bus home. That’s why he only had 50 cents in his wallet. Not knowing what to do, Nerdy turned away in what seemed to be an attempt to consult Buckteeth on what to do with us, but Buckteeth was too busy shouting and yelling at my friends. So Nerdy turned to give us back our money (yeah, my 5 bucks and William’s 50 cents) and asked William in utter disbelief – ‘what the fuck are you doing in a mall with fifty cents??’ – and the 3 of us then laughed like jackasses. Because the mugging plan kind of foiled on both William and I, Nerdy decided to settle for a casual chat (eg ‘you guys still schooling or something?’) and told a few jokes while waiting for Buckteeth to complete his mugging…

We chatted for about a couple of minutes before it was all over. Both William and I didn’t lose anything from the incident, but the other 2 of my friends lost a couple hundred bucks plus a gold chain to Buckteeth. And as if the afternoon was not bizarre enough for both William and I, Nerdy thug actually gave William a 1 ringgit note from his own pocket before bolting off and asked him to bring more money to the mall the next time, and bade us a farewell.

Damn…. I almost died laughing *wipes tears*

two fingers, one hole, plenty of fun

No matter what people say how he was a victim of his immense success, I just couldn’t get myself to look at this freak, and never think ‘what a creepy fuck he is’… let alone to like him. If you were to ask me, I’d say he should have died way earlier, because the world would have remembered him as a legendary performer… instead of this pale looking androgynous cadaver with a permanently etched plastic face wearing a ridiculous wig. (see pic on the left, people. Do you want this thing to be on the same planet as you’re on… I mean, seriously?)

But I will definitely remember him, as the black soulful singer who was teeming with talents. A guy who could sing, dance and knew how to work the crowd like the back of his hands. A guy who looked like this:

I sometimes forget things that I wanted to remember 5 minutes ago, and sometimes, I get hit by emotional pangs like a fucking schoolgirl. I don’t know why.

I erroneously submitted a permission to resign the other day. My boss panicked and sent me a memo to call for an urgent discussion. I frantically called him up that it was a mistake but the damage was done.

My 3 year old daughter has been using my tummy as her play space lately when I’m reading. She’d lie down on it, and sometimes make her toy animals roam around it like they’re romping in a savannah. Signs of my bed getting smaller and my size getting bigger.

The relationship with my current job is best described as ‘estranged couple’. We look happy together but we have no more chemistry in between.

A colleague asked why my RJ45 cable on my IP phone looked so much longer than his. I quoted – the same reason why a dick looks longer with shorter pubes and conveniently asked him to clean his desk to see the same effect.

What was it?

It was her ass, my friends. Scanning a little bit south, I spotted her misshapen ass – thanks to a pair of push-up panties she had on. Because the push-up panties was very much smaller than her ass, it kind of oozed some of her body fats up to the waistline, creating this muffin top effect. And her thighs? They looked like 2 sticks of giant lotus roots. The first thought that came to my mind right then was – “goddamn grandmother panties!” – but of course, I later realized that it was a pair of push-up panties. I swear that it was revolting enough that I could have puked right there, but I was good at gagging myself so I didn’t. (considering the fact that I was moderately intoxicated at that time, this could be more worse than what I described here)

I admit that when it comes to fashion, I probably should be the last person in town to give a shit ass opinion. I wear fake Polos and most of my pants are tattered for fuck’s sake! But this is pure common sense – that when you plan to wear something hot and body hugging tight to show off your chiseled body, you should wear a thong or nothing at all underneath. The contour of your ass is something you bring through the finish line. It’s the difference between pass and fail.

Here they are… in case you’re interested to buy them or something… (I hope these would fetch me millions someday…)

14 Colorful Clouds

Burning House

1) as a retribution for all the sins you have committed in your life.
2) to pave a career path for dentists

It was a payback time for me yesterday – I went to have one of my wisdom teeth removed.

Before that trip to the dentist, I went around to ask if anyone have had their wisdom tooth removed before. You know, just to prepare for the worst. None of my friends had it, but one of them alleged that he knew someone who had. It’s very painful and a total nightmare – he said. The mouth’s going to swell up so bad, that I won’t be able to eat for two weeks!

“Omg, 2 weeks! Doesn’t that mean I’m gonna die? 2 weeks without food?”

Somehow, he didn’t give a thought about that and replied “I don’t know, that was what my friend told me…”

Anyway, I finally did it yesterday. So, did it hurt? Oh yeah. It was badass. But not as much as I thought it was going to be. That’s because I’m reasonably tough enough, and partly also because I was quite busy thinking if the dentist was the same Korean amateur porn model I saw on the internet many years ago (distraction mitigates pain).

The whole procedure took about an hour to complete. The dentist had to break up the wisdom tooth into several pieces and extract them in small fragments, because the thing was huge… and it was also growing ‘out horizontally’ instead of ‘up vertically’ from my jaw. I guess if it weren’t for the teeth blocking its path, the damn thing would have grown long enough to pierce through my lips like a fucking warthog. I later found out from the internet that this is a very rare condition called ‘Horizontal impaction‘, and it only occurs to about 3% of the people, those who are exceptionally bright and intelligent – I guess this is another bane that we smart people have to live with, besides being frustrated all the time *shrugs*.

But the worst did not happen on the electric chair though. It was when the anesthetic wore off. It was like someone had jammed a screwdriver into your gum. It swelled up quite bad on the first few hours post op, but gradually improved after sucking some ice cubes. Right now, it just feels like a bad case of mouth ulcer (that I have paid RM450 for…). Have to live on a soft diet for a couple more days.

Didn’t feel any less smarter though, probably because I have plenty of intelligence to spare…

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Remarks spark reaction
GEORGE TOWN: Comments by Singapore’s Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew that Penang’s infrastructure is found wanting have led to the Chief Minister and his predecessor pointing fingers at each other.

“Lee mentioned that our infrastructure is inferior compared to Ipoh and Seremban.

“Perhaps this is a reflection of the ‘graceful decline’ that Penang has undergone over the last 18 years,” said Lim Guan Eng, who is also DAP secretary-general.

He said the state was willing to work with the federal government to carry out “necessary remedial measures” on Penang, especially in the areas of communications and transport.

Gerakan president Tan Sri Dr Koh Tsu Koon, who is the former Chief Minister, hit back claiming that Lee had focused on the condition of the state’s roads in his statement about inadequate infrastructure.

“Most of the roads in Penang are under the state (government) or the municipal council. It has been more than a year that Pakatan Rakyat has been administering them,” said Dr Koh.

Lee, whose last official visit to Penang was in 1989, met both leaders privately yesterday – Lim at about 12.20pm at his office in Komtar and Dr Koh at about 3pm at the E&O hotel where the Singapore entourage was staying.

Lim and Dr Koh said that Lee had inquired about the political change and situation in Penang.

Lee, who will conclude his visit tomorrow, declined to talk to reporters.

I wonder if they have all been a vegetable (our federal and state government) all these while. Don’t they have eyes to see for themselves?? Or perhaps is this an indication that they have been too ignorant??

YOU DON’T NEED LEE KUAN YEW TO TELL YOU THAT!! WE’VE ALL BEEN TELLING YOU THE SAME FUCKING THING!

Wake the fuck up PKR Pakatan Rakyat!! What have you done in Penang other than to point fingers?? So we know those bunch of BN cro magnons are corrupted and immoral! No shit sherlock! We already knew that! Now what makes you so different from them? Or rather, what would you do to prove that you’re different from them?? I’d say, no less of an embarrassment from the BN retards to date.

Buckle up fuckers! You have only five years to do it, and your time is fast running out! It’s time to do something already! I don’t give a shit what the BN idiots did before you, I’m not interested! That’s the past. You can’t fix the past. You fix the future goddamn it! Now shut the fuck up and go the fuck back to work! And do it hard! (Yes people, Penang government sucks. The previous and the current.)

A few months back, an uncle of mine was critically injured in a snatch theft incident. (head injury, still recuperating now.)

Because he was temporarily rendered immobile from that incident, my cousins (his daughters) from KL had to return to Penang to help out (They also hired a house nurse to take care of my uncle).

Then in an unfortunate twist of ill fate, one of my cousins (the author of the email in the link above) became a snatch theft victim herself. This happened about a month after her father’s accident. Two guys on a motorcycle appeared out of nowhere and snatched her baby bag while she was strapping her infant daughter into her car seat. She wasn’t hurt however, and didn’t lose anything valuable except a baby bottle and some food stuff, but she went ahead to lodge a report at a police station anyway.

Now, anyone would have thought that a law enforcement officer would at least show a wee tad of concern over a reported snatch theft incident out of sheer professionalism, if not haul his ass to do something about it. But to my cousin’s consternation, she was reproached by the attending police officer instead – why did she even bother to lodge a report, since she didn’t lose her cash or anything valuable? She was then given a crappy treatment, as if she was there to deliberately waste the officer’s precious time scratching his balls or whatever that he deemed as more important.

That was not all. About a couple weeks after the baby bag heist, the home nurse (mentioned above) almost joined the snatch theft victim club. Mustering the knowledge and experience of being both a tough nurse and a nasty housewife, she screamed like she has just seen a giant rat, and managed to drive off the thugs before they could even snatch anything (or something like that). Like my cousin, she felt that it was proper for her to lodge a police report on that and like what my cousin experienced, she was also given the same cold shoulder. I guess when the police says that they’re consistent and shit, they really meant what they say. The attending police officer did not even bother to take her statement since ‘nothing was lost’.

So there you have it people. Polis Diraja Malaysia. Malaysian law enforcement. You no lose money, you no come to polis. Bunch of delinquent farts. I guess they’re only interested in conducting road blocks and hanging out under a shade somewhere. And oh, homosexuals too. No shit, if you were to report a certain political figure corn holing some carbon based life form, they’d dispatch a couple army trucks and a few teams of Unit Tindakan Khas clad with bullet proof vests and balaclavas, and have the perpetrator arrested promptly to uphold the justice. They don’t have enough time to look at no petty snatch theft cases. (and we keep wondering why people are resorting to mob justice…)

It’s even more sad to know that we’re using our tax money to feed these morons to do this kind of frivolous law enforcement, and nobody is reviewing their performance. Man, I could have paid much less to rear a bunch of canines and they’d do a better job making me feel more secure. If refund is possible, I’d definitely want my money back.

*I’m sharing this so that you people get to learn about stuff you don’t read in the mainstream media. If any of you have encountered any shitty experience with our law enforcement officers, or have written your experience in your blog, please share it in the commenting system. Let the people know.