Saturday, December 14, 2013
David Icke & Jordan Maxwell in conversation: The Agenda to Control Planet Earth
David Icke and Jordan Maxwell in conversation about the agenda to control Planet Earth, meeting again for the first time in 15 years. Wonderful stuff.
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[Brought to my notice by Shalamee Campbell]
Thursday, December 12, 2013
ANTOINE DUFOUR ~ A MAN AND HIS GUITAR (repost)
I stumbled on this consummate fingerstyle acoustic guitarist based in Canada in November 2009 during the hostage crisis in Mumbai. Found this man's focus and dedication to his craft entirely soothing and therapeutic. Check out his homepage!
[First posted 19 August 2011]
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Spectacular version of Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb" ~ well worth sharing!
David Gilmour joining Roger Waters on The Wall to perform 'Comfortably Numb' in London, 2 May 2011.
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Sunday, December 1, 2013
Jeff Liebermann on science & spirituality ~ a stimulating 14-minute lecture
Jeff Lieberman, an MIT-trained artist, scientist and engineer, makes a scientific argument for mystical experience. He asks us to challenge our perception of what we are, our relationship to the universe, and our relationship to one another. Our minds are "thought-generating machines." What we would happen if we could turn off the machine? If we could transcend our individual experience of the world?
[Thanks to Hock Soh for alerting me to this video]
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Monday, November 25, 2013
UMNO'S HOUSE OF HORRORS (Part Three)


"According to our system, any individual accused of sodomy can clear his name the Islamic way or through the courts and Saiful has chosen the former. It is up to the people to make their own conclusions.
"I have said from the beginning that this issue is a personal matter between Saiful and Anwar and has nothing to do with the Barisan Nasional," Najib told reporters after meeting Umno's Permatang Pauh by-election machinery in Butterworth yesterday.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Come on, Najib, you gotta do better than that if you seriously intend to try your hand at stand-up comedy after your parole. So, the whole sleazy sodomy affair is, by your own admission, only a sandiwara (puppet show) to dissuade Malay voters from voting against Umno? In effect, it has EVERYTHING to do with Barisan Nasional's desperate fight for survival. The very fact that you were quoted right after you chaired an Umno meeting on the Permatang Pauh by-election makes your statement reek even stronger. If the entire matter were strictly "a personal matter" between Saiful and Anwar, why would every Umno big gun be making stupid, self-incriminating remarks about the ridiculous allegations? From the home minister to the deputy prime minister and even the prime minister himself - all of you have seen fit to stick your fat necks out "to ensure Saiful gets justice." How laudable... I mean, laughable!

Now that Shafee has been fingered and exposed, the police black ops against Anwar will have been scuttled - hence the decision to appeal to Malay sentiments by getting Saiful to swear on the Qur'an that Anwar Ibrahim forcibly sodomized him. What exquisite timing - right on the eve of nomination day for the Permatang Pauh by-election! Oooh, I can just picture a motley bunch of besongkoked Umno conspirators huddled together in secret conference rooms, drinking kopi-O kau and plotting and scheming Anwar's downfall...

Not a hope in hell, Khairy!
[First posted 16 August 2008]
UMNO'S HOUSE OF HORRORS (Part Two)

From Malaysiakini: "Wanita Umno has reportedly declared a "jihad" or holy war to prevent opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim returning to Parliament in a by-election this month.
"It is a jihad because this individual should not be given the chance to destroy the country's political stability and prosperity," women's wing deputy chief Shahrizat Abdul Jalil said, according to The Star newspaper.
Shahrizat, a former cabinet minister, lost her seat in Parliament to Anwar's daughter Nurul Izzah in landmark March elections that handed the opposition unprecedented gains against the ruling coalition.
"If we allow him to lead the country, he would lead us to destruction," she said as she launched the women's wing campaign for the Aug 26 by-election in Anwar's home state of Penang.
Oh, Shahrizat, Shahrizat! It saddens me to hear you say such horrible, wicked things about my esteemed friend Anwar Ibrahim. The only time I recall meeting you was at the launch of the last KL International Litfest. Remember what I told you? "Shahrizat, you're the only BN minister I don't mind being photographed next to!" I thought you were intelligent and charming and your kids were beautiful and friendly. But how I can maintain those positive feelings towards you now that you've revealed your true colors? You're just another corrupt and misguided Umno hypocrite. If you had any foresight or wisdom you would have quietly hopped over by now, instead of going down with the KD Umnoputra. I know Abdullah Badawi was very nice to you after you lost your parliamentary seat to Anwar's astoundingly attractive daughter, Nurul Izzah - he kept you on the Umno payroll and made sure you still earned a big fat salary as Ng Yen Yen's stand-in.
It's quite clear now you're only in politics for the money and false glamor. If you were sincere about serving the rakyat you'd have considered joining DAP, PKR, or even PAS! Umno is the party that has very nearly destroyed Malaysia through systemic corruption, unmitigated greed and total abuse of power - and a large portion of the credit for that goes to your Supermamak former PM!
Those of us whose perceptions haven't been clouded by BN's sleazy largesse view Anwar Ibrahim as the nation's best hope at this juncture for genuine reform. There isn't a single Umno politician we can trust to do what's required.

Well, the upside of it all is that we can now torpedo the Umno flagship without having to worry about collateral damage - because the sinking vessel is transporting nothing but soiled goods anyhow.
Action stations! Fire one! Fire two! Fire three!
[First posted 16 August 2008]
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UMNO'S HOUSE OF HORRORS (Part One)

SAIFUL BUKHARI AZLAN ON MALAYSIAKINI:
"I swore in the name of Allah at the Federal Territory Mosque this evening in accordance to the teachings of Islam and as advised by religious scholars and teachers that I was sodomised by Anwar Ibrahim."
What is Saiful saying? Islam teaches people to swear in the name of Allah (whose own credibility, credentials, and existence have yet to be established to everybody's satisfaction) whenever accused of any behavior deemed to be an offence? Any boy as pretty as Saiful will have had a long history of being "hit on" by males as well as females. By the age of 23 he ought to have learnt how to accept or refuse such erotic advances. To now claim he was forcibly sodomized by a 61-year-old man with a bad back defies belief - unless he was drugged and raped, which is a whole different scenario. Anyone who has ever attempted penetration of a tight anus will attest that this is virtually impossible without the the acquiescence, consent and wholehearted cooperation of the person to whom the anus belongs.

Now this is an extremely detailed disclosure which suggests that somebody within the police force is extremely unhappy with the dirty business at hand and has chosen to be RPK's "Deep Throat." I didn't hear any reporters questioning Saiful at yesterday's press conference about his connection with SAC Rodwan Yusof (who has been accused of helping Musa Hassan falsify evidence against Anwar Ibrahim in the 1998 sodomy allegation instigated by Mahathir). No doubt Saiful would have replied: "I will answer that in court later."
"The oath I've taken was done voluntarily and it was done to uphold the truth as a Muslim, a Malay and a Malaysian."
Saiful Bukhari sees himself as primarily a Muslim, then a Malay, and lastly a Malaysian. I'm sorry, Saiful, but being any of those doesn't add any credence whatsoever to your oath. The Umno chaps all claim to be Muslim, Malay, and Malaysian - and that has never stopped them from lying through every orifice just to cling on to power.

Even if God lets you off light, Saiful, you can bet your arse you will be spat at and shunned by a lot of people for stooping so low just for a bit of cheap publicity and a "scholarship" from Umno. But please leave your fiancée out of this curse business - I'm sure she had no idea what she was in for. Curse your father (pictured right), if you like; he looks like someone already accursed.
"I've taken this oath to prove that my allegations are completely true. This is the best way for me to attain justice in the world and the hereafter and for me to redeem my pride and dignity as Allah is the only place where I can complain to."
Load of crap, boy! Taking that oath on the Qur'an proves only one thing: you're convinced that other Muslims will be inclined to believe you're telling the truth, and that's what this evil game is really about - to poison the minds of Muslim-Malay voters against Anwar Ibrahim, the greatest threat Umno has ever faced in its entire history. And if you truly feel Allah is your recourse, why did you bother going for a rectal examination at Hospital Pusrawi before lodging a police report on 28 June as instructed by your Umno handlers?
"I've done this for God and I took my oath in the house of God, that I was humiliated and sodomised by Anwar Ibrahim and I do not wish to lie to the world as he has done."
You twisted little shit, Saiful! Umno is NOT God! You've been offered filthy lucre to "sacrifice yourself" to save Umno from Anwar Ibrahim - and you saw a golden opportunity to attain global notoriety as Anwar's political assassin - exactly like Mark David Chapman believed he would forever be remembered as the fuckwit who shot John Lennon.
Saiful, an omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent God would already know what a "good" boy you are (no need for you to sumpah on the Qur'an, that's only for show); an all-powerful God would have intervened to protect your chastity from being ravaged. God the omnipresent also resides in your anus and, for all we know, probably relishes the occasional rectal probe!
[First posted 16 August 2008]
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Remembering Paul Ponnudorai (20 November 1961~7 July 2012)
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Too bad I missed Paul's 50th birthday gig at CJ's Pub & Restaurant on 20 November 2011 |
THE MUSICIAN’S MUSICIAN
22 December 2007
Paul Ponnudorai has been called the ‘greatest musical interpreter of our time’, but who is he?
With his long hair and easy-going demeanor, it’s easy to dismiss singer-guitarist Paul Ponnudorai as just another musician playing in a pub. But one listen to him and you’ll know he’s definitely not just hired musical help.
His fans (many of them musicians themselves) know him as the guy who can turn a tune on its head and make it an extraordinary piece of art. They bandy superlative terms like "genius" or "musical phenomenon" when describing him.
When his name popped up in a feature article in Time magazine in May this year, wherein the writer called him "possibly the greatest musical interpreter of our time," they thought his time - no pun intended - had come.
But it hadn’t. Ponnudorai still plays Thursdays to Saturdays at Harry’s bar at the Esplanade - a gig he’s had for five years. In a straw poll we conducted, many didn’t even recognise the name and one actually asked if he was "the guy who started that famous shop in Little India." (FYI: That’s P Govindasamy Pillai.)
While failure to hit the big time despite a plug from Time magazine might bug younger musicians, Ponnudorai is nonplussed: "(The Time article) was certainly a nice compliment, but I don’t think of myself as a guitar hero. I’m known and, yet again, not. I play because I love to play and sing. It keeps me happy. And if I can touch people with it, even better. Because having something is no fun unless you share it."
Ponnudorai will be sharing the music on Saturday with local jazz legend Jeremy Monteiro and American greats Tuck and Patti at the Esplanade as part of Monteiro’s annual Christmas concert series - an event the jazz maestro started five years ago.
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Rehearsing in Singapore with Jeremy Monteiro (keyboard) & Howard Levy (harp) |
"When people see him, I’m sure they will be blown away by his ability and his singing," said Monteiro, 47. "Tuck and Patti have called him a ‘phenomenon’. The people who come to the show will come away with a better understanding of who Paul is."
Still, knowing how apathetic the Singapore audience can be, Monteiro is well aware critical acclaim is not necessarily followed by fame. "If you’re good, you should be famous," said Monteiro. "But it’s not always so. Like some musicians are famous, but are they good? Paul is definitely good - one of the best kept secrets of the music world."
The story of this secret started in Ipoh, Malaysia, where Ponnudorai grew up. He picked up the ukulele when he was four and the guitar at six. A left-hander, he taught himself to play right-handed and learned to keep time by playing to the creak of an old ceiling fan. His musical influences spanned from opera to country, courtesy of his father, who would play music at home.
But Ponnudorai never thought he’d be a musician. It was his brother who invited him to play during happy hours at a piano bar in Kuala Lumpur. Said the bachelor: "And as the story goes, I walked into a bar and I never walked out."
Since then, Ponnudorai has led what many would call "a full life," although he’s only a youthful 46. He’s had to endure threats from jealous musicians wanting to cut his fingers off, and played to gun-toting gang members in nightclubs - where they made him play Wham!’s "Careless Whisper" 17 times non-stop once.
He’s also won the hearts of some of the greatest musicians, including trumpeter Wynton Marsalis, harmonica virtuoso Toots Thielemans, guitarist Tommy Emmanuel and vocalist Bobby McFerrin.
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Ponnudorai's only album was released in 2005 |
He’s survived two car crashes, with the second in 1992 resulting in him having brain surgery. "I was worried, after the second accident, about the extent of damage," he explained. "I was afraid to pick up the guitar."
But a few months later, a musician friend of his asked him to come on stage and jam with him. "I said: ‘No, I haven’t played the guitar in months.’ And he said: ‘Look, you believe in God, don’t you? Have faith.’ So I did go up and I played - and I haven’t stopped playing since!"
And though he may have a few regrets, Ponnudorai says the music makes up for it. "I think if I could have afforded higher education I probably would have missed out on these experiences I have garnered over the years playing music. I would not have had the interaction with people, spanning a period of 28 years. I don’t think any amount of money could buy that experience or pleasure. You know they say it’s the journey that counts, not the destination. I believe that’s true. I’m enjoying the journey right now."
MUNSHI AHMED FOR TIME
10 May 2007
A man who is quite possibly the greatest musical interpreter of our time performs every weekend at Harry's - an ordinary bar in a Singaporean shopping mall. There, before a half-empty room, while soccer matches are screened and waitresses ferry beer and fries, Paul Ponnudorai sings with astounding virtuosity, accompanied only by his Spanish guitar. His voice swoops and growls with the range and soulfulness of mid-period Stevie Wonder, and his fluid, polyrhythmic style of guitar playing appears to have little precedent. But it is his choice of material, and the inventiveness with which he arranges it, that cloaks Ponnudorai in the aura of genius.
Ponnudorai's style is to deconstruct a hackneyed standard, reassemble the parts in startlingly creative ways, and then perform it with a passion that nobody has previously dared. Thus the campfire dirge Five Hundred Miles becomes a spine-tingling R&B ballad, dripping with anguish. The Beatles' chirpy Can't Buy Me Love is transformed into a complex jazz exercise, incorporating some of the Karnatakan rhythmic phrases of Ponnudorai's South Indian ancestry. The Cascades' saccharine Rhythm of the Rain metamorphoses into the purest Burt Bacharach, with unexpected chord changes and lush melodic lines.
Comparisons could be made with José Feliciano, the Puerto Rican singer-guitarist who had 1960s hits with stylish remakes of songs like California Dreamin' and Light My Fire. But Ponnudorai is better. His ability to dice songs up, look into their hearts and perceive the common veins connecting every genre has won the attention of top international players who go to Singapore on tour. Harmonica virtuoso Toots Thielemans, drummer Billy Cobham, guitarist Tommy Emmanuel and vocalist Bobby McFerrin have all been in the audience. In 2002, trumpeter Wynton Marsalis showed up at a performance and was so taken by it, he grabbed his instrument and leapt onstage to play alongside a startled Ponnudorai, who did not recognize him. "He told me 'Ever since I got off the plane I've been hearing about nothing but you,'" Ponnudorai recalls. The pair jammed together for the next two nights.
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Photo by Jack Hoo |
Marsalis was referring to the buzz Ponnudorai generates among local and overseas musicians. Among the public, it is another matter. If you watch Ponnudorai play, there will typically be a handful of fans near the stage. Everyone else will be at the other end of the room, noisily drinking and making a mockery of Singapore's reputation as a city at the forefront of smoking cessation. The kind of musician that the world produces only a few times in a generation is in the house, but the laity barely notice.
[Read the rest here.]
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
John Lennon would be celebrating his 73rd birthday right now....
But I doubt he would have enjoyed turning into a grouchy old fart like Bob Dylan.
Happy Birthday, Johnny... wherever you are.
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Saturday, October 5, 2013
What brand of smartphones and tablets is ideal for UMNO BARU members?
UMNO (1946~1988) ... UMNO BARU (1988~?) |
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UMNO BARU president elected by 191 corrupt division chiefs |
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UMNO BARU vice-president in charge of homo affairs |
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Suck my keris! |
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UMNO BARU faithful ever ready to lie for their party |
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UMNO BARU thug threatening innocent bystanders with his shoe |
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UMNO BARU in the digital age, preparing for the Great War in Cyberspace |
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Who says the mentally and morally retarded can't use smartphones? |
[First published 25 April 2012]
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Visionary art as an antidote to corporate fascism (continued)
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Organique by Gaëlle Van Nah Chong (8.2" X 11.8", Graphite on paper, 2013) |

I think sharing artistic interests with my family early in life has made it a medium through which it feels more natural to keep in touch with other humans. When I draw, I feel safe. When people look at my drawings, they see the real me.
TSH: Who are your favorite artist(s) author(s)?
GC: Terry Gilliam, Raymond Devos, John Waters and Guy de Maupassant, I guess... hard to pick as there are so many.
TSH: What are your current concerns and how are the images you've produced able to communicate your thoughts?
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7 Lunes by Gaëlle Van Nah Chong (7.9" X 5.5", Graphite on paper, 2013) |
TSH: What is your preferred art medium and why are you comfortable in using this medium in the production of your artworks?
GC: Pencil. It’s clean, cheap, no set up required, easy to carry and I get to indulge the nitpicking part of me. Oil pastels are fun to play with and they get me where I want to go quickly.
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Blablabla by Gaëlle Van Nah Chong (26" X 18.5", Graphite on paper, 2013) |
GC: "SpongeBob weird face + avant-garde black metal + childhood trauma + wondering what’s beyond a black hole + anticlericalism + a reference to Mass Effect and baroque art." That’s my side of the story. Different people will have different personal mythologies, symbols, desires, neurosis, so when they look at my drawings their stories will be different too and just as relevant as mine.
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Ballerinas of Bodom by Gaëlle Van Nah Chong (6.7" X 7.9", Oil pastel on paper, 2013) |
Gaëlle Chong is a creature made of oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, sulphur, potassium, sodium, chlorine, magnesium, silicon, iron, fluorine, zinc, rubidium, strontium, broomine, lead, copper, aluminium, cadmium, boron, barium, tin, iodine, manganese, nickel, gold, molybdenum, chromium, caesium, cobalt, uranium, tetrahydrocannabinol, beryllium, radium. It feeds on music, words, images, caffeine and nicotine. If you find yourself threatened by such a creature, throw a cookie and run away, it will focus on the chocolate chips and leave you alone.
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Secret Swirl by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
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Together Again by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
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Motion Mirage by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
TSHON: When did your passion in art begin and who or what were your earliest influence(s)?
Melissa Lin: It’s hard to locate an actual point in time since I loved drawing and being creative as a child. Even then I knew that it was a refuge for me, the act of drawing or painting, a place where I could go to to allow my imagination to be free and wild, to dream and to be happy.
This passion has been a lifelong one, as of course it has evolved and changed as I have, along with the explorations, the subjects, music and art that I am interested in. My teenage loves that have remained an influence are musically The Cure, underground bands and scenes of Punk Rock, Goth, Metal, Hardcore, The Smiths, Joy Division, Teenage Fan Club, and The Sisters of Mercy, etc, etc. During that time and now, some of my favorite art are album covers and band poster art.
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Rhythm Ride by Melissa Lin (20" X 28", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
I’ve always loved stories and growing up I loved Neil Gaiman and the Sandman comics, the books of J.D. Salinger, the Beats, Alice Walker for her insight and compassion, Douglas Coupland, Douglas Rushkoff, the books released by Crimethinc, zines from all over the world, and one memorable one is 'All Broken Up and Dancing' by Kelvin Tan from Singapore of the band the Odd Fellows. Clarissa Pinkola Estes’s book 'Women Who Dance with the Wolves' contains a lot of magic and encouragement.
I am drawn to folk art from all traditions, and also art that is offbeat, raw, direct and honest in a way that grabs at the senses - their magic can feel as if for a moment that everything is heightened- or that new worlds or possibilities are opening up for the viewer, lit up from within, I think is how I would best describe it. Early on I loved Dali, Frida Kahlo, Georgia O’Keefe and an amazing artist from Australia, Vali Meyers - and album-poster art Artists! In my earlier years, Fathullah Luqman @ Fathul and Yee I-Lann were inspiring to me.
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Midnight Walk by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
TSH: What was the impact of these influences?
ML: I guess that these books, the music and the art encouraged me to keep at what I’m doing, to find the fire if you will in life, even if it conflicts with the more usual or ‘normal’ ways of seeing, doing, living life. With courage, you can engage with the mystery of life and at that center and in those moments, everything can come alive again and you participate in it, instead of letting life happen to you.
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Estuary by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
TSH: Who is/are your favorite artist(s) author(s)?
ML: Cannot choose one lah but Mary Oliver’s stuff has been really inspiring of late - Joseph Campbell’s ‘The Power of Myth’ and ‘Hero with a Thousand Faces’ has been instructive while my Astrology books always excite me. A monumental work is Richard Tarnas and his book ‘Cosmos and Psyche.’
TSH: What are your current concerns and how are the images you've produced able to communicate your thoughts?
ML: I’m hoping that my paintings and drawings can actually take people away from thinking - as drawing and painting for me is a way for helping my mind to shut up, putting me back in touch with myself, and the experience is quite healing. If I am successful, my images will put people in touch with an experience or a part of themselves that is older and familiar somehow, something primal. I feel right now that I would like to actually explore and experiment with different things, I like creating characters and worlds but I am concerned with something new that I want to bring forth that still feels like it is in seed phase - working with wood, and with 3-dimensions, I think that will be fun.
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Moonglow by Melissa Lin (8" X 8", Acrylic on canvas, 2013) |
TSH: What is your preferred art medium and why are you comfortable in using this medium in the production of your artworks?
ML: I love the ease of acrylic on canvas - and pencil on paper, though I am itching to try out sculpting. I guess I’ve gotten used to creating with these mediums, which can be a good and a bad thing…
TSH: A quote from you on the works you've produced for this exhibition or your philosophy in life in general.
ML: Ok this is tricky, what to say... something spectral, something wild.
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Wild by Melissa Lin (12" X 12", Acrylic on canvas, 2013)
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Thursday, September 5, 2013
Why the Middle East has been renamed the Muddle East...
I've been trying to find out who this authority on the Middle East who signs off as "KN Al-Sabah" actually is, but the only possible lead so far is that he may be a member of the Kuwaiti elite living in London. If the real "KN Al-Sabah" happens to stumble on this post, kindly introduce yourself and take a bow, sir.
I dub you the Master of Succinctness!
Here's blogger The Big Pharaoh's contribution to the confusion:
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Sunday, August 25, 2013
Chain of command: Sirul Azhar's statement recorded on 9 November 2006
Sirul Azhar Statement |
Written by Our Correspondent | |
FRIDAY, 20 MARCH 2009 | |
Report No : 7380/06
Station : Travers Name : Sirul Azhar bin Haji Umar IC No : RF125591 Race : Malay Date/Place of Birth : 29-1-1971 Age : 35 years male Occupation : Police officer Address of workplace : UTK, Bukit Aman Name of father : Haji Omar bin Haji Hassan Address of father : Deceased Recording Officers : Insp Nom Phot a/l Prack Dit at Office D6, 3rd Floor, Bukit Aman on 9th November 2006 at 1307 afternoon.
On 19th (sic) November 2006 I was asked by the investigating officer K/ASP Tony Anak Lunggan to record the statement of a Malay inmate named Sirul Azhar Bin Haji Omar Kp RF 125591. The inmate was then brought to me and I ordered the release of his handcuffs.
I then interviewed the inmate who appeared to be proficient in Malay. I also found the inmate in good health. I then read out the warning under Section 113(1)(a)(2) of the Criminal Procedure Code to the inmate as follows ;-
IT IS MY RESPONSIBILTIY TO WARN YOU THAT YOU ARE NOT OBLIGED TO SAY ANYTHING OR TO ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS.
BUT WHATEVER YOU SAY WHETHER IN ANSWER TO A QUESTION OR NOT SHALL BE GIVEN AS A STATEMENT.
S. Do you understand the warning that has been read and explained to you?
J. Yes I understand.
S. Do you have any questions about the warning?
J. No.
S. Do you want to give a statement?
J. Yes I want to give a statement.
S. What do you want to tell me?
J. As a member of the Special Action Unit (UTK) on an undetermined date 5 or 6 days before the incident on 19thOctober 2006 while I was in my office I received a telephone call from Tuan Azilah (Azilah) the officer above me requesting that I meet him in Central market. I could not meet him at the time because I was together with Tuan Khairy as his driver.
At that time, I was driving Tuan Khairy to deliver hampers in Selayanga and Batu Caves. On my way to there roughly after 12 noon I received another call from Azilah who asked me where I was and I told Azilah I may be late coming back as I was assisting an officer and I replied I would call him back after completing my duties.
At around 3.00pm, after dropping off the officer at the office in Bukit Aman, Azilah telephoned me again and told me to meet him in Central Market.
At about 3.15pm I met Azilah at Central Market. He instructed me to observe Malaya Hotel where the woman who was disturbing the businessman [sic] stayed. Azilah also informed me there were three women staying in a room on the 8th floor, the number of which I am unable to recollect.
After that I went together with Azilah in my car, a Satria bearing registration number WEA 4717 to look for Malaya Hotel. On the way there, Azilah talked about a reward of between RM50,000 and RM100,000 if the case was settled. Azilah and I however failed to locate the hotel after circling the area many times.
After failing to locate the hotel, Azilah and I returned to Central Market and while we were there, Azilah asked an artist at Central Market for directions to Malaya Hotel.
The artist, who was Malay, drew a plan of the location of Malaya Hotel .
After that Azilah and I walked towards Malaya Hotel. We reached Malaya Hotel at 4.00pm.
When we arrived at Malaya Hotel, Azilah invited me to go to the 8th floor of the hotel. After we reached the 8th floor Azilah showed me the room that was occupied by the woman who was disturbing Razak.
While on the 8th floor, Azilah asked me to "shoot to kill" all three women in the hotel room and asked that I stay in any one of the rooms on the 8th or 7th floor or any other floor with all lodging expenses borne by Azilah.
I informed Azilah that I would not be able to do it because of the presence of CCTV (closed circuit television cameras).
[Read the full statement here.]
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Wednesday, August 7, 2013
May the festive spirit of Hari Raya Aidilfitri strengthen our resolve to begin anew!
To all those celebrating with their loved ones,
please drive safe & return with spirits refreshed.
This beautiful & bountiful land
is ours to reclaim from
falsehood, injustice & tyranny!
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Americk Sidhu: The night Altantuya Shaariibuu was murdered....
Americk Sidhu, private investigator Balasubramaniam a/l Perumal's lawyer,
speaks at Suaram's fundraiser for OpsScorpene, 19 July 2013, at the PJ Civic Center
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Malala Yousafzai addresses the United Nations on her 16th birthday
Pakistani schoolgirl Malala Yousafzai has addressed the United Nations as part of her campaign to ensure free education for every child.
She marked her 16th birthday by delivering the speech on Friday, 12 July 2013, at the UN headquarters in New York.
Taliban gunmen shot Malala on her school bus last October following her campaign for girls' rights.
"I am here to speak up for the right of education of every child," she said.
Happy Birthday, Malala!
Very happy to see you embrace
your important destiny!
Thursday, July 11, 2013
2013 is the year Nikola Tesla will finally be acknowledged as the greatest scientific genius since the start of the Industrial Revolution
Nikola Tesla (10 July 1856 ~ 7 January 1943) is the true unsung prophet of the electronic age without whom our radio, auto ignition, telephone, alternating current power generation and transmission, radio and television would all have been impossible.
The concept of scarcity is a colossal scam promoted by the oil, gas and nuclear industries to keep humanity forever exploited and enslaved!
Friday, July 5, 2013
The "indelible ink" that created an "incredible stink" ~ by Dean Johns
Lifted from Malaysiakini (with apologies) as a public service...

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In the real world, you’d imagine that rejection by the majority of voters would be a wake-up call to any government. But not, it seems, to Malaysia’s BN regime, whose return to business as usual following its recent near-death electoral experience is beyond unbelievable.
As a sports commentator down here in Sydney once made himself famous for saying, this is déjà vu all over again.
Same old slaughter of ‘suspects’ in police custody, and the same old reluctance to bring the suspects to book. Same old ravishing of the environment and robbery of natural resources by timber tycoons and crony palm-oil plantation companies. Same old immunity for all these and other regime-connected criminals from proper investigation, let alone prosecution. The same old mess of lies, spin and omission from the regime’s so-called mainstream media.
And if there’s one topic that best illustrates BN’s continued criminal career it’s the seemingly endless stink surrounding the electoral indelible ink.
Or rather, I should say, the now-infamously delible ink. Which was a joke on the populace from the very start, as it was the only one of eight ‘clean and fair election’ demands by Bersih that the regime made the slightest effort to meet.
But BN couldn’t even play it straight with this single miserable token of its honest intent. First having its crooked election commission claim that the ink would persist for a week, and then, when it proved to wash off in a matter of hours if not minutes, coming up with a series of increasingly stupid excuses.
It’s been pretty hard to keep up with them all, but from memory they’ve included stories that the bottles weren’t properly shaken, then that the silver nitrate content had been diluted for fear of causing finger cancer, and finally that the accursed ink had contained no silver nitrate whatever, but just food colouring.
So that at least if it wasn’t indelible, the ink was apparently edible. Though many Malaysians still consider the RM7 million cost of the ink and its allegedly ‘special’ bottles and labels to be absolutely incredible.
Yet the heads of the EC still resolutely refuse to resign in disgrace for this distasteful situation, let alone the other electoral outrages they committed and/or condoned, and the BN regime similarly refuses to remove them.
Puzzled by majority rejection
In light of such evidence of BN’s determination to continue in its career of crime and grime, it’s amusing, in a gruesome kind of way, that the inventor of ‘1Malaysia’ and now head of 47 percent Malaysia, Najib Abdul Razak, is puzzled by his majority electoral rejection.
So puzzled, in fact, that he says he intends to set up a “political laboratory” to try and analyse the situation he and BN find themselves in and “formulate strategies” for the future.
According to Malaysiakini, Najib announced the formation of thepolitical lab following a meeting of the BN supreme council, explaining that “it is about the future of BN, taking into account the existing political landscape as well as our performance in the last general election.”
Adding that the lab would look into various strategies that could be implemented in changing BN, he said that “we will consider whether it requires a structural change, whether it is just branding the BN, or whether it is to be a change in policies or all three of them together as a package.”
It would be encouraging to think that this lab might be different from the one that formulated the EC’s incredible, edible and above all delible ‘indelible’ ink. And also a somewhat less sinister lab than the one employed by Dr Mahathir Mohamad back in the 1980s to create the Frankenstein-style monster that BN has since become.
But let’s not get our hopes up. Far from any honest research, scientific or otherwise, all that Najib and his fellow BN lab-rats have any intention of doing is perfecting their tried-and-true formula for ruling, robbing and otherwise ruining Malaysia.
Far from working to improve the racial and religious chemistry of the nation, as they so piously claim to intend, all they will do in Najib’s so-called lab is to put racial and religious harmony on the back burner in favour of continuing putting the heat on non-Malays through the likes of Perkasa and Utusan Malaysia.
And as for their coming up with a cure for corruption with a genuine Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC), or a remedy for the ongoing custodial killing spree in the form of an Independent Police Complaints and Misconduct Commission (IPCMC), forget it.
On the contrary, in fact. They’re far more likely to emerge from the lab with new and even cleverer ways to put the acid on the Chinese for allegedly “betraying” them by voting for the opposition in the general election.
Deflecting public criticism
Or new and more devious ways to deflect public criticism of their cronies for causing the so-called ‘haze’ than Najib’s lame claim that nothing could be achieved by blame, and that instead people should pray for rain.
Or to invent a more plausible resolution to the stink about the vastly overpriced edible, delible ink than the recent declaration by Federal Territories Minister Tengku Adnan Tengku Mansor that “Malaysia does not need to have indelible ink as part of its electoral process because we are not a Third-World country.”
Claiming that use of the ink was only agreed on because “the opposition wanted it”, he then went on to declare that the chemical content of the ink had been reduced “because the government cares for the people.”
A statement so patently, painfully false as to illustrate the fact that BN and its members and accomplices are way beyond the scope of any ordinary lab, and should by rights be examined by a forensic facility.
Because lying, along with stealing, is in their very DNA. And thus however hard Najib tries to rebrand or reinvent himself and his accomplices, all that’s likely to emerge from his so-called political lab is an even more incredible stink.
As a sports commentator down here in Sydney once made himself famous for saying, this is déjà vu all over again.

And if there’s one topic that best illustrates BN’s continued criminal career it’s the seemingly endless stink surrounding the electoral indelible ink.
Or rather, I should say, the now-infamously delible ink. Which was a joke on the populace from the very start, as it was the only one of eight ‘clean and fair election’ demands by Bersih that the regime made the slightest effort to meet.
But BN couldn’t even play it straight with this single miserable token of its honest intent. First having its crooked election commission claim that the ink would persist for a week, and then, when it proved to wash off in a matter of hours if not minutes, coming up with a series of increasingly stupid excuses.

So that at least if it wasn’t indelible, the ink was apparently edible. Though many Malaysians still consider the RM7 million cost of the ink and its allegedly ‘special’ bottles and labels to be absolutely incredible.
Yet the heads of the EC still resolutely refuse to resign in disgrace for this distasteful situation, let alone the other electoral outrages they committed and/or condoned, and the BN regime similarly refuses to remove them.
Puzzled by majority rejection
In light of such evidence of BN’s determination to continue in its career of crime and grime, it’s amusing, in a gruesome kind of way, that the inventor of ‘1Malaysia’ and now head of 47 percent Malaysia, Najib Abdul Razak, is puzzled by his majority electoral rejection.
So puzzled, in fact, that he says he intends to set up a “political laboratory” to try and analyse the situation he and BN find themselves in and “formulate strategies” for the future.
According to Malaysiakini, Najib announced the formation of thepolitical lab following a meeting of the BN supreme council, explaining that “it is about the future of BN, taking into account the existing political landscape as well as our performance in the last general election.”
Adding that the lab would look into various strategies that could be implemented in changing BN, he said that “we will consider whether it requires a structural change, whether it is just branding the BN, or whether it is to be a change in policies or all three of them together as a package.”
It would be encouraging to think that this lab might be different from the one that formulated the EC’s incredible, edible and above all delible ‘indelible’ ink. And also a somewhat less sinister lab than the one employed by Dr Mahathir Mohamad back in the 1980s to create the Frankenstein-style monster that BN has since become.
But let’s not get our hopes up. Far from any honest research, scientific or otherwise, all that Najib and his fellow BN lab-rats have any intention of doing is perfecting their tried-and-true formula for ruling, robbing and otherwise ruining Malaysia.
Far from working to improve the racial and religious chemistry of the nation, as they so piously claim to intend, all they will do in Najib’s so-called lab is to put racial and religious harmony on the back burner in favour of continuing putting the heat on non-Malays through the likes of Perkasa and Utusan Malaysia.
And as for their coming up with a cure for corruption with a genuine Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC), or a remedy for the ongoing custodial killing spree in the form of an Independent Police Complaints and Misconduct Commission (IPCMC), forget it.
On the contrary, in fact. They’re far more likely to emerge from the lab with new and even cleverer ways to put the acid on the Chinese for allegedly “betraying” them by voting for the opposition in the general election.
Deflecting public criticism
Or new and more devious ways to deflect public criticism of their cronies for causing the so-called ‘haze’ than Najib’s lame claim that nothing could be achieved by blame, and that instead people should pray for rain.
Or to invent a more plausible resolution to the stink about the vastly overpriced edible, delible ink than the recent declaration by Federal Territories Minister Tengku Adnan Tengku Mansor that “Malaysia does not need to have indelible ink as part of its electoral process because we are not a Third-World country.”
Claiming that use of the ink was only agreed on because “the opposition wanted it”, he then went on to declare that the chemical content of the ink had been reduced “because the government cares for the people.”
A statement so patently, painfully false as to illustrate the fact that BN and its members and accomplices are way beyond the scope of any ordinary lab, and should by rights be examined by a forensic facility.
Because lying, along with stealing, is in their very DNA. And thus however hard Najib tries to rebrand or reinvent himself and his accomplices, all that’s likely to emerge from his so-called political lab is an even more incredible stink.
DEAN JOHNS, after many years in Asia, currently lives with his Malaysian-born wife and daughter in Sydney, where he coaches and mentors writers and authors and practises as a writing therapist. Published books of his columns for Malaysiakini include Mad about Malaysia, Even Madder about Malaysia, Missing Malaysia, 1Malaysia.con and Malaysia Mania.
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