Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
An open letter to my PM – Yusuf Hashim, Will the prime minister fix our country’s many problems?
Friday, May 06, 2022
I am sad that what was once a potential tiger, is now a broken country,
and possibly one of the greatest kleptocracies in the world. – The Vibes
file pic, February 7, 2022
Vibes.Com : Sheraton rats, in a typical display of treachery and bribery politics, for which Malay politicians were becoming known for.
DEAR prime minister,
I am 76 years old. I have lived through the
growth, the development, the decadence, the deterioration, the
destruction, and the despair of my Malaysia, under the watch of all 8 of
our prime ministers, including your good self, sir. Starting from
Tunku, through Razak, Hussein, Mahathir Ver.01, Abdullah, Najib,
Mahathir Ver.02, Muhyiddin and now you, Prime Minister Ismail Sabri.
I lived through the post-world-war period,
the Communist insurgency, the idealistic beginnings of Umno, the heady
days of the declaration of Merdeka, the creation of Malaysia, the
expulsion of Singapore, the upheavals of 13 May 1969, the NOC period
under Razak, the birth of the NEP, the emergence of Mahathir Ver.01
after the uneventful reign of Hussein Onn, the birth of cronyism,
corruption, bigotry, and all that is presently loathsome in Malaysia,
under Mahathir’s watch, the sleepy years of Abdullah Badawi, the grand
larcenies under Najib, the return of Mahathir Ver.02 after the rise of
the rakyat in GE14, the treachery of Muhyiddin and the Sheraton rats,
and now the doldrums of your watch.
I am sad that what was once a potential
tiger, is now a broken country, and possibly one of the greatest
kleptocracies in the world. And I blame it fully on the bad policies of
the rotten political parties running Malaysia over the last half a
century. I blame Malaysia’s decay, squarely on the unprincipled Malay
leaders that ran this country. I blame them for creating the crony class
of rent seekers. I blame them for using religion in politics.
I blame
them for the money politics of today. I blame them for creating
disharmony among Malaysians, by portraying Chinese Malaysians as the
bogeyman, and the greatest threat to the advancement of the Malays. And
most of all, I blame them for dumbing down and frightening the rural
Malays, to the extent that they can no longer discern between crooks and
saviours, and between charlatans and men of honour and integrity.
