Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The Art of AN-War.


This is how we do it. 15 Grands worth of votes spell the weight of hatred not towards you, (though its famously established that you deserve it) but towards oppression, unjustly treatments, rampant corruptions and most of all - being made a fool of. Orang Melayu kata - Kena tipu bulat-bulat.

And the clock doesn't even hit the 24th hour on her face, yet these people, these once overconfident, arrogant fuckin' dimwits are crying foul - apparent signs of failure to face the music - thus inventing a music of their own. Tunes full two (2) De's - De-fensive & De-nial.

Allow me to quote:

"Yes of course we have lost...we were the underdogs going into this race." - Muhammad Muhammad Taib, Umno information chief

"There was not much difference in the number of votes garnered by Anwar when compared with that won by his wife (Datuk Seri Dr Wan Azizah Wan Ismail) in March." - Datuk Seri Najib Razak, Depussy Prime Minister

"It was his home ground, so that was always an advantage because he has a lot of support there. We expected him to win. This just proves there is nothing wrong with our electoral system. But I still doubt he will be able to pull off his Sept. 16 threat." - YB Dato Shahrir Samad, Domestic Trade Minister

Ha Ha, you people.. Seriously ! Am not quite sure whether those were the tones before the Bye-Election. Wargh kargh kargh. Quit sounding like a child that doesn't get what he wants, and since am nice by nature and generous by occasions (such as this landslide victory), let me lend the way around it, congratulate your opponent and accept the loss as one of those "The Rakyat has spoken" moments. That way, you might savor whatever scraps of credibility that you've got left in the draining coffers of your Leader Ship. But BN being the under dog a.k.a cock sucking bitch it is - will take more than a Kucing to have tanduks before that eventually happens.

Blood, rain, tears & battle scars - The ghastly scent of this AN-War.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Don't Scorn The Tears For The Many Schmiles That'll Come

The bright ink that I consume when my heart's producing blue notes -
With words not the whole world, but only U could decode

With U beside me - I dont wonder when will the sun finally halt its shine
Coz if the sun lighten up the world, U are my world & U brighten up mine !

And by God, I want U to know that ur ALWAYS on my mind
Guess its time that U worry - coz ur not allowed to be no one's but mine

So dont scorn the tears for the many schmiles that will come. First -
Secondly, at the end of the day - I told U: INU still defines Us !