Proton’s Electric Car is a Bad Move

While the people in Malaysia are still battling with the hike in petrol price, Proton introduces they newly join venture with Detroit motors. Proton’s Electric car.

Stupid Bad move. Here’s why.

You need to charge the car. What happens if your car ran out of battery in traffic jam? Conventionally, you can always walk to the nearest station. Battery? Get AA size ones? Push? I’d recommend you call a towing company. That’s RM200 down the drain

Sky high electricity bill. You may think it’ll reduce your petrol expenditure but you’re wrong. The petrol expenditure will go directly to your electricity bill. Leverage, justify, call it what ever you want, you gain too little to notice

Black outs. Let’s face it, monopoly is bad idea of improving any service. We all had our blackouts every now and then. So tell me, where can you seek refuge during the darkest day when your car is dead?  

Going greener? Nope. Electricity comes from burning gas and charcoal. We have yet to own a nuclear plant although MINT was established long ago 

Old housing wiring. Most modern home are equipped with a 3 phase power supply, sadly not rural ones. Naturally, electric cars will need these facility to recharge the battery. Yeah, you can strike out balik kampung with this car

High density residential. If you live in a condo, apartment or any high rise, it’ll be (almost) impossible to recharge your car from your house. They’ll be a special parking bay and I bet your management will shave every extra penny you make

Having said all of the above, wouldn’t it be smarter to work on hybrid or hydrogen car? The choice is yours

ps: My arguement today is from consumer’s point of view.

BaM! BooM! Fireworks Cracking

What’s wrong with kids today? Can’t they learn to respect the mosque?Every year, I’d face the same agony, kids cracking fireworks while performing terawih. It’s very hard to concentrate. 2 things crosses my mind throughout my prayer;

• Will a car explode? (since they’re playing in the parking area)
• Will it hit my car?

Darn.

Fortunately today I brought my phone. I rang the local police and asked them a small favor, to patrol our mosque. The police never came. I’m sure they’re waiting for enough complains before they can take further actions. At least I did my part.

During my younger year, Terawih means No-Study Night. We’d pretend to be pious but sneaked out after the first prayer for some extreme handmade fireworks. But at least we have the decency to respect those performing prayer.

So, let me post this question again, what’s wrong with kids today or rather, anak sapa ni?

ps: I wrote this post using Chrome, seriously it rocks! incompatible with WordPress 

Portal JAKIM : Fadilat Solat Terawih Palsu

Since this post governs Islamic beliefs, I shall address it in Malay.

Fadilat Solat Terawih Palsu daripada JAKIM Terengganu.

Memang tidak disangkal lagi, Solat Terawih tidak dapat dipisahkan dengan bulan puasa. Namun disebalik solat sunat ini, terdapat juga hadis palsu yang berbunyi:

Malam Pertama: Keluar dosa-dosa orang mukmin pada malam pertama seperti mana dia baru dilahirkan (mendapat keampunan dari Allah Taala).

Dan seterusnya. (more…)

UiTM For Non Bumi’s, My Take

I woke this morning to a Dejavu, UiTM for Non-Bumi’. I care not to read further, the headlines is pretty much self-explanatory. I’ve also made up my mind whom I’m siding a long time ago.

UiTM for Non-Bumi’s! That’s what I’m for. Call me a racist, I don’t care. Call me ignorant, I don’t mind. Call me stupid, I know how intelligent I am. Call me a traitor, God will judge me.

UiTM is undoubtly a place where many bumi graduates was born. It’s so successful, that it’s capable of producing at least 20k graduates every year. With such a large figure, have you wondered about the quality?

If I were to conclude, this is a result of having too many Malays in one place, it resonants their bad attributes. Malay is an inferior race. You talk down to them, they’ll throw a toilet bowl in your face. Malay can’t accept critics, be it constructive ones. Lazy, Manja etc, you know what a Malay is like.

An urge to win against another. ‘We can’t let Chinese get the top ten!’ This is rather racist but it produces great results. It’s somewhat a motivation. And obviously we all love progress.

Do away with the federal constitution. It was drafted in the 80’s. We are bigger, smarter and wiser now. For heaven’s sake, we are undertaking this silly thing called globalisation. So why the set back?

UiTM is the most affordable way to get a degree. In fact, it’s cheapest education you can ever get in Malaysia. It was established for mid-low class group of Malays. Having said that, I saw a few students driving imported cars around the campus. ‘Parents ko sep duit ke?’ If you can afford an education, go ahead. Leave your spot for others.

Malay is still poor, we need that uni. So you think you’re poor? What about Indians who lived in a junk yard or estate? Chinese family who lives in a 1 room flat? That’s probably an extreme case, but I know a friend who came to uni with enough fare for LRT and a bottle of water everyday. Sometimes she brings food from home. She made it, but to look back at what she went through, it’s rather uncanny.

While we’re striving to save our ass-es, we mustn’t forget others as well. We all have the same blood color, only origin that separates us apart. We say, we’re ‘bersopan santun’ and courteous, well, ARE WE?

Hot chick factor. Wouldn’t you like to see Chinese chicks in Baju Kurung? Enough said.

I wish not to generalized UiTM student, but this is a democratic country, and in democracy, majority rules. However, I am a minority, feel free to bash me, I’ll take you on.

In the end, it’ll be like MRSM, open for all but many non-bumi rejected the offer

Pontianak on the Loose, Cyberjaya

I guess the lost caucassian kid I posted the other day didn’t scare you that much. Some still doubt it’s authenticity. I don’t blame you. It does look a bit awkward.

This photo was captured in Cyberjaya. The road next to the building leads to Dengkil. Those who’re familiar may know the name of the building. I don’t wish to name it. It could be your office. (more…)

The Story of a Boy, Dad and Doctor

‘Daddy, my tummy hurts.’ squirmed the boy.

‘It’ll go away. Don’t be a girl now.‘ Dad ends the conversation by handing a pack of pil-chi-kit-teck-aun.

A few years passed, the boy spent his teenage years in a boarding school. He played rugby, winning every game he’s ever been to. He was a star but fragile at some point.

‘Hello dad,..‘ the boy excitedly called home for a victory lap and to inform dad of his injury.

‘You need cash?‘ as usual, not knowing how to pat his son’s back, the dad asked.

‘No. I need to see a doctor, I think I tore my muscle after winning the tournie,‘ whilst tangling the metal phone-booth cord, the boy complained.

‘Slap on some Yoko-yoko, it’ll be fine, I didn’t raise a girl, so toughen up!‘ dad hung up, assuming the conversation is over. He didn’t know the boy had been sleeping in a seating position for a week now. All that the boy has was Ponstan (pain killer pills) to get through the night.

Fast forward 30 years later. The boy became a man, had his own family and busy.

*Dad calling…* displays on his everything-enabled PDA phone.

‘Hi son, my chest hurts. Can you take me to a hospital’, whilst in bed, dad called.

‘Oh dad, don’t be a girl now. Toughen up! I was raised by a man, am I right?‘ he gave dad the same line he got when he was in pain.

Two weeks later, dad passed away. Dad wasn’t a smoker, diabetic nor was he a cancer patient. He only had air bubbles trapped in his lungs.

The man cried and grieved over the death of his father,’I should’ve taken dad to hospital for such a simple procedure.‘

Moral of the story, I believe you fruitful readers could leave in the commenting area.

ps: Writing this made me miss the Old NH.

pss: This is a fictional story, but could happen if you’re the Dad in this story.

psss: Can air bubbles cause death? I’m no Dr. House, I just made that up.

pssss: Do me a favor, click on this! (It’s for Negaraku! thingy)

Gay Marine, TLDM

What a disgrace to TLDM.

Excerpt from their blog, daniazz6383.blogspot.com/ Screenshot of Daniazz6383 (thanks to cincauhangus)

YA ALLAH, jika benar dia untukku,dekatkanlah hatinya dengan hatiku,jika dia bukan milikku,damaikanlah hatiku dengan ketentuan-MU..Dialah permata yang kucari selama ini..Kukuhkanlah hatinya dengan kesetiaan padaku..Bukakanlah hatinya hanya untukku…YA ALLAH..sesungguhnya aku buta tanpanya disisi..

These are the people monitoring our offshores? Gay sailors? Don’t F kidding me.

I shall leave this for you to judge.

Update: Sad to announce, the blog is deleted. But I have the Screenshot of Daniazz6383