For power and wealth

In recent wanderings across newswrold, particularlty pertaining to politics and business, I discern the same sort of trends that also are creeping into Malaysian activities in other fields -- this certainly provokes some unrest within my soul. See if you share similar thoughts.

Some rivalry of the less than pleasant kind, some oneupmanship -- whether to show off their wealth, their status, or to utsiders, their insecurites that they need an anchor to their name like a fake Dr or Datuk. Some desperate ones even pay hundred of thousands for a Datukship house from an unknown Philipine royal house! Why don't they invest in a daughter-in-law instead, a prolific one for their prodigal son, mayhaps?

Debates at Parliament that degenerate into nothing higher than zoo shows, but I deman the animals again because of them behave better, like not fowl language thrown at each other between YBs, with some protagonists quite well named as national leaders, both governing and opposition. Rules are often bent, ethics and ethiquette thrown to the wind. People wanting to become instant millionaires, led (more like MISled) by a shortlived billionaire-at-27 up the silver-lined path to Wisma MAC in Jalan Ampong Koala Lumpuh? Sorry if Desi misleads the way.:)

This morning I woke up to the music of Eagle's No More Cloudy Days... WoW, I can keep on re-playing the last few bars of music and keep writing' ... but you wouldn't want to suffer through my rambling Mondae blues, do you? But some Malaysians are masochistic, so I'll continue...

Is the following headline a surprise?

Reference page 28, The Star November 21, 2005:

RM150,000 for
a number plate
That was the winning bid for JJJ1
I won't go intodetails, but recap that Malaysians are wont to splash on all sorts of things -- RM1million wedding fest; one handphone and overseas holidays to Disney Land for 7As; now onder Gunineas envies us for bulging entries in BukuRekod!

No wonder people are conned to but a Datukship for Rm300,000; parting with similar amount in deals with Nigerian moneymen who could change their RM notes into USD hundred times over!

So for power and wealth, men stretch their day indeed, or in deed..


No, because Desi has been trained in science, a beliver that in all human endeavours across all spectra of activities, the law of normal distribution always applies, given time. Which means a small minority of people showing the base characteristics of humans -- pride, greed and arrogance that comes with power and wealth, across the majority of average Joe -- nonsdescript, struggling, keeping to their simple ways of earning 3 meals a day -- right to another minority of downtrodden, underfed and sleepers by the 5-foot way. The intrinsic characteristics of the basic human unit will soon enough surface, and given time, will entrench themselves as the norm.

So I ask myself: Why should we be surprised by man's demonstration of power, wealth, pride, and arrogance at all
For power and wealth, man will corrupt the system and serve his own selfish interests. We adopted a free market system -- in business or any enterprise.
Maybe we should incorporate some SOCIALISM into our system of government officially -- to take care of those half naked beggars sleeping in the cold on five-foot ways and in the parks? I even see some in supposedly upmarket Subang Jaya!

Frankly, I'd like to be proven wrong hings will only get worse. My EsteemedReaders who have been involved with Blogging -- pro or at leisure, maybe you can share thy 3sen's worth? I know brudder Imran will respond because he wants to make it SE7EN in a row!:)

Dearest mGf out there,wherever you are, I hope your weekend finds you in hi-spirits 24 hours later to start the new week blooming. Hence I remind thee to listen to No More Cloudy Days... This is my closing sharing today quite different from any average Monday's, ore like extended desiderata.english , so I.Cowws are not being ignored today. MINTA MAAF, eh? to the lembu, I mean, for demeAning their herd all the time!

The saving grace in Blogging is that the Blogger and his/her Reader are both enpowered, not equally,no doubt, for the host of course enjoys the Upper Hand. If the Reader feels disadvantaged, he/she may be impelled or motivated to start a blog too. Brudder IMp has the audacity to challenge this brother to a Mara(H)thon! and sisdar kyels wants in but doesn't have the key; bro IM, do somethin'!:(


But to Desi, the beautiful part of blogging is that it enables minds to meet, clash, and perhaps, lift their mental faculties a notch or two higher. Then with reinforcement as in soldiers swelling in numbers, like-minded Bloggers moved by similar objectives and goals can come to a consensus to pursue some common interests. Community, professional, well even, national. We are all trying to build a Malaysia we can be proud of.

Ideally, there exists people out there looking at life beyond the mean and mundane. Beyond acquiring power and wealth.

Ideally there exists enough sparring partners out there who dare to speak their minds, and in thes frequent clashes of mind, their own mental faculties are sharpened, and all parties involved in the sparring benefit.

Oh, long-winded Desi living up to his name -- his finishing Act!

Do you wonder why many graduates can't write a decent 100-word letter in English nowadays without committing a dozen HOWLERS?

The hint follows:

DESIDERATA HolidaychallengiA:

An advertisment copy promoting
SPECIALLY Designed
'ENGLISH' & 'MANDARIN'
HOLIDAY Courses:

"Across the world thousands of people
are speaking a new language through our
specially designed course materials that
enhances their ability to learn more faster
and efficiently."

FunChallengiA is:

Tell me if you qualify to be an instructor if you are
the one (ir?)responsible enough to write the above
copy in bold?Hey, give da rationale, KO!
Also quote the newspaper, dae and page will do -- no need the name
of the institution-lah...

Best answer by end of today gets a share of Witstakker chics from NZ that Unforgetable Sabrina is brining home to meet some buggers -- oops, bloggers, in koala lumpur soon.

PS: Maybe I should recommend Young&Articulate johnleemkto be its principal?

I end with a li'l poem from my sifu, max EHRMANN:

I Go My Way

Al round is haste, confusion, noise.
For power and wealth men stretch the day
From dawn till dusk. But quietly
I go my way.

For glitter, show, to taunt the crowd,
Desire-tossed in wild dismay,
Men sell their souls. But quielt
I go my way.

The green of all the fields is mine,
The stars, the night, the wind at play,
A peaceful heart, while quietyly
I go my way.

It reminds me of mGf Yan's interpretation of Art&Garfunkel Sound of Silence "Hello Darkness, my old friend ..."
But this Monday I remind her, it's supposed to be minus Da Clouds.