The Ultimate Prioritisation

From UK Metro:

Runaway pigs held up traffic for five hours after they escaped from a lorry taking them to a slaughterhouse.

The road hogs made their bid for freedom after their truck crashed into another vehicle on the side of the highway in Ikeda, western Japan.

Out of the 37 animals on the truck 19 tried to save their bacon.

The video filmed from a passing car shows the pigs casually trotting up and down the hard shoulder while others laze and sniff about on the verge.

Police officers spent five hours trying to ensure the pigs did not stray into oncoming traffic.

Japanese media reported none of the pigs were harmed in either the crash or the capture process,

However, it was unclear of the pigs were taken to the slaughterhouse after they were rounded up by police.

I have to say the Japanese police are not only tolerant but also compassionate, as they realised those pigs were due for the abattoir, and a last chance to "thank you Ma'am" would be an appropriate and timely pre-execution "last meal".

I was on my way to the slaughterhouse
To meet my fate, my pre-destined end
I thought I would be quiet as a mouse
But by holy grace, a last gift was sent 

'Twas Petunia, my pen-mate in the farm
Who oinked to me about our to-be karma
That for us there'd be no further harm
If we took a "bonk" prior to our samsara

Policemen compassionate as Buddhists
Stood very silently and sympathetically
As we worked ourselves into exotic bliss
One for the road, one whispered quietly

We shall become happier bacon and ham
As Macca's breakfast burger and tonkatsu
If you don't like haram Maccas, goddam
Then Penangites may enjoy us as bah-hoo 



Let us not forget Teoh Beng Hock

Alas, someone in the DAP might have forgotten
The evil that was perpetuated on a young man
By a Nazi-like organization that has been rotten
Yet easily forgiven by a political flash in the pan

All for grubby politics, none for integrity nor justice
For a man slain on the very eve of his wedding day
Oh we weep, what treachery to become so solicitous
To abandon principles, an evil crime now is gainsay

DAP leader Lim Kit Siang shook hands with Rohaizad Yaakob, a top Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC) official to show the opposition’s solidarity with the MACC 

Yet just a year earlier Kit Siang in his article, titled "Malaysians will not rest until justice is done for the killing of Teoh Beng Hock" said DAP and Pakatan Rakyat would continue to highlight the injustice of Teoh Beng Hock’s unresolved murder

what utter bullshit

But I haven't!

When is the MACC going to hand over to the police the person responsible for the untimely death of Teoh Beng Hock?


Remembering Mohd Thaqif

Mohamad Thaqif Amin Mohd Gaddafi 

My name is Mohd Thaqif, I have since left you
Thanks for crying about my sudden departure
Although I wonder whether PAS do feel blue
Maybe they are busy preaching their Rapture

My country proudly produces world class rubber
To permit powerful vehicles to speed, buildings
To withstand earthquakes, but makes me wonder
Why I suffered from a rubber hose, of all things

My parents believe 'twas fate that sent me 'away'
Such is their piety for our god, they blame no one
But wasn't it sceptic infection of legs, as some say
Alas, I won't be around to hear who lost who won

What had led to that infection please do find out
If not for anyone, then to save future generation
So that children like me can study to be devout
To god without accompanying cruel punishment


Keris kueh

Note we ain't no Arabs no more
As can be seen, we are Malays
Ya, we ain't the sheik's mandore
We've given up* our camel days

temporarily, wakakaka

Please vote for us, we of thy bangsa
This applies to you, our pals in PKR
And no camel as we'll use Proton Saga
In Sungai Besar and Kuala Kangsar

We've even celebrated our muktamar 
With a gigantic halal green pulut cake
Yes, we are prepared to go very far
As to use a keris on what was baked

But once the election's over, lose win
We'll ta-ta our Hang Tuah garb adieu
Then once again we'll be happily seen
With a Middle-Eastern camel or two

I miss the massage ... er ...bonking on top of my back 


Recalcitrant no more

I wanted to laugh but instead tears fell in my heart
Then I wanted to cry yet couldn't help but ponder
Of sweet irony in an once arrogant pride torn apart
We can only view his humiliation with pitiful wonder

Once he walked in the corridors of unbridled power
And subjugated even the most highborn to his will
T'was said that many before him were seen to cower
Then when he passed by, even more stood very still

Seen as one who's never wrong in all his decisions
His stately words were considered as precious gold
Countless were ooh’s & aah’s wrapping his visions
But they're all gone now, as the new 'truths' unfold

O How the mighty has fallen, his weapons perished
In his distressed call of help to one so hated before
How he allows his own maruah to be so diminished
With a sad silent cry that he’s recalcitrant no more


Anwar's greatest fear

Anwar Ibrahim's greatest fear is that people will forget him.

 suspect that has been why he has decided to represent himself in the RM100m suit against Nalla so that he keeps himself in the public eye, wakakaka.

And that too has been why his wife, daughters and supporters have frequently raised issues about him, such as nominating him for the Nobel Prize.

Mind you, this proposed nomination might not be a wasted effort as the Norwegian committee for the Nobel Peace Prize has been known to be controversial in awarding the Prize to unexpected people.

Anyway, a kaytee poem for Anwar Ibrahim, wakakaka:

Oh I used to float like a butterfly
and sting like a bee, nay, tebuan*
I can't accept my political goodbye
It's cruel to make me sing like a swan

* being formerly UMNO, wakakaka

This post has been published in my other (socio-political) blog, KTemoc Konsiders.