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| This is my double yearly update. Nothing new..still alive and flinching..and stilll involved in moving images..Yay!
Jesus is hanging on the cross. As he is hanging, he yells, "John, John, come here, quick!"
John hears the voice of his master and came running up to the Lord. As
he gets there the guards catch him, cut off his legs, and throw him
back in the crowd.
Jesus yells again, "John, John, come here quickly, quickly!" So John, crawling on his hands alone, approaches the cross. The guards
catch him again, cut off his arms and throw him back in the crowd.
Jesus yells a third time, "John, John, you must come quickly, time is short, hurry!"
So John with his tremendous faith, using his chin alone, approaches the
cross. The guards do not see him and he gets to the base, flips over
and says, "Yes Lord."
Jesus says, "I can see your house from up here!!!"
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| By Michael Backman
The Age
November 15, 2006
MALAYSIA'S been at it again, arguing about what proportion of the
economy each of its two main races— the Malays and the Chinese — owns.
It's an argument that's been running for 40 years. That wealth and race
are not synonymous is important for national cohesion, but really it's
time Malaysia grew up.
It's a tough world out there and there can be little sympathy for a
country that prefers to argue about how to divide wealth rather than
get on with the job of creating it.
The long-held aim is for 30% of corporate equity to be in Malay
hands, but the figure that the Government uses to justify handing over
huge swathes of public companies to Malays but not to other races is
absurd. It bases its figure on equity valued, not at market value, but
at par value.
Many shares have a par value of say $1 but a market value of $12.
And so the Government figure (18.9% is the most recent figure) is a
gross underestimate. Last month a paper by a researcher at a local
think-tank came up with a figure of 45% based on actual stock prices.
All hell broke loose. The paper was withdrawn and the researcher
resigned in protest. Part of the problem is that he is Chinese.
"Malaysia boleh!" is Malaysia's national catch cry. It translates
to "Malaysia can!" and Malaysia certainly can. Few countries are as
good at wasting money. It is richly endowed with natural resources and
the national obsession seems to be to extract these, sell them off and
then collectively spray the proceeds up against the wall.
This all happens in the context of Malaysia's grossly inflated sense of its place in the world.
Most Malaysians are convinced that the eyes of the world are on
their country and that their leaders are world figures. This is thanks
to Malaysia's tame media and the bravado of former prime minister
Mahathir
Mohamad. The truth is, few people on the streets of London or New
York could point to Malaysia on a map much less name its prime minister
or capital city.
As if to make this point, a recent episode of The Simpsons features
a newsreader trying to announce that a tidal wave had hit some place
called Kuala Lumpur. He couldn't pronounce the city's name and so made
up one, as if no-one cared anyway. But the joke was on the script
writers — Kuala Lumpur is inland.
Petronas, the national oil company is well run, particularly when
compared to the disaster that passes for a national oil company in
neighbouring Indonesia. But in some respects, this is Malaysia's
problem. The very success of Petronas means that it is used to
underwrite all manner of excess.
The KLCC development in central Kuala Lumpur is an example. It
includes the Twin Towers, the tallest buildings in the world when they
were built, which was their point. It certainly wasn't that there was
an office shortage in Kuala Lumpur — there wasn't.
Malaysians are very proud of these towers. Goodness knows why. They
had little to do with them. The money for them came out of the ground
and the engineering was contracted out to South Korean companies. They
don't even run the shopping centre that's beneath them. That's handled
by Australia's Westfield.
Next year, a Malaysian astronaut will go into space aboard a
Russian rocket — the first Malay in space. And the cost? $RM95 million
($A34.3 million), to be footed by Malaysian taxpayers. The Science and
Technology Minister has said that a moon landing in 2020 is the next
target, aboard a US flight. There's no indication of what the Americans
will charge for this, assuming there's even a chance that they will
consider it. But what is Malaysia getting by using the space programs
of others as a taxi service? There are no obvious technical benefits,
but no doubt Malaysians will be told once again, that they are
"boleh".The trouble is, they're not. It's not their space program.
Back in July, the Government announced that it would spend $RM490
million on a sports complex near the London Olympics site so that
Malaysian athletes can train there and "get used to cold weather". But
the summer Olympics are held in the summer.
So what is the complex's real purpose? The dozens of goodwill
missions by ministers and bureaucrats to London to check on the
centre's construction and then on the athletes while they train might
provide a
clue.
Bank bale outs, a formula one racing track, an entire new capital
city — Petronas has paid for them all.It's been an orgy of nonsense
that Malaysia can ill afford.
Why? Because Malaysia's oil will run out in about 19 years. As it
is, Malaysia will become a net oil importer in 2011 — that's just five
years away.
So it's in this context that the latest debate about race and wealth is so sad.
It is time to move on, time to prepare the economy for life after
oil. But, like Nero fiddling while Rome burned, the Malaysian
Government is more interested in stunts like sending a Malaysian into
space when Malaysia's inadequate schools could have done with the cash,
and arguing about wealth distribution using transparently ridiculous
statistics.
That's not Malaysia "boleh", that's Malaysia "bodoh" (stupid).
ends
http://www.michaelbackman.com/LatestAgeColumn2.html
* very true
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| Its been a month since i've entered something here. SO much has happened. Places i've depart and arrive. People that i've left and met. Its a whole new chapter. The Working Life...sigh.
The transition from study to working life seems so surreal. For the past 10 years or so, all i had to do was study. I felt great knowing that i had finally finished my studies. The last two weeks in Melbourne was the best. Not tied down with work and assignments. Just me spending time with frens and loved ones. The last week was depressing. The thought of leaving melbourne was overwhelmingly sad. But what can i do...life's pushing me from the back moving forward with my life. And so i departed Melbourne on the 20th of Aug. 3pm flight.
And now back to KL. Moving on a couple of weeks. I've gotten myself a job in a production house. There's no more guidance in doing wut i do. Feeling a little lost. everyone goes through this rite. First day of work and i finish at 1am. a 14 hour work day. GrEAT. Aint complaining. I'm doing what i like most. motion design and filming. But somehow i dont see myself working in Msia in the future. I'm going to continue studies in a few years time. I'm sure everyone will agree that student life is the bestest part of all. Fuck the screaming lecturers. You know u enjoy it.
Let the chapter end begin.
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| What a way to DIE
Suck Death
Descriptions:
Die of internal bleeding from testical result in lost of blood, sperms and the whole male sex organ(penis). This is cause by too much suction in a particular area creating partial vacuum. The power of suction is said to be equal to 2 blackholes. In rare occation the whole male sex organ will be remove completely exposing the urinary bladder and instestine.
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| I'M DONE!
finally! more updates later on tonight. hope to upload my final video here. stay tuned | | |
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