#PAS tin milo

[kazifatagar]

How much will you donate to Mastura?

PAS secretary-general Takiyuddin Hassan issued an internal directive supporting Mastura, a PAS leader, emphasizing that her actions were in line with party duties and not personal malice. To address a legal judgment against her, the party initiated a “jihad donation drive,” mandating specific fundraising targets: RM500 for central committee members and branches, and RM20,000 for state chapters…

[miyuu1waa]

" Ba't ba naman ako matatakot? "

" Ba't ba naman ako matatakot? " ------------------------------------------------

A jeongcheol AU: Sa munting nayon nina Choy may nakakalat na kwento na mayroong halimaw na naglilibot sa gubat ng bundok malapit sa kanila.

Eh ano ba naman ang pake ni Choy sa munting kwento na iyan?

Sabi-sabi lamang iyan, at saka wala namang pagkakataon na magkakaroon siya ng sitwasyon na may kinalaman dyan…diba?

1. May Halimaw raw?

“ Bibili po....tao po?! ” paulit-ulit na sinasabi ni Tin, ang kaibigan ng pamangkin ni Choy.

Halos magtatatlong minuto na si Tin na tumatawag at nakatambay sa sari sari store ni lola Marie, pero wala paring taong lumalabas.

“ Ano ba yan! Hoy Bojork ikaw na nga yung magbenta, di parin lumalabas si Kuya Choy ” 

“ Ha..ako? “ usal ni Bojork, ang anim na taong gulang na pamangkin ni Choy.

“ Ayoko Tin, mapapagalitan na naman ako ni Tito, at diba sabi ko sayo na batak yan mag puyat, mahimbing pa yang natutulog. ” 

“ Hay nako, bahala na nga ” umupo na lamang si Tin sa batong upuan ng sari sari store, na muli naman itong nag salita “ Huy, Bojork ”

“ Ano nanaman yun Tin? ” sagot ng kaibigan habang tinatanaw at binibilang ang mga langgam sa sahig.

“ Narinig mo naba na mayroong halimaw na nakatira sa bundok ‘pay? ” (‘pay as in tinapay…hehe-)

“ Ha?? Anong pinagsasabi mo.. baka tinatakot mo nanaman ako Tin!”

“ Hindi no! ang sabi daw ni kuya Seo saakin na may halimaw na naninirahan sa gubat ng bundok ‘pay. At bumababa ito sa mga gabi kapag bilog ang buwan para kunin yung mga bata na hindi sumusunod sa mas nakakatanda, yung mga pasaway ” salpot ni Tin sa bintang ng kaibigan niya.

“ ...bakit ba niya kinukuha ang mga pasaway na bata? ” Takot na tanong ni Bojork.

“ Hehehe, para…GAWIN SILANG MGA TINAPAY!! ” sigaw ni Tin sabay taas ang kanyang mga kamay para takutin lalo yung mas nakababata.

“ WWAAAAAAAAAAA-”

“ HAHAHAHAHA- ”

“ HOY! ang iingay nyo! Alas dyes pa lamang ng umaga! ” sigaw ni Choy.

…

Ayown, lumabas na rin ang bagong gising na tindero - - meet Choy! Ang main character ng kwento natin ngayon. Isang mabait? at basagulerong (na somehow may katorpehan din) tagabantay ng minamahal na sari sari store ng kanyang lola Marie. (Hehe sige back to the story na)

…

“ Tito Choy! tinatakot nanaman ako ni Tin, UE..ueueue “ iyak ng kanyang cute na pamangkin.

“ Ano..? “ Tanong ni Choy habang kinakamot ang mata nya. Masyado pang maaga para sa kanya na mag handle ng gulo.

“Ay lumabas na rin kayo kuya! Good morning!! Pabili nga po pala si mama ng isang packet ng toyo, dalawang mantika, asin, paminta, betsin, isang luya, tatlong itlog, apat na sibuyas, dalawang bawang, tatlong kamatis, tatlong sardinas, magluluto kasi si mama ng miswa! At saka tatlong packet ng milo, dalawang bearbrand, isang cornedbeep, ano pa nga yun.. “ sabi ng bata habang umaaksyon siya na parang nag iisip.

“ AHA ! ”

“ ..A..ha..? ”

“ Isang packet ng toothpaste, ang may dalawa sa isang sachet at tatlong packet ng shampoo. Yung kulay orange, ‘yun o! At ‘yun lang po “ masayang sinabi ni Tin.

“🧍🏻” hindi at wala yun na process ng utak ni Choy.

“ Teka lang, bagong gising pa yung tao, let's take it one step at a time, eyy, galing ko no? “ kahit antok pa yan, hindi mawawala ang pagbo-boost ng sarili. Si Choy na nga yan.

“ Ang corny mo tito, pero totoo ba? Na may halimaw sa bundok ‘pay?? Tito Choyy natatakot ako ueUEueue, mabait naman akong bata diba? ” iyak ni Bojork.

“ Oo talagang may hamlimaw, at kukunin ka no’n kasi ang kulit mo at napakapasaway! “ Matawang niyang sinabi sabay kirot ang namumulang ilong ni Bojork.

“ Aray tito! Ha?!? “ tinakpan niya ang kanyang ilong at nagtanong muli “ Tin mabait naman akong bata diba?! ”

“ Mabait ka naman na kaibigan pero hindi ko mababasi kasi di naman ako ang nag aalaga sayo Bojork, pero ako, magiging masunurin na ako! Kita mo naman na sinusunod ko ang utos ni mama na bumili dito! “

“ …UeuEueue! Lolaaa, ayaw ko pong kunin ako ng halimaw ueueuee- “ sabi ni Bojork na paiyak na pumasok sa bahay nila papunta sa lola niya.

“ Hay nakong batang ‘yon. Tin, ano ba naman ang kinwento mo kay Bojork? “ tanong ni Choy sa batang hinihintay ang mga bagay na inilista niya.

“ Ang kwento tungkol sa halimaw na tumitira sa bundok ‘pay kuya! Sabi kasi ni Kuya Seo na sobrang nakakatakot niya! At kapag mag-eye contact ho kayo, mawawalan ka ng malay! “

“ Ahhw sus, ‘di naman yan totoo.. “ 

“ Paano nyo po nasabi kuya? “ 

“ Kasi kwento-kwento lamang yan ng mga taga rito, ‘wag kang maniwala dyan, atsaka gusto ko lang “ sabi ni Choy habang kinuha niya ang listahan..

 “ Pero anywayz, ulitin mo nga yung sinabi mong bibilhin mo “ pangiti niyang sinabi.

“ Kuya naman ihh, ang hirap mo baka ito ang dahilan ba't wala kang jowa “ reklamo ni Tin habang kinakamot ang ulo niya.

Umaksyon lamang ang binata na pa-offend sa sinabi ng mas nakakabata. Ay, bat parang kasalanan ko?? Bagong gising nga, gaganyanin mo agad-agad, ano akala mo saakin, si batman?? 

“ Sabi mo magiging mabait ka na, ba't ang sama-sama mo sa akin. “ huhu 

“ Sinabi ko lang yung totoo kuya Choy, sabi rin kasi ni mama na, ‘ being honest is being kind ‘ pero ok lang yan kuya, lahat naman takot sa inyo ih hehe. “

….anong connect?? Sabi ni Choy sa isip niya.

“Bwisit kang bata ka, ang kulit mo, sabihin mo na nga ulit ang kailangan ni Aling Rosa “ 

“ Sige po kuya, dahan dahan kong sasabihin para makuha nyo ho “ wika ng bata.

“ Ay ikaw! “ paturong usal ng binata na unti unting ng naiinis “ Bilisan mo na nga! “

“ Oum okey sige po kuya! “ Huminga ng malalim ang bata tas.. “ isangpacketngtoyodalawang mantikaasinpaminta- “

Jusko po. Suko na ako.

…

At ganyan nagsimula ang magandang at mapayapang umaga ni Choy. Planado niya na ang gagawin nya sa buong araw, maglaro ng ml at manood ng mukbang ng buong hapon habang nagbabantay ng sari sari store at matutulog na kapag umabot na ng madaling araw :) 

Yan ang nakatatak sa isipan ni Choy, yan naman ang palagi niyang ginagawa. Syempre, except lang kapag inuutusan siya ng kanyang lola, mahal na mahal niya yan eh. 

pero For Sure, walang mangyayari na ikakasira ng kanyang plano. Sinigurado nya sa kanyang sarili.

[musicaltranscriptions]

Lamprogiannis Pefanis ● Stefanos Fevgalas

Musical Transcriptions IV

Songs and Tunes of the Cyclades

ISMN 979-0-69151-831-1

Pages: 304

Size: 210 x 297 mm

order: https://www.panasmusic.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=1867

CONTENTS

Biographical Notes

Foreword

Explanatory note

EASTERN CYCLADES

Andros

Ta matia sou dyo thalasses

Den zoun t' aidonia

Balos «Sol Matzore»

Skopos tou gamou kai syrtos

Vlepo karavia ki erchontai

Balos «Re Matzore»

Agoures ntomates

Balos «Si bemol»

Sousta

Tinos

Barmpounaki

Balos

Mavro Gemeni

Syros

Pexe tsabouna dynata

To loukaki

To chorio

Mykonos

Varka

Ano Mera

Kefalonitika

Irthen o kalos mou

Ston argaleio

Tis triantafyllias ta fylla

Kyra daskala

Sousta mykoniatiki

Paros

Ma 'go elega na min to po

Palios argos syrtos

Koimat' i nyfi ki o gampros

Balos

Otan imouna deka eton korasi

Naxos

Tsabouna aperathitiki

Agapa me na s' agapo

Perivolaris

Aperathitiki patinada

Vlacha

Mes s' ena vathy lagkadi

Balos

Agie mou Giorgi ap' to nisi

Kathomai me tsi filoi mou

Palia aperathitiki Vlacha

Ston Artemona

Naxiotikos balos

Kotsakia

Chramaki aperathitiko

Ola ta panta allaxane

Filotitiki Vlacha

Vitzileadistikos

Achi achi

Donousa

Mantinada

Schoinousa

Afou yparchei thanatos

Amorgos

Oso vathia ein' i thalassa

Smyrneikos

Apokrianos

Syrianos

Aigialitiki mantinada

Ydreikos

Ithela na 'mouna pouli

Tou Kitsou i mana

Thermiotikos syrtos

Santorini

Kame pouli mou apomoni

Balos

Gi' akousete na sas epo

Tou dromou

Disticha

Repati

WESTERN CYCLADES

Milos

O mylos thelei mylona

Chryso dentri sou ferame

Sti Milo kai stin Kimolo

Kimolos

Echeis dyo matia san elies

Skopos tis proikas kai tou dromou

Kathenas me tin tychi tou

Gampre mou kalorizikos

Ola t’ asteria

I rima tou gamproudaki

Ela na ta moirastoume

Echeis dyo matia mavra kai megala

Sifnos

Ai n-Igias

Cherronisos

Fasolis

Nyfi mou kaloriziki

Akrida

St' Ai Markouriou

[Makinada] tou gamprou

Ola ta triantafylla

Kalamathianos

Ornitha

Mi me derneis mana

Soultanis

I trechantira

Parianeikos

Kanaraki mou

Chasaposerviko

Aneveno kateveno

Silyvrianos

Ta vorina

[Martasaki] tis koumparas

Apo ta chthes to Deilino

Stin Agia Morkella

Akoma den emisepses

Mylopotamitissa

Balos minore

Serifos

Varda vounakia

Mes sto trito to plorio

Zacharias

Potamos

Trelainomai manoula mou

Nikolis

Poios asikis

Melachrino

Balos

Giannoula

Pergantis

Erinio Katerinio

Trechantiraki

Kythnos

Pare Mario ti roka sou

Tis triantafyllias ta fylla

Ta melitzania

Giarmeri kai giarmera

Basvanikos

Eicha mian agapi

O Mais

Skopos tou argaleiou

Tou synnefou ta nera

Esy me vasanizeis

Sas 'finoume kalinychtia

Thermiotes opou eisaste

Klosa ta poulia

Ton sympetheron

Kinisa na 'rtho ena vrady

Gampre mou se parakalo

San tis Orias to kastro

Aspri itan i karotsa

Ston Agio Konstantino

Balos tis kaintas

Stou Voria to balkonaki

Minyse mou na sou steilo

To cheri sou to pachoulo

Tha pa' na vro tous potamous

Mori kopela

I Elli

Skopos tou trapeziou

Kale antes

Kea

Aspra podaria

Agogiatiko

Kato sto Rokomeno

Sources

Singers and musicians index

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Magicsticks & Olamide - Entertain Me Lyrics

Magicsticks & Olamide - Entertain Me Lyrics You′re so intentional  Body on point like decimal  Te'shan mo, tesi na  Definite decking, it′s spicy na (pepper-pepper) Shawty, you're amazing  Me 'bout the blazing  Typed out of hones if it′s a magazine  Where the money gone? Jekidiyen gbon Tune into the king of sounds and blues) Shape sound, no sound, omo joor-joor Entertain me jor Omo, no thinking, no salary l′awon alaye mi jor You be ogba dancer, eyan Tee Dollar, no dey play me jor (omo werey) Mm-mmm, baby jor Elese jabata, sh'oma jo d′Alaka? K'oma yun biti lapalapa Oya, jo papa-pa, k′oma roll papa-pa Big money, spending, konshe owo tata-ta T'aba tin na′wo fun e, k'oma ko papa-pa (papa-pa) O por gan, konshe owo tata-ta Oya, jo papa-pa, k'oma roll papa-pa Big money, spending, konshe owo tata-ta Jen ma ko fun e, koba Omo tio gallant, I no dey carry dem like Uber I pray to Lion of Judah Make I no go start to dey worship this yansh like kuda Oh my Dracula Omoyi ma suck mi dry, Olohun ma jen ku bayi The gravitation when you do that, make me dey shoot that The bumbum ikebe na super ′Cause of this bumbum, I can trek to Shilo Omo t′oba fine, oun l'oma fi polowo Milo 50 kilo, soft like pillow Kupe-kupe bi bambam, shii, Awilo Ukwu, e be Bullion Van Sh′oni OnlyFans? Kin da s'awon t′emi, k'olo far Ayy, amuludun (amuludun), inumidun (inumidun) Kin da s′awon t'emi, k'olo far (far-far) Entertain me jor Omo, no thinking, no salary l′awon alaye mi jor You be ogba dancer, eyan Tee Dollar, no dey play me jor (omo werey) Mm-mmm, baby jor Elese jabata, sh′oma jo d'Alaka? K′oma yun biti lapalapa Oya, jo papa-pa, k'oma roll papa-pa Big money, spending, konshe owo tata-ta T′aba tin na'wo fun e, k′oma ko papa-pa (papa-pa) O por gan, konshe owo tata-ta Oya, jo papa-pa, k'oma roll papa-pa Big money, spending, konshe owo tata-ta Omo tio gallant, I no dey carry dem like Uber Make I no go start to dey worship this yansh like kuda Omoyi ma suck mi dry, Olohun ma jen ku bayi Make me dey shoot that The bumbum ikebe na super You're so intentional Tune into the king of sounds and blues Read the full article

[ghostsandmirrors]

"Been fuckin' hit harder, too," he said with a hint of a laugh, undeniably entertained as he moved with Milo to get to the bathroom, determined to not be too difficult. Milo didn't have to help him, he reminded himself for a moment as he leaned against the counter carefully--not wanting to lean on it and possibly damage it--so he'd behave. For once.

The temptation to not behave was high, but he did as he was told regardless of his raised eyebrows--still being careful to avoid causing any damage--and sat on the chair with a small shake of his head, just so that his feelings that this was ridiculous were known without him having to say anything.

He was nodding along with the explanation, watched with mild interest; it was important that he knew what was happening, else the alarms would start blaring in his brain, but the dissociation had kicked back in.

"Never had one." He could remember the tin, though; his dad would buy them all the time. There was never a time that little tin wasn't on the kitchen table or the windowsill of their apartment and always in the same spot. "Pa's thin'," he added as explanation when he realised it'd probably help if Milo at least knew that he understood. The description was accurate, though, and appreciated.

There was a pause as he narrowed his eyes jokingly at Milo, still floaty but grounded enough to be paying attention. "You just been lookin' for a reason to get my shirt off," he said as if suspecting him of something. "There's nothin'." A lie, and probably an obvious one, but he wasn't comfortable with this and it'd heal quickly enough as it was. That is, quickly enough for him, since he wasn't planning on doing any wrestling anytime soon.

"Yeah, I'm sure you've seen worse, ya big toughguy," Milo replied sardonically, grunting as he helped Bucky into the apartment. He led them directly to the bathroom, and leaned his friend against the counter, then rushed to the other room, and grabbed a chair. He brought it back, and set it next to Bucky, pointing. "You just sit there, and you don't move until I say you can, you got that, Mister?" He smirked as he realized he sounded a little like his Gran, tending to him when he would get some cut or bruise, growing up. Appropriate, he thought, as he pulled a small basket out from under the counter, and looked through some small potion bottles he'd learned how to make from his Gran.

"This will help bruising heal faster," he said, as he wet some cotton balls from one of the bottles. "It won't sting like rubbing alcohol, or anything. Should just feel really cool to the touch, like eating an altoid, but on your skin," he said, giving his friend a smile in the mirror. Very carefully, so not to put pressure on the wounds, he dobbed the bruises on Bucky's face with the potion. "You're gonna have to take the shirt off, so I can deal with those injuries, too."

[prohibitionprincesses]

Tin Audrey 

Atlantic City, New Jersey 

After the Atlantis adventure in 1914, the teenage Audrey Ramirez and her father finally had the money to open their garage business. That business is exploding a decade later, when Audrey and America are both in their ‘20s. 

Automobiles, once a luxury item for the rich, are now mainstream commodities. Countless other nick-knacks like clocks and stoves are being brought into the shop for Audrey to work on. And of course, the item now flying off shelves faster than any other, radios. Many wrinkle their noses at a female mechanic, in a time when most women won’t even pump their own gasoline, while others just treat her as an amusing oddity. In fact, Audrey Ramirez isn’t the only female mechanic; over in Australia, mechanic and inventor Alice Anderson has been running her own business since the 1910s. (adb.anu.edu.au/biography/ander…) She and Audrey become pen pals, and Alice gives Audrey some helpful advice. Back home, Audrey earns the affectionate nickname "Tin Audrey," a play on Henry Ford's model "Tin Lizzie."  

But Audrey and Pa still aren’t rich, and have to make ends meet. In fact, all of the old team from the Atlantis adventure still have to work for a living, due partially to many of the treasures they gained going to museums or being confiscated by the government via technicalities. The group stays in touch, and is secretly still in business. Old Cookie, it turns out, is much better at brewing liquor than food, and creates the group’s assets. The Mole does much of the transportation, and creating tunnels for that endeavor. Vinnie takes care of the “competition,” with his versatile knowledge of weaponry and explosives. In gang warfare, Joshua Sweet can assist in both treating gunshot wounds and distributing them, as a former war doctor. Wilhelmina Packard is the company secretary, securing important connections, and occasionally helping out with the bootlegging in her stockings and bodice. Meanwhile, mechanic Audrey designs the secret contraptions in the cars, radios, and other knickknacks, to transport the illegal rum. Where else does the old/new gang conduct this new business, but Atlantic City, New Jersey. The irony is a delightful inside joke for the group.  

When Kida and Milo revisit the surface during the Roaring Twenties, the only thing that surprises them is Audrey wearing makeup and a dress. But Audrey hasn't seen conflict between femininity and comfort for years now. The loose baggy wardrobes and convenient bob haircuts aren't much different than the look Audrey sported as the mechanic Milo met back in 1914. The fashionable gloves of the new era hide her scared hands and scraggly fingernails. Audrey still faces sexism and racism daily, but compared to the previous decade, the Roaring Twenties suit her well.

AN: As mentioned in Kida's entry, I used "Atlantis" as an opportunity to play with some dress types I wouldn't be using on others in this series. The baggier dress styles wound up being perfect for Audrey. In fact, her entire look in the movie--baggy overalls, gloves, a hat, and her shorter (for the time period) hair--almost makes her a proto-flapper.

[themurphyzone]

Oneshot: Mascot Murphy

“So what did you need me for again?” Milo asked, glancing over his shoulder at the water fountain Melissa had pulled him away from. A leak sprung from the side, covering the floor in a metallic-tasting liquid. “I hope we aren’t above the cooking class….”

Right on cue, screaming erupted from the cooking classroom.

“They’ll be fine. Mr. Ortega probably has a skill he got from ‘The War’,” Melissa said, trying to make a dramatic face, and Milo burst out laughing at her exaggerated pout. “Anyway, I just need you to establish a buffer zone so I can grab a few boxes from my candy stash. I wasn’t expecting sour gummy turtles to be so popular this week, but hey, profits are profits.”

“Okay, but why do you need a buffer zo-“ Milo wondered, almost stumbling into Mort’s back. He took note of the crowd that had gathered around the bulletin by Coach Mitchell’s office. “Sorry. Hey, what’s going on here?”

A dozen heads turned at the sound of Milo’s voice, and the crowd whispered nervously to each other and quickly stepped to the far side of the hall.

“Thanks,” Melissa grinned. “I’ll be right back.”

She slipped into the girl’s locker room from the pathway that had opened up.

“Coach Mitchell’s holding tryouts after school for someone to wear the gecko mascot outfit at the game tomorrow,” Mort explained. “You know, since Paulie’s really…not up for it at the moment.”

Everyone knew that Paulie was still recovering from the sewer rat incident. Since he still freaked out at anything that involved the rodent family, Coach Mitchell and Principal Milder had agreed to find a substitute Gecko for this week’s game. Mostly because the opposing team used a field mouse as their mascot and they didn’t want to terrify the poor guy into becoming a recluse for the rest of his life.

“Yeah, sounds reasonable,” Milo admitted. “Poor guy. Maybe I should try out for the position! I’ve always wanted to stick to walls like one of those cheap sticky hands you get out of the capsules from the grocery store!”

He eagerly scribbled his name on the bottom of the sign-up form. Many of his classmates’ eyes widened to comical proportions, and one of the 8th graders passed out. 

Then Melissa emerged from the locker room, her backpack bulging slightly with the corners of several boxes sticking out. She followed their looks of fear back to the sign-up form. “Oh, that explains it. Well if it cheers you guys up, I’ve got more sour gummy turtles. That’ll be two dollars a pack please.”

As several people dug into their pockets and bags for money, Mort simply watched them from the side. “I’m getting mixed signals from their aura. Their excitement for sour gummy turtles is punctuated by dread.”

The PA rang loudly, shaking Mrs. Murawski out of another desk-induced stupor. “Now I’ll never know what Oakley was gonna say!” she yelled. “I am so having a word with you, Elizabeth!”

Principal Milder’s voice crackled through the old speakers, and some people in the class covered their ears. “There’s been a change of plans. Because Milo Murphy was the only student whose name was not scratched out or colored over with red pen…seriously people. You’re in middle school. It’s possible to erase properly without tearing up the sheet of paper or getting red pen all over the bulletin. Anyway, he gets the part.” She didn’t bother disguising her deep sigh. “Look, if you’re participating in the game, try not to do anything that requires an ambulance or gets the attention of the school board. Milo Murphy, report to the gym after school for practice and the rest of you bring your personal shields just in case. Thank you.”

Bradley scoffed, glaring at Milo across the room. “So how are you gonna pull this one off? Covering yourself with merch from the other team won’t work this time since you’re our mascot. I predict we’ll lose by at least a hundred points.”

Melissa clicked her tongue at him. “Oh ye of little faith. The game hasn’t started yet and you’re already so certain we’ll lose.”

“I’m just being realistic,” Bradley said. “One little fluke’s not going to suddenly give us a winning streak.”

“Wait and see, Bradley,” Melissa smirked. “Prepare to eat those words tomorrow night.”

“Geckos! Geckos! We got class, we’re gonna climb right up your glass!” Milo cheered as he took a flying leap for the glass pane. It shattered before he could make contact, and Milo fell onto a spare blue mat.

“Yeah, we aren’t going to win,” Coach Mitchell muttered.

Principal Milder coughed from the bleachers.

A smile quickly spread across Coach Mitchell’s face. “Uh, I mean we’re gonna win! And I can’t think of anything peppy to say right now so please stop giving me that death glare!”

“I’m only going to stop sitting in on your practices when you stop giving your players self-fulfilling prophecies,” Principal Milder said. “In addition to seeing the cost of the damages Milo Murphy causes so I can fudge it with the school board later.”

“Sorry about that,” Milo said. “But look on the bright side! A limo didn’t plow into the gym at least!”

The cheerleaders and football players screamed as cracks appeared in the floor around them, jumping out of the way as the tiles collapsed. Just as everyone managed to scramble for safety, a mass of squashed milk cartons and tin cans rose from the hole.

“Hey, how do you like my subterranean submarine?” Scott shouted to the group. “With this vessel I will RULE! ALL! OF! SUBTERRANOUS! Terranous, terranous….”

Everyone stared at him.

Scott scoffed. “Fine. Tough crowd. I’ll go find someone who appreciates this kinda stuff.”

Then he disappeared back into the hole, taking the massive amount of garbage with him.

“Right, let’s ignore that and get back to practice,” Coach Mitchell muttered.

“Okay!” Milo cheered. “Geckos! Geckos!”

As he tried to leap over a hurdle, his tail caught on the frame and sent him tumbling head over heels into a wall. “I’m okay!” Milo yelled. The gecko suit did a good job cushioning the impact, even though his tail hog-tied all his limbs together so he could barely move. 

“Doom….” Coach Mitchell sobbed into Principal Milder’s shoulder.

“Milo, are you sure you don’t need any help?” Zack asked as he watched Milo hop around the empty bus as he tried to put on the gecko suit.

Milo tripped over a seat, his legs flailing in the air while he pulled up the fabric. “Don’t worry! If I can manage a huge, poofy ballroom dress, I can handle this just fine! Seriously, you’d be surprised how easy it is to get lost underneath several pounds of fabric.”

After several minutes, he managed to get his arms in the suit as well. Milo reached over his back for the gecko head, but found that he couldn’t get a grip on it. Zack pulled it on for him.

“Thanks!” Milo exclaimed. “To the field!”

“And you’ve got the detachable tail if you’re in a pinch,” Zack reminded him as they got off the bus.

Milo nodded. “I know, right! You guys are just full of surprises.” The tail popped off, thrashing wildly and tripping students who’d come to the game before taking out the tire of the school bus. The bus crashed to the ground, a fire springing from the engine.

“Moving on,” Zack said as they headed to the field. “Just try not to land yourself in the hospital this time.”

“I make no promises!” Milo exclaimed.

Zack joined the huddle of football players who were listening to Coach Mitchell run over the game plan. “Hey, Milo!” Melissa called from the stands. Everyone else had moved to the highest seats, nervously checking over their shoulders for any sign of Murphy’s Law.

“Melissa! What’s up?” Milo asked.

Melissa gave him the ‘I have a plan’ smile. “So, I did a little recon on the Field Mice of Fieldmouse Middle School. Which is a pretty uncreative name when I say it out loud like that, but that’s besides the point. Their mascot is Lola Sundergard, your female doppelganger we ran into at the recycling factory. At the end of the second quarter, you two will swap places. And the Geckos win yet another game! So what do you think?”

“Wouldn’t they notice the switch?” Milo asked.

“I’ve already met up with my counterpart, Melanie,” Melissa shrugged. “She’s agreed to facilitate the trade as well. Though if I know my counterparts, she’s probably got a plan of her own. I’m not really sure. She seemed a little too eager to make the trade. Oh, well. It’ll work. Just you wait and see.”

“Presenting the Jefferson County Middle School Geckos and the Fieldmouse Middle School Field Mice!

“Okay, meet up with you later! I’m on!” Milo yelled over his shoulder at Melissa as he did the traditional sprint around the football team. “Go Geck-ACK!” He tripped over a football that had been lying out in the field, sending him sprawling onto the turf.

“Geckos!” Milo cheered one more time before running off the field and joining the cheerleaders.

By the end of the second quarter, neither team had scored. Mostly because the goalposts being on fire, the bats occasionally diving into people’s faces to get an insect, and the giant robots which occasionally fired laser beams in random directions drove people away from the end zones.

While everyone else was distracted by the defunded marching band, Milo hopped over the gate to join Melissa. “Something’s up with the other team,” Melissa noted. “I don’t get it. They should’ve been mercilessly crushing us. Anyway, our rendezvous point is behind the concessions stand. We debated setting it by the restrooms, but I don’t think you’d appreciate nasty public restroom water all over the suit. Then again, I didn’t launch into the details of how exactly we beat the Tigers either.”

Melanie and Lola were already waiting for them behind the stands.

“So, you didn’t back out on our deal,” Melanie said. She leaned coolly on a railing, popping her gum at them. “Okay. Let’s trade mascots.”

“Now why would I back out?” Melissa asked innocently. “We both agreed this would be a hilarious prank on both schools once they realize the switch.”

Melanie shrugged. “Whatever you say.”

“It’s like Melanie has a secret twin who’s just as clever as her,” Lola marveled. “So, we’re switching now?”

It took five minutes to get Milo out of the gecko suit since the zipper was stuck, but with a little teamwork from the girls and a generous amount of popcorn butter, they finally managed.

“Shouldn’t geckos have tails?” Lola asked, holding up the empty gecko suit. “What happened to it?”

“It’s an old suit and our school’s underfunded,” Melissa said. “It’s only natural for some parts to be frayed.”

“Here’s some popcorn butter roller,” Milo said, tossing Lola what appeared to be a lint roller. “It’s like a lint roller, but it absorbs popcorn butter!”

Thankfully, the mouse suit was a lot easier to put on. Milo and Lola stood side-by-side as Melissa and Melanie adjusted the heads to mask the slight differences in their facial features. By the time they finished, the football players were gathering on the field for the start of the third quarter.

“We’ll meet back here after the game,” Melissa said, winking at Milo as she led Lola back to their side of the stadium. “Well, you look like a fully hatched Gecko now, so I just need to make sure you know the main cheer so you’ll blend in.”

“Looks like you’re a field mouse now,” Melanie said. “How’s it feel to trade one prey animal for another?”

Milo tugged on his tail curiously. “Is this detachable too?”

“Nope, but it squeaks if you press the button on your hand,” Melanie said. “Try it out.”

Milo pushed it, only to flinch and hold his hand as far from his body as he could when the button emitted a loud, high-pitched sound. Everyone in the vicinity screamed and covered their ears as all of the lights blew out in the stadium.

“Everyone stay calm and don’t panic!” the announcer shouted. “If you need me, I’ll be in my secret totally not-a-panic-room.”

“Maybe we should check the power supply first,” Milo suggested, quickly crushing the small box to stop the sound.

“Everyone, grab hold of me!” Milo shouted to the Fieldmouse cheerleaders behind him. They latched on to him quickly, and he swung a rope up to the bleachers. He hauled himself into the stands, helping the other cheerleaders escape the feral cats below. “You girls okay?”

“We had no idea you could do that, Lola!” a blonde girl exclaimed. “Can you teach me someday?”

Milo chuckled. “Well, you see-“

Thankfully, Melanie came to his rescue. “Okay, ladies!” she clapped her hands and pointed down to the field. “You have some important cheering to do! Get down to the field and squeak like you mean it!”

The other girls glanced nervously at the feral cats, who were still circling the track nearby.  

“You might want to take these,” Milo suggested. He handed every cheerleader two balls of yarn. “Cause when the cats are away, the Field Mice will cheer during play!”

A blonde girl with braces giggled behind her pom-poms. “Ooh that’s a good one! Can we start using it?”

Milo nodded. “Yeah, go for it!”

As they watched the cheerleaders resume their positions on the field, Melanie gave Milo a thumbs-up. “Congratulations on besting the Kitty’s Curse,” she said. “We should be dealing with at least five more tonight. Six if the escargot vendor slips.”

“Five more?” Milo asked, ducking when a Gecko’s helmet flew over his head.

Melanie counted on her fingers as she lifted off a slew of various curses. “Lightbulb curse, country music curse, xylophone curse, pom-pom curse, and the one our team is banking on tonight, the Emu’s Curse.”

Milo whistled. “That’s a lot of curses.”

“Yup. Lola and I agreed on this switch so we could break the Emu’s Curse on our team,” Melanie said. “We’ve had it since the beginning of the season, when a herd of emus carried off our assistant coach. We’ll never be able to win a game unless we can break it.”

“So that’s why Melissa said she thought you guys were plotting something,” Milo mused. “And while we’re revealing secrets, this is the second time I’ve dressed as someone from the opposing school to win a game.”

There was only five minutes left in the game, and the teams were still tied with zero points each. It would probably be going into overtime.

Permanent overtime, Milo realized. The game would continue forever if nobody scored. And they would probably have to draft a new government, create the rules for a new society within the cheap stadium walls, try not to inevitably dissolve into anarchy….

“We heard about your victory over the Tigers. The news spread around the district like wildfire. We wondered how a team who holds the district record for a thousand straight losses and counting could even win against a group of sweaty adults,” Melanie paused, tapping her chin in thought. “Hold on. My school has never played the Geckos before tonight due to you being infamous around the city. They know all about the Emu’s Curse too. So why did they schedule us to play against each other?”

Milo shrugged. “Maybe someone forgot to look into it?”

Melanie raised an eyebrow. “That’s the best case scenario. But the staff of Fieldmouse Middle School are timid, much like their namesake. They wouldn’t take responsibility if someone was injured. There’s a third player somewhere. And we better find out who it is before this game goes on for an eternity. And believe me, that’s not a hyperbole.”

Tempers were running high and energy was nonexistent as the game dragged into the third overtime period. The cheerleaders from both sides were benched and refused to cheer anymore, and the tuba player on the Gecko side had keeled over from the sheer weight of his instrument.

“Just score and don’t die out there!” the Fieldmouse coach ordered.

Coach Mitchell picked Zack and Mort to provide enough water to Randy, who was too weak to drag himself over to the water tank.

Milo and Melanie used the opportunity to meet up with Melissa and Lola behind the concessions stand again. Melissa yawned loudly, not bothering to cover her mouth. Lola had lost the Gecko head somehow, but nobody was paying enough attention to notice.

“Sorry about the costume,” Milo said as he handed the tattered gray remains of the mouse suit to Lola. “A group of moths got hungry.”

“No worries!” Lola exclaimed. “Being a Gecko was fun while it lasted!”

“Same for being a Field Mouse,” Milo agreed. He decided against wearing the costume, since putting it on would take too much time. He stuffed it into his backpack for safekeeping, making a mental note to return it to the school later.

“We both know something’s up,” Melissa said, fistbumping Melanie for a job well done. “But who would benefit from the shameless exploitation of middle school football?”

“Shameless exploitation,” Milo repeated. “Melissa, we dealt with someone like that once. And if I’m right, you have to give me your cheese sticks at lunch for the next week!”

“I’m only agreeing to three days,” Melissa said.

The steps up to the announcer’s box were slick with oil, so they held onto the railings tightly so they didn’t trip. Milo took the lead, pressing on as his shoes were slathered in oil. Melanie and Lola were practically climbing on their hands and knees. Melissa was just a few steps below him.

“I knew the announcer was behind this!” Melissa exclaimed. “Don’t declare that you have a secret room on the mike if you don’t want teenagers checking it out.”

“And not just any announcer!” Milo added. He caught himself on the doorknob as he slipped on another patch of oil. “The real culprit is…”

He kicked the door open, only to land flat on his face when his foot slid too far from his body. The man at the microphone whirled around in surprise.

“The real culprit is Victor Verliezer!” Milo exclaimed, quickly getting back on his feet.

“You!” Verliezer shouted.

“Weird guy who cursed me at the grocery store for taking the last chocolate bar!” Lola yelled.

They stared at her.

Lola coughed. “Well, they had other brands. You didn’t have to curse my phones into failing every month.”

Verliezer hissed at them, clutching the microphone protectively. “That was the one of the few brands without peanuts and you know it!” He cleared his throat as he launched into his villain spiel. “We meet again, Murphy. After you and your little friends robbed me of my livelihood, I was forced to stoop to this! Just a common man in an idiotic school district. But lo and behold, I did some digging into the school files and discovered that you and Ponytail here happened to go to the schools that were never allowed to play against each other lest you be locked into a stalemate! Then I thought, why don’t I just let them play forever? You’ll be trapped, and I’ll make millions from the clueless masses who tune in mindlessly to a football game that goes on forever!”

“You do realize that nobody watches middle school football on TV,” Melanie scoffed.

“Or that you probably wouldn’t have a lot of ratings even if people did tune in,” Lola added.

“And everybody can hear you because you didn’t bother to turn the microphone off,” Melissa smirked.

Verliezer paled. “You all heard that, didn’t you?”

“Yes, yes we did,” everyone in the stadium chorused.

Verliezer stumbled past Milo, muttering about how another plot had been ruined. Milo waved at him as he slipped all the way down the stairs, straight into a group of police officers. “Feel free to take your sweet revenge on me once you come up with something that could actually work!” he shouted.

Melissa frowned, pointing out the window. The players were either lying on the turf or the benches, while the cheerleaders used their pom-poms as pillows. Even the coaches and referees were too tired to egg people on. The football laid in the middle of the field, completely forgotten.

“We should probably end this game,” Lola suggested. “I mean, all we have to do is just take the ball into the end zone.”

“Rock-paper-scissors for who gets to win,” Melanie suggested. “Best two out of three.”

“Bring it!” Melissa jumped at the challenge, and the girls engaged in a fierce game of rock-paper-scissors.

Milo yawned after ten minutes, realizing the game wouldn’t be going anywhere since they kept pulling the same hand gesture. “I’ll run the ball down myself,” he said to Lola. “And I don’t know which end is which because I wasn’t paying attention, so both schools have a 50-50 shot at winning. I’d say that’s fair.”

He used an inflatable pool ring to sled down the oil-coated stairs, crashing into the fence by the field. Then he hopped over the barrier and picked up the football. He glanced at both end zones, debating which one he should run to.

Then he decided to take his chances with the one that was swarming with alligators rather than the one surrounded by flocks of Canadian geese. As he passed the thirty-yard line, an exposed water pipe exploded, scattering metallic-looking water all over the field. The geese on the other end honked angrily, taking to the air. There was a scream from the stands, and Milo turned to see Elliot leaping over the students in his hurry to get out of the stadium.

Several birds smacked into Milo, almost making him lose his grip on the football. The alligators waddled after the geese, clearing a safe path in the end zone for him.

Milo cheered as he crossed the line, throwing the football to the ground for good measure. The crowd whispered and pointed to each other, and several people had to shake themselves out of a stupor.  

Then the visitor’s side erupted into cheers.

The Field Mice won the game.

Milo was immediately tackled by Lola as she excitedly led him around the field in a victory lap. The football players cheered weakly from the bench.

“Here. You take the attendance sheet down to the office,” Bradley scoffed to Milo, tossing a few pages at him. “And remember that the office is at the front of the school so that you don’t go to the wrong side like you did on Friday.”

“Lay off,” Zack muttered. “You would’ve been an eternal spectator if Milo and Melissa hadn’t foiled Verliezer’s plot.”

Bradley rolled a pencil back and forth across his desk, now utterly disinterested in the conversation.

“Paulie will be back as the mascot this week,” Melissa said. “Though he’s making a makeshift head and tail out of tin cans for the rest of the season. The school this week has a goat for their mascot, so he should be fine.”

Zack coughed. 

“Using a very loose definition of fine.” 

[informedinterest]

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Khách Tây tranh luận trái chiều về VN

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Khách Tây tranh luận trái chiều về VN

“Tôi đã tới 50 quốc gia, nhưng đây là nơi tệ nhất. Khách du lịch thư���ng xuyên bị ‘chặt chém’ gấp 5, 10, 20 lần so với giá hợp lý”, một du khách tới từ Mỹ cho biết.

Trang Touropia vừa giới thiệu 25 nơi tới thu hút nhất tại VN và nhận được nhiều sự quan tâm từ độc giả.

Cảm nhận trái chiều của khách Tây về VN

Cảnh đẹp của VN trong video truyền bá du lịch.

Nhiều du khách đã kể lại những kỷ niệm tồi tệ nhưng mà họ gặp phải khi tới đây. Một trong số đó là du khách Mỹ Nevans. Anh tới VN cuối năm 2013 và gọi kỳ nghỉ này là một cơn ác mộng. “Tôi đã tới 50 quốc gia, nhưng đây là nơi tệ nhất. Khách du lịch thường xuyên bị ‘chặt chém’ gấp 5, 10, 20 lần so với giá hợp lý”.

Nevans cũng nhấn mạnh anh thà tin vào GPS để định vị và sách hướng dẫn du lịch còn hơn là bất kỳ ai mình bắt chuyện cùng.

Vịnh Hạ Long đứng đầu top 25 nơi tới thú vị nhất ở VN do Touropia tiến công giá. 24 điểm còn lại tuần tự là Chùa Thiên Mụ, hồ hoàn kiếm, Hội An, Phú Quốc, Sa Pa, Mũi Né, đồng bằng sông Cửu Long, địa đạo Củ Chi, Nha Trang, động Phong Nha, thánh địa Mỹ Sơn, cố đô Huế, chùa Cao Đài, KS Hằng Nga, cù lao Chàm, chợ Bắc Hà, Quốc Tử Giám, hang Sơn Đoòng, bờ đại dương Mỹ Khê, Tam Cốc, nhà thờ Đức Bà ở TP HCM, Ngũ Hành Sơn, Côn Đảo, lăng Khải Đinh. Ảnh: Touropia.

Nữ du khách Marisa cũng tới VN du lịch vào đầu năm 2014 và kể về trải nghiệm tồi tệ của mình: “Đây là một nơi không hề thân thiện với du khách. Vịnh Hạ Long cũng đẹp, các bảo tồn cũng thú vị. Nhưng khách du lịch phải đặt cược mạng sống của mình mỗi khi sang đường. Du khách phải trả tiền nhiều hơn so với người khách du lịch dạng địa cho các phương tiện đi lại, thực phẩm. Chúng tôi cũng gặp nan giải khi vào quán xá ven đường vì ít người nói được tiếng Anh, cũng không có cả thực đơn bằng tiếng Anh nữa. Nếu phải quay lại, tôi xin lỗi nhưng câu trả lời vững chắc là không”.

Trước nhiều bình luận chê bai, không ít du khách từng tới VN đã lên tiếng. Một trong số đó là Milos tới từ Mỹ: “Tôi đang ở VN, và đã nghe nhiều câu chuyện về sự không thân thiện của họ. Nhưng tôi lại nhìn thấy một khía cạnh khác, đó là những du khách nước ngoài kỳ kèo, trả giá từng xu một. Nếu chúng ta phải trả nhiều hơn so với người khách du lịch dạng địa, tôi thấy cũng không sao, vì giá cả vẫn rất rẻ. Người dân ở Hà Nội rất thân thiện. Hãy nhớ rằng, các quốc gia phương Tây đã khiến họ khốn khổ như thế nào trong chiến tranh. Và hãy cảm ơn họ vì đã đối xử tử tế với chúng ta ở ngày nay”.

“Tôi vừa trở về Ấn Độ sau chuyến đi tuyệt vời 11 ngày ở VN. Thật là một nơi tuyệt đẹp, sạch sẽ sẽ, nhiều cây cối cùng bề dày lịch sử, văn hóa ẩm thực nhiều chủng loại. VN vững chắc nên nằm trong danh sách những nước cần phải tới thăm trước khi chết”, Wynoma de Faria bình luận.

“Tôi đã dành 3 tuần ở VN và trân trọng từng giây phút sống ở mảnh đất này. Giá cả ở đây rất rẻ và nó không làm tôi phải lo lắng. Các món ăn thật tuyệt vời. Hội An thật kỳ diệu. Với những ai phàn nàn về việc không thể giao tiếp trong quán ăn vì ít người dân có thể nói tiếng Anh, vậy vì sao các khách du lịch không chịu thương chịu khó học tiếng Việt nhỉ?”, du khách có nickname Buzzard cho biết.

“Đây là nơi tuyệt đẹp. Tôi mới kết hôn và rất muốn tới đây để hưởng tuần tuần trăng mật”, Kare Bear bình luận.

“VN là một trong những nơi tuyệt vời để đi du lịch. Tôi rất nhớ Đà Lạt”, blogger chuyên về du lịch người Thụy Sĩ Charles Rahm nhận xét.

Anh Minh

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100 hari Din PM dapat pujian ramai kecuali UMNO,why?...

100 hari Din PM dapat pujian ramai kecuali UMNO,why?....

Din macam Bangla tak faham Bahasa Melayu...

Sempena 100 hari Muhyiddin Yassin menjadi Perdana Menteri pada 9 Jun lalu, ternampak begitu banyak puji-pujian dan sanjungan yang sengaja direka dikalungkan terhadapnya.Terutama media arus perdana, pengampu dalam media sosial, pensyarah universiti dan tidak terkecuali pemimpin Pas, mereka dilihat bukan main gigih lagi memberi pujian kepada Muhyiddin. Terlihat pujian dan sanjungan terhadap Muhyiddin ini melebihi apa yang pernah diterima oleh mana-mana Perdana Menteri sebelum ini ketika mereka melepasi tempoh 100 hari memegang jawatan tersebut. Tak tahulah, mungkin kerana kedudukan Muhyiddin yang tidak begitu stabil dan cara beliau menjadi Perdana Menteri pula tidak mengikut normal yang sepatutnya, bak kata Duta ke Timur Tengah bertaraf menteri – ikut tebuk atap – maka pujian dan sanjungan sebegitu rupa sengaja diolah untuk menenggelamkan ketidakstabilan yang ada. Ada yang mengatakan dalam tempoh 100 hari ini Muhyiddin telah berjaya mengemudi negara dengan cemerlang, tidak berpolitik, hanya fokus kepada rakyat, layak diberikan markah A, rakyat lebih gembira dan bermacam-macam lagi kata-kata pujian yang tentunya mampu membuatkan songkok di kepalanya jadi lebih ketat daripada biasa. Cuma yang agak sedikit musykil, tidak ternampak ada pemimpin UMNO turut ghairah memberi pujian kepada Muhyiddin berbanding rakan daripada Pas yang baru merasa nikmat jawatan dalam kerajaan.

Org kata  bebas rasuah bukan bebaskan perasuah...

Tetapi, jika kita jujur dan benar-benar melihat menggunakan kaca mata atau teropong yang putih bersih, bukan disaluti limpahan duniawi bertaraf menteri, benarkah Muhyiddin seorang Perdana Menteri yang boleh dikira berjaya dan layak diberi markah A? Benarkah juga beliau seorang Perdana Menteri yang tidak berpolitik dalam tempoh 100 hari, sebaliknya hanya mengutamakan rakyat semata-mata? Hakikat paling nyata ialah Muhyiddin belum teruji lagi kedudukannya kerana sejak menjadi Perdana Menteri, beliau bukan saja mengelak untuk mengadakan sidang Parlimen, malah tidak pernah sama sekali berdepan wartawan secara langsung. Dengan itu, kita tidak tahu sama ada beliau benar-benar ada sokongan majoriti atau sebaliknya. Lantaran tidak berani mengadakan sidang Parlimen, malah menangguhkan daripada 9 Mac kepada 18 Mei, kemudian menangguhkan sekali lagi kepada 13 Julai depan, itu pun belum dipastikan sama usul undi tidak percaya akan dibenar dibentang atau terus dihalang, tanggapan mudah ialah beliau masih tidak cukup sokongan di dalam Parlimen. Jika benar sudah ada sokongan, kenapa mesti menangguh-nangguhkan sidang Parlimen? Walaupun sudah 100 hari memegang kuasa, Muhyiddin juga satu-satunya Perdana Menteri yang tidak pernah berdepan secara langsung dengan wartawan. Beliau hanya berani muncul melalui perutusan khas beberapa kali di depan kamera dan tanpa pertanyaan wartawan kemudiannya. - Shahbudin Husin

Ostad N Balasubramaniam juai mimpi jumpa Nabi, dapat juga Senator. 

Kesian walaun2 tin milo dan pacak bendera habuk pun tak dak...Takbeerrr!

Can we still look to Tun M 

for another miracle?...

PM Muhyiddin's effort to combat the coronavirus outbreak has been commendable, but unfortunately this alone is not going to assure him he can always keep his PM seat, nor his party PPBM remains solid as ever. While fighting the virus, he is also trying to rope in more elected reps, Indeed, there are too many political frogs constantly making noise in the midst, totally unprincipled, dishonorable and morally depraved. Tun M is not going to be left out as he is prowling to make a comeback soon. The thing is, how many people will place their trust on this old man again, save for Pakatan Harapan? To seize the lost power, PH will still opt to dance with the devil, knowing very well he could hardly be trusted. Anwar seems to have somewhat changed in recent weeks. He has started to get tough with Mahathir, having refused to meet him on several occasions and absented himself from press conferences he chaired. Party insiders say Anwar's tolerance for Mahathir has been stretched to a limit and he is not going to submit himself to the old man any more. We all know that Anwar's attitude will sooner or later soften for the sake of power. Expectedly, the two men met again before long. On June 10, Mahathir made a personal call at PKR headquarters to attend the PH meeting to discuss the PM candidate if PH++ gets to rule again. The PM post is the only palpable barrier standing in the way of PH–Mahathir cooperation. We have yet to see whether Anwar will make himself a fool once again. Given the current political chaos in the country, political frogs have become a tradable commodity. Both Mahathir and PH are racing against time to get elected reps on their side while seizing any available opportunity to talk the 18 GPS MPs into joining them, which will significantly boost their chances of returning to power. Mahathir's son Mukhriz has claimed that PH will form a new government before the parliamentary sitting resumes in July. Both PN and PH claim they have the numbers.

The numbers are, in reality, no longer important, as frogs can hop from one side to another and statutory declarations can be signed carelessly. Mahathir has said the numbers keep appearing and disappearing and he just doesn't know whether he has the numbers! Indeed, power will make one crazy, and once the sweet taste of power is savored, it will stay etched in the mind and be grabbed back at all costs if lost. In order to grab the power, many politicians have forgotten that the power entrusted to them actually comes from the rakyat, who are their real bosses. When power is at hand, they become arrogant and would indiscriminately abuse that power. Mahathir is now working very hard to recapture that power from the hands of Muhyiddin. In addition to getting more MPs to support him, he also challenges Muhyiddin in the court over the termination of party membership of him and four others. He insists he is still the party's legitimate chairman. Muhyiddin not only needs to put up a good show in combating the virus, he also has tons of political challenges to face. To consolidate PPBM's position in the ruling coalition, he has proposed to register PN as a formal alliance, but that does not seem to work out quite nicely. Majority of PPBM leaders and members were from Umno, both parties sharing very identical DNA. No one can tell for sure MPs defecting to PPBM post-GE14 will not go back to Umno one day. Which side will these people stand if a snap election is called soon, or if Muhyiddin's administration would last until the next general election is due?

There were as many as 46 parliamentary seats that saw three-cornered fights among Umno, PAS and PPBM in GE14. Of these seats, PPBM only won ten while Umno and PAS took 30 and six respectively. It will be inconceivable for Muhyiddin to get Umno to hand over these seats to his party, and pro-Mahathir former education minister Maszlee Malik is skeptical PPBM can even retain the existing ten seats. The fundamental support bases of these three parties are all Malay-dominant constituencies. Once the Parliament is dissolved, all these parties will be operating on their own. Neither Umno nor PAS is going to negotiate seat allocation with you! Muhyiddin was unlucky enough to have assumed the PM post at a time the country's coronavirus outbreak was on the verge of an explosive growth. And with the virus now somewhat under control, he has to muster all his energy to tackle the siege from PH and Mahathir. Mahathir has never absented himself from the Malaysian governments during the past four decades. Save for his 22 years as prime minister, he also made himself visible during Abdullah's and Najib's administrations. He took out Abdullah to install Najib, and then took out the latter to become PM himself, again. This February, his rushy resignation killed the PH administration, and he was then fighting to get reinstated. He will not call it a day until Muhyiddin—the unpresumable eighth prime minister who betrayed and unseated him—is taken out of office. Mahathir still has the clout, and is now making advances towards becoming the country's ninth prime minister, another world record indeed! But, can we still look to him to deliver another miracle? - Pook Ah Lek, Sin Chew Daily

Najib's Races Plans Into Action 

To Get Off The Hook?...

The moves to get charges dropped against UMNO’s warlords appear to have moved into urgent top gear – is this a sign that the coup coalition fears time may be running out? Yesterday the former AG Apandi (who in 2016 declared that the 1MDB investigation proved no evidence of wrongdoing whilst waving the incriminating evidence for all to see) was once more put to work seeking to allege the prosecutor in Najib’s 1MDB trial was compromised. Now, it has emerged, Najib’s allies immediately headed down to the police station reporting alleged ‘treason’ against former PM Mahathir Mohamad in connection with the issue!

Tactic to excuse charges being dropped After years of silence on such matters Apandi made his surprise intervention claiming that the prosecutor leading the case against Najib in the 1MDB trial, Gopal Sri Ram, was somehow compromised because, according to Apandi, Sri Ram asked him whilst he was Attorney General to proceed against Najib over 1MDB back before the GE14 election. In short, it appears that Sri Ram, a former federal judge, had advised Apandi to do his job. It may seem a stretch, but the coup conspirators need some sort of fig leaf to excuse evident plans to use the hijacking of the Malaysian government to drop the multiple charges of theft against Najib and fellow UMNO warlords and it seems they have chosen this. Naturally, they have made their attack as aggressive as possible suggesting that it is Mahathir and Sri Ram* who should be jailed, not the man who accepted stolen billions of public money into his private bank accounts. According to the police report, placed by UMNO Supreme Council Member Lokman Adam (who has been charged with contempt for threatening witnesses at Najib’s trial): “The previous AG Tan Sri Apandi revealed a part of his book that Gopal Sri Ram, a retired Judge, had passed on Dr Mahathir’s request that Apandi arrest and charge Najib, the PM at that time. When asked why Najib had to be arrested and charged, Gopal replied that this was to be done for no reason as many people would like it. The actions of Gopal were treacherous because they were tantamount to bringing down a legitimate government. Apandi’s revelations are serious and worry me because as soon as Dr. Mahathir became PM, he appointed Gopal Sri Ram as the prosecutor involving the cases of Najib and Rosmah. The purpose of this report is to enable the police to investigate the truth of Apandi’s statement in view of the fact that he has CCTV coverage as proof and also witnesses in support. If true, Dr, Mahathir and Gopal Sri Ram have to face justice.” [English translation] This may seem ridiculous, however Najib’s artful lawyers will doubtless concoct a tale of prejudice over which they plan to troop into their newly appointed AGs office to demand charges be dropped. Then they will hope for relative plain sailing steered by money and connections.

Najib makes new attempt to disqualify Sri Ram as prosecutor

Once ‘Bosku’ is back and distributing his stolen cash again, according to this script, charges can indeed be brought against all the people who earlier sought to bring him to book. Ideally, they will hope to achieve all this without calling Parliament at all (it has already been illegally prorogued under ’emergency’ declarations by the PM without a mandate). If necessary, they will aim for a Covid election inflamed by the racial tensions they have stoked for years to cover up their criminal activities. This move doesn’t get Najib off his SRC case, of course, which has a separate legal team or Rosmah off her cases either. However, now the ball is set rolling the legal network is already abuzz with talk of pressure being brought to bear in all directions. This was how Najib/BN operated pre-GE14 as the country knows. They think money and establishment friends will help them pull it off. Rosmah herself has set the tone, with the angry announcements emerging yesterday that her Hermes bag collection (which she has plainly been set on getting back) has been tainted by markers made by police. They are branded forever as criminal items, which might spoil it for her if she tried to sport them publicly once more. An independent police force would, of course, dismiss this discredited UMNO bigwig’s interventions. BN/PN bullies will press their case with Najib’s high stakes gamble to overturn the verdict of GE14 and cheat the rule of law. - Sarawak Report

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kratka priča ĐERMANA ĆIĆE SENJANOVIĆA

PICIGIN

Nećete vi znat Ćiru. Njegovi su porijekom sa Brača, a on je rođen negdi 1935. u Split, tu je završija gimnaziju, a onda se uputija na studije u Zagreb. I više se nije vratija. Gori se oženija, zaposlija ka profešur i svake je nedilje igra na balun. Ja san ga upozna početkon šezdesetih, jer im je triba vratar. Meni je bilo 13 godin, i je li onda najnormalnije da me Ćiro pita: "Mali, oćeš branit?." I ja san jedva dočeka. A ne ka moj vršnjak Damir. Njega su isto pitali: "Mali, oćeš branit?", on je reka: "Neću", onda ga je Nardi pita: "A bi li ti igra", Damir je reka: "Ne bi", a onda je Meco uletija: "A, mali, bi li ti šta jeba?"I ne samo šta je Ćiro bija lud za balunom, nego je bija infišan i u picigin. Počeja ga je igrat ka gimnazijalac i evo već 50 godin Ćiro svako lito dva miseca učine na Bačvice, na picigin. A kako su mene s 11 godin odveli u Zagreb, to san ja svaku večer sanja Bačvice i čin bi svršila škola, prvin vlakon san trča u Split. I onda bi sreja Ćiru, gleda ga kako se ita po plićaku i nije me se baš puno ti picigin dojmija. Ja san malo dalje igra glavomet, ili na male branke ili na glavu u četvero, pa bi se Mladenu Parenti, Ćopu Kuzmaniću, Peri Mileti i meni zna balun osušit u zraku, jer bi se mi itali ka cipli i ne bi mu dali da padne u more.

To je trajalo jedno 5-6 godin, Ćiro je igra svoje, ja svoje, dok me jedan put Ćiro nije zazva: "Ajde dođi, fali nam peti." Ja san tek kasnije svatija šta to znači na picigin kad ti fali peti. Picigin bez petoga, to je ka postol bez špigeti, ka tava bez drške, ka briškula bez četvrtoga i ka brak bez trećega. Uglavno, to je najdepresivnija situacija koju možeš zamislit. Kad se vas četiri dodajete i svaki čas gledate prema onoj nizbrdici od ulaza, kad će se ko pojavit. I onda, eto ti petoga sa šugamanon, grize jabuku, pomalo se vuče, a mi četri iz mora: "Govno, kurbin sine, kretenu, ajde, pantagano, ulazi!"

Tako sam i ja uša popunit bužu. Tolja, Ćiro, Melvan i Toto su me ono ka blagonaklono pogledali, jer bili su 15 godin stariji, ali nisu virovali da s menon mogu bacit pravu partiju. I onda smo počeli, a ja za dokazat se, ita san se, diza, skaka, letija, tako da je Toto Kaliterna, koji nije bija od velikih riči, kad smo bili gotovi, reka Ćiri: "A di si ovoga naša?"

I tako san te '66. zaigra na prvi pravi picigin, i evo ga se do danas nisan ostavija. Bit će se to pročulo, pa mi je nikidan doša Kruno Lokotar i reka: "Ajde, molim te, napiši mi za Godine nove jedno 5 kartica o piciginu. I još ako imaš koju fotografiju, e to će mi se baš lijepo uklopiti."

A kako se Kruni ništa ne može odbit, onda je normalno da ja to napišen. Ali, kad san sta razmišljat šta i kako napisat o piciginu, onda mi se sve izmišalo. Likovi, more, Bačvice, baluni, oseka, plima, vitar, vručina, salbun u mudantine, friži po tilu, izranjavani kukovi, gušt, strast, umor, zajebancija, druženje, prijateljstvo. Odakle počet, kako rastumačit, kako ga približit? Kako cili život sabit u 5 kartica? Najboje će bit počet od naslova. Evo ovako:

PICIGIN

Picigin se igra u plićaku, igra ga pet igrači koji su stavljeni u krug i udaljeni su jedan od drugoga jedno 5-6 metri, tako da te može čut oni do tebe kad zabeštimaš, ali te nikako ne može čut oni koji ti je po dijagonali i na kojega se ta beštimja odnosi, jer si mu ti uputija balun u prazno, a on je zakasnija, bacija se ka škovaca i falija dodat. Picigin je izmišljen na Bačvice, igra se samo na Bačvice, a sve drugo di se igra i šta oni zovu picigin, niti je picigin, niti je picigina vidilo. Jer samo na Bačvice, oni koji igra na najpliće, uz obalu, on je trkač, i njegovo se misto zove. Al, do njega su isto trkači, ali malo manji trkači, a gori prema Braču, di je najdublje, a to najdublje u odnosu na najpliće je 6-7 centimetri, gori su dva tehničara, ili dva sidruna, koji dugin balunima hranu velikoga i male trkače, ali se i oni sami znaju dikod zaletit. A najslađe je kad tehničari faliju, jer onda počne suptilna zajebancija tipa: "Meštre, di si ti igra prije rata?" ili "Oprostite, šjor, je li pamtite kad ste zadnji put uvatili balun?"

A balun, balun za picigin, e to je posebna priča. Dobar balun je tri kvarta partije. Prije je ona Ćirina generacija i još ona malo starija nosila balune iz Italije. Ti su baluni bili najboji, lipa veličina, ka malo manja naranča, lipa guma, pa su lipo letili, a onda je i Bata počeja prodavat slične balune. I uvik je bija problem s tin balunima, uvik ih je falilo i ko je ima dobar balun, ti je bija kralj. A onda je došlo do revolucionarnog otkrića. Neko se sitija teniskog baluna. Znan, kada san ja počinja, onda je Toto ima jedan plavi balun, i to nije bija balun, to je bila simfonija od baluna, to je bija car od baluni, to je bija balun koji je govorija sedan jezika, balun kojega kad si udrija, pogađa ti je misal i letija je baš tamo di si ga uputija, a kad bi se itnija i kad si ga spašava na centimetar od površine, dosta ti ga je bilo prston taknit i on se diza i dolazija na ruku onome igraču do tebe, a ovi bi ga samo lagano ćušnija po dijagonali i igra bi se nastavljala.

E, ali kako izradit idealni balun za picigin? Teoretski nije teško, ali praksa malo jebe. Dakle, uzme se teniski balun, oguli mu se ona dlaka, a onda se karton deveron brusi do idealne težine. Je, ali kad lagano zasićeš nožen u onu dlakavu robu i kad je klištima počneš gulit, a kako je ona nikin jakin lipilon zalipljena za gumu, onda skupa s robon izguliš i sloj gume. Ajde, ako ti sloj nije velik, to se brušenjem može dovest u red, ali ako je malo veći, moš balun bacit. I onda ponovo. Eto, neka si sve dobro izgulija, onda si balun izbrusija i doneseš ga, počneš igrat, a onda te ovi iz klape počnu zajebavat: "Šjor, a di ste nabavili ovi matun?"

E, ali si ti bija pametan i donija si kartu deveru sa sobon na more, izađeš vanka, sedneš na zidić i staneš brusit balun. A da bi ga ravnomjerno izbrusija, doneseš sobon i kemijsku. Onda s kemijskom išaraš cili balun, pa s karton deveron skineš to šta si išara, a to oće reć da si ravnomjerno skinija jedan sloj. Onda opet kemijska, pa karta devera. I tako sve dok ga ne isprovaš i dok ti klapa ne reče da je balun dobar. Ali i tad nisi siguran, jer kad ti sve i učineš idealno, može te zeznit ona crta po sredini baluna. naime, svaki teniski balun je učinjen tako da se zalipu dvi polovice, e sad kad si ga izbrusija, samo o čvrstoći toga lipila ovisi koliko će balun durat, jer kad se počne cilin šucon tuć po dijagonali, balun mora pokazat snažni karakter za sve to izdržat. Puno njih bi popustilo na onoj tankoj crti. A onda bi se ja, kad bi vidija da je balun popustija, itnija za njin i ispod površine ga razbija na dvi polovice, pa bi doša onome čigov je balun i reka: "Škužajte, čini mi se da van je ovi balun s greškon."

Eto, recimo, da se sve napokon složilo. Pet je igrači, balun je dobar, ne puše, a puno je važno da ne puše, jer kad je pušno, onda to nije picigin nego lutrija, jer nikad ne znaž di će balun odletit. Dakle, bonaca je, dubina mora 20 centimetri i točno je podne. Znači, fantazija. Je, ali koji je misec? Naime, ako je sedmi ili osmi misec, pravi picigin se može igrat samo u 8 ujutro, jer onda još nema kupača. A svit je, uz vitar, najveći neprijatelj picigina. Jušto se rastrčeš, kad evo ti ispod nog malo dite, baba, mater, stranac... I kad ih zamoliš da se malo maknu, jer da bi ih moga smečit kad se u zaletu itneš na njih, svaki se od njih namusi, a one finije gospoje ti još reču: "Ovde je za malu dicu, a vi pođite igrat gori na duboko." Onda je Toto pogleda, zavrti očima i za se reče: "Za gospu blaženu, odakle je ova? Picigin na duboko?"

Znači, naučili smo da za picigin triba širina, da triba izbjegavat svit, koji mi od milja zovemo kumpirova zlatica, da triba imat dobar balun i pet dobrih igrači. Naglasak je na ovome dobrih. Jer dosta je da je jedan igrač malo slabiji, pa da to od najlipšeg gušta postane najveća tortura. Dođe ti tako čovik, dobar, fin, kulturan, vidi vas četri i govori: "Oćemo bacit?" I šta ćeš, počneš igrat, on se trudi, ali stalno falije. Jušto se zavrti krug, misliš sad će kombinacija, njemu ide balun na ruku, oni na dijagonalu počne trčat u prazni prostor, a ovi naš umisto dlanom, udre balun palcen, falije ka pas, onda se udre po čelu i reče: "Ma kako mi se ovo dogodilo?", a Ćiro doda: "Nije Lenjin bija pizda." Onda nastavimo igrat, i kad god ovi falije, Ćiro izgovori onu o Lenjinu. Onda ovi ništa ne razumi i posli deset puti pita Ćiru zašto Lenjin nije bija pizda, a Ćiro mu odgovori: "Zato jer je Lenjin reka da je lanac jak onoliko koliko mu je jaka najslabija karika."

I šta bi još tribalo reć o piciginu? Onome ko ne razumi što je picigin, onome koji picigin ne razlikuje od hrkljuša, tome nema smisla ništa ni tumačit, a onima koji mogu zamislit bonacu na Bačvice, deveti misec, kad sunce ne peče nego miluje, a nas pet, tri sina, Bongo i ja, na praznome plićaku trčemo, itamo se, smijemo se i zajebajemo, tima i ne triba ništa više tumačit.

A ovako za kraj. lipo bi bilo sitit se oca. Eno ga, sidi doma, ima 80 godin, pomalo se gasi, napola ga je skleroza, i kad ga dođen povirit, samo mi se nasmije i pogleda me onako milo ka tić. Onda ja seden uz njega, gledamo televiziju, a ustvari je ne gledamo, jer on ništa ne razumi, a meni nije briga. Ko zna o čemu on misli, ali zato ja znan na šta ja mislin. Mislim o tome kako bi me otac stavija na krkeč, pa bi me gori s vrja Ulice Matije Gupca nosija na Bačvice, a onda bi se on družija sa svojon klapon u kojoj su bili i Estera i doktor Vitezica i Fifi Franetović, pa bi igra na ples, a ti ples se izgovara ka Cres, a igra se na beton di je bilo nacrtano ka umanjeno tenisko igralište, a igralo se rukon teniskin balunon na ti ples, jer su za picigin bili već ka malo stariji, a ja bi trča po Bačvicama, skaka s trampulina i cili bi se izmorija, a onda bi me otac opet stavija na krkeč i nosija doma, a kad bi došli doma, molija bi ga da mi pofriga jaje na oko, i meni i sebi, onda bi mi seli za stol i toćali, a ja bi reka: "Je li tako, tata, da ćeš me sutra opet odvest na Bačvice?"

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ĐERMANO ĆIĆO SENJANOVIĆ rođen je 1949. godine u Splitu. Diplomirao je na Ekonomskom fakultetu u Zagrebu, ali život mu je bio obilježen pisanjem i novinarstvom. Pisao je humoristične tekstove u tjedniku Feral Tribune, u čijem je osnivanju i sudjelovao. Značajan obol dao je i Slobodnoj Dalmaciji, a posljednjih godina bio je kolumnist riječkog Novog lista. Objavio je knjige 'Dorin dnevnik' (1997), 'US&A' (1998) i 'Vidi, vidi' (2001). Umro je 2013. godine.

priča je preuzeta sa web stranica Ekološkog društva Picigin Bačvice; originalno objavljena u časopisu Godine nove, koji je izlazio od 1997. do 2002. godine

na slici: Đermano Senjanović (lijevo) u društvu kolege piciginaša Anatolija Kudrjavceva (1930 - 2008)

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War, means war.

28 -29 April 16 (HRPB) - Sayang, i love to call you Fighter, a fighter yang tak pernah stop fight since day 1. So this is day one, nothing much sebab semua benda belum confirm but semua orang mak, ayah, all the girls and I berharap nothing serious gonna happen eventho maybe theres tumor kat dalam jantung you. So semua orang tunggu result CT Scan you. Obviously, semua orang takut and for me, i takut gila and you act like nothing gonna happen. You positive gila. One thing you cakap “Kesian tengok mak ayah, dorang penat nampak dorang risau and i kena kuat sebab i sedih ah tengok dorang macam tu.” Since then, “kuat” gonna be our “always”.

2 - 4 May (HPP) - Sayang, masa ni you kat Penang, your next pit stop as a fighter. I tak tidur a night before untuk teman you pagi before you gerak to make sure you tak rasa takut and tak rasa sedih. At first you duduk kat ward medical baisa yang panas, you complain hospital dia buruk dengan duduk dengan ramai ramai orang, you tak selesa and susah nak charge phone. Mak you jumpa kawan pastu sembang punyalah lama sebab dah lama tak jumpa, sampai gf i nak mandi pun segan. Ya, masa ni i sangat impress dengan you, you cakap “Macam mana orang boleh kuat macam ni eh?”. You buat biopsy, 1st ever treatment called in the road to survive. You takda langsung rasa takut sayang, just masa nak buat you rasa takut sikit . Kena puasa sekejap sebelum biopsy tu. Tapi you sangat tenang, hadap without any feeling nak give up. 1st ever badan u kena tebuk, kat dada. You okay, just lemah sebab kena puasa. You cerita macam mana auntie depan you tangan dia berdarah, tapi you cakap dorang kesian tgk you sebab you muda. 

5 - 17 May (HRPB) - Sayang i masa ward lepas balik dari Penang, you sepatutnya masuk terus lepas balik dari Penang. But, mak you mintak untuk masuk esok pagi, nak gf i rest and prepare. Katil kedua you kat Ipoh and 3rd dalam perjalanan as a fighter. You masuk medical ward sebelum you masuk dalam, ward 1C. Then, you masuk 1C, ramai datang. Ramai yang nak tengok perempuan paling kuat dalam dunia. Doktor pun takboleh nak amik darah you sayang, sebab gf i ni kuat sangat. Masa dekat 1C you dapat tahu you cancer apa. You ada lymphoma, cancer lymphoma. Tapi you, sikit pun tak tunjuk yang you sedih or what, kuatnya seorang Anis Syahira. You kena tebuk kat kaki sebelum you start perang, macam equipment  you lah. You sangat happy 1st day you kat 1C, enviroment dia sayang best. 

6 May, 1st day of your chemo. Low dose chemo and masa tu i tahu, perjalanan kita jauh sayang. Dont worry baby, i’ll go trough with you sayang. Tu janji i sayang. I datang masa tu ramai yang ada, biasalah perempuan paling kuat dalam dunia siapa taknak tengok. 

Next day, i janji nak datang tapi i cant make it. Hujan lebat sayang, tapi sayang i macam bisalah bila bf dia tak datang tengok dia. You marah sikit masa ni. Sayang, phew tipu kalau i cakap masa i type semua benda ni, takda setitik pun air mata rasa nak keluar. Banyak benda yang you belajar sayang, air tak jalan tengah pagi, you setelkan sendiri takyah nak panggil nurse pun. 

8 May, so harini i bawakkan sayang i Lava Cake domino, gf i teringin. And the same day Nani datang. Mak ngan Sara ada masa tu. Sayang! you mengadu kat i “semua orang ada yang teman, i je takda”. Sayang, i ada lah, sentiasa ada, takan tak perasan hmmmm. You mengadu sakit for the 1st time, doctor amik darah 3 kali still tak dapat. You cakap doktor tu ganas tapi dia comel. Everytime i tak dapat datang gf mesti sedih, you mintak kepit kuku tapi mak you dah bawakkan so i pun tak datang. So baby i macam biasalah, dia marah sikit hmmm. 

The next day, macam yang tebus kesalahan ah kan, orang datang acah acah awal. Awal setengah jam, so udah kena tunggu. Orang bawak milo tin je masa tu sebab you dah macam dah masa tu. Gf i mintak subway tapi orang macam risau nak belikan sebab benda tu mentah, sooooo i sangat risau. Then, you tanya mak and mak cakap okay. 

Esoknya orang bawkkan gf i subway, sekali package nan lai chee kang. Orang sampai lambat ye ah ramai sangat kat subway tu, tapi sempat gak ah lepak makan nan you sayang. Malam ni, you makan ubi dari Cameron huhu uncle depan bawakkan, dia kasi. Soooo malam ni dua dua pakat takut ye ah sebab result nak keluarkan sayang. Dalam tengah takut gf nak makan benda pedas, you nak makan maggi, lastly ayah bawak bubur marryborwn. Okaylah untuk penuh perut sayang. Sayang im so sorry. i tak dapat nak impress kan you dengan result i sayang. i let you down. Sayang! you dean! Macam biasa. You tahu tak betapa impress nya i, mama semua orang dengan you. Dalam keadaan mcam ni pun, you boleh dean mengalahkan orang normal but sadly i takleh nak datang nak celebbrate dengan you on that day. Putri datang nak cakap congrat untuk you baby, and i still ingat mcam mana kita. You, putri and i study dalam hujan kat McD Jalan KK. Dia pun rasa bengang dengan i sebab tak dapat result macam you :(. Ayat 1st ayat you cakap “Semua orang pandai, cuma usaha bezakan kan kita” Mak you harini lambat sikit sampai malam pun mak belum sampai. Maybe busy, sayang harini cukup seminggu you kat hospital. Dok bincang mcam mana nak jumpa sebab opah ada kat rumah and sapa tak kenal opah you sayang. Sayang you selalu cakap sakit you tak sama macam orang lain. Sayang you power kalau nak compare dengan orang lain. You cakap “Rindulah nak drive”, ye ah kan the only driver in the family. We talked a lot baby, macam macam kita berangan, happynya i tengok macam mana positivenya you. Cerita naik tangga you, mcam penatnya. 

Jumaat, you risau i tak okay tapi i janji kan sayang, i akan ada untuk you. So i bawakan you nasi lemak Old Town as requested. Tapi orang in hurry lah sayang sebab jumaat kan, so orang tak lepak pun dengan you just hantar makan terus baliks sebab orang nak pergi semayang jumaat. You sepatutnya boleh balik harini tapi Doktor still tahan you sebab risau you belum keluar and dorang risau jadi apa apa dekat you nanti. Hm sayang, malam ni nurse buat inai untuk semua orang, cantik. Hm you just unlucky sebab kena admit time weekend so kena tunggu isnin baru boleh discharge. You teringin bihun sup paling sedap dalam dunia, bihun cik nasir. So ayah you, fulfil dia buatkan bihun sup paling sedap dekat dunia. Sayang you mengadu you fluffy sebab you macam ubat kembangkan muka tuuuu haha and i was like “OMG, takda benda yang lagi comel selain you sayang”. So gf i mintak kat ayah dia ayam goreng McD time malam..... hm haha tapi i suka gila cup yang you dapat tu sayang. Comel betul tapi takleh lawan you ah sayang. Angry bird tu bukan main marah lagi sayang. 

Next day, you sarapan roti telur, uncle depan tu belikan. Gf i teringin nak makan sambal ikan bilis kering harini, soooooo orang mintak mama buatkan. Tapi harini orang kerja baby. Sebelum pergi kerja tu orang suruh mama bungkuskan awal awal. Orang pergi ikut Farid kerja. pas balik orang terus pergi kat you sebab orang terus nak pergi dobi. Orang tak tunggu pun you makan orang just hantar pastu terus balik, pergi sambung kerja. Harini, Maira teman you sayang, sekejap je sementara tunggu mak you balik kerja. Soo basically harini you makan banyak betul sayang. Bihun sup ayah you, sambal bilis tu and apple lagi. Bf you punyalah happy sayang and lagi fluffy ah you sayang. 

Ahad, orang tanya sayang i nak makan apa, gf i teringin smokin Q Wingzone and at the same time benda sama yang i tengah craving sayang. Tapi orang tak lepak makan nan you pun, sebab i kena g kat adik i. Orang tinggal you lama sikit sampai sedih gf i hmmmmmm. Then malam parent you datang and again buat sambal bilis kering tu. Fav betul gf i sambal tu. 

Sayang harini, hari ke 8 you. Harapan i untuk you balik dah 100% dah sayang. tapi result you still tak keluar lagi. I tahu sayang, i tahu you sedih you sangat tak okay. tapi i try my best cuba untuk positive kan you. Sayang you sangat risaukan i sayang, sebab you takut i tak okay sebab you sakit. Sayang! takkkk i tak pernah rasa sedih. I sangat bangga ada seorang perempuan macam you sayang, perempuan paling kuat yang i pernah jumpa sayang. I punyalah risau pasal makan you sampai pengawet makanan tu pun orang risau akan effect you punya sakit. Sebab gf i mintak cardbury ennnnn dengan Chachos, sooo orang bwak ah variety of snack gitu, takdalah bosan sangat nak lepak makan nan you sayang. Then, ayah mcam marah sikit sebab you makan bukan bukan sayang hmm dia tak marah kat you. Dia cakap kat mak you, orang mcam dah takut gila ah sebab i banyak bawak makan yang fast food kan kat you. Gita balik harini, orang suka gila mak dia sayang. Comel gila perangai, sangat sayangkan you. You mengadu you rasa sakit atas jantung, i sangat lah risau. Phew, sebab benda tu rasa kat jantung kan

Esoknya, you teringin nak makan spagetti Secret Recipe, orang macam takut ah nak bawak sebab ayah you dah warning macam tu, then orang suruh you tanya dulu mak boleh ke tak makan. Dah confirm baru orang belikan. Sayang harini hari ke 13 sayang, harini i sangat bersyukur you finally dapat balik sayang. Soooo spagetti tadi cancel and you tunggu ayah you datang amik. So congrat baby, you dah lepas level 1 of your journey as a fighter. 

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Cebuano News: Pagproseso sa ani sa mga mag-uuma sa kape gipunting sa Cabadbadbaran

#PHinfo: Cebuano News: Pagproseso sa ani sa mga mag-uuma sa kape gipunting sa Cabadbadbaran

DAKBAYAN SA BUTUAN, Pebrero 19 --Gipunting nga masugdan na sa mga mag-uuma sa kape sa siyudad sa Cabadbaran ang pagproseso sa mga ani nila nga kape aron himoong “local regular coffee” karong tuiga.   Gawas kini sa gilantaw nga pagproseso sa civet coffee sa Sitio Pirada, Barangay Del Pilar sa maong dakbayan, sumala ni Ma. Arcelle Soria, ang city agriculturist.   Sumala kang Soria nga samtang naghulat ang mga mag-uuma sa panahon sa ting-ani sa kape, gisugdan na usab nila ang mga pagbansay kalabot sa paggama og kape, kaabag ang Department of Trade and Industry (DTI) nga maoy nagpasiugda sa mga trainings, partikular sa Sitio Ansili, Barangay Puting Bato.   Target nga mag-ani sa ilang produksyon sa kape ang mga mag-uuma sa pinaka-ulahing kwarter ning tuiga, tukmang panahon lang aron mahuman sa pagtuon ang mga mag-uuma nga interesadong magproseso sa kape.   Dugang ni Soria nga sa kasamtangan nagpadaghan pa og mga civets kon milo ang potensyal nga lugar sa Sitio Pirada, diin ang mga fermented coffee beans nga i-digest niini mao ang kolektahon aron iproseso nga mahimong civet coffee.   Nangita na usab og dugang nga mga sites ang City Agriculture Office (CAO) sa Cabadbaran alang sa dugang nga kapahilunaan sa pagpalambo sa civet coffee, lakip na ang tourism site nga maoy kabutangan sa mga produkto na unya sa kape.   Gilantaw nga dakung potensyal sa Agri-tourism ang gibansagang “Higanteng Bato” nga nahimutang sa kabukiran sa Sitio Pirada, ug potensyal nga mahimong kabahin sa ‘hiking site’.

Gibisita na sa Plant! Plant! Plant! Team sa Agusan UP ang lugar sa nakalabay’ng tuig, diin makita ang daku kaayong bato. Ilawom niini nagdagayday ang tin-aw ug bugnaw nga tubig sa busay nga makahupay sa kainit sa mga mahimong hikers.   Sa kinatibuk-an, gilantaw sa AGUSAN UP!, ubos sa Process! Process! Process! Project niini, nga makapahiluna og matawag nga coffee network nga magsilbing consolidator, processor ug coffee shop nga magsilbing site usab sa turismo sa nailang mga tourism areas sa probinsya. Ang AGUSAN UP! mao ang kampanya sa pagpalambo sa administrasyon ni Gov. Dale B. Corvera kaabag ang buhatan ni Kong. Angel Amante-Matba. (Angel Lyn F. Gaviola, Agusan Up, LGU-Agusan del Norte/PIA Agusan del Norte)

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References:

* Philippine Information Agency. "Cebuano News: Pagproseso sa ani sa mga mag-uuma sa kape gipunting sa Cabadbadbaran." Philippine Information Agency. https://pia.gov.ph/news/articles/1067348 (accessed February 19, 2021 at 05:05PM UTC+08).

* Philippine Infornation Agency. "Cebuano News: Pagproseso sa ani sa mga mag-uuma sa kape gipunting sa Cabadbadbaran." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://pia.gov.ph/news/articles/1067348 (archived).

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Cakap Clare boleh dipakai dari cakap Ostad Hadi...

Cakap Clare boleh dipakai dari cakap Ostad Hadi....

Video starts at 9.15min onwards...

Bukan RM1.4 juta tapi RM14.7 juta 

kos Hadi tarik balik saman..

Penyunting Sarawak Report Clare Rewcastle-Brown malam tadi dalam sebuah rancangan perbincangan yang dihoskan oleh aktivis Iswardy Morni, mendedahkan bahawa presiden PAS Abdul Hadi Awang dikenakan bayaran sebanyak 2.5 juta pound (RM13.3 juta) oleh firma perundangan British dalam usaha mengejar tuntutan saman fitnah yang gagal terhadapnya pada tahun 2019. Jumlah bayaran itu adalah tambahan kepada RM1.4 juta yang dibayar untuk penyelesaian di luar mahkamah sebagai kos biaya undang-undang Rewcastle-Brown, ketika anggota parlimen Marang itu menarik balik saman fitnahnya ke atas laporan portal tersebut yang telah mendedahkan bahawa UMNO  memberi sejumlah wang besar kepada PAS  sebelum pilihan raya umum 2018. Ringkasnya kos guaman lawyer Hadi £2.5 juta (RM13.3 juta) + RM1.4 juta bayar Kos kepada Clare Rewcastle Brown = RM14.7 juta Seperti petikan video di atas, Rewcastle-Brown menjelaskan bahawa bertentangan dengan dakwaan Hadi bahawa PAS telah memenangi kes tersebut, padahalnya kes itu tidak pernah sampai di mahkamah pun. Persoalannya kalau Hadi menang, kenapa dia kena bayar Clare? “Bahkan mereka melarikan diri sebelum sampai di mahkamah. Oleh itu, jika mereka mengatakan bahawa mereka menang kes ini, biarlah orang ramai mengadilinya secara yang waras, "katanya.

Sarawak Report pada 2018 telah mendedahkan bahawa bayaran berjuta-juta ringgit telah disalurkan kepada PAS sebagai bayaran deposit untuk 160 calon parlimen PAS. PAS bertanding di 196 kawasan parlimen pada pilihan raya 2018.  Rewcastle-Brown mengulangi bahawa dia menyimpan bukti2 dokumen mengenai transaksi tersebut yang menunjukkan berlakunya aliran dana dari UMNO ke akaun politik PAS. PAS sehingga selepas pilihan raya umum 2018 menjadi parti pembangkang, sementara UMNO mengetuai gabungan Barisan Nasional yang memerintah. Parti Islam telah menyatakan dalam kenyataan umumnya bahawa ia tetap menjadi parti pembangkang yang menentang UMNO.

Bukti2 dokumentari, menurut Rewcastle-Brown, menunjukkan bahawa kedua-dua pihak bekerjasama, dengan Hadi yang dijanjikan jawatan Timbalan Perdana Menteri sekiranya gabungan Barisan Nasional itu menang. Hadi dan PAS telah mempertikaikan dakwaan Rewcastle-Brown, walaupun menurut maklumat2 risikan tempatan menyatakan sejumlah RM90 juta telah disogokkan untuk melunaskan penentangan PAS terhadap UMNO. PAS menipu kata dia tak terima duit dari UMNO?

Akhirnya, pakatan PAS dan UMNO menjadi realiti sebagai satu gabungan longgar yang dinamakan Muafakat Nasional, dibentuk tahun lalu. (Terjemahan daripada article "RM14.7M the total cost of Hadi's defeat to Rewcastle Brown" terbitan talkedabout.org) - TS

Ini bukti bayaran RM 1.4 juta wujud...

Nak tutup penipuan punya pasal sanggup keluarkan £2.5 juta (RM13.3 juta) lagi untuk kos guaman selain terpaksa bayar RM1.4 juta kepada Clare Rewcastle Brown. Kalau PAS tak ambik dedak UMNO, kenapa bayar kos SR RM13.2juta? Persoalannya, dari mana datangnya wang £2.5 juta itu? Setakat kutipan menerusi tin Milo saja tak cukup... - f/bk

Kalau Reza tak curi, kenapa pulangkan RM465juta?...

Four states down, three more to go...

Johor, Perak, Malacca and Kedah have fallen. That’s four down. Should anyone be surprised that Negri Sembilan, Sabah and Selangor are on Perikatan Nasional’s next “hit list”? That’s three more to go. 'Tis the season for turncoats and traitors, or frogs or katak, as they are better, and more despicably, known locally. To me, they are nothing but parasites and low-life politicians who have no business being in the honourable profession we call politics. How did we end up with such miserable, wayward characters in our august legislative chambers? Did we just wake up from a bad dream? Believe me, PN is hungry for more. I do not have an iota of doubt that Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin will now show no mercy. He is no longer the “voice of reason” or the loyal deputy to Dr Mahathir Mohamad we thought he was. Didn’t we hear Mahathir recalling how, on that fateful day of Feb 24, Muhyiddin told him that “principles are not important, this is politics”? Neither do I think Muhyiddin has any conscience left in him, even as he has conceded that “this is not the government you voted for”. It has been said that “Power changes people, not necessarily for the better”; and I must add that “it’s for the worst, in most cases”. Muhyiddin, who we now know wanted to be prime minister even before GE14, is such a classic case. He has the coveted job in the bag now and he will do whatever it takes to keep it. It’s also valid and true, in the Malaysian context, that when some have power, they do not know how to handle it. Ask Pakatan Harapan what the hell happened when they were in power. I hope Harapan leaders have now awakened from their drunken stupor, after being intoxicated with power for 22 months. Isn’t it a real shame that they didn’t even know what hit them? My fair warning to Harapan leaders Today, I wish to register my fair warning to Harapan leaders in Negri Sembilan and Selangor as well as Parti Warisan in Sabah. Watch your back. PN daggers are sharpened and ready for the kill. There are traitors in your midst. By now, you should know who they are. Johore was the first state to fall after the backdoor PN government took office on March 1. This was followed by Malacca and Perak. Kedah was the latest state to be hijacked this past week, with poor Mukhriz Mahathir being shown the door of the menteri besar’s office for the second time in four years. I hope Negri Sembilan Menteri Besar Aminuddin Harun will be better prepared and learn from the Kedah debacle. On May 18, members of the Negri Sembilan state executive council reiterated their support for him following talk that some Harapan assemblymen were planning to jump ship.

Aminuddin (above) must bear in mind what Mukhriz had revealed in his farewell press conference on May 17: about being deeply hurt after “friends” betrayed him. Mukhriz said the state reps had earlier pledged their support for him to continue as menteri besar until the end of his term in 2023. Didn’t I say previously that, in politics, trust no one, not even yourself! The domino effect following the collapse of four Harapan state governments over the past three months cannot be ruled out. The fall of the four states was, in fact, a domino effect after the Harapan federal government collapsed in late February. It must be noted that the four states which were toppled were ruled by Harapan with a marginal majority. Kedah and Malacca had only a two-seat majority under Harapan. Although Negeri Sembilan has a larger four-seat majority, Aminuddin must keep his team on a tight leash. Where there are Bersatu and PKR representatives? Nothing can be as certain as night and day. The same is true of Selangor. I would think that the DAP and Amanah state representatives are unlikely to jump ship, but the same cannot be said of those from Bersatu and PKR. There is also the Azmin Ali factor in Selangor, which Harapan must be wary of. Selangor Menteri Besar Amirudin Shari got his plum job via Azmin and there is little doubt where his loyalty lies. Many were surprised that Amirudin decided to stay loyal to Harapan – but it could be because the MB’s post was too big a sacrifice to let go. Or he could just be buying time – for the ultimate betrayal, perhaps. Harapan should do well to keep a close eye on the menteri besar because you will never know when the shrewd and ruthless Azmin will make his move on Selangor. In Sabah, Chief Minister Mohd Shafie Apdal is also getting the jitters. In a state synonymous with political frogs, the likelihood of crossovers should not be dismissed. As in Negeri Sembilan, Harapan state representatives have also pledged their support and loyalty to Shafie in recent days, an indication that the state government is also on shaky ground. Then, there is also talk of unhappiness among Sabahans with certain Warisan leaders who were once investigated for corruption. One positive sign on Warisan’s side is that many had also praised Shafie’s stand to stick with his Harapan allies, noting that it was the honourable thing to do as it is in keeping with the people’s GE14 mandate. These are uneasy and turbulent times for Malaysian politics. After all that had happened since February, nothing in politics should surprise us at all. Will you be surprised if more states are swallowed up by PN? I’ll not be. - Francis Paul Siah,mk

cheers.

Sumber asal: Cakap Clare boleh dipakai dari cakap Ostad Hadi... Baca selebihnya di Cakap Clare boleh dipakai dari cakap Ostad Hadi...

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Hai!! Makcik Kiah pun berbaris kat kedai pajak gadai...

Hai!! Makcik Kiah pun berbaris kat kedai pajak gadai....

Beratur panjang di kedai pajak gadai. Ingatkan kat kedai no ekor je berbaris jarak 1 meter.  Mungkinkah Mak Cik Kiah atau Pak Salleh berada dalam kalangan yang berbaris itu? Apa yang penting kerajaan Melayu Islam tanpa DAP...

PKPB bermula hari ini tapi rakyat kebanyakan beratur di pajak gadai. Binti Zahid Hamidi, Jakel, Naza dan T20 lain tak akan faham hal2 begini. Dan deme duk gebang hari tu kerajaan Abah Din dah salur pakej prihatin bernilai RM250 bilion. Kerajaan yg kita tak undi, tapi boleh harap katanya.

Senario ini boleh disaksikan  merata tempat samada di KL.Ipoh,Seremban,Penang.JB,Kota Bahru dan seterusnya. Sedih melihat makcik dan pakcik berbagai kaum muka sedih,desprate dan putus asa. Harap harap tak gadai barang kemas kahwin.  Kedai pajak gadai.. dikerumuni ramai. Bukti rakyat tak kira bangsa ramai dah pokai. Ramai mengadu Bantuan Prihatin Nasional (BPN) belum masuk. BSH jauh sekali. Duit i-Lestari KWSP pun ramai baru dapat mesej dari KWSP  bagitahu duit akan masuk mula hari ini atau... Ada awal Mei. Ada tengah Mei. Ada yg masih dlm proses kelulusan

Ramai terkurung masa PKP ni... Tetapi, Ahli  YB2 PAS, UMNO dan Bersatu sibuk agih jawatan dengan gaji $$$ puluhan ribu sebulan... Sebaliknya rakyat berbaris di Kedai Pajak Gadai untuk sesuap nasi. Inikah kerajaan yang Malaysia perlukan??? - f/bk

Kenali Menteri Kewangan anda...

Yg ckp ni adalah Presiden Mahkamah Timbang Tara (MATE). Dia bukan UMNO,PAS,DAP, AMANAH atau PKR. Nama dia ialah Tan Sri Professor Dr (Munsyi) Muslim Yaakob,bukan Ah Seng, bukan Ah Meng dia Melayu, agama Islam. Bukan Cina bukan India bukan agama Hindu atau Buddha... Tapi, pasai dia puji Lim Guan Eng kata LGE sangat membantu org Melayu dan kritik Tengku Zafrul?  Katanya Zafrul tak bantu Melayu..??? Adakah dia walaun tin milo...? atau macai lembu kondo.. Jauh sekali...! Harrr355 

Lantik Melayu jadi MENTERI KEWANGAN tapi gagal membantu MELAYU. Menteri Cina  DAP pulak yg prihatin dan mesra rakyat. Pelik bin Ajaib! -  f/bk

Prof .Kamarul Yusoff  pujaan walaun 

dan macai kena bedai kaw2...

Gendang perang sudah berbunyi lebih 

baik berundur sebelum dihumban keluar...

1. Bagi menghormati Bulan Ramadhan ini saya telah bertekad untuk tidak membuat sebarang komen seperti yang lazim dilakukan. 2. Namun dengan beberapa peristiwa dan kenyataan politik beberapa hari ini, tidak dapat tidak atau suka tak suka saya terpanggil  juga untuk memberi ulasan. 3. Walaupun ramai yang bersetuju namun tidak dapat dinafikan ada juga segelintir 'pengampu- pengampu' yang tak senang dengan pandangan dan kritikan saya sama ada secara terang - terangan mahu pun secara sinis. 4. Kita perlu menegur dan BERCAKAP BENAR jika mahu melihat negara kita terus maju, malah lebih maju dari negara lain yang sudah maju. 5. Perkara ini tidak mustahil; jika kita masih ingat kehebatan negara kita pada awal 1990 dibawah pimpinan Dr. Mahathir Muhammad ketika itu, negara kita disanjung tinggi sehingga digelar 'The Asian Tiger' oleh dunia. 6. IMF dan George Soros yang pernah mengkritik Dr. Mahathir ketika Asian Financial Crisis akhirnya memuji kehebatan dan kecekapan beliau menangani situasi tersebut dengan baik dan berkesan. 7. Begitu juga walau pun tidak disenangi oleh 9 orang Raja - Raja Melayu, namun Dr. Mahathir memilih menyelamatkan negara dan rakyat dari terus 'dibuli' dan dalam masa yang sama berjaya menyelamatkan Institusi Raja Berpelembagaan semasa Krisis Perlembagaan dahulu; malangnya masih ada di kalangan mereka yang marah dan menggangap Dr. Mahathir seorang 'pembelot’. 8. Tun Dr. Mahathir bukanlah maksum seperti Hadi, beliau juga tak lepas dari melakukan kesilapan. 9. Menjelang Pilihanraya Umum ke14 pada 9hb Mei 2018, walaupun sudah menjangkau usia 93 tahun ketika itu namun Parti - Parti Gabunagan PH ( PKR , AMANAH, DAP dan BERSATU ) pada masa itu terpaksa memujuk Tun bagi mengepalai mereka bagi menumbangkan UMNO/BN. 10. Kerana keengganan Kerajaan Najib membenarkan penggunan nama dan simbol Pakatan Harapan ketika itu, akhirnya mereka semua bersetuju meminjam nama dan simbol PKR. 11. Situasi sama ini hampir menjadi kenyataan apabila PAS dibawah pimpinan Tok Guru Nik Aziz pernah membenarkan DAP ( yang kini dianggap oleh Hadi sebagai anti Melayu dan Islam ) bertanding atas nama dan simbol PAS. 12. Tun telah dipilih sebagai Pengerusi BERSATU dan Muhyiddin pula sebagai Presidennya.

13. Mengikut Perlembagaan BERSATU, Pengerusi mempunyai kuasa yang lebih dari Presiden; sebagai contoh Presiden mesti terlebih dahulu mendapat persetujuaan Pengerusi bagi segala apa yang hendak dilakukan, ini termasuk dalam perlantikan Setiausaha Agung Parti. 14. Langkah Sheraton telah mengubah corak amalan politik negara apabila Muhyiddin sanggup melupakan PERJANJIAN PERSEFAHAMAN antara 4 Parti Gabungan PH yang mana beliau sendiri menandatanganinya dan bekerjasama dengan UMNO , PAS dan disokong pula oleh GPS Sarawak dan 10 bekas Ahli Parlimen PKR pimpinan Azmin Ali bagi menubuhkan Kerajaan yang tidak dipilih rakyat. 15. Bagi mendapatkan jawatan Perdana Menteri, Muhyiddin selaku Pengerusi BERSATU Johor sanggup dengan mudah menyerahkan Kerajaan Johor dari BERSATU kepada UMNO. 16. Di Johor, Wakil-Wakil Rakyat dari Bersatu sudah tidak lagi dihormati oleh UMNO. 17. Rakyat Johor mula terasa telah diperalat dan ditipu oleh Muhyiddin dek kerana gilakan jawatan Perdana Menteri. 18. Mereka masih terbayang bagaimana benci dan janji Muhyiddin bahawa apa pun jadi TIDAK AKAN BERSAMA UMNO lagi; jika di Jepun terutama di zaman samurai dahulu demi menjaga maruah.....mmm faham sajalah. 19. Jika Dewan Negeri Johor dibubarkan dan diadakan pilihanraya semula, BERSATU yang kini ada 11 kerusi Dewan Negeri akan hanya dapat tak lebih 4 kerusi sahaja. 20. Pada rakyat Johor khususnya mereka terlalu bosan dari terus dipermain-mainkan dan ditipu seolah-olah undi mereka pada BERSATU tidak dihormati, apa faedah menyokong BERSATU jika Muhyiddin yang kini sudah dapat apa yang diidamkan beliau selama ini, maka beliau sendiri tidak dipedulikan perasaan pengundi di sana. 21. Walaupun tidak boleh bertahan lama atas sebab tekanan politik dan barah tali perut sehingga ada yang menggelarkan beliau sebagai Perdana Menteri setengah hari (beliau perlu balik ke rumah setiap hari dan berehat selepas mengambil ubat-ubatan) namun yang penting bagi Muhyiddin ia terukir dalam sejarah negara bahawa beliau pernah menjadi Perdana Menteri walaupun tak sampai setahun. 22. Inilah sikap mementingkan diri daripada menghormati suara dan kehendak rakyat yang telah menolak UMNO dan PAS. 23. Memang benar apa yang dikatakan oleh Mat Sabu, Presiden AMANAH: - 'Yang menang jadi pembangkang; yang kalah jadi kerajaan.’ 24. Dalam politik tidak ada kawan dan lawan yang kekal - dulu Muhyiddin dan Azmin adalah 'orang kepercayaan' Tun Mahathir tapi demi kepentingan diri masing-masing, kedua-dua mereka sanggup MENIKAM Tun dari belakang; lupakah kita peristiwa Muhyiddin ‘menikam’ Abdullah Badawi dan lupakah kita bagaimana Azmin ‘menikam’ Anwar serta Wan Azizah ekoran ‘Langkah Kajang’? 25. Kedudukan Kerajaan Perikatan Nasional ( PN ) hari ini tak ubah seperti nyawa di hujung pedang. 26. Ekoran kenyataan Mat Hasan, Timbalan Presiden UMNO beberapa hari lepas, sudah ada laporan-laporan dibuat kepada ROS yang ingin kepastian apakah PN pernah didaftarkan seperti Barisan Nasional (BN) atau Pakatan Harapan (PH) dan bila pula Azmin Ali dan 9 orang Ahli Parlimen PKR mengisi Borang Keahlian BERSATU dan diluluskan pula oleh parti yang mana Tun bukan sahaja sebagai Pengerusi, bahkan telah diumumkan menang tanpa bertanding bagi penggal akan datang sedangkan Muhyiddin sebagai Presiden pula menghadapi tentangan.

27. Bagi menentukan jawatan Perdana Menteri yang disandangnya itu tidak tergugat, beliau sanggup jadi pak turut - kini tak ubah seperti mesin duit atau ‘ATM machines’ - siapa saja orang politik yang berjawatan tak kira ssma ada di Pusat mahu pun Negeri membuat ugutan, maka bagi menutup mulut, mereka akan diberi jawatan dalam GLC. 28. Muhyiddin selaku Pengerusi BERSATU Johor kini tidak mampu berbuat apa - apa terhadap UMNO yang terang - terangan membuli BERSATU di peringkat negeri Johor walau pun BERSATU mempunyai 11 Kerusi Dewan Undangan Negeri dan majoriti Kerajaan PN hanya 1 Kerusi sahaja. 29. Difahamkan Kerajaan negeri Perak juga sedang bergolak di mana hampir kesemua Ketua - Ketua Bahagian UMNO TIDAK senang dengan Menteri Besar mereka yang kebetulan pula penyokong kuat Muhyiddin; jika ini berlaku BERSATU yang hanya punyai 4 Kerusi Dewan Undangan Perak, termasuk 3 yang melompat, pasti akan tumbang. 30. Que Sera Sera - Apa nak jadi,jadilah - yang maha penting bagi Muhyiddin ialah jawatan Perdana Menteri saja. 31. Apakah benar RM250 Billion bagi menangani masalah yang dihadapi Makcik Kiah seperti yang pernah diumumkan dan disambut dengan titisan air mata gembira benar - benar mencapai sasaran atau satu lagi gula - gula yang dicampakan keatas tanah untuk kutipan Makcik Kiah? 32. Rakyat tak sabar menunggu bagi melihat sejauh mana Kerajaan PN ini boleh bertahan. 33. Muhyiddin ada 2 pilihan : i. Bagi mengekalkan jawatan Perdana Menteri, tangguhkan lagi Sidang Parlimen ATAU, ii. Pilih jalan mana yang sesuai untuk keluar sebelum dihumban - pintu depan, belakang, tingkap atau bak kata Hadi, Duta Khas kepada Perdana Menteri bertaraf Menteri, ‘melalui’ tebuk atap. 34. Bagi tujuan meraih simpati dan sokongan dan dalam masa yang sama  menyalahkan Tun  kerana meletak jawatan, nasihat ikhlas saya Hentikan drama atau mainan politik  konon nya beliau tak berminat nak jadi Perdana Menteri 35. ‘Ya Allah masukan aku dari pintu yang benar dan keluarkan aku juga dari pintu yang benar' - Amiin ! - Tamrin Tun Ghafar

How much longer can PM 

Din play hide and seek?...

If some of embattled Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin’s fumbling ministers seem to be finding it hard to figure out how to concoct statements in view of recent foul-ups turning them into subjects of global ridicule, the Pagoh MP himself now has wiggle himself out of a trap set by his own Cabinet. The first day of the Conditional Movement Control Order (CMCO) today sees multiple non-essential industries resume full operations, despite medical experts warning the government, particularly Muhyiddin and his trusted senior minister (economic affairs) Azmin Ali against it. Hence the new opposition bloc marked the occasion with their first joint statement, sending a string signal to Muhyiddin about his loosely tied coup coalition led by a legion of rogue MPs. The joint statement by Pakatan Harapan, Bersatu and Warisan, signed by its leaders Dr Mahathir Mohamad, Shafie Apdal, Anwar Ibrahim, Mohamad Sabu and Lim Guan Eng called for a full and regular Dewan Rakyat sitting on May 18, in view of the relaxed controls over all industries.

“Seeing that Parliement has decided on standard operating procedures (SOPs) to enable Dewan Rakyat to convene on May 18, an in view of many activities already allowed to resume with conditions in place, there is actually no reason or hindrance for Parliament to convene a full sitting for more than a day as announced,” the statement read. “A longer conference would allow for proper debate and would allow the Cabinet members to legislate agendas of their respective ministries. “As such, we urge the government to immediately implement a full Parliament sitting of at least two weeks.” As it stands, parliament, which only the Prime Minister has the power to convene under laws, will only hold a one-day sitting on May 18, with no debate not questions and answers sessions. Muhyiddin, under pressure due to legitimacy issues of his unregistered thus unlawful Perikatan Nasional coalition, who assumed power following a political coup on the first week of March, is alleged to be trying to delay any such official confrontations for fear of a confidence vote. - talkedabout

Backdoor PM Muhyiddin Would Be Overthrown If Gravy Trains Do Not Restart...

Backdoor Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin has decided to reopen business effective Monday (May 4), hence lifting the lockdown which has been enforced since March 18. The first bootlicker who came out to praise the PM was Deputy Federal Territories Minister Edmund Santhara, one of the traitors who toppled his own Pakatan Harapan government. Santhara claimed it was his boss’ leadership that the country is so well managed, especially the Coronavirus outbreak. He gave the example of the appointment of Dr. Jemilah Mahmood as special advisor on public health as proof that Muhyiddin is a great leader who listens to advice. Perhaps Santhara was impressed with Jemilah’s advice that the pandemic may last 2 years. Actually, it was a research done by foreign universities. A study headed by Dr. Kristine A. Moore, medical director at the University of Minnesota, included pandemic experts from Harvard and Tulane universities, says that if Covid-19 follows the pattern of the 1918 Spanish flu, the Covid-19 pandemic will most likely last up to 2 years. And its second wave could be worse. Apple polisher Santhara even gave credit to Muhyiddin for not taking a holiday since he took over as the new prime minister on March 1. Seriously? Is this the best he could do sucking up to his boss? Santhara, son of Ramanaidu, should be ashamed of himself for not being able to tell if it was PM Muhyiddin or health director-general Noor Hisham Abdullah who has been managing the pandemic. Mr. Muhyiddin declared an extension of the MCO (movement control order) for the third time on April 23, five days before the second extension ends on April 28, effectively locking down the country until May 12. Speaking in a live news broadcast, he said that the reason for the third extension was because his government has yet to bring the Covid-19 pandemic under control. Yet, in his special televised address in conjunction with Labour Day on May 1, just a week after he told all and sundry that the pandemic has yet to be brought under control, the clueless and incompetent leader suddenly announced that the lockdown will be lifted. Why did he declare a third extension in the first place if he was already planning to relax the lockdown?

Edmund Santhara alias Santhara Kumar

Heck, can you even say the MCO is still in effect when more than 90% of businesses can operate as usual tomorrow? Interestingly, Dr Noor Hisham Abdullah said the announcement to allow most businesses reopen on May 4 did not mean everyone should rush to restart work – suggesting that the health director-general did not fully agree with the sudden lifting of the lockdown. Yes, the fact that Muhyiddin decided to extend the lockdown for the third time for 2 weeks, only to lift the lockdown days later, speaks volumes that he is not only a weak, confused, clueless and incompetent leader, but also under tremendous pressure to choose between economy and health. And he had chosen wealth over health, simply because the national coffers are as dry as a bone. Unlike his initial drama when he announced the extension of the lockdown for the third time, projecting a fake perception of a caring government who put the health and life of the people above everything else, Muhyiddin has twisted a new story to justify the relaxation of the lockdown. He whined and bitched that the country was losing an estimated RM2.4 billion daily during the enforcement of the MCO. The PM argued that the country had already lost RM63 billion since March 18, and will incur another RM35 billion of losses if the MCO is extended for another month, bringing the total losses to RM98 billion. But did not he realize that on the day (April 23) he confidently announced the extension for the third time, the country had already lost tens of billions of Ringgit? Still, it’s quite a mathematical challenge to figure out how the backdoor government’s genius finance ministry arrived at RM2.4 billion of daily losses from March 18 to May 1, considering the 43 days of lockdown would have incurred RM103 billion, and not RM63 billion as claimed (even if Saturday and Sunday were not taken into calculations, the figures still do not match). But even if the country were to incur a total loss of RM100 billion, what’s the big deal? Did not the “Malay only” government proudly announces a jaw-dropping RM250 billion stimulus package to benefit all the people and all types of business under the sun? Was the finance ministry admitting that the huge and sexy figures were nothing but marketing gimmicks, hence the rush to reopen business now?

Dr Noor Hisham - Health Director-General

Can the backdoor prime minister make up his mind whether he wants to combat the Covid-19 or the economy? He can’t have the best of both worlds, which he appears to be trying to achieve. If he treasures human life, the country will be plagued by recession, social unrest, unemployment and whatnot. If he treasures economy, infected cases and death toll would hit the roof. In truth, Muhyiddin Yassin had no clue whatsoever how to manage the country, despite having a bloated 72 ministries in his Cabinet. The shortage of food, which leads to skyrocketing prices, is still happening. Senior Minister Azmin Ali, who was tasked to ensure sufficient supply of food during MCO, was still struggling to understand the basic concept of food supply chain. Another Senior Minister, “turtle egg” Ismail Sabri Yaakob, was cracking his head, trying very hard to understand as to why the Coronavirus cases refuse to go down to single digit despite having arrested more than 20,000 people for violating the lockdown. Like the police, the backdoor government still hadn’t figured out that those defaulters did not contribute to the clusters of Covid-19. Between April 23 and May 1, the incompetent Muhyiddin became more confused as there were two schools of thoughts giving conflicting advises. One group said the country needed more time to tackle the pandemic. Another group argued that it was not worthwhile to sacrifice the economy just to bring the Coronavirus cases to single-digit. Already, the effects of the lockdown have started. From budget hotels to 5-star hotels like G City Club Hotel located near the KLCC, hundreds of employees have been left jobless due to hotels shut down in the country. According to Malaysian Association of Hotels (MAH), the hotel industry is looking at potential losses of RM3.3 billion from room revenue alone if the MCO lockdown ended on April 28, and more if extended indefinitely. About 47% of self-employed workers had lost their jobs. Even for those who were lucky enough to keep their jobs, 35.5% had reported salary slash by over 90%. That would translate to 1.34 million people having lost their jobs and almost 540,000 saw their income cut by a whopping 90%. The Malaysian Institute of Economic Research (MIER) estimates that about 2.4 million people will lose their jobs.

Layoff Retrenchment ...

And those estimates were based on 1-month implementation of the MCO lockdown, which means the free cash initiative and stimulus package announced by Muhyiddin were not effective at all. More importantly, as admitted by the prime minister himself, the country will not be able to collect taxes from jobless workers as well as companies that have to close down due to horrible business. Obviously, without taxes, the backdoor government might find it difficult to even pay the salaries of its largest vote bank – civil servants, of whom 90% are Malays. To make matters worse, the bearish prices of crude oil and palm oil deliver double blows to the government. Not only it’s harder to milk money from state energy giant Petronas, the palm oil settlers may need bailout very soon. But the inability to collect taxes from employees and companies was just the beginning. All the 72 ministers and warlords from the backdoor government of Perikatan Nasional were increasingly hungry for contracts and projects. If Muhyiddin did not reopen economy and business, the parasites won’t be able to grab new projects or contracts to enrich families or cronies. From hawker centres to underground gambling dens, the side income of every government agency and authority have been severely affected due to Coronavirus. Even durian sellers by the roadside can’t pay their protection money as usual to the relevant authorities if the lockdown continues. Already, traders have been pretty upset after the cancellation of the annual Ramadan bazaars. The only reason oppositions UMNO and PAS had agreed to throw their support behind Muhyiddin was to get the gravy trains restart again. In the same breath, all the warlords of Muhyiddin’s own party Bersatu (PPBM) haven’t gotten a bite of the gravy train since they defected. Besides, even if Coronavirus cases or deaths hit new record as a result of the lifting of MCO, none of the VIPs will be affected. - FT

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