Thursday, December 01, 2005

Wrong place, wrong time

Imagine doing:

earsquats....
In front of another woman....
In a police station.....
Imagine doing it naked......
Imagine that it was recorded!

Yup, that happened, not to me!.. its all over the papers.... Some Chinese national was subjected to exactly that at a police station in PJ. Now, what that lady was arrested for, no one knows, but the treatment ala 'lesser Taliban' punishment has certainly caused an uproar. Already, the Chinese government is discouraging their people from coming to Malaysia, because their women are profiled as potential 'prostitutes and home breakers'.

What our boys (or gals) in blue was doing treating this people like this came as not much of a surprise. But the cold hard evident of, the video has certainly made a much greater effect. It supposed to be available over the internet, and was even aired on BBC in the UK! The whole thing has really shamed the country, and even the Prime Minister is now trying to mend things and do damage control.

Growing up, i have been filled with horror stories about the police. I was told not to go hang out at clubs or other seedy areas, because it doesnt matter if you really there just for a drink. Being at the wrong place at the wrong time is good enough for a one nights stay in the all-in-one, toilet+living room combo suite at the nearby police station. Thats why the only way to be surely safe is to not be at the wrong place! REMEMBER THAT. You might not be drinking, You might not be high on E, You might not be taking weed, but the person next to you might be, and thats all the police need.

I was also told that for men its 'beat-up first, talk second' for women its 'strip first, talk..never!' hehehe... second part not really. but yes, i do believe that they beat/shoot first, talk later and you cant blame them. These people deal with criminals all the time, its only natural for them to take on a more hardened approach. So all those things you see on TV about yr phonecall and reasoning with the suspect, throw it out the window!

Eg 1: A 16 year old boy, tool dads car out to pick up his gf for her birthday. halfway, a police car comes by. Boy panicks and makes a run for it. It becomes a car chase around town, and when the boy finally gave up and stopped the car, he was shot from afar. The police didnt know who was in the car or why they were trying to escape, so they assumed the worst. The girl was next to the boy, seated in the car.

Eg 2: A son of some Datuk was taken hostage. Police found their location and sent in a team to rescue the son. In the end, the son was rescued, but all the others inside the house, armed and unarmed, including a woman, were all shot on the spot. The Datuk and his son refused to comment or say anthing about the rescue.

Do you think the women and the unarmed person were involved? They may have, but what if they didnt? What if they didnt even know their friends had a hostage? What if they never wanted anything to do in the first place? what if they were just there, caught in the situation?

Dont be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

The longest week

The thing i feel like doing the most now is smashing up some random car. With a baseball bat maybe... yes, metal one even better. These weeks have felt REEALLY long. My last entry was November 11th and today is the 1st of December. A new month with a new hope maybe?

Just a quick update. Last month (or last episode, seeing how my life is one big soap opera) my mom ran away from the house, on the day she was supposed to go for her injection. Now, keep in mind, this will be the SECOND time that she has ran away from me in 3 weeks. But this time, we didnt go down to Kedah to catch her. A few days later she calls up, doing fine naturally. She offered no appologies for what she did and i remain sore with her till today. After staying up north for a month, we asked her to come stay with us for a while. So she's staying with us now, for a week. My brother moved back in, and just as quickly, moved out again. He quited his last job and took on another. My father wasnt too happy about that. Miraculously, we STILL are dead broke. Miraculously, it has been like this since April. Miraculously, its December now, and we are still ALIVE!
As for me, i feel sick last Thursday, and still sick till today.

I had a public speaking competition on Saturday. But by Friday night, i was still down with fever. Magically, on Saturday morning, the fever lifted and i was able to deliver my speech, though not nearly as good as i hoped it to be. Im up to my neck with assignments, homework, public speaking competiton, carolling practice (for the hospital), insecure extra fierce girlfriend,ex-runaway mom and lonely-troubled father to do my juggling act with. Quite a handfull, IMHO

Nonetheless, theres no time to complain, no time to fuss. Crying is a luxury men cannot afford and complaining should be left to the women! =P Thats why the only option left is to smash up some random guys car with a metal baseball bat! And you wonder why there's so much road rage going on!

But Christmas is around the corner, and somehow, no matter how horrible things are, i cant help but feel maybe just a liiiitle lighter. Afterall, Christmas is about the joys of giving, who knows what we're gona get right? It is also my most desperate wish that with the new year coming, things will start taking a turn for the better. 1 horrible years is quite enough for a guy to stomach, let alone 2. I'd really be smashing up a car if things dont start to work out better...but maybe just a toy one.. for appetizers.