<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767</id><updated>2011-12-22T20:38:08.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blardity Blah blah blargh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-8536019028196277850</id><published>2011-12-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:38:08.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking tickling time bomb.</title><content type='html'>Tried to do my best as a human being, but gaining attention and affection is like rocket science to me. Never cheated a girl in my life, but none ever gave me a chance. Just wished this friend Merry Xmas on Facebook but no replies. Got this friend a job at a well paid prestigious music school, nowadays she treated me like some sack of shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling victim to what I loathe as emo-ing douchebag. Emoing are for pussies. Yet I'm trying hard to be something that I am not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost few times in a week I'd wish I'd taken place my brother who died in an accident. It should've been me, even though he is a temperamental kid, he had much to live for. I am past my prime in my age, and I think I must've accumulated quite a number of bad karma for me to be still in a fucked up state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a walking time bomb for so many years its a wonder I'm still alive. Until when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-8536019028196277850?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/8536019028196277850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=8536019028196277850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8536019028196277850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8536019028196277850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/12/walking-tickling-time-bomb.html' title='Walking tickling time bomb.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-9201089819906302071</id><published>2011-12-19T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:32:03.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends</title><content type='html'>The Tchaikovsky 6 that I watched change my life again. I've been so fortunate to witness not so rarely concerts where routine, facade and facelessness gave way to abandonment of expression and spirit. And I've always admired Claus Peter Flor whom despite polarizing opinions about him, I'd expect something quite opposite of the sterile dullness of Mathias Bamert's reign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to accept that I will never be somewhat a decent class performer of sorts. It has always been my mission to be a teacher or some sort of mentor. Mentor in a sense to mould people who would become 10 times better than me at least and achieve things that I would never dream or thought of. And life has a musician has always been very difficult and most people in my shoes would have given up this path, but I know since music nourished me and sustained me long whom without I would've been extinct for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very grateful for the oboist friend, despite the fact he is a highly experienced and accomplished musician, our friendship never diminished in all years we knew each other. He probably accorded me with same respect with his peers of same level and accomplishment despite the fact I am just an ordinary talentless musician. And I was quite honoured to play in his house recital and have a MPO musician to compliment my playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite fortunate to have known a number of good potential juniors in my orchestra who took my advice and guidance seriously and I know with these kids the orchestra will blossom in a good direction. Good riddance to people who prioritizes their trifle affairs over the long term potential that this orchestra could be if they put sacrifices into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-9201089819906302071?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/9201089819906302071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=9201089819906302071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/9201089819906302071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/9201089819906302071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-friends.html' title='Good friends'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4423981138104975500</id><published>2011-10-19T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:44:25.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The need to be ruthless</title><content type='html'>I am in a position where I realise I am wasting my life for not having the balls to deal with things. I can see the obvious, whether I am playing music, conducting, or dealing with insecurities and shit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are people I know whom they are popular with practically everyone. I know I'm not a dickhead but I am not a "popular" person. Of course I am not envious with those kind (being envious with playas who can score a pussy is different shit altogether). I am not adept in engaging with idle chat and there are "dialect barrier" BS even though my Mandarin is more awesome compared with five years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, life is short being nice. I'll do things my way or die trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4423981138104975500?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4423981138104975500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4423981138104975500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4423981138104975500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4423981138104975500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/10/need-to-be-ruthless.html' title='The need to be ruthless'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4202872408973474449</id><published>2011-09-25T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T09:50:20.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wagner and Bieber</title><content type='html'>Loads of empty seats for Wagner programme at MPO today. Which is kinda odd considering full houses for Mahler symphonic works performed every time there. Then again it is odd that the management did not ask MPYO members to fill in the seats to avoid embarrassment as they previously used to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again I thought it would be good to promote these kind of concerts to wind band enthusiasts. How many times can you hear 9 fucking horns in an MPO concert? And listen to rare instruments such as Wagner Tuba, bass trumpets etc. I don't get kids who plays brasses that aspire to play in a concert that has among others, a Justin Bieber medley. I fucking avoid wind band concerts like plague now. Sorry call me a fucking snob since their programmes are predictable and I've been fed on diet of 2nd Viennese School, Varese and Ligeti. Don't programme a concert with easy listening medleys and call that "art" btw pretty please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4202872408973474449?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4202872408973474449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4202872408973474449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4202872408973474449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4202872408973474449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/09/wagner-and-bieber.html' title='Wagner and Bieber'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-8009895395228643993</id><published>2011-09-11T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T08:53:39.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modesty, in tune, blah blah</title><content type='html'>Its kind of sad when your playing betrays such "prestigious" fucking CV you have. Woooooooooo, you won competitions, you won scholarships to study in a famous American conservatory, you tour with orchestras.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet you can't keep a fucking simple note in tune 90% of the time, whatmoreless when you attempt some flashy virtuoso piece which will make Guantanamo bay prisoners be glad to eat dog poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another lesson: When somebody brags that they have perfect pitch, they're not. Full fucking stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-8009895395228643993?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/8009895395228643993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=8009895395228643993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8009895395228643993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8009895395228643993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/09/modesty-in-tune-blah-blah.html' title='Modesty, in tune, blah blah'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-2263968907482781385</id><published>2011-09-04T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T09:38:38.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the dead</title><content type='html'>Political blog, this no more. Unless one day I choose to rant like Patrick Teoh =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-2263968907482781385?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/2263968907482781385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=2263968907482781385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2263968907482781385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2263968907482781385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-from-dead.html' title='Back from the dead'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-6037096081880227117</id><published>2009-12-28T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:46:54.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The defensive agenda of the ultra racists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This comment is posted on Ridhuan Tee Abdullah's blog. God knows if he understands English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed the sort of "defensive" agenda these people like Ridhuan Tee, Utusan and ultra-racist side of UMNO used to spread hatred. That the Malay people have been patient for too long, that Muslims are most peace-loving and accomodating of all religions, and the Malay people have been giving more than taking in race relations, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they may have a point when the Opposition largely silent regarding the position of vernacular schools, issue of mother tongue and race-based organisations such as Dong jiao Zong, these people with defensive agendas usually conveniently forgets jusfications such as these schools being self-funded (as opposed to BTN). And these people probably has a history of mental or psychiatric problems because they conjure so-called "facts" out of thin air, such as Ridhuan Tee's complaint of non-Muslim worships and graveyards exceeding the number of their own. Why is it I heard a Catholic church in Shah Alam took 20 years to gain approval from state govt while in the last five years the trend of humble suraus being replaced by mega-ornate mosques everywhere yet comes solat barely few Muslimats are seen doing their prayers (except come Friday)? Non-Muslims also have an option of cremating their own (P/S: Encik Ridhuan boleh jelaskan bolehkan seseorang Muslim membakar jenazah keluarga mereka?) so at least we ARE saving some space for our Muslim brothers because they do not have an option to do so. Ain't we a tolerent lot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny enough Ridhuan Tee also complains that the Christmas holiday celebrations have been eclipsing the scale of hype of Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Boo hoo hoo, perhaps Ridhuan tee should explain why Taoists, Buddhists, Freethinkers, Atheists were busy celebrating a holiday that were supposed to celebrate Jesus or Christianity? Or Ridhuan Tee is envious that Santa didn't didn't give him a present this year or a leggy Santa Rina on his lap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Mr Ridhuan (I hope as a &lt;i&gt;university&lt;/i&gt; lecturer you can understand my simplified English) this sort of behaviour is also what we called delusional selfishness. Do you think only the Malays suffer when some Chinese light up huge coloks come Hungry Ghost Festival? Did you ever not think of the Christians, Hindus and sensitive allergic Chinese (or Indians/lain-lain race) who could probably die inhaling a whiff of the smoke? Have you ever stop to think also how much non-Malays also put up their effort to accomodate their Malay brethens? For example, having to get accustomed to loud solat broadcasts come 5 a.m. When Muslims dine at our house or parties we take the pain of using Halal silverware, plates and cutlery not tainted by pork. For God sake lah Ridhuan when you send your kid to a SJKC you think those canteen operators want to get sued for serving non-halal food to your kid?! In BTN or other government institutions, do the vegetarians complain when your Malay operators refused to accomodate their needs? No, they rather starve to death or get gastric lest they get accused of being "ultra kiasu", or worst getting busted under Sedition Act for questioning the rights of Malays *gasp*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik Ridhuan, no need to play fire with fire in order to make a point. And don't be so pretentious with the fact just because you use budi bahasa sweet language to spread lies and slender doesn't mean you are holier and better person than the "uncivilised" commentators on your blog (you know who). And nobody is buying your "We're the victim, we're the oppressed" agenda BS - stop it because it makes you look like a fool. Don't go destroying the barrier of goodwill between non-Muslims and your Muslimat because what you are doing now makes you no better than the so-called "ultra kiasus" you're attacking - its opposite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-6037096081880227117?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/6037096081880227117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=6037096081880227117' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/6037096081880227117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/6037096081880227117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/12/defensive-agenda-of-ultra-racists.html' title='The defensive agenda of the ultra racists'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4510860205552620513</id><published>2009-09-06T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:41:08.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to stop being nice on our "serumpun" neighbours</title><content type='html'>Lately our neighbours across the Melaka straits seems to be suffering from some form of PMS. I remembered vaguely some time ago there was furore over an abuse on one of their kind working here as a maid. Subsequently their authorities banned its citizens from working here for some time, and understandably due to the horrific circumstances surrounding the scandalous abuse case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then our neightbours have started throwing accusations around, starting from allegations that we "stole" their &lt;em&gt;Pendet &lt;/em&gt;dance for a "Malaysia Truly Asia" style promotional ad on Discovery Channel which turns out to be a botched attempt which our government has nothing to do with it. Then on Sept 2, their students pelted eggs at our embassy for allegedly copying "Terang Bulan" for our national anthem. Now hundreds of comments are posted on forums and portals in their country screaming &lt;em&gt;"Ganyang Malingsia"&lt;/em&gt; and baying for our blood because we've robbed, stolen, mutilated, abused piagiarized etc their heritage, culture and people from Rasa Sayang to oil-rich Ambalat island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problems for our government and people to take responsibility if indeed their accusations are true and proven. Indeed we should be ashamed Noordin Mat Top set up his base across the straits and bombing innocent citizens to death in his deluded jihad against non-Muslim heathens and infidels, therefore should he be caught here toughest measures should be taken against him including use of ISA. Tough actions should be taken against employers who cheated, mutilated and abuse their citizens who worked here (but then the treatment should not be mutually exclusive but applied to others from Philippines, Myammar etc). And if indeed the Malaysian Royalty is convicted by court and responsible for heinous abuse and treatment to Manohara, special treatment and defense must not be accorded to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am going to put on my proverbial redneck cap and call tit-for-tat. Their government recently has the cheek to ask our government to raise the minimal salary for their maids to be raised to RM 800. And as I type, many of their kind over in Borneo is crossing over our borders from Kalimantan and getting their MyKads faster than FRUs arresting Hindraf demonstrators in KL. Plantations and factories are still recruiting their kind, depriving our locals their chance for a livelihood. Whom do we see manning DBKL trucks picking up smelly garbages at our housing estates? Who are the people who are employed to sweep streets and busy highways? You will be surprised Indians are doing the dirty job while our "serumpun" kind are managing stalls in pasar malam and warungs in eateries! Imagine the balls of these people sending back their our cash back home and behind our backs screaming "&lt;em&gt;Ganyang Malingsia&lt;/em&gt;!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly the editorials I read in (usual mainstream lah) newspapers calling for tolerance and dialogue with these people. I'm not going to call for a nuke across Melaka straits to shut their pie hole for good but as a letter to Malaysiakini states, the non-Bumi Malaysians never pelted eggs and bayed for blood leaders such as Hishamuddin, Chua Soi Lek, Samy Vellu, despite their blatant tunnel vision and hypocrisy. Surprisingly Utusan Malaysia's venom against our "serumpun" brothers seemed tame compared with their rant against Chinese and Indians. They do not have problem with these &lt;em&gt;pendatang&lt;/em&gt; flooding the streets of Chow Kit and KotaRaya while they have issues with their fellow Hindu citizens trying to build a temple near their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would do the government a great deal of good and save them a lot of trouble if they wake up from their slumber and smell the coffee. Ban their bloody people from working here as maids since they complain the pay is too meagre and our people complain in papers that they are getting sloppy in their job. When their kind is unemployed and unable to find jobs back in their homeland, they would be crawling to us on their knees and beg to work in pig abbatoirs for RM 100 a month seven days a week, just you wait! Aren't we afraid of the diseases they may carry to our country in light of H1N1? Stop issuing instant MyKads to the Kalimantan pendatang and start giving more consideration to talented non-Bumi acedemics who are leaving here rapidly for greener pastures in Melbourne, London, New York etc. Weed out the parasites and nurture the real patriots no matter what their race. Show these ill-tempered "guests" that we're not pussies and we mean business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4510860205552620513?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4510860205552620513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4510860205552620513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4510860205552620513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4510860205552620513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-stop-being-nice-on-our-serumpun.html' title='Time to stop being nice on our &quot;serumpun&quot; neighbours'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-9210708091783189791</id><published>2009-08-13T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:05:30.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A H1N1: BN's tidak-apa attitude will bring dire consequences</title><content type='html'>I salute PM Najib for his achievement as nation's 6th Premier; being a worst Prime Minister than even the gutless, impotent Abdullah Badawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That totally blew away my expectations. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib shows that he is not much different than Pak Lah "Work with me not for me" Badawi in terms of putting a charade and let the monkeys roam loose doing shit. Hundreds of millions, I daresay being put in his big fucking phony 1Malaysia campaign. You see big effin banners and billboards on highway, it was bombarded in newspapers and even Limkokwing have composed a 1Malaysia anthem for it (which sounds like the worst Aswara student composing a RTM patriotic song &lt;em&gt;horrors&lt;/em&gt;!). And yet Utusan Malaysia spews so much racist venom than ever it made Mein Kempf read like freaking Anne Frank diary. Anyway I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a few days ago that the deathtoll for A H1N1 pandemic was roughly twenty and one day later the bodycount doubled to 40! Today the latest deathtoll reported is 51 &lt;a href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2009-08/14/content_11878777.htm"&gt;http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2009-08/14/content_11878777.htm&lt;/a&gt; What the bloody hell's name is the govt doing? The Sun journalist R.Nadeswaran gave a damning expose on the incompetence of the Immigration Dept in screening passangers arriving at KLIA. In the forms he filled, he even passed himself as Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and got away with it! Predictably, the Health Ministry lambasted Nadeswaran; &lt;a href="http://sun2surf.com/article.cfm?id=36693"&gt;http://sun2surf.com/article.cfm?id=36693&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Xinhuanet link, Health Minister Liow Tiong Lai said that closing schools were no longer practical to prevent the infection because most patients were &lt;em&gt;infected from the community&lt;/em&gt;. Can he explain in detail what he meant by that? Don't you have students from that community who goes to school? And there is no doubt that people who are in contact with infected patients may have travelled across state, thus spreading the virus further unless the HM told us they send a battalion of FRU troops clad in spacesuits the minute they got a call somebody was infected and closed down the community and anyone who tries to escape are tranquilised or shot on spot. I would buy that argument, even if it's made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will trust that the Health Ministry and the government is doing their utmost best in dealing with this crisis if health forms in KLIA are still used as bookmarks. Minister Liow Tiong Lai should quit all his politicking with MCA and concentrate 200% on tacking the H1N1 crisis. India's actions in shutting down schools and cinemas after 15 deaths shows the government's utmost ruthlessness and concern in tackling the pandemic effectively, and not worrying about petty "practical" reasons and economic concerns. The Malaysian government should worry least about these things, and should put the health of the rakyat at their utmost priority. Least of all, don't bluff your people with your lame chest-thumping statements in mainstream media that "Semuanya is ok!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-9210708091783189791?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/9210708091783189791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=9210708091783189791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/9210708091783189791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/9210708091783189791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-bns-tidak-apa-attitude-will-bring.html' title='A H1N1: BN&apos;s tidak-apa attitude will bring dire consequences'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-8012258479859125210</id><published>2009-06-17T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:48:50.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Country for Old Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deepglamour.net/.a/6a00e553bc52568834010536a5fdcb970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.deepglamour.net/.a/6a00e553bc52568834010536a5fdcb970c-800wi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little warning if you haven't watch this movie. This isn't a SLASHER FLICK ala Friday teh 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, Terminator, Predator etc although in this movie Javier Bardem's Chigurh character would've dispatched most of baddies mentioned with his airgun and not bat an eyelid (hell, even "badass" is an understatement for this villian). If you hate indie movies with passion, then NCFOM (acronym for this movie) is a typical award-winning fare that critics worship and Transformers-loving teenyboopers wail like babies if shown to them in a detention class. Have I spared you two hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ten minutes would have lulled majority of Malaysian movie goers either into sleep or leaving the cinema for good. Camera panning into distance of a desolate landscape, virtually dialogue free activity focusing on &lt;span class="content"&gt;Josh Brolin's character who is hunting on a desert. &lt;/span&gt;He finds two million dollars in a suitcase on site of a massacre. Brolin finds the money and buggers off, but then returns to the place where he found them. Back there was a dying old man who needs a sip of water. Lesson of the day: Never take what isn't yours or even if you do, leave and never turn back. Moss got found and what is worse is not a bunch of raging Mexicans after his ass, but a hired assasin with a seriously whack hairdo. In the movie also, a Sheriff Ed Tom Bell (Tommy Lee Jones) is assigned to track Moss down and to protect his wife Carla Jean (Kelly McDonald) but on screen he may be seemed a pretty useless character who laments increasing violence in his good town and "lack of old manners" that is much different than "back in good old days". What is the use of a whining, toothless sheriff who is pretty much impotent in this movie? He doesn't even meet Chigurh in the whole duration of the film (or almost). Just minor spoilers btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie will snap sense onto your head when it reaches the credits. This is also where most people at this point will cry "Bullshit". NCFOM is a movie that demands repeated viewings in order to piece together things that doesn't make sense at first attempt. The movie's main themes centres most on free-will and predestination of fate, or rather also how we respond to inevitability of things, such as force of evil. Chigurh is a fascinating character, much like Joker in The Dark Knight who has their own "integrity" and code of conduct and has no history of injustice or abuse that scriptwriters usually use in order to justify their actions. Whereas Joker's "story" of how he got his scars are most likely cock-up rants of a deranged madman, Chigurh is incorruptible in his pursuit that even if Moss hands him back the million dollars he will still blow his brains out with his airgun. The only way Chigurh's target could survive if he himself offers to toss a coin in deciding the fate of his victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also without spoiling the movie since Chigurh represents Death in this movie, the characters such as Moss also represents how we deal with it. Some choose to continue weasel their way out, even knowing that running away is futile. Some prepares for Death and makes no apology for whatever manner that may lead it to them. In any case, you don't need to be an artsy critic in order to appreciate this movie. Still if you're renting this, watching Bardem's character with that bad hairdo walking about with his airgun still kicks ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-8012258479859125210?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/8012258479859125210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=8012258479859125210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8012258479859125210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8012258479859125210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-country-for-old-men.html' title='No Country for Old Men'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1789646083010277136</id><published>2009-04-14T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:02:13.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit being a retard, Muhiyiddin.</title><content type='html'>Deputy Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin gave a speech in light of recent by-election defeats in Bukit Gantang and Bukit Selambau. In a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rencana&lt;/span&gt; interview by Utusan's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mingguan Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; tabloid, the DPM said the Chinese voters have duped BN despite millions of ringgit given to the community for development and they were tidak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengenang budi &lt;/span&gt;(ungrateful).  Muhiyiddin later lambasted the Chinese press for supposedly twisting his words in that interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think it's the Chinese papers. I don't know. I don't read Chinese but I got people who reported to me and they (the Chinese dailies) twisted my statement," he said.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He also denied saying the Chinese were ungrateful in the interview.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No, no (I didn't say ungrateful). Did you read my Bahasa (Malaysia)? Even (deputy education minister) Wee Ka Siong knows Bahasa.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In Bahasa, I said '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seolah-olah tak menghargai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' (‘They seemed to be unappreciative'). You have to read the whole context. Don't pick up just like that," he said.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He also appeared to be annoyed with reporters who continued to pester him on the issue.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you don't understand Bahasa, I can send you to school to understand it."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He said that his language in the interview was "very clear and straight" and there was no way it could be twisted.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When you start twisting the whole thing, it puts me in sort of a bad light among the Chinese community," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhyiddin unfortunately looked as if has a low-IQ capacity in his lame attempt to defend or sidetrack the remarks he made. Following is the full interview posted here on Utusan Online, &lt;a href="http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/info.asp?y=2009&amp;amp;dt=0412&amp;amp;pub=utusan_malaysia&amp;amp;sec=Rencana&amp;amp;pg=re_06.htm&amp;amp;arc=hive"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more disturbing here is that the whole interview smacks of xenophobia ala Hitler  who ascended to power by making Jews scapegoats for "corruption" of Germany. The headline entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuasa penentu Melayu hilang jika terus berpecah&lt;/span&gt; had Muhiyiddin opined that the minorities (Chinese and Indians) knew they're kingmakers in the elections and warns Malay race that they will turn into a minority if they keep rejecting UMNO in next upcoming elections. These minorities are deceitful people who applauds when BN delivers millions of ringgit in development but then snubs their contribution when it comes to votes, hence they're ungrateful bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Chinese press are to be blamed for taking his remarks out of context, here is an actual quote from Utusan website, word by word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saya fikir paling jelas terbukti masyarakat Cina dan India belum bersedia menerima apa-apa bentuk pimpinan kerajaan yang seperti ada sekarang ini, lebih lagi agak terlalu menonjol ialah terhadap apa yang berlaku di Perak itu sendiri. Sesetengah masyarakat di sana, melihat ia dari sudut yang rasis, kerajaan orang Cina ditumbangkan oleh kerajaan orang Melayu walaupun tanggapan itu tidak betul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mungkin mereka tidak berapa jelas cara dari sudut Perlembagaan dan peraturan, maka mereka melihat apa yang berlaku sebagai satu bentuk menolak hak majoriti rakyat, mereka mahu kerajaan dipilih seperti pilihan raya lepas."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is apparent from my understanding that he remarked the minority voters who rejected BN are not educated enough to understand the workings of the law and Constitution.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tetapi bukankah setiap kali pilihan raya kecil, permintaan kaum bukan Melayu dipenuhi, malah di Bukit Gantang walaupun peruntukan RM1juta diberikan tetapi kaum Cina tidak juga menyokong BN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MUHYIDDIN: Ya, kadang-kadang kita berasa terpedaya juga kerana zahirnya nampak macam 'ok', sambutan dengan tepukan gemuruh tetapi mungkin sudah ada tertanam dalam hati iaitu sesuatu tidak mudah hendak berubah, pokoknya masalah isu Perak terutamanya di kalangan masyarakat Cina yang mungkin telah dipengaruhi dengan sentimen simpati kepada Datuk Seri Ir.Mohamad Nizar Jamaluddin, kononnya dia 'dijatuhkan', lepas itu kononnya dasar memberi pegangan tanah selama 99 tahun dilihat dasar yang menguntungkan. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini yang mungkin menyebabkan sukar BN mendapat sokongan walaupun kita fikir bila mereka hendak sekolah Cina dibantu, kita bantu, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sepatutnya mereka membalas budi&lt;/span&gt;. Pada waktu itu, kita pun tidak berharap sokongan kaum Cina akan meningkat 40 peratus dan sebagainya cuma kita berharap ada peningkatan sedikit tetapi apa yang berlaku ia mencatatkan penurunan, macam tidak ada penghargaan terhadap apa yang kita lakukan.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note also Muhyiddin repeatedly said these words were twisted out of context, as if it existed in the first place! Furthermore he add, much to his annoyance of reporters who kept pestering him that "If you don't understand Bahasa, I can send you to school to understand it." and he said that his language in the interview was "very clear and straight". His &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;modus operandi&lt;/span&gt; to deny his prejudice now is to retort to the interpreter that his/her command of B.M is weak. Amazing, isn't it? Those Chinese reporters probably didn't even get a simple credit in their B.M paper in SPM! Blame those illiterate, ungrateful, deceitfully conniving reporters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It goes to show Najib hasn't learned from the mistake of his predecessor Pak Lah "Work with me not work for me" Badawi's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cakap lain serupa bikin &lt;/span&gt;attitude. His deputy's xenophobic views contradicts his 1Malaysia blueprint vision. But then again, we all know its a fucking facade of lies since this PM made a statement back when he was UMNO Youth leader in early 80s that he will bathe Chinese people's blood in keris. We all know BN's same old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;modus operandi&lt;/span&gt; for winning votes in by-elections; talk about national unity, promise development to non-Malay voters while talking dirty about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pendatang&lt;/span&gt; and how they're usurping the rights of bumiputeras to Malay voters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As consolation to haters of BN, they have not learnt their lesson! I suppose the lack of I.Q content by leaders such as Muhyiddin is a good thing. They are still clueless about why non-Malay voters were ungrateful to them?! Use those time and money you're going to spend on "feedback" on more productive things, like going to fucking Disneyland on context of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lawatan sambil belajar" &lt;/span&gt;(credit to Khir Toyol). As Malaysiakini put it aptly quoting a popular saying, “Fool me once, shame on you but fool me twice, shame on me!". Voters aren't going to be fooled thrice and elect this retard as the Prime Minister of this country. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1789646083010277136?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1789646083010277136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1789646083010277136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1789646083010277136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1789646083010277136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/04/quit-being-retard-muhiyiddin.html' title='Quit being a retard, Muhiyiddin.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-2106618989977614610</id><published>2009-03-28T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:20:52.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't buy the Earth Hour claptrap</title><content type='html'>Freaking rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially wanted to join the whole Earth Hour claptrap until at eleventh hour the whole BS to me is just appalling when the fact struck me that event feels as hollow as celebrating Valentines Day. Most of the "celebrities" and people who are psyched by this event are probably hypocrites when it comes to doing real energy conservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance at 7.10 p.m someone I know someone from college sent me yet another SMS telling me to switch off lights at 8:30 till 9:30 p.m to "save planet earth" when this guy at college goes off to lunch everytime leaving the goddamn air-cond on in the practice room. His excuse? Cool down his instrument in order to preserve the pitch. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read in NST Zainal Abidin says he will switch off the lights in his house at 8:30 p.m then will spend the whole time doing BBQ with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats like a crook saying he's giving up robbing banks and go raping women instead. You switch off lights and use CHARCOAL to fucking grill meat during the hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual those hotels and reputable corporations are using the whole Earth Hour shit for cheap publicity, no need to deny them. Corporate responsibility my fucking ass. Announce loudly in newspapers your offices will switch off power completely or "non-essential lights" for that hour. Then rest of the freaking year your company would use 10 times more energy than a normal company would do eg: CEOs who drive petrol guzzling Jaguars, Mercedes or SUVs (hell worse, those who have private jets for Chrissakes). Companies who bulldozes forests and shoo away natives to build exclusive bunglos for the rich. Companies whose factories emit enough carbon to rival those in Beijing. List goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shopping malls, hotels, etc are celebrating Earth Hour by inviting artists to perform in a candlelight or "low-powered",  "unplugged" concert, organizing candlelit dinners, bla bla and naturally patrons will switch off lights at home and travel there with...petrol powered vehicles. Pointless exercise again unless you're one of the patrons who either take LRT, cycle or walk. Then you're getting a cookie from me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to do your part in "saving earth"? First do watch Al gore's film "An Inconvenient Truth" regardless your political affliations or if you think Gore is a pretentious freaking liberal. Use air cond only when its&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; absolutely&lt;/span&gt; necessary, even better if you're sleeping at night switch air-cond only for three hours then switch off and use electric fan for remaining night, like what I read in the paper. Minimize use of A4 papers, better use digital softcopy to submit your assignments. Try refuse plastic bags offered in supermarkets, if you do make sure they're recycled. Use containers whenever you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tapau&lt;/span&gt;/takeaway &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cap fan, kai fun&lt;/span&gt; or whatever since polestrene is evil (which I'm struggling because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;polestrene&lt;/span&gt; is also convenient, but we all try). Whatever helpings you take in buffet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finish them &lt;/span&gt;or else smuggle your leftovers out for your dog to finish. The organizers will dump their foie gras, oysters, sashimis into the garbage bin anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, don't brag out loud to everyone you're a "green" hippy. Nobody will give you a medal for your efforts to conserve earth. Don't be like PETA hippies and make our lives miserable. Preach what you want, but don't shove them down their throats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-2106618989977614610?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/2106618989977614610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=2106618989977614610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2106618989977614610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2106618989977614610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-buy-earth-hour-claptrap.html' title='I don&apos;t buy the Earth Hour claptrap'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-2419165405057996688</id><published>2009-02-06T18:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:55:48.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REC - Blair Witch meets George Romero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SYz5CxA63iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AOVYFFFE7-s/s1600-h/REC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299884687420481058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SYz5CxA63iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AOVYFFFE7-s/s320/REC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing kicks ass like a good workout for the heart. Um, not by normal cardiac workout. What constitutes one is a good jolt of kick by getting thrilled or scared the bejeezus out of your ass. I always thought the video game medium is more scarier than movies when it comes to deliver good scares. You name it; Resident Evil, Silent Hill, Fatal Frame series. Instead of scares being delivered by whims and from a fixed perspective set by a so-called director who supposedly knows how to deliver the goods, most of the time its a let down. Not so in an interactive horror game - explore the vast but unseen heavily misted stretches in the woods or claustrophobic, dark often very-very dimly lit corridors in a abandoned storehouse/mansion/apartment/etc? The gamer is given free will to get jolted in different ways possible, either from getting chased by a tyrant with a hugeass chainsaw/hammer or risk getting gang-raped by a horde of zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say the film medium is totally flawed. I've seen really good films that even made me switch on lights to sleep at night after watching it; Ju-On series, The Shining, Blair Witch to name a few. The really good movie experience is akin to being chained on a chair being forced to watch a live corpse being dissected to its bare bones. REC is but one example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makers of this film doesn't give you any pretentious bullshit, hence you won't find anything groundbreaking or "original" to top Blair Witch Project the film that gave birth to "first-person documentary" style of filming. There is no room for "plot development" and all characters basically whine and yell at each other most of the time. Hence I do not understand stupid critics who denigrates this film based on those criterias, like the one from Variety: &lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/review/VE1117934528.html?categoryid=31&amp;amp;cs=1"&gt;http://www.variety.com/review/VE1117934528.html?categoryid=31&amp;amp;cs=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premise of plot is simple, no need for fancy side-stories about a protagonist's hidden secret past or an excuse for a stupid sex scene (typical in slasher movies) despite the fact the female protagonist is &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;. Female reporter covers a typical day of a firefighter for a weekly documentary, which leads her and cameraman to an apartment after a distress call about an old lady getting stuck in an apartment. Over there, shit happens when the old lady attacks one of the policemen, then in an attempt to secure help the apartment is sealed off by authorities fearing an epidemic outbreak. The reporter and cameramen, trapped with fireman, a camera-phobic cop and distressed tenants have to find a way out of there while things in the apartment is getting ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is seriously only Blair Witch with zombies. Thus if you have watched it before, the good thing it retained is the indie-feel, real budget film making and quality without fancy shit like CGI, orchestra and fancy lighting. While Blair Witch is basically the fear of what we&lt;em&gt; cannot see&lt;/em&gt;, REC basically ramp things up with that plus the fear with things we &lt;em&gt;can see&lt;/em&gt;, hence the zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why did I mentioned video games in first paragraph? The penthouse as you will see later in the film is an obvious homage to the Resident Evil and Silent Hill. Only gamers will understand what I mean and I don't think that would spoil the sheer awesomeness of this movie. The only flaw is that the movie is too short. I thought the last 10 minutes could be stretched a little more. But then that would be too much of a good thing to finally give way to an actual heart attack. It is that terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual if a horror movie from a non-Hollywood scores big by satiating the lust of screen masochists, its guaranteed for a remake - from Hollywood. However it is also an unwritten rule that a superior remake is like finding speck of gold in Saharan desert. So if you come across the title "Quarantine" but have yet to watch this movie for Chrissakes give it a pass. Even if reading subtitle is a chore, its just a little chore compared to ruining yourself watching an inferior Hollywood remake. Best experienced lights off, after midnight, maximum effect; alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-2419165405057996688?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/2419165405057996688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=2419165405057996688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2419165405057996688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2419165405057996688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2009/02/rec-blair-witch-meets-george-romero.html' title='REC - Blair Witch meets George Romero?'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SYz5CxA63iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/AOVYFFFE7-s/s72-c/REC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-5048910796760905973</id><published>2008-12-22T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T04:58:51.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinta 1881 - full of promise, but ultimately tanked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.loveasianfilm.com/images/kinta1881_stills05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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You're better off spared your RM 10 and 90 minutes of your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What pulled me to watch this first ever local produced martial arts flick was a review in The Star written by if not mistaken, S.B Toh. It was one of the most well-written review I have ever read and the writer commented that it is essentially a Testosterone-charged movie just like 300 where as soon as you finish the movie you will rush to join a monastery and endure masochistic workout regime for hell of it. After watching it is safe to say I have NEVER been conned by a reviewer ever in my life. Heck in fact I won't be surprised if the writer is paid to seriously write a fucking damn good review like that to lure The Star readers watching that movie. Holy shite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not want to diss a local effort like that even if it falls short of my expectations. The fight scenes are frankly lame, with terrible editing and moves that looked too scripted and unconvincing. That is okay. Screenplay is a total mess with some scenes that are 3-4 minutes long actually RECYCLED in flashbacks and the betrayal by one of the main lead characters still baffled me by the end of the movie and I do not understand why. I can endure that. What freaking pisses me off are the amateurish script writing and usage of terrible cliches that should've died in B-movie martial arts films made in 80s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start one, I suppose ALL the voices you hear are dubbed to the film that the actors acted out. That means they read the script and recorded in the studio so its obvious that whenever Patrick Teoh speaks he sounds like he's been dubbed by somebody else. The numerous groans during the fight scenes are reminiscent of Malay-dubbed Anime we're accustomed to. WTF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way the story unravels feels like you're watching a school play. No kidding Sherlock. We're told the main protagonists along with the mine workers are exploited and it just happens they realised it when one day eating dinner the dish ain't different from what they had for the past few weeks (supposedly) and one of those folks couldn't take it. (insert cliche) "We have to do something about it!" Then the main baddie in the movie Patrick Teoh after hearing their grouses decided to dispatch his henchmen and eliminate the miners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the entire dormitory the tin miners were staying burned to ground and the surviviors scampered away to the woods. They were found by Malay villagers and were nursed back to health by women clad only in sarong. Here, the protagonists endure several flashbacks which most of the time were tedious to sit through. Typically there are several love stories which was godawful including one which involves Patrick Teoh's daughter having a crush with Tiger, one of the protagonists. I felt like giving a bitchsmack to that actress and her &lt;em&gt;gwaimui&lt;/em&gt; friend for their "partnership" atrocious enough to win a Razzie award. The way she introduced uncle Tin Sok (the uncle who takes care of the miners) was excruciating; "Meet my uncle Tin Sok, he's in charge of the miners" "Oh, &lt;em&gt;Tin Sok? Tin Sok&lt;/em&gt;?" replies the gwaimui in awe. You might be forgiven that so-called British lady is actually some Belgian who doesn't speak any word of English &gt;_&gt; Another protagonist fell in love with a mute girl whom her dad was brutally murdered by the baddies. Here's a question. Before the old man was murdered, he left a letter asking anyone who read it to take care of his poor, defenceless mute daughter. One of the protagonists picked it up. Did the old man actually included a passport-size photograph? You tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only saving grace of the movie is the cinematography. Yes, considering the same guy made "Three Generations" featuring Amber Chia which I assume is a total dud not worth my time anyway. One of the fight scenes involves in a Ipoh limestone cave and the shots were gorgeous. Not to mention the murder of the mute girl's dad is actually the highlight of the film, from how the spear went through his neck which was graphic and how he was hanged. Too bad the fight scenes didn't look as cool as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinta 1881 had a climatic fight inside a cage which is an exhibitionist match arranged by Patrick Teoh to select new Head in charge of the tin mine. Now the fight scenes here are much more realistic compared to rest of the lot earlier on. Not surprisingly the movie ends abruptly in an anti-climatic manner. What does it leave us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Judging from the hype and the way the film is promoted, I won't be surprised if the producers recouped the money from making this film. I am actually looking forward for another local martial arts movie as long as C.L Hor stays out of it, even if he's very capable of shooting beautiful scenary and gorgeous shots. Thailand, whom we Malaysians snobbed as a less developed country than us has more than just Ong Bak flick to boast to the world. We have long, long way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-5048910796760905973?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/5048910796760905973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=5048910796760905973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5048910796760905973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5048910796760905973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/12/kinta-1881-full-of-promise-but.html' title='Kinta 1881 - full of promise, but ultimately tanked.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1780568329251369926</id><published>2008-10-13T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T05:50:24.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hulk remake is just as shite as Ang Lee's original</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/incredible-hulk-norton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/incredible-hulk-norton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Edward Norton injecting lifeline into the Hulk "regeneration" movie, nothing can go wrong. Oooopppsss...another experimental failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The new Hulk movie by Marvel (yes Marvel has their own movie studio) promised to make viewers forget about the melodramatic tedium of Ang Lee's original. Even better they assigned Edward Norton to be the lead! Yes, the guy who acted in American History X and Fight Club. Finally this is the real deal, sonny - not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie is much faster paced than the ponderous original, yes action scenes are relentless especially the factory showdown and the fight between Hulk and Abomination which was nail-biting I have to admit. However director Louis Leterrier's credits which includes Jet Li's Unleashed and Jason Statham's Transporter series looked capable of producing only MTV-catered B-movie action films only. Therefore that explains character and plot development which was fucking pitiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently the director decided to shift all the backstory about how Dr. Bruce Banner was turned into Hulk into the freaking original opening credits! It looked like Marvel is taking exorcism of Ang Lee's tedium melodrama too seriously. So if the original was trying to have too much soul, this remake is void of it. When you're not empathizing with Edward Norton despite the ordeals and trouble he is undergoing as Dr Bruce Banner, something is terribly wrong. The army is chasing his ass all over Brazil at one scene yet I've never felt so indifferent over a lead character before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The CGI is no different than Ang Lee's original Hulk. Yes the Hulk remake looked more chiselled and enormous strength in muscles but if there is a little compliment Ang Lee's Hulk looked like a freaking CGI cartoon while Leterrier's Hulk looked like its ripped from Warcraft III. The big fight between Hulk and Abomination is bloody intense but if this were shown amongst other videos in E3 or other gaming conventions, it looks like a PS3 demonstration. When Hulk and Abomination were crashing and flying through buildings the background textures lost its photorealism and the differences between two minutes previously was like night and day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hulk doesn't suck so bad like a typical (insert_______) Movie or a Uwe Boll trash you'll mourn for the loss of at least one and a half hours but what is pitiful is the terrible waste of acting talents such as Edward Norton and Liv Tyler. I thought both had great chemistry as a couple but the script had let them down. Now terrific action movies such as Bourne trilogy or Die Hard shows that a decent script with decent character and plot development makes a kickass popcorn flick, not this shallow comic-book CGI tedium. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1780568329251369926?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1780568329251369926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1780568329251369926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1780568329251369926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1780568329251369926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/10/hulk-remake-is-just-as-shite-as-ang.html' title='The Hulk remake is just as shite as Ang Lee&apos;s original'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1233769379722202991</id><published>2008-10-03T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:43:27.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best football manager interview ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=578459&amp;amp;sec=england&amp;amp;cc=4716"&gt;http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=578459&amp;amp;sec=england&amp;amp;cc=4716&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The edited transcript of Newcastle United's interim manager Joe Kinnear's first official press conference, taken from The Guardian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://ad.dc2.adtech.de/?adlink60511811070170AdId=1999242;BnId=1;itime=50989118;key=england+story+eng1+361+ASIA;kr180=1049;kr204=1333;kp=8348;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Kinnear: Which one is Simon Bird [Daily Mirror's north-east football writer]?&lt;br /&gt;Simon Bird: Me.&lt;br /&gt;JK: You're a c**t.&lt;br /&gt;SB: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;JK: Which one is Hickman [Niall, football writer for the Express]? You are out of order. Absolutely f**king out of order. If you do it again, I am telling you you can f**k off and go to another ground. I will not come and stand for that f**king crap. No f**king way, lies. F**k, you're saying I turned up and they [Newcastle's players] f**ked off.&lt;br /&gt;SB: No Joe, have you read it, it doesn't actually say that. Have you read it?&lt;br /&gt;JK: I've f**king read it, I've read it.&lt;br /&gt;SB: It doesn't say that. Have you read it?&lt;br /&gt;JK: You are trying to f**king undermine my position already.&lt;br /&gt;SB: Have you read it, it doesn't say that. I knew you knew they were having a day off.&lt;br /&gt;JK: F**k off. F**k off. It's your last f**king chance.&lt;br /&gt;SB: You read the copy? It doesn't say that you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;JK: What about the headline, you think that's a good headline?&lt;br /&gt;SB: I didn't write the headline, you read the copy.&lt;br /&gt;JK: You are negative b**tards, the pair of you.&lt;br /&gt;SB: So if I get a new job next week would I take the first day off? No I wouldn't. If I get a new job should I call my boss and tell him I am taking the first day off?&lt;br /&gt;JK: It is none of your f**king business. What the f**k are you going to do? You ain't got the balls to be a f**king manager. F**king day off. Do I want your opinion. Do I have to listen to you?&lt;br /&gt;SB: No, you can listen to who you want.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I had a 24-hour meeting with the entire staff.&lt;br /&gt;SB: Joe, you are only here six weeks, you could have done that on Sunday, or Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;JK: No, no, no. I didn't want to do it. I had some other things to do.&lt;br /&gt;SB: What? More important things?&lt;br /&gt;JK: What are you? My personal secretary? F**k off.&lt;br /&gt;SB: You could have done the meeting Saturday night or Sunday. You could have had them watching videos, you could have organised them.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I was meeting the f**king chairman the owner, everyone else. Talking about things.&lt;br /&gt;SB: It is a valid point that was made in there. A valid point.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I can't trust any of you.&lt;br /&gt;Niall Hickman: Joe, no one could believe that on your first day at your new club, the first-team players were not in. No one could believe it in town. Your first day in the office.&lt;br /&gt;JK: My first day was with the coaches. I made the decision that I wanted to get as much information out of them.&lt;br /&gt;NH: But why Monday, no one could believe it?&lt;br /&gt;JK: I'm not going to tell you anything. I don't understand where you are coming from. You are delighted that Newcastle are getting beat and are in the state they are? Delighted, are you?&lt;br /&gt;NH: Certainly not. No one wants to see them get beaten, why would we?&lt;br /&gt;JK: I have done it before. It is going to my f**king lawyers. So are about three others. If they can find something in it that is a court case it is going to court. I am not f**king about. I don't talk to f**king anybody. It is raking up stories. You are f**king so f**king slimy you are raking up players that I got rid of. Players that I had fallen out with. You are not asking Robbie Earle, because he is sensible. You are not asking Warren Barton? No. Because he is f**king sensible. Anyone who had played for me for 10 years at any level ... [but] you will find some c**t that ...&lt;br /&gt;Other journalist: How long is your contract for Joe?&lt;br /&gt;JK: None of your business.&lt;br /&gt;SB: Well it is actually, because we cover the club. The club say you are here to the end of October, then you say six to eight games which would take it to the end of November. We are trying to clarify these issues. We are getting no straight answers from anyone. How long are you here for. It is a dead simple question. And you don't know ...&lt;br /&gt;JK: I was told the length of contract. Then I was told that possibly the club could be sold in that time. That is as far as I know. That's it finished. I don't know anything else. But I have been ridiculed. He's trying to f**king hide, he's trying to do this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There follows an exchange regarding the circumstances under which Kinnear had met the owner Mike Ashley and executive director (football) Dennis Wise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Steve Brenner: (football writer for the Sun) We are all grown men and can come in here and sit around and talk about football, but coming in here and calling people c**ts?&lt;br /&gt;JK: Why? Because I am annoyed. I am not accepting that. If it is libellous, it is going to where I want it to go.&lt;br /&gt;Newcastle press officer: What has been said in here is off the record and doesn't go outside.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Well, is that what Joe thinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK :Write what you like. Makes no difference to me. Don't affect me I assure you. It'll be the last time I see you anyway. Won't affect me. See how we go at Everton and Chrissy [Chris Hughton, assistant manager] can do it, someone else can do it. Don't trust any of yous. I will pick two local papers and speak to them and the rest can f**k off. I ain't coming up here to have the piss taken out of me. I have a million pages of crap that has been written about me. I'm ridiculed for no reason. I'm defenceless. I can't get a point in, I can't say nothing, I can't do nothing, but I ain't going to be negative. Then, half of you, most of you are trying to get into the players. I'm not going to tell you what the players think of you, so then you try and get into them in some way or another, so I've got a split camp or something like that, something like that. It's ongoing. It just doesn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: It's only been a week.&lt;br /&gt;JK: Exactly. It feels more like a year.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: It's early days for you to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;JK: No, I'm clearing the air. And this is the last time I'm going to speak to you. You want to know why, I'm telling you. This is the last time. You can do what you like.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist But this isn't going to do you or us any good.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I'll speak to the supporters. I'm going to tell them what the story is. I'm going to tell them. I don't think they'll interpret it any different, I don't think they'll mix it up, I don't think they'll miss out things. I mean, one of them last week said to me ... I was talking about in that press conference where you were there, I said something like "Well, that's a load of bollocks ..."&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: "Bollocks to that" is what you said.&lt;br /&gt;JK: Bollocks to that. And what goes after that?&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: That was it.&lt;br /&gt;JK: No it wasn't, no it wasn't. What was after it? I don't know if it was your paper, but what went after it?&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;JK: It even had the cheek to say "bollocks to Newcastle".&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: I didn't write that.&lt;br /&gt;JK: That was my first f**king day. What does that tell you? What does that tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Where was that? Which paper said that?&lt;br /&gt;JK: I've got it. I can't remember. It was one of the Sundays, not a Saturday. It was a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: But you didn't say that to the Sundays, you said that to us. That was during the Monday press conference.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I'll bring it in and show it to you. Why would I want to say that?&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Are you saying that someone has reported you saying "bollocks to Newcastle?"&lt;br /&gt;JK: Yes. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: I don't know who's reported that.&lt;br /&gt;JK: I'll tell you what, I'll bring it in.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: That's obviously going to damage you. That's not a good thing. But I don't think someone's done that. We have to have some sort of relationship with you.&lt;br /&gt;JK: So have I. But I haven't come in here for you lot to take the piss out of me. And if I'm not flavour of the month for you, it don't f**king bother me. I've got a job to do. And I'm going to do it to the best of my ability. I'm not going to spend any more time listening to any crap or reading any crap. Stick to the truth and the facts. And don't twist anything.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: You know, you know the game ...&lt;br /&gt;JK: Of course I know, but I don't have to like it.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Today we'll print the absolute truth, that you think we're c**ts, we can all f**k off and we're slimy. Is that fair enough?&lt;br /&gt;JK :Do it. Fine. F**king print it. Am I going to worry about it? Put in also that it'll be the last time I see you. Put that in as well. Good. Do it.Much, much later after long discussions over whether Kinnear had promised Alan Shearer and Kevin Keegan would be returning to the club&lt;br /&gt;Press officer: Let's get on to football. Let's have an agreement that everything said so far, if anyone has got their tapes on, it's wiped off and we're not discussing it.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: But that's what Joe has said he thinks of us.&lt;br /&gt;Press officer: I'm saying don't push it. Let's accept what's been said and try and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Move on to not doing any more press conferences?&lt;br /&gt;PO: No, to doing something now.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: What, one press conference only?&lt;br /&gt;(Silence)&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Any knocks?&lt;br /&gt;PO: Come on, let's go football.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: What are your plans for training in the next three days? How's the training going?&lt;br /&gt;JK: It's going very well. No problems at all.&lt;br /&gt;Journalist: Enjoyed getting back in the swing of things?&lt;br /&gt;JK: Absolutely. I've loved every moment of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1233769379722202991?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1233769379722202991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1233769379722202991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1233769379722202991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1233769379722202991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-football-manager-interview-ever.html' title='Best football manager interview ever.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1839719931927688919</id><published>2008-09-22T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:39:56.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus am so fucking bored.</title><content type='html'>So Anwar yapped at Sept 16 that the govt will fall in few days bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then he said he wants PM to arrange for emergency parliamentary session at Sept 23 to file No Confidence against Pak Lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course wat u expect Pak Lah to say? He's gone cuckoo if he says yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the typical people on the streets about Anwar's crossover and most likely Anwar they will tell you to dream on. Of course instead of ignoring Anwar or better, just bust him under ISA the whole BN cahoots cannot resist joining his charade. Switching portfolios with Najib (Take over Defence Ministry wor), more UMNO members calling him to resign before the party's assembly in December and Muhiyiddin making more blardy noise. So much for mirage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then on the other side, it looks like Anwar is fucking clueless on the way this shit is going or he's still desperately trying to buy more MPs into his coalition. Fucking clueless as he still doesn't know how to do this crossover thing properly even if he already has enough fucking MPs in his hands. Does he know beforehand the parliament can only be called after Ramadan thats where he can ask his MPs to file no confidence against Badawi? The whole Agong thing, what if His Majesty rejects his request?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again this is Datuk Seri Anwar and he knows more shit than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mistake was imposing the sept 16 deadline and as result a lot of people are already let down. But then his "lie" may be part of the plan. All the mind games will drag on till even end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most people, this soap opera of politics is starting to feel like the plot has dragged too much over the welcome it deserves. Do whatever you have to do Anwar but this takeover thing doesn't materialize and Pakatan's reign will be in deep shit because probably by next general election, people would not bother to vote for either Pakatan or Barisan. Who do you choose? Racist, cronyistic, corrupt BN or power-hungry, lying Pakatan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1839719931927688919?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1839719931927688919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1839719931927688919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1839719931927688919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1839719931927688919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesus-am-so-fucking-bored.html' title='Jesus am so fucking bored.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-854724013108010838</id><published>2008-09-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:35:05.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This country cannot wait three more years to be saved.</title><content type='html'>It is already past 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysiakini reports that from the Pakatan Rakyat speech in Kelana Jaya, Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim will be ready to form the government TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is despite contradictory reports earlier that the plan may be deferred due to "distruption" to his plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there has been opinions that such "back alley" move is bad for democracy and is despicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking from events past few weeks it is obvious if Malaysia waits until the next general elections by 2012, motherland may be crippled by UMNO's undoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastated by March 8 tsunami, UMNO has not learnt its lessons and still continued its despicable divide-and-rule tactics, sweet-talking to &lt;em&gt;rakyat &lt;/em&gt;about importance of racial unity, &lt;em&gt;perpaduan&lt;/em&gt; and religious tolerence while preaching racial hatred messages to Malay grassroots telling them especially that the non-Bumis are going to take over this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ahmad Ismail furore has grown much more uglier with the arrests of Raja Petra, Teresa Kok and the Sin Chew reporter who covered Ahmad's speech in Bukit Bendera. Already Zaid Ibrahim the Law Minister had quit in protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for Malaysia are the likes of Zaid Ibrahim. And better hope that Permatang Pauh showed that racial politicking has not worked with majority of Bumis who cast vote in the elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like a wounded beast scorned, UMNO will throw all out to save itself from oblivion. They will instigate its ultra-fanatical members to go out on riot and cause another May 13. The &lt;em&gt;mat rempits &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; samsengs&lt;/em&gt; led by Ahmad Ismail and don't be surprised if Khairy Jamaluddin follows, they will arm themselves with parangs, molotov cocktails and cause chaos everywhere. It may even be uglier than May 13th, with the mob going all out to "cleanse" this land from the clutches of non-Bumis and uphold their &lt;em&gt;Ketuanan Melayu&lt;/em&gt; supremacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should Najib take over the PM post even sooner, it will be even nastier. The former UMNO Youth leader who threatened to bathe Chinese blood in keris, this guy is much more no-nonsense than the gutless Badawi and will rule this country with an iron-fist that may make Mahafiraun-era seem like Paradise. He will use the ISA as his ultimate weapon and make arrests that will inflate Operasi Lalang figures by ten-fold. The UMNOputera will run fucking riot and it may be even too late for non-Bumis to think of migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, screw whether what DSAI does is ethical, non-democratic or betrays people's trust. Hell I do not even trust the man himself, but ask any decent-thinking Malaysian if they would pass up a chance for CHANGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-854724013108010838?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/854724013108010838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=854724013108010838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/854724013108010838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/854724013108010838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-country-cannot-wait-three-more.html' title='This country cannot wait three more years to be saved.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-7757315329478327111</id><published>2008-09-06T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:01:05.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Badawi, DPM Najib in deep shit over Ahmad revolt.</title><content type='html'>Datuk Ahmad Ismail surely has one big balls, defiantly refusing to apologize over racist statement he issued (according to a Chinese daily)  despite even the DPM big man Najib issuing apology on UMNO's behalf and you gotta give him credit notwithstanding a piece of shit that bugger is. Ahmad turned the tables, demanding Gerakan and Koh Tsu Koon apologize to him instead for playing up the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacking that dipshit would've lay the matter to rest. Instead they're not going to and UMNO big guy Badawi's best efforts is just making sure "he doesn't do it again". Heh, wanna know why? By sacking Ahmad, Badawi risks incurring wrath of ultra-fascist UMNO supporters who will take kowtowing to non-Malays a big shit smack right in the face. Badawi doesn't want that since his own support in party is already fragile as a paperthin waffle, and police report filed over his alleged money politics doesn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerakan and MCA doesn't want to risk losing non-Malay votes and will keep making noises but it is too late as the whole UMNO is viewed as scum by non-Malays and only terribly naive or mental people will view them otherwise.  As demonstrated by Permatang Pauh elections, racial politics don't work no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-7757315329478327111?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/7757315329478327111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=7757315329478327111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7757315329478327111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7757315329478327111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/09/badawi-dpm-najib-in-deep-shit-over.html' title='Badawi, DPM Najib in deep shit over Ahmad revolt.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-430345530759393457</id><published>2008-08-04T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:55:02.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51st Independence Day approaching for Malaysia. Are we going anywhere?</title><content type='html'>A lot has been said about the state of politics these days. The drama currently is "Anwar vs Saiful" soap which unfortunately has turned kind of stale, how Hollywood announced there would be sequel to Meet the Spartans. I wouldn't want to touch how Saiful has blown his credibility out of the water with his new blog. I mean, do you get sodomised by force 7-8 times and suddenly pop up a blog capitalizing on your current "trauma" (other than photogenic potraits of him in media which doesn't look like some dick getting assfucked 8 times). I'm no fan of Anwar, I think he's too populist and the way he's desperate to force himself into power by Sept 16 is despicable but still the most neutral observer would tell you who had screwed up. Anyway I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot be expected to live in a fucking utopian world. But the real world we live in sucks balls. They are right. Truth fucking hurts. The fact is when you'd expect March 8th tsunami to bring in change, the dirty linen seems to be dirtier than ever. I don't give a damn about rising cost of living, corruption and typical dilemma than the common Malaysian face this day but what hurts most is this; racial polarisation seems to be wider than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True that; last March 8th Malaysians did the unthinkable. Malays voted for DAP. Non-Malays voted for PAS. Whatever the unfathomable, five years ago deemed unthinkable we did it. And thanks to that, we've seen one fucking hell of a tsunami. Dawn has arrived. So we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is noon, skies all murky and dark. Is that the picture? Those cibai fucking Nazi politicians are playing the racecard more than ever. Few months ago. Umno Penang division went street demo over Lim Guan Eng's alleged anti-NEP statement. It's blardy irony if those buggers weren't Muslims majority of those demonstrators would've been asked to pack up and go back India. Lets not get to the point the fucking demo backlashed where suddenly people boycotted Penang's mamak and nasi kandar stalls. &lt;em&gt;Who's your daddy now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In parliament, debate was set up regarding allocation of local universities to non-Bumis. Newspapers reported of Indian students scored 10A1s screaming injustice at being denied entry to local universities. Suddenly Hairy Monkey Jamaluddin after being quiet like a baby since the elections questioned the need for that. Fucking racist always a racist, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then not long few days ago, there were talks of PAS and UMNO having some blardy dialogue or some shit regarding Malay unity or shit and even talks of merging. Of course the chances are as good as Hull City winning English Premier League this season. Still the controversial lebai or whaever Hadi Awang is called suddenly questions why more non-Malays are gaining seats in parliament. Or something liddat. Now this is classic case of &lt;em&gt;kacang lupakan kulit&lt;/em&gt;, no prize guessing which one is &lt;em&gt;kulit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-Malays like me cannot forget about how some time ago forum on Article 11 was cancelled because the Nazi Malays were making big noise. Do your Inter-Faith dialogue thing but don't bring Islam in because Islam doesn't believe in pluralism. Not to mention numerous body-snatching cases and forced conversions on children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fucking bigots are having the bigger say, that's my point. The liberal Malay voices like Malik Imtiaz Sarwar, Amir Muhammad, etc seems to be intimidated by these Nazi conservatives. More is needed to be done. For 50 years, Malaysia had been given the chance while countries like South Korea, Taiwan and Singapore were in wilderness. Malaysia had been given an oasis as a headstart; natural resources like rubber, tin, oil, timber etc. And as mother Malaya approaches her 51st birthday, her progress is declining as steadily as the National Football Team in FIFA rankings. Her children are still stuck in &lt;em&gt;tempurung,&lt;/em&gt; arguing who should get the biggest piece of pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Migration is no way out even for battered, sidelined Malaysians. Other than the usual saying than its better hujan batu di &lt;em&gt;negeri sendiri, hujan emas di negeri lain, &lt;/em&gt;migrating is for quitters. The real men will have to stay and continue slugging out for their rights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-430345530759393457?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/430345530759393457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=430345530759393457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/430345530759393457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/430345530759393457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/08/51st-independence-day-approaching-for.html' title='51st Independence Day approaching for Malaysia. Are we going anywhere?'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-8084545858323462264</id><published>2008-07-17T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:09:49.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath Ledger owns The Dark Knight and goes out with a bang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SH93DTz-mUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yU5haGBajF8/s1600-h/joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224024991514663234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SH93DTz-mUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yU5haGBajF8/s400/joker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's put a smile on that face! And here we...go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much the whole 2008 awaits this masterpiece, despite a load of superhero movies that came out including Ironman, Hulk and such. The year is also a mediocre one for movies to be honest, with sudden lack of quality "indie" titles and instead steady glut of popcorn blockbusters. However TDK is a must watch for even serious fans of celluloid. The late Heath Ledger's performance of the Joker has even been compared to Marlon Brando and it wasn't just his demise that deliberately hyped the movie, the hype is &lt;em&gt;light years&lt;/em&gt; beyond what you will&lt;em&gt; see&lt;/em&gt; on the screen the minute Ledger's Joker appears. Ever since I've watched it, his performance continues to haunt, intrigued and glued in my mind. Only Al Pacino's Micheal Corleone, Tony Montana or De Niro's Travis Bickle has given similar treatment to me. Ledger doesn't even need to stretch his character to a role of caricature or over-the-top exaggeration, all he need to do was to simply &lt;em&gt;have fun&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joker isn't simply amoral. To even call him an epitome of evil is an understatement. Even Mephistopheles looked like Christ next to him. Money as motivation? He torches half a billion dollars of banknotes without battling an eyelid, and does not have a tormented history to justify his actions (Joker has two extremely contradicted stories of how he got his scar on the face). Joker is simply chaos. Carving a smile (literally) on someone's face is his bread and butter, complete mayhem, anarchy and destruction is his Nirvana. The only way to take him down is to play his game, what irony. And in the beginning when Christopher Nolan casted a guy famous for being a gay cowboy in Brokeback Mountain for Joker, nobody has a clue how he alone will ultimately be the one-man magnet for the sequel to Batman Begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not to say the rest is insignificant. Without Ledger, TDK could still stand on its own and become one of summer's great blockbusters. Christopher and his brother Jonathan took a comic book material and turned it into a complex study of morality equal inspired by likes of Macbeth, exploring arguments about vigilantism, revenge, Kantian morality and free will. But they need a force so sinister that it ultimately affects all the characters involved in it and force them to play out all their cards. And Heath Ledger became a miracle that Christopher Nolan needs in this movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though this is a one-man show like Brian De Palma's Scarface, the rest of the casting is virtually perfect and played their roles well. Aaron Eckhart's Harvey Dent character is stunning with his cocksure arrogance and his later Two Face role seething with unsatiable lust for vengence. Maggie Gyllenhaal was a wise choice to replace Katie Holmes playing Rachel Dawes, displaying more depth as a woman torn between her new boyfriend Harvey Dent and her old feelings for Bruce Wayne and not being mere typical damsel-in-distress character. Gary Oldman's role of Liutenent Gordon is remarkably restraint but with integrity and grit. Micheal Caine's role as Alfred is irreplacably charming, having great chemistry with Bale's Bruce Wayne and even Morgan Freeman made full use of his Lucius Fox character, who could only be given a few chances for moments of brilliance (the scene where a staff of Wayne Industries tried to blackmail him is brilliant). Christian Bale is the perfect Bruce Wayne but his Batman is the only flaw which his exaggerated gruff attempt gets annoying after a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some will not agree by my choice of words about Heath Ledger being the one-man centerpiece of TDK, "tonight's entertainment" but undoubtedly his performance flashes out all vital ingredients that makes TDK be called "greatest superhero movie ever" or even "the movie of 21st century - period". This epic of the masterpiece is so, I doubt Nolan or even Scorsese himself could top this one. I would not be surprised if Nolan quits his Batman franchise for good, it is that &lt;em&gt;damned good&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SH-C9GUiBOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qRhtwTTYie4/s1600-h/TDK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224038078953424098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SH-C9GUiBOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qRhtwTTYie4/s400/TDK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-8084545858323462264?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/8084545858323462264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=8084545858323462264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8084545858323462264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8084545858323462264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/07/heath-ledger-owns-dark-knight-and-goes.html' title='Heath Ledger owns The Dark Knight and goes out with a bang.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SH93DTz-mUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yU5haGBajF8/s72-c/joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-5705579407166080901</id><published>2008-06-28T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:17:31.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame piece o crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SGck0_ER7HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/paBGd_mR5mE/s1600-h/walking_tall_the_payback_dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217179186033192050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SGck0_ER7HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/paBGd_mR5mE/s400/walking_tall_the_payback_dvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st one with The Rock was a thoroughly enjoyable shit. Especially with Christopher Walken as the baddie. Well, not "Walkenesque" enough but still awesome. And why someone bother re-casting Kevin Sorbo (of Hercules TV series &lt;em&gt;wor&lt;/em&gt;) in a direct-to-DVD sequel? I don't understand why people make these lame-o dump-straight-to-video/DVD shit, maybe there's not enough movies to rent at video stores I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People only will watch this shit if they have NOTHING to do getting stuck in middle of night can't sleep. Looks like this was the only thing to watch when I got struck by flu and can't sleep. Or if they're Kevin Sorbo fans. WTF, I don't get how Kevin Sorbo can have "fans". Yeah he's buff and decent looking but has personality of *gasp* toilet paper. By comparison Keanu Reeves looked like fucking Marlon Brando. Thats how lame Kevin Sorbo is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His acting in this film is so nonchalant its unbelievable. The emotion of angst compared with Charles Bronson's Death Wish character is like distance from the Sun to Pluto. With Sorbo it's just "Hey, look at me I'm an angry man wanna kick ass". Even when he visited a girl who got raped by the main villain's gang, all he could do was "It's ok" with a deadpan look. Jesus, no surprise if the girl slits her throat when he leaves the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't helped by a script written by someone who probably just started his class in script-writing college. The guy who played Harvey looks quite fucking mean and you would want to punch him in the face (which is a GOOD compliment for a villian) but imagine the script so stilted the best he can do is scream "SHUT UP" when provoked. And the action sucked too. The director must've thought, hey tons of explosions and everybody would go a-ga-ga. Gimme a break. The main climax is such a non-climax. So Sorbo and Harvey settles for a cowboy-style shootout which is so freakin lame since we know who's gonna die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie isn't as huge abomination as Ecks vs Sever (big fucking eewwwww at that name) or any Uwe Boll movies, but after watching it you thought watching a dart olympics on a sport's channel is a time better spent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-5705579407166080901?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/5705579407166080901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=5705579407166080901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5705579407166080901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5705579407166080901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/06/lame-piece-o-crap.html' title='Lame piece o crap'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SGck0_ER7HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/paBGd_mR5mE/s72-c/walking_tall_the_payback_dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-3728044408762761415</id><published>2008-06-03T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:42:42.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay I bought a book.</title><content type='html'>I have to make a confession. I seldom, really seldom buy books. Mostly because everytime I have spare cash I divert them on CDs, whether by Karajan, Bernstein, Furtwangler, Mahler, etc. You can count the number of book in my "library" with fingers on your two lil' hands. That includes complete Harry Potter collections, Lord of the Rings paperback (way before the overrated movie trilogy came out) and some bargain non-fiction biographies. However on trip to yesterday's bookfare, I plunked out RM 30 for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SEVQEx6SUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/duXcD3pRmK0/s1600-h/stalingrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207656587171352978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SEVQEx6SUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/duXcD3pRmK0/s400/stalingrad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After discount la, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, those blardy gibberish from critics who praised this book suckered me into buying this; "It reads like a part from War and Peace". I've reached Part III and it's pretty good so far. This is NON-FICTION so everything that occured is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitler broke off a truce he brokered with Stalin about staying away from Russia and launched the Operation Barbossa which backfired and became turning point which leads to Axis downfall in Europe. The vastness of Russian terrain, unpredictable and terrifying weather conditions plus serious tactical mismanagement due to huge part played by Hitler's greed in trying to conquer Caucasian oilfields lead to the German's collapse in Stalingrad. While great credit must be given to Russians for their unflinching spirit in defeating the enemy, the Red Curtain side aren't perfect with Stalin being no different than Hitler due to his paranoia and indecisiveness. A blueprint recovered from a German commander whose plane was shot down and contained vital plans was dismissed as forgery by the Great Commander himself, thinking it is a plan to confuse his troops. Countless Russian lives were lost under Stalin's directory to punish "deserters, cowards and traitors" by his own secret police NKVD regime and even worst, all Soviet prisoners of war captured by Germans when recovered were sent straight to Gulag because to Stalin they were traitors to the Motherland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle of Stalingrad became the bloodiest battle in history with estimate loss of 1.5 million lives due to callous disregard of military and civilian lives. A massive german bombardment virtually flattened the city in a most horrible carnage since bombing of Guernica during Spanish Civil War. The Red Army were so reckless in their pursuit of vengence that an unarmed battalion were forced straight into German slaughter despite lack of ammunitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grim and terror in war did produce some humourous moments recounted in the book. In early stages of Operation Barbossa, the Germans were ambushed by kamikaze dogs carrying bombs and anti-tank mines trained by Russians to fetch food underneath advancing tanks. In midst of brutal winter during the advance, a disillusioned German wrote a spoof "There will be no Christmas this year because Joseph has been called up to join the Army, Mary had joined the Red Cross, Baby Jesus and other children had been sent to countryside (to avoid bombing); the Three Wise Men could not get visas because they lacked proof of Aryan origin; there will be no star because of blackout; the shephards has been made into sentries and angels has become Blitzmaden (telephone operators). Only a donkey is left and one cannot celebrate Christmas with just a donkey".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author also provided maps for referencing and illustrated photographs taken during that period. So far this have proven to be a fascinating read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-3728044408762761415?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/3728044408762761415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=3728044408762761415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3728044408762761415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3728044408762761415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-i-bought-book.html' title='Yay I bought a book.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SEVQEx6SUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/duXcD3pRmK0/s72-c/stalingrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1571125695023479139</id><published>2008-05-19T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:16:24.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Impact always Made My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFR43FrptI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hnMWOmJKks8/s1600-h/sudden_impact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202029081891940050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFR43FrptI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hnMWOmJKks8/s400/sudden_impact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFRnnFrpsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_KhY6w5laP8/s1600-h/sudden_impact.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love Hollywood. Back in the 80s when its cool shit to say Hollywood rocks (unlike today with overdosage of Adam Sandler movies and other garbage). This movie has typical Hollywood-ish elements; two-dimensional characters, kick-ass one liners, and realism you can dump off at your closet. This is the fourth Dirty Harry outing by Clint Eastwood but as a renowned critic put it, Harry Callahan would've been sacked or even prosecuted for being a "walking combat zone" throughout the first three movies. You see for the police force, Harry is a walking migraine for his superiors, constantly killing somebody at least once a few days, a popular fodder for the press and dish loads of damage to San Francisco Police Dept's PR image. Harry busts criminals by his way, what means necessary and costing the police force tons of cash in damages of public property and in every film his partner either gets injured and pulls out or gets killed in action. If your bank or liqour store gets robbed, expect Harry to bust an automobile crashing through your premises to cite an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all five Dirty Harry movies, this is probably most entertaining and most violent of all that Eastwood starred in. It has the most brilliant and wittiest dialogue and one-liners that borders on ownage. Ironically I failed to neglect saying this is THE only Dirty Harry movie with a bulldog as his sidekick (and thankfully never got killed) instead of an accompanying detective. Need I also mention that part of fun of watching Dirty Harry series is watching baddies attempting to kill Harry himself only to get themselves pWNed? (not to mention being part of casualty statistic as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise of this movie is simple. Jennifer Spencer is a murderer-vigilante (played by Eastwood's then-girlfriend Sondra Locke) who kills participants in an incident 10 years earlier where she and her sister were gang-raped. Her poor sister is currently vegitative and Spencer is making a living as an artist. And its business for usual for Harry Callahan as a suspect he busted goes away scot free after a judge decided the evidence that Harry obtained against him was illegal. Afterwards, Harry attends a mobster's granddaughter's wedding party and pissed him off so much he suffered heart attack. Then as usual, Harry's superiors went ballistics ordering him off to few days leave then subsequently sent him on an assignment outside SF for being "walking combat zone" while the mobsters' goons started to hunt for his ass. Oh boy, the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispatched on an assigment in San Paolo to investigate the ongoing murder case, Harry received a bulldog named Meathead who becomes his sidekick throughout the movie. Thanks to Meathead he bumped into Ms Spencer herself, unbeknown to Harry himself a murderer and of course they got into some lil' romance and stuff. Meanwhile Chief of San Paolo police finds Harry the same pain in the ass and duh, vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFeonFrpuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WwTuljgY95U/s1600-h/sudden-impact-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202043096370226914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFeonFrpuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WwTuljgY95U/s400/sudden-impact-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll get those scumbags to suck some fishheads, then blow their balls off I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first hour of the film is riotious fun while the next hour turned into nail-biting suspense. Again the fun involves Harry's notorious one-liners. When his suspect made fun of Harry inside an elevator after being acquitted, he retailiated with the "dog-shit" quote. A famous eatery robbery-turns hostage scene has the "Make my day" quotes. And while interrogating a woman in a fish market, he nonchantly told her brothers who wanted to bust him "suck some fishheads". Watch out also for one of the most despicable female villains ever in cinematic history, being responsible for luring Ms Spencer into the gang-rape, has this evil cacophonic laugh and disgustingly bisexual. She even tries to seduce Harry which resulted her getting pWNed by Harry's usual sarcastic lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film reaches a suspenseful climax and a satisfying showdown(which doesn't occur without an unfortunate BIG plot hole. Does Harry Callahan possess ESP skills?!). Thankfully it wasn't as freaking tame as Magnum Force and The Enforcer which these showdowns were pretty much anti-climatic. It's my favorite Dirty Harry film which I would happily watch dozens of times to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1571125695023479139?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1571125695023479139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1571125695023479139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1571125695023479139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1571125695023479139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/05/sudden-impact-always-made-my-day.html' title='Sudden Impact always Made My Day'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/SDFR43FrptI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hnMWOmJKks8/s72-c/sudden_impact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-6870778420632899241</id><published>2008-04-07T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:43:38.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sufiah is whorin' and she's enjoying it. Good for her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R_o0p3wpBMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EggtBOgZi88/s1600-h/sf.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could not figure out how from being aghast and shocked few days ago until I just accepted the "fate" that befell child prodigy Sufiah Yusoff...um Shilpa Lee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the cat's out of the bag that she's been whorin' for at least 130 pounds a frickin night and she's enjoying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My clients love the fact that I can stimulate their minds AND their bodies," she boasts in a shockingly frank interview with the News of the World. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her mom who is a devout Muslim woman must've gone apeshit to know her lil' girl been sleeping around with men not only for money, but for fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think she's still doing it out of desperation and lashing at her tortorous past, well you're dead wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People think escorting is sleazy and terrible but I don't see it like that," she says. "I've always had a high sex drive—and now I'm getting all the sex I want—and guys are much better in bed with an escort than a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;"I have men who are thrilled about my passion for mathematics. In fact one made me recite equations while he pleasured me, then I gave him oral sex while he chatted about algebra. It drove him wild." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sufiah isn't abducted and forced to whore out of her free will. In fact she'd rather continuing bonking random strangers than doing typical white-collar work which probably bores the bejesus out of her. &lt;em&gt;"I don't want to take anything away from people who do jobs like that but it's not for me. I have a nice life. I don't want for anything." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over here in Bolehland, "Selamatkan Sufiah" campaign has been latched out in order to save a supposedly fucked up child prodigy driven to desperation by her control-freak dad. Funny thing is she's a Brit, not even holding dual-citizenship for Malaysian PR. They want to save her coz; a) she's a former child prodigy and b)she's born Muslim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news for um...Shilpa Lee is that those pious, holier-than-thou busybodies can't do jack shit since she is bound by British laws and therefore she is untouchable. I'm neutral regarding the oldest profession in this planet but it's damn obvious there are folks who wants to "save" her because a Muslim-born and an Oxford educated former child prodigy being a hooker is just plain "wrong".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worse comes to worse Shilpa Lee will contract some deadly STD or even AIDS and die a lonely death. But the choice is entirely hers. Meanwhile we have better things in Bolehland to do such as "SELAMATKAN SHARLINIE" which is 1000x more important than trying to persuade a British Muslim to ditch a lucrative "dream" job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-6870778420632899241?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/6870778420632899241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=6870778420632899241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/6870778420632899241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/6870778420632899241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-sufiah-is-whorin-and-shes-enjoying.html' title='So Sufiah is whorin&apos; and she&apos;s enjoying it. Good for her.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1289773427719887792</id><published>2008-03-19T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:23:20.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more politics for now.</title><content type='html'>So I have yet to post feedback regarding the great "tsunami" that happened on March 8. Pretty much everybody's sentiments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- UMNO can stop shoving keris around since Malays have started to grow up. Don't call those who vote for DAP traitors! It's pot calling kettle black shit especially for mamaks and wannabe immigrants like Khir Toyol (who's a Javanese) and Zainuddin Maidin (they call him mamak so definitely he's from india)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Barisan Rakyat has TONS of work to do. We all know how easily the pendulum swings after such massive victory (eg from "Reformasi" 1999 to 2004) Stop the infighting and power bickering shit (esp the Perak MP fiasco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's funny how MCA accuses DAP of being power hungry when few days later I think MCA has to eat it's own words. Pot calling kettle black too har har. Shahidan Kassim disrespected the Perlis Sultan by saying that the person who replaces him as Perlis MP is the "Opposition". Also after Cabinet line-up announced two ministers refused their posts because they think they deserve better! And worse; Mahathir's son Muhriz' letter asking Pak Lah to resign. Who's gloating now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The mainstream media are getting "neutral" but still MSMs like NST and The Star are licking BN's arse while Utusan is guilty of spreading UMNO fascism and discord amongst Malaysians. The Sun still rules. It's funny how some journalists are clever in their "chamaleon"-like attitude like The Star's Wong Chun Wai &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days after days I've kept reading analysis after analysis about the elections in newspapers till today. Enuff is enuff la, move on to other crap ok. Liek if Obama can be Democratic nominee for President this coming September =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1289773427719887792?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1289773427719887792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1289773427719887792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1289773427719887792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1289773427719887792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-more-politics-for-now.html' title='No more politics for now.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4797497227936321367</id><published>2008-03-05T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T04:31:09.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election times are here</title><content type='html'>Malas updating blog, since wasted so much time at Facebook group; "Deny Barisan National 2/3rds majority" and Malaysiakini.com, which is now free for viewing for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have I registered as a voter? Yes sirreee. So which constituency am I and who are the candidates? I'm based in Selayang constituency and the candidates are; Lee Li Yew (BN-MCA), William Leong (PKR) and Koh Swe Yong (PRM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no question who am I voting. Even if I have no clue of the candidate of my choice. Except he was a lawyer (quote from NST) helping residents in the area opposing the high-tension national grid line running from Bukit Tarek in Rawang to Chubadak in Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post updates in future. Keep this page bookmarked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4797497227936321367?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4797497227936321367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4797497227936321367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4797497227936321367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4797497227936321367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/03/election-times-are-here.html' title='Election times are here'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-5559477658686788833</id><published>2008-02-24T15:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:33:45.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT TAYLOR FUCK SHOULD NEVER PLAY FOOTBALL AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Freaking FA should've looked at these photos and tell the whole world that bloody tackle on Arsenal's Eduardo wasn't malicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H9o4UmzfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hv97E4Y0KpQ/s1600-h/taylor+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H9o4UmzfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hv97E4Y0KpQ/s320/taylor+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170692725953449458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice where the position of the ball is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H-AIUmzgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gnRUnyB_N-Y/s1600-h/taylor+birmingham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H-AIUmzgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gnRUnyB_N-Y/s320/taylor+birmingham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170693125385408002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H-SYUmzhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/VCncRJU2RxE/s1600-h/taylor+birmingham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H-SYUmzhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/VCncRJU2RxE/s400/taylor+birmingham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170693438918020626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT DAMN STUPID S.O.B IS SMILING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THAT MAN MUST NEVER PLAY AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-5559477658686788833?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/5559477658686788833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=5559477658686788833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5559477658686788833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5559477658686788833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-taylor-fuck-should-never-play.html' title='THAT TAYLOR FUCK SHOULD NEVER PLAY FOOTBALL AGAIN'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R8H9o4UmzfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hv97E4Y0KpQ/s72-c/taylor+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4538183031857981921</id><published>2008-02-23T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T07:11:33.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update! List to do before I die</title><content type='html'>1. Visit Emirates Stadium (note, name will change in 11 years time, or so I heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch Vienna Philharmonic concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Watch the God Pierre Boulez conduct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Speak German&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have sex with a Japanese chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Visit the graves of Mahler, Beethoven, Bruckner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SEE and TOUCH a Bugatti Veyron *droooooooooool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have sex with a Japanese schoolgirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, ain't 5 &amp;amp; 8 the same thing? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4538183031857981921?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4538183031857981921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4538183031857981921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4538183031857981921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4538183031857981921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/02/update-list-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='Update! List to do before I die'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-197738779218006816</id><published>2008-01-22T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T06:00:11.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCA proves they have sold out the Chinese and became pawn for UMNO</title><content type='html'>So the election fever is heating up and so are the propaganda by the great big masquerade called Barisan National.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few key incidents have made the leading party desperate to fish votes for the coming election. Even key columnists for govt-controlled machinery concurred it is unlikely BN can repeat the 2004 landslide victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising crime, Lingam controversy, Keris-wielding Nazi speeches in UMNO assemblies, two major demonstrations and economic uncertainty are some of the issues Malaysians have to grapple with. It is no surprising BN's propaganda machine has formed a new election theme; "VOTE FOR US OR ELSE..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting is a statement by Selangor minister Datuk Khir Toyo reminding Indians and Chinese not to "main wayang" referring to the Ijok election where despite "promises" by Chinese voters, most voted for Opposition. Hey, what comes around goes around right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, more despicably for a Chinese like me, the MCA who whored themselves shamelessly to UMNO played along with Khir Toyo. This is militant campaigning, Kerismuddin style. It's Hitler demanding the jews to vote for him to power or else they will face the gas chambers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a mainstream paper today citing a MCA leader defending Kerismuddin's Nazi oratory speeches, telling the Chinese that Kerismuddin has been responsible for building more Chinese schools than any other education ministers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait if you're more disgusted, one of the most honorable BN mps I've known Datuk Paduka Chew Mei Fun has just blown off all my respect for her telling the Chinese they cannot &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afford another May 13 incident if there is not enough Chinese representatives in Barisan National.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here is translation from China Press:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;China Press, January 21, 2008 (Monday) Page A11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Petaling Jaya, Jan 20 - MP for Petaling Jaya Utara Datin Paduka Chew Mei Fun said that although the voters in Petaling Jaya Utara are very supportive of Barisan Nasional, she is worried that voters may be misled by the Opposition’s “checking Chinese with Chinese” statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She refuted Opposition claims that voters can vote for the Opposition to teach UMNO a lesson, as well as to check UMNO’s power within the BN, but in actual fact, the move will result in “checking Chinese with Chinese”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stressed, “If there is insufficient Chinese representation in the Barisan Nasional, it is not a good thing, the Chinese community cannot afford another May 13 incident.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said that MCA under the leadership of Ong Ka Ting is keen to establish a healthy political culture, in order to give voters better service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chew Mei Fun is also the Parliamentary Secretary to the Ministry of Women, Family and Community Development and the Deputy Chairman of Wanita MCA. As the head of the MAC Crisis Relief Squad, she launched the Squad’s first mobile clinic today. Her comments were made when she was asked about MCA President Dato’ Seri Ong Ka Ting’s endorsement of her to defend her parliamentary seat of Petaling Jaya Utara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said she was grateful for the president’s trust in her and will strive to work even harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When asked about her preparations for the election, she said she has been working since the day she was elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Would Chinese voters back a party that has shameless align themselves to a Malay Nazi party which relentlessly spits them in their back? Would they want to vote a party that treated a disgraced Health Minister as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;? No need to call Captain Obvious for now.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-197738779218006816?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/197738779218006816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=197738779218006816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/197738779218006816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/197738779218006816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/01/mca-proves-they-have-sold-out-chinese.html' title='MCA proves they have sold out the Chinese and became pawn for UMNO'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-7964749359486523298</id><published>2008-01-05T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T06:28:30.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies of 2007 recap</title><content type='html'>As usual there was TONs of 2007 movies I wish I could watch but can't. Amongst them; Hot Fuzz, Walk Hard, Bourne Ultimatum, Zodiac, 28 weeks later, Ratatouille etc. Factors;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can't find movie date/partner&lt;br /&gt;- too busy with college&lt;br /&gt;- Pirate DVDs are getting glitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some movies which I enjoyed the most for 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R393_GjL9EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B-TuHqbwJ04/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R393_GjL9EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B-TuHqbwJ04/s320/300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151968424708797506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic book adaptations and comic book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;movies &lt;/span&gt;are entirely different sort of beasts. 300 is like &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Roy Lichtenstein's pop art canvases being alive on big screen sort. In another meaning this is probably the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best comic movie ever. &lt;/span&gt;It's not merely adapting a comic and interpret it on the celluloid, but this is one of the very, very few that sort of transfers every single miniscule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; motion, strokes, colour and even texture from a comic book to screen - other being Sin City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With one-liners that that became tiresome fads during its screening (THIS IS SPAAAAARRTAAAA!) and after, plus drop-dead gorgeous cine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;matography (including naked women and six packs that women will drool and men envy), this movie also uses the tiresome and over-used slow-mo effect and rejuvenate the fight scenes and becoming as cool as when The Matrix first appears.  Not surprisingly movies.ign.com nominated this as it's Movie of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Simpsons Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R397hGjL9FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WCxLBRpaBuc/s1600-h/the_simpsons_movie_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R397hGjL9FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WCxLBRpaBuc/s320/the_simpsons_movie_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151972307359233106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Critics' consensus may be true; the movie pales with greatest Simpsons episodes of all time, but this title will still give you a riot of a time. From the lengthiest Itchy-and-Scratchy feature ever created to usual puns and sataricals on religion, politic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s, environmentalists etc one reviewer noted that this movie is a series of jokes rolled out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a little like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.reelviews.net/movies/a/airplane.html"&gt;Airplane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in a sense - if something flops, the wait for the next gag isn't long." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;James Berardinelli. &lt;/span&gt;Probably funniest movie of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Live Free or Die Hard (Die Hard 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R39-uGjL9GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/d5DxJCcKgqg/s1600-h/Die+Hard4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R39-uGjL9GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/d5DxJCcKgqg/s320/Die+Hard4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151975829232415842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pleasant surprise the fourth installment of Die Hard rocked ass. I still think the first Die Hard is the best (not to mention greatest action film of all time) but Lens Wisemen did a terrific job of confounding my expectations. John McClane is the person who has to save the day when he least expects and this reluctant hero is not one you'd like to fuck around with. As demonstrated even a Harrier fighter who thinks John is just one itsy lil' fly to twat ends up being a casualty. Over the top? Here's one that's even more ridiculously ins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ane, it's bloody enjoyable;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shoot em' Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R3-AfGjL9HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/M7WIMlV_iVM/s1600-h/shoot-em-up-posterb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R3-AfGjL9HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/M7WIMlV_iVM/s320/shoot-em-up-posterb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151977770557633650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd pity Quentin Tarantino if he hadn't watch this flick.  The anti-hero, played bad-ass-ly superb by Clive Owen started out taking out bad guys with lead while helping a lady in child labor. He can stab people in the eye with his favorite snack. You can't even think of ambushing this motherfucker while he's busy banging a hooker. And this guys can literally walk out alive out of a building taken over by a battalion of SAS/SWAT team-looking enemies armed with M-16s. If you think that's over-the-top, the final showdown and the bank robbery scene before credits will either make your jaw drop several times over. Not likely contender for "Movies of 2007" list as opposed to Grindhouse, but still a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Grindhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R3-C4mjL9II/AAAAAAAAAEs/hNq2jedBXic/s1600-h/grindhouse_posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R3-C4mjL9II/AAAAAAAAAEs/hNq2jedBXic/s320/grindhouse_posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151980407667553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bafflement why this double-feature bombed in box office, but this title is definitely on most lists of Movies of 2007.  Tarantino's Death Proof has probably the most infectiously brilliant script ever written since Pulp Fiction (even though the protagonists yap through the material that has NOTHING to do with the movie most of the time). Kurt Russell's debut as a villian is delightfully charming, but twisted and even pitiful at times and the car chase in later half is dangerously thrilling . Rodriguez' Planet Terror is an orange from Tarantino's Apple altogether and sometimes it's like The Simpsons movie, except replace jokes with barrage of gross-outs from testicles, graphic footages of genatalia screwed up by STDs of worst nightmares, some fucked up acne problems (and watching Fergie getting her brains eaten is much more fun than Paris Hilton dying) to name some few. Rose McGowen is one hot leading babe, from her a-go-go limping machine-gun leg to her really hot lovemaking scene with Wray (spoiled intentionally by an abrupt missing reel). If those double features are more than enough, the four "faux" trailers are more than just complementary extras, from Rodriguez' awesomely badass "Machete", a "Werewolf Women of SS" spiced up by the best few seconds ever cameo by Nicholas Cage (FU MANCHU!) to dementedly sick Eli Roth's "Thanksgiving". These short features can own many pathetic attempts at B-movie violence and gore in mere one minute and plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies STILL need to be catched; Lust, Caution; No Country for Old Men, Elizabeth the Golden Age, Sweetney Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-7964749359486523298?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/7964749359486523298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=7964749359486523298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7964749359486523298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7964749359486523298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2008/01/movies-of-2007-recap.html' title='Movies of 2007 recap'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R393_GjL9EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/B-TuHqbwJ04/s72-c/300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-7710701758809386936</id><published>2007-12-29T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T21:25:00.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most offensive blog ever created (o realli)?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so some of you may've clicked on a link and wondered if there is a blog archive for "Worst Joke Topic Evar". There is, and if you've been using blogs, you know it isn't hard to find around this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I still have my blardy karma intact =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-7710701758809386936?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/7710701758809386936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=7710701758809386936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7710701758809386936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7710701758809386936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/most-offensive-blog-ever-created-o.html' title='The most offensive blog ever created (o realli)?'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-3125255722121091441</id><published>2007-12-25T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:29:11.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of shame for Christians on Xmas, courtesy of BN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1 - Jesus is a servant of God, says Badawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/12/25/nation/20071225190638&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;link from the Star.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He also cited the similarities that Christian and Islam shared, adding that in the Quran, Jesus (Prophet Isa) was a servant of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not a Christian, but in Christianity it is obvious Jesus is revered as the Son of God. &lt;span class="text"&gt;Whatmore, Badawi demonstrated his lack of tact at a Christmas tea party organised by the Christian Federation of Malaysia and hosted by KL Archbishop Datuk Murphy Pakiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2 - Respect Islam while celebrating Christmas, Tsu Koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;Another Christianity-shaming incident happened at Penang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.limkitsiang.com/2007/12/25/tsu-koon-puts-foot-in-his-mouth-once-again/#more-846"&gt;link from Lim Kit Siang's blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his Christmas message was just one paragraph: “Malaysians, while celebrating Christmas, must respect Islam as the country’s official religion.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-Muslims attending the Christian Federation of Malaysia's party in Penang is obviously irate with Tsu Koon's speech. What is worst these words comes not from a typical Malay-Muslim conservative minister (which would be inflamatory, but still understandable) but from a CHINESE! It's obvious how fucking low Tsu Koon has kowtowed to his BN masters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-3125255722121091441?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/3125255722121091441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=3125255722121091441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3125255722121091441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3125255722121091441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-of-shame-for-christians-on-xmas.html' title='Day of shame for Christians on Xmas, courtesy of BN'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-4315994960158967499</id><published>2007-12-19T09:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:31:21.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review: Atonement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2lSrs_XOLI/AAAAAAAAADs/RUJvWvs5374/s1600-h/atonement_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2lSrs_XOLI/AAAAAAAAADs/RUJvWvs5374/s320/atonement_bigposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145734960012277938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;those buggers should atone themselves for making this pretentious turd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A former college mate, Phillip invited me to premiere of this movie organised by magazine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KLite&lt;/span&gt;. This was premiered not long ago in Britain and was said to be in running for Oscars and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Academy&lt;/span&gt; Award or stuff. So I went few hours ago, eager to knock my balls off. It got 84% rating of freshness on Rotten Tomatoes so, it ain't gonna hurt, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big mistake, getting in late. I was few minutes late and apparently the damn movie started ON time, and I guess without any message from sponsors =P  Missing out first crucial minutes of a movie can be real pain in the arse, as I sat down and there's this little girl, Briony Tallis who just started rehearsing her play with her cousins. What made it worse there was no subtitle, and all the cockney or whatever English accent can be hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decipher&lt;/span&gt; at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things started to get annoying and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cumbersome&lt;/span&gt; when the scenes started to resemble those Malaysian "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cerekarama&lt;/span&gt;"* on screen. I despise those kind of family-oriented melodrama which makes me at times wish I could watch gay porn instead. Ok not that twisted, but watching a baboon scratch his arse on National Geography would be better. Then there is the most fucked up thing I've ever witnessed on that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2lWic_XONI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MqOmBss-y9Y/s1600-h/atone+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2lWic_XONI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MqOmBss-y9Y/s320/atone+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145739199144999122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, every anorexic girl's dream figure....yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a scene where Knightley's character was lounging by the lake with her brother, Leon and his friend and she's wearing that hideous looking swimsuit couple with a cap on her head. Jebus, the worst part of the scene was to steer my eyes from her (really lack of)boobs. Hell those sickos even designed the swimsuit some few holes just to let us peek on her tits...uggghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you one of those actors can really act. Leon's friend Paul Marshall has the most sickening pedophile look I've ever witnessed (I don't think you would want to offer a compliment for that actor) and when he offered chocolate to the eldest cousin, Lola Quincey (she's looks only 10)  you can bet your bottoms he's eyeing on her! Eeewwwww sick! sick! sick! I bet you again by the end of the movie when the crucial twist comes, you won't be surprised. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the story is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tallis&lt;/span&gt; (played by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Knightley&lt;/span&gt;) had a love affair with her handyman Robbie (James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McAvoy&lt;/span&gt;). Her dad sponsored that bloke through college apparently as well. Robbie did save her sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Briony's&lt;/span&gt; life when the latter dared him to save her from drowning. Apparently she had a crush on him, but misunderstanding grew when Robbie became close to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; and she started seeing them do um....some naughty things. First time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; stripped to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;undergown&lt;/span&gt; in front of Robbie at a fountain and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; well, caught her from the house window. Actually, Robbie dropped some precious stuff into the fountain and poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; has to strip and dive in to grab it back (bad Robbie) and besides, it's a totally wrong spot to do a striptease act. Secondly, Robbie asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; to deliver an apology letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; which turned out mailed a wrong post containing a really filthy word (starting with a C and rhymes with aunt). Well as kids are nosy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; took a peek and was shocked (duh) and not surprisingly later she caught her sister making out with Robbie. Later when Lola was sexually molested at night while rest of the family were looking for her twin brothers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; told the family Robbie did it. Well, if you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; you had to, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don'cha&lt;/span&gt;? Robbie's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' nasty sex pervert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;somebody's&lt;/span&gt; gotta nail him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And away he did. He got assigned in an army during WWII (besides its better than rotting in jail) while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt; became a nurse. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lovebyrds&lt;/span&gt; got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;seperated&lt;/span&gt; during the war, boo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; became a nurse too like her sister and after the war, she felt guilty about framing Robbie into prison and tried to make amends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The critics can rave all the bloody lot their want; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt; its a contender for Oscars etc but the total sales worldwide speaks of itself; measly 2 million US dollars. Sure there is a stunning 5-minute uncut scene on beach of Dunkirk which is the most epic moment of the whole movie, but I might as well cut it out from rest of this pretentious muck and post it on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;. The first half of Atonement is pointless, boring you feel threatened to walk out of the cinema any time. Really, like those Malay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;telenovelas&lt;/span&gt; where the dialogue is so freaking pointless and banal. Talking about chemistry between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Knightley&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;McAvoy&lt;/span&gt;....um does the story even gave premise for that?! The best lines Cecillia can mutter are "Come back....I love you". I can't believe how stupid those critics are, the script is as profound as some trite teenage paperback and their romance is as meaningful as two wood blocks humping together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to credit, the ending does give some sort of devastating twist. But then as the movie ends, you wonder what's the fuss all about. Don't worry, it's not your fault Phil buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Cerekarama&lt;/span&gt; = Malay soap-operas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-4315994960158967499?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/4315994960158967499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=4315994960158967499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4315994960158967499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/4315994960158967499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/movie-review-atonement.html' title='Movie review: Atonement'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2lSrs_XOLI/AAAAAAAAADs/RUJvWvs5374/s72-c/atonement_bigposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-934467616153605507</id><published>2007-12-15T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T06:05:40.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF? o_O Chelsea's party before the big showdown.</title><content type='html'>Is this some sort of late Halloween thing? Didn't they have a BIG game against Arsenal to prepare? It's not like you're dealing with Derby or Boro &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2PeJc_XOHI/AAAAAAAAADM/ECBz3pmxOaM/s1600-h/terryman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2PeJc_XOHI/AAAAAAAAADM/ECBz3pmxOaM/s320/terryman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144199453369383026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, new addition to The I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Pecs_XOII/AAAAAAAAADU/-Vh0f6qfx6Q/s1600-h/sheva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Pecs_XOII/AAAAAAAAADU/-Vh0f6qfx6Q/s320/sheva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144199784081864834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ncredibles&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TM&lt;/span&gt;  . Terryman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheva as...himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Perc_XOJI/AAAAAAAAADc/UCjNSbLxVoc/s1600-h/lampard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Perc_XOJI/AAAAAAAAADc/UCjNSbLxVoc/s320/lampard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144200037484935314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat Lamps and....wtf with his leg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Pe8c_XOKI/AAAAAAAAADk/MIScMYknVqY/s1600-h/piassaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2Pe8c_XOKI/AAAAAAAAADk/MIScMYknVqY/s320/piassaro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144200329542711458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisarro looked like some Ah Kua Roman senate &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-934467616153605507?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/934467616153605507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=934467616153605507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/934467616153605507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/934467616153605507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/wtf-oo-chelseas-party-before-big.html' title='WTF? o_O Chelsea&apos;s party before the big showdown.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R2PeJc_XOHI/AAAAAAAAADM/ECBz3pmxOaM/s72-c/terryman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-3899702956921206633</id><published>2007-12-10T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T09:10:53.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate DVDs are fucking annoying</title><content type='html'>I am sick of this shit. I remember at climax of Clint Eastwood's "The Good, the Bad and The Ugly" where the Eastwood and two other gunshooters were having this showdown and the DVD gave way. KNNCB. Last week I watched "The Magnificent Seven" and again at halfway the DVD lagged. I think I would start downloading movies la. At least save me some rm. Soon those blardy pirates will go bankrupt and go back to peddling drugs.   &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-3899702956921206633?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/3899702956921206633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=3899702956921206633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3899702956921206633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3899702956921206633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/pirate-dvds-are-fucking-annoying.html' title='Pirate DVDs are fucking annoying'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-5527276522205641018</id><published>2007-12-01T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:55:30.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more rallies expected this month. Expect the FRU ready to rumble.</title><content type='html'>St0rmFury from gamefaqs.com posted this on the Malaysian forum "Back to Reality":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, the first one is not really a rally. It's a festival to celebrate Human Rights Day which is organized by the bar council every year. That will be on December 9 at Sogo. More details at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://harismibrahim.wordpress.com/2007/11/19/festival-of-rights-2007/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The second one should be interesting. To recap, the government is planning to amend the constitution (again) to allow Abdul Rashid (EC chairman) to serve one more year (presumably so he can clean out his closet and manipulate the next GE). The topic will be discussed on December 11 and BERSIH is planning a gathering at the parliament to protest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The third one is even more interesting. As we all know, the toll is going to be increased (again) next year. Expect to see the Kesas demonstration all over again. Not much details on this one yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Expect Al-jazeera and BBC especially getting their lenses ready. How would the BN dictatorship and hypocritical spin-doctors utilise the police force and the FRU? Expect more international coverage. The Indians all around the world especially are getting pissed with the way Nazri beruk tell Tamil Nadu chief to fuck off and mind his own business. Certainly not a way to end Visit Malaysia Year 2007 graciously ain't it?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-5527276522205641018?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/5527276522205641018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=5527276522205641018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5527276522205641018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5527276522205641018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-more-rallies-expected-this-month.html' title='3 more rallies expected this month. Expect the FRU ready to rumble.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-2375475846059616601</id><published>2007-11-24T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:46:49.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch these lame jamming videos</title><content type='html'>Just had our Galaxy Chamber Concert today. OMG probably the best concert by our orchestra so far. Too bad our recital before the concert blows ass. Maybe its fact that wind players take tons of hours to warm up. Hey maybe thats a good thing we had that recital or else the actual concert would've sucked balls. Here are some clips (shot by some pariah Canon Powershot). Dont' ask me what piece we played. I can only say its from some usual French composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-960ca396d4ae9dc4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D960ca396d4ae9dc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30FC9A3B057FE486CAA8959AA112D441CFA0A0BC.74D7EE67E2857F597C618C81E3F5814CD492E5CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D960ca396d4ae9dc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbLTqxTWbWTxYiTf4rOkvI6eb6SA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D960ca396d4ae9dc4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D30FC9A3B057FE486CAA8959AA112D441CFA0A0BC.74D7EE67E2857F597C618C81E3F5814CD492E5CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D960ca396d4ae9dc4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbLTqxTWbWTxYiTf4rOkvI6eb6SA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d1b25ead0dfd3bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d1b25ead0dfd3bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5296E8B66AF53EB5E8BEC76D740838B001D8D50A.35B69B27A87C971BDD576C54828AF04A9AACA026%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d1b25ead0dfd3bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAmpy-iUb6OBSAhA32Z-HO8WdAFk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d1b25ead0dfd3bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5296E8B66AF53EB5E8BEC76D740838B001D8D50A.35B69B27A87C971BDD576C54828AF04A9AACA026%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d1b25ead0dfd3bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAmpy-iUb6OBSAhA32Z-HO8WdAFk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, u can spot me alright. I still freaking hate fact my face blew up like a pufferfish evertytime I blow, especially when playing really high-pitched notes. Flautists, don't lecture me I tried everything....save plastic surgery that is. Idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-2375475846059616601?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8d1b25ead0dfd3bb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=960ca396d4ae9dc4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/2375475846059616601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=2375475846059616601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2375475846059616601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/2375475846059616601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/11/watch-these-lame-jamming-videos.html' title='Watch these lame jamming videos'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-894626815071494159</id><published>2007-11-20T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:06:29.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donnie Brasco (1997)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R0O05kuDT4I/AAAAAAAAACs/IbAbffJTql8/s1600-h/DonnieBrasco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R0O05kuDT4I/AAAAAAAAACs/IbAbffJTql8/s320/DonnieBrasco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135146901334871938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONNIE BRASCO (1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(42, 51, 66);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Starring: Al Pacino, Johnny Depp, Michael Madsen, Anne Heche, Bruno Kirby; Directed by Mike Newell; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Based on the book ``Donnie Brasco, My Undercover Life in the Mafia'' by Joseph Pistone and Richard Woodley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(42, 51, 66);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(49, 1, 92);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rated R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(violence, Gore, profanity, vulgarity, nudity, sex, racial epithets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing kicks ass like watching good old mob movie. I rejoiced discovering this at a pirate DVD shop alongside Damansara Uptown =P  Based on a true story, this tells the story of an FBI undercover agent Joseph Pistone (played by Captain Jack Sparrow/Johnny Depp), under alias Donnie Brasco in attempt to infiltrate the operations of Bonano crime family befriended "Lefty" Benjamin Rugierro(Al Pacino), an experienced but a low-level mobster who is a chronic gambler and disilusioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(42, 51, 66);font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;with the family constantly bypassing him for promotion to higher ranking positions. After the head of the mob Carlina Galente was executed, Dominic Napolitiano (Michael Madsen) took over the top post much to Lefty's chagrin (not to mention frustration). Lefty nurtures Donnie as a sort of his protege, and moulded him in various ways eg: always roll your banknotes, not keeping them in wallet, mobs don't wear jeans,  "a friend of mine" refers to a connected guy and  "a friend of ours"  refers to a made man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film is different from Scorsese mob movies which is epic and broadly cinematic like a modern version of Greek mythology. Donnie Brasco doesn't start with blood and guts but in a quiet cafe where Lefty first got to knew the undercover agent Pistone. Lefty got to know Donnie as a jeweller then offered to sell a diamond ring for 8k which Donnie brushes it off as fake. Long chat and arguments later, they decided to visit the conman who sold Lefty the ring and run off towing his Porsche (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Pacino is in his element as usual, displaying vulnerable and human side of a mobster. In the movie, he doesn't really look threatening enough to know he will slit your throat when you turn your back. Although not as outstanding as his performances in "Dog Day Afternoon" and "Serpico" he impresses nonetheless. Johnny Depp is so much better than his typecast as a goofy pirate, playing an agent who juggles between an already collapsed marriage and affection for his "mentor" whom he is supposed to betray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Scorsese movies depicts great rise and fall of mobsters, this movie would move you to the end on touching poignancy. This is a great movie to watch, though beware there is an extremely gut-wrenching scene in the film. Why does mobsters always use the phrase "Fuggetdabouit"? Watch out for Lefty's dialogue in a pub which explains it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-894626815071494159?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/894626815071494159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=894626815071494159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/894626815071494159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/894626815071494159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/11/donnie-brasco-1997.html' title='Donnie Brasco (1997)'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/R0O05kuDT4I/AAAAAAAAACs/IbAbffJTql8/s72-c/DonnieBrasco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-7540142649239671403</id><published>2007-11-18T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T02:57:48.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting the blardy job</title><content type='html'>Still working part-time at Wiliiam Lee Agency. One day boss Roger at USJ branch offered me RM 900 full time from Dec. Wah, we all know la its the peak season where form 5 students after SPM are eager to get drivers license. No thanks lah. What are the hours? Oh maybe 9.00 am till 6.00 p.m and on "transport" day from 7.00 a.m till 8.00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much my boss(es) get from this business dammit. Last Dec while fed up of graphic designing grabbed this job One week I fetch at least 40 students. Freakin rm 900 is peanuts. If I can do a gig at some hotels I can earn that money in few nights.  I will really do it if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- they compensated my rm 3400 paid for my semester&lt;br /&gt;- pay increase to rm 1500 a month at least&lt;br /&gt;- 15% of the company's profit goes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like its going to happen anyway =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better quit as soon as possible. Every Friday night I dread working next day and the thought of meeting Roger. I'm still pissed the fact I'm forced to follow them on a "company trip" to Cameron Highlands and missed first night of London Symphony Orchestra because Roger decided to stop Ipoh halfway home. Yeah I'm a white coffee freak but LSO comes once in a blue moon. Anyway when I graduate I can earn at least three times the freaking amount. Sem break is coming up and I'm planning a sort of "practice marathon" on a "solitary period". Here's my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 a.m - Wake up, work out&lt;br /&gt;8:00 a.m - Intimate time with White Coffee a.k.a breakfast =P&lt;br /&gt;9:00 a.m - drive to college&lt;br /&gt;9:30 a.m - Flute long tones&lt;br /&gt;10:30 a.m - Stroll through some pieces or two&lt;br /&gt;10.45 a.m - Scales and arpeggios&lt;br /&gt;12.00 p.m++ - Lunch&lt;br /&gt;1.00 p.m - Practice keyboard. Got to work on keyboard harmony man&lt;br /&gt;1.30 p.m - flute workout. Usually pieces. Or maybe some tough exercises from "Trevor Wye Complete Exercises for Flute"&lt;br /&gt;3.30 p.m - practice either keyboard or aural crap&lt;br /&gt;4.30 p.m - Back to flute&lt;br /&gt;7.00 p.m - sick of practice&lt;br /&gt;8.00 pm ++ - after dinner, cello practice&lt;br /&gt;10.00 p.m - Online. God knows wat time I sleep and hopefully don't wake up late for next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All until next January. Bliss! Hopefully when MPYO audition opens up I could join as a flautist, eh flutist (whatever). Asraf quitted weh, he said. Now got only three flute players in the orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I could follow that schedule. I hope to break Sviatoslav Richter's record of 9 hours practice. No wonder the man's a God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best pathway is by quitting the damn job A.S.A.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-7540142649239671403?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/7540142649239671403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=7540142649239671403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7540142649239671403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/7540142649239671403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/11/quitting-blardy-job.html' title='Quitting the blardy job'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-5710015337614322812</id><published>2007-11-10T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T07:55:27.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khairy Jamaluddin is a piece of shit.</title><content type='html'>Latest racist tripe from UMNO assembly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Today is the first time the Umno president’s speech is not being read by the masses because a particular ethnic group controls the distribution line of newspapers and they are on holiday.” Khairy Jamaluddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You don't need to be a rocket scientist to know this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;sequel to the infamatory speech he made in last year's UMNO assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who insisted on carrying on meeting on a sacred celebration day of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marginalised &lt;/span&gt;race with "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tight schedule&lt;/span&gt;" as a lame excuse?! A slap in the face for that particular race, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUTH &lt;/span&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The myopic reality is this. The no. 1 enemy of racial integration is none other than Mr Son-in-law himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-5710015337614322812?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/5710015337614322812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=5710015337614322812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5710015337614322812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/5710015337614322812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/11/khairy-jamaluddin-is-piece-of-shit.html' title='Khairy Jamaluddin is a piece of shit.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-947142299486181469</id><published>2007-11-03T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:03:39.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Harry Callahan.</title><content type='html'>Damn. So must get the freakin' DVD. So far watched two Dirty Harry movies, the original one and The Enforcer. This little scene from the movie rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46501ebfd37f5d05" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46501ebfd37f5d05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E236F5421E7B4988161DE42CE01845F9DC83888.732D72B2FA37DC98CBB7BBE37F3AFCB564F38AAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46501ebfd37f5d05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RcyqKJJpwHUQq1kvPH6G2uj-2A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46501ebfd37f5d05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330280007%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7E236F5421E7B4988161DE42CE01845F9DC83888.732D72B2FA37DC98CBB7BBE37F3AFCB564F38AAC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46501ebfd37f5d05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RcyqKJJpwHUQq1kvPH6G2uj-2A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plot quoted from wikipedia:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years have passed since he foiled the psychotic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="The Scorpio Killer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scorpio_Killer"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scorpio Killer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, corrupted officer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Lt. Neil Briggs" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lt._Neil_Briggs"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lt. Neil Briggs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and the unruly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="The People's Revolutionary Strike Force" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_People"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People's Revolutionary Strike Force&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. But now Dirty Harry, now in his 50's, is back on the trail of a new cold-blooded killer, who may be more dangerous than himself or any of the killers he ever faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Jennifer Spencer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jennifer_Spencer"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Spencer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Sondra Locke" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sondra_Locke"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sondra Locke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;) and her sister were gang raped years ago, after a female friend of the gang, Ray Parkins and had persuaded them to come to a fair. The brutal rape left the sister permanently catatonic and almost vegetative. Jennifer is now out for revenge. She kills her attackers one by one, shooting them first in the genitals then between the eyes, except for the female who is shot in the heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Must get the damn DVD! w00t!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-947142299486181469?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46501ebfd37f5d05&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/947142299486181469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=947142299486181469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/947142299486181469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/947142299486181469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-harry-callahan.html' title='I love Harry Callahan.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-332123200073038177</id><published>2007-10-30T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:29:03.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough of politikus crap lah.</title><content type='html'>Ok, today I'll post very &lt;em&gt;typical &lt;/em&gt;blog entry la. No boring rants abt politics, classical music and trying to post on "third person view".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, pics time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/RycEP2xnX_I/AAAAAAAAABc/M75ZQ3cqJb8/s1600-h/pahud+concert+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127071371232763890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/RycEP2xnX_I/AAAAAAAAABc/M75ZQ3cqJb8/s320/pahud+concert+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blogger with flutist Emmanuel Pahud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to both day concerts of Berlin Baroque Soloists. And it's the only significant ensemble coming to KLCC this 07/08 season after last June's London Symphony Orchestra, who belted out the unforgettable Star Wars theme as encore which still left me drooling (...).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more details in my classical music blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-332123200073038177?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/332123200073038177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=332123200073038177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/332123200073038177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/332123200073038177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/10/enough-of-politikus-crap-lah.html' title='Enough of politikus crap lah.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-yU3fWrNYk/RycEP2xnX_I/AAAAAAAAABc/M75ZQ3cqJb8/s72-c/pahud+concert+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-3954947343942934979</id><published>2007-10-14T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T08:09:02.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pak Lah: King of Sandiwara or a Schizo?</title><content type='html'>It was not far ago that Badawi gave yet another "revelatory" speech entitled "Lets Face the Truth". He said,&lt;em&gt; “We do not want to pretend and say that everything is okay. We do not want to be in a state of denial. Tell the truth, even if it is painful.”&lt;/em&gt;  Does he really mean it? Then came contradictory stuff coming out of BN. For one, this year's UMNO General Assembly will not be telecasted live. We all know what happened last year, with racist words spilled out of leaders whom some thought would come from PAS. I read a paper today which the minister quotes that the public can't handle blunt statements coming out from certain speeches. Freaking A right, this year they'll continue to blame the Chinese and waving keris - this time in closed doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly is this article: &lt;a href="http://blog.limkitsiang.com/2007/10/14/abdullah-the-new-patron-saint-for-the-truth-that-is-not-the-truth/"&gt;http://blog.limkitsiang.com/2007/10/14/abdullah-the-new-patron-saint-for-the-truth-that-is-not-the-truth/&lt;/a&gt;  Kit Siang quotes an article from Malaysiakini which is baffling to say at least; &lt;em&gt;Information Minister Zainuddin Maidin has told editors not to play up negative news because Prime Minister Abdullah Ahmad Badawi’s pledge to “hear the truth” does not apply to the media.&lt;/em&gt; Oh maybe this explains;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Zainuddin then explained that &lt;strong&gt;Abdullah’s often repeated pledges of “listening to the truth” were only restricted to government officials and Barisan Nasional leaders so as to assist the cabinet in making decisions.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Based on the account by a well-placed source, Zainuddin said Abdullah’s pledge did not mean that the media have the green light to practice unrestrained reporting because certain topics were considered highly sensitive. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile blogger Jeff Ooi seemed to have opened up a can of pWNage on Badawi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeffooi.com/2007/10/now_i_know_what_you_did_last_s.php"&gt;http://www.jeffooi.com/2007/10/now_i_know_what_you_did_last_s.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long must the PM continue to play games on people? Sweet talking all the stuff about integrity, telling truths, tolerence while shit comes out from his butt. Talk about racial tolerance when he closes one eye on his son-in-law making racist statements on Chinese during last year's UMNO general assembly. Talking about transparency and honesty while still suppressing media freedom. The flip-flopping or whatever you call it is turning into a farce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-3954947343942934979?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/3954947343942934979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=3954947343942934979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3954947343942934979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/3954947343942934979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/10/pak-lah-king-of-sandiwara-or-schizo.html' title='Pak Lah: King of Sandiwara or a Schizo?'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-35549094646535366</id><published>2007-10-07T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T03:00:54.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck at teh cello.</title><content type='html'>The cello sounds gorgeous and plays fun. I discovered the really nasty downside of playing a stringed instrument like that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Farking "A" string &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SNAPPED &lt;/span&gt;today, after asking a friend to tuned it. I just barely replaced it a month ago. Can't blame him though, the only people who can tune the damned thing without snapping the string is my friend Kin keong and my cello teacher Jonathan. For your info I'm using the Jargar string. Shit brand. I asked Jon to get me a better one, most probably Larsson and I hope not to hear him say "Jargar is all I can find". Bloody hell. Prepare to blow one hundred bucks, FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's freaking huge and annoying to carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, you chose to play the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CELLO&lt;/span&gt; dumbass! Quit bitchin' and get a violin instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate the violin, it's too damn small for my fingers, sounds like freakin mosquito and the only one who can play the damn thing and not sounding like one is David Oistrakh and I ain't him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's much harder to tune the damn thing compared with my flute (flute?! har har hardy, just push that mouthpiece in and out only mah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And it sucks to just depend on your teacher to tune the damn instrument (I'm a damn baby, but I just learned under Jonathan last few months). When the damn thing is out of tune, how can you bloody practise?! I haven't been touching the damn thing since a week, I'm soooooooo fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I just misplaced my cello-stopper (for your info, the thing that helps to stop the tip or "leg" of the instrument from scratching your precious marble tiles or floor), spend two days trying to find it. If I reaaaallllyyyy lost it, be prepared to blow at least 40 bucks to get a replacement. Can anyone scream &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;FARK &lt;/span&gt;for me now?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-35549094646535366?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/35549094646535366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=35549094646535366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/35549094646535366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/35549094646535366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-suck-at-teh-cello.html' title='I suck at teh cello.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-492102627794568681</id><published>2007-09-24T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:28:06.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelski fans are a joke.</title><content type='html'>Since "Teh Special One"s &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; resignation, it comes to no surprise the London club has gone into a state of mourning sort of like when the Princess of Wales died in a car crash in 1997. Why not? Since "Teh Special One's" reign, they won the Premiership twice when it would've taken another 100 years for them to achieved, broken records of all sorts (most points accumulated as champions, less goals conceded blah blah) and qualified for the Champions League Semi Finals thrice.  Even those who despises him cannot fail to admit his colourful "Moaningho-isms" that has spiced up sports tabloids before and after games. His comments could border from instant pWNage against particularly a Sir Alex Ferguson to downright embarassing, banal and hypocritical (again, who's perfect? Not even my beloved Mr Arsene).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then consider also ironically "Teh Special One" could not win a Champions League trophy with 100 million pounds more budget compared with his shrewd days in Porto and lately while his post-match commentaries were as colourful as ever, his team's display on the pitch contradicted that. The draw in Rosenburg and loss at Aston Villa proves that. Kudos for Abromovich for doing the sensible thing (if indeed he did, but who cares?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the bewilderament are sentiments of some Chelsea fans that seemed to direct their anger towards their club's Benefactor for the sacking of their beloved idol. Quote this sentence I found in a blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who cares about that Russkie owner and his oily roubles? Without a good manager, a good, inspirational anchor, the team would be nothing! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sorry state they are to even realise without even Abramovich, they could not even thought of fantasizing "Teh Special One" coming to the club to coach the team.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-492102627794568681?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/492102627794568681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=492102627794568681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/492102627794568681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/492102627794568681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/09/chelski-fans-are-joke.html' title='Chelski fans are a joke.'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-8127200590775573433</id><published>2007-08-10T00:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:50:44.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Negaraku rap video lyrics</title><content type='html'>Wonder what is the fuss about? Read the direct English translation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 Visit Malaysia Year Main Theme&lt;br /&gt;I Love My Country&lt;br /&gt;Negarakuku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance : Ming Zhi&lt;br /&gt;Original Track : Malaysia National Anthem&lt;br /&gt;Rap Words : Ming Zhi&lt;br /&gt;Composer : Ming Zhi&lt;br /&gt;Video : Ming Zhi, Ah Lai&lt;br /&gt;Editing : Ming Zhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Chew Kinna [Smelly kid] (Bastard)&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Yo! Yo!Chew Kinna [Smelly kid] (Bastard)&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negaraku (My country)&lt;br /&gt;Negarakuku (Crazy country)&lt;br /&gt;Negaraku (My country)&lt;br /&gt;Negarakuku (Crazy country)&lt;br /&gt;Negaraku (My country)&lt;br /&gt;Negarakuku (Crazy country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo!Yeah!I love my country&lt;br /&gt;Have country only have home&lt;br /&gt;Have home only have me&lt;br /&gt;Stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;Singing song aloud&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even though I scold vulgar words everytime&lt;br /&gt;My songIs just like durian&lt;br /&gt;hard hard sharp sharp&lt;br /&gt;Only that&lt;br /&gt;See if you dare to open&lt;br /&gt;And look at the truth inside&lt;br /&gt;It can stink&lt;br /&gt;It can be fragrant&lt;br /&gt;Only to see you have what kind of nostrils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cops&lt;br /&gt;Are called 'mata'&lt;br /&gt;Because their eyes are very sharp&lt;br /&gt;When new year is here&lt;br /&gt;They will be hard working&lt;br /&gt;Take out their pens but rarely they give you bill&lt;br /&gt;Because they are very thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Need to drink tea&lt;br /&gt;And plain coffee&lt;br /&gt;Whether to add sugar&lt;br /&gt;If add sugar&lt;br /&gt;Their mouth will be very sweet and smile at you&lt;br /&gt;When you are about to leaveThey will wave you 'tata' (goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;Negarakutanah tumpahnya darahku&lt;br /&gt;Rakyat hidup (Negaraku Negarakuku)&lt;br /&gt;bersatu dan maju (Negaraku Negarakuku) (Negaraku Negarakuku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;No need to improve&lt;br /&gt;No need to enforce&lt;br /&gt;Cooperation between the cops and the people&lt;br /&gt;The love around a cup of coffee will never weaken&lt;br /&gt;I like it a lot&lt;br /&gt;At least won't get ticket when I reach home&lt;br /&gt;My father will get angry&lt;br /&gt;I'll get beaten up&lt;br /&gt;No car for me to drive&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;This time is too much&lt;br /&gt;No car&lt;br /&gt;How do I go out and play?&lt;br /&gt;No car&lt;br /&gt;How do I have wild sex?&lt;br /&gt;No car&lt;br /&gt;How do I see transvestite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This countryI like very much&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Has morning call to wake me up&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes several buildings sing together&lt;br /&gt;Listen to them like listening to duets of love songs&lt;br /&gt;Bend their voices to and fro like singing R&amp;B&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes they sing out of tune&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes they even sing till voice broken&lt;br /&gt;Some sound like rooster&lt;br /&gt;But wake up earlier than rooster&lt;br /&gt;Only this we will be able to know to prepare for class for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame&lt;br /&gt;Goverment only know taking care of natives&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get treated equally&lt;br /&gt;This can prove us Chinese not afraid of enduring hardships&lt;br /&gt;This can train us to look for way out in dire situations&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel that their standard&lt;br /&gt;Is very strange&lt;br /&gt;Because this way it can reflect that we are&lt;br /&gt;Very formidable children who have not been spoiled&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise you see some people now&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't stopped drinking breast milk&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan kurniakan&lt;br /&gt;Raja kita selamat bertakhta&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat bahagiaTuhan kurniakan&lt;br /&gt;Raja kita selamat bertakhta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people hiding in government's offices even better&lt;br /&gt;Whatever they do they can do it slowly&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough those people in the queue want to scold[Smelly lilai]&lt;br /&gt;Their mood is still leisurely and carefree&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even take out their cakes&lt;br /&gt;They eat their nyonya cakes&lt;br /&gt;You continue queueing&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you scold them [smelly lilai] also nevermind&lt;br /&gt;Because the guard at the side, he is dreaming&lt;br /&gt;He won't scold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wrap their heads&lt;br /&gt;Walk slowly, cross the roads slowly&lt;br /&gt;You drive past them has to give way carefully&lt;br /&gt;Most important is to live happily&lt;br /&gt;Most important is to live comfortably&lt;br /&gt;Don't be like the Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Whole day very busy&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring&lt;br /&gt;This kind of spirit we really have to admire&lt;br /&gt;Because this is their attitude(attitude attitude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song I've been speaking good&lt;br /&gt;Believe that you who are angry with me must like&lt;br /&gt;World very peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Very hopeful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody got injured&lt;br /&gt;No indiscipline&lt;br /&gt;You are very noble&lt;br /&gt;You are very graceful&lt;br /&gt;**** is fragrant&lt;br /&gt;Won't scold vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;You are most classy&lt;br /&gt;Everyday play with romance&lt;br /&gt;Listen to Guang Liang Ping Guan&lt;br /&gt;But they already ran to Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;(Negaraku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private secondary school student after graduation&lt;br /&gt;Want to enter local universities very difficult&lt;br /&gt;Actually this kind of thing we don't have to get angry&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a great plan of the government&lt;br /&gt;They want us to run everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Go overseas to look for hope&lt;br /&gt;Then learn stuffs come back repay country&lt;br /&gt;This plan is really&lt;br /&gt;Good till speechless&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere in the world you can see Malaysia's children&lt;br /&gt;Like fleeing from a calamity(Rahmat bahagia)&lt;br /&gt;Very nice [shiok]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 Malaysia do visitation&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tradition all brought out for propagation&lt;br /&gt;Private secondary school student government doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;Diploma thrown into drain&lt;br /&gt;Like meChinese educated went to Taiwan after graduation&lt;br /&gt;Learned something&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go back repay country&lt;br /&gt;I stand by the road side of Taipei holding guitar&lt;br /&gt;But my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Is still the same singing&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat bahagiaTuhan kurniakan&lt;br /&gt;Raja kitaselamat bertakhtaWooooo~~~ Oh~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-8127200590775573433?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/8127200590775573433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=8127200590775573433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8127200590775573433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/8127200590775573433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/08/negaraku-rap-video-lyrics.html' title='Negaraku rap video lyrics'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-660025528173189767.post-1051508851019652623</id><published>2007-07-23T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:19:41.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and teh Inevitable farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n44/n220417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n44/n220417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I pre-ordered the book roughly four weeks into release. I didn't order it in any big bookstore chains eg; MPH, Popular, Kinokuniya or Borders. I didn't attend any lavish pre-launch party, re-read all the six books, dress up as wizard (imagine how &lt;em&gt;gay &lt;/em&gt;I would look), trying to sign up a magic course, Wiccanism or even Satanism (lol), or spend stupid money buying books such as "WILL HARRY SURVIVES IN BOOK 7" or speculative crap that some idiots decides to spin some money from guillable Pottermaniacs. No I didn't camp outside the bookstore I pre-ordered (some bookstore at Damansara Uptown which offered RM 20 gift voucher as rebate which isn't bad) several hours or days prior to it's release. And I can't finish the book in 7 hours course I have very important things to do in live like trying to prepare for a choir concert and work. Maybe I should have because I read Berita Harian (some Malay language paper) and an idiot AP reporter helped to spoil the book (yes, Harry actually didn't die *).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for you guys who grabbed the book at RM 69.90 from Tesco or Carrefour. I didn't regret pre-ordered it, it's better than waiting half a year and then get bombarded with spoilers which ruined my Half-Blood Prince experience (although getting RM 39.90 for a hard cover version is worth it). Although what's with Bloomsbury and J.K Rowling trying to milk the worth of this book with RM 109.90 price tag?! (dun ask me how many pounds izzit, count your maths). The Fifth book (Order of the Phoenix) was the thickest with roughly 140 pages more than DH and costs 20 ringgit cheaper. Oh well, the hypermarket giants decided to spoil the party by offering the book at ridiculously rock-bottom price it made you want to bang your head on the war for pre-ordering. Who needs all the fancy, unnecessary parties when you can just slash the book price and dangle em' like a carrot? A bookstore who participated in a boycott against the hypermarket tycoons (and backfired reeeaaaallll badly) complained that they need the profits to cover the costs of holding lavish wizarding parties for Potter-maniacs. Then again, it's not that bad to hire Justin Timberlake and sing for them "Cry me a river". =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was the book? I had a little mixed feelings like the others. I like the way she handles the theme of death, which Rowling got Potterites obssessed about it since Cedric Diggory's death in book 4, and it's not just the silly "WHO GONNA DIE NEXT" like the bookmakers predicting whether Manchester United will win the Premiership again. The theme plays a central part in the climax of the novel, which would've been awesome had not some stupid reporter spoiled it again =P. There are moments of genuine terror and suspense and the "Armageddon" in book is handled quite well but apart from it are pickets of rotten apples. Searching for horcruxes becomes more of a challenge for readers to get over than for the character themselves and sometimes readers might ask if "are they freakin' going anywhere?!" and "will somebody smack the bejebus out of Hermione?!". And yeah, the epilogue SERIOUSLY read like some fan-fiction crap. I think I emphathise with a lot of readers not knowing the fate of other characters especially LUNA LOVEGOOD, OMG!!! Part of why Lord of the Rings billions of times more cojones than Harry Potter will ever be because the epilogue and aftermath after the ring's destruction is ultimately satisfying. Seriously Rowling, millions of Potterites don't mind spending another 30 pounds or so if you could re-write a decent ending for the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/660025528173189767-1051508851019652623?l=mishuginarants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/feeds/1051508851019652623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=660025528173189767&amp;postID=1051508851019652623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1051508851019652623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/660025528173189767/posts/default/1051508851019652623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mishuginarants.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-and-teh-inevitable.html' title='Harry Potter and teh Inevitable farewell'/><author><name>Corgan Sow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290041776823345654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
