Goh Tai Lai




Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah recently lamented that UMNO is perceived as a racist political party by normal Malaysians.

Well, no effin’ shit…

UMNO party leaders are a shining example of human brilliance. In one day, UMNO leaders excrete more crap compared to a herd of cows suffering from bad cases of diarrhoea in a year.

Bukit Bendera UMNO Chief, Datuk Ahmad Ismail recently said this at a ceramah.

… the Chinese were only immigrants it was impossible to achieve equal rights amongst races.

Subsequently, we have our Prime Minister, Pak Tidur Lah defending him.

He didn’t mean it… I will talk to him.

What a great display of bullshit effective leadership. I feel so confident now. Ahmad Ismail will repent of his racist ways, apologising to all Malaysians in a humble and contrite manner.

At the same time, our Deputy Prime Minister is talking through his erm… (some orifice that rhymes with gas).

… independence gained in 1957 should not be mortgaged to others.

Err… How do you exactly mortgage independence, Mister Deputy Prime Minister? He further continued.

If we do not safeguard the nation’s independence, we will only be left yearning for it if we (the Barisan Nasional) lose power.

WTF? How would that happen? We become a British colony again? 

Pakai otak a bit can or not?

And who can forget that village idiot, Badruddin Amiruldin (ex-Jerai MP) and his “keluar Malaysia” and “keling” remarks in Parliament?

And Mahathir wonders why this year’s National Day celebration seems a tad muted.

= = =

Toon lost. Dagnabbit.


Here is where I struggle to earn my daily bread, manfully shrugging off the agony inflicted by the slavemaster’s cruel whip on my badly scarred torso and back.

If you peer closely, you may be able to spot the shackles under the desk.

A Dream Within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! Can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe

In loving memory of Seraphine Tai Ern.


I am selling my car, and buying a bicycle.

RM2.70 per litre?

What the hell?


C. Lengus and I went to my favourite eating spot in Klang this morning. We ordered a modest meal – Chinese tea and bakuteh for two.

The meal was great. No surprises there. Well, at least not until after we asked for the bill.


Wah, the price has seriously gone up. By 30%!

I am getting tired of this bullshit. Our cost of living is skyrocketing year after year, and yet our salaries remain piddly and miserly. Soon, we won’t even be able to afford Gardenia Twiggies.


Ubah gaya hidup, my foot.

It’s Time

Today is my last day.

I am leaving the firm I have served faithfully these last 8 years.

As I pack up my things and say my goodbyes, my heart feels heavy, yet I am excited.

I wonder about my new job. I think of the new challenges ahead.

I think I can do it.