Death of An Arab Hero

Innalillah...Saddam Hussein was finally executed on the early morning of Eid ul-Adha, at approximately 6.00am local time of 30th December 2006 by hanging as many Iraqis began celebrating the holy day. There goes one Arab who could stand and fight against the US and its allies all these years.

The execution was seen as the first sacrifice for the Eid. This angries many Iraqis as it has sadden the day that was supposed to be a happy and holy day. But the new government of Iraq has seen the date of execution as essential, and a big step forward in moving on.

I was sad when I first learned about this on the news last night, as I could remember during school we used to talk about how brave Saddam was in standing up against the Americans. It was funny how at first, it was the Americans who supported Saddam during the First Gulf War of 1980-88. In 1982 with Iranian success on the battlefield, the U.S. made its backing of Iraq more pronounced, supplying it with intelligence, economic aid, normalizing relations with the government and also supplying weapons. The American President Ronald Reagan decided that the United States "could not afford to allow Iraq to lose the war to Iran", and that the United States "would do whatever was necessary and legal to prevent Iraq from losing the war with Iran." And now it was the Persians who helped the Americans capture the country and Saddam himself. I guess thats how the world's politics goes. (NB: I just found out that it was the Americans that helped to create the Vietcong in Vietnam, in order to drive out the French from Vietnam soil, but then turned against them)

There is a video of the execution on the net, and could be found easily if you search it. The one I watched is an amatuer video taken with a mobile phone, but there was also a cencored footage taken by a videographer. The amateur video shows the entire execution process, and includes the moment when the platform was dropped and Saddam falls into it. He has recited the shahadah and was finishing it again when the platform dropped. I looked into the Wikipedia page on the article about the execution last night, and was surprised that they 'could not' determine what his last words were, but from the video of the execution it could be clearly heard that he was reciting the shahadah. I tried to edit the page, and put down that his last words are the shahadah and that it could be clearly heard from the amateur footage. But this only lasts 2 or 3 minutes as somebody else deleted it and put back 'he made some other remarks up to the hanging but this could not be determined.' I was furious that somebody did not want the truth to be known to the public and edited the article a few time before I finally gave up and went to sleep. When i woke up this morning, somebody already edited it and put down the truth to be heard. There was also a funny entry in the article which was removed later - somebody put down "Saddam, as he is sentenced to death by butt sex hanging." Vandals.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Execution_of_Saddam_Hussein

I put the entry as 'Death of An Arab Hero' because thats how I see him. Maybe he was wrong with all the killings, but I think with the main three sects of his country, the Sunni, the Shi'ite and the Kurds who kept on fighting each other as long as the world can remember, the dictatorship was essential and he was successful in uniting Iraq and also successful in moderning it before the wars.

I maybe dont really know them, but from a recent personal experience of the Kurds people, I now could understand why Saddam did it. As one of my Arab friend states, 'The Kurds people are hard people, fraudulent, no wonder Saddam gassed them.' And referring to my own personal experience, he added "He is lucky he's here, if he's in Iraq Saddam would have gassed his asses off". What a guy.

Finally able to use the damn phone again

Lost a couple of my O2 simcards back in early October. Then, from a former experience, I specifically told O2 that I just lost the sims when I called to report it lost, NOT the phones and asked them to block only the sim cards and not the phone itself, before I could get new ones. Then, as stupid as O2 gets, they blocked the IMEI of my Nokia 8800 phone, although the phone was not registered or associated with the lost sims. I got the phone with another contract. Their excuse was, the phone was blocked because it was last used with the sims - somehow they got the IMEI number of the phone whenever you restart the phone with a sim and then got associated.

That was the start of a three-months battle to get my phone usable again. FYI, there's a centralised system in the UK, where, when a phone reported stolen or lost, the IMEI number of the phone was entered into the system and then blocked across all networks in the country. This is also widely known as 'Blacklisting'. Then, whats gonna happen is, the next morning you'll wake up next to your unusable phone which appears to not receive any signals. If you restart the phone, it will display "Sim Card Registration Failed". For a Motorola phone, it will appear as "Unregistered Sim" (Yes, has happened to me before) No calls can be made in or out, except emergency calls only, of course.

Thats what happens if you report your phone lost or stolen here in the UK. If you're gonna fraudulently report your phone lost, and claim the insurance to get a new one, send the old phone back to Malaysia where it should be able to be used again (applicable to Malaysians who 'sometimes' like this option). Such system does not exist yet in Malaysia. Kalau phone kena ragut ngan Mat Rempit tu, redha je la. But thats maybe not for long, because there are talks that they gonna try to centralise the system across the world. But I really doubt thats gonna happen anyway.

Okay, to my story then. Since the first day that I discovered that my phone was blocked, I have been calling 02 to try to unblock it. Every time I called they say they have sent forms to the network department that deals with blacklisting, and says that its gonna be resolved in 3 to 5 days. Then 5 days passed and still nothing happens. I called them again. Same thing promised but still Im waiting for nothing to happen. But I kept on calling, never gave up, after all this is my Nokia 8800 which I waited for nearly a year for its price to come down before I could buy it. It must have been over 20 calls or more, week after week, and I felt like calling them family now. haha. Empty promises goes on, until last week, which was 3 months later.

That morning, I restarted my phone and then 'O2-UK' appears! Finally.

NB: Ape daa anti-klimaks nyer citer. hampeh. Tp tensen tgh tunggu gaji masuk nih. Penat baru balik keje. malas nak type dah.

Moral of the story: dont get ur phone blacklisted - it'll get to ur nerves, a damn nuisance.

How Steady Are Your Hands?

http://www.winterrowd.com/maze/

Try playing this to test how steady your hands are. Great for boring nights.

Rip Off Again - 18SX

Honeymoon Postcard

A mother had 3 daughters. They were all getting married within a short time period. Because mom was a bit worried about how their sex lives would get started, she made them all promise to send a postcard from the honeymoon with a few words on how marital sex felt.

The first girl sent a card from Hawaii two days after the wedding. The card said nothing but "Nescafe." Mom was puzzled at first, but then went to the kitchen and got out the Nescafe jar. It said: "Good till the last drop." Mom blushed, but was pleased for her daughter.

The second girl sent the card from Vermont a week after the wedding, and the card read: "Benson & Hedges." Mom now knew to go straight to her husband's cigarettes, and she read from the Benson & Hedges pack: "Extra Long. King Size." She was again slightly embarrased but still happy for her daughter.

The third girl left for her honeymoon in the Caribbean. Mom waited for a week, nothing. Another week went by, and still nothing. Then after a whole month, a card finally arrived. Written on it with shaky handwriting were the words: "British Airways." Mom took out her latest Harper's Bazaar magazine, flipped through the pages fearing the worst, and finally found the ad for the airline. The ad said: "Three times a day, seven days a week, both ways." Mom fainted.

Ripped it off somebody - not my own

Got this story from somebody else's blog. Should I reference it? haha. Essay writing mode.

So the story goes..

A Very Good Husband

Robin wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Robin looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table. "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love You!"

So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Robin asks, "Son, what happened last night?" His son says, "Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious. Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you tumbled into the door". Confused, Robin asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me? I should expect a big quarrel with her!"

His son replies, Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your clothes and shoes off, you said, "Lady leave me alone! I'm married!"

Cleaning The Car

Thats something that hasn't been done for a very, very long time. Need to do it soon. The condition is deteriorating. Fast.

Done watching Dexter. Now back to work. Work. Work.

Perhaps this is not a blog. More like a photoblog. Hmm..

Holiday

Cuti. Cuti Cuti.

Tapi..

banyak kerja. banyak kerja. banyak kerja.

Tapi..

dok melepak. dok melepak. dok melepak.

Kena..

buat kerja. buat kerja. buat kerja.

Jangan..

main poker. main poker. main poker.

Duit..

tarak. tarak. tarak..


Hope it'll all become fine before i myself know it. Damn.

Feeding Birds in Venice

Me feeding birds in Venice during Hari Raya 2005.
Notice that I've ran out of bird food and went on to buy a new pack from one of the birdfood seller that was selling right beside me. There's also that boy in the green jacket who tried to 'steal my thunder'. One of my classmates, when I showed this video to her, screamed "Its all over you! How could you play with these pigeons! They are like rats, with wings!!" Its good fun anyway.

Been to Venice twice now. But I'd like to go there again sometime soon. My favourite place in Europe over any other places that i've seen and been. The best.

We'll go there together soon eh, Ayang? hehe.

Abah n Mama in Japan

Hehe. These are NOT based on actual events. My dad crossed the water just fine. Thought it was funny how these series of pictures turns out.

Me In Troy, Turkey

Mmg tadak keja siot

Bored

BOO!

Sorry syira kenakan boyfriend hang. aku boring nih hahah!!

Favourite Photo

No word can describe it =)

Me - The Rempit Years

Missing my old bike at the moment. Remembering the times that i used to ride my bike at 170 on the highway..or 100kmh in the middle of a traffic jam between cars. Still, the best place for me to be those time was on the Penang Bridge, 140-150kmh mencilok between cars and lorries. Best feeling ever when reached the other side of the bridge. It feels like I'm victorious. The moment has passed, and im grateful that in those years of riding bikes like a manic, nothing really serious happened to me. Yes, once I collide with a Kancil when I'm 16, the first experience of flying at high speed. Then theres the second one when I'm 18, but this time the bike flew over me instead. Both time escaped with only bruises and minor injuries, scrapped skins, but nothing serious. No broken bones and limbs just yet. Of course there the occasional minor accidents here and there, but thats just life as a motorcycle rider in Malaysia. gotta accept that.

Now sold my bike to a relative, and theres nothing decent enough to ride at home in Malaysia. Only a restored vintage Honda Cup 50cc (honda bulat) and a bbllluueegghhh 4-stroke suzuki. No more my Suzuki RGV 120CC. More into 4 wheels at the moment, or BMW 328Ci to be precise, hehe.

However, these are the pics of my old bike

Looking like a true rempit

Rempit's 2002 Handsfree Special Edition - Nokia 3310

Gotta have one of these

Well, just for clarification:

I dont race. I dont ride in large groups harassing people. I dont ride on one wheel. I dont snatch people's handbags. I just like speed. I like mencilok.