Thursday, 8 October 2009

Niqab Ban

Came across this article today:

Egypt cleric 'to ban full veils'

Egyptian women in full veil, or niqab
The niqab has become increasingly popular among Egypt's Muslim radicals

Egypt's highest Muslim authority has said he will issue a religious edict against the growing trend for full women's veils, known as the niqab.

Sheikh Mohamed Tantawi, dean of al-Azhar university, called full-face veiling a custom that has nothing to do with the Islamic faith.

Although most Muslim women in Egypt wear the Islamic headscarf, increasing numbers are adopting the niqab as well.

The practice is widely associated with more radical trends of Islam.

The niqab question reportedly arose when Sheikh Tantawi was visiting a girls' school in Cairo at the weekend and asked one of the students to remove her niqab.

The Egyptian newspaper al-Masri al-Yom quoted him expressing surprise at the girl's attire and telling her it was merely a tradition, with no connection to religion or the Koran.

After reading the Sheikh's point, I can't help from recalling this photo called "What's the point"



Tuesday, 22 September 2009

You've Got Mail

A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a
particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where
they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier. Because of hectic
schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So,
the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his
wife flying down the following day. The husband checked into the hotel.
There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his
wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in her email
address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from
her husband's funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory
following a heart attack. The widow decided to check her email expecting
messages from relatives and friends. After reading the first message,
she gasped and fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room, found his
mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:

To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I've Arrived
Date: October 16, 2005

I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here
now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I've just
arrived and have been checked in. I've seen that everything has been
prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you
then!!!! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.

P. S. Sure is freaking hot down here!!!!

Friday, 21 August 2009

Welcome Ramadan

Ramadan tomorrow.

Don't know esok 1st day camana.
Pagi - driving range.
Petang - Emirates: Arsenal v Portsmouth
Buka 2010.
OK kot.

Terawih & niat posa .. Erry imam terawih, gua imamkan witir.

Thursday, 20 August 2009

Welcome Naqeeb

It was 0235 .. baru je tidor around 0100. Rasa mamai ya amat. Mummy kejut .. Skin dah contraction 7 minutes apart. Terkalut kejap. By 0300 sampai St Peter's Hospital. After a while, balik dulu sambung tidor.

0616 Naqeeb was born. Tambah satu nephew .. bengkok la Erry & Skin nak layan.
Congrats!!!

Ni dia budak comel tu.
Balik rumah terus gali lubang bawah pokok plum, nak tanam placenta .. cari tempat redup sikit, so budak ni nanti cool sikit. Tapi tanah tu banyak beno batu .. hopefully beso nanti powero budak ni. Ni placenta lepas mandi .. heart shaped .. macam akar kayu, if turned upside down - macam tree of life.

Monday, 17 August 2009

First Green

Yesterday was my 1st time going on the green. It was at Addington Court in Croydon. Before this it has always been the driving range. My first time hitting the ball was in 1980 very near Ayah Su's place, where Sime UEP had some area cleared for residential property building. Fantastic au naturale driving range. There was this Chinese uncle who was hitting balls when we came to watch on our bikes. He then told us to have a go - and we had a bloody good time blasting the balls away. At that point of time I was thinking "Oh gosh! I'm a natural golfer"

But that was then. Fast forward to the late 90's - many friends took up golf. Many became buaya & sewaktu dengannya. Most times, my association with golf was limited to hitting the balls on driving ranges. Usually with Apen, Nik, Jai etc. And oh boy! Was I bad at it or what. And I thought, "I'm never going to the green. I just couldn't play. I'm just hopeless.".

But yesterday was something else. I knew I could revisit that 1980 thoughts.

Now I need a set & a pair of shoes.

Saturday, 18 July 2009

Jua Ikan

Amende la tajuk hari ni .. actually ianya berkenaan "selfish" sebab tu jua ikan bukan jual ikan.

Aku tak de menda nak buat, biasa lah .. masuk FB main Barn Buddy, curi hasil tanaman kawan2 sikit, tolong siram tanah2 yg kering etc. Sambil2 tu termasuk page member kamceng aku, Pak Din. Aku tersangat2 la kamceng ngan dia ni specifically masa aku study kat Adelaide dulu.

So, aku teringat pergi Selama (Perak) one time dulu. Sembang2 ngan ayah dia. Mat Sani namanya, aku panggil Pak Long. Dia ni imam kampung tu, merangkap penghulu. Sihat dan sasa orangnya. Sekarang ni tak tau lah, dah tua kan. Anak2 ramai juga. Memang layan sembang ngan orang tua ni. Banyak buah2 fikiran yg bernas. Infact, one of his advice was what led me to decide to go ahead & marry Ann. Ye lah kan, muda2 masa tu .. cold feet la, takut nak mampus dgn commitment etc.

Ada satu hari tu masa aku lepak2 ngan Pak Din, dia cerita kat aku, one fine day masa dia kecik - dia pergi la dapur & then buat la air (milo kot) satu mug. Tengah bersenang lenang minum Milo, boss panggil. Belum sempat cakap apa, sebijik pelempang dah hinggap kat pipi. Sambil Pak Din tercengang2 Pak Long tanya, "berapa orang duduk dalam rumah ni?" .. Pak Din jawab, "7" (aku rasa lah). "Habis tu buat air satu gelas kenapa? Lain kali nak buat air, buat satu teko."

Sejak hari tu, Pak Din pun menjadi seorang yang sharing, dah tidak lagi selfish. Oleh itu rajin2 lah buat air untuk kawan2/ahli keluarga, i.e. jangan buat untuk sendiri2 aje.

p/s aku memang malas buat air + potong bawang

Sekian, terima kasih.

Thursday, 16 July 2009

Pulut Kuning


Ada mamat tu gigih suruh eksplen jugak pasal pulut kuning ni as per here.

So here goes.

Whenever there is a majlis khatam Quran for Malaysian Malays (can't vouch for Brunei, Indonesian, Phillipines, Sri Lankan, Thai, South African, Hawaii .. etc) almost inevitably among the menu would be Pulut Kuning. Now, what has pulut kuning got to do with khatam Quran? I'm pretty certain zaman2 Saidina Hassan & Hussin dulu diorang khatam sure makan shish kebab or something like that. Probably with nasi Bukhara (itu kalau zaman2 Imam Bukhari lah kot). What I mean is, its definitely a Malay tradition.

My suspicion is, khatam Quran being a highlight in the life of a kid, he or she is supposed to be treated like a royal. Hence the colour yellow in the pulut. Kalau putih je, tak de kelas la kan? Makan dengan kelapa parut & ikan masin - peasant food gitu (sedap siot!)

Another possible explanation was given by Mar a long time ago.
Kata dia: Masa khatam orang baca Lamyakunillazi (Surah 98 i.e. Al-Bayyinah [Bukti]). Orang Kelantan sebut Lamyakuning .. hence the Pulut Kuning!!

Wallahua'lam

p/s aku memang suka gila pulut kuning ni. Tak caya tanya Mar. Paling kokak makan dgn telur dadar potong jalur2.

Tuesday, 7 July 2009

Ex-squeeze Me

A father walks into a restaurant with his young son..

He gives the young boy three coins to play with to keep him occupied.

Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face..

The father realizes the boy has swallowed the coins and starts slapping him on the back..

The boy coughs up two of the coins, but keeps choking.

Looking at his son, the father is panicking, shouting for help.

A well dressed, attractive, and serious looking woman, in a blue business suit is sitting at a coffee bar reading a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way, unhurriedly, across the restaurant.

Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants; takes hold of the boy's' testicles and starts to squeeze and twist, gently at first and then ever so firmly.. After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and Coughs up the last coin, which the woman deftly catches in her free hand.

Releasing the boy's testicles, the woman hands the coin to the father and walks back to her seat at the coffee bar without saying a word.

As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill effects, the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her saying, "I've never seen anybody do anything like that before, it was fantastic. Are you a doctor? "

'No,' the woman replied. 'I'm with The Inland Revenue.'

Sunday, 21 June 2009

Morning in SJ

Still groggy .. It's 0940 in Subang Jaya while Ann & the gang sleep
blissfully (hopefully) at 0240 in Egham.

Despite late night supper with Erry - maggi goreng + sup kambing +
tosai, the tummy growls.

Terima lah, murtabak RM10.

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

London Jam

RMT (the National Union of Rail, Maritime and Transport Workers) decided to go ahead with the strike. Thanks to Bob Crow, the General Secretary. Amazing! Tube drivers earn between 38,000 & 60,000 p.a. and yet they want an inflation busting increment of 5%. All this when people like us don't know whether we're gonna keep our job or not next week.

Reached Waterloo around 0830. No tube was working except Northern Line. Screw the tubes. Buses were full too. Taxis make truck loads of money today. Me, I decided to give my pedometer something to do. Equipped with my walking shoes & Norah Jones, I strolled to work today - from Waterloo along the south bank, crossed the Millenium Bridge (for the first time, can you believe it!) and admired St Paul's Cathedral. Got in 45 minutes & 6,000 steps later.

Now, I have to do that again tomorrow. Pray it won't rain. FU Bob Crow.

Thursday, 28 May 2009

Man Up

Arrrrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!
Frust nyaaaaa !!!

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Two Plastic Bags

Got Basic Material conference at Claridge's today. Am killing time at Debenham. Bad news all round. Something to cheer all of us up.

A little old lady was walking down the street dragging two large  plastic garbage bags behind her.  One of the bags was riped and every once in a while a $20 fell out onto the sidewalk. 

Noticing  this, a  policeman stopped her, and said, "Ma'am, there are $20 bills falling out of that bag".

"Oh really? Darn it!" said the little old lady. "I'd better go back and see if I can find  them. Thanks for telling me officer." 

"Well, now, not so fast," said the cop.  Where did you get all that money?  You didn't steal it, did you?"

"Oh, no, no", said the old lady. "You see, my back yard is right next  to the football stadium parking lot.  On game days, a lot of fans come and pee  through a knot hole in the fence, right into my flower garden.  It used to  really tick me off.  Kills the flowers, you know. Then I thought, 'why not  make the best of it?  So, now, on game days, I stand behind the fence by the knot hole, real quiet, with my hedge clippers. Every time some guy sticks his pecker through my fence, I surprise him, grab hold of it and say, 'O.K., buddy!  Give me $20, or off it comes.'

"Well, that seems only fair," said the cop, laughing. "OK. Good luck! Oh, by the way, what's in the other bag?"

"Well, you know", said the little old lady, "not everybody pays."

Tuesday, 17 March 2009

ASB via m2u

 

Just a lil bit of promo from the ASNB ....as of today, u can deposit your excess cash into investment in ASB via maybank2u.

Just go under investment, and you'll see the icon "purchase of ASNB Unit Trust". But bear in mind, a small charge of RM0.50 applies. Also not to mention, kena provide TAC.


Boleh la Mr Dentease melabur. Duit nasi lemak surau Birmingham University tu banyak wooo! 

Mr Kenit in Amsterdam .. walau jauh beribu batu, tapi masih bumiputera lagi kan? He hee.

Friday, 13 March 2009

Tazkirah Jumaat

Before you head for Friday the 13th prayer. A short tazkirah.

OPINION EUROPE: MARCH 8, 2009, 8:21 P.M. ET

Islam Needs to Prove It's a Religion of Peace

Muslims can start with a new Quranic scholarship that rejects radicalism.

The film "Fitna" by Dutch parliament member Geert Wilders has created an uproar around the world as it linked violence committed by Islamists to Islam.

Many commentators and politicians -- including the British government, which denied him entry to the country last month -- reflexively accused Mr. Wilders of inciting hatred. The question, however, is whether the blame is with Mr. Wilders, who simply exposed Islamic radicalism, or with those who promote and engage in this religious extremism. In other words, shall we fault Mr. Wilders for showing photos of the hanging of homosexuals, or shall we fault those who actually promote and practice this crime?

There is a certain schizophrenia among many Muslims who seem to believe that it is acceptable to teach hatred and violence in the name of their religion, while at the same time expecting the world to respect Islam as "a religion of peace, love and harmony."

Scholars in the most prestigious Islamic institutes and universities continue to teach things like Jews are "pigs and monkeys," that women and men must be stoned to death for adultery, or that Muslims must fight the world to spread their religion. Isn't, then, Mr. Wilders's criticism appropriate? Instead of blaming him, we must blame the leading Islamic scholars for having failed to produce an authoritative book on Islamic jurisprudence that is accepted in the Islamic world and unambiguously rejects these violent teachings.

While many religious texts preach violence, the interpretation, modern usage and implementation of these teachings make all the difference. For example, the stoning of women exists in both the Old Testament and in the Islamic tradition, or "Sunna" -- the recorded deeds and manners of the prophet Muhammad. The difference, though, is that leading Jewish scholars agreed to discontinue these practices centuries ago while Muslim scholars have yet to do so. Hence we do not see the stoning of women practiced or promoted in Israel, the "Jewish" state, but we see it practiced and promoted in Iran and Saudi Arabia, the "Islamic" states!

When the British government banned Geert Wilders from entering the country to present his film in the House of Lords, it made two egregious errors. The first was to suppress free speech, a canon of the civilized Western world. The second mistake was to blame the messenger -- punishing, so to speak, the witness who exposed the crime instead of punishing the criminal. Mr. Wilders did not produce the content of the violent Islamic message he showed in his film -- the Islamic world did that. Until the Islamic clerical establishment takes concrete steps to reject violence in the name of their religion, Mr. Wilders criticism is not only permissible as "controversial" free speech but justified.

So, Islamic scholars and clerics, it is up to you to produce a Shariah book that will be accepted in the Islamic world and that teaches that Jews are not pigs and monkeys, and that declaring war to spread Islam is unacceptable, and killing apostates is a crime. Such a book would prove that Islam is a religion of peace.

Mr. Hamid, a former member of an Islamist terrorist group, is an Islamic reformer and senior fellow at the Potomac Institute for Policy Studies.

Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Licensed at Last

Fuh! Finally! After 1 week of penantian yg mendebarkan. Especially with the passports with DVLA and knowing we need them by 3 April. Siap pergi Wimbledon lagi, konon nya nak buat premium checking (DVLA check pas tu tak yah hantar passport). Kutu tu stone je .. "tak boleh bang, passport kena hantar jugak. Pasal lesen HK tapi passport Mesia". Pegi Friday, 27th Feb tapi Mat tu kata "kitorang kumpul dulu, Isnin baru hantar". So aku budget 5 working days, ambik sunnah lesen Mazza. Lepas tu baru aku dibenarkan cemas. Tunggu jugak, kot2 ada any mamat DVLA nak call tanya soalan2 cepumas like "kau pass lesen ni kat mana?", "apasal passport kau tak de pun travel ke Hong Kong tapi lesen kau dated February?" etc.

Alhamdulillah. Aku yang cemas, Ann rilek je. Kitorang siap prepare story mory kot2 ada diorang call. Macam nak commit the perfect murder plak.

Nah .. ini dia lesen aku. Mata pandang ke lain, suit terpeleot coz amik gambar kat booth at Egham station (pelik tul, muka aku dah masuk dalam oval, mata dah dalam slot - pas tu keluar gambar rambut terkeluar frame atas .. so kena lah adjust agak2 sendiri). 3 kali shot allowed .. ini yg terbaik. Boh je lah.

Sekarang aku tak payah lagi nak budget kot2 ada polis lepak kat Runnymede roundabout ke, exit Heathrow ke M4 ke. Aku rasa bebas! Yiiihaaa!

Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Magpies vs Red Devils

Sambung reporting live yg terbengkalai.

Went to Newcastle with Dell, upon invitation by Faez (thank you for letting us crash at yr place!)
Arrived around 1400+. Sempat pergi Royal Quay lagi. Masuk Mountain Life cari fleece coz temp was suppose to be around zero that night. Belasah satu black fleece (for women) sebab nampak cun sangat. Bila aku pakai tak de pun nampak cam bapok? OK je. Pas tu layan Nike Outlet .. lanyak a few £4.89 t-shirts. Just for the heck of it. Entah bila aku nak pakai pun tak tau.

1900 we were already at St James Park (thank you Ita for chauferring us). Rupanya ticket kitorang kira canggih juga. Siap masuk via Bar 1892 and dapat programme magazine lagi.

In front of Bar 1892

Musang berbulu ayam. Siap pakai baju Newcastle .. sebab duduk box diorang. Man U fans (away) nun jauh di belakang gol. Lepas tu bila Rooney score equalizer buat2 frust .. ha haa.

Warm up B4 da game

It snowed at 1700 so kena shovel penalty box.

Man U defending a corner

The day after - with Faez & Dell

Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Reporting Live

Buat kerja gila hari ni. Dell & I drove up to Newcastle to watch the
Magpies vs the Red Devils. Game's gonna start in 8 minutes. More later.

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

2-in-1 Macam Shampoo

Happy Birthday & Happy Anniversary Mama Diny.

Monday, 23 February 2009

Perception

Enjoy This Short Read

A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by and a middle-aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3-year-old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats averaged $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?

Thursday, 19 February 2009

Kapchai

Honda Cub kat rumah tepi kubur Egham - jarang2 nampak nih! Makes me
miss Malaysia.

Wednesday, 11 February 2009

Who Doesn't?

Spotted in front of office during lunch

Sunday, 1 February 2009

Disneyland Paris

Went to Disneyland Paris for 3 days.
Syiokkkkk!!! But it took 2 thermal, 2 t-shirts, gloves, a warm jacket, long stockings, socks, leather shoes .. to fight the cold. But definitely worth it.

Wednesday, 28 January 2009

Stinggarden

Rented a Vauxhall Corsa on Saturday because of inadequate seats in my car to bring all of us to Birmingham. Chose that car coz its mileage was only 6,000 miles & it was a 1.2 .. so better mileage per gallon (at least that was what we thought). So it was 6 + 3. All to celebrate Amir's & Maisarah's birthday.

Hassled Mr Dentist to download the movie that I wanted to watch: Slumdog Millionaire
I had actually downloaded it already but left it at home. Did so because when I checked IMDB, the rating given was 8.1 out of 10.0!!! That's the first time I saw a movie rated higher than 8.0

True to its rating, we enjoyed the movie tremendously that we watched it again on Sunday. It's about a boy (Jamal) from the slum (Dharavi) who is one question away from the jackpot of 20 million Rupees, but accused of cheating. Pretty reasonable to accuse him of cheating. How does a slum kid from Mumbai know where Cambridge Circus is in England? How does a slum kid from India know whose face is on the USD100? Now that's where it really gets interesting. He knows the answers! In fact these are answers (or more like information) which he could never forget.

Watch it! You won't regret it. Gotta go pack. Disneyland is calling .. he he.

Friday, 23 January 2009

Cheap Bulbs

It's recession in the UK. GDP growth for the fourth quarter 2008 shrunk more that what analysts forecast. A 1.5% drop from the previous quarter, the biggest contraction since 1980. Analysts were predicting -1.2%. Pound & stocks fell in tandem.

A good time to go running to Robert Dyas & stock your house up with 10 for £1.00 energy saving bulbs. Its looking grimmmm ...

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Nihongo

Hajime mashite ..
Betul ke ni? Biar benar?
Another language to learn .. another office to manage .. another country to explore

Friday, 16 January 2009

B'bojeng

Tadi aku singgah kedai gunting celah2 Queensway shops untuk berbojeng (Kelate for gunting rambut). Sebabnya rambut aku dah ala-ala Lion King. Lagi pun big boss sampai esok , next week dia gi Amsterdam pas tu BOD meeting the week after. So kena la hensem sikit, gaya, mutu, keunggulan gitu.

Awek yg gunting rambut tu la pulak - Chuuuun nya! Awek Polish. Bila aku tanya, "Are you European?", dia kata "No, I'm Polish". Pening aku kejap. May be very late 20's or early 30's. Ntah, minah2 salleh ni kengkadang muka cam tua tapi umur baru 20'an. So masa dia sepit2 rambut aku dgn jari dia, terus teringat Tom Selleck masa Paulina Porizkova gunting rambut dia in Her Alibi.

Dia ni lah satu2 nya model pujaan aku, awek Czech. Masa dulu2 aku ingat aku collect semua pamphlet Estee Lauder yg ada gambar dia. Tak gila ke? Seorang balak dok kutip Estee Lauder punya pamphlets? But that was what I did every time I pass through David Jones or Myer at Rundle Mall. Sambil2 tu spray la perfume testers mana yg patut kan (alang2 dah ada kat area cosmetic). Bila masuk lecture, wangi je. Rasa2 nya masa tu yg agak hot perfume were Jazz (YSL ke?) and Drakkar Noir. Kadang2 tu pasal dah selalu sangat buat, bila masuk je area perfume tu, macam terdengar2 announcement: "All cosmetic staff. Please hide all testers."

Paulina Porizkova - bapak la cun nya

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

As the Arabs see the Jews

Aku selalu kutuk Arab. But this is one piece I think everybody should read.

Summary

This fascinating essay, written by King Hussein’s grandfather King Abdullah, appeared in the United States six months before the 1948 Arab-Israeli War. In the article, King Abdullah disputes the mistaken view that Arab opposition to Zionism (and later the state of Israel) is because of longstanding religious or ethnic hatred. He notes that Jews and Muslims enjoyed a long history of peaceful coexistence in the Middle East, and that Jews have historically suffered far more at the hands of Christian Europe. Pointing to the tragedy of the holocaust that Jews suffered during World War II, the monarch asks why America and Europe are refusing to accept more than a token handful of Jewish immigrants and refugees. It is unfair, he argues, to make Palestine, which is innocent of anti-Semitism, pay for the crimes of Europe. King Abdullah also asks how Jews can claim a historic right to Palestine, when Arabs have been the overwhelming majority there for nearly 1300 uninterrupted years? The essay ends on an ominous note, warning of dire consequences if a peaceful solution cannot be found to protect the rights of the indigenous Arabs of Palestine.

"As the Arabs see the Jews"
His Majesty King Abdullah,
The American Magazine

November, 1947

I am especially delighted to address an American audience, for the tragic problem of Palestine will never be solved without American understanding, American sympathy, American support.

So many billions of words have been written about Palestine—perhaps more than on any other subject in history—that I hesitate to add to them. Yet I am compelled to do so, for I am reluctantly convinced that the world in general, and America in particular, knows almost nothing of the true case for the Arabs.

We Arabs follow, perhaps far more than you think, the press of America. We are frankly disturbed to find that for every word printed on the Arab side, a thousand are printed on the Zionist side.

There are many reasons for this. You have many millions of Jewish citizens interested in this question. They are highly vocal and wise in the ways of publicity. There are few Arab citizens in America, and we are as yet unskilled in the technique of modern propaganda.

The results have been alarming for us. In your press we see a horrible caricature and are told it is our true portrait. In all justice, we cannot let this pass by default.

Our case is quite simple: For nearly 2,000 years Palestine has been almost 100 per cent Arab. It is still preponderantly Arab today, in spite of enormous Jewish immigration. But if this immigration continues we shall soon be outnumbered—a minority in our home.

Palestine is a small and very poor country, about the size of your state of Vermont. Its Arab population is only about 1,200,000. Already we have had forced on us, against our will, some 600,000 Zionist Jews. We are threatened with many hundreds of thousands more.

Our position is so simple and natural that we are amazed it should even be questioned. It is exactly the same position you in America take in regard to the unhappy European Jews. You are sorry for them, but you do not want them in your country.

We do not want them in ours, either. Not because they are Jews, but because they are foreigners. We would not want hundreds of thousands of foreigners in our country, be they Englishmen or Norwegians or Brazilians or whatever.

Think for a moment: In the last 25 years we have had one third of our entire population forced upon us. In America that would be the equivalent of 45,000,000 complete strangers admitted to your country, over your violent protest, since 1921. How would you have reacted to that?

Because of our perfectly natural dislike of being overwhelmed in our own homeland, we are called blind nationalists and heartless anti-Semites. This charge would be ludicrous were it not so dangerous.

No people on earth have been less "anti-Semitic" than the Arabs. The persecution of the Jews has been confined almost entirely to the Christian nations of the West. Jews, themselves, will admit that never since the Great Dispersion did Jews develop so freely and reach such importance as in Spain when it was an Arab possession. With very minor exceptions, Jews have lived for many centuries in the Middle East, in complete peace and friendliness with their Arab neighbours.

Damascus, Baghdad, Beirut and other Arab centres have always contained large and prosperous Jewish colonies. Until the Zionist invasion of Palestine began, these Jews received the most generous treatment—far, far better than in Christian Europe. Now, unhappily, for the first time in history, these Jews are beginning to feel the effects of Arab resistance to the Zionist assault. Most of them are as anxious as Arabs to stop it. Most of these Jews who have found happy homes among us resent, as we do, the coming of these strangers.

I was puzzled for a long time about the odd belief which apparently persists in America that Palestine has somehow "always been a Jewish land." Recently an American I talked to cleared up this mystery. He pointed out that the only things most Americans know about Palestine are what they read in the Bible. It was a Jewish land in those days, they reason, and they assume it has always remained so.

Nothing could be farther from the truth. It is absurd to reach so far back into the mists of history to argue about who should have Palestine today, and I apologise for it. Yet the Jews do this, and I must reply to their "historic claim." I wonder if the world has ever seen a stranger sight than a group of people seriously pretending to claim a land because their ancestors lived there some 2,000 years ago!

If you suggest that I am biased, I invite you to read any sound history of the period and verify the facts.

Such fragmentary records as we have indicate that the Jews were wandering nomads from Iraq who moved to southern Turkey, came south to Palestine, stayed there a short time, and then passed to Egypt, where they remained about 400 years. About 1300 BC (according to your calendar) they left Egypt and gradually conquered most—but not all—of the inhabitants of Palestine.

It is significant that the Philistines—not the Jews—gave their name to the country: "Palestine" is merely the Greek form of "Philistia."

Only once, during the empire of David and Solomon, did the Jews ever control nearly—but not all—the land which is today Palestine. This empire lasted only 70 years, ending in 926 BC. Only 250 years later the Kingdom of Judah had shrunk to a small province around Jerusalem, barely a quarter of modern Palestine.

In 63 BC the Jews were conquered by Roman Pompey, and never again had even the vestige of independence. The Roman Emperor Hadrian finally wiped them out about 135 AD. He utterly destroyed Jerusalem, rebuilt under another name, and for hundreds of years no Jew was permitted to enter it. A handful of Jews remained in Palestine but the vast majority were killed or scattered to other countries, in the Diaspora, or the Great Dispersion. From that time Palestine ceased to be a Jewish country, in any conceivable sense.

This was 1,815 years ago, and yet the Jews solemnly pretend they still own Palestine! If such fantasy were allowed, how the map of the world would dance about!

Italians might claim England, which the Romans held so long. England might claim France, "homeland" of the conquering Normans. And the French Normans might claim Norway, where their ancestors originated. And incidentally, we Arabs might claim Spain, which we held for 700 years.

Many Mexicans might claim Spain, "homeland" of their forefathers. They might even claim Texas, which was Mexican until 100 years ago. And suppose the American Indians claimed the "homeland" of which they were the sole, native, and ancient occupants until only some 450 years ago!

I am not being facetious. All these claims are just as valid—or just as fantastic—as the Jewish "historic connection" with Palestine. Most are more valid.

In any event, the great Moslem expansion about 650 AD finally settled things. It dominated Palestine completely. From that day on, Palestine was solidly Arabic in population, language, and religion. When British armies entered the country during the last war, they found 500,000 Arabs and only 65,000 Jews.

If solid, uninterrupted Arab occupation for nearly 1,300 years does not make a country "Arab", what does?

The Jews say, and rightly, that Palestine is the home of their religion. It is likewise the birthplace of Christianity, but would any Christian nation claim it on that account? In passing, let me say that the Christian Arabs—and there are many hundreds of thousands of them in the Arab World—are in absolute agreement with all other Arabs in opposing the Zionist invasion of Palestine.

May I also point out that Jerusalem is, after Mecca and Medina, the holiest place in Islam. In fact, in the early days of our religion, Moslems prayed toward Jerusalem instead of Mecca.

The Jewish "religious claim" to Palestine is as absurd as the "historic claim." The Holy Places, sacred to three great religions, must be open to all, the monopoly of none. Let us not confuse religion and politics.

We are told that we are inhumane and heartless because do not accept with open arms the perhaps 200,000 Jews in Europe who suffered so frightfully under Nazi cruelty, and who even now—almost three years after war’s end—still languish in cold, depressing camps.

Let me underline several facts. The unimaginable persecution of the Jews was not done by the Arabs: it was done by a Christian nation in the West. The war which ruined Europe and made it almost impossible for these Jews to rehabilitate themselves was fought by the Christian nations of the West. The rich and empty portions of the earth belong, not to the Arabs, but to the Christian nations of the West.

And yet, to ease their consciences, these Christian nations of the West are asking Palestine—a poor and tiny Moslem country of the East—to accept the entire burden. "We have hurt these people terribly," cries the West to the East. "Won’t you please take care of them for us?"

We find neither logic nor justice in this. Are we therefore "cruel and heartless nationalists"?

We are a generous people: we are proud that "Arab hospitality" is a phrase famous throughout the world. We are a humane people: no one was shocked more than we by the Hitlerite terror. No one pities the present plight of the desperate European Jews more than we.

But we say that Palestine has already sheltered 600,000 refugees. We believe that is enough to expect of us—even too much. We believe it is now the turn of the rest of the world to accept some of them.

I will be entirely frank with you. There is one thing the Arab world simply cannot understand. Of all the nations of the earth, America is most insistent that something be done for these suffering Jews of Europe. This feeling does credit to the humanity for which America is famous, and to that glorious inscription on your Statue of Liberty.

And yet this same America—the richest, greatest, most powerful nation the world has ever known—refuses to accept more than a token handful of these same Jews herself!

I hope you will not think I am being bitter about this. I have tried hard to understand that mysterious paradox, and I confess I cannot. Nor can any other Arab.

Perhaps you have been informed that "the Jews in Europe want to go to no other place except Palestine."

This myth is one of the greatest propaganda triumphs of the Jewish Agency for Palestine, the organisation which promotes with fanatic zeal the emigration to Palestine. It is a subtle half-truth, thus doubly dangerous.

The astounding truth is that nobody on earth really knows where these unfortunate Jews really want to go!

You would think that in so grave a problem, the American, British, and other authorities responsible for the European Jews would have made a very careful survey, probably by vote, to find out where each Jew actually wants to go. Amazingly enough this has never been done! The Jewish Agency has prevented it.

Some time ago the American Military Governor in Germany was asked at a press conference how he was so certain that all Jews there wanted to go to Palestine. His answer was simple: "My Jewish advisors tell me so." He admitted no poll had ever been made. Preparations were indeed begun for one, but the Jewish Agency stepped in to stop it.

The truth is that the Jews in German camps are now subjected to a Zionist pressure campaign which learned much from the Nazi terror. It is dangerous for a Jew to say that he would rather go to some other country, not Palestine. Such dissenters have been severely beaten, and worse.

Not long ago, in Palestine, nearly 1,000 Austrian Jews informed the international refugee organisation that they would like to go back to Austria, and plans were made to repatriate them.

The Jewish Agency heard of this, and exerted enough political pressure to stop it. It would be bad propaganda for Zionism if Jews began leaving Palestine. The nearly 1,000 Austrian are still there, against their will.

The fact is that most of the European Jews are Western in culture and outlook, entirely urban in experience and habits. They cannot really have their hearts set on becoming pioneers in the barren, arid, cramped land which is Palestine.

One thing, however, is undoubtedly true. As matters stand now, most refugee Jews in Europe would, indeed, vote for Palestine, simply because they know no other country will have them.

If you or I were given a choice between a near-prison camp for the rest of our lives—or Palestine—we would both choose Palestine, too.

But open up any other alternative to them—give them any other choice, and see what happens!

No poll, however, will be worth anything unless the nations of the earth are willing to open their doors—just a little—to the Jews. In other words, if in such a poll a Jew says he wants to go to Sweden, Sweden must be willing to accept him. If he votes for America, you must let him come in.

Any other kind of poll would be a farce. For the desperate Jew, this is no idle testing of opinion: this is a grave matter of life or death. Unless he is absolutely sure that his vote means something, he will always vote for Palestine, so as not to risk his bird in the hand for one in the bush.

In any event, Palestine can accept no more. The 65,000 Jews in Palestine in 1918 have jumped to 600,000 today. We Arabs have increased, too, but not by immigration. The Jews were then a mere 11 per cent of our population. Today they are one third of it.

The rate of increase has been terrifying. In a few more years—unless stopped now—it will overwhelm us, and we shall be an important minority in our own home.

Surely the rest of the wide world is rich enough and generous enough to find a place for 200,000 Jews—about one third the number that tiny, poor Palestine has already sheltered. For the rest of the world, it is hardly a drop in the bucket. For us it means national suicide.

We are sometimes told that since the Jews came to Palestine, the Arab standard of living has improved. This is a most complicated question. But let us even assume, for the argument, that it is true. We would rather be a bit poorer, and masters of our own home. Is this unnatural?

The sorry story of the so-called "Balfour Declaration," which started Zionist immigration into Palestine, is too complicated to repeat here in detail. It is grounded in broken promises to the Arabs—promises made in cold print which admit no denying.

We utterly deny its validity. We utterly deny the right of Great Britain to give away Arab land for a "national home" for an entirely foreign people.

Even the League of Nations sanction does not alter this. At the time, not a single Arab state was a member of the League. We were not allowed to say a word in our own defense.

I must point out, again in friendly frankness, that America was nearly as responsible as Britain for this Balfour Declaration. President Wilson approved it before it was issued, and the American Congress adopted it word for word in a joint resolution on 30th June, 1922.

In the 1920s, Arabs were annoyed and insulted by Zionist immigration, but not alarmed by it. It was steady, but fairly small, as even the Zionist founders thought it would remain. Indeed for some years, more Jews left Palestine than entered it—in 1927 almost twice as many.

But two new factors, entirely unforeseen by Britain or the League or America or the most fervent Zionist, arose in the early thirties to raise the immigration to undreamed heights. One was the World Depression; the second the rise of Hitler.

In 1932, the year before Hitler came to power, only 9,500 Jews came to Palestine. We did not welcome them, but we were not afraid that, at that rate, our solid Arab majority would ever be in danger.

But the next year—the year of Hitler—it jumped to 30,000! In 1934 it was 42,000! In 1935 it reached 61,000!

It was no longer the orderly arrival of idealist Zionists. Rather, all Europe was pouring its frightened Jews upon us. Then, at last, we, too, became frightened. We knew that unless this enormous influx stopped, we were, as Arabs, doomed in our Palestine homeland. And we have not changed our minds.

I have the impression that many Americans believe the trouble in Palestine is very remote from them, that America had little to do with it, and that your only interest now is that of a humane bystander.

I believe that you do not realise how directly you are, as a nation, responsible in general for the whole Zionist move and specifically for the present terrorism. I call this to your attention because I am certain that if you realise your responsibility you will act fairly to admit it and assume it.

Quite aside from official American support for the "National Home" of the Balfour Declaration, the Zionist settlements in Palestine would have been almost impossible, on anything like the current scale, without American money. This was contributed by American Jewry in an idealistic effort to help their fellows.

The motive was worthy: the result were disastrous. The contributions were by private individuals, but they were almost entirely Americans, and, as a nation, only America can answer for it.

The present catastrophe may be laid almost entirely at your door. Your government, almost alone in the world, is insisting on the immediate admission of 100,000 more Jews into Palestine—to be followed by countless additional ones. This will have the most frightful consequences in bloody chaos beyond anything ever hinted at in Palestine before.

It is your press and political leadership, almost alone in the world, who press this demand. It is almost entirely American money which hires or buys the "refugee ships" that steam illegally toward Palestine: American money which pays their crews. The illegal immigration from Europe is arranged by the Jewish Agency, supported almost entirely by American funds. It is American dollars which support the terrorists, which buy the bullets and pistols that kill British soldiers—your allies—and Arab citizens—your friends.

We in the Arab world were stunned to hear that you permit open advertisements in newspapers asking for money to finance these terrorists, to arm them openly and deliberately for murder. We could not believe this could really happen in the modern world. Now we must believe it: we have seen the advertisements with our own eyes.

I point out these things because nothing less than complete frankness will be of use. The crisis is too stark for mere polite vagueness which means nothing.

I have the most complete confidence in the fair-mindedness and generosity of the American public. We Arabs ask no favours. We ask only that you know the full truth, not half of it. We ask only that when you judge the Palestine question, you put yourselves in our place.

What would your answer be if some outside agency told you that you must accept in America many millions of utter strangers in your midst—enough to dominate your country—merely because they insisted on going to America, and because their forefathers had once lived there some 2,000 years ago?

Our answer is the same.

And what would be your action if, in spite of your refusal, this outside agency began forcing them on you?

Ours will be the same.

Tuesday, 13 January 2009

Warrick

It's the new season for CSI: Vegas tonight. I know he's into drugs and things. But so what? Why are you guys doing this to me? Arghhhh!!!

Gary Dourdan

Monday, 5 January 2009

Right Foot

HOW SMART IS YOUR RIGHT FOOT?

Just try this, it only takes a few seconds.


This will boggle your mind and it will keep you trying over and over again to see if you can outsmart your foot, but, you can't.

It's pre-programmed in your brain!

1. Without anyone watching you (they will think you are GOOFY......) and while sitting at your desk in front of your computer, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.

2. Now, while doing this, draw the number '6' in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction.

I told you so!!! And there's nothing you can do about it! You and I both know how stupid it is, but before the day is done you are going to try it again, if you've not already done so.


Islam, Malay ..

Enlightening article by Dr Bakri.

Islam and the Malay Mindset: What Went Wrong?

December 21st, 2008

This was the topic for a small group discussion at a recent seminar organized by Kelab UMNO New York/New Jersey. I was a passive participant at this dialogue, at least initially.

In the ensuing discussions, the students duly reaffirmed the greatness of Islam, citing many ready examples. Islam emancipated the ancient Bedouins out of their Age of Jahilliyah (Ignorance), and did it all within a generation. Islam then spread as far westward as Andalusia and eastward right up to China. In the process Islam inspired and created great civilizations and empires that lasted till at least the early part of the last century.


After over 1400 years however, Islam (at least the physical empire, though not the faith) was done in by European colonialism. With colonialism’s ending, there was a quick resurgence of Islam. Today it is the faith of a quarter of the world’s population, and fast growing.

Islam has been part of the Malay world for well over half a millennium. It is very much an integral part of our “Malayness” such that the statutory definition of a Malay is tied to the faith. Our embrace of Islam remains firm if not enhanced, despite being under complete Western (specifically British) colonial domination for a good portion of the time.

With the resurgence of Islam, Malays like Muslims everywhere yearn for the return of those earlier glorious days. Thus far that is all there is to it – just a yearning; much of the Muslim world remains tragically mired in poverty, with its citizens deprived of their basic human dignity and rights.


In Malaysia, the achievement gaps between Malays and non-Malays continue to widen despite the political leadership and public institutions being dominated by Malays. This glaring disparity remains a continuous source of communal angst, triggering more than just a few occasions of mass “acting out” behaviors as keris wielding and shrill calls for Ketuanan Melayu.


Why is Islam unable to emancipate Malays as it did the ancient Bedouins? What went wrong? Being true believers, the students rightly asserted that there is nothing wrong with this great faith, rather with our understanding – and thus practice – of it.


We are obsessed with rituals at the expense of appreciating the essence of Islam, the students observed. The universal message of Islam is lost with the associated Arabism, they continued. We are consumed in being Arabs, or at least aping them in the belief that it is the same thing as being Islamic or pious.


In teaching our young we are too preoccupied with being punitive and not enough with being positive. When they are naughty or grab a toy from another child, we would admonish them by saying that God would punish them by burning them in hell. Such concepts are beyond the comprehension of young minds, except to imprint on them horror-filled images of suffering and torture.


A more understandable and thus effective way would be to teach those children to imagine how they would feel if someone were to steal their toys. Such an approach would also be an excellent way to impart upon them the Golden Rule, to do unto others what you want done to you, a basic precept in all faiths.


We make our young recite and even memorize the Quran at a very early age without expending commensurate time and effort in teaching them the meaning or significance of those verses in our every day lives. We have reduced this great religion to a series of rituals instead of being a guide to a “total way of life” that is righteous, pleases Allah, and leads to a harmonious society. We pray, fast, pay our tithe, and undertake the pilgrimage but then go right ahead and accept bribes, neglect our jobs, and ignore our families and society.

We go to great lengths avoiding pork and improperly slaughtered chicken and cows, rightly considering them haram, but we have no compulsion in accepting bribes or neglecting our duties.


The students did a credible job of societal self-introspection. As they were summarizing their conclusions to present to the larger group, I enquired how we as a society have strayed from the central message of Islam. More relevantly, how could we rediscover the essence of Islam so that it too would do for us what it did for the ancient Arabs?


Taqlid, Bidaa, and Tajdid

Taqlid and bidaa are two central concepts in the learning and transmission of Islam. Taqlid refers to following the teachings of those more learned and pious than and before us. Specifically, it refers to adhering to the practices of one of the established schools of jurisprudence or mahdhab.


The Arabic root of the word means to place a collar around the neck, as we would to guide an animal. The operative word there is “guide,” to lead us along the straight path.

Malay villagers however, do not put a collar around our kerbau (buffalo) rather a ring through its nose. It serves the same purpose, and more. For in addition to leading the animal we also effectively control it.


Therein lies the problem. Does taqlid mean letting us be guided or be controlled? Is taqlid a collar slung loosely around our neck to nudge us to the left or right as a rein to a horse, or a ring pierced through our nose as with our kerbau? There is a vast difference between paying deference to precedents (as lawyers and judges do) versus being held captive by them. If it were the latter, slavery would still be legal in America.


Likewise with bidaa; with every khutba the Imam would duly warn the flock of the awesome Hellfire that awaits those who would dare engage in bidaa. Invariably the word is translated as “innovation.” “Innovation” means more than just change; it implies change for the better, and thus something commendable and to strive for. Bidaa obviously does not mean innovation; it is closer to corruption or adulteration, hence the dire warning against partaking in it!


My point here was to sensitize the students to the potential treacherous trap in interpreting the meaning of words especially where translations were involved. Such dangers exist even without translations, as words can change their meanings and connotations over time. During the prophet’s time for example, poets were held in low regard, as clearly stated in some Quranic verses, as they used their talent to mock the prophet.


Thus when a religious scholar quotes a verse from the Quran or hadith and then confidently assert with such certitude, “And the verse means … ,” that belies an arrogant mindset, impervious to reasons and intolerant of differing interpretations. A more humble and also accurate way would be to add the proviso, “When approximately translated.” Translations are at best approximate and provisional.


Our Prophet Muhammad, s.a.w., anticipated this erosion and corruption of the faith, as had happened to earlier revelations to other prophets before him. Hence the Quranic references to the appearance of a “prophet amongst us every hundred years” to renew the faith by getting rid of the inevitable accretions of extraneous practices and beliefs that would inevitably develop over time. “Prophet” here of course means “leader,” as to Muslims Muhammad, s.a.w, was the Last Prophet.


This concept of renewal or tajdid is a long established tradition in Islam. However, we cannot have renewal if we remain a slave to precedents, or if we consider every change a bidaa or an affront to taqlid. Islam has never been short of reformers, right from the first rightly-guided caliphs to the rationalists Mutazilites and many modern-day reformers. Like reformers in other faith, some have paid dearly for their attempts.


America with its freedom provides fertile ground for the renewal of Islam. America is also fortunate in having many brilliant Islamic scholars who have been driven away from their native land for their innovative ideas. To their folks back home, these reformers are engaging in bidaa, a mortal sin.


We are also fortunate in America to have the freedom to explore the rich and varied traditions of our faith. In Malaysia you could be detained under the ISA for reading Shiite literature! To put that in perspective, that is the same punishment if you were to engage in subversive or communist activities. Add to that the favorite past time of our leaders: banning books and restricting speakers! That ring through our noses can be very restricting!


What went Right

To end the students’ discussion on a positive note, I asked them to consider the flip side of their query, to ponder what went right. I nudged them to imagine what would have happened had Islam not landed on our shores.


One student reacted with horror at that prospect as we would then still have our animist ways and Hindu beliefs. At which point I enquired whether the Balinese (who are racially Malays) are somehow inferior to us because they are not Muslims. Or for that matter the Protestant Bataks in Sumatra.


As that seemed to dampen the discussion, I volunteered that there are many things that went right with Islam and Malays. Seeing it strictly from my professional perspective, I am glad that Malays are Muslims. When I was a surgeon in Malaysia, I never saw a single case of alcohol-related injuries among Malays. Before America had its strict drunk driving laws, a large part of my work as a surgeon was to repair the horrible damages wrecked by drunks. In the Philippines, alcohol-related crimes and injuries are rampant.


I wish our Quran would have similar explicit prohibitions against drugs and corruption as it does against alcohol!


On a higher level, Islam introduced the written word to our world. Once a society adopted a written culture, there is a quantum lap in its intellectual development. Yes, before the arrival of Arabic Malays had Sanskrit, but that was a dead language. Many of the ancient Malay literature are adaptations of stories from the Middle East, and our language borrows heavily from Arabic.


On that positive note we ended the discussion. What went wrong is not with Islam rather how we have missed the essence of this great faith in our obsession with its peripherals.