Nobody's Park

(Sung to the tune of Nobody's Child)

As I was slowly passing
A busy town one day
I lingered for a moment
To watch people on their way

Alone, in eerie silence
Sat a park under the sky
The lonely weeds, they spoke to me
With words that made me cry

I'm nobody's park, I'm nobody's park
Just like the rain clouds, I'm growing dark
My bridge is broken, my neglect is stark
Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's park . . .

Nobody's Park
by Harold Huang
2025-06-06 00:31 hrs GMT+8
#sightsandsounds #heartfelt

Pandemic: between Earth and non-Earth peoples

I was just telling family members the other day, when the lockdown began last year, enforcement officers were highly biased. Most of the time, our non-Earth shops, hawker stalls, business premises and individuals were the ones getting raided, checked, and fined.

In my in-laws home town, a few restaurant workers were fined for not wearing masks while washing dishes in the kitchen AFTER the shop has closed for the day!

As a result of such biased and racist enforcement, most of us non-Earth people adopted a highly cautious stance, taking every possible precaution against anything that the Earth officials can find fault with.

For example, in my town, Chinese Clan Associations even refused to open the cemeteries for the recent Cheng Beng grave-cleaning festival, to avoid getting heavily fined for any small excuse .

This proved to be a blessing in disguise, as we non-Earth people are largely shielded from the virus by our cautious behaviour.

Today, I wrote a popular plot twist

Friday 2021.02.26 1800 hrs

This afternoon, I came across the following post on the "English Literature" page on facebook:

Here is an example, how Readers and Writers think on any subject.
• Reader : He is angry.
• Writer. : Sitting at his desk, his jaw tightened. His eyes flashed heat waves at me. The words erupted from his mouth, "I want to talk to you after class." The final hiss in his voice warned me about his feelings.

I decided to respond to this post with a little twist, not expecting it to get more than two hundred Likes and twenty odd Comments complimenting me, all in about five hours. At the time of writing this post, more Likes and Comments are still coming in.

It is bonanza day for me.

Here's my "plot twist" response:

Finally, class was over. I waited for him in the hallway, heart beating quickly in my chest, cold sweat breaking out, with all kinds of thoughts rushing through my mind.

I held my breath when he appeared and walked towards me.

He stopped, looked at me intently, and said,

"I just want to tell you that I have been selected for the role of angry teacher in the school play. I was rehearsing my part when you came into my room just now. Come let me give you a treat at the cafeteria . . ."

Looking for bread

Thu 2020.03.26
Movement Control Order Day 9, Kampar, Perak.

This morning I had to join a long queue outside Minat Supermarket to get a loaf of bread. The supermarket staff on duty at the entrance would only let a customer in for every one who comes out. We also had to have our hands sprayed with some sanitiser.

Earlier, I had visited two other Speedmart99 stores in town looking for bread but the workers at both places told me that their supplies of bread had not arrived yet.

Many roads in town have been cordoned off, and it was difficult to drive in town. I had to cycle out for my replenishments of supplies. You can see my old bicycle in the foreground on the right.

The blank stare

20191123
A rude encounter at the air pump of a petrol station in town a few days ago.

"Hello," I called the driver of the van
to let him know I've finished with my task,
and handed him the air pump hose and nozzle,
"Would you like to use the pump?" I asked.

He had been standing just beside his vehicle,
waiting somewhat impatiently for his turn
to use the pump on tyres low on pressure,
watching, for me to finish and return.

I thought I'd save this driver time and trouble,
by handing the reel of hose over to him,
instead of putting it back onto the pump,
"He'll be happy that I do this," to me it seemed.

To my dismay, without a word he took
the hose and nozzle away from my hands.
Giving me a stern expressionless look,
leaving me puzzled, I couldn't understand.

To think that I have tried to show some kindness,
it left me feeling annoyed, standing there,
Instead of hearing a simple word of "Thanks",
all I received was only a blank stare.

Started: 20191120
Finished: 20191123 12:41hr
#Poetry
#PoetryByHaroldHuang

The Blank Stare

Mirror of the sky

A mirror of the sky lays on the ground
quietly, with a distant, longing gaze.
She waits to catch the blue sky looking down,
to meet her perfect image face to face.

Mirror of the sky, a flawless pond
of water motionless, serenely still.
The sky arrives and stops with feelings fond,
his grand and lofty clouds the mirror fill.

Longing mirror stares upward with glee,
a perfect copy of the clouds up high.
The mirror mimics all that she can see,
each time she meets the vast and cloudy sky.

The mirror hopes the sky won't tarry long,
for soon, unruly gust of wind may blow
to stir up waves and many ripples strong,
then mirror of the sky will have to go.

20191119
#PoetryByHaroldHuang
#Poetry

Mirror of the sky

When cashless payment fails

20190914 1149hr

Mobile cashless payments in Malaysia: is our telecom infrastructure ready to cope with the rising demand?

I was queuing to pay at Guardian Pharmacy Station-18, when the cashiers encountered difficulties processing the Touch n Go e-Wallet transaction for the gentleman in front.

After a long wait, they told him that the transaction wasn't going through. He asked them if he could use Boost instead. I couldn't hear their reply clearly, but it had something to do with more difficulties of another nature.

In the end the gentleman politely moved aside and kindly allowed me to pay for my items first, while waiting to resolve his situation.

I had encountered similar difficulties using Touch n Go at Tesco near my home some time ago. After a long wait involving several retries, the poor cashier had to ask me if I could pay by cash instead.

The art of slowly sayin' nothin'.

(1) KTM: they make you wait, without telling you why.
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Sometime back in mid-September, I was trying to book some train tickets online to go to JB. Due to ongoing double tracking and electrification rail-works, KTM has been limiting the advanced booking window to a month or two ahead. I noticed they have posted an announcement on their web-site that northern sector ETS (Padang Besar - Gemas) was open until end of December.

However, nothing was said about the southern sector Intercity trains (Gemas - JB). I need both ETS as well as Intercity tickets to complete my journey to JB, but when I searched for available trains, Intercity was open only up to 14th November. I kept getting a "Train not available" message for dates after that.

As ETS tickets are fast selling-out, and I need to confirm my Intercity bookings before I can book ETS, I sent KTM a message on their Twitter page asking for help.

KTM did not reply me, even after I sent a second tweet to them.

After waiting for two weeks, I sent KTM yet another message. At last I got a reply on 09Nov18

"Hi. Masih belum dapat maklumat dari pihak yg berkenaan. Jika ada informasi baru, kami akan warwarkan di media sosial dari semasa ke semasa."

(Hi, there's still no information from the relevant parties. If there are any new information, we will publish them on social media from time to time)

Yeah right, that's a very helpful reply indeed . . . not.

Finally, after checking their online ticketing site three times a day after meals for another five days, at last their Intercity trains are open for booking for dates after 15th November. Sadly, the ETS for the northern sector has all but sold out for my required travel dates.

I had to settle for express buses instead.


(2) MyEg: when they can't explain, they just send you a link.
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Two weeks ago, I sent an email to MyEg complaining that my new password (which I had successfully changed without any problem) could not be used during log in.

Like KTM, there was no reply from MyEg for two weeks.

(I'm suspecting that there's some hidden formula used by these corporate people that makes them keep mum for two weeks.)

So, I re-sent my email to them again today. Voila, here's their reply:

"Dear Valued Customer,
Thank you for choosing MyEG Services.
Kindly be informed the activation link to reset password already sent to your registered email . . . .
Kindly check inbox, junk or spam for the notification . . ."

Of course, obediently without question, I proceeded to reset my password and logged in successfully.

However, I still do not know why I got the "Password field must not be blank" error message when I logged in with my new password two weeks ago. There were no warning or error messages during that Change Password process then.

The question remains, "Will this happen again in future?"


(3) Fireflyz: utter lots of mumbo-jumbo, say nothing.
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Today, I came across a news report posted by a Singaporean online newspaper that Fireflyz airline has suspended all flights into and out of SIN w.e.f. 01Dec18, citing in vague terms until the "relevant" authorities have cleared "remaining matters" in relation to the Singapore authorities plan "to move turbo-prop operations from Changi International to Seletar". (The same message appears on their web-site)

"Upon final approval from the authorities, Firefly will then resume its flights into Singapore. In the meantime, arrangements are being made for all affected passengers." it was reported.

That's a lot of words used in saying nothing.

I am one of those affected passengers, and I'm waiting for their "arrangements" to be made, hopefully soon, and not after another two weeks.

Badly annoyed, somewhat offended

This evening my wife and I had dinner at a popular cafe in a reputable hotel in my town.
At the end of a pleasant and satisfying meal, served by polite and obliging waiters, we were met with a rude and unfriendly cashier when paying the bill. Here is the complaint that I sent to the Hotel after I reached home. Names have been replaced by asterisk to maintain confidentiality.

"I had dinner at ** Cafe earlier this evening and was served by a rude cashier when paying my bill at the Cashier's counter.

When I asked for my bill, she just shoved the bill at me without saying a word, and I had to peruse the bill for the amount to pay.

After I had given her my credit card, she took it and walked away from me, again without saying anything, to the credit machine further down the counter and proceeded to process the card payment.
When it was time for me to key in the PIN, she just placed the credit card reader on the counter just in front of her, while I was still standing some distance away beside the point-of-sale machine. And she walked away without telling me anything.

I had to guess that it was time for me to key in my PIN, so I walked the few steps to the card reader to get it keyed in.

Finally, she printed out the payment slips, put them on the black folder on the counter, put my credit card on top without saying anything. I picked up my card together with the bill and payment slip to conclude with an unpleasant ending to what would otherwise be a comfortable and satisfying dinner.

I am thoroughly annoyed and somewhat offended by this encounter with your discourteous cashier. Please teach her some basic manners.

Her name is G*****A, and my Tax Invoice No. is 11243, printed today at 19:01 pm

Thank you."

A Long Way Home

(Recalling my visit to Terminal Bersepadu Selatan last Saturday afternoon to take an express bus home)

It was a long weekend for many,
With a public holiday at hand.
An annual religious festival beckons,
Poor workers return to their home land.

Huge crowds converge at the southern bus terminal,
To get tickets for their return.
Long queues have formed at numerous counters,
By weary travellers, each anxious for his turn.

I'm relieved at having got my ticket,
It was purchased the day before.
Now I only have to find my way,
To the gate on the basement floor.

Still I can't help but feel distressed,
At the sea of people spread across the hall.
Wondering if every one will get on a bus home,
Or will any be stranded with no ticket at all.

Meanwhile, a thunderstorm is going on,
Buses are caught in traffic jams outside.
As the long queues continue to inch forward,
The crowd still fills the hall - a throng without respite.

For every one in this terminal today,
The long way home has become longer.
For the journey home has already started,
With a long wait to the ticket counter.

Three days in Penang Island

Fri 17Aug18
Our journey of a hundred miles started with a cat nap. Found this cat napping at the concourse of the Kampar railway station, oblivious to the proximity of my presence. Hehe

Day One Fri 17Aug18

Boarding the ferry at Butterworth.

On board the ferry from Butterworth to Penang island: the safest place for us to be at was to hang around the life jacket deployment lever. Haha

We had arrived at Butterworth station after a pleasant two-hour journey on the electric train. Were surprised that we could no longer walk to the ferry terminal from the railway station like before. Instead, we had to board a free shuttle bus just to take us past the huge Penang Sentral complex, which is under construction, to the jetty where we boarded the 4.10pm ferry just before it set sail

Day One Fri 17Aug18

Crossing over to Penang Island.

On our short voyage to Penang Island, looking south towards the grand old Penang Bridge standing majestically across the waters. It was designed by my classmate's father, the Late Prof Chin Fung Kee

Day One Fri 17Aug18

Evening walkabout

Looking south-east towards our rustic heritage hotel from across Carnarvon Street. We' have just returned from a short walk to Chulia Street nearby for dinner, and we decided to continue walking southward along Carnarvon St all the way to see the bright lights of 1st Avenue and Prangin Mall before returning to the hotel. — at Armenian St Heritage Hotel

Day Two Sat 18Aug18

Breakfast & morning walkabout.

We took a short walk from our hotel to Seng Thor coffee-shop, a stone's throw away at the junction of Carnarvon and Kimberley St for a tasty and satisfying breakfast.

After that we headed north-west along Kimberly St, surprised that so many shops and hawker stalls could be found in such a narrow street. 

Among the oldest buildings we came across was a shop-house with the year 1921 engraved and painted in gold above its main entrance. There was also a block with a very old sign named Picadilly Bazaar. I guessed it must have been there since the British colonial days.

We were surprised again when we crossed Jln Pintal Tali on our left, that Prangin Mall was just a few steps away!

Leaving Kimberley St behind us, we turned right into Jln Kuala Kangsar and carried on walking north-east until the junction with Campbell St. From there we took a loop via Penang Rd, Chulia St and finally Carnarvon St to get back to our hotel.

It was a pleasant Saturday morning walk under sunny blue skies.

Among the oldest buildings we came across was this shop-house with the year 1921 engraved and painted in gold above its main entrance.

There was also this block with a very old sign named Picadilly Bazaar. I guessed it must have been there since the British colonial days.

Day Two Sat 18Aug18
Moving to a new hotel.

After our morning walkabout to Kimberley St and back, we had to check out of Armenian Street Heritage and transfer to Neo+ Hotel to the South.

(This was because we had originally planned to arrive only on Saturday and to stay in Neo+ for just a night. Due to some transport issues, we had to come earlier on Friday instead, thus ending up having to book Armenian St Heritage Hotel too)

Neo+ stands at the junction of Gurdwara Rd and Presgrave St, a couple of blocks south of Komtar-Prangin Malls complex. We decided to make good use of the knowledge that we had gained from our morning breakfast walkabout, and took a short walk (well, it was somewhat long actually) to Gurdwara Rd via Carnarvon- Kimberley - Pintal Tali - Dr Lim Chwee Leong - Komtar-Prangin complex - Magazine Rd. Sounds like a long walk after all, doesn't it?

Checking in to Neo+ was simple and quite straightforward. The room was clean and spacious, but rather gloomy, illuminated by just a few tiny lights. Many thanks to Nicholas Ming for recommending Neo+ to us.

From our "15th floor" , which was actually 13th floor had the hotel management not removed the unlucky 13th and 14th from their floor listing, we caught a good view of the combination of tall buildings dotting the Georgetown skyline, surrounded by old heritage buildings and pre-war shophouses.

Soon it was time to go out for our lunch.

Checking in to Neo+ was simple and quite straightforward. The room was clean and spacious, but rather gloomy, illuminated by just a few tiny lights.

From our "15th floor" , which was actually 13th floor, we caught a good view of the combination of tall buildings dotting the Georgetown skyline, surrounded by old heritage buildings and pre-war shophouses.

A view of the combination of tall buildings dotting the Georgetown skyline, looking northwards, with Gama Departmental Store to the left of Gurdwara Rd.

Day Two 18Aug18
Walking across Georgetown to attend a talk .

We had lunch at a small but busy coffee-shop just across Presgrave St opposite our hotel. Ordered "char koay teow" (fried rice-strip noodles) and were served with probably the smallest serving of this delicacy we've ever had in our lifetime . . . Haha
It was just enough for a light lunch nevertheless.

After lunch I took a walk to Argyll Road to attend a talk by the President of the Malaysian Writers' Society, while my wife went for some shopping at Gama Department Store nearby. The twenty-minute walk saw me crossing the busy and somewhat confusing traffic-light junctions across Magazine Rd, Jln Dato Keramat and Macalister Rd to continue northwards along Penang Road.

Hmm, I thought to myself, oddly enough, there's a Penang Road in Penang but no Ipoh Road in Ipoh nor Kuala Lumpur Road in Kuala Lumpur. Haha again . . .

From Penang Rd I turned left into Burma Rd, crossed over to Transfer Rd, continued northwards to Argyll Rd, made a left turn and voilà, Livingston Tower, the meeting venue, was just down the road before me. It took me 24 minutes, including crossing the busy busy roads, to reach there despite Google map telling me it would take only 12 minutes.

After listening to an informative and insightful talk, I walked back to the hotel by the same way.

Although it was a sunny afternoon, there were some clouds in the sky and I had put on my Australian floppy hat (bought in Melbourne but Made in China), so the walk to Argyll Road and back wasn't too uncomfortable.

It was a good and worthwhile afternoon spent at Livingston Tower.

Crossing the busy and somewhat confusing traffic-light junctions across Magazine Rd, Jln Dato Keramat and Macalister Rd to continue northwards along Penang Road

Heading north on Penang Rd. Hmm, I thought to myself, oddly enough, there's a Penang Road in Penang but no Ipoh Road in Ipoh nor Kuala Lumpur Road in Kuala Lumpur.

From Penang Rd I turned left into Burma Rd, crossed over to Transfer Rd, continued northwards to Argyll Rd, made a left turn and voilà, Livingston Tower, the meeting venue, was just down the road before me

Day Two 18Aug18
On the way back from Argyll Road.

I passed by this heritage building and decided to take a photo of it from the multi-directional pedestrian bridge across Burma Road - Penang Road - Dr Lim Chwee Leong Rd. Don't know much about its history except that it is currently occupied by Loke Thye Kee Restaurant.

Day Two: 18Aug18
The final evening walkabout.

We went out at about 7 o'clock in the evening for dinner. First, walked to Times Square via Trang Rd and Jln Kg Jawa Lama. On the way we stopped by briefly at LUMA*, an old pre-war shop-house painted in rainbow colours, where I joined a write-in session a month ago. I forgot to take a photo of LUMA.

(*Light Up Malaysian Arts)

Times Square is a tall imposing building standing by the southern side of Jln Dato Keramat, a shopping mall with some fine dining restaurants inside.

That evening there were two giant Transformer robots installed just outside Times Square. We took a photo with the yellow one, not knowing this character's name. (Every one of them look like Optimus Prime to me haha)

We also passed an old 19th Century heritage building called Birch House where a McDonald's Drive Thru' operates.

Failing to find any restaurant that fits our taste, and our budget, we decided to walk back to Komtar-Prangin Mall where we found a comfortable Italian restaurant at a basement called Lot 33. There was a live band performing some entertaining songs very skilfully. The patrons were very appreciative of their singing and music.

On the way home we passed by St Giles-Wembley Hotel with its brightly lit facade.

It was a pleasant and memorable final evening of our stay in Georgetown Penang.

Times Square is a tall imposing building by the side of Jln Dato Keramat, a shopping mall with some fine dining restaurants inside.

That evening there were two giant Tranformer robots installed just outside Times Square. We took a photo with the yellow one, not knowing this character's name. (Every one of them look like Optimus Prime to me haha)

Failing to find any restaurant that fits our taste, and our budget, we decided to walk back to Komtar-Prangin Mall where we found a comfortable Italian restaurant at a basement called Lot 33. There was a live band performing some entertaining songs very skilfully. The patrons were very appreciative of their singing and music.

On the way home we passed by St Giles-Wembley Hotel with its brightly lit facade.

Day Three: Sun 19Aug18
Sight-seeing by bus around Georgetown.

It's the last day of our short stay in Georgetown and we had some time on hand after breakfast to go for a little sight-seeing before check-out.

We boarded a free CAT bus at Komtar and went around town until the ferry jetty at Weld Quay. There we had to disembark and wait for another CAT bus to take us back to Komtar. It was a long wait of about half an hour, and we were made all the more impatient seeing that there were three vacant CAT buses lying idle, with a bus driver taking a nap in one of them.

No information was displayed about bus schedules, giving us the impression that the CAT bus drivers would move as and when they like!

At last we got back to Komtar and to our hotel room where we got ready to check out. I took photos of our final glimpse of the Georgetown skyline.

We boarded a free CAT bus at Komtar and went around town until the ferry jetty at Weld Quay. There we had to disembark and wait for another CAT bus to take us back to Komtar.

At the ferry jetty at Weld Quay, it was a long wait of about half an hour, and we were made all the more impatient seeing that there were three vacant CAT buses lying idle, with a bus driver taking a nap in one of them

A final snap-shot of the Georgetown skyline before we checked out of Neo+ Hotel

A final snap-shot of the Georgetown skyline before we checked out of Neo+ Hotel 

Final walkabout: the end of our short stay in Penang, Sun 19Aug18

After checking out, we planned our final walking tour of Georgetown to visit Chowrasta market at Penang Road. After a little shopping at Chowrasta, we walked generally eastwards via Kuala Kangsar Rd - Campbell St - Cintra St - Chulia St (where we stopped to pose for some street art photos in one of the side lanes) before heading on to Carnarvon and finally Armenian Street to visit some heritage sites.

I had wanted to visit the Asian Camera museum but a sign at the entrance says "Admission by Pass Only". Not knowing where to get such a pass from, we gave up the idea of visiting the museum.

Instead we took a drink and bought some handicrafts from an art-studio cum café (with an obscure name) two doors away from the Sun Yat Sen House along Armenian Street. We visited the Sun Yat Sen house several years ago and I thought of dropping by again but it wasn't open for the day yet.

After an unhurried coffee break, we proceeded to walk towards the Weld Quay Ferry Terminal.

A short stop at the recently renovated Chowrasta market.

Street art off Penang Road: I showed Beethoven the right way to play some of his pieces . . . 

Street art: taking Dr Sun Yat Sen for a rick-shaw ride around town

Street art: my wife had a chat with Mona Lisa

Sun 19Aug18
Good-bye Georgetown.
Good-bye Penang Island.

We didn't have to wait long for the ferry Pulau Payar to take us on the short voyage back to Butterworth where we transferred to an electric train for our two hour rail journey home.

A clean and colourful walkway led us to the jetty where the ferry was already waiting

A ferry was berthed in a nearby jetty

We found some vacant seats this time 

Do manners make a man?

"Manners maketh man", they say.

This well known expression is said to have been coined sometime around the 15th or 16th century by a headmaster of a well-known school in England.

It is often taken to mean that good manners distinguish human beings from animals.

The notion that a person's manners make him man, or woman as the case may be, simply because animals are not capable of such a thing called "manners", led me to ask myself another question, a provoking one:

If good manners make us human, what do bad manners make?

That is, if a person of good manners clearly distinguishes himself from "mannerless" beasts, what about a person of ill-manners? Is that person still human?

In other words, can we point to a rude, uncouth, foul-mouth, ill-mannered person and say,

"Behold, a man, who is clearly not a beast!"

Or should we instead point to a mannerless animal and utter,

"Behold, an animal who is not ill-mannered at all"

I write this today after having recently pondered over a few encounters with some rude, some vulgar and some hostile people, and sadly, some of whom used to be my friends.

One insulted me badly by throwing almost every expletive he could find under the sun at me over a simple disagreement. Another made a maliciously false and slanderous remark at me when I complained, politely, about not being told of an event that I would have liked to take part in.

There was also a friend with whom I have worked together in a group for more than two years, who lashed out with a much hatred and anger at a couple of our group members for merely suggesting that he should stop doing some things that are unhelpful to others.

Of course, I have had my share of impolite colleagues who ignored my "Good morning" and refused to acknowledge my "Thank you" on some occasions. I have also lost count of the rude and and inconsiderate drivers on the road, who cut me off in highly dangerous situations almost causing me to meet with accidents. And the irritating "hand-phone" guy ahead of me at the intersection, who is oblivious of the traffic-lights turning green, causing me to wait for the lights to change another full cycle.

"Such ill-manners, such inconsiderate behaviour, such abusive and unpleasant words, . . . such beasts", I thought to myself.

It makes me realise that "Ill-manners degrade man", that a man of poor manners is worse than a mannerless animal, for as much as an animal by nature knows not how to behave politely nor courteously, the very same animals also know not how to behave rudely nor discourteously.

Animals, by virtue of their inability to use language, do not insult, neither do they slander nor do they curse, nor hurl malicious accusations at others.

Animals have no manners: neither good nor bad.

When man loses his good manners, he has lost to an animal. An ill-mannered man is no longer man, he is not even beast. He has descended to a place lower than the animal kingdom.

Unless you know what it means

Unless? If? Or else? I am confused.

I came across this meme on a page a while ago. My reply to the author:

Unless you want your readers to buy their first guitars online, don't say unless you don't want.

If you want the readers to avoid buying their first guitars online, just say unless you want. Or say, If you don't want . . .

Or else, simply say,
"Don't buy your first guitar online, or else you will waste your money and time."

Are we for or against our government?

It's the second last day of the elections campaign. The government has been dissolved weeks ago.

Yet I saw on the news just now a politician telling people to "support the government", "vote for the government" and to remember the "good deeds that the government had done for them".

In the same news broadcast, another politician was issuing a threat to a rival candidate who had allegedly spread fake news, telling him to watch out, for he will "make sure" that action will be taken against that candidate.

Both these politicians have conveniently forgotten that they are campaigning only for their party, and not for the "government", which has dissolved, and is only a temporary care-taker at this time.

Dear Malaysian friends, when we step into the polling station to cast our votes in two days' time, remember we are no longer voting for or against any current "government" officials. 

Instead, we are voting for candidates of political parties to form the NEXT government.

Let us vote for a better future.
Malaysia Berjaya!