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Kebelakangan ni, ramai orang cakap pasal PTPTN. Bagi gua, cadangan pakatan pembangkang untuk menghapuskan hutang bekas pelajar yang meminjam dari PTPTN adalah sesuatu yang merepek. Dulu masa pelajar ni tanda tangan di borang persetujuan meminjam, mereka dah bersetuju yang mereka akan masuk ke alam hutang. Jadi, bila ada orang janji akan kasi cincai hutang mereka, dah pasti mereka akan undi pembangkang.

Kebanyakkan pro-kerajaan akan senada dengan gua di perenggan pertama. Tapi ini tak bermakna kerajaan kesayangan meeka telah melakukan kerja yang bagus seperti diharapkan. Muhyiddin kata duit sebanyak tu patutnya diperuntukkan kepada pembangunan negara. Pembangunan my ass.

SMART Tunnel yang sekarang nampak macam 'tak smart' masih tak dapat mengelak banjir kilat. Pihak SMART kata masalah itu disebabkan oleh limpahan air dari Sungai Gombak dan Sungai Batu yang berada di luar bidang kuasa mereka (SMART dibina untuk mengalirkan lebihan air di Sungai Klang dan Sungai Ampang). Adakah SMART memberitahu yang mereka tak terfikir pun pasal Sungai Gombak dan Sungai Batu semasa design sistem tersebut? Well, that was RM1.9 billion well spent.

Baru-baru ni pulak, Najib kata Malaysia perlu capai GDP sebanyak 5-6% setiap tahun untuk mencapai status negara maju pada 2020. Well, guess what? Dalam buku laporan ETP, Majlis Tindakan Ekonomi kata Malaysia perlu capai 7-8% setiap tahun. Mana satu yang betul?

Baru-baru ni juga, kerajaan mengumumkan bantuan RM500 dan macam-macam bantuan sara diri kepada rakyat seperti beras, gula dan minyak percuma di pusat agihan yang dikendalikan wakil rakyat. Adalah bagus bila kerajaan prihatin tapi apabila gua nampak pemilik kereta Toyota Camry, Honda Civic dan macam-macam lagi kereta sedan import tersenyum lebar membawa sehingga dua tiga beg yang berisi beras, gula dan minyak, gua mula mempertikaikan samada ini program bantuan rakyat atau program meraih undi rakyat.

Berbalik kepada cerita budak PTPTN, masalah ni sebenarnya bukan masalah Malaysia sahaja. Di Britain dan US, semua sudah maklum untuk masuk universiti anda perlu jadi nerd atau star athlete di sekolah dan score biasiswa dari top foundations, atau guna duit simpanan atau masuk ke alam hutang dengan meminjam dari bank. Dalam kes kita, bank yang dimaksudkan adalah PTPTN.



Dalam hal ni, gua setuju dengan cadangan TTGB. Kurangkan pelajar atau naikkan cukai. Lambakan penganggur di kalangan graduan bukanlah kerana tiada peluang pekerjaan (at least in engineering profession), tapi kerana terlalu banyak budak universiti yang pasif atas nama merendah diri, tak adventurous atas nama takut gagal dan masih membaca Harian Metro sebagai wadah bacaan harian.

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Thursday, April 12, 2012

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Semasa gua darjah lima, semua kanak-kanak main Digimon. Budak-budak kelas gua main Digimon. Budak-budak taman perumahan gua main Digimon. Siapa tak main Digimon dia pergi rehat duduk makan jambu dekat kantin sorang-sorang. Yang ada Digimon, lepak kat kelas dan pergi memperjudikan nyawa Digimon mereka.

Ketika ini, harga Digimon yang gua usha di Gedung Harian adalah RM25 bagi setiap satu unit. Masa sekarang ni, RM25 ni berapa sangat la. Tapi, bagi seorang murid darjah lima pada tahun 1999, RM25 adalah bersamaan 50 hari tak makan duit belanja sekolah. Selepas hampir dua bulan makan pisang goreng bekalan dari rumah pada waktu rehat, gua dapat juga beli Digimon.

Budak-budak sekarang tak main dah benda-benda bodoh macam Digimon ni. Cyber pet pun mereka tak pernah layan. Bak kata pakcik di atas ni, budak-budak zaman sekarang dah senang. Bila dah senang, ada yang naik lemak. Suruh buat kerja kat rumah sikit, mereka complain dan kutuk bapak di Facebook. Bila bapaknya kena kutuk dekat Facebook, bapaknya buatlah video tembak laptop anaknya dan post ke Facebook juga.

Kalau di Amerika, gua ada fascination terhadap komuniti di selatan negara mereka. Gua suka accent Southern mereka, gua suka bila mereka tangkap alligator buat makan, gua suka muzik blues dan country mereka dan gua suka stereotype jokes tentang mereka. Dan ya, fashion sense mereka yang suka pakai flannel shirt dan jeans juga menambat hati gua. I love them rednecks.

Bila gua nampak video seorang Southerner yang mendokong prinsip keibubapaan yang sebenar, bercakap dengan Southern accent, pakai flannel shirt dan jeans, hisap rokok Lucky strike dan dengan selambanya tembak laptop anaknya, gua tak dapat menolak untuk berkongsi video ni dengan anda.

Bak kata Jimmy Cliff; the harder they come the harder they fall. Doing chores in your goddamn house is barely hard. How are you supposed to get through your life when you're still bitching about washing dishes on Facebook? Dan sebagai kesimpulan, tak ada orang yang lebih layak untuk sampaikan mesej ni selain daripada hero gua, orang Southern sendiri - Mr. Willie Nelson. Haha!

Last Sunday was a great day. My former roomate was getting married with the same girl he used to torture me every night with hours-long conversation over phone in our room after I got dumped, I met my old friends and catched up with each other, I ate tons of free food and I made friends with a bunch of strangers I met during and after the wedding. It was odd to call it great day though especially after watching Arsenal and Perak lost their recent league games.

But anyway, here are 5 things I learnt at wedding

1. Gotong-royong is a dying tradition

Gotong-royong or gejobos as the Javanese call it is in fact a dying tradition nowadays. There are no:

1. Buying onions, potatoes, dried chillies, bunga lawang, jintan manis and all those spices from our mom's favorite grocery store.
2. Neighbours who will lend some of their kuali kawah, blender, senduk, stove, chopping board and even their freezer for our mom.
3. Kids in the neighborhood who will be helping our dad sending meals with a talam, cleaning tables and washing dishes for 20 bucks.
4. Makcik-makcik who will come to our house as early as Thursday to start peeling the onions, potatoes and cleaning the chickens and the beef.

It's sad really because remember how we used to write essays like 'Kepentingan Semangat Gotong-Royong' back in primary school and we were writing how the spirit of gotong-royong is best displayed in wedding?

2. Traditional food couldn't be more scarcer.

Back in the olden days, tapai pulut was the top delight of any traditional Javanese meal. I'm not even talking about tapai ubi. Tapai ubi is more like the uglier brother of tapai pulut. It tastes awfully sour, the texture is bland and it looks like baby food and to make it even worse, it is often packed in plastic case.



I went to many weddings (especially Javanese weddings) in pursuit of the sweet and sour taste of tapai pulut but to no avail. It all make sense. How in the world would the catering company prepare tapai pulut for a wedding? No, they can't.

Now, tapai pulut is in danger to extinct - just like Malayan tiger, keroncong band and discette. Even the best slices of original Sunkist oranges, Californian apples, corn pudding, sirap lengkong and tapai ubi won't match with the worst tapai pulut, I give you that.

3. Wedding makes you question yourself

Wedding gives you a harsh reality check. You would be happy for them first, but as soon as you are back to your normal, single life you wonder if you would find 'the one'. You wonder if you'd get to meet her before your belly become more and more similar to your dad's (unless your dad happened to have a nice flat, muscular abs). You wonder if she's pretty as you would imagined. You wonder if you should be dating instead of stalking on some random chicks in another wedding that isn't yours.

4. Getting in touch with your roots

Nowadays, young generations are not very keen to practise their descendant's tradition. The Kayans are no longer wearing their neck coils, the people from aborigine tribes are no longer storing their ancestor corpes in a case and the Javanese and Banjar youngsters are no longer speaking the languange.

I gotta say, my Javanese is still not very impressive. I could speak in a specific occasion, but not in a daily conversation. Whenever I find myself speaking in Malay instead of Javanese to another older Javanese at a wedding, I feel ashamed. I feel like I'm the douchebag that speaks fake Cockney accent in Adibah Noor's taxi in a Hari Raya TV ad (remember?). So, from now on I will take initiative to learn Javanese so that I could speak and curse in Javanese like a Majapahit sailor.



5. Flannel shirt is back


I'm not one to talk about fashion but what happened last Sunday was not a coincidence. Almost every guy in the the wedding (aside of the bride and his bridesmaid of course) were wearing flannel shirt as if we were in Sonic Youth's concert. Few years ago (especially during early 90's), everyone is wearing a flannel shirt to almost everywhere. But since the decline of grunge music, flannel shirt become kinda like something an oldfag would wear. But I guess it's coming back now.

If you're bored to death in a wedding, try counting flannel shirts instead of sheeps.

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Tuesday, April 3, 2012

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