Salam Diwali, fellas.

Cartoon courtesy of Benny Loh

Deepa


Singgah di Sri Devi’s membeli Vadei,

Sedap dimakan bersama Chutney dan cili,

Hello friend, invite us lunch la dei,

Am coming with Akka, for deepavali.



Happy Deepavali to all hindu friends. May this year's festival of lights brings you cheer and happiness.

Nandri.

Rockin' On

Ok, I’m not the type who likes to initiate things off. So to be the one to start a tag of certain topic and pass it on to five or six or shit other people is a no-no.

But here’s something I don’t mind setting the ball rolling: Naming two of the most favorite musical bands to have ever spun on your CD/vinyl player.

Some of us had some sort of a good discussion regarding to our respective taste in music and all kinds of band’s names were mentioned. It was just too many that I cant remember which’s which.

Also, as a result from my previous entry, there was a bit of a confusion on which era musically, that I grew up in. People may get this silly idea of me being a kid of the 80s with posters of Cindy Lauper proudly displayed on my bedroom wall. So for the record, I am NOT.

Well, at least I wasn’t into anything intelligent during that period of time except for Star Wars figurines that was huge back then, as well as of the A Team’s (think Mr. T @ B.A Baracus). I mean, what do you expect from a stupid kid who digs on anything that was big and influential?

Let me get this straight to the point. I want friends to know the type of music I really dig and vice versa. There may be countless of them but I’m sure it’s not difficult to just name two that you like most.

I myself find it hard to name two when I have hundreds of CDs I’ve collected over the years. After much thinking and taking every single factor into consideration, I managed to narrow it to the two that I love best. And so here they are…

RANCID

Based in Berkeley, California, One of the best and consistent punk rock outfit ever. Unknown to many, especially the mainstream industry, but still most sell-out bands now days look up to them as their heroes and an iconic figure. They are regarded as a very important part in the revolution of punk movement in the 90s and almost single-handedly revives the popular interest in punk rock music. Still very much active and are currently in the studio recording their latest album.

NIRVANA

Based in Seattle, Washington, they were huge all over the world during the late 80s and early 90s. Managed to produce only 4 studio albums before their frontman, Kurt Cobain took his own life in 1994. the best ever band to have formed during the grunge revolution. If the hippie thinks Hendrix was their biggest influence back in the 60s, then millions of Nirvana fans worldwide would digress and believes Cobain was even bigger than Jimi Hendrix himself. I certainly believe so. Its been 13 years since he passed on and I have yet to come across any musician to come even close to him, talent-wise.


So there we have it. They got my vote and I doubt the new crop of rock bands will ever replace them as my all-time fav. These 2 bands were the product of the early 90s when youth were through with glam-rock genre and wanted a change, at least that’s what from what I gathered.

I have learned to appreciate other genres along the years e.g ballads, rap, dangdut, Thai pops, reggae, irama Melayu and loads of others but punk rock remains close to my heart, and RANCID and NIRVANA are only two of many from this genre worth mentioning, over and over again.

Now though, I would love to hear from others. I’m sure they have theirs too. It could be the Old Blue Eyes, as Bigdog a.k.a Zakhir’s Zoo reveals. Similarly Cikgu Nazir’s Grand Funk Railroad, Tokasid’s Manhattan transfer and Shah’s Lee Ritenor.

I am not passing this on, but incase they’re having writer’s block, this is something they can just fill in, in their respective blog.

And as everyone may have guessed by now, I’m having a total blockage myself.

80s Re-visited: Brader Alert

Things are back in order there in the parliament house. As expected, he was NOT in any ways punished for looking down on crips in wheelchair. Hey, he’s a big-shot VVIP datok who must be treated like a king. So here it goes- Ampon Tuanku.

Hokie Cokie, let's move on. No, actually, lets travel back in time.

…All the way back to the 80s when Knight Rider was the coolest thing in the world.

Hey, those times weren’t that bad, unless you get stuck in traffic jams, the sight of drivers picking their nose were pretty common. Now days they have handphones to while away their time as replacement.

So anyway, it was also in the period of time when public bus drivers were rude as ever and cabbies were seen driving Mercedes to pick up passengers.

Discos were pretty much dead and half-buried when Glam rock/speed metal took over the center stage by storm. Mat rockers were the ‘in’ thing. Never mind the scrotum, tight leather pants and jeans were the flavour of the moment. Long-haired dudes in black Ts can easily be spotted in every corner of the town. Sling-bags with Motorhead, Iron Maiden, Sepultura and Motley Crue written on it were must-have items and Aliph High-cut rider shoes were like the Crocs of today.

I once had a brader who was proud to be part of this glitter rock generation. Yes. I had another brader to call my own.

Where could he be now I wonder.

It was very unfortunate that we had to split. With only some clothes in his Metallica’s black sling-bag, he went right off his own bloody way. Maybe it was tough for him, living a pathetic, meaningless life just trying to make ends meet. Never thought I’d say this and stab him in the spine but he was partly to be blamed. All his hard-earned money selling Care Bears and G.I Joe stickers went down the drain just for his regular fix of cannabis and some other illegal activity e.g Cock-fighting.

Society looked down on him while the Oteks were hot on his trail. He was given the ultimatum, either us or the junkie life and sadly, he made the wrong choice, sacrificing his own family for temporary enjoyment. We cant have a scumbag living in the neighbourhood so like it or not we had to disown him and he was booted out of the house soon after.

But now, after years of separation, I’m longing for his return. Its been too long. Struggling to bridge differences between us should be the thing of the past. Its high time to bury the hatchet.

Even though we’re cruising well in 5th gear into the new millennium, somehow I have the gut feeling this brader still very much stuck in time, in his preferred legendary era of the 80s.

Has anybody seen him?

Kahkahhhhhhh...............

What a cunt. I need to get a life.

Really meh?

He has since apologized after all the mess he created. This apology comes as a surprise and I believe it was the most intelligent thing to ever come out of his stinky mouth through out his entire life.

So how should we react, especially on this latest outcome?

Let me see. How about this. Since we’re still in the month of Syawal and all, lets all forgive this MP and forget everything that he had uttered. He was provoked, so the blame should be on MP Karpal.

Oh, and we all should open up our hearts and accept his apology with grace. This guy did nothing wrong. We over retaliated. I over reacted for being a sensitive retard on wheelchair. I take the blame for his remark because I’m on a freakin’ wheelchair as a punishment from God.

He’s a member of the Parliament and deserve to be praised. This MP is a very noble man. Jerai folks are the envious of others for having such great representative. And with this, do vote him when the next GE comes around.

I think he deserve more than just lousy votes. How about this in the mean time. Lets all worship him instead. Yessssss…that.

I demand you all, ALL OF YOU TO BOW DOWN TO HIM…

HAILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

AUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMBARRRAMBABAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

So anyway…fuck.

Pic courtesy of Benny Loh (Malaysian Cartoons)

A Simple Retaliation Would Do

So here’s the thing. Uncle Bernard a.k.a el Zorro had posted an entry in his blog HERE that amongst other things, is throwing in his support for me. It all started some days ago when two MPs were seen strutting their talents by slugging it out at each other. Fine there. That’s always been the case in the House of Representatives Chamber that it would be better off to rename the entire parliament building as Trump Plaza or something.

What actually transpired is none of my concern but one of them must have said something that irks everyone and moved me to say my piece.

The slug-fest was between reps from Jerai and Gelugor (the wheelchair-bound fella) being the other. It didn’t surprise many for the Jerai jerk to utter silly remarks and this time around, someone on wheelchair being his opponent, he sure was having a field day. Here’s what he had actually said;

‘Now you are sitting in a wheelchair, God has punished you’.

Now, what’s the deal with that, bro? I’m going to say it here as my simple retaliation. That was down right rude and insulting. God is punishing us for having a jerk like you as our fellow Malaysian. How about that, huh? HUH?

And apparently he had uttered the word pukimak. So here’s one back from me…Pukimak kau balik.

So anyway, these 2 simple retaliation were knee-jerk reaction. Never have I thought it would go beyond that.

As I have stressed a number of times before this, Let’s Go Land is a Non-political Blog in nature. I have been making extra sure this to remain as one. Reasons being that are as follows;

-Mom’s totally against me touching on politics.

-politics aint my thing.

-being a guy on wheelchair, getting their assistance in the future is inevitable

-wheelchair users would be better off working hand in hand with them, politicians

-I could be sent to kamunting or ISS for reason only they know.


Having said all that, it kind of explains why I was leaving it at that as can be read in my previous posting, with only a short paragraph touches on it.

In response to uncle Bernard’s blog, yes, I am very touched and honoured by his concern and support, including from his wonderful, supportive readers who would not hesitate to take a bullet and wheel on with me.

Rest assured I am not chickening out but the idea of gathering some friends to wheel to parliament in showing our protest is beyond my imagination. This is something that should not be blown out of proportion as simple retaliation is enough to serve some justification to it, especially coming from this fella who are well-known to have uttered numerous other uncalled for remarks, it is just not worth the cause.

Ultimately, if this piece of shit reaches my mom’s ears, it will definitely land me in hot soup. All my life I was taught and constantly reminded to never break a promise. Obviously I’ve broken one of many other without her knowledge. This will only upset her. Call me a mama’s boy, I’d be proud to say I am.

My sincerest apology to Zorro-Unmasked and his band of blog readers but please count me out of this. Admittedly, I can only talk the talk but not walk the talk.

I doubt getting into trouble with those up there would be as emotionally disturbed as with mom, my real deal Guv'nor. So I’m sticking to leaving it at that or I may have to quit blogging all together.

Tuesday With Bloggers (TWB)

Hello again. No, you didn't make a wrong turn and ended up in Jalan Sudin. You're very much in Let's Go land.

Its been quite an eventful week so far that I haven’t had much time to sit and write. Not that I have many things to say, apart from telling the world and the ISS crew somewhere up there how long my turd was earlier this afternoon.

Now here's one shit who had uttered the word Pukimak in the parliament for whatever reason it was and got away with it. Sadly, name callings in parliament has become the norm in Malaysia Nowdays. I am no fan of either sides but by insulting an opposition MP for being on wheelchair is not acceptable. And this coming from someone whose job is to represent the people. To that MP from the majority side, nah ambik ni...Pukimak kau balik.

I'm just going to leave it at that. You can read Peter's take on what was the hoo-ha all about.

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Moving along swiftly on a completely different matter all together, I’m not sure if it’s a tradition thing but I felt that being a first-timer, or as Mat Salo puts it, a virgin, making my debut at Aunty Maria’s MRT (mee rebus Tuesday), I ought to write something about it. So here I am.

Cool-as-the-iceman Shah of the TalkOnly fame went through all the trouble to pick up Mat Salo before going through even deeper shit to give a crippled on wheelchair a lift to Aunty Maria’s. Arrived slightly past 1pm and of all the bloggers, it was Zorro who was the first to greet me at the front gate. Well, mainly because he had to remove his vehicle just to give way for this VVIP making his grand entry. Hey, I even had a bodyguard in the form of Kamal FND Hashim, the region’s number one crime ANALyst. He was making his debut as well but not as a virgin.

And so blablabla, and blablabla, and in no time I found myself in a company of well-known bloggers, who are mostly the regulars, finding their way to free lunch every Tuesday. Finally I get to meet Aunty Maria and Pn Nuraina of Jalan Sudin, I believe acting as MRT’s co-host. I’m equally honoured to have met Crocs-enthusiast Elviza, Capt Yusoff of the Ancient Mariner, Michelle from Bolehland, sis Raden Galoh and her other half the Mambang man, the legendary Bigdog and his adorable daughter Aishah, an 11 year old blogger who can actually write better and put yours truly to shame.

Alliedmartster and Rocky were there too but since I’ve met them a few times prior to that Tuesday, they are less important on this occasion. Kahkahh…But seriously, Its always a pleasure meeting them, brother Tony Yew and abang Ahirudin Attan. Forgive me as I may have missed some other names. I have a very short memory span.

Did I mention Capt Yusoff already? Oh yes, I did.

But here’s a man that will leave an impact which one will find hard to let it slip off his/her cerebrum.. I present to you…*table-thumping drum roll*…uncle Roslani the Mind-Blower!

Ok, the Mee Rebus was exceptional but this wise ex-judge is simply in a chamber of his own. Not so much a man with many words but an expert in getting everyone in stitches every single time he opens up his mouth!

Rumour has it that he may jump into the blogging bandwagon. I’m already declaring myself his number one fan cum stalker. Oh yesss…I know where you live, Your Honour, I really do. Muahaha…

Ok I better quit before I start to freak somebody out. Or worse, being accused a gay.

Now this is something I discovered today which is certainly no rumours. Aunty Maria herself has started her own blog. It was a great surprise but somehow I knew she would eventually put her writing skills (she’s a former The Star journalist) into good use again.

I say, welcome aboard Tok Mommy!

Thank you both. Had a blast and I truly appreciate your hospitality. I may not be able to join the lads and lasses weekly but will surely drop by every single opportunity permits.

* Arwah Nurin's uncle, Jasni Jalil was there and it was an honour to have a chat or two with him. Count me in, I'm wheelin' with you, sir.

L to R- uncle R, uncle B and some guy

Newly declared sister, Kak D a.k.a Raden Galoh with some guy. Aishah and aunty Maria can be seen in the background

L to R- Km/J Kamal, Shah CakapAje, some guy and our Bru.

*Photos courtesy of camera-shy Mat Salo.

Parking woes

The other day I found myself with nothing much to do, not a place to go when I had all the time in the world making my round of raya-visit to my relatives’. The reason being that is, I was only with Pinky and these houses are structurally not accessible for a wheelchair user like me to get into. Sure they were kind enough to offer to physically carry me up the curbs, stairs and the split levels but I say forget it, but thanks anyway. I’d rather fly a kite anytime than to have my uncles and cousins breaking their bones carrying a dead-weight human on a titanium-frame chair.

So we decided to make our way to one of the best disabled-friendly malls in town -The Curve, in Mutiara Damansara- instead. Since it was still raya and all, we thought we’d have the mall to ourselves but our hopes dwindled seeing the traffic getting to the entrance of the parking bay itself was crawling. And we were like, yay, great, the city folks are back from their kampong. Hooray.

Anyway, having a crippled as a passenger, in no time we found our car parked at one of the best parking spots. In most shopping malls, disabled parking are placed right next to the elevators and The Curve is no exception. Credits to their management as they reserved at least two disabled parking spaces each next to every lift leading to the mall. What’s even better is they placed moveable signboards that reminds shoppers against parking their cars meant for the disabled or risk getting slapped with a fine or simply have their cars clamped.

Oh, and as if that would actually work?

Your guess is as good as mine. Assholes are everywhere apparently. As we were leaving, the other disabled parking space opposite us was taken and as I would have figured, the owner is not in any ways crippled. I thought the security fellas went down hard on these unscrupulous people but to my disappointment, there was only a damn ticket placed tightly between the car’s wiper and windshield that warns the owner against parking his car there. I mean, just a lousy warning? For being inconsiderate and irresponsible this dickhead got off the hook with just a freakin’ warning, printed on a piece of recycled paper. Would the security people actually take it that he would repent and not to repeat this irresponsible act the next time he comes a visit? I doubt. The answer is a sure NO. He did it on that occasion, he’s gonna do it again. And I bet that wasn’t his first time acting like a jerk.


For such offence, no wait…let me rephrase that. For such serious crime, his car deserve to be clamped AT LEAST. That ought to teach this fella a lesson and serve as a deterrent for others to not take this lightly. Calling these people a retard will only degrade the real mentally-challenged persons themselves. So lets just stick with assholes.

Lets get back to the real issue. So yes, we do have our reason for needing such space. Disabled parking place are normally wider than the normal ones so that we can conveniently alight from our vehicle and transfer into our wheelchair. In a way, with bigger space, it would save the car parking next to us from getting accidentally scratched.

I’m sure I have numerous other reasons why such parking space must not be hogged by hogs, but since Brazilian F1 is about to flag off, my mind has left the Curve a short moment ago, flying direct to Interlagos analyzing on the possibility of Kimi clinching the championship title for this season-ending, nail-biting race.

Sooo…If they insists on taking the spot, I say go ahead break your spine and you sure can have the parking for all the people in the world to give a shit, legally.