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changi coast road, from changi beach park to xilin ave, was new to marathon man. most of it 10km parallels with the changi airport run-way. it's not meant for jogging, as a long stretch of it is without for pavement for the pedestrian, only a narrow stretch of grass lawn beside the road, planted with young trees is there for you to land your feet.

it was some experience, as marathon man passed the run-way from one end, where planes landed to the other end where planes took off. the straight road seemed endless. next to nothing, marathon man sometimes had to take to the road proper after figuring out the vehicles behind him were still far away to cause any alarm.

a long and quite-remote changi beach park attracted quite a number of week-end fun seekers. the setting was different from that of the east coast. east coast is a bit of over-used. changi beach park is not that accessible, and only the real beach goers would make this a weekend outing.

the sun was hidden away by the thick cloud the whole day. marathon man wanted to do a detour to the coast, but was restrained by the sight of a black stray dog, 200m away, taking an intense gaze at him.

he passed by some construction workers' quarters. the bengladashis, the thai's the indians, dispersed around the compound with some 5o make-shift double-storey quarters, waiting for transport to bring them to town?

a guy was doing the belly dancing to the applause of his mates. marathon man asked him, "are you from turkey, or egypt?"

"no, i from bengladash." nodding his head.

"how do you learn belly dancing?"

"i worked in middle east before, i saw some of girls in the nite clubs dance, i just imitate them." shaking his head.

"you are a genius. just by looking, you know how to dance. did you learn any dance from singapore?"

"yes, buttock dancing."

"buttock dancing? where got?"

"got lah. i was there watching they do the buttock dancing, your pm also there man."

izzit? is there such dance as buttock dancing?

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if ford had not done it, some industrialist would also have done it. if taylor had not championed it, some management guru would also done it.

all the trends reduce the work-place into a machine shop and workers into machine parts - replaceable at the will of the machine owner.

can the system be sustained over time. obviously not.... like the papa cannot claim its seat after 3 generations.from ford to the present time, the world went under a few big changes. not so much in the mode of production , where mass production is still the norm, and not in the mode of consumption, where wastage is still encouraged. but in the locations of production, where the cheapest locations are much preferred.... and in the variety of consumer goods, where new things come up constantly to keep profit growing, and keep jobs coming for quite sometime, until business squeeze the last ounce from the cost sponge for the cheapest labor to do the jobs.

not only the cheapest labor, but the cheapest overall cost. that includes taxes, overhead from land cost, service costs, facility cost, raw material cost......

the straight way out is to cut labor. but not much for developed country, they cannot match the labor of the developing countries.

marathon man's accountant friend ah shenah, argued that the gummy really has to do something to overcome the trend of outflowing of jobs to other cheaper countries.

he also added:

so the gummy must cut their service cost, land cost, and taxes.

not only that, the gummy must cut personal income tax also, cut the civil service cost also. and it's do-able.

how? ideally the gummy should function as an inc. and singapore inc, as what they term it. with its investment arm, gic, and with capital of 100 billion, the return was 2.9 billion this year. 3% is a bit low. should get a return of 10%, ie 10kk. so revenue increases from S$29kk to $36kk

also they should cut down the civil service workforce, both in number and in salary.

S$18 billion/yrs for gummy salary comes out to be 180k/employee, say from 100k gummy employees(just guessing, no figure available in gummy websites), which is more than 2 times the national per capital income.

trim S$8kk from the salary. so expenses reduced from S$30kk to S$22.00kk.

and the conclusion is surplus of (36-22)kk=14kk. use this surplus to reduce industrial land cost, to pick up the tap of the few percentage cpf points taken away from the employers.... to cut gummy service cost..... and to become competitive again in the world market!

that's gummy as an inc!

marathon listened with his ears wide opened, sounded reasonable. but can the gummy do it? can the gummy be a real leader? that's the question nobody would question when they are having good time from the bar-top !

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- Post-Saddam Iraq ministers swear, in first Cabinet -

the head line says.

what actually happened in the iraq cabinet ? let's take a closer look.

"what the fcuk is the ceremony for? we are minister without any fcuking power. we are just following fcuking american commands." the clean-shaved guy started the salvo.

"hey, shut your fcuking mouth up. mr bremer has fcuking ears on the fcuking walls."

"talking about these fcuking walls, are they fcuking safe? many have been ripped apart by the fcuking terrorists. "

"ya, we don't even know who these fcuking terrorists are. some say saddam's fcuking remnant soldiers, some say fcuking osama gang , some say iranian fcuking thugs, some say saudi fcuking hooligans,..... i say whoever the fcuk they are they are no fcuking good for the fcuking americans, and people like us who they accused, are fcuking lackies of the yankies."

"hey, how fcuking much the fcuking yanks pay you?"

"it's none of your fcuking biz. i got fcuking dollars, so fcuking what? where are the fcuking goods for me to fcking spend on?"

"you guys know fcuking well, uncle sam is no fcuking good uncle, he is after our fcuking oil. and we fcuking ministers better be more fcuking alert to stop them from sending all our fcuking oil to fcuking turkey and leave us with a cold fcuking turkey, instead."

"hey.... what the fcuk is wrong with siding with uncle fcuking sam? i say we fcuking ask uncle to accept us as their 51st fcuking state."

"i second your fcuking excellent motion . we have been trying to relive our fcuking babylonian days for many fcuking years now, but without fcuking uncle sam, the modern fcuking roman empire, we might as well kiss babylon fcuking good bye. we fcuking need uncle sam to realize our fcuking dreams. once we r fcuking there, we could dump them as we did with the fcuking persian empire."

as the fcuking hoohaa's were heating up....... a stranger stepped in.

"hey, who the fcuk are you, fcuking ball-head, where is your fcuking turban? and what the fcuking are you doing here?"

"hey, cool it, buddy! i'm just a marathoner, am i in baghdad street? "

"no. you are in fcuking baghdad, i-wreck-q......"

question - where is saddam now?

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marathon man got the hang of the old things in smith street flea market. there was this old gramophone still functionable, asking for $300. he did not have the cash; he only had $15.... and some coins.

mid-autumn festival mood is already with the hawkers in this area, the places in smith st, temple st, and pagoda st have been spruced up with stalls and big tents selling pamelos, moon cakes, small taro, sweets, and many other things.

marathon man had his lunch in the china town market hawker centre. the usual $.70 beehoon, the usual $.70 cent wood-fish-peanut porridge, the usual $2.60 loumei, the usual $1.00 yam cake, the usual $.70 smelly-grass green bean soup..... but the un-usual $3.00 pig organ porridge. an increase of $.50, since when????? who said it's bad time? but good time to up the price of a bowl of porridge, but people still eat, like marathon man...... he ate without looking at the price..... only realised it after he sank his teeth to the first spoonful of the rice soup.

the boss of this porridge stall must be a talent, must be a local talent, knowing exactly how to just jerk the price up and doing it without much ado from the customers. the customers, just like a frog, don't even know that the temperature has risen, kena chop also cannot say anything.

talking about local talents, how to keep them in this little red dot? that's the question.

easy lah! just give them the position of senior minister, minister without portfolio, minister without prejudice, minister without strings, minister in the pm office, minister in the dpm office, minister in the sm office, minister in charge of creativity, minister in charge of counter-creativity, minister of CPF cut-n-make-it-look-good, minister of pub, minister of table-top dancing, minister of bungy jump, minister of sailing, minister of goal keeping, minister of promise, minister of counter-promis, minister of shirt-selection, minister of tie-selection, minister that costs only 5-plates of ckt, minister of newater, minister of old-age-no-care, minister of anti-betrayal, minister of anti terrorism , minister of anti-u-die, minister of see-you-auntie , minister of kermit the cooked-frog, minister of pizza with pork, minister of kau-luck, minister of study mama, minister of suck-your-papa, minister telling-the-employers-what-they-shld-do, minister of giving the right signal to the investors, minister of sarsi-drinking contest, minister of weaving, minister of________.....

pls fill in the blank.

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big walk, no talk. that's this year's big walk motto. why? because of SARS, everybdoy supposed to put on a mask, so how to talk? so they postponed it to sept 7, 03.

marathon man arrived at the stadium 7.30am..... and the walk just flagged off. marathon man did not participate as a competitor because walking is not his cup of tea. he began to jog.

people and sharks joined the walking queue. when the sun came out, it was hot, real hot. in the 6km point, marathon man replenished his body fluid in the mid-point water-hole. he completed the 10km jog like what he does his normal weekend jog. he went to the 'goodies bags' counter, showed them the number tag. the lady said, "where's your goodie bag coupon?"

"what? i didn't know. will the number tag do?"

"no!"

the purpose of joining the big walk was to get the goodie bag, so marathon man was very disappointed. he should have checked what he's supposed to bring to get the goodie bag. he was just too presumptious. he should not presume that the number tag would be good enough to exchange for goodie bag. but the rule said otherwise. he was not in the rule-making committee, so he could not change the rule to suit himelf.

not like the ministers who joined the gummy service, and said they were not in for the money. but if you cut their pay, they would say NO NO! and they make rules, and they make all the reasons why ministers pay should not be cut, but that of the common folks should!

what do you think? would the rule makers making rules at their own expense?

NO WAY, the arguemnet is, if they cannot even take good care of themselves, how can they take good care of their people? so they have to make sure that they are comfortably remunerated, so they can do their job efficiently and make no mistakes!

that's sound arguement. all of today's hardship is due to the outside factors which are beyond gummy's control, so don't blame them. OK. then don't put the blame on workers, on the middle class - and make them foot the cost of the downturn.

but they need to send a strong signal to the investors to tell them that singaporeans will do the hard part to make live easier for them. but won't same signal be sent if gummy cut their pay, and in doing so reduce the other gummy cost of doing business?

NO. NO. gummy cut gummy pay, will send the wrong signal. why? because it signals the gummy is a weak gummy!

the ideal cuntry for investment is one with a strong gummy and a weak people. ah..... now you get it!

and the first cut is always the deepest, since this is not, so it should be ok for the people. after some cuts, cuts will be normalized, then people like that silly frog in the gradually-increasing-temperature water will be numbed to all the cuts until one day, the cut goes to the throat!

question - who does best in the cut-throat business world?

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marathon man always have the impression that benjamin sheares is two bridges - one across the kalang river mouth, another across the singapore river mouth. then he got his clarification when he followed the crowd to do the bridge jog. only was he sure that benjamin sheares is one bridge, the one across the kalang river. then what is the name of the bridge over the singapore river mouth? nameless?

the morning was a good morning, with ample sun and ample blue sky. marathon man did his warm up with his shorted-long-and-astig eyes, on the ladies - old, young, fat, thin, white, black, yellow, brown, big balls, small balls, medium balls......all were beautiful.... as long as they were there.

people walk their dogs, walk their cats and jog their mothers, jog their sons. and the army boys spotted with their crew cuts, were having it easy - taking their stroll with the mob, talking laughing and having a lot of fun. the gummy paid the army to have fun - that should be the way to go. you want to get singpaore going, the army has to set the example. instead of just sitting around doing nothing. they should produce weapons to sell. produce high tech equipment to sell. just like the post office, instead of delivery letters or parcels, they should also deliver pizzas, crated goods, groceries, tampoons, dildoes, sugar-free supplemnets, etc...just deliver anything under the sun. our lawyers instead of going thru piles and piles of documents and arguementing for the sake of arguement on trivial court cases, should spent more time in argueing for singapore's petra blanka rights, straights reclaimation rights, water rights, wto infringements, terrororist acts, iraqi constitution writing up, china commercial laws, indian commercial laws, u.s. hegamony laws, euro arcane laws, russian new mafia laws..... and our doctors, instead of focusing on how to cure sick people, should also focus on how not to make normal people strong, how to make men last longer, ladies ooze more juice, feeling more heat, students smarter, gummy servants less obstinate, terrorists more gentle, dictators less dictating(we have one here whose going to keep on dictating even after he no longer commands the energy to do so)..... our ceo's instead of sucking out the companies' coffers with their sky-high rewards, should be barred from taking a 2nd ceo job if they are sacked from or resigned from the 1st one. our police force station themselves in cc's and make this a place where people come to see their mp's also, and combine it with post office, with sistic outlets, payment centres, etc....

as marathon man was concentraing on his pace, the barking behind him gave him a rude shocked. he turned back, there was no dog.

what could it be?

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moon cake festival was 11 sept 03 coinciding with the the new york disaster. marathon man would only want to enjoy his mooncake, don't want to put any other meaning into this day. let all the commemorations of the disaster be left to the people who feel like doing that. it's more like the creation of the bosses' day, by the commercial syndicates - in this case, the 911 disaster anniversary commemoration day was created by the western media.

and what is so good about mooncake festival if we don't eat mooncake and do moontalk.

marathon man after his boonlay jog, walked into a mooncake shop..... and the sales girl, smiled at him and said, "hello, you want to try me?" extending some mooncake pieces infront of marathon man's face.

"try you?"

"yes. i am the mooncake.

"how do you like my snow skin?" pulling down her t-short collar, showing marathon man her silken white upper chest.

marathon man already salivated. blood rushed downunder.

"do you like my lotus paste filling? it is made from my original lotus seeds. you want to touch?" unzipping her tight t to show marathon the black-current grape inside. marathon man touched the grape and sucked it.....

then the lady said, i have the most juiciest inner-fillings in town. you want to taste?" then she flipped over her short skirt, said,"you see people use egg yokes as inner filling, my inner fillings are the labia majora, labia minora and the clit! i bet you like these? here, taste them."

after tasting the juiciest fillings, marathon man also let his brother have his share of the yummest mooncake. and in doing so his brother was so exhilarated, and cried. his handphone rang......

then only did he realize that he was dreaming, and wetted his pants. so long he had not been having any wet dreams. to have one when one was mostly un-expected, was definitely some delighful joy in this dullful life.

bread can talk, that's the talk of the town, just not long ago. mooncake can talk, he never heard of. but in your dreams anything is possible. what is a dream, any way? is it also some kind of reality?

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a long line of helpers guiding the fox runners. up the slope, down the slope, turn left, turn right..... and 8 km later, marathon man reached the ending point in palawan beach. sentosa morning had a lot of sunshine. alot of pretty chicks. and alot of activities.

after the run, marathon man adjourned to the bridge spanning across the big island to the small island. this is a very nice bridge when you take a stroll on it. there were people casting their fishing lines in the fast flowing water underneath the bridge. why there is flow of water in the sentosa straights, is there a water level difference between the one side of the bridge to the other? NO. because of the rotation of the earth from west to east, water flows from east to west. that's what marathon man thought.

marathon man talked to one angler, "got fish or not?"

"just rabbit fish. come october, when the kunings swamping start underneath the bridge, other big fishes will be here also." a guy of mid 30's with glasses, with a face resigned to the weather of the day - now beginning to turn dark.

big fish eat small fish. small fish eat small shripms, small shrimps eat plankton. plankton eat sunlight. why can't we also eat sunlight? why must we go thru the trouble of eating fish, eating meat, eating vegi..... and pangsai! what a waste!

he struck a good conversation with the guy. he was working in the computer industry. during the peak in yr2000, he earned who knows how much. then the bubble burst, all possibilities dashed, he is back to where he was in 1984 - big brother is watching him - he was declared a bankrupt and every financial transaction is being watched by big brother. he used to attend to parties with big shots, now big shots send jinkvitations to him asking him not to come to their parties!

but his biggest problem is not money. he has an E-rection problem. and that cost his marriage.

he said when he faced a computer he would be very high and excited, but when he faced his wife, everything was the opposite. so he decided to quit touching the keyboard. he is now working as a taxi driver. his cab is without any fancy gadgets, because he is alergic to this high tech things - he gets high when he touches them. and he is living alone with his fishing rod. so instead of engaging his dis-functional spungy rod, he is gratified with his fishing rod, doing the tugging in-out motion with the fishes.

marathon man realized something - life is like the fishing rod - when it's used, one end is the poor struggling fish, the other end is the gleeful angler.....

what about the bait?

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The bait is the harmsap man and the struggling fish is the hooker.

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"Thailand's racy reputation is apparently well-earned, with the kingdom's citizens ranked the happiest in the world with their sex lives, according to a global survey by condom manufacturer Durex.

While 92 per cent of Thais said they were sexually satisfied, followed closely by the Vietnamese (90 per cent), the Taiwanese showed their true-blue colours with just 61 per cent - the most sexually disappointed of all nationalities reported in the survey released yesterday.

But quality wins out over quantity for the Thais, as they registered an annual average of just 105 love-making sessions, versus the global average of 127 and the survey-topping robustness of the Hungarians, who claimed 152 annual romps.

Singapore's lovers lagged well behind with just 96 rolls in the hay per year.

Spicing up the love life in the Land of Smiles was a reported proclivity for extra-marital affairs, however, with 54 per cent of Thais admitting to one-night stands , compared to the worldwide average of 45 per cent.

Hungarians are now the most active between the sheets. They enjoy sex 152 times a year. The French - fiercely proud of their sexual prowess - only manage 144 performances a year.

The Italians and Spanish lag even further with scores of 119 and 123 times a year, while Americans make love an average of 118 times a year, Germans 120 and Australians 125.

Durex said more than 150,000 people aged 16 to 55 in 49 countries participated in its eighth annual online survey - three times more than last year's - though just 32 countries with more than 1,000 respondents each were listed in the results.

One clear global trend, Durex said, was the growing phenomenon of 'virtual sex', either by telephone, SMS messaging or email.

In the United States, 54 per cent have engaged in the practice, while 52 per cent in Britain said they did. "

marathon man also want to be happy like the hungarians; always hungry for sex. like the thai, with sexy smiles. like the french, the u.s. can free up their french fries, free up their toast but they cannot take away their french caps.

virtual sex is on the rise, so condoms are on the fall. and durex has diversified into selling modoms! ha ha ha ha !

kings build kingdoms, cons build condoms, bores build boredoms, and queens build queendoms. what? queendom, never heard off!

question: where can you find only queendoms and no kingdoms?

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lily ave, lemon ave, lotus ave, lantana ave, lasia ave, garlic ave leading to old holland road, holland link, holland green, greenleaf road, maryland dr , ming teck park, then out to holland road - a good jog in the very exclusive housing estates with alot of greenaries, and alot of bungalows and wide pavement lawns, and quiet surroundings and some bees flying about the nest on the tall tree....

it's hard to have a dry run these few weeks, since it rains practically everyday.

2 weeks ago, marathon man got the all-clear signal with the issuance an official cert. he has to contunue to make effort to enhance his wellbeing. so he jog and jog...... inspite of the rains, the winds, the thunders, the lightnings, the floods, the slippery jungle paths, the danger of the local bl2, bl3 labs that are having lapses in their safety procedures.

ministers are quick to point fingers at anywhere but themselves - so many people just go scott free, whether you are losing 388kk, you are screwing up your pay salary, you r involved in receiving hefty discounts, you r breaking promises, you r delaying housing estate completion, you r losing your pants in the industrial park, you r wasting people's money in big tv's, you r doing business with mafia-type of garments, you u planning a mass transport system not sync'ed with mass housing development...... all are just non-events - just costly, honest mistakes that serve as costly honest lessons; honesty proven over again and again!

but for someone who is not in their team, even small taxi fare also kena criminalized, a few antogonistic words in the newspaper also meant 7.1 ritcher-scaled earth-quakes, just some hick-ups also meant some mistakes that so un-excusable within the so-often trumpeted tinnee-winnee margin of error.......

and there were celebrations of honesty and the party that represents honesty these past few days...... and they would want the person who iconized honesty to stay on to give honest the continueing boost.

long live honesty, even though to be honest means to honestly serve oneself's own interest!

honestly speaking, honesty publicized is not honesty, it's the apprehnsion of losing one's image of honesty.

what about publicized virginity?

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why not set up a stall selling claypot rice. marathon man's itch for business was tiggered by the aroma of boiling rice from somewhere in heng mui keng terrace. cooking rice at this hour of the night? must be some late dinner with the diners working late and just arriving home. though considered late to cook rice at 10.00pm, it showed how meticulous this family was to the rice culture. instead of buying cooked food and cooked rice, they prefered home cooked food and home cooked rice. and especially for rice, there's nothing better to have your favorite rice home-cooked, and eat it while hot.

it's not ordinary claypot rice stall marathon man was thinking about. it was claypot RICE with the emphasis on the humble grain.

they said, 'one kind of rice consumed by varieties of man'. why not the reverse, ie, 'one man consumes varieties of rice'? so he would let the customers choose their rice; you can choose long grain, short grain, medium grain, brown rice, white rice, fragrant rice, glutinous rice, californian rice, china rice, taiwan rice, philippines rice, indonesian rice, japan rice, or condoleezza rice. and he would cook it right infront of their noses for them to savor it's aroma and boiling vigors. what's a better way to enjoy rice than cooked in a claypot, with their favorite accompanying recipes? like the ordinary, marinated chicken, char siew, salted fish, mushroom, pork ribs, pork sausage, wax meat, wax duck, wax fish..... the not so ordinary ones like, shreded beef with onion, crocodile meat, stew oxtail, fish fillets, ostrich meat, seafood, ... to the extra-ordinaire, like herbal claypot rice, mango and durian claypot rice, spicy and curry claypot rice, bryani claypot rice, chicken stock claypot rice, nasi lemak claypot rice, wanton claypot rice, ....

his stomach was rumbling thinking of so much goodies in the claypot rice. he bumped into his friend and his friend's wife when he passed by nus cultural centre hall. they had just finished a concert by sherbakov, accompanied by the nus philharmonic orchestra. marathon man asked, "how? good ha?"

" i am no expert of classical music, only like those popular ones like the blue danube, fur elise, meditation from thais, rondo all ungarese..... who listens to rachmaninov and his psychedelic tunes? they must be some odd-balls. but all the concert i attended so far played these kind of outdated, non-melodic, soul-disturbing, heart-wrecking, odd-ball musics. do they know what is good music?"

"ok...... i rather have my m-n-m's, " marathon man pointed to his walk-disk.

question - rice to the tummy is like music to the soul...... why are we so particular about the type of rice we eat, or the type of music we listen to?

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Some eat to live no preference of the quality of rice. Some live to eat they prefer fragrance long grain rice. Types of music depends on one's age, or one's mood.

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the orchids in the botanical gardens were very nice. marathon man bumped into the orchid competition held next to the orchid gardens during the first orchid festival of singapore. he paid 2 bucks and got the whole day to admire the cream of the creams of the flowers - he liked the aranthera singaporean, the maroon red little petals that signify the redness in this little dot. many people took pictures with thier state-of-the-art digital video and still cameras.

marathon man saw a lady with her poodle, looking at that vanda miss joaquim. she seemed so absorbed in the flowers that she did not notice marathon man breathing down her neck, if not for poodle making the growling sound. she turned her head and saw marathon man standing behind her. she said, "you know the history of this orchid?"

"no. i'm not an orchid expert."

"neither am i. but i live in vanda road which was named to commemorate agnes joaquim who found this beauty in 1893, behind her family home. and i think singapore has chosen the right flower to be the national flower. you may ask why. look, vanda miss joaquim is a natural hybrid between the vanda hookerana and vanda teres, and has adopted the best traits of both parents and has become one of the most adorable flowers in the world. singapore should take heed from this little flower. especially the pap, like mr ngiam said, singapore is bigger than the pap, don't just close up people's minds into thinking that singapore is pap. the garment must open up more avenues for the talented to flow into other areas. who said singapore cannot affrod to have alternative political parties? as long as the atmosphere is right, with ideas criss-crossing each other, natural hybridization will take place and boom you may have a vanda miss joaquim in the opposition party, one day!"

"you sure have strong ideas about politics? i have no mood for that though." marathon man shrugged his shoulders.

"why? you look intelligent. if people like you don't cross-breed your ideas, then, singapore will be one orchid named 'vandal miss big-time'! and survival will be very questionable. "

"but we have a very good pm. and also very good succession plan in a very good successor!"

"you think so? you see, hunting is good sport. the hunter goes after the prey.

in this case, the hunter is the pm, and the prey is the future pm. whether it's lee or not lee, loong or not loong, is not important. the thing that matters is whether he/she can break the national, self-imposed closed-mentality of 'no talent to form alternative garment'. this mindset amounts to marriage within the same family, where the cousins marry the nephews, nieces marry the uncles, aunties marry the in-laws.... no new genes enter into the family line.

that's what dr mahathir said about the malays in his 'malay dilemma'. and it happening in singapore as a nation.

singapore although small, is bigger than the pap government. so don't restrict all talent flow into pap government only, and whoever goes in will be moulded by the same machinary into the same final product. and that is definitely not good for the nation.

the hunter has to have a good run for his money to hunt for his prey. not just shoot something that's already dead in the booby trap!

so are you also that carcass hunter?"

good question - why mr ngiam only talks big, but still chairing hdb, another small lky?

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question : "what is the latest musical piece in town that is palyed by the fakeys?"

ans: phoney concerto.

q: "what is the lead instrument?"

a: "mobile phones."

marathon man thought so. but was told by his friend ah samy, NO. the fakeys are playing their own organs. these are people who master in fakology, vs people who master in flirtology or jambanlogy are a breed by themselves.

marathon man jogging with his buddy, ah samy, when this fakology thing hit him like a rock. why people want to fake?

ah samy said, "they are in mid-life crisis. no where to express their frustrations, so fake it to get it out!"

"what is mid-life crisis?"

"it's when you are over 40, less than 55, and you are still without any success in any field. and seeing that time passes by you like a rocket, you feel the urge of doing something to strike it out! but you do know what you can do, and you don't know how to start....... and you feel frustracted!"

"wow, i think i am feeling that now."

"what? at your age? come on. don't fake it!"

"you can fake orgasm, you can fake people's identities, but you cannot fake your feelings of frustrations."

"you? frustrated? since when you have your call to be somebody?"

"since i was small."

"then why you are here jogging with me? go and do what you supposed to do."

"but i don't know what i supposed to do?"

"if you need people teach you what to do, then you are not that somebody who's going to be somebody!"

"but i still want to be somebody."

"then be yourself, why must you be somebody else?" ah samy was very agitated when they were passing by jurong bird park's macaws area..... an apek was teasing the macaw to say something, and the blue macaw opened its mouth, "hello, tewnama!"

good question - why we must want to be somebody else?

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while jogging in jln geneng, his handphone rang. professor helmuth nyborg, a controversial intelligence researcher and psychology professor at the university of aarhus in denmark, called marathon man. he said he has called for political correctness to be abandoned and for eugenics to be used to improve the lot of the danes, but the danes do not buy his ideas, so he wanted to seek marathon man's help to enhance his arguement to convince the danes, since singapore had also similar program in place, some year ago .

hel marathon man knows very little about breeding. he only knows sperm plus egg equal to baby. so he could only tell his friend that he has to consult another local expert, professor spermegg working in the bl3 lab. prof spermegg gave a thump-down to eugenics( choosing the so-called best of the best genes and propagate )

he said, eugenics, smart people have been advocating it, in one form or another. from extremists like hitler's historical holocaust in purifying the aryan race to pragmatic socialists' uni-mother-more-baby policy.... even mahathir's self-implied better-to-mate-outside-your-norm attitude also got sucked into this eugenic dead-end.

the question is can human replace nature to force the direction of evolution?

some says yes. we have the science and technology to do it.

we can breed better cattle, sheep, pig, chicken, so we can breed better human.

but better pig, cattle, chicken only mean better in a narrow sense. in a sense that they are better to produce more meat. it is not better from the chiken's, pig's or cattle's view. in other words, the animal is not experiencing a better life.

so when you let uni-mothers married uni-fathers and have babies, are the babies better than those born by non-uni mothers? even though genetics applies in a large extent, the babies are better in some narrow sense, like better in getting good exam results. the babies born by the non-uni mother may be bad in getting good results but he may be good in other things. don't forget his life born into a non-uni mother family is likely to be be harder than the that of a uni-mother baby. so he has to strife harder to make it. evolution is about strife to better oneself...... without strife, species will be stagnant genetically, and eliminated one day due to in-ability to cope with new situations. the uni-mother baby on other hand, don't need to strife so much. he has it too easy, and this is no good from the evolutionary point of view.

so, just let nature take its course on baby bearing, and nature is the best breeder!

marathon man called his danish friend, but he did not know how to put across prof spermegg's arguement, so he said, "helmet, my professor friend said, when you make love, don't put on your helmet, let the sperms and egg mix freely, then you will get good baby lah! "

question - if everyone in sinagpore is a small lky, just like we have an lky label in evrybody's forehead, then what will happen to singapore?

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a lump in the bed...... that's a pretty lump there. that 's laura to bush. how about bush to laura? a twig in the bush?

marathon man was searching for that lump along the singapore river.

the victoria theatre by the singapore river is an old building dedicated to queen victoria i 1902. the river just flowed like a mirky band, with the banks populated by building and activities.

and the jog along the singapore river at igt is always 'lumpy'. you have the pimps out in full force selling their tofus. some tofus are really under-age. some are obviously student type, well, study mama's. but instead of studying with their kids, they have to study biology with life models.

it was 10.30pm, a large crowd of filipinos came out from the theatre. and marathon man met his pinoy pare, ah jinggoi.

"ah jinggoi, what's up?"

"oh just finished the concert by jose marie chan."

"oh the old singer who sang 'beautiful girl'?"

"ya, you know him? he quite funny you know?"

"i heard his song before. how old is he now?"

"62. at still going strong. he had a lot of lumpy jokes athough he had his lump with him in the audience."

"you filipinos love music. i heard this concert was sponsored by the local english radio stations also. did any dj's turn up?"

"well, very dissappointed for jose marie chan, when he called out the dj's names, nobody answered. looked like the local dj's only acted to know him when they mentioned his concert in their programs, but don't actually give a damn to who he is. that's the level of singaporeans, they are, as a whole, pro-western culture. and sorry to say, they are very shallow in their arts appreciation power. they only go for names. not the intrinsic value in the arts."

"i am no artist, i cannot know how singaporeans' artistic level. bu one time i asked my artist friend, who is famous for fvcking and shopping, other than fvcking and shopping what does she do. she said, dreaming of fvcking and shopping. i thought, gee, that's should be the attitude of an artist - doing what you want to do with gusto and passsion, and find new ways to express what you are doing."

"hey that's easy. i am a fvcking machine. i don't spend time shopping, all my time are fvcking."

" wow, you have so much energy to do fvcking all day long? who do you fvck? "

"oh i just get to STIC and fvck all people in the net!"

question - why women close their eyes when you fvck them?

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he was jogging with woo and her cousin, peter in smu park next to bukit timah road. the park has many trees in the entrance from bukit timah road..... and cicadas blared out their squeeky tunes under the hot afternoon sun. marathon man asked peter, an 11-yr old kid, "what sound is that?"

"bird?"

"no, it's a cicada. do you know how to spell cicada?"

"C-I-C-A-D-A."

"how you know?"

"oh we have cicada robot in battle-tech also! how many types of cicdas are there?"

" there are many types of cicadas, hundreds maybe thousands. and some are periodical meaning they only appear during certain times of certain years, the most famous are magicicada; they lived underground for 13 or 17 years, and come above to mate, then die. "

"then what do they do there for 17 years?"

"they eat and grow and morph."

"why they only come out in 17 years?"

"i think they want to breed with their own breed only, to keep their thorough-bred heritage. also by appearing once very long time, they would not let their predators to grow to any sizable number to hunt them down completely. as their predators only have a chance to eat them every seventeen years, not every month or every year, so they cannot depend on periodical cicadas as a habitual food source to enlarge their population ."

"hmm, very cheem. but i think i have a simpler reason."

"what?"

"the cicada lives underground but dies above ground, just the opposite of man who lives above ground, and dies, buried underground.... i think they are the souls of men.... so cicada is the other half of man's life cycle."

"wow, i thought it's simple. it's real cheem, for a boy like you to think of that."

each of us has a cicada in him/herself? for cicada, male makes the most noise, for mankind, the female makes the most noise. but why in STIC it's the males who make the most noise?

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The lighthouse at 1 fullerton sq, has a small restaurant catering for a total of 36 patrons, is a place where marathon man hardly had any dreams or any means to step into. yet he sits in the centre table overlooking the marina bay enjoying the bay view and also the exquisite french cussine. tiny squid with a some source, in a giant, upside-down-cow-boy-hat ceramic, opens up the dinner. then comes a bottle of 1999 champagne, bubbly and refreshing, then a few types of french breads, eaten with plain butter, is served before the next dish comes up. the dinner continues with a cucumber soup, a cod cut, the main dish of smoked duck, and desert of little bit of icescream and some chocolate, tops it of with black coffee, and the french 100-yr old sweet spirit grand manier.

marathon man bumped into an italiano friend, cristiono, when he was jogging along the lau pak sat area. he was with his another friend, stefano, looking for a place for dinner. they asked marathon man, he suggested lau pak sat, but cristiono said, they would like something higher class. so marathon man suggested to check it out in fullerton hotel, and they were lucky to have a table in the lighthouse.

marathon man knew cristiano when they were working in the oilfield. they used to roam the street of baghdad going from pup to pup when they were in town. they liked to hang out in the pub named hanging garden, where the half-naked waitresses served drinks with their papayas hanging down from their boob supporters, and if you want to add milk to your coffee, you do it yourself. there was no cyber cafe then, but the street cafes provided a lot of intimate surfing for the fingers and tougue, and the little brother.

"how's milano?"

"well, it's not so safe. i lost 3 cars within 2 months. i used to drive bmw's, now i just drive a fiat."

"what's berlusconi doing? isn't he going to do something on the security of the country?"

"he is the problem. he is the head of mafia. so what do you expect him to do?"

" well , since he is mafia head, then ask him to stop the mafia activities?"

"you don't understand italiano, we only like to do what is illegal. anything in the law is for people to break it."

"so it's the people's choice to have the mafia then?"

"ya. just like singapoor, people's choice here is dictatorial govt."

question - why people like to choose something and later blame their choice?

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mahathir was asked 'what he thot about arnie being elected to the office of california's governor'. he said, "what? anwar sword-egger? i don't like this guy and i want to forget about him all together, don't ever mention him to me again. the californians better beware of their back gates."

when lky was asked of the same question, he answer, "don't count him out yet on the presdiency of the u.s.. he's a cut above the rest!"

when the same question was put to marathon man, "well, don't forget we have our HO-LEE-wood team right here in our little red dot!"

when the question was put to the holeewood team, they said, "ah acting and politics are two sides of the same coin. in public we act as two unrelated people, in private, we act as spouse."

talking about acting, marathon man got an offer to act in the thriller 'marathon man' many years ago before dustin hoffman was asked to act. he was jogging in the new york city central park and bumped into john schlesinger. and after some chatting he offered him the part of marathon man. he looked at the script, and didn't like the part of being handled by a dentist. he suggested to the director to change the script of this part to something else, like a neuro-surgent, like a psychiatrist, like a butcher, like an undertaker, but john schlesinger refused. so marathon man rejected the part.

and like babe levy, our marathon man is a decent type of man trying to live positively in a negative environment ... by jogging! and many times he finds that life is just trying to make something out of nothing. like you try to pick up what you see and experience during a jog, instead of just for the purpose of getting the body fit. alot of times the goals you try to set in your life are not exciting enough when you strecth your imagination to the end; they are not worth your while to persue, after all. so you hesitate, stalled, think, doing alot of thinking, then start setting another goal again, then hesitate, then stalled.....

most of the time is spent in thinking, when things settled after the heated huha's, the mind always comes to the same conclusion - worthless persue. so you never really start off in any direction.

and marathoning is just like living in a directionless, aimless state, like an established actor on stage; acting out every parts that comes along, but never be himself!

question : are you merely an actor or a movie director?

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the big news : shenzhou v with a man successfully launched into orbit.

compare with a rocket or spaceship, tortoise is a very slow animal, but it will be the animal to rule the world. haven't we seen them conquering pond after pond, making all wild waters their habitat, in reservoirs, in park ponds, in rivers, in longkangs, in quary pools....... they have survived whatever waters they are thrown into. and their lifespan maybe as long if not longer than that of human's. and by the time two human generations pass by, they would have multiplied into numbers greater than the human population. by a few more generations, they would have stacked up a few meters thick all over the surface of the earth.

in the race of the hare vs the tortoise, the hare lost. in the race of human vs the tortoise, human will lose out eventually. but we eat turtle soup, don't we? not every one. so we have to promote turtle soup as a health tonic. not only that, turtle soup is a survival food. you eat turtle to cut down their number to preserve human dominance.

marathon man just had a bowl of turtle soup in the sembawang shopping center food court. thinking of survival he had another bowl. then the 3rd bowl. the stall owner felt very strange, so he asked, "why you like turtle soup so much?"

"i don't like turtle, so i eat them," grinding his teeth.

the stall owner thot for a while, flashed a grin on his face, said,"you enlightened me. so people eat things they don't like. then i can sell cockcroaches, earth worm, rats, and maybe ants also."

"yes.... if you can find a way to make them edible."

"then i don't understand why the americans changed french fries to freedom fries. are they saying that they like the french and hate freedom?"

"oh americans? they always make their own rules."

question : why exceptions to the rules?

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the taxi driver said, "30 yrs ago, ampang was a road with one end to the kl city, and the other end to nowhere. now you have many apartments, and shopping malls along jln ampang." marathon man was in a cab to sepang airport.

kl has changed so much, but mahathir remains himself. and marathon man pays respect to this 20th/21st century statesman. he analyses problem like a surgeon wielding his scalpel, sharp and precise. he is also very deep in his scheming. he is fair. he said jews rule the world by proxy. and bush said it's unnecessary and reprehensive. unnecessary, because it's so obvious, needless to draw legs on a snake. rephensive not because it's false, but because it puts the jews on the spot and make them feel uneasy.

actually mahathir is one notch above our lky. lky just follows the western trend, says whatever the west likes to hear. but mahathir champions the right of the 2nd and 3rd worlds. he sees the problems as problems and brings them out under the sun to thresh them out.

he has that kind of detachment to the issues no matter what the issues are, be they his malay dilemma, his country's economic crises, or his path to rationalize his religion. at the same time he has a lot of passion in facing the issues head-on and get them fixed. he hits out at his own people, he hits out at others - he said it succinctly that the western colonization era might have ended in form, ie you may not see the large scale of conquering of other nations and loot their resources, but in substance, the cultural aspects of it are very much on the rise.

mahathir has this joke on his ego .

he had a cabinet mtg. he asked, "we have the tallest towers, we have the biggest rubber estates, we produce the most tin, we have the largest palm oil plantations, we have the most-IT multimedia super-corridor, and we have the highest casino in the world. but all these will be over very soon, like the tallest tower is going to be overtaken by taipei 101. before i retire i want to build some man-made artifact so big that no one would ever top it. what do you think we should do?"

"mad, i suggest we build the world longest tunnel from kl to kota baru. "

"do you think it's long enough? very soon you will see the japanese building a tunnel from tokyo to sapporo. anything better?"

"why not build a tunnel from west to east malaysia?"

"good idea. but the europeans and the americans will soon team up to build a cross-atlatic tunnel. think harder. i want this thing to be nambor satu for all generations to come."

"hmmm, mad, let's build a tunnel from kl to pj."

"what? are you out of mind...... what distance are you talking about?"

"mad. the tunnel will start from kl, and take the big circle of the globe and reach pj with a distance of 12,756km!"

"wow, that definitely will not be topped in ions of time to come. let's do it!"

question : can any tunnel top this?

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charles and camilla - now that's true love. love regardless of all the distractions. what can camilla give to charles that diana could not? or would not?

love doesn't care about looks, about body size about interests, about income levels, about race, about age, about religion about anything but just for that feeling of to love and being loved. love is timeless!

marathon man's love for marathoning has no one to love, only himself. although his gf woo hai toa, provides him with some kind of companionship. but the mutual distrust among them sometimes whips up a big storm even in a small tea cup.

marathoning is an exile for him - exiling himself from this very unloving world. only the world not belonging to him can he seek some refuge in. the world that's supposed to be his - his house, his gf, his job, his car, his tv's, his hifi, his little humble self - all are not accepting him well, or rather he does not accept them well.

only what's not his, he feels comfortable with - like charles with camilla.

aqueezing the crowded space of chatuchak gives him the sensation of bathing in heaven's honey pool. he feels liberated, he feels energized. bangkok not only good for banging one's cock, it also gives the tourist the feeling of a real home. so many people, so many things and so many experiences..... sums up to great living within the affordability of almost all able persons. you can come here to here to have some real exciting nite life, or you come here to shop till you drop, or you can come here for the tranquility of the sub-urban temple life, or you can come here simply to eat to live, or live to eat, or you can come here and burrow yourself into crowd like a worm in the soil.

have fist will kick, thai boxing, kicking the shit out from your guts, is so much enjoyable to watch than the bloated sumo wrestlers' obscene shoving around with their big and clumpy backsides facing the spectators.

gct said thaksin is going to be the asean leader. but thaksin said, he doesn't want to. so it will be gct taking over as asean leaders. see how smart is gct, always lets someone else taking the lead, if he refuses, then gct will take over. who can complain that he is over-zealous in the top position? but one day he's going to step down. not out of his own will but somebody else's.

what can he do?

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Nanny2: True Love

You talked only about Charley and Camilla. What about Diana and Dodi al Fayed? What about SMLee and Kwa Wah? What about Mahathir and Siti Hasmah? What about me and Katong girl? But the most tragic was the one between Diana and Dodi whose love was ended by the British Secret Agents when they MURDERED them!

I tasted true love with my Katong girl. I can just watch my Katong girl the whole day doing nothing and I never ever got tired. I was happy just to be in her company and I had never tasted the same happiness ever after that.

When we made love, it was so passionate and so natural that it was just like as if we were born one person, stuck together. That is true love. Whereas my love making with Joy Luck was more mechanical and lack the intensity I had with Katong girl.

With Katong girl, I love her with all my heart and all my soul and I was willing to die for her if she wanted me to. But God, if there is one, was cruel to me. He made my Katong girl dump me and today she regretted for not marrying me for love but for money and she is never happy like she was with me.

Sometimes, I wish we were Americans. She could then dump her husband and her children and we could run away to some exotic place like Nepal and live happily forever after. That would be true love.

Talk about true love?

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Nanny2: Prof_Gong_Gong and Katong Girl

Of course as you all know, he only goes for fat married woman because he is also fat and ugly and therefore is compatible to fat married woman!

As for Katong Girl, her husband almost knocked out all the teeth of the PoofterGong2 and threw him out of her house as he tried to grop her!

So he ended up spending 3 days in the Dental Hospital tryng to have his teeth fixed and have been wandering the streets looking for other fat ugly married women to grope.

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Queen Bees?

How come there is no King Bees and yet the Queen Bees can produce bees???

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the pearl is getting shinier and shinier, good or bad?

shinier because more trees are gone, and more reflection of the sunlight from the scotched earth. but the pearl definitely has gone thru some changes, although most part of it still in a slumber especially during this economic downturn . more cars, more traffic jam, but insignificant growth. how come?

because cars cost cheaper to buy now, with the garment's push for local cars.

going round to kwan-na-kah - the old haunt, though with a few more malls and more restaurant-type of makan places, the people still behave the same as they did 30 yrs ago, except the young ones follow quite closely to the worldly trends of fashions and music and computer games and handphone culture.

car is a necessaity when it's so cheap. even students can afford them. it used to have a lot of motornikes on the road, but now having a car cost you not much from having a bike. economics has to do with consumption pattern. people consume, economy grows. people tighten their belt, economy shrinks.

during the hard times, there's one thing you can do, you can plant your own jambul and sell them in the market to earn some money. marathon man wanted to turn himself into a jambul planter in bukit jambul. but they have developed the place into some hotels and a golf country club, the land is too expensive to be used as farming land. his friend told him farming nowadays 'tanh-boh-chiak' and he advised him to go into selling EZ-link cards. every card sold for $5.00 - EZ money, better than selling fake vcd's.

why they want to charge $5.00 for one card? they said, the business model they thought of was to charge only commission on the card usage, but the usage is low, so they are at a loss. the business model was wrong. who to blame? nobody, just get the money from the consumers - EZ way out.

any business with garment backing is EZ biz. no need to worry about not making a profit, sure make profit one. they talk about competition, talk about efficiency, talk about belt tightening, talk about no-one-owe-any-one-a-living, but we owe the papa a living. we even nearly have to pay for senior papa 's ralative's plane charge. people said we owe him a big one. what to do? if you are not so bright, just have to lean on the garment to beg for a living. the garment says you sit, you sit, you shit, you shit, you pang pui, you dare not pang sai.....

when the threshold of the people's tolerance is reached, it will be the day of reckoning, and then out with papa.... and the day is very near. with all the trend of the EZ fortune papa is reaping.

of course papa will try not to trigger the threshold, especially during erection year. but when the middle ground is shaken, there's no u-turn. the writing is on wall.

so instead of selling EZ link cards, the best thing to do now is to sell beard mama's cream puff .

you should know why!?

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