Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
They acquired rights and privileges which are not accorded any other
group in Malaysia, and these politicians appear to be immune from
prosecution.
The FCPs are further subdivided. The arrogant, elite FCPs are those who were born with a silver tongkat (crutches).
Every five years, the elite FCPs remind the Malays that they are still
poor because the SCPs have taken their jobs, their land, and will soon
rob them of their way of life, their religion and will destroy their
race.
With breath-taking stupidity, the Malays believe the race-baiting of the elite FCPs.
As
we approach 2021, Dr Mahathir Mohamad's pipedream of Wawasan 2020 has
vaporised, the felon, Najib Abdul Razak, still roams free, Ahmad Zahid
Hamidi harbours dreams of a political comeback, and allegedly corrupt
senior FCP politicians have been granted full acquittals or discharge not amounting to acquittals (DNAAs).
This
is the first difference between a FCP and a SCP. The FCP can become
prime minister, deputy PM, or MB. SCPs have to be content with becoming a
chief minister, MP, or a cabinet minister, but only with the FCP's
consent.
The second difference is that FCP politicians have no integrity. They openly defy the laws on quarantine andbend
other laws to suit their purpose.
