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."
Via WhatsApp : I call upon five ministers from mainland Malaysia, who are also from Borneo, namely Maximus Johnity Ongkili (Sabah and Sarawak Affairs), Alexander Nanta Linggi (Domestic Trade and Consumer Affairs), Fadillah Yusof (Works), Wan Junaidi Tuanku Jaafar (Parliament and Law) and Nancy Shukri (Tourism) to speak in one voice in this Wednesday cabinet meeting to put an end to the nasty populist campaign to force the manufacturer of Timah to change the whiskey's name and image.
The incessant attacks on Timah whiskey is a symptom of what is wrong with Malayan politics, and must not be shared by Borneo politicians.
Instigated by agitators of communal insecurities - two camps of peninsular Malay politicians trying to outdo each other as champions of Malay-Muslims, and a drink legally consumable only by non-Malays - became the latest victim of intra-Malay hero drama.
Timah whiskey has been attacked on two nonsensical grounds that the brand and its icon can associate Muslims with drinking and are therefore out to insult or confuse the Muslims.
First, Timah, the Malay word for tin, is a shortened form of Fatimah, the daughter of Prophet Muhammad and a common name for Malay woman. Second, the image of Captain Speedy – a whiskey lover in British Malaya while bringing about peace for the tin-mining industry in Taiping as the British assistant resident in Larut, Perak – bearded and wearing a kopiah-like Ethiopian skull cap may be mistaken as a Muslim man.
