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."
Kes Langgar Mati 8 Mat Basikal Siapa Salah? (8 Mat Basikal deaths. Who do we blame?)
Thursday, April 14, 2022
Some Malays are in denial over the 8 Mat Basikal deaths.
So who is to be blamed? The car driver? The feral kids? The parents? Society? The police? The teachers? The unknown spectators who were urging the boys to race? The illegal racing syndicates?
Before some of you judge and blame the 22-year-old woman involved in the bicycle tragedy last week, and accuse her of speeding, of texting on her hand-phone and of deliberately mowing down the 30 – 40 bicyclists, on the Middle Ring Road, in Johore Baru, please view this video.
Have you been on a road, when out of the darkness, a bicyclist comes towards you?
His bicycle has no lights, front or back, and he is wearing dark clothing. In other words, he is NOT visible.
Have you driven on a road, and a group of Mat Rempits drive alongside. They start weaving in and out, block you and other traffic and drive dangerously. You are on your own. You cannot escape as your vehicle is surrounded.
