Thursday, January 18, 2007
As I was reading an article Battle to blunt the JB parang from Today paper, somewhere between the lines there's this statement made by Johor police chief Hussin - Johor has just one policeman for every 1,100 residents. Mak Datok!!! What's the case here? No wonder there are so many many cases of crimes happening and they are getting more vicious by the day.
Lately everyday when we read the news, there are always cases on S'poreans getting hurt, robbed, assaulted in JB town. Like Lionel de Souze mentioned in the same article (he is a retired Singapore police officer) - Very few Malaysians are targeted unless the ladies are dressed up like decorated Christmas trees. Ok, S'pore ladies...take heed tao - next time you plan to go to JB, pls tie up your tudung like a shape of a birthday ribbon under your chin, put on short sleeves shirt with a tudung, pakai 3/4 or capri pants with a tudung...can you see where I'm getting at here? Sorry, no pun intended yer Kakak, Makcik Johorians.
Strip off whatever blings blings we have, do not be flashy - that's fair enough. All Malaysians already have notion that Singaporeans all all rich, schmug, ill-bred people. I beg to differ on that. Firstly, I am not rich. Secondly, half of all my related family members are Malaysians. 4 of my siblings are born in Malaysia. My parents are native Malaysians or rather authentic Johorians. Face it, we all have families, friends whom we care about in Malaysia. I am deeply rooted to Malaysia. Hell, I almost got married and almost made M'sia my home back then.
I can only point my fingers to the authorities there. They really have to do some serious housekeeping, rombak balik jorang nyer crime & justice dept. Employ more policemen, pay them well. When you introduce a law, kindly please enforce them and not make it just a black and white print on paper only. Cakap tak serupa bikin tak guna jugak. Susah ini macam.
Having said that, I'll still go to JB but this time you won't see me in toilets at petrol kiosk, you will not be able to open my car door as I would have locked 'em the milli second my man goes to the cashier counter. You'll never see me alone in public toilets. Full stop.
Thursday, January 18, 2007