Sunday, September 09, 2007

Oh, Good grief!

From, believe it or not, Reuters, of all people:

Anime figurine protesters meet real police

Fri Sep 7, 7:37 AM ET

A protest action by a group of Singaporeans with Japanese anime figurines such as the 5-inch tall Ultramen, robots and monsters with placards met some real-life police in the city-state.

A handful of fans of Japanese anime had turned up at a Singapore public park on August 25 with armfuls of the toys to protest against a clampdown on Internet downloading of anime material by Singapore animation distributor Odex.

The incident was not reported in the local press, but pictures and accounts have started circulating on many blogs and political Web sites. (http://textfiend.net/zerohero/?p=454).

"The police didn't stop us from what we wanted to do. But their being there was enough to intimidate," the event's organiser -- who only wanted to be known by his online moniker Zer0 -- told Reuters by telephone.

He added that police -- who had four anti-riot vans at the scene -- also took down the anime fans' particulars and that they were filmed by plainclothes policemen. A police spokeswoman said she could not immediately comment.

Public protests are rare in Singapore, where outdoor demonstrations are banned and any public gathering of more than four people requires a permit.

I live in Singapura, it's not perfect living but at least its interesting!

Context:
14 August: The economics don't stack up. They are on a collision course. With authority and people like me.

Anyone want to go to MIT?



Not that 99% of us need another reason to go there.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Winter was cold


I'd say.

Yes, that is frozen milk. Left outside accidently.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Malaysia at 50, but going back in time

First The Age, now The Australian.

Malaysia, 50, turns back morals clock

OVER a drink of green coconut juice at what used to be called the Passionate Love Beach until his Islamist party came to power and scrapped the name, Takiyuddin Hassan outlines the victories in its war on sin.

In the capital, Kuala Lumpur, celebrations are starting for Malaysia's 50th year as an independent state. Its proud achievements are modern universities, a buoyant economy, and a respected place in the world as a moderate Islamic nation.

Mr Hassan's party boasts a different set of achievements; banning miniskirts, chastising unmarried couples and renaming Khota Bharu's favourite beauty spot. When it came to power in 1990, it changed the name to Moonlight Beach.

It also closed down nightclubs, banned nearly all bars except a few Chinese restaurants where no Muslims are allowed, and refused to let a proposed cinema open unless there were separate sections for men and women and the lights remained on to prevent immorality.

The Chief Minister is said to have mellowed since then and this year looked favourably on a proposal to open an alcohol-free disco for tourists. The idea never got off the ground after he insisted it be single-sex.

Mr Hassan, a moderate who was once a lawyer, is proud of his party's achievements in Kota Bharu. He says it has kept the rustic capital of Kelantan state upright and clean-living. The biggest building in the city houses the moral enforcement department whose officials spend their time prowling Kota Bharu's parks in search of amorous young sinners.

Mr Hassan is sensitive about the nickname "Taliban lite" often levelled at his party in Kuala Lumpur, where bars do a roaring trade and cinemas are full of dating couples.

"We are not the Taliban, we are in favour of women's education and against violence and corruption," he grumbles. "Malaysia is a Muslim state. We hope we can change people's mindset in Kuala Lumpur so they can live according to Islamic principles."

As it celebrates 50 years of independence from Britain this week, Malaysia has stepped up its long-running and angst-ridden debate about just how Islamic it should be.

Older Malays bemoan a younger generation that has become puritanical, self-righteously declining to attend social functions where alcohol is served. Headscarves, rare 20 years ago, are worn by almost all Malay women now, although often in combination with tight jeans.

Some non-Muslim Chinese and Indians feel increasingly treated like second-class citizens. They complain, usually privately, that Islamic religious schools are much better funded than theirs and that a system of affirmative action favours Malays when it comes to university places.

Some fear assertive Islam threatens to upset the delicate balance between the 60 per cent Malay-Muslim majority and the non-Muslim ethnic Chinese and Indian minorities, which have managed to co-exist, sometimes uneasily, since Malaysia's troubled birth in 1957 at a time of civil war and ethnic tension.

Islam is Malaysia's official religion and the constitution says anyone born Malay is Muslim.

Every state has a religious department with Saudi-style moral enforcers. Nowhere are they more active than Kota Bharu. Unmarried couples sharing hotel rooms are hunted down by enforcers. Couples caught sitting too close together on park benches are fined 2000 ringgit ($706) in the city's shariah court.


Think about it. When voices get louder, it will become harder to ignore.

Why do we put up with this?

From TheBorneopost, 30th August 2007:

China woman charged with prostitution

MIRI: A 39-year-old woman, Zhong Peng Zhu from Fujian China, was charged in a magistrates’ court yesterday with soliciting for immoral purpose.

She was charged under Section 372(b) of the Penal Code, which provides with a jail term not exceeding a year, or a fine, or both on conviction.

No plea was recorded from Zhong who was found in a room of an inn at Taman Jade Manis here about 11pm on Aug 25.

Prosecuting officer Inspector Austin Patrick Angkon said it was a case for another magistrates’ court to hear and therefore applied for a new date to hear the case again.

Magistrate Musyiri Peet fixed Sept 5 for the next hearing and ordered the accused to be detained in prison until then
Any one still want to argue with me?

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Review: School Rumble Volume 2

Tee Hee Hee.



Been borrowing a fair bit of books from the Brisbane City Council Libaraies. But when I saw School Rumble manga, I couldn't resist. I got volume 1, 2 and 5 out, but I can't get those in between. And they are high in demand: I can't renew them, as there are a few holds on them.

Interestingly, I can't find the School Rumble manga anywhere in Brisbane for sale, not even in my usual places. I have no idea where the BCC library got them, but hey, I'm not complaining!

Manga is the only thing that keeps me awake, literary, on some days. It takes me half an hour to get to uni from my place. And from my place, it takes me about 10-15 min to walk to the bus stop. And from the busstop to uni (aka the FIT) takes me another 10 mins or so. And when you have a 8am lecture, you kinda need to leave the house by 7am if you're ever going to be there on time. I used to read some novels to pass the time and keep me awake (not that I can sleep standing up on the bus!), but I find I'm having trouble digesting words at 7.15am.

So, School Rumble!


If you look closely, you can see my programming desk checking in this picture

Volume 1: Close up of Tenma
Volume 2: Yakumo
Volume 5: Karen

When you think about it, it makes sense why manga works in big cities in Japan. Most people in big cities where public transportation is good spend most of their life commuting in public transport. And if you think me commuting to the city is bad, wait till you see the hoardes of people commuting FROM Gold Coast! (time: 1 hr plus) And really, there is nothing much to do while commuting. I can't really spam my friends, and I don't listen to music. So, I read!

I read the "offical" English translations first, before cracking open an IRC client to get the scanlations. While I know the scanlations are almost at the heels of the original serialisation by 週刊少年マガジン, sometimes its more interesting to stand back, sit down, and lepak compare the translations.

Being quadlingual (Penlingual if you include the swear words), I've always been facinated by translation from one language to another. Every language is unique in its own way, and no translation is perfect. There will always be some ommisions and errors in ANY translation. It's like the half life of an Isotope: you can get close to the perfect translation, but you'll never reach it. Having been a translator, I have great respect for them, be it translating articles for the English language press or Ohmer and Tofusensei. Like most other things in life, no one notices when you do a great job, but when there is one small mistake, the fanboys start hopping around claiming they have a better translation.

Anyway, proving I don't have a life, I decided to take some pictures of Tanoshimi's translation and decided to put them up, for the love of Tenma. It's HUGE through. 13 pictures, 3 MB in all, and a ton of processing.



Formatting it under Blogger was going to be a nghtmare, so I dusted off my HTML skills and cracked open Composer. Voila!

Read more!

Saturday, August 25, 2007

The flag that was once Sarawak

Was it ever called The Trisakti?



Sarawak negeriku berdaulat merdeka
Rakyatnya hidup teguh bersatu padu
Semua berazam terus berkhidmat pada negara
Sentiasa maju pertiwi
Bahagialah tanahairku
Sarawak negeri yang ku cinta ku puja
Untukmu ku rela korban jiwa raga

Majulah Sarawak!