Another General Election, another petrol price hike.
Well, that is not exactly true, but I just feel like exaggerating things today. Given the current sentiment among the rakyat, I thought I’d jump onto The
Bandwagon of Utter Resentment Towards No One in Particular (better known by its acronym, TBOURTNOIP). In case you’re wondering, that’s a new NGO which I founded last Saturday on my way back from breakfast in Datuk Keramat.
With the upward surge of global oil price not showing any sign of abating, people are understandably nervous. Will we see another petrol price increase before year end? Will it have an impact on the price of other goods? Will Elton John shave his legs ever again?
I guess the question foremost on everyone’s mind is: what do we do now?
I haven’t got a clue what we should, or could, do. Everyone I know thinks that the immediate future appears pretty bleak, and the longer term outlook not looking particularly bright either. Our average RM does not stretch that far anymore and our purchasing power is being slowly eroded. A close mate has likened the current situation to “being robbed by a transvestite hooker.” I did my best to point out that his analogy was not particularly apt – in fact, it was downright confusing – but I decided not to push the argument further when he shot me a look which said “I would be delighted to gently poke the fleshy part of your bottom with a chopstick if you don’t shut up this very minute.” For a while, I thought I was in a ‘Godfather’ movie sequel, minus the cool suits.
Since we have very little control of what’s happening, I suppose all we rakyat can do is adjust to the situation. I know it’s boring and stupid and all that but we just have to cut down on certain things. Selling parts of your torso might help, but as they normally say it in the market, it is not a sustainable course of action. Personally, I’ll just have to do without some luxuries like dining out and a fresh pair of boxers.
Of course, we can also join street demonstrations – there is bound to be at least one each weekend – but I guess that kind of thing is just not my bag, baby. I know that apathy is not the most endearing part of my personality make-up, and there’s no excuse, really. I just don’t like being in a large crowd and panicking at the prospect of either (a) a tear-gas attack, (b) a communal acid-and-pepper shower, (c) getting hauled onto a police truck, or (d) all of the above.
Some of you readers will/may call/label me a coward, and that’s OK. We all have our roles in this world, you know. Some people want to be out there, and either make history or be part of history. Me? I’m quite happy to be watching History Channel on Astro.
I’ve read some politicians telling the rakyat that we should all change our lifestyle. While I think this kind of foot-in-the-mouth statement is not very amusing, I have decided to listen to them. My strategy is mind-blowingly simple: go to work on alternate days and I should be able to save tones of money by my next birthday.
This I intend to do until the government improves the public transportation and mind you, I’m not asking for much here. All I want is buses with better connections and more reliable timetable, and LRT service which can carry much, much, much greater passenger load.
I think it’s hilarious that our buses and LRT are nowhere near being properly integrated. The whole system is still a mighty hassle to use, and most people would sooner ride a Tibetan goat to work and brave the dreadful morning traffic. The bus service is just too erratic and ‘consolidating’ the bus service under one or two conglomerates does not seem to get us anywhere. As for LRT, it is still as infuriating as it was 10 years ago because they still have the same number of carriages. No improvements, nothing. And the rakyat are expected to leave the comfort of their own car so that they can savor the smell of collective armpits of KL dwellers every single morning.
So I guess that leaves us with yet another brilliant idea mooted by one of the brilliant local politicians: cycling to work. This is actually a very useful alternative because the last time I checked, Malaysia is still a tropical country and it’s still 40 degree celcius out there in the sun. Think about it – you will arrive at your workplace every single day with your body properly marinated with sweat and dust, and your brain will be well and truly fried roughly half way through your journey.
Oh, sunny days ahead!
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