Recent and archived articles by June H L Wong
TOMORROW is an important day as it marks the first anniversary of the day Malaysians voted out Barisan Nasional. But I am not writing about it today because it is a topic that has already been covered extensively and eloquently by many and I have nothing cleverer or more insightful to add.
THERE are plenty of serious and important issues and events going on which I should probably write about. But not today. This time it’s about me.
“MCA (is) in a state of confusion and decline.” So wrote Dr Heng Pek Koon, the director of the Asean Studies Centre in American University, Washington, DC.
HIS car and driving licence. These were the things my late father hung on to for as long as he could even though he was unfit to drive.
Once upon a time, Malaysians were enchanted with Jho Low’s champagne lifestyle and proud that he had friends in high places. We now know better.
THROUGH early morning fog I see, visions of the things to be, the pains that are withheld for me, I realise and I can see....
DESPITE the fierce objections, petitions and lawsuits, the Election Commission’s redelineation exercise was passed in Parliament. All it took was two hours of debate.
AND so the wooing begins. Campaigning has started and the suitors, a.k.a. politicians, are trying their best to win over the prospective bride and her entire family, a.k.a. the voters.
Malaysians feel safe with bars on their windows and doors. But the latest fire tragedy shows it is the opposite that is true.
As someone said, ‘When I see someone with ripped jeans, I hope they fall on a pile of broken glass and rip themselves up.’