Tell the truth and you don’t have to remember anything. — Mark Twain
Don’t laugh. But, if you’d ask (and nobody actually does), Najib talking truth is like asking MO1 to confess his greatest true love. Choose one:
- A) Mongolian translator (dead),
- B) Rosmah (alive),
- C) US dollar banknotes (impounded),
- D) The 72 Virgins of Heaven (ISIS futures contract).
All are true in Najib; some truer than others.
Then there are his sycophants, mouthing the same platitudes, like that Brickhead who joins Najib’s righteousness, talking decency and civility: So profound; we’re dumbfounded. However much they pretend, then troll out, no Brickhead nor any Lady in the Valley has anything in them, nor in their truths, that’s ever worth a fuck.
In one bare line, without proclaiming truth nor decency, Zaid Ibrahim is more revolutionary than the trite of Najib’s yada-yada brickheads and Valley ladies spewing so much truth and civilities.
Behold! The Queen of Blogs
In this title, it’s easy to imagine Annie on a pole-dance podium doing the striptease. Down to the last thread, oozing sex and juice and thighs and raining in adulation, she yells over the whistles and catcalls, “Guys, behave yourselves!“.
In that instant, the crowd quietens. One word from Annie, the Assholes obey.
It is the new Malaysian standard in blogging: Annie’s Tease. A bunch of servile, adoring readers — Annie’s Assholes — who provide the audience and there’s the Lady who provides the act. The audience is three million-strong today, a ranking close to Helen of Angst.
Annie must feel really important: so much control, so many fannies, so much juice, so much trope, and she at the center of it all. She is the new Queen of Blogs.
Keep it up, Queenie. The Valley needs you.