Heartless MinisteTengku Adnan and Three little pigs and faulty KL towers story
Even false hope can be marketed well
Does one own one’s existence? Do individuals have full property rights over their life and actions? Does the social imprint left behind by an individual belong to her? Can one choose to erase one’s actions if information about them is potentially damaging for the person in question? These and even more vexed questions are inevitable in the light of the new ‘right to be forgotten’ ruling in Europe that grants this right to individuals.
Without stating its location, Federal Territories Minister Datuk Seri Tengku Adnan Tengku Mansor said his ministry was now discussing with the FT Land and Mines Department on the housing project.
“We have the land and will ask the developer to build as many houses costing below RM200,000,” he said here today after witnessing the balloting for units of the Federal Territory Affordable Housing Project (RUMAWIP), Residensi Pandanmas 2, Kuala Lumpur.
He said the type of housing, the size of units and name of the housing project had not been decided yet but would be announced soon.
The internet has changed some fundamental assumptions around which society has been ordered. The relationship between the individual and society was mediated in part through the notion of the public and the private which attempted to reconcile the dual nature of one’s existence. The individual resided in the collective but retained parts of her life to herself by way of the private. The private rippled outwards into the public gently through successive layers of whispered gossip, formal conversation and news that appeared in a tightly controlled media pipeline.
Crimes against poor: Whom do we blame?
MinisteTengku Adnan false hope brook no debate that these are utterly and wholly reprehensible acts in any society? What more can we do than let our soul cry in sympathy and anguish for the victims of such terrible tragedies?
Federal Territories Minister Datuk Seri Tengku Adnan Tengku Mansor says a piece of land has been identified in the Federal Territory (FT) for a project to build houses that cost below RM200,000 each, to enable more middle-income earners to own a house.
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This thread is an eye open opener for all us regardless of colour, race and religion. We have the poorest among the poor in our midst right here in Kuala Lumpur. The pictures you see tell a sad story. Our country which hopes to be a developed nation in 2020 cannot deal with the plight of our poor citizens. See how they live. Sorry to spoil the Divali party.
Remember the three little pigs who set out to make their own homes? The first one was trapped by a tout. “Buy hay”, the tout said. “Cheap, light, earthquake-proof, and in case of land dispute, shift where there is less trouble. Get green points!” He did not tell him that where there is urban land, there are urban wolves.
When attacked, he moved to his brother’s place, who had bought a house of wood after finding it on a website. There were water bodies filled by tankers on the day of occupation, but later on it was their job to fill them. A golf course, but the grass had to be nurtured. Most pigs prefer flat ground; going up and down and rolling into sand fills is a bit awkward. All was fine, but the wolves of the forest department came, and it was found that the wood actually belonged to the timber mafia.
So, now to the eldest brother. He had applied to a registered company he worked for for a lifetime, and got a proper brick house. Thankfully three sides open instead of four. Not the sort of house pigs prefer. It was an apartment. Three BHK, just right for them. Only others sneered at them in the lift, and in power safety mode, they had to call two of their neighbours, for the lift to go down. To come up, only two (the neighbours) were allowed, and the three had to walk all the way up to the twelfth floor.
Men are rarely good neighbours. A few months later, four of the occupants of the apartments got “neurocysticercoses” That’s the egg of a tapeworm that somehow prefers the brain tissue. It actually happened after a party the builder had thrown after achieving full occupancy. The meat used was contaminated. However, since pigs are the intermediate hosts, it finally came to them. Pigs they were, but had proper toilets, washed their limbs, and there was a kitchen too, though at the twelfth floor a chimney was not necessary. Finally, it came to them, and they were quarantined in the vet department for a week. All samples were negative. Restored, but surely the blemish was to stay.
Six months later, five people knocked at the door, in turns, during the day. Unusually polite, the pigs felt. Each one left his card. All retired section officers of various government departments. There was an election for the President of the RWA the coming Sunday. Come and have snacks too, but don’t hang around too long, you know why!
That residents would be keen about the welfare of the whole lot was rather alien to the pigs. There was stuff like built-in area, superadded area, amount of square feet of land that was promised, and if someone was on a higher floor, his land was to be compensated by so much of sky in the balcony.
The pigs were happy that humans were human. What they found, however, that at places on the walkway, gravel had been unearthed, because it was not of the quality promised, and deductions were to be allowed by the builder. The RWA with their heads “Muthuswamy”, and “Jhootha Sawhney” were to go to the court. “Jhootha” Sawhney was so named as he was the first male child (though not of much worth) after about five miscarriages. The judge was his sister’s husband, The law does not bother about that, but just in case.
The pigs were happy that they too had human rights . On the day of the hearing though, there was a disappointment. The placard in front of the court said quite clearly, “Tenants and pigs not allowed”, Shocking! That was not the case while the eldest brother was working. Besides, he wasn’t retired. He had taken a voluntary retirement, after a diamond-studded golden handshake. At the end of the day, the case was postponed, so it was not much of an insult.
No builder can be so without the help of those who help build the nation. The urban affairs minister put in an affidavit, that seismological tests were not carried out. That meant that everybody will have to vacate, and they will blow up a small hillock 100 metres away to assess the damage. If the structure crumbles, so be it. The insurance would not take up the responsibility post-construction. The project was signed just a week before the seismic laws were enforced. Muthuswamy lost his head. “Jhootha” Sawhney had elaborate plans of forgery, that he would quietly slip in the file, when he goes to meet his sister. When it comes to underhand dealings, nothing like Punjabi sisterly love!
The pigs realized that human intellect beyond a level nullified itself. That was not the way with the wolf. “I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and will blow your house away!” Plain and well meaning
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