#It also gave me a dupe MR yesterday

[temathesis]

Thanks gacha, I did want a third one of these, not any of the cute new sailor-themed stuff or anything. -_-

[nickgerlich]

Would You Like To Play A Game?

There is probably no more contentious a subject within marketing than aiming one’s products and services squarely at minors. In some countries, advertising to young persons is highly regulated and even forbidden. In the US, though, there are few if any hurdles, and marketers are free to converse directly with kids, knowing that even if they don’t necessarily have cash of their own, they can tap into their parents’.

Which is why Facebook suddenly found itself in hot water. If you read or tuned in to yesterday’s blog, I jested that it wouldn’t be long before another of the Big Four tech titans would find itself newsworthy, competing against Amazon to have most mentions this semester.

That didn’t take long.

Facebook is now accused of duping kids into spending hundreds, and sometimes thousands, of their parents’ dollars on in-app games accessed through the social media giant’s portal. And because Facebook is the 800-pound gorilla in the living room, they are taking the blame for everything.

Hold on there, Mr. Prosecutor. Why should Facebook bear the brunt of this accusation? Is it really guilty of essentially aiding and abetting the highway robbery of many an unsuspecting parent?

Maybe in part, but certainly not in whole.

Compared to shopping in the old brick-and-mortar paradigm, online games are a completely different phenomenon. Whereas nagging kids in a grocery store holding up the box of sweet breakfast cereal that was conveniently placed on the bottom shelf at least give the parents an opportunity to respond, online purchases can remain undetected, especially if parents do not check their monthly credit card statements. It’s one thing to cave in and buy your kid the damn cereal; it’s quite another if you didn’t even notice it.

So how did this problem arise in the first place? Simple. Families typically bundle all of their mobile devices into one account, and, if you are like mine, there is one credit card tethered to everything...through Apple, in my case again...which handles every in-app purchase. It’s how Apple operates, and Google’s Android does similarly through its Google Play store.

Facebook is thus being accused of encouraging kids to spend money on games, and then looking the other way, because it might affect corporate revenues. This is true. There are no parental filters at the electronic cash register, and a credit card number is a credit card number. Sold! Thank you very much!

But what about the parents? They are complicit in this, because when they gave their kid a phone, they gave him or her access to their account information. That’s kind of like giving your child a credit card for which you are responsible.

And they are.

I realize I am patting myself on the back here, but I raised my kids to be responsible human beings. They know that their phone privileges are tied to me, and every time they wish to make a purchase, they need to ask me first. They also know that I monitor every incoming receipt from Apple, every line item on my monthly statement, and if they wish to continue enjoying said phone privileges, they need to just be transparent and respectful. I’m good with their requests, and never turn them down. It’s just the way things work in Family Gerlich.

So who’s to blame here? I’m willing to spread this out over both parties. Yes, Facebook knows, like all marketers do, that kids are easy prey. A smiling tiger on a breakfast cereal box is little different from an appeal to sell extra game lifes or features. The fact they made it a little too easy to spend money shows they really didn’t care very much about whose money was being spent, though. So shame on them.

But I am not willing to send Facebook to the shoreline of the Lake of Fire, because Mom and Dad need to parent-up on this, too. Teach your kids how to be responsible consumers. It’s not the job of the marketer; it’s your job. Be involved with your kids. Don’t just hand them a phone and walk away.

Just like it’s my job to say no to junk food, regulate what comes in and goes out of the house, and how their phones are used. For me to turn a deaf ear and blind eye is bad on my part, not Facebook’s, and not my kids’.

Because in this free society we call America, there are many voices calling us hither bearing money. It’s our job to be the mediator in all that.

Dr “The Buck Stops Here“ Gerlich

Listen: https://soundcloud.com/nickgerlich/would-you-like-to-play-a-game

[geekmama]

Everything

Part six of Aftermath, in which Sherlock tells Molly everything -- or actually half of everything, since there is a lot to tell. Many thanks to arianedevere on LJ/Dreamwidth for the transcripts of the show that are such an invaluable resource in writing Sherlock fanfiction. 

For a while, he lay silent in her arms. He was still tired, she knew, and heartsick on top of it, and so she just held him quietly, only occasionally moving her little finger slightly against his dark curls. It was enough, just to lie with him there, in the deep shadows-- they had left the drapes drawn against the midday sun. She wished courage and forgiveness could be conveyed through osmosis, for she had enough for the two of them, she thought, even without knowing the details that comprised his anguish. 

And maybe those qualities could, in a sense, be passed through the skin, from one being to another, for at last he moved, settling himself on the pillow facing her, just as they had been a few hours before, when dawn was breaking over London. 

She took his hand in hers, and gave him the hint of a smile. 

“You have to understand,” he finally said, his voice low but steady, “that there are many things I am only beginning to remember. Much of my childhood was largely a blank to me for many years, and what I did recall seemed remote, like the memory of a dream. But now, what with the events that took place yesterday, and some truths almost literally pried from Mycroft, I am beginning to remember. Just flashes -- but being at Musgrave last night brought much into the realm of reality. 

“We lived at Musgrave until I was eight years old. Mycroft is seven years my senior, but Eurus was only a year older than I. She… exhibited evidence of psychoses from an early age, apparently, along with the intelligence that Mycroft terms incandescent. And she was very attached to me -- and I to her, I believe. Yet, as I grew older, I formed outside friendships, as children do. Well, most children. Eurus was… unsuited to the day school where I attended. And Musgrave is quite isolated. I’m sure our parents attempted to have other children visit, but Eurus would not have been able to relate to them -- perhaps would have harmed them, in fact. I, however, formed a close friendship with another boy who lived fairly close by and went to the same school. His name was Victor Trevor, but in our play -- our adventures as pirates, during which we roved the length and breadth of the estate -- my name was Yellowbeard, and his was… Redbeard.” 

She stiffened, and Sherlock raised his eyes to hers. “I never had a dog, Molly. Victor was Redbeard, and one day, when I was too busy playing with Victor to have any time to spare for her, Eurus killed Victor by trapping him in a long-abandoned well. He was never found, and though it was suspected that my sister had caused his disappearance somehow, it was never proven, until last night, when John was trapped in the same well and found some of Victor’s bones.” 

Molly stared at Sherlock’s grief-stricken face and could not help choking, “Oh, Sherlock, how… how horrible! For him, and you, and… and everyone!” 

“Yes.” He paused as though gathering himself together once more. “I don’t remember much detail of the aftermath, just a deep sense of grief. And isolation. I… Mycroft says I was… an emotional child.  I did not return to the day school. But I was estranged from Eurus as well. It was suspected she had been behind Victor’s disappearance. There was a song she would sing, something she had made up, and the answer was in it, but neither Mycroft nor I could work out the puzzle, and Mummy and Dad thought it nonsense. They could not allow themselves to believe their beautiful little daughter a murderer, even with all the evidence that she was… other. But a month later, she set a fire in the house. It started in my room, but spread through much of the upper story, and that, and the subsequent water damage, rendered the house uninhabitable. My uncle stepped in at that time. He occupied a position in government similar to the one that Mycroft now occupies. He took Eurus away to what he assumed was a secure institution, and assisted my parents’ move to their new home -- the one you’ve apparently visited.” 

“And Musgrave is still abandoned?” Molly asked. 

“A great many repairs would have been needed to make it livable again, and my parents never had the heart for that, not after everything that had happened. Their current home is, perhaps, not as grand, but it is comfortable, as you must have seen.” 

“Oh, yes. I liked it very much. And it seems to suit them.” 

“Yes. I doubt if my parents ever considered selling the estate -- it’s been in the family for generations and, from what Mycroft says, it still brings in enough income from several leaseholders to cover the taxes. But they settled into their new home, and I began to attend a new school -- though there were difficulties. And when I began referring to Redbeard as… as a dog… a deceased family pet… they… they all thought it best to encourage that particular delusion. I had also convinced myself that I had never had a sister. And then Mycroft began teaching me that emotion -- sentiment -- was something that would only impede my ability to thrive and succeed. Very likely he thought he was telling me the truth, though whether he took his own precept to heart is another matter. He’s not as hard and cold as he would like one to believe.” 

Molly could not help the wry laughter in her voice as she said, emphatically, “No!” 

Sherlock’s eyes met hers and he smiled a little. “How,” he said in quite another voice, “have I been fortunate enough to retain your friendship -- and more than friendship -- when you can see so clearly? It makes me inclined to question your judgement, Dr. Hooper.” 

She sniffed. “My judgement, Mr. Holmes, is as sound as it ever was -- or sounder, since I am no longer blinded by your devastating good looks, or your flair for the dramatic.” 

“Not at all?” he asked, feigning dismay. 

She fought down a smirk. “Just a little, perhaps. Now go on: Mycroft is not hard and cold.” 

He sighed, but resigned himself and said, “Well, he is, of course, though much of it is an act.” He grinned when she rolled her eyes and added, “I know, I know: pot vs. kettle. But even you have to admit it’s extremely useful at times. Still, repression of emotion often backfires. I don’t excuse myself from culpability, but I believe much of my appetite for drugs at university stemmed from the painful and often discouraging effort to eliminate sentiment from my life -- not to mention the way in which said efforts isolated me from my peers long before that, which only added to the problem. 

“But, to go on: Eurus had died in a fire, as I said. I was told nothing of it, but that was the lie told to my parents, to account for the lack of a body, I presume. For she had indeed set a fire at the institution where she was being held, and there were several persons killed and injured, but my sister was not among them. So my uncle had Eurus moved, to a very secret maximum security facility off the coast: Sherrinford. It… it’s not a good place. Dreadful, in fact. But it was thought to be secure enough to hold her for the duration of her life, and moreover, as a government facility, my uncle -- and in more recent years, Mycroft -- would have easy access to Eurus, to ensure her safety and welfare, of course, but also -- and probably more importantly, knowing my uncle -- to allow them to exploit that incandescent intelligence. That’s where it was supposed to end. But obviously it did not.. We don’t know precisely how long Sherrinford has been compromised, but… well, my uncle died under suspicious circumstances over ten years ago, and I fear that many of my games with Moriarty -- or Jim, as you like to call him--” 

“I can’t call him Moriarty,” she objected, hurt at his snide tone. “It makes me sick enough to think of him as Jim!” 

“Yes, well, you were certainly ready to bite my head off for warning you about him that first time you introduced us.” 

She groaned at this dredging up of ancient history, and said tartly, “That’s because you were a bloody git -- and probably jealous, to boot!” 

“I was not!” 

She huffed, “Whatever. Go on: what about your games?” 

His amused satisfaction at ruffling her feathers died away as he got back on track. “Those games may have originated in the mind of my sister. Some of them, at least. Somewhere along the way she started demanding presents from Mycroft, in exchange for her services, such as they were, and one of those presents was five minutes, unsupervised, with Moriarty. Mycroft, intelligent as he is, had no notion what an impact that five minutes would have on all of us. And after Moriarty’s death and my eventual return from the dead, Eurus became far bolder. She has a talent for disguises and mimicry, as all three of us do, but she also has an uncanny ability to persuade. Moriarty was only one of her dupes. The whole security and administration of Sherrinford was eventually compromised, and she was able to leave and return without hindrance. It was she who created the Moriarty broadcast that saved me from exile and certain death--” 

“What?” Molly yelped, half rising on her elbow. 

“Oh,” said Sherlock. “I’d forgot I hadn’t told you about that.” 

“You mean… but you didn’t even say goodbye!” 

He stared at her, tense and suddenly barely in command of himself. But then he pulled himself together and said, eyes on her chin, “Molly, do you remember Charles Augustus Magnussen?” 

She said, quietly, “Yes, of course. You… you did kill him, then.” 

He looked up quickly, his face very pale. “You knew?” 

She said carefully, “I thought… when you didn’t come back to town right away. After Christmas. But then, after the broadcast you reappeared and… and seemed back to your usual self. Or more so. But you did kill him, then. And Mycroft couldn’t… couldn’t help?” 

“That was his way of helping. They couldn’t very well put me in prison -- I’d have been dead in a week, what with the many I’ve helped put behind bars. So he got me six months in Eastern Europe. Or at least that was his estimate. Originally he’d advised me against taking that assignment, but in light of… of Magnussen…” 

Molly bent her forehead to his and said softly, “Oh my God. It seems I have one more thing to thank Eurus for.” 

“Then you… Molly, I murdered a man. In cold blood.” 

She backed away again and looked at him solemnly. “In cold blood? You planned it in advance?” 

“W-well, no! I had another plan -- which in retrospect was fairly asinine. It hinged on betraying Mycroft, and by extension the British government, in order to obtain some papers Magnussen was using to blackmail… a client.” 

“It was Mary, wasn’t it?” Molly asked in a small voice. 

Sherlock stared. “Did she tell you?” 

“Well, not that there were any papers involved.” 

“There weren’t. He had a Mind Palace. The same memory technique I use.” 

“Oh. How.. how awful for you!” 

“I… well, yes. But… Mary told you?” 

“Yes. Not long after Rosie was born. She felt I should know something of her past, since I was to be Rosie’s godmother. She said you knew, and that it might prove important. I think she suspected that she might… might not live to see Rosie grow up.” A tear slipped from Molly’s eye, but she brushed it away, impatiently and looked straight at Sherlock. “So your plan fell apart and you couldn’t think of anything else to do?” 

“Yes!” 

“Yes,” Molly said, sadly. “She said that’s what happened to her, too. When she shot you. I… I almost couldn’t forgive her that. But you so obviously had, almost immediately. The way you helped her, and cared for her when John had virtually abandoned her -- as soon as you were able, at least. And you told me yourself that you were hoping Christmas would finally bring them together once more. So, in the end, I did forgive her.” 

Sherlock pulled her down then, into his embrace, and they clung together for long moments. Molly shed a few more tears, and she knew Sherlock was trying very hard to hold himself together. Finally, he said, unsteadily “So, you don’t think I’m a horrible old murderer?” 

She smiled, sadly. “No. I know you. But… does it haunt you?” 

“Yes. Sometimes I ask myself what I could have done differently.” 

“And do you ever give yourself a reasonable reply?” 

“No.” 

She moved a bit, and kissed him, and he responded hesitantly at first, and then not hesitantly at all. Turned them so that he was half on top of her, and she melted beneath him, opening her lips, tasting him, breathing the same air.   

But then she began to sense -- or felt, actually -- a new urgency in him, and though she could not help smiling beneath his kiss, she presently moved her mouth toward his ear and murmured, “Are you certain you have no direct experience of this?” 

It was like a dash of cold water -- a very small dash, but enough that he stopped, and gave a kind of gasping laugh. “Pretty certain, though when I was at university there were more than a few nights I don’t remember very clearly.” 

She found that her cheeks were burning, but the time for dissimulation was past. She said, “Well… of course I’m quite willing -- and indeed, anxious -- to assist you in expanding your horizons in this area. But can you finish telling me what you need to, first?”

   To be continued...

[kerahlekung]

Najib’s Silly Plan Falls Apart ...

Najib’s Silly Plan Falls Apart ....

Najib Was The Big Bad Wolf So Dangerous Even His Own Director Fled For His Life...

First, Najib Razak tried to scam the world that his partner-in-crime Jho Low had scammed him. When that didn’t quite work out, the former prime minister tried to scam the world that Nik Faisal Ariff Kamil (former CEO of SRC International) had scammed him. When that also failed, he blamed the bank for conspiring with Jho Low and Nik Faisal against him. Najib’s hotshot lawyer, Muhammad Shafee Abdullah, has basically accused everything and everyone – Jho Low (full name: Low Taek Jho), Joanna Yu, Nik Faisal Arif Kamil, Jerome Lee Tak Loong, Terrance Geh Choh Heng, Jasmine Loo, Shahrol Azral Ibrahim, Mohamed Azhar Osman Khairuddin, Ismee Ismail, Suboh Mohd Yassin, and See Yoh Peng – as the bad guys. Attorney Shafee claims – “My client (Najib Razak) does not deal with his account himself. He was misled and is a victim.” The silly plan was to paint the crooked Najib as the good guy who was misled, tricked, scammed, cheated, swindled, conned, lied, deceived, swindled, exploited, duped, hoodwinked, fooled and whatnot by a group of scammers led by Jho Low. Because fugitive Jho Low cannot be produced in court to be grilled and questioned, Najib’s defence team thought it was a super-duper brilliant idea to feign ignorance, and even stupidity. They had even read out in court excerpts which were cherry-picked from the “Billion Dollar Whale” book, as if those in the court were gullible kids who believe in magic and unicorns. The defence lawyers of Najib have also argued that Najib – former premier and finance minister – was a victim of “manipulation” and that “rogue bankers” were involved in handling his bank accounts. Yet, AmBank revealed that they had never received any complaints – not even once – from Najib about how his accounts were being managed by the bank.

  Uma Devi, AmBank Jalan Raja Chulan

Uma Devi, AmBank Jalan Raja Chulan branch manager, had testified that ex-PM Najib took no action and made no complaint from 2011 to 2015 despite irregularities in the signatures of signatories he appointed via authorisation letters to the bank. Ms Uma also confirmed that all cheques in Najib’s accounts can only be signed by him, not even Nik Faisal. Despite insisting that Najib was not a crook, but a victim, in addition to a statement from Dr Shamsul Anwar Sulaiman (former Ihsan Perdana managing director) who claimed his boss (Najib) appeared “shocked and upset” upon learning that someone had transferred money into his private accounts, the defence lawyers could not explain why did Najib happily use the “dirty money” anyway. Amusingly, for some extraordinary and weird reasons, Dr Shamsul admitted that the so-called “shocked and upset” Najib did not instruct him to lodge a report either with the police or the MACC (Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission) pertaining to the dubious fund transfers – suggesting that the former prime minister knew about the money laundering activities from the beginning. It has been established in court the money trail from SRC International to subsidiary companies Gandingan Mentari Sdn Bhd and Ihsan Perdana Sdn Bhd. A total of RM42 million from Ihsan Perdana made its way into two personal accounts of Najib between December 2014 and February 2015 – in three tranches of RM27 million, RM5 million, and RM10 million. In short, former Prime Minister cum Finance Minister Najib Razak received RM42 million from Ihsan Perdana, which in turn received the money from Gandingan Perdana, which in turned received the fund from SRC International, which in turned got the cash from KWAP Retirement Fund. This means one way or another, the despicable Najib had stolen money from KWAP.

Nik Faisal and  Jho Low - 1MDB and SRC Scandal

Hotshot lawyer Shafee also could not cook up a more convincing story why Najib Razak closed three bank accounts about a month after he transferred millions of Ringgit to other beneficiaries. It was also unexplainable why Najib, despite him being “upset and shock” over the sudden appearance of RM42 million in his accounts, had abruptly fired (former) Attorney General Abdul Gani Patail in July 2015. More damaging testimonies were revealed last week when former SRC International director Ismee Ismail exposed how Najib modified the constitution of SRC International Sdn. Bhd. at an extraordinary general meeting (EGM) to make him the “adviser emeritus” of the company – indirectly gave Mr. Najib control of the company, which was a wholly-owned subsidiary of 1Malaysia Development Berhad (1MDB). Witness Mr. Ismee also told the court that members of SRC International’s board of directors who refused to abide by minutes containing advice from Najib Razak would be sacked or asked to resign. So, it has been established that Najib, not being satisfied with holding the office of the prime minster and finance minister, had also appointed himself as the chairman of 1MDB and adviser emeritus of SRC International. Yesterday, on the 29th day trial of Najib, who is facing 7 charges of misappropriation of SRC funds totalling RM42 million, Afidah Azwa Abdul Aziz (Finance Ministry’s Strategic Investment Division deputy secretary) told the court why she had to rush the preparation of Cabinet documents to guarantee SRC International’s RM4 billion loan from retirement fund KWAP – “SRC belongs to Najib”. Afidah, the 40th prosecution witness, said when she asked her former supervisor Maliami Hamad why the Cabinet memorandum needed to be completed immediately, the response was – “It was ‘orders from above’ and this (SRC) is ‘the PM’s company’.” This means Najib, in contrary to his claim of not knowing anything, had actually maintained an iron grip on SRC International Sdn Bhd.

Ismee Ismail and Suboh Md Yassin 

The strongest proof that Najib was not only a crook caught with his hand in the cookie jar, but was also a dangerous man, came from none other than Suboh Md Yassin, a former director of SRC International. Suboh had surrendered to the Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC), and has been placed under a witness protection programme. The key witness exposed yesterday how he fled to Bangkok, Thailand, in 2015 out of fear over the scandal. Mr Suboh told the court he contacted the MACC to explain about SRC, which was under investigation by the commission. However, before he could do so, he received a phone call from an anonymous who claimed to be from the MACC, and ordered him to leave the country immediately. Mr. Suboh exposed – “I was fearful of what was happening and because Najib Razak was in power as the prime minister at that time, I did not know what would happen to me or my family. So I made the decision to run away to Bangkok with my wife for a month.” Suboh also revealed that while in Bangkok, a Thai man handed flight tickets for him and his wife to Abu Dhabi, where they stayed for about a week. He eventually returned to Malaysia, but was immediately told by Nik Faisal (former CEO of SRC International) to leave the country again after Najib lost his power in the May 2018 general election. However, Suboh said, he had decided not to run anymore. It’s quite easy to establish whether the witness really fled to Bangkok and then to Abu Dhabi before returned home. If Najib is indeed as innocent as a lamb and had been a victim, as what his lawyer Shafee would like the world to believe, why did Nik Faisal order Suboh to run away? Why did Najib empower himself as the “adviser emeritus” of SRC? Why did he not report to authorities despite being upset and shocked over strangers sending RM42 million into his accounts? Why did he even have to fire A.G. Gani Patail? Based on the testimonies so far from dozens of witnesses, it can be concluded that Najib was absolutely not a victim to a scam. Instead, he was the main decision maker of SRC International who knew every single transaction involving millions of Ringgit. And Mr. Subor knew the PM Najib was a dangerous man based the gruesome murder of Mongolian Altantuya. - FT

Does Dr Mahathir trust Anwar?

Malaysia will consider selling MAS if offer is good...

Goldman's Offer to Settle 1MDB `Little' Compared to the `Killing' It Made

Goldman Sex tried to offer RM 1 billion trying to close their "sex" scandal. 

But to Tun M their offer is not sexy enough... 😂😂😂😂😂😂 - f/bk

Antara helang dan pipit...

1. Atas sebab - sebab tertentu saya mengambil keputusan menangguhkan panghantaran/ posting artikel ini yang sepatutnya dilakukan 10 hari yang lepas.

2. Sebenarnya selepas acap kali menegur dengan harapan beliau faham dan insaf namun ia tak ubah seperti 'Menyiram Air Di Daun Keladi'.

3. Mungkin dia tidak membaca teguran2 itu, atau mungkin juga di baca, tapi oleh kerana tidak mampu memahami nya , maka tidak berguna lah teguran2 tersebut.

4. Sebenarnya kelakuan buruk beliau bukan sahaja merosakan imej sendiri tapi yang lebih penting, jika gagal dibendung ianya boleh menambah kebencian rakyat terhadap Institusi Raja itu sendiri.

5. 'Sebab Nila Setitik, Rosak Susu Sebelanga'. ‘Sebab Seekor Kerbau Membawa Lumpur, Semuanya Terpalit Kotor’.

6. Di zaman moden ini dan selepas 61 tahun Merdeka , pemikiran rakyat sudah jauh berubah.

7. Sultan dan Keluarga TIDAK boleh lagi menggangap Negara dan Negeri ini adalah hak mutlak mereka, justeru mereka boleh buat apa sahaja mengikut nafsu sendiri.

8. Tanpa rakyat maka tidak akan wujud Sultan.

9. Mengatakan seseorang Sultan itu 'berdaulat' sebenarnya adalah perkara yang sengaja diada-adakan oleh juak atau pengampu - pengampu Istana dengan harapan rakyat takut kepada Sultan, justeru mereka akan terus akur dengan apa saja yang diperintahkan .

10. Hentikan perbuatan syirik seperti pemujaan dan pemeliharaan jin.

11. Apa salahnya merendahkan diri terutama sekali kepada rakyat bawahan, bukan bersikap sombong dan bongkak seperti yang dilakukan oldh anak Sultan sekarang.

12. 'Ular Tidak Akan Hilang Bisanya Walupun Menyusur Di Akar'.

13. Komen beliau melalui Twitter terhadap seorang Menteri Pusat berhubung pakaian seluar berwarna hitam, bersamping, berbaju Melayu Teluk Belanga dan bersongkok telah mengundang beribu kritikan.

14. Apalah nak dimegahkan sangat oleh Sultan dan anak-anaknya dengan pakaian seumpama itu.

15. Apa yang dikatakan pakaian 'rasmi' keluarga diRaja Johor sehingga rakyat lain tidak boleh mengenakannya sebenarnya telah digunapakai oleh petugas dan pelayan di Istana Kedah lama sebelum Johor lagi.

16. Di kalangan masyarakat Tionghua, seluar berwarna hitam dipakai semasa menghadiri upacara kematian saja.

17. Rakyat Johor khasnya, pasti merasa hairan mengapa Sultan dan keluarga terlalu berbangga dan mendewa-dewakan pakaian ala barat, tidak seperti Sultan-Sultan yang lain yang berbangga dengan pakaian lengkap tradisi Melayu.

18. Lihat saja pada pakaian ala barat mereka semasa upacara pertabalan dan menghadiri upacara perlantikan Yang Di Pertuan Agong baru - baru ini.

19. Tidak susah dan tidak ada masalah pun jika Sultan Johor dan keluarga menukar tradisi pakaian Di Raja yang asing itu kepada tradisi Melayu. Bak kata pepatah Melayu, hendak seribu daya, tak hendak seribu dalih!

20. Apakah menjadi kesalahan jika rakyat mengenakan pakaian serupa itu; undang - undang mana yang digunakan untuk tidak boleh berpakaian begitu?

21. Kebodohan, kebiadapan dan keangkuhan budak ini lebih menyerlah lagi apabila memandang rendah, memperkecil dan membezakan diri mereka dengan rakyat biasa.

22. Tidak pernah mana-mana Sultan atau anak-anak mereka sanggup menghina rakyatnya.

23. Menggunakan istilah atau anologi 'Antara Helang dan Pipit' dengan sendirinya mewujudkan sistem kasta dalam masyarakat.

24. Jangan ulangi kezaliman Sultan Mahmood mangkat dijulang dan jangan ulangi kezaliman datuk beliau,Sultan Mahmood Iskandar sehingga Perlembagaan Negara terpaksa dipinda.

25. Sultan Johor sekarang adalah keturunan seorang rakyat biasa yang menggulingkan Sultan setelah diberi kepercayaan sebagai Temenggong atau kini bersamaan Menteri Keselamatan Dalam Negeri.

26. Temenggong Daeng Abdul Rahman setelah menggulingkan Sultan Husain dan setelah meninggal, kini giliran anak keduanya pula bernama Daeng Ibrahim ( Daeng Kecil ) merampas kuasa dari abang kandungnya se diri, Temenggong Abdullah.

27. Setelah Daeng Ibrahim meninggal dunia, anaknya pula bernama Abu Bakar diangkat sebagai Temenggong yang baru.

28. Bermula dari Abu Bakarlah ( yang juga di beri gelaran oleh British , Sir Albert Backer ) menukar gelaran dari Temenggong kepada Maharaja Johor dan akhirnya kepada Sultan Johor.

29. Selepas Abu Bakar meninggal anaknya Ibrahim ( nama yang sama dengan datuknya ) diangkat sebagai Sultan sehinggalah ke hari ini.

30. Dari gambaran yang diberi ia jelas menunjukkan Sultan Johor hari ini dan penggantinya Ismail, BUKAN dari keturunan Raja sebenar tetapi mereka adalah hasil 2 kali rampasan kuasa :

i. Rampasan Kuasa pertama - Apabila Temenggong Daeng Abdul Rahman dengan bantuan British menggulingkan Sultan Husain yang melantik beliau sebagai Temenggong.

ii. Rampasan Kuasa kedua - Apabila Temenggong Abdullah digulingkan oleh adik kandungnya sendiri bernama Ibrahim.

31. Terserahlah kepada rakyat Johor khasnya Menteri Besar dan Wakil-Wakil Rakyatnya sama ada mahu meneruskan TRADISI menyembah dan mencium tangan mereka yang kedudukannya menjadi tanda tanya.

32. Undang-undang apa yang boleh digunakan oleh pihak Istana jika sekiranya rakyat membuat keputusan memberhentikan TRADISI tersebut.

33. Bukankah Sultan ini dan anaknya ‘bermati-matian’ meminta rakyat MENOLAK Pakatan Harapan bagi menentukan UMNO/BN terus berkuasa di Johor Pilihanraya Umum yang lepas?

34. Belajarlah menghormati diri sendiri jika mahu umum menghormati kita.

35. Sebaik-baik amalan ialah seperti 'Rasmi Padi, Lagi Berisi Lagi Merendah Diri’, Bukan Seperti Lalang, ‘Terus Menegak Walaupun Kosong' ; yang akhirnya TERPAKSA ditebas juga.

36. Bak kata Mufti Perlis "Sikap Sombong dan Bongkak Pasti Akan Membawa

Kepada Kekufuran . Ia Adalah Pakaian Iblis dan Firaun”.

37. Semoga Sultan dan anaknya itu membaca dan memahami pandangan ini.

38. Saya bersedia menghadapi mereka di muka pengadilan - Mahkamah. - Tamrin Tun Ghafar

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The federal minister was at the Masjid Negara in KL and not in the state of Johore. From the picture he was not wearing the Baju Melayu Telok Belanga Johor. So why can't he wear black trousers? Is there a federal or state law prohibiting this? The Johore place dress code only applies to the royal residences, state assembly, religious and public events in Johore that are attended by the Sultan and members of the Johore royal family. It has no application nationwide. Aren't eagles becoming extinct in most parts of the world? - Gerard Lourdesamy

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