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No more fooling around
But it’s that time of the year - when fake news starts to fly like, well… flies.
A sea of garbage that won’t go away
The statistics are terrifying. There are more bits of plastic in our seas than there are stars in our galaxy. Very soon, even the fish will be outnumbered. The result? Catastrophe. All because of our plastics.
New year and an air of sorrow
Two Chinese New Years saw two sad events, with the passing of sports legends. But the greater sadness was the forgetfulness of Malaysians.
It’s the Year of the Pup – and hope
Life’s a bitch. These are heartbreaking times, with so many sad stories around us. However, as the Year of the Dog prances in, we can focus on the positive and see what we can do to help make things better.
Telling the story – the true story
At the base of the National Monument is an inscription: ‘To Our Glorious Dead and the Emergency’. It honours the people – of many races and many nationalities – who died fighting for this nation.
Life is usually not so black and white
I HAD a really enlightening moment a few days ago. I was at a restaurant waiting for my fried rice “bungkus” when this vaguely familiar man waved to me. I waved back and smiled.
Let kids be kids, for their sakes
Those As are important. But they are not everything. What we need is wholesome education for all.
English medium is no small matter
The Ruler of Johor is advocating the return of English-medium schools. It’s a call that should be heeded.
Huge clean-up needed in Penang
It could have been a freak of nature, a climate change factor or just plain human greed and bad planning. Whatever the reason, hard questions need to be asked.
A deeper meaning to a festival
It’s a good time to be Indian as Deepavali looms. The goodies are forthcoming but that is not what’s really important. What we really need is to embrace the spirit of Deepavali, to let light win over darkness, to let the good in us vanquish the divisive evil.
A need for more reason along with our religion
IT was Sunday. And I was with a bunch of friends when the sirens blared. A police patrol car went whizzing past, chasing down a mat rempit. Then, it fell silent.