TODAY I would like to tell you about a man and his typewriter. Yes, of course there are more pressing issues before us all. But I have nothing clever or more insightful to add to the many eloquent, intelligent analyses and criticisms on what’s going on, whether it’s the lingering pandemic, massive floods, spiralling food prices, the never-ending political shenanigans and the increasingly awful stench of corruption emanating from that arena of jokers.

IT’S my birthday today! I am just a year short of the age in that cheerful Beatles song about growing old, When I’m 64.

EVERY time the list comes out, I cringe. Not in embarrassment but in extreme frustration and annoyance.

THE United States is off my travel bucket list. I used to love visiting the country but I now put it on the same level as Yemen and Afghanistan. It’s too dangerous.

JUST two weeks ago, I was feeling fine. If you caught my last column, I said I was in a celebratory mood. Well, my feel-good mood has evaporated. Instead, I feel vexed, anxious and unsettled over so many things.

Two Malaysians are basking in the limelight, one with a critically acclaimed movie, the other with a sellout tour in North America.

IF only she had a dashcam installed in her car. That way, Sam Ke Ting would have been able to prove her innocence in the terrible accident that happened in Johor Baru at 3.20am on Feb 18, 2017.

The distance was short but the planning was long and arduous.

Even when it’s no longer mandatory, it will remain an essential accessory for me.

Every other Malaysian adult is overweight and if we don’t act, this could be a worse health crisis than Covid-19.

Our overindulgence in this petroleum by-product comes with a planet-size price tag; we really need to cut down on single-use plastic and ban the bottle!

IF ever there are awards for government departments for the most trustworthy, most efficient and most friendly, my vote for all three will go to... drum roll, please... the Employees’ Provident Fund.