Bloody Idiots

This week had been very eventful, starting from monday morning of 14 July 2008 when I got stuck for more than a hour along the Federal highway leading to the City centre. Tn Hj Jamil, my regular cab driver was late in picking me up from the house, because he was also caught up in the traffic on his way back from KLIA after sending a passenger and he thought he could pick me at the appointed time of 7.30 am on that fateful monday. When he arrived about twenty minutes late, I knew we were going into one of the worst gridlock ever experienced in this blasted city of mad hatters and endless traffic congestion which the City fathers are at a loss as how to solve this perennial problem. Some city councillors had been going all over the world trying to find solutions on the ever-growing increase in vehicles belching smoke and carbon monoxide into the city-dwellers lungs for more than half a century. The City bums who could never see the elephants just across the causeway but they could notice the germs thousands of miles in Scandanavia and the Benelux countries. These plain stupid city councillors are nothing better than parasites who just sucked the treasury dry and continue to bask in ignorance and they had nt the slightest compunction in wasting away public funds. The worst idiot who's supposed to offer the respite to KL Lites seemed totally oblivious to what's happening because he's more interested to show off his model concious wife to city socialites appearing in glossy magazines adorning the likes of " The Tatler " where princes, princess and robber barons proudly show their filthy rich lifestyles. Now with the escalating prices of petrol, the public transport vehicles are bursting to the seams, but these bloody idiots could not care less, because their ill-gotten gains will last them till Doomsday. May they turn in their graves when they go six feet under, because city slickers would most probably piss on their gravestones which are adorning the likes of Nilai Memorial Park where the State ruler used to own part of their shares when his bloody runner came to me when I was in the Ministry asking for special access from the North-South expressway without having to put up a toll-booth in what then had been turned into a closed toll system. Btw, the name of the company bears the name of a magic dragon whose land banks stretch from the Nilai memorial Park right up to the pig farms which at one time were blighted with Japanese Encaphilitis. Long live the 9 States who now had almost become bankrupt due the pirates who treated the state lands like a piece of Blackbeard the Pirates Davy Jone's locker!