Andai Ku Tahu

Dear Politicians,

Go to your local music shop. Download it on Limewire. Or you can even ask me for a copy.

Listen to the song "Andai Ku Tahu" from a bunch of young men from Indonesia who call themselves Ungu.

Listen to it carefully. Every word.

Then leave your desks. Get up from that $5000 chair and go to the bank that has your secret bank account, withdraw all that illegal money you've collected for the past 23 years, including the one you just received 2 days ago from that judge and that businessman.

Take the money to the East Coast, up North, down to the slums of JB City, Balakong and San Peng. Take the money to the deep interiors of Mukah, Rompin & even right down the road off the Putrajaya Highway to the small shacks that litter the landscape from Sepang to Morib.

Once you're there, look at them in the eye. Someone's grandmother, with her deep set eyes and fidgety wrists. Smell her abandonment. Inhale it. Let it settle in your nostrils for awhile.

Just for awhile.

And after that, you can get back in your chauffeur driven S class, and head back home. Away from the destitution. Safe in your corruption. Will the pictures come out on the front page or page 3? Doesn't matter. You had your good side facing the camera just now.

I've been sitting in my office for the past 6 hours waiting for Sept 16th to happen on Sept 16th.

Should it? Or will it?

It doesn't matter. I just hope everyone's listened to the song.

If you haven't, let me know. I'll email it to ya.