Baby P

From The Sun UK

Did you hear about the Baby P news? I can't help but feel sad reading the story.
It's about a 17-month old boy who was ill-treated by his mother and the mother's boyfriend until the boy died of multiple injuries.
The whole thing is kinda big in UK right now, as millions of people have voiced out their sympathy towards the boy's life, and fury towards his so-called guardians.


Look at the boy, he's so cute isn't he?
The boy lives with his mother, and the mother's boyfriend. The thing is, the two animals treated the boy like a dog. They would scold him, beat him, and abuse him. For God's sake, the boy is not even 2 years old yet, but he is treated really bad.

When first noticed by the authorities and the staffs of the clinic about the bruises and wounds found at the boy, the mother would simply cover up and said that the boy is very active, always playing around and injuring himself. Sick, isn't it?

When the social service came to their apartment, and saw the mess it was in, they decided to let Baby P be put under the care of a family friend, while investigating the couple. But a few months later, no real evidence could be found, and no charge was made. So, the boy is allowed to go back home.

The couple were then allocated with a social worker and a health visitor, to monitor the situation. And yet the violence continues to worsen. It was said that the social workers saw black eyes, swelling and bruises all over the boy. And when a worker came for a pre-meeting with the mother, the mother covered the bruises with chocolates, saying the boy is eating chocolates at that time.



A few days later, the boy is brought to a hospital over concerns about his well-being. The doctor did not find anything amiss. And the doctor is dead wrong. The boy actually had a broken rib and a broken back! How the hell could the doctor miss that?

Two days later, the boy died after being punched in the face so hard until he swallowed his own teeth. What a cruel, cruel end to his life. How could anyone harm a child that age?

This kind of thing happens. But it surely can be prevented. Just look at how many times the social workers came and visit the boy and all. And the doctor too. How the hell could a bloody doctor said that the boy was fine, while the boy is suffering from a broken back and rib? The doctor gave an excuse, saying the boy was cranky that time. WTF?

The main culprit is of course the mother. She is one evil bitch i tell you. That is one thing, but the people in the surroundings could have done something to prevent it from happening. That shows how the society never gives a shit about their surroundings. And also the so-called experts doing their job.

Tributes at the North London Cemetery

Poor, poor Baby P.
RIP.

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Kasi Can la..

Where do you usually go for your buka puasa?
Do you break fast at home eating home-cooked food, buy from the bazaar Ramadhan, or do you eat out? I'm sure the first two options are the most common ones, as it's not everyday that you eat out right? Unless you don't have a home or you have so much money to spend, then that's fine lah.

I'm sure that you have buka puasa outside at least once this Ramadhan. Yes, it's nice sometimes to eat out. At the mall, or maybe some warung or even a hotel, right? But, with it comes a price. No, not the price of the meal. What i actually mean is the things that you have to go through just to buka puasa outside.

Sometimes, i think that it's better to eat at home, or just buy things from the pasar, rather than going through a lot of hassle just to buka puasa outside. Why?

• You need to go out early.
• You'll somehow get yourself stuck in the jam.
• You have to queue to eat.
• You have to be quick so that you can get a table (and also seats).
  
• You have to sit at the restaurant and wait for about an hour before buka.
• The place is just too crowded.

And the list goes on.

Yesterday, i went to Midvalley to break my fast there. A friend wanted to belanja me and my friends Pizza Hut, so we all gladly agreed. We reached there around 6.20 pm, and the queue is already miles long. Since a friend is paying, nobody is complaining. heheh. So, when our turn came, the waitress took our orders first and said that we will be given a table after this group of Indians leave. Okay, i thought, i don't mind. What's the purpose of staring at your food for 40 minutes anyway?

So, we waited and we waited. And we waited forever. This group is taking their bloody sweet time to eat, and drink, and wait for some other friends and bla bla bla. What the hell, it's already 6.50 pm and their pizza is untouched. To say that they are fasting is ridiculous, because they are happily drinking their colas and munching on their breadsticks.

I'm hungry, i'm thirsty, and i'm not guaranteed a seat, while watching my supposed-to-be seats being seated by this group, who is also taking all the time in the world to finish their meals. So, i decided to ask the waitress, are they leaving or not? The stupid waitress talks to another waitress, who in turn talks to another waiter, and they discussed among themselves for a bit and came back to me. By this time, i was furious.

Sorry la, kita tak boleh nak buat apa.

Fine, go to hell then. It's already 7 pm. I'm not waiting. And hell no i ain't gonna watch people break their fast in front of me and my friends while we are standing there and waiting like cows. So, we left Pizza Hut and went to Burger King instead. Too bad for Pizza Hut, as they already took our orders. Wether the order is already processed or not at that time, i don't give a shit. Serves you right.

Actually, it's not really the Pizza Hut's mistake. And hell no it's not mine either. The one who is to blame here is actually that group of Indians. Come on la, you know that during that time, Muslims break their fast. You know that anywhere in the mall it's gonna be packed, and the queue will be long.

So, why don't you eat some other time instead? You have all the time in the world to eat, why must you eat at that time? What, you want to feel the excitement of buka puasa, too? Don't give me bullshits.

The same thing applies to my college's warung. Whenever i feel lazy to go out and buy stuffs, and when the food in the dewan makan is so damn lousy, i would just go to the warung to buka puasa. And again, during that time, all the Chinese/Indian/Somalian will want to eat there. Kasi can la, people. It's not that we are prohibiting you from eating (we are the one's who are prohibited), it's just that we need to be given the priorities.

You can always eat at 6 pm or maybe around 8 pm, before or after the buka puasa. Not DURING the buka puasa. They even have the guts to complain that the warung's service is slow! You can eat anytime during the day, right? A little respect please?! If only i can tell each and everyone of them and get it in their thick skulls. It would be nicer if restaurants put up a notice saying:

"Priorities will be given to Muslims who are breaking their fast"

But then again, this will NEVER happen. Why? Either the owner of the restaurant does not have the balls to do it (because it might spark some negative/sensitive issues), or they just couldn't care less. Who cares about who eats what and when, all i know is that i will be making lots of profits!

So, there's really nothing that we could do, huh? All we can do is just fight to get a seat, or be a dumbass and watch them eat.


The conclusion? Eat at home. Save your time. Save your energy. Save your money.
And save the swearing for something/someone else.

Oh and by the way, the friend who wanted to belanja the pizza did not belanja the Burger King. So, we had to belanja ourselves.
All the more reason to be pissed off.

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