When you think, the big screens had nothing to offer anymore besides those lame cartoon and animation, some onscreen adaptations of some comic or novel or some sets of trilogies, the new, biggest and probably the most inceptional idea of the century blew up all over the place and forced your mind to pick up the pieces after enjoying this mind-blowing masterpiece.
From the foundation of idea, it probably could have came from an episode of 'Heroes' in one of the 3rd season (if I'm not mistaken) displaying a fine revelation by the mind-reading cop that his gene were from his father who took the mind-reading capabilities further into creating dreams, even for the awake.
Probably Chris Nolan wanted his masterpiece to be more down to earth, more realistic, and withing reach. The power of dreams can be achievable by sedatives. And the realm of possibilities is there, it is just a matter whether one have the balls to pursue it.
He brought it further up the notch by adding up the thrill of business espionage with Leo's emotional struggle, spiced with humor here and there.
It is my firm belief that the story of love and forbidden exploration of love took the centrestage. Eventhough the scenes were few, they (the scenes, not the actress) were stripteasing sensationally till the naked truth surfaced.
The message of love is that for love to be forever, forever may not be such a good idea after all.
Probably, being such a big blockbuster, there will be a spin off of this original film in some Hongkie movie or probably a parody by the name of 'Interception' or a TV series on it. I wouldn't be surprise if the low budget directors come up with medley of wet dreams within wet dreams and probably named it as 'Incestion'.
there's always few good reasons why a doctor should love football and football betting.
My colleague brought up the unique reason why he placed the RM1000 bet in some of the WC's matches is to train up the poker-faced calmness when the team on bet conceded more goals than the number of fingers in one hand. Similarly, the calmness come when facing an obstetric emergency such as a 2nd twin with hand prolapse, making the patient dubious of the great mental tsunami in the practitioner's mind. From the first few second of mention, it does sound completely BS, but on deep thought (yes, I do that regularly at impromptu moments), he is probably right. A panicky face is always bad for the business, no matter what business you're in.
the following video also does tell a tale that no matter how much you're crazy about football, a doctor should never CROSS the line, not just literally.
P.S. No, my colleague is not the football-crazy doctor. He's a fine lad who simply been overworked and underpraised, seriously.
And, never underestimate a good complete sexual history. It can saves life.
27-year-old lady presented with persistent cough, sputum and fever for the preceding six months. Inspite of trials with antibiotics and anti-tuberculosis treatment for the preceeding four months, her symptoms did not improve.
A subsequent chest radiograph showed non-homogeneous collapse-consolidation of right upper lobe.
Videobronchoscopy revealed an inverted bag like structure in right upper lobe bronchus and rigid bronchoscopic removal with biopsy forceps confirmed the presence of a condom.
Detailed retrospective history also confirmed accidental inhalation of the condom during fellatio.[PMID Reference: 14870871]
The day I celebrated the anniversary of me coming into this world was the day the administration of my home-state came under fire, grossly being undermined.
Civil servants were largely overpaid legion in our Bolehland, except for a few who are tied down to their professional ethics to work hard and a lot of them who were gaining good pace in improving their own services. The one that I’m saluting lately would be the officers and great leaders behind the services that made preparation of MyKad and Passport a breeze and a 24-hours or less-than-a-week affair.
Traditionally, being in the civil servant is largely a comforting place to be. They run a higher risk of being suck into a black hole in space rather than being retrenched from the service or being fired, even if they are obviously in the wrong. Few years back, there is a Department solely for Promotion (Kenaikan Pangkat), meaning one either stay where they are, or go up. So, even if the quality of work is almost of equal to natural human excreta, one stay well employed with extra bucks to puff a few extra sticks.
Quality apart, their quantity of time spent on their work is often being divided between actual ‘serious’ paperwork and their twice a day ‘informal coffee break’ aptly named as morning tea and evening tea, exclusive of their formal 1 hour lunch break. Of course, I wouldn’t want to discuss about their nicotinic-nebulizing session at different frequency throughout the day in accordance to their level of addiction.
But largely, there is lot of improvement since Pak Lah and Najip cracked their whip. The agency for Promotion now also equipped with the power of Demotion. Whether or not this is a genuine move towards improvement or just another smokescreen to please the public is still questionable. Still, from my personal experience (and all the bitterness that came along with it), they are still a handful of sharp scissors in the civil service that helped me cut through the long stubborn red tape. And I hope they will always be around.
Civil servants in the State government seriously had a working dilemma in this two-party system. The life and death of civil service is under the Feds but their work is for the State.
Thus, who is the boss?
Let make it clearer. Federal government is like the owner of the business and in-charge of Human Resource Department, the major share holders. State government is like the Managing director. Save for this case, the Managing Director is not only answerable to the major share holders, but summed up their relationship as ardent enemies.
Not so clear, afterall.
Let make it clearest. The Federal Government is NOT the major share holders. The people, the rakyat, the Malaysians, the public is THE major share holders, the Feds just the temporary 4-years service Human Resource Department with its own autonomy, free from the control of Managing Director.
Hence, there is no dilemma after all. (and yes, I do get high on contradicting myself)
Civil servants should serve the public under the leadership of both the Feds and States.
Not any party.
Chief Minister is the representative of the majority of rakyat, therefore being insubordinate and downright rude to him is equally kept the people who voted him in equally pissed.
Condoning such misbehavior by the leaders from Federal Government totally defeats the aim of building up the correct work ethics in serving the rakyat.
People first? Performance Now?
P.S. A big thank you for my dearest family and all my friends for the birthday wishes... I never thought there will come a time for me not to hate spam... Thanks for spamming my facebook wall...
After a tired week, I was hoping this weekend would be a nice respite, but it was anything but. Nevertheless, to choose between being idle or productive, I chose to the latter, without any reproductive connotation.
I had some good slumber through out the night and evening, which was a luxury that I demand of in view of my busy days throughout the last few days, being an obligate caesarean sectionist by the day and pelvic ultrasonographer by night.
Honestly, I was panic a bit, in my own silence and all, when my dearest listed down some dreaded symptoms of this pregnancy – heatiness, abdominal itchiness, etc, etc and I stopped her when she mentioned ‘abdominal tightening’. Luckily, it was transient and I seriously hope it was all Braxton-Hicks, some regular sessions by the uterus to make sure when the real thing comes along, it can perform with great excellence.
I guessed I simply can’t take the baby’s room preparation at turtle speed anymore.
We went out, ordered the air-conditioner, and bought the fan and the new lights. Picking the right reliable model of air-conditioner together with the fairly-priced technician got few of our neurons well-toasted.
I was glad that my dad contacted someone to get the ceiling done as well. The old ceiling looked like it is going to crumble down at anytime.
Next week, I will be painting the room, and it’s going to be ‘pink’. My obvious rejection of this motion was denied. My wifey and son, Aedan ganged up on me.
Hope the room will be ready for the homecoming of my lovely little princess Genevieve.
