Honey, I don't need your Money

After going through Mr Whisperer blog, I feel proud of people, from all walk of life, who have worked relentlessly for Pakatan Rakyat on shoestring budget compared to public-fund spender, the B(e)N goons. Rain or shine, makan or no makan, they managed to unite majority of voters in Bukit Gantang and Bukit Selambau to bring down the extinct dinosaur of Modern Malaysia.

Yes, I am still over the moon about the people power's victory. Having read many post-mortems and analysis of the tri-elections, i wish i could tell to those who still suck up to the power-that-be: "Wake up la. People Vote, not your money".

And i came across this interesting American site - PEOPLE VOTE; MONEY DON’T

"When the Founding Fathers imagined the republic, it was government of, by, and for the PEOPLE. But these days, with the candidates spending much of their time chasing down industry MONEY, it’s become governement of, by, and for the Big Corporate Donors. We need to level the playing field; we need to free up our elected officials from their constant fundraising so they can listen to us, the voters. We need full public financing of elections. And we need candidates who will live by it and fight for it. Let’s make it about ideas and issues and voters and volunteers, again, not about the big shots and their big checks. Let’s get back to the bedrock of democracy: “People Vote. Money Don’t.”

For B(e)N(d), their money is not honey to us Anak Bangsa Malaysia. I can sense that as a result of lanslide victory for Pakatan Rakyat in the last GE, which almost brought the goons to their knees (Read: too simple a majority), people are more conscientious, they feel proud of who they are, embrace their identity with others in harmony and above all, more people agree that to have a good government, you have to send those people who are god-fearing. We are not talking about extremisism, just plainly back to basic tenet of each religion.

Let me share with Rober Frost "The Road not Taken", that rings the bell with current sentiment of Anak Bangsa Malaysia...

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference