Saturday, January 17, 2009

The third world rebuttal

Aaqib, signing in again.
This would largely be in response to that old geezer saying something about the price of potato's in '42 and about how the peoples vote is never properly represented in his country.

Boo Hoo. Cry me a bridge, build me a river and somersault over it with both legs tied together.

I will rebutt his glaring manifold factual faux pas one at a time :

Lance says : Well Aaqib my young dillusional friend, It is easy to gloss over the good points but it takes more strength and more integrity to point out the bad in an honest, concise rational way.

My response :  I haven't glossed over any good points. I don't really believe that the system of government where I'm from has good points to gloss over. And do you mean to say that saying that the leaders of our political parties are "unfit to run a redneck stripjoint" is not putting it in a concise, rational way ? ;)

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Lance says : But to be honest even that is rigged...... most parties candidates know they have no choice and make backroom backdoor deals involving lines of a questionable white powder to GIVE their votes to another party in exchange for a reach around some time into their term. So we vote for idiot 1 who in turn gives those votes to idiot 2 in exchange for anything he can get and then our input into what happens is over. 
My response : essentally what you are saying, unless I'm mistaken is that the party that you voted for sells the votes that he recieves (or alternately the constituition that he wins)  to another party in return for kickbacks. 
Big freakin deal, you still got to vote. Its just that you voted for a sellout. Your mistake.

In comparison here,  theres a very real chance that your vote will not even be cast.
Peoples names convenient dissapears from voting lists all the time depending on how much money the election officers had stuffed down their oily throats by greasy political-business cabals who depend on getting their preferred puppets into power. 

Registering to vote is a painful long drawn procedure that involves many days of going to different vote registration offices, arguing with half literate idiots and digging into your wallet for bribes.

Then comes election day you go to the polling booth only to find that your vote has either already been cast without your knowing it or that your name is not on the polling list.

You then elect the same jackass that robbed you blind last time without having a say in the matter.

As off the last poll, the "No Vote" feature was introduced. (this is coincidentally something only Bangladesh and Austrailia implements into their election process). But it basically means that you do not believe in any of the parties but you cast your vote just so that it cannot be misteriously cast on your behalf for someone else. Go figuere.

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Lance says : During the election stage much kissing of babies and shaking of hands is carried out, we are promised the world and in the end asked for taxes to live on the damn thing. We then move into the voting day stage, by now we have been assaulted via tv, newspapers, magazines and radios until we pretty much have no idea who stands for who and what the hell they are saying.


My response : Thats bad ? for f***'s sake, you relic, ever seen a voting rally here ? It streches for miles and miles blocking out traffic and reducing tansportation to a standstill. Just so that morons can march in a haphazard line chanting their allegiance to some other moron that got nominated by a moronic party. 
These are called "missils". Endless parading and marches mostly by people who have no feellings either way but were paid the equivalent of 50 US cents to dance and jabber in the midday heat so that the party in the banners they carry can look more impressive and "popular" on TV.
Did i remember to mention that theres a lot of morons involved ?

In the run-up to election every inch of every wall in the city is covered (illegally) with badly printed posters showing pictures of the candidates baring the most insincere fake laughs imaginable and lettred with horrifically spelled slogans.

The retards up for election break the rules they pledge to uphold in the very act of campaigning.
*me looks for facepalm emoticon*



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Lance says : Seriously he lives in a swamp, he rarely gets mail due to the crocodiles eating the postman all the time and they don't have tv over there yet from what I understand. 
Okay, seriously. Two points :

  • We tried to do something about the crocodiles but those sanctimonius bleeding hearts at the UN, Greenpeace, and PETA started screaming bloody murder about endangered species and out rage against wildlife.  Not worth the trouble mate. And what are we ? Short of postmen or something ? ^^
  • Contrary to your stereotypical redneck assumption, Bangladesh in fact does have TV. Admiitedly its TV as in singular, theres only one in the country and its black and white. And true you gotta hit it a few times to get it to work. But still . . . up yours, you impotent hick :P

Conclusion : based on both sets of blogs, I have now decided that both Austrailia and Bangladesh are badly lead. Both our political systems suckz c0ckz.

They just suck cock in different ways . . .

Wait . . . . that came out very, very wrong :S

*shudders*

Anywhos, I'm outta here.
Take care, folks.

Much wub to Sparkeeee !!!! (I wants mai present !)

- Aaqib.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Counter Strike

Hello again fellow denizens of the interwebz,

My confused Bangladeshian friend has tried to tell me his political system is worse then mine. In fact he has made a post in the last 2 days trying to explain his countries political system. After reading his, it honestly sounds as though he just needs, to put it bluntly...... to walk into his shed at the back of his house eat a teaspoon of cement powder and harden the fuck up. We have worst systems then he tried to explain in our local primary school students council.


Due to his years or to be honest lack of years, I honestly don't think he has a clue just what a bad political party actually is. His idea of a bad party is one that probably extended school hours or some rubbish. Seriously he lives in a swamp, he rarely gets mail due to the crocodiles eating the postman all the time and they don't have tv over there yet from what I understand. So I will assume he is talking about the local witch doctor or maybe even the tribal elders and shall in fact disregard his entire post as nothing more then the rantings of someone who has never in fact experienced what bad actually is.


To be honest he has tried to draw a veil of stupidity over your eyes with the following comments in his blog, and this is exactly as it is written...

[quote] Now the old person in this blog is going to talk about Aussie politics. Now, I know that he’s been around the block, seen it all, fought in ‘Nam, WW2, War of the Roses, Boer War, Crusades and what not and lost a few nuts along the way.

 

Thing is, what the hell do Aussies have to complain about. They got it made, for goodness sake.

They get unemployment benefits, they got old peoples homes and hell, they even get money for having children (admittedly they usually spend that money getting wide screen TVs). 

Chalk all negatives Lance comes up with to senior citizen cranky-ness. [/quote]


Well Aaqib my young dillusional friend, It is easy to gloss over the good points but it takes more strength and more integrity to point out the bad in an honest, concise rational way.

I could sit here for hours and ramble about the shortcomings of our whole political structure that some continue to try and tell us is purely democratic. We have only one vote and one say in our countries politics and that is when we decide which idiot is the lesser threat to our own welfare and then we cross our fingers, our eyebrows and other various body parts and vote the idiot in. But to be honest even that is rigged...... most parties candidates know they have no choice and make backroom backdoor deals involving lines of a questionable white powder to GIVE their votes to another party in exchange for a reach around some time into their term. So we vote for idiot 1 who in turn gives those votes to idiot 2 in exchange for anything he can get and then our input into what happens is over. 

During the election stage much kissing of babies and shaking of hands is carried out, we are promised the world and in the end asked for taxes to live on the damn thing. We then move into the voting day stage, by now we have been assaulted via tv, newspapers, magazines and radios until we pretty much have no idea who stands for who and what the hell they are saying.

Once voting is over we all stand around with our pants around our ankles not knowing by who, but sure we just got screwed without even a thank you. 

I will write more later but for now I feel totally dejected about our current political system and need to go kick a few dogs so I feel better...

Till next time,
Lance

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Winds of change

Hello again fellow denizens of the interwebz,

Ok I have written this once before so I will try and stay true to what I originally wrote but time changes perceptions and ideals so it may slightly differ yet the essence will always remain the same. The two norwegians that Aaqib keep referring to are both very intelligent and one has a way of expressing herself through her blog that does surprise me to be honest. This entry is sort of in answer to part of her latest update. 


I look at how people impact upon me the same as I look upon the ocean. I know that makes no sense so let me explain.......

We are all adrift on the ocean of life, we gently and serenly float our way towards a horizon full of promise unsure as to what adventure lays ahead. Along the way we encounter other kindred souls floating along on their own destinies. As we pass by these people we are then opened to a few outcomes depending upon how they touch our existance.

Some cross our paths with only the slightest ripple, causing us to gently rock as they pass with nothing more then a gentle breeze upon our face. We may not ever know them as friends but we are better people for having met them.

Others bump into us they make us stop and at times they change our course begging us to take a different route. Will we stay faithful to who we are ? Or is this what we have always wanted what we have always needed to make us complete to soothe our inner soul. Is this the reason we are adrift ? To find a companion to accompany us on the great voyage we call life ?

Occasionally on the journey we see others in the distance and they are noticable as we at once know that they will disrupt us, cause us to flounder, ask us to question our beliefs, the things that make us who we are. To me they are noticable by the rain and storms on the horizon, the sea angry and it's rage is evident by the way the water froths and boils, the waves reaching for us wanting to drag us down, embroil us with it's hate. Some of us are drawn to these people whether it is to try and save them to in turn save themselves, others will steer a course away from them, always mindful of their presence. 

So my friends if you are one whol will gently rock me along this journey of life, if you are one who will help protect me from the storms or even one who will offer me assistance if I appear lost, then I welcome your gentle rocking I welcome the sun youbring to my journey. If nothing else I wish you good sailing and may the waters of your life always be calm and may the horizon always be a place of wonder and excitement.

Till next time,

Lance

Politics - and things about this and that . . .

Greetings people, 

Aaqib here to waste your time. Again =P

Ah . . .  politics. Or more specifically politicians screwing our countries over.

 

Now Bangladesh has won the award of the world’s most corrupt national government 5 times in a row. Details available at : http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/4353334.stm.

 

Fact : We have a crappy government lead by crappy leaders. 

 

I mean honestly, the main purpose of the nations politicians (over here anywhos) is to steal as much money as possible and horde it in foreign banks during the 5 years in which they remain in power, Because, when the next election comes around, they’re going to be voted out of power by the disgruntled electorate who aren’t too happy at the way they’ve been ripped off.

 

Then it’s the new government’s turn to make as much profit as they can at the expense of the taxpayer and the common citizen. Then they get voted out of power.

 

Rinse and repeat. In these parts we call it the cycle of life =P

 

Lets analyze the components of Bangladeshi politics.

 

Most of the electorate will vote for one of two parties.

BNP or Awami League.

 

They’re both shite. J

Part of the reason why they’re shite is because they’re each lead by a hapless woman.

Now before all you feminists start throwing  angry beavers at me, I’d like to say I support woman’s emancipation just as much as the next person (which ironically means I also oppose it as much as the next person ;-)).

 

Its just how those women got in power and the reasons behind it.

 

The Bangladesh Nationalist Party (BNP) is lead by the obese Khaleda Zia. She is the leader of that party because her husband, a former president/military dictator who got assassinated, was the founder of the party. Khaleda herself is barely educated. She didn’t even pass 8th grade.

 

The Awami League is lead by (slightly less obese) Sheikh Hasina. She was given the reigns of that party because her father, Sheikh Mujibur Rahman, was the first president of an independent Bangladesh.

 

I mean, both broads got their positions in the hierarchy because of their past connections to dead guys. That’s exactly the opposite of what emancipation tries to achieve isn’t it ?

 

Little to say, they are, between them, unfit to run a redneck strip joint. Let alone a country.

 

Then there’s Jamaat-e-Islami. The “Islamic” party. (use that term loosely most actual muslims think Jamaat are retarded). They are bearded monkeys thumbing their beads praying for 72 boy virgins and what not.

The lowest rung of a dirty political hierarchy, Jamaat are generally treated as being sub human because they want Bangladesh to go back to being part of Pakistan *spits* (btw, you should probably know I have some serious hate issues where the Pakis are concerned).

 

There’s others involved in the mess. A ex dictator with 6 marriages and 8 years in prison. A bunch of independents nobody ever cared about, etc.

But essentially its either the BNP or Awami League (and their varied coalitions) being voted in and out of power.

 

Now the old person in this blog is going to talk about Aussie politics.  Now, I know that he’s been around the block, seen it all, fought in ‘Nam, WW2, War of the Roses, Boer War, Crusades and what not and lost a few nuts along the way.

 

Thing is, what the hell do Aussies have to complain about. They got it made, for goodness sake.

They get unemployment benefits, they got old peoples homes and hell, they even get money for having children (admittedly they usually spend that money getting wide screen TVs). 

Chalk all negatives Lance comes up with to senior citizen cranky-ness.

 Hope you enjoyed that veritable block of tl;dr.

See you all soon.

 - Aaqib.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

The other half of the lulz and randomness. . .

Herrow there,  folks and dudettes on the intertubes.

I am . . . well I'm many things most of which would bore you and some of you which disturb you. Others will prbably make you doubt my sanity.

But for your needs and purposes I'm a 19 year old Bangali (or Bangladeshian as that Aussie old timer has a habit of saying).
Im posting here because :

  • We are bored
  • We making a better blog than a couple of Norwegian girls we spam a skype chat with
Now onto the meat and potaoes of this blog.

As lance has taken the liberty to say. He is Austrailian and makes up for his genetic defects by having a quirky sense of humour and cynical outlook that comes with his age ;)

As opposed to me being much younger, living in my swamp mansion (admittedly the web speed leaves somethings to be desired) and utterly spoilt. I also write political satire but thats a different story.

We mostly knew each other over a online game about killing idiots and then making fun of them. As fate would have it, we are both proficient at that paticular task :P 

And now to prove that we're better bloggers than certain girls from Snoreway we will pester you all and hopefully split some sides and have a blast doing it.

Do not expect linear logic from this blog. We mostly have vastly different views on most things and are quick to air our differences . . . very very graphically.

Till the next time  . . . .

- Aaqib 
 

Wait ...... wut ........ why are we here again ?

Greeting fellow denizens of the interwebz,

Welcome to the home of the most weird pair of clowns you will ever find. We are two people, one in Australia and one in Bangladesh. We have differing views on alot of things and believe in arguing about them at every chance we can get. Usually I am right (Aussie) and he is wrong. This will be our way of keeping score on just who is in front and who really does suck.

So a little bit about us .....

Lance - Aussie, covered in tatts and piercings, and I look at the world in a jaded way.

Aaqib - Bangladeshian, lives in a swamp and has the suckiest internet I have ever seen.

We both have access to this account so who writes what will be interesting to see and to read. Either way expect lots of bickering lots of arguing and alot of laughs along the way.

Till next time,

Lance