What is Politic? (For Dummies)

Politic is around us, but who really understand what does the term politic really mean? I came through this piece of article defining and explaining politic in the simplest words one possibly could.

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politic?"

Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense,"

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said.

Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."

The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."

The little boy replies, "Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep poo."

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Unprofessional Doctor

I suffered of serious ulceration and it caused sore throat and swollen tongue. I felt only pain when I eat and bitter when I drink. In fact, this is the worst ulceration I ever get.

So I decided to go for medical consultation at government clinic. Thanks to my friend who is kind enough to send me. We reached the clinic about 10am this morning and registration took about 20 minutes. It's understandable if public service is slower than private one, so we waited patiently.

While waiting for my turn to see doctor, I noticed an extraordinary phenomenon. Let picture explains the story.

Pak Lah still the Prime Minister

I wonder if the clinic staffs are too loyal to Pak Lah or they are so outdated that they don't even notice that the outside world has already changed the prime minister?

When I went into the room, the doctor asked what's wrong with me. I cannot speak, so my friend spoke to him on behalf of me. He told the doctor I have serious sorethroat, and I feel pain even if i speak. Then the doctor checked my mouth, and my temperature. He even checked my pulse with a very traditional-chinese-medicical-hall-way by using only fingers to feel my pulse instead of stethoscope.

Then he kept quiet and started to write, putting his head on his arms like a bored school boy forced to do his homework.

Then he gave me the medical perscription and asked me to claim my medicine. Surprisingly, he gave me cough syrup! What the fuck? My friend and I had a shock because I didn't cough, I have serious ulceration, and isn't it he supposed to give me something that can serve as pain-relief, and something that kill bacteria? Then the pharmacist asked me to go consult the doctor once more, and so I did.

We went into the room again and he just changed the perscription straightly after we told him that I have ulcer. What the fuck? Where is his professionalism? Does he even give a fuck about his patients?

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