The family went out for a rare family dinner. My brother and I normally give it a miss because dealing with a menopausing mother and a middle-age crisis father is more than either one of us can handle, much less together, but today’s was surprisingly pleasant. We were cordial towards each other and for once, the meal was actually enjoyable.
I was complaining about the effort to send the second astronaut to space. Why in the world do we need to send the second joker up? It’s wasting another
RM30million RM105Million (Thanks for the correction, Yi Liang!) of taxpayers’ money! It doesn’t help that most people in the government and in power serve themselves rather than the people who put them there.
My dad said something that I was quite surprised at.
“It now depends on your generation. The ones from mine can’t be helped.”
The question that arises is: So, what can I do?
Raise awareness? Check.
Organise rallies to protest? As recent cases will show, it doesn’t really work.
Talk about it till my face turns blue? Done.
Vote? I truly wonder how many people will show their displeasure with this measure. I know I will.
What about you?