Today, you cannot talk about Bolehland without a deep sense of despair.
Everything is shrouded in a thick fog of denials, half-truths and outright lies.
No one is taking responsibility for anything. Leaders of the nation all seem to no longer have any sense of shame left in them.
They are all seemingly out for themselves to scratch each other's back. You help me, I help you. Cash is King and nothing else matters.
While the stink of 1MDB continues to assault the nostrils, we are told not to worry.
Nobody is guilty of big time theft and larceny. There was nothing wrong with the sovereign fund. Everything done was above board. Nobody stole anything from it, never mind that 1MDB dealings have now become the subject of money laundering investigations across the globe.
While we are told that anything the looks irregular and suspicious is just misplaced perception. Bolehlanders just need to understand that donations make all the difference.
NGOs slap and threaten people and clamour for the closure of newspapers for perceived insults to race and religion, or to their political master cum patron?
Some people going missing in military style abductions and the authorities have no clues as to what happened.
The economy goes south.
Cost of living soars.
GST is crippling businesses and the long suffering rakyat alike.
But Bolehlanders are told to bersyukur, be grateful.
Eat one-Ringgit chicken (where to find these, man? Even a dead chicken costs more, no?) and eat cheap kangkung (again, where to find these, man?)
Is Bolehland a basket case?
You tell me.
I have no idea.
I do not have the luxury of time to worry, searching for one-Ringgit chicken takes great effort and time.
And the same goes for cheap kangkung.