2pm update ... "What's to fear? Let me speak up." "Nak takut apa? Bagilah peluang saya cakap."
In London, Dr M said he was barred from addressing Malaysian students there. But this morning the crowd urged him on. "Hidup Mahathir!" "Depa dah penin, Tun!" "Hidup Malaysia" "Cakap Tun, cakap! We will listen to you!"
RPK of Malaysia Today brought along 1,500 copies of the Mencari Kebenaran DVD of the former PM's famous dialogue at the Kelab Century Paradise on June 24.
"We gave out all of them this morning," he said.
"I didn.t get a copy," someone said. "Ada lagi bro?"
"Sorry mate .. but there you are!" RPK said. Of course, some papers will not report the correct numbers, he added.
In view of the size of the crowd, the airport authorities could not let them into the Bunga Mawar terminal. Dr M had to meet the people at the car park outside the entrance. He addressed them out of the sunroof of a battered Mitsubishi Pajero without even a bullhorn.
But he took the bull by the horns, alright.
"Just answer my questions, no need to publish a booklet. Declassify those letters that say Malaysia offered sand to Singapore. Why declassify my letters. My letters don't say anything and they have been declassified by Singapore a long time ago.
"Apa nak takot. Jawab sajalah ..."
When Abdullah Ahmad Badawi came home from his vacation in Australia the other day, some 5,000 people were there to show their support for the Prime Minister, or so claimed some newspapers (and some newspapers can't even get its own circulation numbers right).
Of course, Dr M can't expect as many people to be at the welcome-home reception, if there is one (Gen-M says there is one).
More than a hundred would be news; he ain't the PM anymore, y'know.
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