Pope Francis message to all, this Christmas Day.

VATICAN CITY: Pope Francis said on Saturday (Dec 24) that Christmas had been "taken hostage" by dazzling materialism that puts God in the shadows and blinds many .

The fragile simplicity of a small newborn, the meekness of where he lies, the tender affection of the swaddling clothes. God is there." Pope Francis  message of Christmas was humility, simplicity and mystery.

"Jesus was born rejected by some and regarded by many others with indifference," he said.

"Today also the same indifference can exist, when Christmas becomes a feast where the protagonists are ourselves, rather than Jesus; when the lights of commerce cast the light of God into the shadows; when we are concerned for gifts, but cold toward those who are marginalised."

In this local context, not one word was mentioned about Desmond G from Bali. He was identified and dragged through the mud and  unable to respond .Generally ,blogging about aircrew and their incidents past of losses of loved ones and doing strange rituals on hotel room are considered gossipy and tastless. Would anyone else would have done  the same if it happens to them ?. Enough time given by the Co to grieve ? Don't make judgments on acts done on grieving and how they manage their grieves.. And recycling past acts and sex etc, just to titilate and attracts eyeballs at other expenses. Does it help them to feels  better or change for the good. No social or redeeming factors were seen .Even a camel can go pass through the eye of a needle, how can one arrive in a blaze of glory to Kingdom of God

The Pope then added in unscripted remarks: "This worldliness has taken Christmas hostage. It needs to be freed." 

Desmond G from Bali Laments

Hi friends and all ,here I am
In Bali ,not on the beach
my wish but in Central Denpasar
They called   Lapas Korobakan,translate
Into Hell place ,takes the life out of you
A cold and snowy white Christmas for you
And for me a brown wall seasons here,
Days in days out ,washing the place up.
And have my daily prison fare ,not gourmet
Star but only so ,a bit muchy, lot of veg
I really miss my days in the Sun
Walk the streets of Singapore
And saviour the smell and sound
A cup of coffee and toast
Lunch time head to court for roast
Duck, and char siew and fish soup
In the evening a jug of beer
By the stately Singapore River
Watch the tourist go by
Count the stars in the sky
Not here in Bali Hai
I miss the shopping in Orchard
Especially in Christmas time
It's ablaze with neons and glory
All in red ,white and musical chime
I am still here in Bali doing time
A season for giving and forgiving
Will I be branded when I am home
The music still on my mind
Bright shining trinkets and Santa's
HO HO HO ,I could only imagine
And as you go to church ask
The father to pray for me
As any family would do
A blessings would reached me
Calm my heart and says I am
Remembere as that Guy in Bali.
Extended stay .Not good bye.
For now.

Desmond Rap updated Christmas Cheers/24Dec2016

Anonymous11/10/16

Desmond Rap.
Hi there everybody ,I am Desmond
In short call me Des.But then for long
Call me lor,will you sent me mail.
Send RSVP I cannot reply.
On the phone no line since July
Now you see me all over the big TV
Tied up bad shackled and masked
Some already say I got Bette Davis eye
Come man I am Already in horse shit
Still want to stir it ,more is it
I want to lie by the white sand of Bali
Rubbed  my aches away, a long tall Dane
On my right, on the white sand I lay,
But the spoiler as you can see on TV
Now what I will face  I cannot say
Grease left grease right ,it's a whole Nike corp.
Do-it ,Pay here, Knn you think I print money.
But you there can you hear my scream.
Dressed like that, given a choice , I rather be
In my best in my Abercombie and Fitch.
Walk the whole Street of London.
Stopped over in Bayswater for my fav duck
Or have a demi tasse on the sidewalk in Paris
Take a tour by the River Seine,on the canal
Where lovers dwells and proclaim love
By the canal and a glass of red wine
And a foot long baquettes, and cheese
 And Gawk up at the Eiffel Towel,
Will love be found higher than that
Marvel at the Pyramid, pose with the Sphink
Or Walk with the Stars in LA
And put my hand on the print
Of the stars who come before
Climb the great wall of China
These are my play grounds, you know
Now it's gonna be a minimum five
If you drink in a pub, raise the glass.
A drink for you ,gurgle down
You can still buy me a drink.
Give me five ,or give me Change
Tell it's for Des, now Desperate
In the place they call Bali Hai
In the future do you think I can play Baddy.
Mentored by C. Lee
Then love by my girl
Then then have a family
Don't forget where I came from
If only I could press reset,
I shall be like you there, in front of tv
But alas, here I am currently, Oversea,
Extended stay no need reservation ,
Things not looking good for me
Wish I could say where , with pride
I come from a place call Singapore
I little teeny weeny red dot. where I was born
Your can sent me a card, from the heart
You know me all, my name splash on BT blog.
I will feel better if you pray for me
Or say what happen to Desmond G in Bali
I need friends more than ever, Not a fan club
Only in your thoughts, friends and all,
It going to be a white Christmas ,Jingle Bells for you
All I dream for this Christmas is what you wish
Current situation does not change for me,
Four walls and the compound, the days in
And only relieve by the night to dream
This Christmas sent me a card,
Sent it to me Via Station Man in Bali.
Then I can do the Elvis Presley.
My favourite the Jailhouse rock.
Tell  Ma I should be OK,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
I shall be fine,I shall be out in five,
A better stronger shoulder , tanned
And the first battle of my life
My second is when I am free,
Will you take me back, as a normal man ?.
What cannot kills me make stronger,
I am losing friends like a downpour
Left and right, friends going down the
Rabbit holes , Sure you are comfy ?
I will update as and when I can
Otherwise , my friends and all
Au Revoir not a Goodbye
Yours faithfully, Desmond G from Bali

Desmond Rap ,for the Crew held in Bali since July

Anonymous11/10/16

Desmond Rap.
Hi there everybody ,I am Desmond
In short call me Des.But then for long
Call me lor,will you sent me mail.
Send RSVP I cannot reply.
On the phone no line since July
Now you see me all over the big TV
Tied up bad shackled and masked
Some already say I got Bette Davis eye
Come man I am Already in horse shit
Still want to stir it ,more is it
I want to lie by the white sand of Bali
Rubbed  my aches away, a long tall Dane
On my right, on the white sand I lay,
But the spoiler as you can see on TV
Now what I will face  I cannot say
Grease left grease right ,it's a whole Nike corp.
Do-it ,Pay here, Knn you think I print money.
But you there can you hear my scream.
Dressed like that, given a choice , I rather be
In my best in my Abercombie and Fitch.
Walk the whole Street of London.
Stopped over in Bayswater for my fav duck
Or have a demi tasse on the sidewalk in Paris
Take a tour by the River Seine,on the canal
Where lovers dwells and proclaim love
By the canal and a glass of red wine
And a foot long baquettes, and cheese
 And Gawk up at the Eiffel Towel,
Will love be found higher than that
Marvel at the Pyramid, pose with the Sphink
Or Walk with the Stars in LA
And put my hand on the print
Of the stars who come before
Climb the great wall of China
These are my play grounds, you know
Now it's gonna be a minimum five
If you drink in a pub, raise the glass.
A drink for you ,gurgle down
You can still buy me a drink.
Give me five ,or give me Change
Tell it's for Des, now Desperate
In the place they call Bali Hai
In the future do you think I can play Baddy.
Mentored by C. Lee
Then love by my girl
Then then have a family
Don't forget where I came from
If only I could press reset,
I shall be like you there, in front of tv
But alas, here I am currently, Oversea,
Extended stay no need reservation ,
Things not looking good for me
Wish I could say where , with pride
I come from a place call Singapore
I little teeny weeny red dot. where I was born
Your can sent me a card, from the heart
You know me all, my name splash on BT blog.
I will feel better if you pray for me
Or say what happen to Desmond G in Bali
I need friends more than ever, Not a fan club
Only in your thoughts, friends and all,
It going to be a white Christmas ,Jingle Bells for you
All I dream for this Christmas is what you wish
Current situation does not change for me,
Four walls and the compound, the days in
And only relieve by the night to dream
This Christmas sent me a card,
Sent it to me Via Station Man in Bali.
Then I can do the Elvis Presley.
My favourite the Jailhouse rock.
Tell  Ma I should be OK,
Wipe the tears from your eyes,
I shall be fine,I shall be out in five,
A better stronger shoulder , tanned
And the first battle of my life
My second is when I am free,
Will you take me back, as a normal man ?.
What cannot kills me make stronger,
I am losing friends like a downpour
Left and right, friends going down the
Rabbit holes , Sure you are comfy ?
I will update as and when I can
Otherwise , my friends and all
Au Revoir not a Goodbye
Yours faithfully, Desmond G from Bali

Trump's adviser a 'Death by China' author for trade.

 Peter Navarro, an economist hardliner who authored the above was pick, to head a newly National Trade Council.The news as usual by the maverick Prez of USA. The  Big Guns of Navarrone will change Middle Kingdom to Muddle Kingdom ? With a big chunk of US Bonds on its arsenal, China will win more  when it's goes up .Witness the pivots of Pinoy Punisher land and 1MDB. All players win big and got what it wanted,to the tune of Billions.

After Brexit and all sorts of shocks the world had seen ,WW2 and the Tsunamis around the world, what the we need is more shocks to calm us with yet another, world shaking fellas and he is not friendly, more like fiendly to China.

In the company of Trumpeism, he is a visionary or a viciousnary ,to shrink  deficits,  with devious trade policies to bring back the jobs.

Expect high tariff ,or worse terrifying to hit Mexico and China. Friends and foes, near and far,Trump and his advisers get his man, much like the Mounties.

Navarro was not endorsed by his peers ,described as magical thinking ,praise for 'clarity' by friends . His ideas include more engagement with Renegrate Taiwan and submarines development.Thus a new Game was invented ,after the Games of Thrones, 'Pokopanda' a game  set in South China Seas. Players willing ,or unwilling, unwittingly involves passby,flyby ,ship by ,fishby using all means including oil rigs,roughly based on nine dash line,as set down by the greatest power in the East . The rules are simple,  Admin will default to historical records. Players can pivot to it for advantage, including free credits and billions lifelines. But a poke to the Panda's eye means losing .An enraged  Panda teeth can bite through bamboo the "steel " of nature.The hug is unbearable for most.

As a nonclaimant in the ,Republic of Singland  welcomes all and any solutions, the Foreign Policy based on the Bamboo ,plant which is which way the winds blow,much like the Swiss Chapter. It is expected that TPP ,NAFTA will be sacrifice in the Altar of jobs for USA or bust. The world should start to be afraid, very afraid, but the rise of the US against other currency is charting a new path,we must welcome 2017 ,the Rooster years, a splendid Cockerel or just a shadow of Cock and Bull Chapter .

Does an Airlines needs animal sacrifice for luck inflight ?

After a carrier turboprop plane hit the mountainside ,it went into sacrificing a goat. In these age of power and thrust, engines and lift,does it really work.? Try to ask the CEO , he just quit.A study by an airline risk manager found "near-misses" , which means a trying crew with all parts not going the same way.Look like we need to depend on the wind beneath the wings and a prayers in what ever language.

Car catastrophic crashes captured on CCTV.

Monday on the road to Tuas checkpoint, a Mercedes driven by 53 year man and on board his teenage son drove against traffic and injures 4 killing a Vios driver after tossing the car like tenpins in a bowling alley.Aye the jammed pack traffic to 2nd link with highest view on a highway to the long road north. It's was reported that the driver suddenly make a U turn on the road and gasp !against senses floored the pedal, at speed up to 120 kilometres, knocking down motorcycle and riders .The tiny Vios hit full frontal and fatally the driver. Most had a little time to react and to safe self and split second decision moves that would cause emotional and psychological scars for a long time. Probably a suit to seize the property and from the insurers for the loss of life ,of loss of future earnings and so on.We need a strong laws similar to drink driving law that so strict overseas, with the vast experience and body count of traffic disasters. This is to prevent it from using vehicles as a form of mass destruction of lives. No one can  defend such nefarious acts, this is not a realty show or a disaster movies. When the case goes to court, there will be media frenzy ,and unfortunately details will be known and tears be shed.