John Khoo (Sydney) enroute to the US stopped over in KL to make it for last week's vigil. He came with chocolates for this little angel (below). However this little angel must be on holiday, so the chocs were distributed to the other kids and other not so little kids. I forced my share onto an SB guy who sat beside me. He was shy at first, but eventually relented after my friendly persuasion. These guys are ok....just doing their job, yes?
John stayed back for the 12th vigil and Jim also from Sydney joined us.
YES, that's how it was at the 12th NO-TO-ISA vigil....WE HAD NO PERMISSION TO SPEAK! Yessiree, you heard it right. We NEED permission to speak. Period.
Earlier on the only entrance to the venue was on Jalan Yong Shook Lin, and entrance to it was blocked by police squad cars, cones, water-cannon truck, thus delaying my attendance by some 15 minutes. When I arrived I was informed that the minute silence was observed for the late Yam Tuan of NS. Then it was announced (without the mike, although it was set up) that since no permission was granted for the assembly, no speeches were allowed and those who felt unsafe could leave with our blessings. Dang, the holy rod of Moses that parted the sea for safe passage would not have helped because NOBODY WANTED TO LEAVE! (not even those who came with their kids).
So for the next half hour we grinned, exchange niceties, made artificial small talk whilst the Government Agents had a field day snapping away to fill their file of errant citizens. I took offense and registered my offence at a lady SB photographer until she obliged to take a shot of me, post my instruction that the photo should be a close-up minus by equtorial rotundity. She giggled goatishly when I asked her to take a profile shot.
The silence was deafening and I had to speak. I congratulated the people for staying put, I thanked them for keeping the faith with us and braving the road-blocks and barricades and I asked in no so polite manner WHERE-T-F were our MPs and Aduns when we needed them most.