I don’t know the difference between an algorithm and algebra but thanks to the former, I had a laugh over the news that if one dives into the global web cloud in search of images of “idiot” one gets images of president Donald Trump.
Republican members of the House Judiciary Committee saw in this confirmation of a media conspiracy against the Twit and all that he stood for – himself.
Nope, explained Google’s chief executive Sundar Pichai, it’s just a neutral mathematical formula crunching billions of words, measuring them for relevance and popularity. Just maths, no politics.
Tagged. He was caught.
Just like the recently departed president George Bush Sr. Flags flapping at half-mast, dignitaries all in black, putting on their best glum face, slow-stepping soldiers seemingly bearing the weight of history rather than just a corpse. Cute stories were published of Bush’s sartorial signature of colourful socks.
Well, since 2003 a search for images of “miserable failure” will conjure up Bush. He has been joined recently by images of Barack Obama.
Tagged. They are caught.
With my new-found appreciation of maths, I dived into the cloud in search of images of “kleptocrat.” I would be insulting your intelligence if I were to ask you to guess whose mug popped up, with his genial “I-didn’t-know-what-was-going-on” wispy smile.
Immortality in bits and bytes. Tagged and caught for good (pun intended).
The price of infamy is a mounting sum haemorrhaging for bail, and there will be more visits to MACC for an overnight stay, more cases coming down the pipeline.
He has said he is being tested. Him and his ties to family and friends. How long can he keep tapping them for one million here, half-a-million there, before they let him know they are off on an adventure with Bear Grylls in a signal-less wilderness for a month?
Talking of wilderness, the wet of the monsoon has brought out a plague of croakers in Sabah. My apologies for affronting herpetologists, but the only good thing for frogs is to be simmered over a slow fire accompanied by rice wine and slivers of ginger.
Bonus wet dream
Former Sabah Umno chief Hajiji Mohd Noor said that the lawmakers were “leaving with a heavy heart, but a clear conscience” and that they were breaking free from old political baggage.
Purleese! The suitcases may have been become battered and scratched over 55 years, but until this year you were quite happy to tote the load. I suppose a heavy heart is lighter to carry. Just think of Rosmah Mansor and we are in excess baggage territory already
Who else is hopping along looking for a new feeding ground to shoot out his sticky tongue? Pandikar Amin Mulia, twice speaker of the House, and not chosen as a candidate by Umno in the last general election.
Lucky fella. He avoided the electoral debacle. Time to rebuild. So, at the Umno general assembly, he spoke in support of the new party president.
Pandikar (photo) summoned the spirit of Aesop and waxed lyrical about the party being a strong bundle of sticks, easily broken if sticks were to leave.
“Don’t sacrifice the party’s discipline to celebrate differences in opinion,” he said. I guess he’s changed his opinion again and is now celebrating his sacrifice of the party. He parties where he can.
How about Mohd Ariffin Ariff, the son-in-law of Musa Aman, hopping too? Enough said … about both of them.
I am going to hate the next chapter in Sabah politics. I hope it never gets written, but it will be, dictated by realpolitik. Bersatu finds the door to Sabah, closed in the last election, yawning.
A wet dream of a bonus is a possible two-thirds majority in Parliament to deal with problematic legislation. A clichéd debate topic in my secondary school years was: the end justifies the means.
I would like to oppose the motion. It is an insult to evolution. Life emerged from the seas ages ago via air-breathers which developed legs.
The New Man being genetically engineered by the government should not have to wade into the glop of a swamp and cohabit with insectivores.
THOR KAH HOONG is a veteran journalist. - Mkini
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