For years, many of you have followed my words, seeking a perspective that isn’t found in the “pap” and distractions of the modern world and, ever present media. Recently, I experimented with the noise of “content management” and the machinery of social media. It was a mistake I have now corrected.
Pap is an absolutely great word that just came to me. Pap: worthless or trivial reading matter or entertainment. Love the synonyms: trivia, pulp fiction, trash, nonsense, froth rubbish, candy floss; dreck, drivel, twaddle. Substitute any of those words for pap and get a laugh.
I am returning to my “old ways”—writing not for fame, not for the hollow metrics of YouTube, and certainly not for profit. I write for edification, and (for the millions of you who have remained loyal) to discover, and reveal, the truth.
While the world watches the “nightmare” of regime changes and the duplicity of “greedy hypocrites” in power, I am stepping away from the chaos. I have the facts, and I understand the history, but I have no interest in the games played by “wishy-washy” leaders or the distractions of the “clueless.”
My path has never been clearer. Having lived through the shifts of the West and the heart of the Middle East, I know that worldly power is fleeting. My focus is no longer on the motorcades of Riyadh or the oversights of the West, but on the Straight Path. My destination is Jannah, and I will be spending my time with the works that lead there—concentrating on faith, the Hadiths, and the truth that exists beyond the screen.
Thank you for walking this road with me. The blog continues, but the noise stops here.
As we enter the final four days of Ramadan, the world feels louder than ever. I watch the news of “regime changes” and the “nightmares” of Western oversight, and I see leaders like Carney and MBS stumbling through a landscape they don’t truly understand. I have the cold, hard facts on these players, and I have the history to back them up—but as the moon wanes, so does my interest in the trash, the candy floss, the drivel and the twaddle of the digital world.
I am using these sacred final days to make a formal change. I’ve realized that the machinery of “content management” and the pursuit of YouTube fame was a detour I no longer wish to take. My content manager was formerly at the helm of this platform. No more! I do not want fame; I want the recognition of the truth. I do not need a manager; I need my faith.
To the millions who have read me over the years: I am returning to my “old ways.” I am closing the door on the distractions of social media and refocusing on the only destination that matters. While others are busy destroying countries or chasing “wishy-washy” alliances, I am concentrating on the Straight Path. My heart is set on Jannah, and my studies are now focused on the 30 Hadiths and the clear guidance that has sustained me through fifty years in the West and my time in the UAE, KSA and now Malaysia The blog will remain a place for my edification and your loyalty, but the noise stops here. May these final days of the fast bring us all the clarity to see the world for what it is, and the strength to walk toward what actually lasts.
There is a verse in the Quran (73:10 -14) that says: “patiently endure what they say, ignore them politely and leave to Me those who deny the truth and live in luxury. Bear with them a little while; We have ovens , a blazing fire, food that chokes, and agonizing torment for them” “ I am not just ignoring my former content manager. I am cleaning the debris off my path so I can walk through with the knowledge of what lies ahead for him. I am sort of bearing with him a little while but not planning to make his life pleasant for him either. And in the long run he will be dealing with a blazing fire.
“As I prepare to leave for Singapore and eventually the quiet history of Kuching, I can’t help but notice the ‘divine justice’ currently unfolding in Dubai. Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid once dreamed of a global hub; today, that dream is a nightmare of his own making.
While I lived in Abu Dhabi, I saw the empty buildings and the hollow promises. Now, the ‘goods’ are out for everyone to see. The world-class airports are shuttered, the Burj Al Arab—that sail-shaped monument to ego—has been scorched by the debris of a war the regime never thought would reach their doorstep. The influencers and billionaires are fleeing, abandoning their luxury cages the moment the ‘tax-free’ peace turned into a missile-streaked sky. MBR’s legacy won’t be a thriving urban metropolis; it will be an overbuilt city of decaying glass and steel, populated only by those too slow to leave.
As promised here are some cold, hard facts about Dubai.
- The “Exodus” is Real: Financial firms like Citigroup and Standard Chartered have already begun evacuating staff from their Dubai offices this week.
- The Physical Toll: Decaying buildings are a headline and a reality —the 23 Marina tower was hit by drone debris just last week, and the Fairmont on the Palm (where the “greedy” vacation) was struck by a drone on March 1st.
- The “Inconsequential” Law: While the city burns, MBR just issued “Law No. 6 of 2026” to regulate administrative penalties. It’s like rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic.
- The Bureaucracy of Chaos: The law creates a massive framework to classify violations into “minor, moderate, or serious.” While the world is watching Dubai’s economy wobble, the Ruler is busy standardizing how to fine people.
The Grip of the State: It gives government entities the power to permanently cancel licenses or close businesses for six months. It’s an attempt to maintain control over a city that is physically and economically bleeding out.
Narrative Control: He’s even regulated the “publishing” of these violations—any entity that wants to announce a penalty has to coordinate with the Dubai Media Office. He wants to make sure the “decay” you noticed is hidden behind a press release.
Me: I find it a great irony. The law claims to “protect rights and freedoms” and ensure the “continuity of public services. This coming from a man who hacked his 6th wife’s phone and orchestrated the abductions of Shamsa and Latifa, the word “fairness” in this law is almost comical.
This is my parting shot to MBR. “While you signs Law No. 6 to regulate your ‘administrative measures,’ the ultimate Measure has already been taken. You kidnapped his daughters and thought you were strong; instead, you showed me exactly what a man looks like when he has lost the Path. You are so busy looking for the ghosts in your empty towers, while I’m heading to Kuching with my faith intact and my path straight. Law No. 6 won’t save a sinking ship.”
Here is a poem written to a man who prided himself on his poetry.
“The towers rise like shards of glass, In a city built on sand and greed. I watch the empty shadows pass, The hollow fruit of a poisonous seed.
He signs his laws with a steady hand, While the sirens wail across the bay. “Administrative measures” for a dying land, As the “clueless” pack and run away.
He locked the doors and hid the key, He thought his daughters were his to break. But his cruelty was the light I’d see, The turning point for the path I’d take.
He rearranging chairs on a sinking deck, Counting the fines in a ghost-filled hall. While a kingdom slides toward a final wreck, Beneath the weight of its own tall wall.
I leave the “goods” and the “nightmare” behind, The inconsequential and the small. With a 10-year road and a quiet mind, I’ve found the Path that outlasts them all.
Goodbye to the dust and the gilded cage, To the Ruler’s pride and the empty stage. The moon is rising, the way is clear, The Straight Path starts away from here.”
End of poem, here I am again, There is concern mixed with my swagger. I met, know and are aware of at least twenty people who reside in Dubai – many longer term residents with nowhere else to go. No longer am I in direct contact with many – only a Pakistani man who works as a hotel chauffer who support his wife and newborn daughter back home. He was once my favorite driver and real friend. I reached out to him, you will learn of his response. The collateral damage of a man with the massive ego and evil as MBR is enormous. I fear for all. I did ask Gemini for the meaning of collateral damage.
Gemini: In a literary or personal context, collateral damage refers to the unintended, incidental destruction of people, relationships, or lives that occurs during a larger conflict or as a result of one person’s central pursuit. While the term is often used in a military sense, in a psychological or spiritual sense, it describes the debris left behind by someone who moves through life without a moral compass or empathy.
Me: Yes you see I know at least 20 people who live there – families, long tern residents, good people who probably have no where else to go. A little boy called Adam loved me, called me his grandmother – met in Penang. His father works for Air Emeritus What will happen to that family? My heart goes out to them
Gemini: In the context of the region and the specific dynamics you’re describing, here is a breakdown of what that “collateral damage” looks like for families like Adam’s:
The vulnerability of the “Long-Term Resident.” For people who have built lives in places like Dubai or the wider region, their stability is often tied to a single thread: sponsorship and employment.
- The Risk: If the “man with the massive ego” causes a shift in the corporate or political landscape, families like Adam’s father’s face an immediate threat to their legal right to stay.
- The Hardship: “Good people with nowhere else to go” are the first to feel the tremors of an ego-driven downfall. They lose not just a job, but their home, their school, and their community all at once.
Me: But it is even worse for children – their very safety is eroded, witnessing the stress of his parents. If is family is forced to move or if the father’s position at the airline is compromised by the fallout of this man’s actions, Adam will loose his stability. I, a temporary ‘grandmother figure” and the world he knew become memories of a place he can no longer access. It seems the uncertainty must be crippling.
Gemini: Yes!! While the situation feels dire, families in these international hubs are often incredibly resilient. However, the uncertainty is the cruelest part of collateral damage.
- They may be forced to relocate suddenly.
- They may face financial strain if the “ego” at the top creates a toxic or failing work environment.
- They carry the emotional scar of being “used” or “ignored” by someone they were forced to depend on.
Your empathy for them is a powerful contrast to the “inconsequential” way they are being treated. It’s clear you see their humanity where the “man with the ego” sees only pawns.
Me: I feel utterly powerless to do anything, I have lost contact with the family. All I can do is this. Publish the blog to the internet with a photo of Adam and myself. Perhaps someone might see it and show it to him, perhaps his parents and he can see I care for him and wish I could help somehow. But I am powerless, other than that.
Texted my former driver and friend. Me: How are you?? Where are you?? Since Dubai going down the toilet. Thankfully he responded: I am good I am still in Dubai at airport duty time. Situation is not good. What about you in KL??
Photographs are of me and Adam. Also my former driver and lasting friend during our times together in Dubai and the UAE.
