Looking at UMNO's line up as they play musical chairs, one begs to ask the question.
I have absolutely no respect for jokers* who cannot make it on their own steam but have to hang on to daddy's coattails to get to their exalted status. Heading the list is a mama's boy whose very integrity is suspect and stinks to high heaven. O boy.
And then there are the has-beens who think we all have short memories.
That the country's leadership will be decided by 2000-odd class F contractors and their ilk sends shivers down me old timbers.
Surely we Malaysians deserve better.
* Tun Dr M's word, not mine.