Photos: Penang Second Bridge Ramp Collapsed, 1 Dead, 3 Injured

Scene of the Second Penang Bridge ramp collapse.- Gary Chen/The Star - 7 June, 2013
Scene of the Second Penang Bridge ramp collapse.- Gary Chen/The Star – 7 June, 2013

The ramp to the Penang Second Bridge which is still under construction collapsed yesterday evening at about 7:15pm at Lebuhraya  Tun Dr Lim Chong Eu in Batu Maung, Penang.

At least one person was killed and three others were injured in the incident.

It is reported that a search camera has detected an unmoving arm in a white Perodua Kelisa lying crushed under tons of concrete and steel.

Berita Harian said that it took a long time to pull out the victim in the Kelisa because the car was trapped under steels and concrete that was estimated to weigh about 300 ton so it needed special machineries and proper plans as not to cause more disaster.

It was reported that the rescuers may be able to free the body this evening.

The Star reported that, “the car plate number with some digits missing is ‘PF?347?’ “

The authorities are still investigating the cause of the disaster.

I am sad and sorry for the victims, their families and friends.

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EXCLUSIVE FROM LAHAD DATU: ‘My Comrades Were Slaughtered’

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On March 11, 2013, I posted an article from the New Straits Times (NST) – LAHAD DATU: ‘I Saw His Face As He Fell’ about what NST wrote as “ANGER AND SADNESS: VAT 69 commandos relive the nightmare of seeing their comrades get killed”; please click here.

Today I want to share another article from NST about what happened during the Kampung Simunul incident.

Please read: List And Photos of Policemen Killed In Semporna Shooting.

As I wrote before the Sulu militants are so cruel that I was shocked reading how cruel they are.  

(NST) GUNFIGHT: Cop recounts the moment Sulu terrorists killed his colleagues in Kampung Simunul on March 2.

AS the main assaulters in the police raiding team outside the terrorists hideout were hit by  bullets, *Adam, *Amir and the other operatives behind them pulled back and dove for cover. The enemy had a clear field of fire and the police team was exposed.

Just seconds after the terrorists opened fire, the area where the terrorists were located exploded in a volley of fresh fire as more enemy combatants lit up the police assault team. The police laid down suppressive fire to give their men a chance to get behind cover.

Many leapt into the door-less houses that lined the walkway; these would be their foxholes for the next 24 hours, at least. Adam and Amir were among those who escaped the complex maze. They dialled up their combat net (command centre) and called for backup.

Recalling that moment, Adam said as he moved further from the house, turning his head every now and then, he saw the terrorists exit the house to pull his comrades who were lying in pools of their own blood outside the door, closer in.

“One of our men who was shot at the door retreated but fell into the water below. Somehow, he managed to call the operations centre.

“He was telling command about the ambush and that he had been shot. The terrorists must have heard him. We found his bullet-riddled body a few metres from where he fell,” Adam said.

This was the only time throughout our conversation that Adam was overcome with emotion.

“Then there was a lull in the fighting. I looked back and this was when I saw the terrorists striking my brothers with their barong (a knife resembling a cleaver used in the Philippines) repeatedly.

“They were already badly wounded. I did not hear any sound coming from them as they were being hacked,” the officer, not more than 30, said. He let his voice trail off until he was barely audible.

Heavy gunfire resumed, this time coming from all directions. *Musa, who was peering through the cracks with one eye cocked on the four men he had in custody in case they decided to jump him, was almost hit by two rounds that slammed through the window.

In less than a minute from when the first shot was fired, several terrorists began to advance and press on with their attack on the policemen.

The terrorists appeared to know the area well as they were believed to have entered the village about a week before.

Musa said as it was quite dark outside, he could not return fire for fear of hitting one of his own.

From where he was, he could see the atrocities that were being committed against his fallen comrades in the dimly-lit blue house.

His voice cracked as he told us: “If there is one thing I could erase from my memory, it is the sight of seeing my fellow brothers slaughtered by the terrorists.

“I saw one of my brothers, who had been shot and was barely alive, when one of the terrorists swung his barong at his neck. He was later shot in the mouth,” Musa said, his voice cracking.

This was the same time that Inspector Mohd Hasnal, who was kneeling on the walkway after being shot, was being attacked by a barong-wielding terrorist.

Although he could not fight back, Hasnal shielded himself from the blows with his arms. By then, his fingers and forearm were almost severed. His attacker had also managed to strike him on his head and back.

*Ahmad, from his position, saw the whole thing and lit Hasnal’s attacker up with his weapon. His trigger finger never relaxed as he fired off round after round, spent bullet casings coming out of his ejection port in a torrent of brass. He also killed another terrorist.

Ahmad unloaded an entire magazine clip on Hasnal’s attacker before the terrorist fell into the boat below. Police later found amulets around the terrorist’s waist. He and the rest of the terrorists did not have body armour or ballistic protection.

It was then that Hasnal got up to take cover. As luck would have it, he chose the path that led to the house Ahmad was in. Seeing him approach, Ahmad dived into the narrow corridor and pushed Hasnal into the house Musa was in.

Superintendent Ibrahim Lebar, who had just been shot a few metres away, was a few steps behind Hasnal. However, he came face to face with a terrorist who had turned into the corridor. The terrorist shot at him and attacked him with a barong.

Ahmad, who had heard the shot from inside the house, shot at the terrorist, who managed to run away.

Ibrahim died in the corridor.

Having seen the kind of butchers the Suluk terrorists were, Ahmad was determined to keep his superior’s body intact. He dragged his body in.

As the night fell silent

The next 24 hours was a living hell for Musa and the rest of the men trapped at the village. Although the night had became still since the final rounds were fired, they were hunkered down within the four walls of their concealed positions. They didn’t know whom they could trust.

With one hand on his weapon and pointing it at the four suspects, and the other trying to stem the flow of blood from Hasnal’s wounds, Musa’s eyes darted around the house. He didn’t know where the terrorists would breach his position, where they were going to come in from. They could come in through the kitchen door or the open window he was facing. He prayed hard for a rescue team to come soon.

“I had to urinate in my pants and a piece of cloth, because if the terrorists heard the sound of water dripping, we were all dead.

“Occasionally, I would wake Hasnal up to make sure he was still alive.”

Musa had found a water container that the occupants of the house had used to catch water leaking from the roof. It was full of unidentifiable particles and lizard droppings.

“I drank it and gave Hasnal some. That was the same water that I used to clean off the blood on his face.”

He said that while his phone battery had long died, he had to remove Hasnal’s phone battery as he was unsure of how to switch it off. He couldn’t risk the terrorists tracing them. The four suspects had been patted down before the ambush and had had their phones seized.

The rescue operation

The sound of the wooden walkway creaking at 5pm the next day jolted an exhausted Musa.

Heavy footsteps advancing towards him followed. He peeked through the cracks and saw scores of VAT 69 commandos in full tactical assault gear scouring the area. He grabbed the reflective vest he had hidden throughout the night and hung it by the window, to indicate his position to the rescuers.

Earlier, before his mission was launched, the entire team had agreed on a set of pro words, hand signals and gestures to convey information efficiently.

As agreed during the briefing at the headquarters, in case anything were to go wrong, Musa would lie still on his back.

This would enable the rescue team to immediately identify him as a friendly.

The commandos stormed into the house and as per procedure, he gave them a brief report. They then secured and took with them all the weapons in the room, including his.

“I somewhat felt like a prisoner when my weapon was taken away.

“Then, the commandos shouted ‘Secured!’ and said that they would come back for me,” he said.

Inspector Hasnal was immediately taken away by two of the commandos out of the hostile area. “It was the greatest relief for me when Hasnal was brought out alive.

“He had fought hard for his life and it was not in vain.”

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Wacana Kemungkaran LGBT Mengundang Bala Allah

Today I attended a discourse entitled, ‘Wacana Kemungkaran LGBT Menundang Bala Allah’ at Dewan Besar UTM, Kampus Antarabangsa, Jalan Semarak, Kuala Lumpur.

The speakers are:

  1. Ustaz Muhammad `Uthman El-Muhammady from International Institute of Islamic Thought and Civilization (ISTAC) – UIA. He spoke about ‘Hubungan Gender Dari Perspektif Islam’.

  2. Y.B. Nasharudin Mat Isa from Pusat Kajian Fiqh Kontemporari, whose talk was about ‘Seks Songsang: Perspektif Syari’ah’.

  3. Haji Abdul Rahim Sinwan from Persatuan Peguam Muslim Malaysia who spoke about ‘Tuntutan LGBT Di Manakah Pencanggahannya Di Bawah Perlembagaan Persekutuan?’

  4. Haji Mahamad Naser Disa from Biro Undang-undang, Majlis Agama Islam Wilayah Persekutuan (MAIWP) who gave a talk on ‘LGBT Dari Perspektif Tuntutan Hak Asasi’.

There were a lot of reporters and cameramen from the main media such as TV3, TV AlHijrah, Astro Awani, Utusan Malaysia, Berita Harian, New Straits Times, MobTV and some other medias that I can’t remember.

Over there I spoke to Abang Izwan Azir Saleh from TV3.

I think he is a very nice person and very friendly too.

I also met Pak Cik Burhan, Pak Cik Amin, Atuk Mansur, Atuk Abdul Rahim, Abang Amal, Abang Nasrul, Abang Nik Farih, my uncle Ami Ma, Uncle Haji Mahamad Naser Disa, Uncle Ustaz ‘Uthman El-Muhammady, Uncle Ustaz Ismail Mina, Pak Cik Sabirin and a lot of other uncles, ‘abangs’ and ‘kakaks’.

Actually I don’t really understand much what were being discussed during the discourse because they used very hard Malay words (for adults).

Anyway, I think it must has been an important discourse because it was aired on TV AlHirjah and TV3 just now.

More than 400 people attended the discourse.

* I will post the photos once they have been uploaded from the camera 🙂