trump cards

Got back home from the urban settlement meeting at 2 a.m this morning.
What about the meeting.

I did not expect a "meeting" to be conducted in such a way that me and my friends were put like panelists in a forum, instead of a round table meeting, we were met with 55 people staring at three of us.
And we were answering to their grievances of questions and answers.

Funny how the chairperson addressed us as their trump cards to the villagers.
Am sure you've heard of the saying "the ace of trumps is a sure winner".

And when the chairperson said that they need to limit the time as the lawyers are still "anak dara yang mak dorang still tunggu kat rumah", I thought I saw their eyes widen.
Either in awe or disbelief, I couldn't tell, as if our youth dicounts our credibility and confidence.

I could only mask my nervousness but speaking a little bit louder and based only on the things I think was/is right. God Knows if it made any sense at all.

Most of their queries are answered in a gist that
"You don't call a settler, a squatter.
There's big difference of a "Peneroka" and "Setinggan", and the former deserve equitable rights more than the latter."

"You don't make money by collecting compensations.
There are some trends overseeing that squatters mushrooming asap when there is a construction project. That's why we need to really thoroughly go through the status of the villagers and not all can get the same amount of compensation.
And all these grey areas that need to be checked."

Its easy to group these people.
But not as easy when you try to explain to them, eye to eye.



Trump cards.

The only Trump I like is Ivanka.
Aku tau aku comot, and she's all elegant and sharp, but one can still dream..