May 1st, 2011

Ensure quality of PhD holders, not quantity

 I READ in newspapers that the Higher Education Ministry is targeting a certain number of PhD holders by 2020 in Malaysia as well as requiring local universities to recruit lecturers with PhD qualifications only.

I commend the ministry for setting such noble targets.

However, numbers and titles mean nothing. The ministry should be more specific in saying what sort of PhDs the country or universities need to really benefit the country.

Firstly, not all PhDs from universities have quality. Everyone knows that certain unknown and small private universities offer PhD degrees for a fee or a low quality thesis.

We should always aim to send our candidates to the top universities such as Cambridge, Harvard, Princeton or Oxford.

If we cannot, we should at least aim at the world’s top 100.

The Government must also set a target for more of our local universities to be within the top 100.

Certainly a PhD requirement for a teaching post in local universities is a wise move.

At the moment, many professors in local universities do not even have a PhD, what more lecturers.

Secondly, we urgently need PhD holders who major in the sciences, medical sub specialities, engineering, biotechnology, business/finance, mathematics and IT.

Only with these qualities in our workforce can Malaysia hope to achieve a high income developed nation status within the foreseeable future.

We do not want just any PhD holder but the right type for the betterment of Malaysia.


Kuala Lumpur.

Source: The Star Home News Opinion Sunday May 1, 2011

Gabriel's Horn

 It was time for Father John's Saturday night bath and the young nun, Sister Magdalene, had prepared the bath water and towels just the waythe old nun had instructed.

Sister Magdalene was also instructed not to look at Father John's nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he told her to do, and pray.

The next morning, the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday night bath had gone.

'Oh, sister,' said the young nun dreamily, 'I've been saved.'

'Saved? And how did that come about?' asked the old nun.

'Well, when Father John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to wash him, and while I was with him, he guided my hand down between his legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven.'

'Did he now?' said the old nun evenly.

Sister Magdalene continued, 'And Father John said that if the Key to Heaven fit my lock, the portals of Heaven would be opened to me and I would be assured salvation and eternal peace. And then Father John guided his key to Heaven into my lock.'

'Is that a fact?' said the old nun even more evenly.

'At first it hurt terribly, but Father John said the pathway to salvation was often painful and that the glory of God would soon swell my heart with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being saved.'

'That wicked old b******' said the old nun... 'He told me it was Gabriel's Horn, and I've been blowing it for 40 years!'