A wish at dawn, April 12

Good Luck, Opposition. Even as the sun rises this morning, your dew of persistence shall remain. Will the Xs be inked on the Rocket's box this Machap day? That's quite out of your hands now, we know. Seems like nobody's giving you much of a chance.

But take heart. You fought the good fight, fought as warriors. Fought even as the BN mudslide of bribes - fresh paved roads, free land, free food, new park, badminton treat - predictably came rumbling to sweep you away. But you held firm. And you made them quake.

Thank you for reinforcing certain perspectives. For proving yet again that the Elections Commission is a piece of shit which failed in its fundamental role as guardian of fair elections. That it went to sleep while pathetic vote-buying ran rampant under its nose.

Thank you for pounding the noses of those arrogant, patronising nation-breakers; for calling them on their clear misdeeds; for giving them a hard time.

But most of all, thank you for being. Here, there and everywhere.