Friday, May 20, 2011

Seorang Pondan Taiwan Telah Berjaya Dalam Tuntutanya



A Taiwanese engineer, who was sacked for dressing like a woman, wins his suit against his employer.

The Mackay Memorial Hospital in Taipei has been fined NT$50,000 (RM5,250) by the labor department for violating gender equality laws.

Chou Yi-jen, who was sacked in December last year, said he wished to get his job back.

"I have deep feelings towards Mackay and the many familiar faces there, although anger, I still wish to go back," said the 35-year-old.

He also demanded the employer to continue paying him the salary of NT$30,000 (RM3,150) per month from the day he was unlawfully sacked.


Chou said he was recruited by the hospital in 2007.

"At first, I wore the men attire to work but I couldn't curb my desire of wanting to be a woman.

"So I started keeping long hair, wearing women clothing to work and use the female toilet," he said.

The hospital has yet to announce if it wants to appeal the ruling.

Source: Apple Daily

Published May 20 2011

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Miami Mega-jail

Imagine a jail where dangerous inmates awaiting trial live 24 to a room and fight each other under a violent gladiatorial code. This is life inside Miami's mega-jail, writes Louis Theroux.

For a bespectacled, peace-loving Englishman, there can be few places less congenial than a berth on the sixth floor of Miami main jail.

The place has to be seen to be believed. Up to 24 inmates are crowded into a single cell, living behind metal bars on steel bunks, sharing a single shower and two toilets.

Little of the bright Miami sun filters through the grills on the windows. Visits to the yard happen twice a week for an hour. The rest of the time, inmates are holed up round the clock, eating, sleeping, and going slightly crazy.



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Penjara Rahsia Syria

Pengalaman Dorothy Parvaz

Aku berdiri di dua kolam kepalan bernoda, darah melekat, cuba memilih mengapa ada tujuh Aram marah berteriak padaku. Hanya satu dari mereka - yang saya kenal sebagai Bapak Shut Up selama tiga saya hari di pusat penahanan, di mana banyak Syria 'menghilang' sedang disimpan -  bercakap Bahasa Inggeris.

Mengawasi mereka mencari beg saya, dan mengamati set gari bergantung dari tempat tidur tersepit di belakang meja di tengah bilik, aku menduga bahawa aku sedang ditangkap - atau, sekurang-kurangnya, diproses untuk penahanan.

"Kenapa kau melakukan ini?" Aku bertanya.

"Diam TUTUP MULUT!" kata Mr Shut Up.

Aku akan tiba di sana, diseret dengan rambut dari sebuah kereta di mana aku tersepit di antara dua lelaki bersenjata. Mereka berusaha meyakinkan saya bahawa mereka membawa saya ke hotel saya, tapi, tentu saja, aku tahu bahawa tidak ada cara yang biasa-personil keselamatan akan berbaik hati mengantar saya untuk penginapan saya.

Aku melakukannya bagaimanapun, berjaya menolak dari dipaksa untuk memakai penutup mata, dengan pertimbangan bahawa jika mereka akan menembak saya, mereka benar-benar tidak memerlukan alasan untuk melakukannya.




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