Benetton.
My aunt and uncle are a pair of (somewhat) Chinese extremists. I've taken it upon myself to not have children (at least raised around them) until they've either moved out or passed on. I can't take the risk. Call me an eternal optimist, but I don't want my children raised in a country that has so much intolerance brewing underneath. The government might harp on about how we're a diverse, multicultural pot, but at the end of the day, the yellows keep with the yellows, the browns keep with the browns and the blacks get left behind. There is integration, but not to the point that would have people left in awe and gushing about how Malaysia is the racial Utopia it's set out to be.
The last two years have given rise to a simmering paranoia. The race card has been played so many times that it's not a novelty anymore. Everyone's looking after their own interests that the country's future is at stake. What about finding ways to secure the future? What about taking action to plug the brain drain? I can count the number of friends I have who're slowly, but surely, leaving. For good (even if they don't know it yet). And the truth is, I envy them. Because if things keep on going the way they do, the shithole's only going to become deeper.
Regardless of whether you're an idiot riding precariously on a motorbike, a master of feng tau, or a Raju with bellbottoms, we're the sad, fucking future of this country. I doubt we'd ever fall into a dystopian, post-apocalyptic police state, but the only evil we could be accused of now (and in the future) would be our comfort in our ignorance and our myopic mindsets.
It's amazing, how time and again, our parents tell us of better times in the past, even though we've gained so much since then. There wasn't just tolerance and respect back then; people made a fucking effort to understand each other, and appreciated the differences.
I could probably end this with a line about reaching out and touching someone, but it's an unenviable position we've backed ourselves into. Not that anyone would care, really. We're too busy looking after our own territorial shit.
Who're you going to blame?
The last two years have given rise to a simmering paranoia. The race card has been played so many times that it's not a novelty anymore. Everyone's looking after their own interests that the country's future is at stake. What about finding ways to secure the future? What about taking action to plug the brain drain? I can count the number of friends I have who're slowly, but surely, leaving. For good (even if they don't know it yet). And the truth is, I envy them. Because if things keep on going the way they do, the shithole's only going to become deeper.
Regardless of whether you're an idiot riding precariously on a motorbike, a master of feng tau, or a Raju with bellbottoms, we're the sad, fucking future of this country. I doubt we'd ever fall into a dystopian, post-apocalyptic police state, but the only evil we could be accused of now (and in the future) would be our comfort in our ignorance and our myopic mindsets.
It's amazing, how time and again, our parents tell us of better times in the past, even though we've gained so much since then. There wasn't just tolerance and respect back then; people made a fucking effort to understand each other, and appreciated the differences.
I could probably end this with a line about reaching out and touching someone, but it's an unenviable position we've backed ourselves into. Not that anyone would care, really. We're too busy looking after our own territorial shit.
Who're you going to blame?
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