On Playing a Fair Game

I don't grow up calling myself a Malaysian. I grow up calling myself a Chinese instead. Because we were all brought up that way. Thanks to the political play.

And I'm not a person who would promote racism. I hate and despise and curse whoever did that. For all that we knew, our independence forefathers fought for what we have now putting aside all the racial difference. But why did some of these fools still don't understand they're no more better than the others?

It was consoling to see the new leader wanting to forge closer ties and mend the hurts between different races.

But on the other hand, double-faces never seize to stop but to show how immature they are. Yes they can be the media that spreads the people's thought. But to publish what one extremist said in a national newspaper, disregarding of what other people who are not happy with what they're publishing would react, I thought they should be the one to blame should anything happen.

Peace will never falls before us when such extremest wouldn't stop and be tolerant. And sometimes especially in such a condition, I quote the friend who said, Indonesians are much more civilized than us, even if it means everyone need to change their names to Indonesian.

Do they not know that the people have brains? Losing the game doesn't give you the right to promote something that would cause unease.

Deal with it. Reflect upon ourseves. And stop being so childish.