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Why Do I Care?

Being slightly (OK, quite a lot, actually!) Zen-ish and a believer of peace, calm, power and strength in social fairness, people might wonder why I would care about Malaysian politics. Why, when i have enough to feed myself and my family. Why, when i do not need to?

In my house, everybody gets everything fair and square. I am very very particular about it. If one boy gets two pieces of chicken, the other gets the same. No more, no less, unless the other boy did not mind or did not want anymore. The concept is that both of them are treated fairly and mommy favors BOTH.

Do you get the picture?

Although I am not a lawyer, I believe that when my father asked me what course I wanted to study in college, I said law, there was a reason for that. No, not because I have a big mouth and no, not because I wanted power or make loads of money. I chose law because I hate injustice.

It is even in my Zen-ish belief that I can't sit there and watch one person bully another person without standing up and saying something about it.Can you sit there and pretend that is nothing is wrong when your conscience is screaming at you, 'SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT!!!!'

I can't.

Malaysia govt should not try to snuffle people out. Be open about things, stay positive and take every single criticism as a constructive one. They live in consistent fear of losing their power, their rights, their money...therefore, they try to shut everyone up with laws.

The whole twitter fiasco is a joke. If there is nothing to hide, there is nothing to fear. If there is nothing to fear, then what does it matter what people say?

There's a Chinese saying that goes like this, 'You have to know that you have not done anything wrong towards your God, your Land and your own conscience'. If that is true, then let people talk and it should be OK. Yes, there needs to be a law in place in order to ensure that there is peace amongst the races in Malaysia, true, but shutting people up, things are bottled up.

And you know what happens when people bottle up their feelings. You don't? Ask a psychiatrist.

We have been bottling up our feelings and true opinions for far too long. Maybe, just maybe, now is a good time to let them talk peacefully. Let it out. If we disagree, then we agree to disagree and we find a solution. I am pretty sure we can slowly find one that does not make either one go crazy.

That is how mature people handle problems on an every day basis.

BTW, why do I care? Because I have a right to care.

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