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Don't Criticize Malaysians

Actually, I don't even remember that Malaysia is approaching its Independence Day. Independence from what? LOL. My personal opinion? We would have been better off with Great Britain. Imagine. We are using pounds right now. Bigger than USD. Hahaha

Anyway, this is just a short observation. In general, Malaysians should never be criticized. You can't. It's too sensitive. It is precisely this culture that is going to lead it to its demise. If it isn't already demised.

In recent memory, I was working with some Malaysians (as opposed to working with people from other countries, which is what I have been doing for more than a decade now. Not just Americans, but people from Australia, Germany, Poland, Ireland, Hong Kong, Singapore, Thailand, Korea) and it appears to me that Malaysians are always in a desperate need for people to butter things up for them.

It's great to have colleagues praise you and work with you in total agreement all the time but when I work with people from other countries, people question me. I got offended and mad sometimes. But I learned that that is how we grow and become better. We become accountable for what we do.

We are not prepared.

We are not prepared to face criticism. When we do, we:-
  1. Deny it, right off the bat
  2. Sue the shit out them
  3. Quit
  4. Insult them back
  5. Publish a status update on Facebook
  6. Tweet it
  7. Run off into the sunset and publish said picture on Instagram
As much as I would like people to think that I am f-g flawless and have never faced criticism in my life, I can't. But I think my experience tells me that I should stand there and listen. And pay the price. This is what humility is all about. No one is always right. No one is always wrong. If something is wrong, say you are sorry, correct it and move on.

I am trying to be really subtle here since we are approaching our country's birthday and all but I think we all know what I am trying to say. LOL.

The current legal slaughter against people who had something to say about our country is an example of how Malaysians typically do things. Supremacy should never be questioned. You will face the consequence of standing up to a supreme force if you dare question it.

If you dare say anything, you face sedition charges. If you search 'sedition' on Google right now, Teresa Kok's face will pop up in the search result.
In law, sedition is overt conduct, such as speech and organization, that is deemed by the legal authority to tend toward insurrection against the established order. Sedition often includes subversion of a constitution and incitement of discontent (or resistance) to lawful authority. Sedition may include any commotion, though not aimed at direct and open violence against the laws. Seditious words in writing are seditious libel. A seditionist is one who engages in or promotes the interests of sedition.
In fact, this blog post might be considered Seditious too since I am already talking about sedition. It is seditious to talk about sedition when one is not in agreement with acting against sedition, no?

I am not being seditious lah. I am saying you should not criticize Malaysians. Read the title of this blog, please. So sensitive.

Sarcasm overload here but read it whatever way you like. I am late for work and am going to spend the day with work, mom and kids.

XOXO,
Marsha

p.s. Pleasant weekend ahead, folks.
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