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My Country, oh, Not My Country

I have stopped (more or less) talking about Malaysian politics a long time ago partly because it is hopeless. I am sure I am not the only one with this sentiment. What I want is not chaos or a riot or whatever the Government thinks we are trying to create.

We want the power of choice. We want accountability.

But whatever. I want to migrate....lol

I was joking with a friend, saying that soon, instead of Indonesians sending their workers here for low skilled jobs, we might be doing the same in other countries very soon. Begging for a space, a job and then being told to 'go home'.

The term 'go home' is something we have been hearing since we were born so, it's not going to shock any non-Malay Malaysians. It is almost synonymous to 'Let's makan' (let's eat) to me. Other people in other countries might be taken aback and fight back but not us. We have never felt we belonged, anyway, and that explains why Malaysia has a brain drain problem, with skilled workers fleeing the country and more low-skilled workers coming into Malaysia. Sooner or later, this country will no longer be the Malaysia that I used to know, anyway.

I know it sucks to hear this but did you know that Time Magazine ranked Malaysia as the second most corrupt country in the world? There are 196 countries in the world (including Taiwan) and we are ranked 2nd. Way to go.

The whole Lim Guan Eng saga is another thing that non-Politician Malaysians cannot understand. Politicians, if you are reading this, please clarify when approached by friends, I think a lot of us don't understand.

And yet, we were all up in arms, ready to part with our RM10 to help Lim Guan Eng and his party replenish funds that was used up for a RM1 million bail set by the court. RM1 million!? That's, as of today, using XE.com, USD251,000 for bail.

Within less than 24 hours, RM1 million was successfully raised. I was more than surprised because I thought I had all the time in the world to contribute my RM10 to the funds so, I basically took my time. But in less than a day, the fund-raising was closed. Target achieved. Sorry, I took so long but hey, it was less than a day, OK?

The funds was so easily raised, the way I see it, was because of people who saw the injustice, not because they understood the situation or because they supported Lim Guan Eng. Because they were angry.

I saw this on Facebook the other day and thought the protesting monkey was so blardie cute! LOL



Have a splendid weekend, folks,
Love,
Marsha

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