I received a call from A Pin earlier today, asking if we would like to join them for a CNY dinner at their home. This compounds the problem, especially for Theresa. A CNY do is really the last thing I want to be part of right now. Thankfully I’m not in Malaysia. Especially the ruckus of firecrackers which would have started by now. I remember calling the police when it went on past 2am. The police harassed me instead. Patrick Teoh, some I used to enjoy listening to on the radio in Malaysia, said that the police would be stricter this time. His is a different issue – fairness across all races… really Patrick, for a man your age, you should know better than to live in fantasy land. Racial equality in Malaysia? Gong Xi Fa Cai to you too. I think the law on this be enforced strictly and now is as good a time as any. The thing to do would be to remember this saga well and bring it up to the fore come Hari Raya next time around. All I remember is how it was impossible to sleep and kiddo and Roy our dog had a terrible time with all the firecrackers.
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The web version of The Star newspaper in Malaysia has this story about delivering public services more efficiently. Seriously? I thought the answer is obvious. Start hiring according to ability, not race or religion. Then you might actually get civil servants who are capable and interested in delivering the services.
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An ex-colleague just emailed me – he’s in Melbourne now and scounting around to migrate here. Another one. I hope those of my friends and relos who are still grinding it out in Malaysia seriously believe their long term future (and that of their children/ grandchildren) lies with that country.
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