Earlier today, I overheard a conversation between the receptionist and the cleaner in my office. The recep was reading the papers about a hit and run driver and was telling the cleaner about it.


It pissed me off to listen to that comment, especially when i was within good hearing distance. Lately, I have been reading too many insulting remarks about my own race, the latest being some racist muthafucker who had cowardly blogspewed some really racist remarks on Malay-Muslims. However enraged I am, I still keep my cool and so does the people I spoke to. But the question is, for how long?

How long do we have to feel oppressed? Oh come on, everybody knows of the unofficial racism that looms like an obstacle, hindering our journey to success. Ok, I'm not pure Malay, but as long as you speak Malay and not Mandarin, you'll be automatically ostracized, sanctioned and disadvantaged. Job seekers would attest to the fact that racial discrimination exists in the form of preference for applicants who are bilingual in English and Mandarin. Even for a simple admin post. For the longest time, I had seen a distinct line drawn in racial standings and now, it has become far too obvious to ignore.

Welcome to Shittypore Chinapore Singapore, the land of the unforgiving. The land where racial harmony is strongly advocated in the minds of the young, only to grow up twisted like the racist fellow mentioned above. The land where warped government conspiracies exist. The land where foreign talents are more welcomed than locals'. The land of Chinese take-over. Honestly, I am getting sick of the ching chong funs i hear and see each day.

There is a limit that one can take. I am afraid that our 'oppression' would trigger a series of racial outbursts which would not paint a pretty picture. It would be rather ugly. You wouldn't want history to repeat itself, would you?

With all that has been said and done, do you think I feel patriotic enough to celebrate the nation's birthday? You bet I don't. I'm only game on the fireworks- I want to see my taxes being put to good use, for once.