Monday, August 10, 2009

Skirting Around the Race Issue

In the next few weeks, a lot of Malaysians will talk about race. Again. There will be racists from all sides, as there would be cool-headed people.

Me? I'm an underwear model. What the fuck do I know? Well, a few things. I do know that assuming the worst in people should only be done when you're completely drunk or high. Or both.

People are not as evil or as good as you think. They are not as smart or as dumb as you think. Because thinking itself, is a flawed act. That, coming from a chronic mental masturbator. I'm the world's leading expert when it comes to mental masturbations. And perhaps regular masturbations as well.

What I hate most is not racism, though it does come close. Neither is it defensive, egotistical, righteous people. Close, but no prize.

I hate stupidity. And the true marker for stupidity is when you can't at the very least hold two or more possibly conflicting ideas in your head at the same time.

People are multi-faceted beings. At any one time, we can merely glint the light of one facet of their personality or being. It is impossible to know, for sure, a person completely.

You can spend your entire life living with someone, and you most probably will not know him or her completely. It's as close to being impossible as you can get.

My parents have been together for over 40 years. And still, there are barriers in communication.

If you think about it, it's the only thing saving us all from dying of boredom. Variety. Humans have randomness built-in to their system. We're hard-wired as strange things. Anomalies. And anything which is not strange, is not real. Gaiman, yo!

Plato talked of the 'idea horse'. You have an idea of the horse inside your head, but that horse is not real. All real horses are different than the idea horse. Colour, shape, build, smell, the combinations of said attributes. Therefore the idea horse is the perfect incarnation of the horse, and yet it is also an impossible incarnation. It is impossible for the idea horse to exist in this reality.

Lazy people put labels on everyone. Lazy, and stupid. There. That's a label for you as well. Aristotle loved labeling things. And he is my least favourite philosopher.

Yeah, he came up with genus and species and dividing animals into five categories and shit like that. He also labeled women as stupid creatures who should never govern anyone or be given any sort of power.

As a Malay man - lazy, horny, and expecting money to come down from the sky if you're stupid and believe the labels flying around out there - I want women to have more responsibility. Why? Cause I am not greedy when it comes to work. Women should share in the shit we men have to do.

I would love it if the burden of foreplay is also shared by women. This means that the woman is also responsible for sucking my dick before sex. She should also pay for the condoms, lubricants, toys, extra sheets and porn.

In a perfectly-balanced world, women would pick me up at bars and pubs and suck my dick and lick my ass all night long. I hate doing all the work. I'd sooner shake my ass on the fucking pole, motherfucker.

Race? Same thing. We put labels and assumptions on people and groups of people. And people with huge but fragile egos will be offended every time. Their egos need two things:

1. To be defined as different from the rest.

2. To be deemed better than the rest.

If you ask me, it's all bullshit.

We are all the same decaying organic matter as everything else. And there is no 'better'.

I know it's hard for some to grasp, but there is no such thing as better. It's like asking, "Which is better, coffee or tea? Apples or oranges?"

The concept of 'better' is subjective and entirely dependent on perspective. Whose perspective? Yours and mine.

Since it all comes down to independent viewpoints, there are no universally accepted instances of 'better'.

Is RM2 million better than RM1 million? Maybe. Consider if for RM2 million, the tax is 60% and for RM1 million, the tax is only 10%? A lot of variables come into play. Lots of possibilities. Endless.

Truth be told, sometimes I like caramel macchiato, and sometimes I like chrysanthemum tea.

I prefer fucking girls than guys, but that's just me. That's my perspective. Other people, like Cheepork, might have a different view.

To me, it's simple. Only two things:

1. Freedom of speech. No matter what.

2. Interracial-fucking. The solution to everything.