And not for the not so good-news:
The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao reminds me why I always wanted to leave Malaysia when I was growing up.
At pg.83:
"Twenty-odd years of the Trujillato had guranteed that. Hers was the generation that would launch the Revolution, but which for the moment was turning blue for want of air. The generation reaching consciousness in a society that lacked any. The generation that despite the consensus that declared change impossible hankered for change all the same...It was like being at the bottom of the ocean. There was no light and a whole ocean crushing down on you. But most people had gotten so used to it thought it normal, they forgot even that there was a world above."
I felt trapped then when I was in the all girls secondary school where we weren't allowed to have pictures of any pop stars adorn our files/pencil cases or wear non black/blue/white watch straps (the reasoning just felt wrong, still feels wrong after all these years).
Felt trapped in the co-ed secondary school where we weren't allowed to laugh out loud, celebrate birthdays with candles on cakes, speak to boys at the corridors, or speak our mind to anyone for that matter.
And now as a tax paying adult (well ex tax paying) I still feel trapped... especially when I think of the fatwa on tomboys that was recently issued, the fatwa on yoga that is forthcoming any day now and a thousands of other equally daft rules that come to light each year thanks to the Council of Fatwas, Muftis, Politicians, Cabinets, Prime Minister blah blah blah. And yet racial discrimination policies, bribery and corruption still reign supremo.
Its a sad state of affairs. The only comforting thing is that these days under the current (soon to be ex) Prime Minister, we do hear dissenting voice(s). Even if they are drowned out by nonsensical utterances of Bigots in Cabinet. e.g. A Minister has asked a person to repent for challenging the rights of Malay Supremacy. The masses are warned not to 'speculate' about the mysterious disappearance of a Private Investigator the day after he makes an explosive statutory declaration re: a murder case. There is more but I don't have the energy.
The saddest part of it all? I know a number of people who think nothing wrong with the examples I have provided above. And the fact that most people had gotten so used to that they think it it normal, and forget even that there is an alternative world beyond.
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