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September 10, 2019

priority in life

I just shared this with some of my friends, thought of sharing it here.

The rule of life is the same everywhere in this world. It goes by priority. Priority #1 is always self or family survival. A person or his family needs to eat to survive. There’s nothing else that is more important than this. That is why, you can never convince a low ranking wage earner or laborer that he needs to have a vision for a better world or protect the environment for the children or that kind of mushy shit. They’ll flip you a bird because survival takes precedence over global warming or the environment or your goddamn vision.

When this basic need is fulfilled, that person will move on to comfort. With hard work, of course. He’ll work harder for a roof over his family’s heads, better meals, basic transportation, a little entertainment like a radio or TV, a phone perhaps, maybe some upgrades like better education for the little tykes. A person in comfort level is usually very committed, having tasted the rewards from his hardwork. This is the ripe time when a manager or a mentor can impart those bullshit ideas to make him into a corporate drone with lies such as ‘work like it is your own company, money is not the most important thing’. He may or may not be convinced but, know that he’ll do it anyway for HIMSELF. Pay him a little less, he’ll still flip you a bird, and go work for another company without batting an eyelid.

Once this comfort level is met, the person will move on to luxuries or nice-to-haves. Better houses, better rides, vacations, premium watches, gaming machines, private school for the kids, spa for the goddamn dog, mistresses, you name it. At this stage, the person starts to slack on the word ‘hard work’, is very self entitled and feels that he has sound advice for everyone because he ‘has made it in life’. At this stage, he’s going to have many visions, most likely about ways to change the world/society into a better place… Ideas get pitched all over the place, because he now can afford to lose. Throw a bunch and one is bound to hit, and he’ll have more reasons to gloat, gets even higher in life. It’s the fundamental of chances, and the basic rule of life.

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September 8, 2019

Penang mainlanders vs islanders

If you’ve been to Penang or know someone from Penang, I’m sure you’ve heard the term – mainlanders and islanders. Referring to the Penang dwellers who are from the mainland on the peninsula, versus the dwellers on the island. Non-Penangites would ask, is there a difference between mainlanders and islanders? Aren’t they all the same? Most Penangites would avoid that question like a plague. The truth is, there is a ‘perceived difference’ among the Penangites. It is thought that the mainlanders, are the bunch of least urban or uneducated people, and they are mostly perceived as less well-to-do. i.e. they’re the hillbillies of Penang.

How come? One would ask. It’s because the city and capital is on the island. In the old days, this means only the well-to-do’s are all located on the more happening island. The demographics on the island comprised of businessmen, professionals, skilled workers, government servants, just like any big city – while the mainlanders are mostly farmers or laborers who lived on cheaper and smaller houses/shanties on the mainland with more pastures for their farm animals and stuff (where do you find pastures in Georgetown, you numb nuts?) So that’s how the stigma began. Mainlanders = hillbillies.

But in the modern days, this is no longer true. The hillbillies have since fanned out and spread across the country like a plague, and a lot of them have called themselves ‘the islanders’, simply because they’ve earned a few bucks from the sale of their buffaloes. Now, they look down upon their comrades who are still on the mainland, and even those well-to-do’s who moved there to exploit the cheaper price of bigger houses, and these island hillbillies even had the gall to label them “the hillbilly mainlanders”. It’s like a pot calling kettle black. The island is just a place, the people are the same. The fact now is, the whole Malaysia is now full of mainlander hillbillies. There are no more islander left, except maybe me.

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