We are all squatters
Before I get into physical fights, allow me to clarify my earlier post regarding racism. Yes, I am a Malay ultra, if you want to put it that way. Priority will be for the Malays, regardless of whether you are Malay Muslim, Malay Christian or Malay Buddhist. Yes dear, there are people who are Malays but with Christian faith. But why am I fight for people who doesn’t appreciate me & my family, especially my father? It’s because I know the Malay culture & ways better than my grandmother. My grandmother is a Chinese in a Malay Muslim family in Bagan Datoh, Perak. I am, by definition, a Malay-Chinese blooded human being. My very distant Chinese cousins are in Singapore & Perak. I’m also a descendant of Melayu Banjar, a subset of Malays from Kalimantan. Only my mom’s side comes from a pure Malay heritage. Maybe I need to do more research about that soon.
But my point is this: if you want to label me as racist, go ahead. I will not deny that I do sometimes crack jokes with racial sentiments, but that doesn’t make me not sensitive to their feelings. I will not deny that I do at times use racial referred words like “macha”, “dei”, “apek”, “ah lian”, “itu orang cina”, “tak guna punya melayu” in my conversations. But that does not make me not sensitive to their feelings. I would be hurt too if someone says something bad about my heritage.
