The Ang Moh Syndrome

51 years have passed since the independence of Malaya, and on the 16th of September 2008, it will be 45 years since the formation of Malaysia (for those of you who don't know, 31st August 1957 is not the day Malaysia became independent. Malaysia did not even exist then. Malaysia was only formed on 16th September 1963). However, although we are physically and legally independent from the British, are we mentally free from the shackles of the Ang Moh Syndrome?

Before we go any further, let me just make this clear. This is not a racist diatribe against Westerners. This is merely a wake up call to Malaysians and reminder to them that we are only inferior if we choose to think that way.

The Ang Moh Syndrome is everywhere. By the way, when i say "Ang Moh", I include the Japanese and South Koreans, since many of them dye their hair red and wear color contact lenses to in a tragic attempt to mimic Ang Mohs. Many of us worship the Western culture. While it is not wrong to take some examples to learn positive points from Westerners, it seems that Malaysians only take the negative crap and learn those points. For example, the Japanese and Korean spirit for improving themselves and devoting themselves whole-heartedly to improve technology-wise, we don't learn. Doing drugs, dyed hair and shitty fashion sense, we mimic like fucking clones.

Another thing I don't get is how we worship the Caucasian "appearance". Sharp noses, fair skin, etc, are big "yes yes" features. People seem to think that Ang Moh looking people are so exotic and attractive. Fucking retards. They don't realize that it is the media that brianwashes them into thinking Ang Moh features are attractive and superior. If I find that I was stupid enough to be mislead by the media into thinking that, I would kill my fucking self.

Also, girls, can you please have some self respect? It's embarassing when my Caucasian frens come up to me telling me how easy Malaysian gals are, practically throwing themselves at them just because they are Ang Moh. Give me a fucking break.

But really, all these are trivial matters when compared to what the Ang Moh Syndrome is doing to us politically. When the British left, they left behind a system of political survival based on dividing and conquering the rakyat of this nation. The British did this because they were concerned that the races would unite and fight them. The BN government keeps the races segregated in order to keep themselves in power, enrich tehmselves, and rape this country of its resources. Different races were segregated physically, geographically, by occupation and legislation. Different races live in different areas of any town, city and state. Different races usually hold different jobs, and laws are in place to try to maximize the segregation as much as possible.

For example, anyone marrying a Muslim must convert to Islam. Jesus, believe me, if it wasn't law, i would never hesistate to date and perhaps marry Malay girls. Malay girls are hot. LOL! But seriously, why the fuck is this so? Why must I convert? As much as one person loves another, who the fuck is the government to tell one the he or she must sacrifice their own beliefs just because they enter into a marriage? Why should I give up Satanism just to marry a saucy Malay gal? Hahaha, I kid, I kid.

On that note, I will end this and hope that every Malaysian will reflect on themselves and be proud of their achievements and effort to bring the country where it is today. I leave now with a song by Ben's Bitches, called "Awek Lu Fit". Enjoy.



Ben's Bitches - Awek Lu Fit


Pukul satu dua pagi

Belum tidur apa lagi

Pikir tentang awek lu,

cammana mau rampas dari lu.



Mungkin boleh keluar makan

Pasti ko tak mau pinjam.

Kalau ku pun tak mau,

Tanya pun sudah malu



Mana tau dia suka saya,

walaupun gua cina gila




Awek Lu Fit ya,

Saya minat dia,

Ko nasib baik,

Ku nasib macam taik.

Rambutnya punkrock

Badannya kecil

Matanya besar

Jatuh cinta senang sahaja.



Sekarang ko ada awek baru,

Yang lama pulak tak tahu,

Dia layan lu buang masa,

lebih baik dia couple dengan saya.



Kami sorok sorok keluar makan.

lepas tu ke pawagam.

Baru dia boleh rasakan,

cammana cara betul layan perempuan.



Mana tahu suka sahaja,

Sekarang I kena tukar agama



Awek Lu Fit ya,

Saya minat dia,

Ko nasib baik,

Ku nasib macam taik.

Rambutnya punkrock

Badannya kecil

Matanya besar

Jatuh cinta senang sahaja.