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Now that I have your attention (or annoyance), I would like to talk about migrant workers. Yes, I’ve put away writing long enough and the first piece I’ve decided to write on is about migrant workers – exciting, i know right.
If you’re a Malaysian (keep reading even though you aren’t one) you’ve probably heard about the thing that our beloved deputy Prime Minister had signed with the Bangladeshi government in Dhaka – to bring in 1.5 million workers to work in various industries. They are to be placed in sectors where the locals deem to be “Dirty, Dangerous and Difficult”, well, according to him anyway.
With the social stigmas surrounding migrant workers as pervy, greedy and dirty – sure enough it caused a huge outrage among the citizens, no surprise there. People are already condemning the larger possibilities of future social problems with the sudden influx of more than a million Bangladeshis.
Jesus Christ, get a grip man. These men came in as workers because, just like you and me, they have families they need caring- kids they need schooling – cats they need feeding. If they could find decent jobs back home that earn them a good enough income to sustain his/her family, do you think they want to travel thousands of miles just to be dehumanized by you?
I’m not saying all of them are saints. Sure enough there would be one or two fucked up ones that would steal your kids and threaten you for money; there would be one or two terrible ones that would fuck someone’s daughter just cause they felt like it. God damn it, these things happen everywhere and it’s not because they’re merely “migrants”, they’re assholes, simple as that. There are Malays who rape children, Chinese fuckers who rob in broad daylight – I don’t see you criticizing that. Bad apples, we have them everywhere, just keep an open mind, Jesus Christ. If you want to educate someone, educate them on not raping – and that would contribute to the overall well being of the country. Stop complaining you idiots.
Jesus Christ, talking about this upsets me greatly. Our government isn’t very helpful either. With their shady dealings and non transparent work ethic, it’s no wonder the people resent their decisions so much. Hey now, I don’t want to pretend that I know a whole lot about politics, I know just enough for me to start a yelling match with old people. Point is, it doesn’t take much for one to recognize the dire state that is the political situation in Malaysia. I couldn’t count the times where I just sat in front of my tv/newspaper/news portal completely baffled by the sheer distasteful ways our officials handled situations. We elevated the word embarrassing to a whole new level.
Before you start lamenting, “Oh come on, Zhen you’re just another one of those kids who think the government is completely fucked up, what’s your solution eh eh?”, let’s get one thing straight. Let’s face it, we are looked upon poorly within the international community for obvious reasons; and two, I don’t just point my finger at the government, I point my fingers at everyone. I complain about everything. When life gives me lemons, I complain about lemons.
For God’s sake, I’m not anti-government, neither am I pro-government. I didn’t go through those Godforsaken PKR internships, I don’t worship Anwar Ibrahim like many do. I do not raise my UMNO keris and shout Allahu Akhbar. I hate everyone equally. Point is, if we, the people, kept pointing fingers and play the blame game, NOTHING is ever gonna change.
Shaping a nation isn’t easy, if you’d make me the President I’d probably fuck it up just as how George W. Bush did (top 3 worst US President in my opinion, a complete idiot). The power of a nation should belong to the people. When the leaders of the country become too powerful, that’s when it’s no longer a democracy. Blinded with the power, wealth and unlimited possibilities, the country can only head toward a darker future, that’s WHEN the people have to put a stop it.
I kept saying we the people, we the people as if I’m American, konon. I’m just part-time Asian, to be honest. Vera Tan always reminded me that my duty as a journalism major is to keep the people informed and help the country – as she persuaded me to become a journalist. To be honest, I couldn’t care two cents about Malaysia, but the people gave me something to think about.
Citizens always cry out that our beloved governing party leaders are racially-driven, bla bla bla whatsoever. What makes you different than them, when you’re putting on negative connotations on the 1.5 million Bangladeshi workers? Are they not humans? Are they any different than you? Do they not have a heart like us?
People please la, be objective, keep an open mind. I’m not saying I would love 1.5 million more people to enter this already crowded city. Jesus Christ, imagine the traffic and crowd it’ll cause, I’ll hang myself just thinking about it.
While I’m still heated typing this furiously, I questioned, what is the purpose in bringing in all these workers, we are a self-sufficient nation (wtf hahaha)? IT’S OUR OWN FUCKING PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO WORK THESE DANGEROUS, DIRTY AND DIFFICULT JOBS. Why not? Pay is terrible, benefits are terrible, hours are terrible, “Eh I have a degree in mathematics you want me to go wash bathrooms? Did you knock on your head or something?” INDEED I FUCKING HAD KNOCKED ON MY HEAD WHEN I WAS A KID (that explains everything). That wasn’t a joke, but on a more serious note, they are not wrong.
With the terrible pay and benefits, how can anyone support themselves, living in this highly inflated, horrible dollar-to-dollar value country? Economists can say all they want, the poor-turn-rich can advise us to save up all they want but the truth remains – how difficult it is to live on a menial job’s wage in this expensive Malaysia.
Who is there to blame for such terrible living standards? The government? Oh come on, that’s cheating, we’ve already blamed them for most things, let’s just give them a break this time. Who else can we blame? The employers? Fuck yeah. Don’t be such a cheapo, pay your locals more to attract them to work for you, instead of being a loser and hire cheap migrant work force. They might argue, “Oh then, who’s gonna pay for our loses then, we have our families to feed too.”
The moment we equate any societal value to money, we have already reduced ourselves below humans. The more we indulged in worldly attachments (aka money), the less human we become. In order to get more dough for ourselves, we compete with each other to reach the top; while the ones on top would compete with each other to remain at the top. It’s a vicious cycle, endless and inhumane.
After rambling on and on, here we are snickering at how stupid we all are – ideas and concepts and morality and politics and life became obsolete instantaneously when money is put into the equation. It’s the one factor that us human, can be swayed by. No matter how good a person you are, when money is involved, you’d change, one way or another – don’t give me your Mother Theresa bullshit.
As I sat here writing and thinking (for once) – what the fuck am I writing, do I even have a point?
I actually do. I want everyone that have lasted this long reading this to hear me out – to keep an open mind, to love people, to be a human. Of course, I’m being idealistic, but if we as an individual, can contribute bit by bit, the world would be a better place to be in. Be it to that cleaner you see every morning, or the Nepalese security guard you see at your complex, or that fucking noisy neighbor kid, or the cat that always shits in your yard – take a step back, relax, forgive them.
As for this country that I don’t give a fuck about, I might start writing again. I’ll write for those that care to listen, and to those that needed listening, write to me, I’m only an email away (ngaww gayyy).
As I hit publish, I hope my two cents can give people a better sense of social judgement. Judge all you want, but hey, if you’re in the other person’s shoes, do you want to be seen this way?