Are you a racist? Part 1 of 2
26 MAR 07

The topic this time is a sensitive one but I’m gonna address it in the way I know best. One of the reasons why I love MY country is because it’s made up of different races. Chinese, Malays, Indians and Eurasians- that is Singapore. I love the fact that we have all these different ethnicities all jam-packed in one island. You can never go to any part of the country and not see another Singaporean of a different race. However, every now and then, we have this person, this certain individual or a certain group that will rear his ugly head and spoil all the fun and spread mistrust. And the internet has proved to be a playground for them.. an effective, “anonymous”, safe haven to spout their hate.

But let us be fair. Since we are exposed to different races, we are also exposed to different cultures, habits and way of thinking. Some of us find these differences interesting while others find them repulsive. And let us be fair and admit that everyone of us have been a racist before. One time or another. (If you deny that, all I can say is to stop reading, Pinocchio.) A fellow individual wronged you and he/she happened to be of a different race.

Then you start to scrutinize and analyze this race and you dwelled on it so much that you develop a complex. You harbor this hate in your heart and you let it grow. It manifests in you and now you have this disease. You start to not talk to this particular race, you go online and make racial slurs, you ridicule them every chance you get even though the remark is irrelevant. You make condescending nuances and tones and you judge strangers even before they open their mouths. You, my friend, are a racist.

I have to admit that I have my own experiences of being a racist and sometimes I am a victim of one. However, I am fortunate enough to realize that this hate I harbor is wrong and not let it go out of control. As I grow older, I learn to understand why a certain race do what they do and by doing so, I have learned aplenty from them. In the next few paragraphs, I am going to dissect and scrutinize the different major races in Singapore. And hopefully I can reach out to the racists out there, to sit back and ponder and perhaps start healing.

Every race have it’s strengths and weaknesses. There is no superpower race in this world that possess only superiority with no flaw whatsoever. I will not dwell on the negativity; that you can find, at endless racist forums. I want to share the good side of each race because believe it or not, some people are still blind to these attributes that every race possess. Tell them to make a racial slur, they can give 10. Tell them to name the good that each race has done, they scratch their heads and can’t even give one.

So let me show you the unique attribute that the Chinese, Malays and Indians got to offer. Let us start with the...

Chinese
Making up of 70% of the population, you can never go to a spot in Singapore and not find one Chinese person there. Busy eating Nasi Ayam at Geylang Serai? Most likely the guy that sell you your drinks is a Chinese uncle. Little India? You’ll find some hippie Chinese girl buying beads and incense. I was the only Malay guy in the whole classroom of Chinese students when I hit secondary school. Honestly, I’m glad I was. I got totally nobody to relate with but I still mixed around and manage to learn some Mandarin words and the occasional Hokkien expletives. Wait I forgot, I did have one Malay guy friend and he turned to be this annoying jerk.

I am so at ease with the Chinese community that I can say, that I have a Chinese Aunt (because a part of my family got interracial) and now I receive 2 Ang Pows- one on Chinese New and another one at Hari Raya. And right now, if you have not read the JESC part 1, my Mum is babysitting this Chinese girl by the name of Gigi (pronounced Jee Jee) and all I can say Gigi is as Chinese as they come but she is fluent in Malay like any other Malay 5 year old kid.

Nadia & Gigi. Maybe I'll write an article about these brats one day:)
But the one trait that I see and I am at awe with the Chinese is .. their ability to make money. I’m not talking about having wealth and big cars. Some of other races have that too. I’m talking about the entrepreneur blood that flows through their very veins. God gave this gift to them apparently and nobody can deny this. I am at awe and I am speechless. They can turn $1 to $2 in 5 minutes and get $100 bucks in 4 days.

For me, if you give me $1, I might spend it in less than 3 seconds. And my investment will be in a form of a chocolate bar.. I would have to take a loan of an additional 30 cents more since I have my eyes on a Snickers.. the roasted almond ones. They seemed to know how much to charge, when to charge, when to jack up the price, when to hold, don’t charge too low and have a price war, calculate hidden costs, business lingos and all that stuff.

The Chinese baby starts his business skills young.
Translation
Goo Gah!: If you buy one, I give you one FREE!
Gee Boo Ga!: I must say that is a pretty good deal!
Actually this knack at making money is not only with Singaporean Chinese.. it is a gift that span through what I refer to: the Orientals. If you are Korean (doesn’t matter North or South), Mainland Chinese from China, Hong Kong, Taiwan.. whatever.. You will know how to make money. I read a statistics in the US that states the Koreans are the bulk percentage that made their own businesses and the Indians got the majority of top posts in jobs.. (think programming people) and Filipinos makes the top bulk in other jobs such as administration, nursing etc. Even when I was in LA with Dan, we were discussing and he also finds it interesting on how the Koreans manage to get all these businesses going.

I am also at awe with how they stick to their business even though they are not making big bucks - this is hardcore perseverance. I had a conversation with this Chinese friend who owns a shop and he said that some months he can pay the rent and sometimes he can’t. I asked him what did he do when he can’t pay? He said, “ I borrow from relatives.” Now that is a scary thought for me. This guy can easily ditch his business and work for others but he decides to bite the bullet and do things his own way. I salute!

And I am also at awe with how they are not choosy with the businesses they engage in. I can walk along factories and I can see sign boards like Ah Chuan Timber or Lim Kong Steel and Aluminum. These are no glamorous jobs people. Imagine sitting in an office and you have to deal with data after data of steel imports...and trying to solve problems because the aluminum is of poor quality or the wood you ordered turned out to be infested with termites.


Whatever the business, you can be sure the
Chinese are at the forefront.
This skill in making-money for the Chinese is so widespread that my own Malay friends say if you wanna start a business, make sure you have a Chinese friend as your partner. I couldn’t agree less.

I’m gonna stop here and continue on the upside of the Malays and Indians. But don’t worry, Part 2 is gonna come fast cause if not racial riots would occur and we don’t want that now, do we?

I’m part of the riot squad,
Evil Bunny!

 
 
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