Letters from the Equator

Here’s a story of a man who went through three operations and became a woman and got married to a man from Ipoh and they all have lots of money. They are backed by 3 churches in their wedding occasion, and spend RM1 million on their do. The Star makes this news out to be a grandeur, harmlessly glorious event:

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I actually feel sick as I write this. It’s one of those rare moments that I may offend a particular person directly on the blog (Siew Yee says I shouldn’t give a hoot and just shoot). So, anyway.. let’s have some questions. Questions are good.

Did God make him a man? If so, does God take him back as a man or a woman?
Is pleasure, comfort and acceptance the really only factor of survival and purpose for all human beings?
Then, while we’re at it, can we stop bullying terrorists, cos you know… it doesn’t make a difference because they’re just doing what they feel is right.

Sure, go back and refer to your mantra 101 or Big-Book-on-the-shelf. I’m in no control of anyone who decides what they see is right or wrong. So, what’s the point in this article anyway?

Evidently, my perceptions on this are swinging back and forth between some kind of escapade and reality-tampering peek-show. I admit I do have odd fantasies in my mind, but I also admit that those fantasies crosses boundaries and barriers. Today, those boundaries and barriers translate to “who said it can’t be done?”.

You know what? It all actually does make sense. No one can see beyond the grave anyway. And if no one’s objecting, let’s make it RIGHT.

here’s what’s “right”:
- this man needs to be accepted and have a sense of belonging, he feels a sex change is natural
- this man has finally accepted his identity as a female, and of course, he feels natural to be married to another man
- his friends and family have also made the decision that it is right to love and accept him as who he …. is? isn’t?… anyway, they get little teddy bear door gifts and a lavish meal on their wedding night.
- the community at large faces a dilemma to make a decision whether to accept this as part of our ever-changing face of a nation, or wish in their hearts for something else. In essence, the Malaysian way is not to make too much noise. Only the politicians do that, and folks around coffee tables. No action, please.

This is a harmless episode, really. I mean, compared to terrorists, this is nothing. The Star does have some tabloid qualities, because the stuff that really matters don’t get published very often.

On the other hand… when a certain Malaysian terrorist got killed, it was really really really odd news that, you know, when he was alive and was already labelled a terrorist suspect, he appeared in front of his family no one talked about it.

Why?

Oh, you know…. it… really is, like, not so nice to pry into people’s lives, even though he is a suicide bomber. Okay…. at that time, it was probable that he was a suicide bomber. Or at least, he was suspected to be one of those folks making bombs and thinking up devious schemes.

I just found out that a RM1 million wedding isn’t enough to satisfy everyone. The government and some guys with funny hats and some with suits aren’t making this go down as an official bonding. They do this with weird muslim marriages all the time, why not for this couple?

Everyone gets fair attention. These are changing times…. everything’s possible.