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MY LIFE AS AN ANG MOH
Ju-Len - BASED ON INCIDENTS my friends have related to me over the years, and things I've read in the papers or heard about, this seems to be what life is like for an ang moh in Singapore: The people here are, like, sooo nice. When I go to a food court and order a plate of chicken rice, the nice lady behind the counter always has a warm smile for me and says "Yes, what would you like?" For some reason, when the local guy behind gets to the head of the queue, the smile disappears and she barks out, "What you want??". Maybe he's a lousy tipper... I like eating at food courts, because local people seem to think it means I'm humble and adventurous. But where I really like to dine is an Italian restaurant. There, the service is simply fabulous. If you happen to be dining there and you get a bit tipsy, the service staff are very tolerant and understanding. It's when I go to Zouk that I feel happiest to be in Singapore, though. I get to dance with all those slim Asian women, and can really bump and grind with them because so many of them aren't caught up with that whole conservative values thing. Why, if I see one I really like, I simply snake my arm around her waist and plant my palm on her lower abs, a couple of inches below her belly button, and whisper in her ear from behind: "Can I give you pleasure?" Chances are she'll find it daring and charming and we'll go home to my condo. But even if she finds it offensive she'll never call the cops on me anyway so it's worth a shot. I wonder why local guys don't try it? Now, just in case it sounds like don't like ang mohs, let me clarify - I don't care what the colour of your skin is, if you're a rude jerk, you're a rude jerk. As far am I'm concerned, no race has a monopoly on behaving like asses. But it just seems to me that many of us foster arrogance and bad behaviour in expats, simply by letting it go unpunished. Ask yourself who the true villain of the piece above is. Is it the ang moh who finds life oh so sweet in Singapore, or is it the clueless staff at the restaurant (that may or may not be Da Paolo), or the abused patrons who didn't go over and dump a glass of wine on the tipsy ang moh's head? Is it the girl who didn't send a swift knee to the groin of the ang moh who groped her? The bottom line is this: people will only behave as badly as you let them. If ang mohs are over here acting like wankers, what does that tell you? PS: I'll leave the last word to wikipedia, which has this to say about ‘colonialism': "Colonialism is the extension of a nation's sovereignty over territory beyond its borders by the establishment of either settler colonies or administrative dependencies in which indigenous populations are directly ruled or displaced. "Colonialism was often based on the ethnocentric belief that the morals and values of the colonizer were superior to those of the colonized." |

