I was prowling the www again when I was supposed to be working .. (hee hee .. I tend to do this to get inspiration in my line of work, so it is part of working too - hope the Boss understands when he finds out) but I found something that I want to share with readers of BigCat, something I found here.
In Johor, I prefer taking the taxi to go places because I get the chance to talk to the taxi drivers - and most of them are very down-to-earth, perceptive and have very practical approaches to life. Whether they are Malays, Chinese or Indians, they all have something to add to my info-base of what it is to be Malaysian.
Just so that you know, I also love conversing with the Chinese uncles I meet during my "get-to-know-Johor" run-arounds, because they give me a different view of who and what the Chinese people are. Very different from the ones I used to hang out with in Bangsar and Damansara Utama. Just as different as the original Kluang Station Coffee in Kluang from the ones you find in KL.
I admit though, I find the Bangsar lifestyle is not for me, and the super glitz of Bangsar Shopping Centre puts me off. I am not saying the Curve in Mutiara Damansara is better, but at least there are other things to "cuci mata" at the Curve, with a more bohemian feel to it and practical shopping to be done, like IKEA and Ace Hardware. Oh OK, that is Ikano, but that's just like across the street from the Curve. But that's a couple of years ago, so maybe things are different now, though I still drop by IKEA for small stuff whenever I'm in town. Parking is horrendous there, though.
Anyway, I digress, as usual. I just think that Shuzheng's piece there is worth reading to understand why I feel the way I do about people who tend to generalise and paint all Chinese with the same brush.