Silence is gold, protest is silver

I heard this from the radio this morning while I was driving to work:

Someone from the parliament proposed so that we separate male and female passengers in LRT to avoid sexual harassment from happening. 

I’m actually not so much a political/government critic like someone, but this did ripple my nostalgia. The above mentioned proposal is quite similar with quite a number of restrictions introduced by my beloved university, which I found were ridiculous. Just to cite the top 2 which caused my greatest dulan-ness:-

1.         At one time, they forbad us to dry our undergarments in the sun; we should cover them with cloth. The reason given sounded this way:

 “Tak malu ke? Nak biar orang tengok?”

Hello! Why was it an eyesore when all the clothesline were isolated from the admin buildings? And they even arranged for ad hoc spot check on clotheslines and forfeited all the undergarments not being covered. The spot check made a lot of commotion and I saw many people scurrying to salvage their precious… [So malu, then might as well don’t wear any!]

2.         Some of the lecturers prohibited students with opposite gender to sit next to each other. Not to mention, we have newspaper-reading-corner for siswi and siswa. [As if one will become pregnant by sitting next to a guy…]  

Hoo…. It’s a relief to speak out after suppressing for so long…

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3 Responses to “Silence is gold, protest is silver”


  1. 1 Cheah April 11, 2007 at 11:04 pm

    Hey, women, go back to Venus. And you all, men, go back to Mars. Leave Earth to the animals.

  2. 2 sc April 12, 2007 at 11:16 am

    the ridiculous part aside, i miss those days =)

  3. 3 teh April 12, 2007 at 1:27 pm

    we get choked, then might as well dun eat. we get suffocated due to some gases, thn separate the GASES lah…. MALE AND FEMALE LIKE AIR, HOW U WAN TO SEPARATE THEM??!!!!!  bue tahan those M BRAIN….. )(!*@^#%&^@%!#*@&#1


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