Malaysians are just pretty great keyboard warriors aren't we?

So, the death of a puppy struck the wrath of many many Malaysian netizen. I mean like, everywhere I go in the social webbie, there the video of the poor dog's demise is, sprawled all over the interweb, creating a bigger ruckus than a general election in Malaysia. Profiles after profiles are being targeted and headhunted by these keyboard warriors who chant blasphemy behind their plastic cannon and text ammunition. It's really nice to know there are people who cared, or do they?

Let me put it simply. How many of us are really willing to give up a seat for an old lady? I know I did. And I was in KL. The best part? Nobody else did, and someone blatantly threw his bag onto another seat, disregarding the millions around who needed it badly. It was quite a sense of accomplishment for me when the old lady thanked me and said she was very surprised with what I did and said these things seldom happen in KL. I only said "I am from Malacca" to her.

And to the million keyboard warriors out there, how many of you actually treat your pet well? You may, of course, treat your pet better than that unknown guy who killed the poor dog, but how many of you treat yours well enough? I've seen dogs being chained till bruise start to appear on their neck and furs being mangled by the leash due to negligence but of course, dare we sound such situation to the owner? I did, at least. And with that my conscience is clear.

How many of us treat strays nicely? That pooch that died in the video probably got more sympathy and attention because of its breed, but should a smelly stray come whelping into your doorsteps, how many of you do treat it like any other pets should be treated? I know I did. And the gratitude from the dog amuses me all the time, not forgetting the one time he did chase away some immigrants who were hiding at the porch of my house. No I didn't adopt the dog, yes it still lives outside my house, at my porch.

Putting two with two, animals nor humans alike, how many of us do really treat them nicely in the times of need? And most importantly, our parents themselves. The recent Chinese New Year rang my bell heavily, on how much my parents are indeed important to me. I have yet to watch the new Petronas CNY advert but I dare bet, when I do, I too would feel guilty and maybe shed a tear or two.

In conclusion, we are just great pretenders, including myself, as we wear our mask all the time. Ask thy conscience, how true are we with the walk we talk? Happy Chinese New Year, folks.