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Georgetown! How much did I like that place! Once again, I keep on praising Malaysia, to the point of boredom. But how could I not? The old architecture, the small streets, the big mosque, stuck between Little India and Chinatown… The smiles…

Now that I’m back  in Hong Kong I already miss this tranquility, this cheerful spirit. In contrast, I find Hong Kong dehumanizing, dehumanized, and both at the same time. And it’s even more striking since there are also Chinese in Malaysia, they also speak mandarin – putonghua -, and yet they are so different!

Maybe it has something to do with the developments of the last century in mainland China, or the Mao phenomenon and the craziness that followed: years of mass mobilization campaigns, of maddened collectivism, of insane government programs that cost millions of lives and the sanity of many…

Or is it just the fact that there’s room in Malaysia? Indeed only 20 million people live in this country which isn’t small. That like a drop in China’s population of almost a billion and a half. Maybe, since people can actually breathe (politically and physically) they have, let’s say… ‘cool down’?

Who knows?

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