What’s in a name? Racial profiling!
By Zan Azlee

A few weeks ago, I received a call from a man whom I did not know. However, he did know me. Or so he claimed. He had seen an article online somewhere about gambling machines being misused in golf clubs and assumed I wrote it.

I was quick to correct him that it wasn’t me who wrote that article. He apologised but did say he followed my writings. Then he went on to introduce himself. Apparently, he was an independent candidate during the last general election but lost.

He said that he enjoyed reading my columns and agreed with a lot of what I have to say. I felt honoured. Then he suggested that I enter politics! Ugh! Then came the utimate statement that always annoys me to almost the point of wanting to commit murder.

“It’s really refreshing to hear a Malay say the things that you say,” he said.

“Who ever told you I was Malay?” I asked him. [Click to read the full article at English.AstroAwani.Com]