Malaysians have their thinking cut out for them. The father knows best line is very much apparent even as we strive for first world status with an intellectually outstanding citizenry.
THIS is a true story. I was once visited by a Communist. No, no, this is not an adventure story about being attacked in the jungles of Pahang. The visit happened in my flat in Sheffield when I was a first-year student. The Communist in question was some English dude with shaggy hair and a paunch.
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