Watch out, Australia! Ah Beng is here

Sorry lah. It has been a while since I wrote my last article. My folks were here to spot check on me for 2 weeks. The past few articles, I have been writing about some serious issues, and a few readers could appreciate it. While others demand porn, slapstick humours and controversies. Since Burek for Breakfast, here is another controversy - a laugh at chinese darkest best kept secret - until today.

Australia, let me introduce you to Ah Beng. A well known species commonly found in Malaysia and Singapore. And like Ebola, they are spreading fast - becoming a usual sight in Sydney, Australia. Ah Beng sp. belongs the to same genus to Bogans and Ocker from the Anglo Saxon Western habitat. A unique species, Ah Beng normally do not have any proper education, flamboyant in his latest Hong Kong fashion statement, sports ridiculous bleached hairdo, relishes in attracting attention to himself by talking & cussing loudly and shamelessly over the mobile phone in the public places like in  a train, bus and cinema, plays his music though his latest Nokia speaker phone instead of Ipod, blaring annoying ringtones (spotted using Pokie Machine melody), munches his food letting out audible *chiap* *chiap* *chiap*, talks with his mouth full, gargles with his soft drink then rips burps after swallowing it, oh yes how can I forget that signature spitting. Got the idea?

The sightings of Ah Beng in a Metropolitans city like Sydney, like the picture above, is not as rare as you might have thought, it is in fact quite common these days - broadly sampled in Chinatown and nearby regions and other Chinese populated suburbs. The dude in the picture took over the phone booth and was squatting for quite a long time, yapping so loud that we all still can hear him a few meters away as the Tram whizzed pass. I really felt like getting over there and give the dickhead a big kick in the ass. The weather is a tad too cold for 'selipar jepun' (thong), that would be a full bloom Ah Beng at his very best.

For those Aussie mates who think I am a racist.. let's do a quick role play, mate.... think of yourself run into a group of rowdy vulgar Aussie Bogans arm with Mollocks spitting tobacco (not sure if I get the correct spelling and for you malaysians, Mullocks is Achy Breaky Heart singer's old hairstyle) in the street of a foreign country metropolitan city you happened to be residing such as Kuala Lumpur or Ang Moh Kiow (Singapore pride & city). I am sure you wouldn't feel embarrassed and I am sure you would feel proud to be an Aussie .... or perhaps you are beginning to see my point of view now, mate? But then I would label you a racist for being stereotyping to your own people.

or maybe not...