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Did Kugan Ananthan die so horribly because when Malaysians had so many opportunities to speak out, we were so very silent?

I was washing my dishes just now in the kitchen in hall, and because I had quite a few dishes to carry, I decided to make two trips. Better that way, I reasoned to myself – I avoid any unnecessary breakage of dishes by carrying too many at one go.

When I returned from my first trip, there was a kukubird (not derogatory in this context) washing his dishes at the sink. All’s fine and well, I though, to each his or her own turn at washing the dishes at the sink.

However, said kukubird was not only washing his dishes at the sink. He was washing his dishes at the sink with MY detergent. RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.

He obviously hadn’t heard me re-enter the kitchen, because I walk lightly for a chubsy (ok lah, I shall stop making fat jokes about myself). But still, my sympathy wasn’t going to be wasted on him. I walked over and whisked the soap AND sponge away from this kukubird (now a derogatory term) with a loud “TSK” and walked away.

Seriously, some people.