MAS - Discrimination Against Women
Well, my very first blog, what d'ya know. I'd like to thank a certain Miss Shariza for introducing me to this quite useful if I may say tool. Now, let the bigmouth strike his chord!
Malaysians as we are all know are really some of the worlds most 'colourful' people. As I say 'colourful' meaning the Malaysians attitute towards almost everything. I'd always like to say to those who expect more then what they had bargained for with 'you can't have your cake and eat it too'. For instance this issue with the MAS stewardess wanting the company to forego it's discrimitorial regulations towards women. This is another chapter in the never ending 'gender wars' that women like Ivy Josiah are so ever willing to make thier stand for. Look, these women they knew what they are actually getting into went they lined for the 'oh so glamourous' job interview as air hostess for MAS or any other airline in that case. Like I always say that these kinda jobs you just have to sign it with blood, jobs that particularly requires one to have qualities that Mensa would put it down to it's 88th criteria so to speak. And you women please, don't put up those excuses like 'oh...I was young and naive' kind of bullshit. You had already known what you're getting into from day one, so why bother with all the crap about 'women's equal rights' since you specifically know that the job requires you to at all times remain in shape and beautiful (this is very subjective as I know some air hostess that kinda looks like the rear end of a horse)
Let's put it this way, if you were a Formula One driver would you complain to Jon Todt about getting back in shape after chilling it out in the Carribeans after winning last season's World Championship? You bite the bullet and get on with your career rite? Because you had already known when you sign the dotted lines....I.....Want......To....Become....A....Formula....1......Driver...that you are fullfilling your childhood wet dreams of becoming who you want to be....true? So...since i bet these women who opted to join the army of glamorous air-hostess would probably want to take up the jobs becuse it's the only one that requires minimal education but pays quite well wih benefits and all...rite?
So, you got the job, flew to those countries you had always dreamt of going to when you were still a little girl in frogsuit jumpers, met a few interesting if not horny caucasians (which when you were a teenager thought looked soo attractive due to the fair skin and sharp features and had dreams of marrying one and living happly ever after)...good wages enough to buy and treat yourself to the latest Zara line of clothing and even bought yourself a small but powerfull compact car (A VW Golf GTi would be awesome yea?) and for the lucky ones got hitched to one of the Captains (he proposed midair between the coming trebulance announcement and the upcoming in-flight movie) Lets just say you had your fair share of the deal right? Then comes the baby of course you would not want to delay this cause you know when talking to your aunts and womenfolk in the know that delaying the coming of a baby would spell almost desaster for the marriage (it's like some sort of playstation 2 with arms and legs that wets and soild itself for your menfolk) that would probably keep him busy from astraying. Of course then would come the bloatiness of the usually lean body of yours, which in normal job circumstances (if you're working a a government counter clerk with the ever-so-ready "System Down" plycard it would seem normal) it weould casually take you like 6-12 months to get back in shape, obviously you need not look like a supermedel for the jobs in govermental institutions (though a lot of the fair sex in govermental ogranization these days would kill to look like one, given the 'Friday Traditional/Modern Kebaya' ruling announced recently) But "oh-woe-me...I'm a stewardess, I have only 3 months to get back in shape", and thats a lot asking from a women these days with all the gender equallity being shouted from the top by thier champions like Ivy Josiah.
To me equality means that you have to forego the title of 'the fairer sex' and just settle for 'the other sex' if you want to make any progress in matters such as this. It's such a waste of energy to go back and forth wanting equality but demanding to be treated as the charmingly put, 'sensitive gender'. Companies like MAS and other multinational companies such as thiers had studies things like this and had hired specialists to come up with thier policy that would spell profits for them but at the same time maintaining control over thier subordinates. Just like the emperor in 'Gladiator' creating community 'games' to control the onset interllectual minds blossoming from below so as no thought of revolt or reform would take place or any should it surface would initially be crushed at the early stages. The regulations are made to keep employees in-check at all times, so as that whenever it happens to be that one party demands some outrageous reforms, the company has thier say in it and knows your boundaries and limits. Just ask Margaret Thatcher or Gloria Arroyyo, they would be the ones that knows best about getting power and maintianing it. Surely chaos would ensure should women like Ivy Josiah actually get what they want.
So be very careful what you ask for and always ask the main question, "what is the actual agenda of these so called 'champions of gender rights' and to what extent do I want to wage this 'gender wars' if only it would eventually create chaos in further generations to come?"
The feminist movement are so 70's, I guess if one wants to be treated like a women of the millenia, one should take on thier own stride to define what ones wants, without outside influence that probably took up thier motto from a Joan Baez song.
I guess to me allowing my girlfriend to tell the right 'musculine' jokes and me laughing sincerely with it and saying sorry when I made her upset about something would in my own awkward way mean that I'm allowing 'gender equality' to exist within our relationship, even so as it happens subconciously....yes...subconciously.
Malaysians as we are all know are really some of the worlds most 'colourful' people. As I say 'colourful' meaning the Malaysians attitute towards almost everything. I'd always like to say to those who expect more then what they had bargained for with 'you can't have your cake and eat it too'. For instance this issue with the MAS stewardess wanting the company to forego it's discrimitorial regulations towards women. This is another chapter in the never ending 'gender wars' that women like Ivy Josiah are so ever willing to make thier stand for. Look, these women they knew what they are actually getting into went they lined for the 'oh so glamourous' job interview as air hostess for MAS or any other airline in that case. Like I always say that these kinda jobs you just have to sign it with blood, jobs that particularly requires one to have qualities that Mensa would put it down to it's 88th criteria so to speak. And you women please, don't put up those excuses like 'oh...I was young and naive' kind of bullshit. You had already known what you're getting into from day one, so why bother with all the crap about 'women's equal rights' since you specifically know that the job requires you to at all times remain in shape and beautiful (this is very subjective as I know some air hostess that kinda looks like the rear end of a horse)
Let's put it this way, if you were a Formula One driver would you complain to Jon Todt about getting back in shape after chilling it out in the Carribeans after winning last season's World Championship? You bite the bullet and get on with your career rite? Because you had already known when you sign the dotted lines....I.....Want......To....Become....A....Formula....1......Driver...that you are fullfilling your childhood wet dreams of becoming who you want to be....true? So...since i bet these women who opted to join the army of glamorous air-hostess would probably want to take up the jobs becuse it's the only one that requires minimal education but pays quite well wih benefits and all...rite?
So, you got the job, flew to those countries you had always dreamt of going to when you were still a little girl in frogsuit jumpers, met a few interesting if not horny caucasians (which when you were a teenager thought looked soo attractive due to the fair skin and sharp features and had dreams of marrying one and living happly ever after)...good wages enough to buy and treat yourself to the latest Zara line of clothing and even bought yourself a small but powerfull compact car (A VW Golf GTi would be awesome yea?) and for the lucky ones got hitched to one of the Captains (he proposed midair between the coming trebulance announcement and the upcoming in-flight movie) Lets just say you had your fair share of the deal right? Then comes the baby of course you would not want to delay this cause you know when talking to your aunts and womenfolk in the know that delaying the coming of a baby would spell almost desaster for the marriage (it's like some sort of playstation 2 with arms and legs that wets and soild itself for your menfolk) that would probably keep him busy from astraying. Of course then would come the bloatiness of the usually lean body of yours, which in normal job circumstances (if you're working a a government counter clerk with the ever-so-ready "System Down" plycard it would seem normal) it weould casually take you like 6-12 months to get back in shape, obviously you need not look like a supermedel for the jobs in govermental institutions (though a lot of the fair sex in govermental ogranization these days would kill to look like one, given the 'Friday Traditional/Modern Kebaya' ruling announced recently) But "oh-woe-me...I'm a stewardess, I have only 3 months to get back in shape", and thats a lot asking from a women these days with all the gender equallity being shouted from the top by thier champions like Ivy Josiah.
To me equality means that you have to forego the title of 'the fairer sex' and just settle for 'the other sex' if you want to make any progress in matters such as this. It's such a waste of energy to go back and forth wanting equality but demanding to be treated as the charmingly put, 'sensitive gender'. Companies like MAS and other multinational companies such as thiers had studies things like this and had hired specialists to come up with thier policy that would spell profits for them but at the same time maintaining control over thier subordinates. Just like the emperor in 'Gladiator' creating community 'games' to control the onset interllectual minds blossoming from below so as no thought of revolt or reform would take place or any should it surface would initially be crushed at the early stages. The regulations are made to keep employees in-check at all times, so as that whenever it happens to be that one party demands some outrageous reforms, the company has thier say in it and knows your boundaries and limits. Just ask Margaret Thatcher or Gloria Arroyyo, they would be the ones that knows best about getting power and maintianing it. Surely chaos would ensure should women like Ivy Josiah actually get what they want.
So be very careful what you ask for and always ask the main question, "what is the actual agenda of these so called 'champions of gender rights' and to what extent do I want to wage this 'gender wars' if only it would eventually create chaos in further generations to come?"
The feminist movement are so 70's, I guess if one wants to be treated like a women of the millenia, one should take on thier own stride to define what ones wants, without outside influence that probably took up thier motto from a Joan Baez song.
I guess to me allowing my girlfriend to tell the right 'musculine' jokes and me laughing sincerely with it and saying sorry when I made her upset about something would in my own awkward way mean that I'm allowing 'gender equality' to exist within our relationship, even so as it happens subconciously....yes...subconciously.
posted by Rozani at 6/02/2005 10:14:00 PM
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