Letter to Julia 20140621

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Here in the kampung, there is an old boy's network.  You won't find girls in an Old Boy's Club, because boys play differently than girls.  But the world is a small town, and people are the same all over the world.  I'm sure you have something similar in Germany, where they probably want to reinstate the Kaiser or something.  And for sure in the USA.  I've never been interested in joining someone's "Skull and Bones", not even in the music business.  Want I want is to please Allah with music.  Truly ostracized, I am.

One thing you need to know is that the indigenous locals in Malaysia didn't want rich foreigners to gobble up the land, so about a generation ago they passed a law where certain lands can only be owned by indigenous locals, know here as "Bumiputra".  Of course, the flaw of human law is that it has to be enforced, so you find people breaking the rules because they have the power, or are just plain evil.  There is a story where a couple of years ago, a woman named Sosilawati went with an entourage of 3 to score a land deal, and they all wound up getting slaughtered.  Who knows what the angle was, but it kind of makes one think that boys really do play differently than girls.  But evil is as evil does, and I'm sure a woman totally has the capacity to be a crime boss.  No sexism there.  But here in this kampung in Malaysia, there is definitely an Old Boy's Club.  Perhaps not as sinister as some, but just as stubborn.  Why are humans so contentious?  Why can't they believe now that guidance has come to them?  Because they want the same punishment as the ancients before repeated with them.

Julia my most beautiful queen, you are truly both gorgeous and cunning.  I know you like to have as much control as possible, but please don't try to climb the social ladder of an Old Boy's Club.  You would exert more control and have more influence by being a good Muslim wife.  That may sound like a paradox to you, but it isn't.  InshaAllah.  I love you, and I need you.  Hey Erin, how are you doing, you cute thing you?  I love it when you free your heart, and become so sweet.  Please don't allow anything to corrupt your heart of gold.  Your sweetness and purity is the best part of you, my precious, beautiful girl.  I love you, and I need you.