I've said it before and I'll say it again, there's nothing more reliable, reassuring and foundation granting than a good old fashioned dose of religious based sexual panic. It's like a cleansing dose of quicksilver than washes away the messy confusion surrounding human desire .South East Asia seems to be leading the way at the moment in public rulings that evidence just how arbitrary, self righteous and secretly erotic most rules governing sexual behaviour really are (oh, sorry - yes, with of course, the exception of the good people in Camp Haggard who have really created an entertaining masochistic mess for themselves). After all, only last week Bangkok started patrolling the streets looking for teenagers who might be making out.
This time, further south, officials in the northeastern state of Terengganu have started up a secret network of spies that are spying to catch people who have sex outside of wedlock.
Most comforting non-fiction quote ever:
"Some of these spies could be waitresses or even janitors at hotels acting as ... undercover agents for our religious department," Rosol Wahid, the chairman of a state Islamic welfare committee, was quoted as saying.
How calming!
And you know, almost for certain, that at the top of that Malaysian religious heirarchy, at the top of a tower, in a small room, is the eccentric religious dictator. He's a small man with a long beard and a ludicrous striped hat who sits naked all day on a stool jacking off to stories told to him by his waitress spies about the goings on of all the illegal sex down in reality-land.
What a HOOT Malaysia is becoming!
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