Beautiful Malaysia

KL continues to surprise me.

A few nights ago, I went to a gay men's bar in a popular KL shopping complex. If you didn't know someone who knew it was there, you probably wouldn't find it. This was the first time I had gone clubbing in a highly Melayu joint since the old Base days. Just like the old underground R&B haunt, this one was badly ventilated, packed to the brim and open way past the 3 am curfew. Only difference is, this one doesn't chase same sex couples off the dance floor.

The most amazing thing about this place was the confirmation of something that should no longer surprise me, knowing what I know. 80% of the men there were extremely straight looking middle-aged Melayu males. Read: you wouldn't even think the thought of having another man crossed their minds if you bumped into them in the streets. In fact, I am sure some of them at least have wives and children.

And unlike the previous place I wrote about, the men in this joint were definitely on the lookout for some recreational entertainment. They weren't podium dancers. They were observers from the side, looking for a nice young gay boy to have some fun with.

So, for all you smug marrieds, especially if you are Malay, think again before you belittle gay people for their "eccentricities". And if you think being homosexual is strictly a Western evil, think again. Judging from what I saw, it ain't something we imported, honey. It's been here and been done.

And to all Malay women, here's a piece of advice. If you don't already have a good gay male friend, get one. It's the only way you may even come close to knowing if your husband really is straight.

Oh, and by the way, apparently, this place is also a favourite for our young female Melayu artistes to celebrate their birthdays.

Aren't we an amazing nation?