Any active duty or veteran soldier that votes Republican deserves to get shit on when they open their mouths about voting for shooting themselves in the foot. How can you vote for people who use you to shoot up their contributor's bottom lines on your blood, then tell you to fuck off after you come back broken, asking for the benefits and services promised to you when you enlisted?

Oh, I know why. . .because Democrats are pussies, right?

My landlords are ethnic Malay muslims.

The three teachers in my department are Hindus from India. Two are married and I didn't even have to ask.

The friends I have made are a Jordanian Muslim, a Yemenese Muslim, an Egyptian Muslim and an Indonesian Muslim. Tonight I meet with them a Muslim Bangladeshi runway model.

And, to the surprise of no one with a brain, none of them are ISIS, Boko Haram, Al-Qaeda and none hate me for being Jewish.

Who woulda thunk, right?

Welcome to my journal. I was requested, when I first announced in the lounge I got a job in Kuala Lumpur, to write and send photos. I'll start with writing. How did my first week go?

Well, my school is awesome. Selective private schools are the best. The students looked at me funny when I spoke fluent Mandarin, sometimes better than the Malay Chinese.

1: Coconuts cost less than $1. Nothing better on a hot November day (yes, I said hot) than ice cold coconut milk straight out of the coconut.

2: Food here is amazing and cheap. And it's all Haalal, which is good for someone who keeps kosher.

3: Rain, rain and more downpours. Did I mention rain?

4: It take a few days to get used to seeing all the Muslim head dress. Next time some cocksucker in the States says "all Muslims are. . .," tell them about Indonesia, Malaysia, Brunei and the Hui Chinese Muslims. Then punch the motherfucker for being a racist turd. Don't forget Turkmenistan, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Bangladesh, East Timor and the massive Muslim minorities in Singapore and southern Thailand.

5: Obama was here and it screwed up the city. Roads were closed. It was a mess.

6: I went to a bar on the 33rd floor of a fancy hotel. It had a pool in the middle and it rained while I was swimming and drinking.

7: Coffee here is cheap and good.

8: The school is interviewing my wife for an elementary position, so both of us may be working in the same place starting in February.

9: Finally, schools here start in January and end in November. I teach nine classes a week, but am in administration so I have those duties. But the fun is I only teach 167 days a year, not including 23 testing days. I have so many holiday days it's great! And it's a 12 month contract with bonuses.

Enjoying life here.

My wife is a Chinese national. Americans are shitting their pants over the Chinese too. I wonder if this will happen to her on her puddle jumper flight to LA the day she goes back to home. After all, she isn't a white Christian Murikan. God damn, my country sucks these days.

I mean, there were crickets when it happened in Kenya last year, Nigeria since 2009 and Beirut last week. Except some dumbass hashtag that did little to "bring our girls back."

I guess only white lives matter. Oh, I'm white too.

here in Petaling Jaya. Woo hoo. The traffic is so screwed here.

You know how hard it is to convince people that just because I'm American, I do not have unfettered access to President Obama.

If I see him (unlikely), I'll try to get a photo.