Imagine if you will: You move to Malaysia (nice beaches, great tea) and find yourself in a very tolerant democratic country where you are bringing up your kids. Your business is going well. Sunny, youâd say. Very sunny... life seems good. The state religion is Islam, but you wouldnât know it; Your kids mates are Buddhists, Taoists and Muslims. Then one day some Christian terrorist group drops a 747 into Mecca, some fundamentalist priests come across spouting anti-Islam rhetoric, your children start going to school wearing outsized crucifixes and coming home with black eyesâ¦ and you canât look at a paper without seeing something about Christians and their intolerance. But youâre not intolerant, or werenât (the kids black eyes still bite). But even the Council of Christians who were supposed to smooth things out for normal blokes like you canât help loving the attentionâ¦ which only seems to wind up the population. Some of your ex-pat mates have gone nuts, but the majority of you are sick of it. âChristiansâ are always in the papers and you wish itâd stop. A brick goes through your shop window. Youâre losing trade and you can feel the way people look at you. This is your home but it doesn't feel that way any more. Youâve got to feel sorry for the average Muslim bloke havenât you? Why is it always the âfewâ who muck it up for everyone else?