Melaka is a place for good food. Unfortunately, it ends there.
Once upon a time, it was hailed as the cultural and historical heritage of Malaysia, the birthplace of our current nation.
I have been there a number of times, and I see nothing to shout about. Everything is touristy and fabricated. Perhaps I should have headed for the beaches instead of trying to explore the town.
But what can you expect from Melaka, when its state government has decided to allow child marriages to purportedly curtail out-of-wedlock pregnancies?
I won't say more on government policies and the need for restructuring society and addressing social ills, as this entry says it all.
However, I recall a bit of drama concerning teenage parents when I was in the UK last year. Apparently, a 13-year-old boy had fathered a child with his 15-year-old girlfriend.
It was even more befuddling as the kid's voice hadn't even broken yet and he looked like a 9-year-old.
But Alfie Patten was going to raise the child well, he claimed. Never-ending news reports detailed how he had bottle-fed his daughter and changed diapers.
It was very hard for me to smother my cynicism. It is rather difficult for parents in their 20s to cope with raising their newborns - what more for teenagers?
Anyway, it turned out his girlfriend was a bit of a player. After numerous other teenage boys came forward claiming to be the father, Alfie Patten took a paternity test - only to discover that the little girl wasn't his.
So that was that.
I suspect if he had gotten hitched to his girlfriend, that marriage would have ended in divorce.
Children do grow up and change, after all.