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Friday, October 31, 2014

The Malays. My People, My Race.


There are Malays today who are at ease with their identity, their place in society with thier life and understand that what, who and whom they have become are the sum of the experiences and the choices they make in their life. They are not defined by the circumstances of their birth but shaped by the manner of their upbringing and how they seize the opportunities that comes with education and self awareness as age and the ability to think comes to them. I will not be so bold as to put myself in the company of those Malays who have triumphed in spite of the circumstance and negativity that surrounds them for I have chosen to live away from my country of birth for too long a time. What I have become are the sum of my travels and what I have learned and choose to do outside Malaysia - though my life and upbringing in Malaysia contributed in making me what I am today. 

But it is those Malays who chose to live, work and survive triumphantly in Malaysia  in spite of the odds and the "assist" of Umno through their "Ketuanan Melayu" policies that must now stand up and be counted. For in them lies the future of the Malays in Malaysia and more importantly the success or failure of what all Malaysian aspire too - a decent, safe, secure and successful future for generations of Malaysians to come. 


Then there are the Malays who think that entiltlements and privileges accorded by birth , family and who they know are all rights conferred upon them by birth, race and religion. That "Ketuanan Melayu" is theirs from cradle to grave. That political dominance is an opportunity for personal gains that these Malays take for themselves and their families. These Malays though few in numbers are the Malays that we Malays and Malaysian everywhere must fear and loathe for in them are vested the ability to ruin and wreck asunder the future of our children and our nation. 

To be a Malay in Malaysia today is glorious. Race, religion and politics are all in your favor through no efforts of your own. This is more than what many other Malaysian have at birth. Now the challenge is what you make of yourself after you become aware that race, religion and politics already puts you leaps ahead of other Malaysian! Do you do good or do you use race, religion and politics to do evil? 

You know what "good" is and you know what "evil" is. It is all around you. 

Today the evil Malays are those complicit in the trial of Anwar Ibrahim - simply an attempt to prosecute someone for political expediency - no more no less. Today the "evil" Malays are those arrogant political leaders who use public office for personal gains. Today the "evil" Malays are those who believed erroneously that race, religion and politics entitles them to serve themselves not the people not the nation. These Malays are few but what they do harms us all.

Rightly or wrongly the Malays by and large are taken at face value by their peers and by Malaysians. For Malaysians if a Malay succeed in life it must be because they are Malays and for the Malays if one of them succeeds in life it must be because of Umno. While there may be some truth in that equation there is also truth in the reality that few Malays are today what they were a decade ago. Many Malays no longer owe alligience or loyalty towards Umno for to them alligience and loyalty needs to be deserved and earned.   

I resent that even as late as a few days ago I received this comment by a Malays who read what I write:

"Upon reaching 70 you decide not not to associate yourself with Umno or BN 's govt anymore. Not even for another day you wrote.Well I don't exactly know whether before this you needed Um no and BN's govt to secure your successful life.    

My reply was that 40 years after leaving Malaysia to live abroad you still tell me that I have to be thankful to Umno for being whatever and whoever I am today? Why do we not make Umno responsible for what the Malays have become to day? By the words of Umno's past president Mahathir Mohammad:      
"The Malays are lazy, they are not interested in studying and revising. If we go to the universities, 70 per cent of the students are women, where are the men?” .....They prefer to become Mat Rempit (Malay motorcycle gang members), that is why I said they are lazy. Malays think nothing of taking money that is not theirs. I have seen it with my own eyes. They also struggle to manage their finances well or with any degree of honesty..... If you take something that does not belong to you, what you are doing in essence, is stealing".
I want to ask Mahathir and Umno who have made the Malays lazy, taught them to steal and be dishonest? 

If not Umno and you, who then?

These debates will no doubt endure for more time that we care to give them because Umno politics thrive on the negativity that these debates casts in the minds of many Malays as they continue to think that their survival as a race and as individuals do depend on Umno holding on to political power. 

Let us not dwell on these negativity for too long for as I have said before...their numbers are few though their voices are strident in their insistence to be heard over the silent majority. 

Let me tell you what most of you already know.

In most part of the civilized and democratic world the individual - not race, not religion not politics -  rule. Today in Australia I and many others care not if the Prime Minister is a Jew, a Chinese or a white Australian.  What we do care about is that the Prime Minister of Australia must be a Prime Minister for all Australians. The government of Australia must govern for all Australians and they must govern responsibly and be answerable to all Australian for the things they do while in government. For the privilage of holding public office they will serve for the good of Australia, Australians and all those that chose to make Australia their home...and that includes me. Our race, religion and political leanings may differ but together we strive to make Australia a better place to live, work and when the time comes...to die in. The Australians leave the business of government to their politicians and the politicians leave the business of life choices to the individuals. This works because by and large we have politicians and Australians who are mindful of their responsibility to each other - and that translates into making Australia a great place to live in.

If I can find all that in Malaysia then there will be no reason for me to live elsewhere. No reason for me to leave a country I was born in, a country for whom my wife and children have much affection for, a country where my parents are buried in and certainly a country that I and many others are reluctant to give up on. But the truth is simply this - life is hard anywhere you chose to live it in - why make it harder by having to face the discrimination that race, religion and political affliliations burdens us with? 

But if, for any reasons, you need race, religion and political affiliations in your life, then stay in Malaysia. Stay where Ketuanan Melayu gives you that "assist" in life. Stay where your religion gives you what you perceived is a spiritual and real advantage over those who are otherwise inclined and stay where politics dictates all facets of your life from cradle to grave. Stay in Malaysia but do not begrudge others of their right to chose where to live their lives in and we in turn will not begrudge you for your choice to live in Malaysia.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Jujur.



Duhai kekasih pujaan hatiku
Apakah kau memberiku satu arti
Sedikit rasa yang bisa kumengerti
Bukan sumpah atau janji

Buktikanlah bila ada cinta
Setulus hatimu bisa menerima
Sebatas kejujuran yang kau miliki
Bukan sekedar bersama

Jujurlah padaku bila kau tak lagi cinta
Tinggalkan aku
Bila tak mungkin bersama
Jauhi diriku lupakanlah aku
O... Ho... O... Ho...

Jujurlah padaku bila kau tak lagi suka
Tinggalkan aku
Bila tak mungkin bersama
Jauhi diriku lupakanlah aku
Selamanya 

cakap cakap...nobody knocking on my door!


Friday is a so so day. The end of a week and the beginning of the weekend which may or may not be good for some or too much time away from work for others. For me the days, weeks and months are no longer a concern for my life is no longer dictated by the tyranny of time. So unconcerned am I by the passage of time that I need to be reminded what day it is and sometimes even what time of the day it is. For those of you that measures your day activities by the hour or even by the minutes please do carry on for we have need of people like you who keep the world spinning. I got off the spinning world a few years back and will not watch the world spin anymore because it makes me dizzy!

Each of us will have our druthers. For me there are no more great plans made for the weeks or months to come so that I will reap the financial rewards of my efforts in work or business. Whereas in the world I use to live in before in KL I had access to the highest level in politics, in government and in business here in Melbourne the high light of the past week for me was discussing with my son what sort of patio furniture we need to get for Summer. If in KL in the days long gone by I might be planning for a weekend spent on my Father's boat with my family at the Yacht Club in Kelang, today about the only thing looming on my weekend calender is to decide where I will go for a drive with my wife and then allowing her to decide if she will have pancakes at Hungry Jacks for breakfast or Fish Fillets at McDonald's for lunch. 

As for today - Friday - I am planning for my latest foray into business. In the building where I am staying I am discussing with s Sudanese how we can start a small business doing removals and the buying and selling of household stuff. He has recently bought a Van to do the same thing but is in need of some guidance from someone savvy in that kind of business (ME!) and our initial discussions have been "fruitful". Whether that fruit is going to be sweet or sour or whether it is going to be left hanging on the tree until it ripens and is eaten by the birds or dropped to the ground to be consumed by insects and worms is to be seen. Suffice to say that the three weeks he had spent working with a courier company has ended with him being out of pocket and not being paid for work done. Such are the ways of the world where you will be taken advantaged of if you are too trusting of people that promises you the world and deliver naught! This is a work in progress and from time to time when it moves me, I will share our trials and tribulations with all my friends that stops to read what I write.

For the time being my immediate worry is the Samsung Washing Machine that is about to die on me and of course the putting together of a business plan for this business that I am embarking upon. Ahh how good is it to be turning 70 and not have the burdens and worries of the world upon your shoulders! Eat your heart out Najib, Anwar and Mahathir....better to be me than to be anyone else....Amen.


Andak Zack Zohdi.

Last night I posted "cakap cakap....on being  70" reminiscing about life as I see it. I recieved a comment on that post on my facebook and like to share that comment and my reply to it here:


  • Andak Zack Zohdi Upon reaching 70 you decide not not to associate yourself with Umno or BN 's govt anymore. Not even for another day you wrote.Well I don't exactly know whether before this you needed Um no and BN's govt to secure your successful life.
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  • Hussein Abdul Hamid Andak Zack Zohdi I am living in Melbourne in a two bedroom apartment subsidized by the Australian Government and living on a pension provided by the same government. All that I have today...whether the food in my fridge or the car that I bought last week I have been able to have because of that pension. I needed Umno and BN like I need a hole in my head because I had to trade on my wife's Australian citizenship to get PR in Australian because after many years of trying I was still not able to get PR for my wife and children to stay in Malaysia. I migrated to Australia over 40 years ago....I repeat 40 years ago.....what has Umno or BN got to do with who or what I am today? If you say that I have a successful life over here in Melbourne I would like to inform you that living on a pension is BELOW the poverty line in Australia ....you cannot, by any criteria, consider that a success. I am contented because I have all that I need and as I said....my needs are few. So if you think that that is successful so be it.....but Umno and BN certainly have nothing to do with it!

cakap cakap....on being 70.

I was about to write.."I will be 70 tomorrow"...but it is already tomorrow now! 

Its past midnight. ......7 minutes past midnight to be exact...and so I have been 70 for over 7 minutes! 

Mentally and physically I feel good. No illness that troubles me. Enough good food to eat...hell the last time I checked the fridge we have chicken, lamb chops, lamb shanks and lamb cutlets, diced rump steak, salmon and basa fillets, drumstick, meat pies, beef spring rolls, vegies, three tubs of different flavor ice cream, pears, watermelon, grapes and oranges.....and that is just the fridge! 

Last week I got myself a Merc C200 Elegance - an old one but adequate for our needs. I sold the A160 when I stopped writing for FMT because I was worried that I would  need some reserves...but I managed okay without the stipend from FMT...and so I went and got the C200 from A Malaysian who was going back to Malaysia to be with his wife who was about to deliver their first born...and then he is staying put in Shah Alam. Chris if you are reading this...thanks for the car...my wife and me are happy with our purchase. 

Two weeks ago I did think about taking a sabbatical from writing and blogging. Why? Well I did asked myself why do I bother about something that does not and cannot affect my life over here  in any way whatsoever? In fact I did stop writing for a week and it felt good because I had more time to spend with my wife and more time to do what I wanted to do - which is mostly doing nothing! After a week there were so many things stacked up in my brains waiting to go into my blog that I had to power on my PC and write. 

Now back to being 70. 

No big deal. I am under no illusion that I am God's gift to women. Never have been and never will be! I draw comfort in the fact that Mick and Paul (that is as in Jagger and McCartney) are older than me. Hendrix, Lennon, George and MJ are all dead. I am not...and that alone is something I am grateful for. Whether I will still be around this time next year is of no concern to anybody but me and possibly my immediate family - wife and two children! Everyone else really does not care a damm one way or another! And I can deal with that ...deal with the fact that like most other people there will be no state funeral when I go nor will any flags anywhere be flown at half mast. If anything, when I go, some people will be troubled with having to bury me. How I wish I could just self destruct and save everyone the trouble. 

Are there things I still want to do? Wish to do? Dream of doing?

Yes some....but all can wait for my wife comes first. These last few months her ability to do physical things - get to bed, get up from a chair, walk and even stand up straight has begun to be a chore for her. Adjust, adjust and adjust I tell myself. Have patience and understand that that is how dementia creeps up on someone I tell myself. Enjoy and spend whatever quality time we still can together. Each day is a blessing. My son does his part with much love for his mother and for that I am happy. 

The thought of shutting myself out from what is happening in Malaysia still lingers in my head and I am pushing myself hard to continue to have the rage and keep the fire burning inside me for ABU, for Pakatan Rakyat and for goodness and decency to prevail but I know it is futile. The force is simply not with Pakatan Rakyat. Pakatan Rakyat cannot form government by default as Umno will not go quietly....and there are enough people in Malaysia who will make sure that somehow, any how....Umno will be around for a long time. 

That is why at 70 I will not subject myself to even another day of living under any Umno led BN government. At 70 time is not on my side. At 70 I want to live life as gloriously as I can before the lights go out. The lights have dimmed considerably but they have not yet gone out. The sum of all my life is simply this : Today I want for nothing that I could not have and this is so because my needs are few. I look back at a life that is indeed eventful, amazing and crowded with memories of a life with a wife who took me at 21, in London. because I told her that I did not want to wake up one morning  without her by my side. And so we marry and the rest is history...well actually My Story!   

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

What can we expect next? A detail explanation of Najib's and Rosmah's daily bowel movement with diagrams and explicit description of each stool and the interval between each droppings as it splashed into the toilet bowl?

I am no prude....one who is excessively concerned with being or appearing to be proper, modest or righteous. Neither am I constrained to doing what is normally expected of me. I do as I please mindful that what I do should not intrude into the personal space of others. In Australia where I live teats and cleavage are a dime a dozen on the trams in Summer. What passes for entertainment on television at times makes looking for porn on the Internet a superfluous act -  quite like a fifth wheel on a car! I see men kissing each other on the streets and women being grabbed and fondled by their partners (men and women) in the name of love or horniness - take your pick. Nothing fazes me anymore. Go onto the Internet and you can see Paris Hilton, Kim Kardashian and a host of other celebrities getting their rocks off  without so much as an "excuse me!" or "pardon!". And yet I blush when I read of the goings on in the Kuala Lumpur High Court these last few days in front of these learned Judges:


Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus, KY-Y jelly..Jesus Christ what has our country descended to? 

What can we expect next?  A detail explanation of Najib's and Rosmah's daily bowel movement with diagrams and explicit description of each stool and the interval between each droppings as it splashed into the toilet bowl? And we need to know their bowel movement to explain the need for a private toilet in the Government Jet used by them in their travels to far and distant lands on government service. Only by a knowing their bowel movement (noisy and smelly) can the government justify the need for a private toilet in their government jet just for their own personal use! 

Really ......I do not care a fuck about what Anwar and Saiful do in the privacy of a room! And that goes double for what Najib and Rosmah do in their own bathroom or the bathroom of the government jet There are just some things that decency and good manners will tell you is best left unsaid. But decency and good manners are not what this fucking Prime Minister of ours are familiar with. Tun Razak will be turning in his grave at the goings on in the Kuala Lumpur High Court. Najib on the other hand considers it a personal triumph to have check mate his nemesis and damm what our nation has to go through to make that happen. 

Sadly for this BN government, anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus, KY-Y jelly are now being discussed in schools, colleges and Universities. Najib and Rosmah too dicusss Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus, KY-Y jelly over dinner in their home. In fact nothing can distracts the nation's rapt focus on Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus and KY-Y jelly. Our King in his Istana too talk about Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus and KY-Y jelly....we are today a nation of Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus and KY-Y jelly. 

Well may we say Allah Selamatkan Malaysia dan Rakyat nya but nothing will save Najib Razak and the BN government when the time comes for the people of Malaysia to register their hatred, disgust and contempt for a government that allows Anal, rectum swab, high rectum, low rectum swab, semen samples in Saiful's anus and KY-Y jelly to overcome all other ethical and moral consideration because it is politically expedient  to proceed with the character assassination of Anwar Ibrahim. This BN government led by Najib Razak ignores the vulgarity of their method of doing Anwar Ibrahim in. Now it has become an embarrassment for our people and our nation as people from other nations laugh at how any nation can allow themselves to be the subject or ridicule and laughter as Malaysia is now. 

The only comfort I can draw from all that is happening this week in the Kuala Lumpur High Court is just this : Let us give Najib Razak and the government he leads enough rope so that they can hang themselves! This Anwar Ibrahim Sodomy Two case is probably the last few yards of rope that Najib and his cohorts will need to do just that!

Macham macham....


Teenager trading sex for travel

October 28, 2014, 3:21 pm Allison Wallace Total Travel


A step up from the popular backpacker pastime of couchsurfing, this is essentially bedsurfing.

Chinese teenager Ju Peng from Shanghai posted an ad to Chinese social media website Weibo offering sex in exchange for paid holidays around China.



Not only do the men have to be willing to spend the money to host the young lady, but they have to be good looking, under 30, rich and at least 5’7″.
The 19-year-old Chinese woman says she has already travelled throughout eastern China using this controversial method and wants to see the rest of the country, but doesn't have the funds.
She said: "It is sort of like hitchhiking. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
Her controversial ad has sparked some outrage on social media in China, with accusations of prostitution being posted.
One Sina Weibo user comes right out and says it: “"If she was taking cash we'd all know what to call her.”
In China, prostitution is illegal but widely accepted.
It is not known if any have taken Peng up on her offer

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

NAJIB RAZAK DI DALAM ZON MAUT!


The "I Like Najib Razak" club in Malaysia was disbanded a long time ago though no one has bothered to tell Najib about it. Contrary to popular belief the "I Like Rosmah Mansor" club has never been suggested by even Najib Razak! Najib can be said to be Queen Controlled, a bumbling idiot, a "do anything to get people to like him" kind of a guy or even a "clueless ass of a leader" but he knows that suggesting the formation of a "I Like Rosmah" club is akin to handing over to Mahathir the last nail to be driven into his own coffin! Truly this Najib is a work of utter rubbish that even Umno will find hard to replicate if, by some miracle, they are given a another five years in government after the next general election. But for now our nation, our people and Umno will have to deal with him in the near and not to distant future. Like a wart on the tip of our nose that will not go away Najib looms disgustingly over everything that matters in our nation....and this week our nation holds its breath over what is to happen to Anwar Ibrahim as the court deliberates on what is to happen  to him over Sodomy Two.

In Mahthir we have a Prime Minister who was totally focussed on doing what HE believed was good for our country and this was an end he pursued with a vengeance that bordered on the extreme. Mahathir's saving grace was the purity of his intent - the nation above all else -though along the way his intent and deeds were questionable - but Mahathir tried. 

Najib came to the Prime Ministership tainted and already had for company our disgust in the manner he has conducted his private life and our contempt for his work at state and federal level. Mahathir had found it expedient to advance Najib's political career because Mahathir preferred to have Ministers in his cabinets whose balls he had safely clutched in his hands. When you have a Minister balls in your hands - his heart and mind will follow unhesitatingly. Najib was such a Minister! Today that Minister is our Prime Minister! 

Today that Prime Minister is head of a Government that saw it fit to incarcerate Anwar Ibrahim for sodomy because Najib mistakenly believes in the maxim "out of sight, out of mind". Do you expect anything less from Najib? 

This is the Prime Minister who thinks that Altantuya can no longer haunts his being because through the questionable use of his office and all that money can buy he has turned everything associated with the affair into a farce that even AR Tompel and the Three Bujang Lapoks would be hard done to try to better. Deepak and Bala have been neutralized and now Najib thinks that he is home free.   

He has used copious amounts of OUR MONEY - in the billions -  to buy the last general elections.

He has made promises having to do with our freedom and civil rights that he has never intended to keep.

And most damaging of all for Umno, Barisan Nasional and for himself, Najib Razak is perceived to be a failure by millions of Malaysians who have discarded him as their leader by giving their votes to the opposition in the last general election.   

And today after what the courts will decide on Anwar Ibrahim we will see that final nail driven into Najib's coffin should Anwar Ibrahim be driven from court direct to the holding cell that will be his "in transit" because the court have seen it fit to uphold his custodial sentence.   

I have no doubt that Najib Razak may enjoy a short lived period of euphoria as Anwar Ibrahim is put away for a good many years but "short lived" in politics can be a matter of weeks or months at most. What hope has Najib against those aligned with Mahathir who seek to oust him from office and the many hundreds of thousands of Malaysians who will want Najib punished for the jailing of their "comrade in arm Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim"?

For all I care let our country descend into the madness of the reformasi days. Let the people unleash their hatred for Najib Razak reminiscence of the racial hatred that was upon us during the May 13th riots and may our nation be embroiled in riot and mayhem until this BN government led by Najib Razak understands that the people of this country are beyond anger and disgust at the manner this Najib Razak has conducted himself as our Prime Minister! 

I hope Malaysians will forget politics and understand that it is no longer acceptable for any human being to be put away for political expedience. I hope that Malaysians of all political persuasion understand that our nation has now advanced beyond the politics that have been used by Umno and Barisan Nasional to advance their corrupt and arrogant political agenda for over half a century. And I do hope desparately that the sums of Anwar's and Pakatan Rakayat political struggle over the years have somehow made our people aware that what is happening to Anwar today can also happen to anyone of us if we do not make a stand against this corrupt BN government led by Najib Razak. Amen.

ANWAR IBRAHIM : September 1998 - we need to remember this!




Sadly our country once again seems to plunged itself into a division so deep and final that it would seem that our nation will be wreck asunder by the rising of the morning sun on the very next day as Malaysian vent their pros and cons for what is to happen to Anwar today. I remember what I wrote in 2013 and much as I have agreed to disagree with what Anwar has done since then I cannot but have compassion and sympathy for the injustice that would be done to him should the Courts do what many, many of us will not want it to do - incarcerate Anwar for his personal misdeeds .....if any. 




Friday, March 22, 2013

September 1998 - we need to remember this!


Sometimes we will find amongst us an individual who by his deeds will wake the conscience of an entire nation. This was what happened in September 1998. Over fifteen years ago there was Reformasi – before Pakatan Rakyat, before Najib or Mahyuddin. This Din guy was still wet behind his ears. How many of you still remember what happened in that month of September in that year? Tell me…how many of you? Let me refresh your memory. Did you remember this announcement on TV3?


“Berikut ialah berita terkini berkenaan perlucuttan jawatan Dato Seri Anwar Ibrahim sebgai Timbalan Perdana Menteri dan Menteri Kewangan oleh Jabatan Perdana Menteri jam 5.30 petang.


Then we see Anwar sitting quietly as balaclava wearing police stormed into his house. He sits calmly amongst the madness beside his wife telling everybody to “Relax. Relax”. And then he was taken away. 

The next time we saw him he had a black eye and he had been severely beaten by the Police. This was how he later described the beatings: “I was arrested. Blindfolded. Handcuffed and I was assaulted severely…unconsciousness until the following day. After I regain consciousness I was quite sure that they would not allow me to live…prefer me dead….I was crawling to the bathroom”.

Then his trail by a reprehensible Judge call Augustine Paul doing the bidding of Mahathir! Anwar was sentenced to fifteen years jail on trumped up charges of sodomy and abuse of power. Remember his family together across the river?

He was in solitary confinement with a camera on him 24/7 for six years. He was freed on a Thursday 2nd September 2004. “As Judge Abdul Hamid Mohamad read out the verdict over 1 1/2 hours it became apparent that Anwar, 57, would be freed. The prisoner—wearing a neck brace and confined to a wheelchair—exchanged excited glances with family members and gave a thumbs-up sign”.   


What did he say of his time in confinement? “Thinking of the hardship…of the ordeal inflicted on Azizah and the family and the children and how they have to cope without me…in an enviorement that was very hostile and an endless, vicious malicious attack in the media”. “I know I am innocent. I know I will be vindicated ultimately and I have full confidence of the Public…the Malaysians to understand”

He emerges from jail confined to a wheel chair and yet at the end of it all he said “ My interest is National Unity …I will forgive but I will not forget”

Now all that is forgotten. As forgotten as Guan Eng's time spent under ISA for championing the plight of a Malay girl against the then Chief Minister of Malacca -Rahim Thambi Chik. As forgotten as the riots of May 13 1969 when Chinese and Indians were mowed down by the Army and the Police! As forgotten as the Memali Incident, Ops Lallang as Hamid Tuah as were all those downtrodden and oppressed people who had fought against the might of the Barisan government against injustice and lost. How you all easily forget. What more commitment do you want from Anwar, Kit Siang and Tok Guru? How can anyone question their passion to do their best for the people of this country? Do you think that they do not wake up each morning focussed on what they have to do to make PR strong against UMNO? Can anyone say that they have not done enough?

Each and everyone of us will need to sit down and decide - if you have still not done so. Our time is running out. Are we with PR or with UMNO. With Anwar or with Najib? With Right or with Wrong. With the corrupt or with the clean? With greed, deceit and arrogance or with decency,justice and righteousness. There really is no choice to make. It is always PKR/PR/Anwar/Kit Siang and Tok Guru …has always been, should always be and will always be. They will say that I am Pro Anwar. Yes I am. I am also Pro PR, pro justice, pro decency and pro equal rights for everyone in this country…and I am proud of it! Come join me and together let us make Pakatan Rakyat's  fight against UMNO that little bit easier. ABU!

Monday, October 27, 2014

ANWAR IBRAHIM


steadyaku47 comment: 

Reflections of what I wrote about Anwar a few years back....but much has changed since then....whether for better or for worse...you be the judge. 


Anwar Ibrahim...He cannot dance ...he cannot sing!

Anwar Ibrahim was born in August 1947. Me in October 1947. Two months separates us at birth-enough for me to be able to say that he is older, but possibly two or three lifetimes separates us knowing what he has gone through in his life.

I remember the time when I wanted to meet up with him to find out what he was doing with his life. He was then teaching at one of the shop houses along Jalan Pantai – possible with Yayasan Anda if I am not mistaken. I did find him and he was indeed teaching and in slippers. At home that evening I casually told my father that I had met Anwar that afternoon. My father was then Director of CID. He stopped, looked at me and said sternly “Engkau tak ada kerja lain?” Whenever my father uses  “engkau” when addressing me I knew that he was not amused. And he then went on to lecture me as to why it would be in my best interest to keep away from Anwar!
  
Then I was away in Australia for a while and he became DPM. The next time I was back in KL I remember going to the Ampang Shopping center with my family and getting a few toys for our children at Toy R Us. As we walked up to the counter to pay there was Anwar. We hug and he smiled that smile that light up his whole face and then he was gone again out of my life for a few more years. But always the familiarity of old classmates made for easy banter every time we meet.

Then this time he was away for a while – six years I think – as the British like to say – at her Majesty’s pleasure in Sungai Buloh. I was with Zakaria Salleh, one of UMNO ex-Ketua Bahagian who had joined Keadilan when we heard that Anwar had been released and was at home. My friend wanted to immediately head for Anwar’s house to pay his respect. Would I like to come along? He asked. I said ok. We arrived and there were people everywhere. We got into line and waited our turn. We were told that Anwar was not well – that he was sitting down and that at anytime he might need to rest. After about an hour of waiting in line I eventually stood in front of him. He looked up from his chair, again with that smile of his, stood up and gave me a hug oblivious to what pain he must have felt. We talked for a few seconds and mindful of the others waiting to see him, I excused myself and walked on.

The last time I saw him was at a class get together in Bangsar – at Fauzi’s house, a school mate of ours who was the host - a few years back. As always his arrival was greeted with good nature ribbing by everyone and for the son of one of our classmates who had not seen Anwar before – that was a real treat. We sat and talked and I could see that age had caught up with all of us – Anwar included. He looked not as robust as I though he would be- after all he has always looked good whenever he was on TV and photographed well. But sitting beside me he looked vulnerable. 

Was the pressure of living constantly under public and media gaze and scrutiny getting to him? Was UMNO getting to him? I could not imagine what he had to go through on a daily basis in what he chose to do – POLITICS. It is one thing to be DPM where everything is laid out for you, another to be in the opposition. He constantly referred to Azizah in conversation with us and we could see that Family meant a great deal with him. As we talked I found myself thinking what more has he got to endure before his work is done. I did not envy the situation he was in. 

But he had no regrets. No wanting to take his pound of flesh from those that have done him ill. A more spirited discourse came from him when we talked about Mahathir – but either he was in control of himself or that he did not think it worth his while to think to much of times gone by. The present was what mattered.

At 63 I will not run if I can walk. Stand if I can sit. Talk if I can be quiet. Anwar has chosen the path less traveled. This path requires an uncommon resolve to move relentlessly forward no matter what. He stands in front of crowds everyday. He meets more people then he can remember everyday and all this he does with a willingness that belittle his age. He could be anywhere he wants to be in the world and be welcomed by world leaders and acquaintances. He could be in business and be rich beyond our wildest dreams. Instead he chose to serve the nation. He chose to take us to the next election because if Anwar does not do so, who then will take us? I am sure sometimes in his moment of solitude he must question his capacity to physically last the distance but his commitment to our cause is great. That will see him through and he has said many times that Azizah has done enough while he was away.

This is a good man. We all know he cannot sing well and neither can he dance well even if his life depended on it but he is decent man. I wish Najib and UMNO will do battle with him on a level playing field. I wish they could have enough compassion in their hearts to accept that Anwar had gone though more that a baptism of fire – a baptism that neither Najib or Muhyiddin could ever imagine or endure. But then it that would be like asking Bush to go fight Saddam one on one. No shock or awe, no overwhelming force meeting defenseless people, no doctrine of Rapid Dominance, no weapon of mass destruction on stand by just in case they are needed….none of the above. Bush would never survive. Neither would Najib against Anwar on a level playing field. 

We know that Anwar was with UMNO many years back. We do not know what he will be in the future. But this I know now. He and the other leaders in Pakatan Rakyat are the leaders we now have to lead us to the next General Election and they give us our best hope for a new beginning. A new beggining without an UMNO that has already abused the trust we Malays placed in them many times over, without a corrupt PDRM, a cowered MACC, without a Government that steals from its people, without a Judiciary that does the bidding of its Political masters, without many of the injustices and unfairness that we now have. 

Are these not reason enough for us to give them the opportunity to do so? 

First posted on Saturday, September 12, 2009



Tuesday, February 5, 2013

If not Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim then who?

What is most vivid in my memory of the time when Mahathir was Prime Minister and Anwar Ibrahim his Deputy was in the manner by which they both conducted themselves. God and demi God! Tales abound as to how Mahathir dominated Cabinet and all facets of Government – if need be he knew who was the OCPD of any District and if required would and did direct that OCPD to do his bidding at district level. Anwar was no slouch at getting things done. The manner by which he turfed Ghaffar out of the DPM post is now stuff of legends. These two rule the roost and Malaysia was their stomping ground. Any lesser being then these two had reason to fear their ire.

How things have changed today. Mahathir is now a caricature of himself.

While in the past during the Mahathir’s years as PM this  Ibrahim Ali would not have been able to approached Mahathir even on bended knees, today Mahathir is Advisor to Ibrahim Ali’s Perkasa! Now Mahathir stands beside this Ibrahim Ali waving a Kris to denote his support of Ketuanan Melayu to the Malays?   

Where Mahathir once could silence the Malaysian Cabinet by letting it be known that he was not amused with the antics of its Members, today he is reduced to using sarcasm to show his displeasure at the antics of KJ, Nazri or anything else that displeases him. More often than not his words falls upon deaf ears or are dismissed with contempt by the recipient of his ire.

He could once decide the fate of Deputy Ministers, Ministers and Menteri Besars. Today he shots blanks at Pakatan Rakyat and increasingly finds himself to be the target of an ever increasing group of people that treats him with utter contempt and disgust. And these are people whom Mahathir would not have the time of day for in his years as PM.

Anwar is not any better then. In Mahathir he had a good teacher and Anwar was an eager disciple. Do you all not remember the rarefied atmosphere of the rich and the powerful that Anwar moved in then? He had his people everywhere  - especially in the corporate world.

I marvelled at how these two have managed to put themselves into that strata of the high and the mighty without ever considering the need for humility in the job that they do – that of being leader to the people of Malaysia. Humble leadership was not in their vocabulary!
To them being ever so confident, bombastic and extrovert without an ounce of humility was what they perceived to be the way to go! If you were to see any humility in them it was feigned and certainly insincere! But those were the days.

Things are different today. No one now fears Mahathir anymore.  Mahathir is politically impotent and has been so  for many years now though through bouts of self medicated Viagra in gestation he has from time to time manage to stand erect above the UMNO fray to spout forth his views on what ever he thinks would give him that fleeting recognition from the public that he so much craves. What self imposed humiliation is worse for Mahthir than to be the Advisor to PERKASA. The old Mahathir would have considered it beneath his dignity to even be in the same room as Ibrahim Ali what more be his ADVISOR!

DSAI is finding his feet again. Standing tall amongst his peers but this time in a different arena, in the strange world of those not in government. To succeed in the new world that he is now in he has to distance himself from the world he was once part of. And there my friend lies the problem for Anwar Ibrahim.

Anwar and Mahathiir knows enough about each other to bury the other!  So why have they not done so? They both know that even if one of them were to strike the mortal blow to the other, there would still be enough time for the dying to do enough to kill the other. So for self preservation they will joust with each other but not kill each other.

For both the days of glory, unbridled power and influence is long gone and will never comeback. Today Mahathir and Anwar fear the people they once dominate. 

When the people fear the government there is tyranny, when the government fears the people there is liberty.”

Liberty is close for us but not yet a certainty. But I think there are more good people amongst us than evil one.Those in political power  can no longer deceive or overawe us with the pomp and circumstance that they surround themselves with. 

My greatest hope is that Anwar Ibrahim is a change man. We all would like to believe that the sum of all the experiences that he has gone through has made him into a better man. We have need of a changed Anwar Ibrahim. Many of us will give Anwar the benefit of the doubt but there are still many who will not do so. But as I have often asked before…if not Anwar then who?      



Saturday, April 27, 2013