The Babbling Bleating Old Man

October 23, 2007

The lost pondok telefon

The kampung lost its only "pondok telefon". Some fellas stole it. The peeps weren’t happy. Well, some were not bothered.

The few who cared, couldn’t do anything. Well, not till the chieftain, Mr. Babu, received a parcel in his mailbox from Mr. Papu. Guess what’s inside? Evidence. A picture, of Ah Seng loosing the screws of the pondok. However, his accomplices and the crime boss were not in a visible view.

Outcry. Havoc.

Some of the unhappy ones wanted heads to roll. They wanted the pondok back with the culprits sent to the jail. Mr. Babu was a busy man. Hence, he assigned three dudes, Kaka, Kiki and Koko to investigate.

Three weeks passed but there were no results because the person who photographed the picture did not submit himself. The discipline-keeper of the village, Mr. Strongman was summoned to assist. He took statements from Mr. Papu and Ah Seng. But he was not happy, he wanted the rest of the photos which would expose everyone.

So what they did? Ah Seng was left aside. They would send Mr. Papu to jail if he was not willing to expose the person who sent him the photos.

Common sense? Just prosecute Ah Seng. Investigate his background and activities. Wouldn’t that be the easiest way to solve the problem? =..="

I wonder where is Ah Seng now. Probably enjoying samsu in a village which will never be found.

In the end, CASED CLOSED. Takda evidence. Everyone lives happily ever after.

What third-world mentality. What shame.

O Lord, I pray it will be alright. Give us back the pondok telefon.

So tired that I couldn’t sleep
So many secrets I couldn’t keep

I promise myself I wouldn’t weep
For my country, one more promise I couldn’t keep

 

August 11, 2007

Negaraku-ku?

So, a guy who goes by the code name Namewee has booked his name in the main press, for quite some time at least. Negaraku-ku? That sounds pretty interesting. If you haven’t watch it, go YouTube it. By the way, I’m not too impressed. Well, this is just a personal opinion anyway.

Poor goverment delivery service (spot on).
Deteriorating quality of security force (spot on).
Double standards (spot on).
Religious and racial stereotyping (blatant foul).
Usage of national anthem (blatant foul)

So, what seems to the problem? Ministers are angry. Some are deeply offended. Some are in silent agreement. Some are cheering in support thus making him a national hero. Reaction of any action is such an enlightening event to witness.

So, he claimed he was patriotic in his new version of Negaraku. What’s so patriotic by insulting the practices of other people’s religion? Worse, making a harsh generalization on everyone of one race. This is not patriotism but resentment. Well, let’s play a game of simulation.

So, let us have Ali, Ah Chong and Raju again, my three favourite characters.

Raju was taking a not so peaceful nap in the a hazy evening, no thanks to fumes from forest fire. But the "dosage" of haze was heavier. He opened his window and guess what he saw? Ah Chong and his family burning hell money. It’s Hungry Ghost Festival people.

In Raju’s head:   
Man, this is insane. The haze is bad enough. And now the fumes from their worthless papers are billowing into my house. Insane! Insane!

In Ah Chong’s head:
May the restless lost spirits pain be eased.

Somewhere at another corner, in Ali’s head:
Kafir… these people who believed such things will be damned to Hell…


Well, it’s worth noting that not every individual thinks similiarly like the characters above. Back to the Negaraku-ku story. So what if the azans are giving you wake up calls in the morning? Of course, it can be annoying at times. But bear in mind that as much you hate the wake up calls, they are people who despise the practices of your religion as much. I had already exemplified it above.

Racial stereotyping? We are moving back to the times of apartheid. Bear in mind, not every Malay is lazy. Bear in mind, not every Chinese is arrogant or rich. Bear in mind, not every Indian is violent. So what do you reckon? Create an army to wipe out the people you deem hopeless (or a threat) like the Nazis? We just never learn.

50 years of independence, yet we still fail to see through our differences. Flashy unity ads? Mystical.

Ignorance.

"To me, it seems a dreadful indignity to have a soul controlled by geography."
-George Santayana-

April 18, 2007

Ali, Ah Chong and Raju (2)

Ali, Ah Chong and Raju.

They were kept apart by learning environments but connected by the education syllabus. Hence, they learned the same contents from the History textbooks. Subsequently, a congruent historical perception formed. History links us to our past and bridge us towards the future. Although a new born child will not be able to witness the horror of World War, history falls into place and plays a pivotal role reminding him the immense misery inflicted by these dark events.

The same textbook Ali(s), Ah Chong(s) and Raju(s) shared has deprived them from witnessing history themselves.

In Secondary Four, the syllabus touched on ancient civilizations meagrely. Then, the civilization of Islam has dominated more than half of the book. The origin of other world religions is a short read-through of two pages, while the formation of Islam was well elaborated in two chapters. The major events in Europe was least mentioned.

In Secondary Five, the formation of the country was encompassed.

WORLD WAR TWO

World War Two was only mentioned on the surface. D-Day and the Holocaust were omitted altogether. Many of us do not realize that the World War is the turning point of our civilization. The World War was the spark of technology and education boom. It was beyond World War, humans shared a more meaningful insight on humanity.

What do we know about World War Two? Yeah, the Japanese invaded Tanah Melayu. British came back. Communists. Kazaam. Independence.

Our textbooks and low-reading-rate deprive us from understanding and emphatizing.
Have we understood why the Germans started the war? Treaty of Versailles?
Have we read true stories of Germans who are forced to slain their Allied friends for the sake of his family and future generation?
Why do we deny the Holocaust just because we established a doctrine premise that all Jews are knaive and deceptive? Stereotyping?

31st of August 1957 AND 13th of May 1969

These are the only dates which most Malaysians will remember. From these two checkpoints onward, almost everything is non-relevant.

At one point post-independence, Malaysia was surging ahead and declared herself as the "New Tiger of Asia". Today, we are surpassed by the likes of Taiwan and soon Vietnam. We are still complimenting ourselves that we had achieved so much since the 31st of August 1957. Yet, we fail to remember the 29th of August 1995 and the most important essence of the Sixth Malaysian Plan. We have been taking so much from past that we have yet to move on.

We cannot deny the fact that birds of the same feather flock together.

Think.

What was first picture that comes into your head? The Ali(s) mixing only with Ali(s)? Or Raju(s) mixing only with Raju(s)? This is where we are failing. The national identity is almost mytiscal.

One of the drawbacks come from the textbooks themselves. Muslims form a superiority complex as their religion’s chronology is vividly explained while the rest are left in dillussion. Some of the rests are able to take this as opportunity to learn while the remaining will observe the scenario as injustice.

When Ali and Ah Chong have a disagreement, one of the main cards to be played is the 13th of May 1969. The disagreement is almost non-existent at the first place. But when superiority complex spars with the call for parity, things turn ugly.

The failure to see beyond our own anchestral history and move on from it - one of the dilemmas that we will face, for a long time.

It all starts with empathy.

February 28, 2007

How things are changing…

Ali, Ah Chong and Raju are neighbours. Their friendship started at the moment of birth - minus Raju of course, since he is the oldest among the trio. They would do almost anything together from daily evening park strolls (before Ali performs his Maghrib prayers) to sharing ice-creams bought from Pak Cik Atan’s grocery shop.

How things has changed…

After primary education, Ali was offered a place in one of the boarding schools. Meantime, Ah Chong and Raju continued studying  at one of the local secondary schools.

Time passes like a blink of the eye…

They completed secondary schooling. Yet, their roads, are pretty diverged. Ah Chong finished his run with aplomb. Ali did not do too well. However, Ah Chong and Ali managed to secure scholarships. God did not forbid, they were placed in the same university in the overseas. Raju results were about the similar to Ali’s. But he was not as lucky…

How fast time passed again…(let’s leave Raju aside for now)

Though Ah Chong and Ali are in the same varsity, things aren’t the same, as it used to be. The warmth they shared before, is no longer the same. The hard-rocking fact, is that Ah Chong is in the outcast portion of the whole pie. Both Ali and Ah Chong should be a same entity, but different educational upbringings had created a valley of division. The comfortable zone, is just too comfty to be left behind.

Will the entity form one day? I really hope it does - no matter it starts from Ali, Ah Chong or Raju. I dare not believe, but I really hope… 

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