Tuesday, September 18, 2018

What We Need You To Be, Anwar Ibrahim

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A Letter to Anwar Ibrahim: What We Need You To Be


Dear Datuk Seri,
I am but a layman in politics and more often than not a fence-sitter. In my day, I voted for Umno, MCA, PAS or DAP candidates based on my whims and fancies and without considering the outcome. Today, I am a senior citizen. I may not have much, but what I have is enough to see me through the rest of my days. My children are adults and getting along well enough. I have not much more to look forward to other than the hope that the days ahead will be better for my children and grandchildren, and the great-grandchildren that I can only hope I will live long enough to see.
And I have hope that this nation in which I was born, that I call home and where I have lived all my life will one day see a return of the great days of harmony, when I did not refer to others by their ethnicity with terms such as “Malai chai” or “Kilinchai” as if they were aliens, and when they did not refer to me as “Cinakui” or “Cinapeie”.
I look forward to days when, as it was in the past, we will refer to others by their given names or occupations instead of their ethnicities as we so often do now. These days, instead of saying “Sulaiman the manager”, we tend to say “Malay manager Sulaiman”. Instead of saying “shop boss Sundra”, we say “that Indian boss Sundra”.
We have become openly racist, and we are so accustomed to it that we do not even feel it is wrong. It’s just culture – the Malaysian culture, the “new Malaysian” culture that has developed over the past 40 years. This new culture has damaged the nation so much that from being one of the top five Asean Tigers, we have become something like a pariah nation. Today, even a communist nation like China is way, way ahead of us.
What went wrong?
What went wrong? Well, Datuk Seri, you know better than I do. From a nation, we became nothing more than a collection of different groups of people with different skin colours who make different strange sounds called language, who happened to be thrown together on a piece of land. Some try to move ahead to gain advantage over others, either by suppressing them or getting the better of them by hook or by crook. We put people in key positions and appoint them to important jobs based on skin colour or the type of strange sounds we emit. We have prioritised this over meritocracy and the ability to perform in the interests of the entire nation so that the nation as a whole becomes great.
We know that large numbers of ex-Malaysians are contributing to the Singapore government and economy. We see Malaysians who perform excellently in overseas academic institutions who were rejected by our own academic institutions. We are also known for producing some of the top international crooks in credit card fraud, and we have produced the biggest kleptocrats in history.
We have the best talents. Our nation has produced great human beings. We have the potential to become a great nation. Whatever our skin colour, when you cut my skin open it bleeds red blood just like yours and Sundra’s. Whatever food we may eat, what comes out the other end smells just as bad. Why not allow humans to be humans? Why doesn’t our government develop and use people who are best able to make this nation grow and progress?
When will things become normal again?
If only our nation could go back to the days when Pak Mat and my father sat together in a Chinese coffee shop to chitchat. If only we could have Kassim coming over to my house to celebrate Chinese New Year again.
Before Malaysia came about, humans were humans and Malayan people were people. Twenty years after Malaysia, we began to see not humans and people, but people of different skin colours making different strange sounds.
So what do we have today? Today, Kassim who might be my neighbour on my left shows doubt on his face when I offer him a tub of home-brewed sugarcane water. His open discomfort shows that he is only politely accepting it as a gesture of friendliness and neighbourliness.
Today, Kak Suriah, who might live in the house to my right hardly even nods at me in greeting. She makes disapproving sounds when I give her little daughter a Yakult packet drink, even though it is factory-packed. Would Kak Suriah feel any better about Sundra giving her daughter a packet drink, or sharing his fish curry with her? You tell me, Datuk Seri. Better still, you tell yourself.
But would Sundra smile uncomfortably if I shared my home-brewed sugarcane water with him? No! And would I be uncomfortable enjoying the fish curry that he shares with my family? No! What is wrong, Datuk Seri, what is wrong?
When I was in Sibu, I went into a Chinese shop to look for dinner. I saw a Malay satay stall right next to a char siew rice stall. What didn’t go wrong in Sibu, Datuk Seri? When I was in Kota Kinabalu, I visited a Muslim restaurant which had a Chinese selling char kuey teow.
Today, supermarkets in the peninsula differentiate trolleys for certain food items by colour. Today, some female doctors in government service examine me by poking me with a pencil. Today, many of my new female students refuse to shake my hand, with some only using their fingernails to give my hand a quick touch. Today, to buy certain meats in the market, I have to go and look for a specially built, walled-off area. Today, when something goes wrong in a government department, we automatically attribute it to the cultural or genetic nature of an ethnic group. Why?
Bapa Perpaduan
Dear Datuk Seri, Tunku Abdul Rahman is known as Bapa Kemerdekaan and Bapa Malaysia. He built a Malaysia where we could play games together, eat together and talk together without being sensitive and stressed out. But he left behind a Malaysia which others destroyed, making it into a nation of different skin colours. We broke up as a nation. We began to question each other’s patriotism based on skin colour. We tried to wipe out our history even by changing the names of places.
Dr Mahathir Mohamad is recognised as Bapa Pembangunan Malaysia. He did much to make Malaysia known as a country we could be proud of in terms of buildings and facilities. But even then, what he built was destroyed by his successor. His successor gave Malaysia the infamous reputation as a country of kleptocracy and a land full of racial, religious sensitivities.
I do not pretend to be able to advise you. You are greater than I am in most ways. I do not even pretend that I can influence your thoughts. You see things differently because you have access to information that I do not, and you are driven by a personal agenda of which I do not know. I can only hope, and express to you my hope for my children and grandchildren, that this nation will become great again.
This nation needs a Bapa Perpaduan Malaysia. It needs someone who can remove the sensitivities that have divided the people, causing us to pull each other down or suppress others. This nation needs a Bapa Perpaduan who can lead all of us to respect and accept – not simply tolerate – each other’s differences; to live and work together for the best interests of our descendants and the nation. This nation needs you to do that. You can be the Bapa Perpaduan that we yearn for; the Bapa Perpaduan who helps us visit each other’s places of worship freely, who gives us the right to worship in our own ways as long as we do not intrude, interfere or impose our values onto others. We need you to do that.
I also know I can only hope that you care for your health in the same way as Mahathir has done, so that you have as much time as he has had to repair the damage to this nation.
In many ways, you contributed to this damage too in your time. Mahathir is doing his part now to repair as much as possible of the damage he did. You will have your chance too, if you want to or if you see the need to.
My best hope for my grandchildren and my great-grandchildren is that they will have a Bapa Perpaduan Malaysia to look up to and be grateful for.
Chan Wang Tak is an FMT reader.