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The Four Motherfuckers of Malaysia

The Quartet who fucked up Malaysia: All over 70. All old school. All unapologetic. All disown responsibility. All talk of saving Malaysia.

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We’re just not the same.

《我們不一樣》

希望是用一種當代的,極具形式化的畫面語言,加上真實紀錄的各類人物面孔,來詮釋歌曲所表達的情感,以配合大壯演唱的強烈抒情方式,令人過目難忘,去思考”我們不一樣”真正的含義。通過大壯的演唱和與城市的關聯,順利呈現我們日常生活的城市和人,生存的空間,從而激烈地表達“我們不一樣”所要傳遞的訴說和力量。 「這麼多年的兄弟,有誰比我更瞭解你,太多太多不容易,磨平了歲月和脾氣」因為我們彼此熟悉,因為我們共同走過青春的歲月,共同經歷了時間的洗禮,所以我們是兄弟。這首歌曲唱給兄弟,唱給我們這麼多年的兄弟情。讓我們一起跟隨大壯的演繹來聽這首關於兄弟的。

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Summer blues

Jian and friends

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Your grandparents die. And then in time your parents die. The truly startling thing is that your friends start to die. That’s not in the plan. It’s a bad contract and we all have to sign it.Philip Roth, talking mortality in a 2006 interview, today dead at 85, May 2018.

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A Chinny English Idea

The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much. What redeems it is the idea only. An idea at the back of it; not a sentimental pretence but an idea; and an unselfish belief in the idea—something you can set up, and bow down before, and offer a sacrifice to…. [Joseph Conrad’s ellipsis. Emphasis added.]

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The Horror that is Chinny

Here I am, writing in English, which is mine because my grandparents used it to survive, and because I have written my truth in it. Encountering Tennyson in a monsoon poem helped me become more critical of how I pieced myself together and of my relationship to language. I believe in literature’s ability to connect us. But I also think it can help us discover the ways we are ensnared. And that is the first step to doing something about it. — YZ Chin, 2018 May in LitHub (sub-title borrows from Joseph Conrad’s ‘Heart of Darkness’)

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By English, does she mean the language or an Anglophile racist idea, a kind of anti-Chinese life? Notice the meandering, woolly, contradictory and self-gratuitous quality in her sentimental English apologia:

  • my grandparents used it to survive;
  • I have written my truth in it;
  • my relationship to language;
  • literature’s ability to connect us (English literature or just literature?);
  • help us discover the ways we are ensnared;
  • doing something about it.

The truth of YZ Chin, therefore: She is an Anglophile cunt — in third-rate English.

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Minority Govt Rule by Fatwas, by ‘Eminents’

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The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

As Mahathir Mohamad spearheaded the destruction of Umno, so, too, we see Harapan, the DAP especially, being set up for annihilation from the inside out, from outside in and from all sides.

Here are the ominous signs, but don’t expect to find them in Malaysiakini:

Fewer than half of Malaysia want Pakatan. Which, however, speaks in Christian, Anglophile linguistic terms of a ‘new dawn’, a new Malaysia, as if there had been a revolutionary replacement of a hated government. Umno may hated but who says — which God decreed — Pakatan is the anointed replacement? Take Perak for example. Pakatan was before GE14 so cocksure but couldn’t have it without two BN defections, exactly the status quo ten years ago.

Minority government. When Barisan was in minority at GE13 with 49% of the popular vote, Pakatan, Lim Kit Siang in particular, questioned the former’s (moral) legitimacy to rule (see his tweet above). Now, with 48% instead, there is just silence — not even a murmur, much less ‘widespread questioning’. The silence is reaffirmation of Anglophile/Christian contradiction and hypocrisy as an astounding fact.

Mal-apportionment and gerrymandering. Since it took so little to remove Barisan — the knife cuts both ways, you see — there is now no incentive for Pakatan to want to change anything electoral. Again, no drum-beating, from Bersih especially.

100 days agenda. There has been a lot of talk, of police raids, of heads rolling, of counting beans, but what has changed — fundamentally?

The most glaring case is GST, which is to be reduced to a 0% rate. A 0% rate is not the same as ‘No GST’, that is, abolishing. Another case: The media looks freer, true, and TV3 license won’t be cancelled. But therein troubles start: Both online and traditional media are now suppliant, willfully in fact, to Pakatan authorities. When Anwar Ibrahim was release from jail, one of his first visits was to Malaysiakini, where everybody patted each other’s shoulders, talking of unimaginable sacrifices and bottomless gumption. Yet its editors see nothing wrong with the visit. Under Pakatan rule, however, Steven Gan’s self-proclaimed ‘independence’ from Barisan has become passe: how do you become ‘independent’ of Pakatan which you had glorified as underdog? This is a craft of propaganda feted at a dictator’s feet.

Institutional reforms. Altantuya case might not be reopened and nobody is talking anymore of a Royal Commission of Inquiry. Her case is a reform benchmark because her death and subsequent trial touches all things fundamental: law enforcement, judicial independence, limits of police powers, abuse of civil authority, financial and moral corruption (Scorpene) in high offices, immigration powers, treatment of pendatangs, and plain fairness and human decency.

Soon Mahathir, Anwar, and Lim Guan Eng will confront themselves with this question: Now that we control the institutions, why bother with reforms? We are the reformation! Trust us!

Abuse of authority. Replacing the heads of institutions once hostile to Pakatan is not the same as institutional reforms. In the nature of the beasts, the new heads of varied units and agencies will be sympathetic to Pakatan — look at the police. They are playing musical chairs, of course. It is the only way to placate the new masters otherwise, how else do you keep your job? Abuse, with even greater fervor, is now counter-clockwise.

Rule by Council Committees.  This is rule by a fatwa committee, and not unprecedented. Soviet-era and communist states ruled in this fashion wherein state policies are established outside parliament and outside the usual due process associated with democratic rule. It works faster. With fewer outside participation, committees don’t have to report to the electorate.

Similar named councils exist in Britain and the US. But the Council of Eminent Persons is far-reaching in scope and depth, touching everything, even though there is nothing ’eminent’ about the like of Zeti Akhtar Aziz, Daim Zainuddin or Jomo Sundaram. Even Robert Kuok. All he’s got is more money than the rest of Malaysia. And Daim is eminent? (Don’t ever let him get near your pretty 18-year-old sister.)

Because of their power, reporting only to the PM, watch them gradually displace government role, the role that Mahathir of the 1980s to 2000 had found to be a nuisance and a hindrance to his own plans. Hence, watch for signs of conflict: Bank Negara under Zeti Akhtar Aziz says public/government debt is 600+ billion, whereas Lim Guan Eng says 1 trillion by redefining what makes for public/government. Jomo, a Mahathir hatchet man who had advocated privatization, is an academic (Harvard) leftover from the Reagan era with a taxi driver’s knowledge on how economics work on the streets and how banks operate on Wall Street. He represented the tribe of economists who were directly responsible for deregulation, after which came crisis after crisis (Latin America defaults; financial meltdown 1998, 2007-08; Iceland, Greece and Spain defaults). Hence, in contradiction, you hear Jomo talking about welcoming investments while the same week more than 1 billion ringgit were yanked from the Malaysia stock market. (Jomo, that stupid man, even has trouble defining ‘investment’ because foreign money playing the stock market cannot be investment; it is just short-term, highly liquid currency, and mostly existing as debt, betting monopoly games.)

KL meltdown in just five days… glad we weren’t around.

May 14    -RM682.6m
May 15    -RM837.3m
May 16    -RM320.7m
May 17    -RM384.4m
May 18    -RM251.2m

Is there more?

Islamization and fascism. While PPBM and the DAP represent the face of fascism, PKR is Islamization. In Maszlee Malik they found a poster boy devoted to both. Like Umno had previously brought in Islam into the classrooms, all three will bring into the curricula their religious/political agenda — only difference being a new menu. Same dish, new names. Like BR1M. Also, Anwar assuring the Malay contractors that discrimination will continue is, again, another reminder that the whole lot ultimately lives on and relies on their pre-historic Umno racism.

Malay vs Malay. Rafizi Ramli is already ensconced in Trengganu, an oil state after all. PKR knows where next their fights will take them. Half the country is against Pakatan — and all 52% are Malays. (See table below.) This fact alone means something has to give: Once Pakatan has settled down from their vendetta, watch for the old Malay battles to be replayed and the Chinese (or China) flung into the ring as fodder.

New Malaysia. The old Malaysia is back the moment it was declared new, so that the first sign of Malay vs Malay has already appeared — in Perak, of course, where Pakatan’s political survival is most precarious, at the edge of a cliff. In the (linked) Mkini article, the PPBM, Mahathir Mentri Besar plays dumb that is typical of Malay, Umno, Pakatan political style. As usual, where their political interests lay, Anglophile DAP has nothing to say. Liquor is Christian haram, after all. Hence, a set of voodoo Islamic/Christian, foreign and desert religious immorality supersedes western-styled secular law, endorsing in effect an illegal, Malaiyoo vigilante of shutting down a licensed, lawful business.

  • Is this a new Malaysia?
  • Is the lawlessness new? (Photo below.)
  • And the police, under Pakatan, not acting against the illegality, is that new?
  • Is the Christian/Islamic immorality new?
  • Is the exploitation of Chinese (and Indian) drinking habits for a Malay political cause new?
  • Is the DAP and Anglophile silent acquiescence to the assault on freedom, Malay religious freedom in particular, new?

Here is a prediction: this Muslim raid is only the beginning. Malaysia under Pakatan can only get more oppressive, more intense and more fascistic especially since the DAP, PKR and, in particular, PPBM want and badly needs a chunk of the 6 million Malay votes they don’t have from the GE14 results.

Is there going to be no ‘new’ Malaysia for the next 100 days or 200 or 1200? Of course not. How can there be new-ness if the country is itself fucked-up? What is new about Pakatan that now runs the country, that is, new in the thinking of their leaders and their values? Evidence of their old is found in MB Faizal Azumu own puerile, insane words to the Malaiyoos raiding other people’s property: ‘When you do it again, let me know beforehand. And other people must be mindful of Muslim sentiments, especially this is Ramadan.

Heard that before?

Pakatan Lies: 1MDB, ECRL & China. Through their mouthpieces Malaysiakini (P Gunasegaram) and Sarawak Report (Clare Rewcastle-Brown), Pakatan trolled out the line that China fraudulently bailed out Najib Razak and his 1MDB. In cahoots, they had strung together the ECRL then inflated the contract price in order to skim off money to pay 1MDB debts.

Now, Guan Eng has discovered that, in fact, Najib’s Finance Ministry had — legally — sold land to Bank Negara and redeemed money from Khazanah bonds. Raising more than 3 billion ringgit total, as a result, the money had mostly gone towards settling with IPIC.

Their lies having done their political objective, Pakatan (and Steven Gan) pretended none of the slander happened. Instead their accusation is amended to say the ECRL was a case of Najib poor governance  (See for example, Yeo Bee Yin as Racist & Whore). Najib, the amended accusation says, had been selling projects to nobody’s benefit and letting in the Chinese to colonize Malaysia and made it indebted.

Wait till the Malay-fight-Malay gets nastier….

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New Malaysia? What is so new about this bunch of coconut Malaiyoo heads?

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Lies are cost-free? Slander has no consequences?

Having been slandered and maligned, it has been suggested, China should start a trade war — what the fuck. We pack up and leave, donate the nuts and bolts to Pakatan, cut off the palm oil shipments, followed by everything else. We have met Mahathir, let’s see his next move. Like Malaysia, we Chinese are just protecting our sovereignty from any Malaysian invasion, in any and all their forms.

Mahathir et al imagine this is May 13 all over again. Let’s see who goes down: We Chinese didn’t come from 5000 years ago to be cowed by a lying bunch of kampung coconut heads and Bananas. If push comes to shove, we can bring down the Pakatan government the next day. Want to see how it can be done?

Did some Pakatoon, before GE14, say ‘cry for Malaysia’: Don’t stop, keep crying. Here is a hanky, Pakatoon….

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This is Mahathir Mohamad on April 9 when warning China:

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This is China’s response May 10 to Mahathir after he became prime minister (a most unusual statement because never has it commented on another country’s electoral outcome):

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This is Mahathir May 11 on his ‘foreign policy’ in trade, never mind, he says, whether dealing with ‘communist or non-communist’:

Look who is listening in and watching over his shoulders. For a virulent anti-Chinese and a fascist barking dog not a word — not even a whimper — against China.

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Here, in these pages, unlike China’s Foreign Ministry, we don’t have to be polite towards that dog. My Motherland’s offer still stands: We challenge Mahathir to shut down ECRL, rescind Forest City and all other China-related project contracts, big or small.

Since, as Mahathir has repeatedly said, China has violated Malaysian sovereignty, grabbed land and property, stolen jobs and indebted the country, we Chinese repeat our challenge: His Pakatan government declare war on China. Save Malaysia, remember?

…otherwise stop your whining and kneel before our Emperor! We might just throw you a dog bone, mamak.

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Before anything else, this must be gotten out of the way: Jian has asked that I, on her behalf, pass on to you, Readers, warm fraternal greetings on the eve of polling date. This makes the headline valid. She thinks of polling as somewhat akin to national independence day.

In China, the days are warmer and the summer rains have come. She sent some photos, two or three of which are included in the second part of this posting.

The first part, immediately below, are nuggets of stories, also from China, through the lens of the Hong Kong newspaper SCMP.

Until Jack Ma bought the SCMP, it was a western rag sheet imitation run by leftover white Anglophone motherfuckers. We got rid of the lot. Since then, the world is discovering more about China, through the paper linked to Twitter and other social media platforms.

And we China are neither embarrassed nor fearful to say what goes on, within limits of course. It’s who we are and what we are. Don’t like what you read or see, and not measuring up to some western prejudices and standards, Anglophiles can fuck off.

Click on the Twitter links to read more….

Part 1: Rock store, 1000km/hr train, results, results and results.

 

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Part 2: On the China-DPRK border

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Jian lives in the city west of Dandong. You probably know about a peace deal among the Koreans though she couldn’t care less. So long as it is not war. I can’t wait to get back. One of our friends, pictured immediately above, also lives in Liaoning and closer to Dondang.

Russia and Vladivostok is to the north and northeast, further upstream of the Yalu River that forms the China-DPRK border. Pyongyang is to the south, about a 4-5 hour drive. The Sino-Korean Friendship Bridge physically link the two countries. A second  bridge on the south side was blown up by the Yanks in 1950, wasn’t repaired and is today named Broken Bridge, what else.

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Look through the telescope, 5 bucks for 2 minutes, this is what you see, below. The Koreans don’t complain that we are spying or anything like that. Actually, for a day trip, you can either walk across or take the ferry, further below. In Dandong there are regular art exhibitions by Korean artists (also below).

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Street market outside department stores, Dandong. Winters are terribly cold, with days at minus 40, 50. I am used to it now. It is Malaysia I can’t stand. Then there are the mosquitoes.

There is now a third border bridge, completed in 2014 but we are waiting for our Korean compatriots to do the rest. I think they have no money. Maybe some day. We can wait.

My president Xi Jinping might suggest an idea. They shouldn’t fear the Yankees though because we don’t. Perhaps the Koreans and us can do a deal, something like the new real estate development being earmarked and planned for Dandong (third photo above).

I mentioned this because it reminds of Forest City that Mahathir wants to raze to the ground. We are waiting for him to do it, if he has the balls to match his yada, yada Kerala tongue.

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Why do I get the feeling it has one too many on board…

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Hey kid, wanna come over for dinner? Just ask mama’s permission.

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Although we are like brothers, the Koreans still patrol the border with machine guns. It isn’t about us, I think. The young living on China’s side also have to spend some time in the PLA (below). I like her looks in the uniform.

Investors hope that Kim's March trip to Beijing means that China-North Korea trade will start growing again.

Compatriot Kim Jung-un: Tian-ah, his hair style is hip but I don’t have the gumption to cut it like that. Call us old fashion. In his youthful days, Xi governed Fujian, ancestral home of many Malaysian Chinese, as many as half.

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The memories of many are always borne by one person, alone.

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This long essay is broken into four parts. The thrust of which is that in Zaid’s tweet is the capsule form of Pakatan Harapan’s current electoral strategy and the group’s thinking concerning, in particular, Sino-Malay relations both at home and abroad.

Because China, including Sino-Malay relations, has since been beaten and dragged into the Malaysian political process (stupidly by Mahathir Mohamad), Pakatan has in effect put China in contention for GE14 and Malaysia’s future direction — with or without Mahathir at the helm. (‘Thank you, Dr.‘) This being the case, suggest you read this post alongside … ‘What China becomes so, too, Malaysia.

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Zaid Ibrahim’s four-line tweet (above) is the sum of Mahathirism for five decades. Unpack it and then we’ll flip the three assertions Zaid made:

  • (a) Is DAP Chinese?
  • (b) Is ‘shy and reticent’ being Malay?
  • (c) Has nothing changed?

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1. At Last, a Shy Malay Stands Up to Mahathir

To Zaid Ibrahim, it seems, shyness and reticence are disadvantageous, even negative human qualities.

Mahathir Mohamad thinks the same, which is why one hears him berating and attributing limited Malay success to docility, among other ‘kampung mindset’ (whatever that is). This thinking as an ethnic trait is often contrasted to the Malay apposite, the Chinese. In his tweet is revealed Zaid’s English law-trained, dialectical, Anglicized racial ‘mindset’. And which is supposedly ‘liberal’ and ‘progressive’ (again, whatever that is).

Mahathir’s sycophant Syed Akbar Ali writes endlessly on the first — kampung mindset as an ethnic trait — as if it is some incontrovertible Quranic truth (to Syed, only the Quran have truths). Annie Assholes, the rabid mob commenting in her blog (much to her indifference), are always on to the second, like stupid kids in the school toilet comparing the length of their penises.

The perennial Mahathir theme that Malays should be gungho, go-out-and-conquer-the-world type, is reminiscent of a cowboy; like the cowboy, Mahathir’d travel half way round the globe for the pleasure of fucking ride a horse. Thus, to be Malay is to be Mahathir.

But, also consider this: The first baby steps in the Malay departure from docility were taken by Abdullah Badawi. He was the first to break from Mahathir, shaking at the chains, and today Malays don’t rely on the fetish of Mahathir authority, to run a government. They’d call out Mahathir for the charlatan that he is — the mamak from Kerala, they said without blinking — after which they would stamp on him and kick him out the Malay door.

At last, the Malays stood up. They grew a spine. They had their own idea of what it is to be Malay without some Kerala mamak before and now Zaid Ibrahim telling them. (That reason alone — not money, not contracts, for these things don’t determine our lives — is sufficient cause for us, Chinese, to stand with Najib. Stay close, buddy. The storm will pass.)

Najib Razak, in spite of all the things Steven Gan’s Malaysiakini says of him, is the final Malay expression of standing up to Mahathirism and to Mahathir authority and tyranny. Shouldn’t Najib be the emulation for all Malays, neither shy nor reticent, Zaid?

Zaid, on the other hand, lives the life of a frog. In it no spine would grow. After the tweet above, wait now to see Zaid (the not so ‘shy and reticent’ Malay) exit the DAP Chinese door, dragging his tail with him, like Tunku Aziz before him. Of course, that won’t happen soon; tails are always the last to exit but, like the monkey’s, it always does.

Today, meanwhile, Zaid is camped in Langkawi, waiting for some Jesus miracle. He strikes a lonely figure.

Without the DAP, Zaid must now find another existential anchor. This is what happens to Anglophiles, for without ethnic roots, they had to adopt something else outside themselves and, from western culture, they learned that neither shyness nor reticence gets you anywhere. Better it is to demand, shout, and bang tables.

After the tables are smashed to the floor, and nothing else is left standing, come the moment of stupor…. Such is an Anglophile existence, pond to pond, like DAP’s hip-hopping politicians, they live a toad’s life. Croak, croak.

(Main article, Part 4: what brought Zaid and Lim Kit Siang together? Why did Zaid call DAP Chinese even if this seems self-evident?)

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4 coconuts + 2 mamaks + 2 kelings +3 bananas = 7 Anglophiles.

Why, it doesn’t add up? The sum of two and two is not four, but why should it? Anglophiles come from all backgrounds: bananas, coconuts, toads, mamaks, even those who grew up among pigs, and many lead double lives. (But pigs? Who? Well, take your pick among three bananas.)

In the photo above, forget about Zaid or even those bananas. Look at Syed Akbar Ali, on Kit Siang’s left. See how he stands there, on top of the world, in his pair of ill-fitting pants? After that, look at Kadir Jasin, one hand over Tan Kok Wai’s shoulder. A decade ago, or two, that same pair of hands, but younger then, would have strangled the life out of Tan whom Kadir considered ‘Chinese chauvinist’.

The point? What’s common among the seven that would bring Zaid into DAP, or for Kit Siang to accept Zaid? What brings bananas and coconuts together? What unites pigs and frogs?

If your answer is Najib, think again. Najib is, after all, just the objective, so the photo says nothing of him. It instead records, as photos do in sitting rooms and bedrooms, a marriage. In another way of asking, what brought them together for the occasion? What is it that the Syeds and the Tans, the Zaids and the Lims have discovered then shared in common — in a fundamental way?

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2. Why Zaid tweeted? And, what it means.

In the blare of bugles and trumpets, Zaid Ibrahim entered the DAP. We had seen it before, of course: Tunku Aziz, for example, the ‘towering Malaiyoo’ that Tony Pua bellowed about.

Syed Akbar Ali made the Zaid entry look like it were the Second Coming. (You know what’s a Second Coming, Christian?) Zaid would write a new book in Sino-Malay political relations, declared Syed (the man on Kit Siang’s left): DAP would no longer be looked upon as Chinese chauvinist and Zaid would see to it.

A year after the bugle sounds died out, Zaid’s tweet is revealing between the reality then and now. If the DAP were a Chinese chauvinist then and still is today then, as Zaid says, nothing’s changed. He had wasted a year in the delusion that people’s ‘behavior’ (his word) are for him to change — like the way Mahathir sought, condescendingly, to change Malay behavior.

One other thing didn’t change: Zaid. Still the not-shy, not-reticent Malay, he demands to know, presumably, from Guan Eng in a text message: What’s in it for him? When no answer came, he went to Twitter.

What also didn’t change though was political skullduggery, Malaiyoo style. Having set the house on fire, Zaid is on the roadside, hands in his face, crying the self-serving justification, which is that everybody labels Gerakan Chinese but nobody goes on fire. So, why is the DAP flaming?

The new book in Sino-Malay relations that Syed Akbar Ali had promised now looks like it ain’t going to be written. Syed’s Zaid, as it turns out, is also a false prophet. Perhaps the whole thing was a scam from the start: Zaid imagining himself as the Mohammed of Malays politics and Kit Siang the Jesus Christ.

When PPBM was created, DAP, not PKR, not Amanah, was the first to embraced it, that is, the this-your-turf, that-my-turf fundamental principle in race party politics. Kit Siang embracing Mahathir, became the creature his party railed against for 50, 60 years. From a nominal multi-racial party, even though in facade only, DAP became a full-fledged Chinese party. It has to:

the short and long define each other, day and night follow after each, being and non-being create each other.

That is, there is no Chinese-only party if there was no Malay-only party. Zaid simply cemented that notion of mutual creation — one does not exist without the other — so that his entry as the prophet bringing a new message to the electorate was easily seen as a sham. A sham because Zaid the prophet became Zaid the banner boy, whose job of carrying the DAP flag does not make the party less Chinese.

Kit Siang the Jesus, who was supposed to deliver and chart a way out of the confusion of race politics, became Kit Siang the altar boy. He is chanting hymns of racial segregation: don’t leave, stay and fight! It’s no wonder that, for the first time in DAP history, a top party leader (Lim Guan Eng now) had challenged the MCA leadership to take on the DAP in Chinese majority constituencies only.

In effect, Guan Eng was asserting over the rights of legitimate Chinese representation. He wants and says it: by virtue of nose counts, DAP is rightful heir of a useless MCA. Steven Gan’s Malaysiakini duly carried (and calling it ‘news’) that racial chanting arrogance.

Zaid’s inability to see the DAP-PPBM embrace as the re-invention of a rotten sampan called the Alliance, subsequently Barisan, is the cause of his own delusion. It’s a delusion also aided by Pakatan Harapan that hid the foundational structure of its brand of race politics today. The difference between it and Barisan is only in the veiling.

Before Pakatan, electoral politics was a lone Chinese DAP against all Barisan. Today, this has flip around: all Pakatan against one Malay man. Either way, it is one race, on the one side, against all on the other.

To make sure this Mahathirism — All Malaysia versus a ‘Shy’ Malay named Najib Razak — isn’t blatant in its racism, Gan’s Malaysiakini duly accepted the task of throwing the Chinese into the ring beside Najib. It solved the problem of not antagonizing the local Chinese, by substitute them with China.

Zaid, too, did his job, helping in the Chinese slaughter — until, of course, that ‘Chinese party in PH’ tweet.

The Chinese bogeyman is the Mahathir gold standard and his political trademark. The man climbed to the top on the dead bodies of hundreds of Chinese. Now, with his tweet, Zaid not only rewrote the Pakatan electoral script, directing it back inside, he reminded people of Mahathir’s past.

Zaid ought to have known from his Umno experiences the Chinese bogeyman application has for decades gone on from outside DAP to the inside, not inside out. Saying it from the inside out, now, made it his final parting shot at Kit Siang: Zaid isn’t interested in a lowly banner boy role — like Tunku Aziz, you see.

The tweet was reflection of typical Malay political cronyism: give me your money or I’ll fix you. You know who I am? I, too, am Malay. It is typical Malay because no other senior or experienced politician, not even Tunku Aziz, leaving DAP has ever gotten so far as to fling such a racial provocation.

In part, too, the provocation was natural to him, like it is natural to Mahathir’s racism, always holding up a Chinese for the sacrificial slaughter each time he needed to get ahead — even in new politics Pakatan.

Zaid’s tweet not merely exposed Pakatan as, fundamentally, a big lie. That is, Pakatan and its politics are a replication of old Barisan which, being the case, what little difference, if it got into power. Nothing fundamental, as Zaid might say, would change.

Mahathir, Anwar and Guan Eng would be standing at the patch of land where once the institutional stables of Putrajaya had been torn down. What would they put in their stead, on that empty patch? It would leave them to wonder: if slash and burn is what it takes to get them there, how else to stay put if not by the same way and same methods? The same Old Horse shit? It works, after all.

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Mamaks everywhere, left, right, center, below — and most dangerous of all places, behind.

3. The Howards and the Shakirs in ‘Chinese’ DAP

See the man behind Kok Wai, the one with a pair of duck lips? He is Howard Lee (DAP DUN, Perak, Pasir Pinji). If you think he is Chinese, then probe his background, go deep, very deep and, after which, reconsider the question in another way, ‘What qualifies him as Chinese?’

Now go to the ‘metallic black’ (in inverted commas because that’s Nga Kor Ming’s label, not mine) next to Howard. His name is Shakir Ameer.

You think he is Malay because, what…? So, if he is Malay then DAP is multiracial? This is Shakir’s assertion, after all: one mamak or more in DAP does not make the party Chinese. (See his Twitter reply to Zaid Ibrahim further below.)

If mamak is a Malay subspecie, then what — on what basis — is the primary Malay specie? Kadir Jasin? Or Mahathir Mohamad? Or Ridhuan Tee? Or Zairil Khir Johari? (We could go on and on with this and, really, it would be a waste of time because it goes nowhere.)

The point is this: if the multiracial foundation and basis of Malaysian Malaysia (or, without going that far, just Malaysia) is ethnic, then you get a hard time establishing even simple definitions. With the like of Howard Lee and Shakir Ameer around, this confusion gets impossible. Without a correct, usable name, we Chinese say things and events degenerate into chaos. Trouble starts and that, in turn, is exacerbated by the like of imposters Howard and Shakir.

Below is another photo of the keling Malay Shakir pretending to be multicultural and multiracial. Yes, pretense because what else is it? Studio imitation photo for some Chinese parents to see if he’s fit to wed the daughter?

There is a word to describe the purpose of this pretense: duplicity.

The ramifications from this pretense and duplicity is mind boggling. Up and down the country is a grand, never ending, double-sided, deception scheme going on: the more the DAP claims multiracialism, the more deceiving it gets. They have to. If not, how else to win votes so that as GE 14 approaches duplicity reaches a fever pitch.

BN in its electoral past, particularly during the Mahathir era, would use combinations of inflammatory speeches (pendatang), enticements (special rights, roads into the kampung) and threats (IC, balik Cina). At least you knew where you stood.

Picture now another reality…

Stepping out of the DAP campaign truck, with its door-side campaign poster absent the ‘Howard’ name but in Chinese script only, Howard has Shakir Ameer beside him. Howard doesn’t bow that’s customary Chinese manners. He goes straight to the point (also western). He deploys his cleft duck lips, mother’s face and stick his father’s surname to a Pasir Pinji crowd, talking equality (a western concept). Moving next door of Pasir Pinji, speaking in Malay to Malays not talking equality, of course, but class (also a western concept) he says something to the effect “itu Umnoputras, baik kita semua hancur!”

After Howard, it is Shakir’s turn. Remember this is two-face Shakir. What will he show, what will he say…?

Consider, for a moment, below, the ‘Selamat Tahun Baru Cina’ poster with Shakir. It is not standard Chinese pictorial greeting from Malaysian politicians; commercial maybe. In his mamak life, Shakir is unlikely to have ever seen it, but few things are more Chinese than the cherry blossom especially since it starts to bloom in the spring lunar new year.

Next, he is wearing Chinese clothes which is two-layers thick, white inside, blue outside, suitable for wear in Fall, not summer and winter when it will be either too hot and too cold. But, in Malaysia? This is not regular wear, not even in China today but for the fact the idea is lodged in Anglophile consciousness it’s because of the painting (further below) and the clothes design is from the Chiang Kai Shek era, who, btw, is also Christian.

The poster is remarkably appealing to the DAP — hence for use by Shakir — not for its visual attraction (they are better versions) but because of its deceptive quality: mamak in Chinese clothes, alongside Chinese art, neither of which are realistic Chinese new year portrayals. The deception was intended to sell an already duplicitous idea of a Chinese DAP as seen by the Chinese Anglophile. It is what a Howard Lee thinks of Chinese culture, and what it should be. This invention of a fiction — through the clothes, painting, script, used for the precise purpose of Chinese representation — becomes all the more pronounced once they throw a mamak inside it.

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Cherry blossom painting. Cherry tree boulevard, below, when the deep red starts to turn pink. (You didn’t know the color fades, did you, Shakir?)

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Deeply reflecting the DAP, and also what’s fundamental to it, Shakir Ameer’s capability for misrepresentation and pretense is astonishing in its range: Above, as Chinese; below as a mamak boy, and after that as Malay in a Malay wedding (Zairil’s third). Yet DAP calls this pretense, multiracialism, ‘beyond race’ politics. Well, at least they admit their duplicity is political.

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Below is Shakir Ameer, telling off Zaid Ibrahim:

The Counter Tweet: Shakir Shakes his Fist

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4. Why did Zaid call DAP Chinese?

One way to answer the title-question is to ask this, Why is it that the DAP hates being called what it is? That is, Chinese.

This is because, if the DAP doesn’t like such a label, then Zaid, with a single strike, has surely found the spot, the bull’s eye, about where it hurts the most. He knew with what and where to hit Lim Kit Siang and Guan Eng that would throw both into a furor and spin. But this begs other questions: Why not Chinese? If DAP isn’t Chinese then what is it?

We are now close to answering the questions begun in this essay.

For as long as they had been an Umno — and Mahathir Mohamad in particular– Chinese has been a dirty word in Malaysian politics. A very, very long list of persons had seeded then cultivated this racism and ethnic hatred.

This seeding and cultivation are well documented so we won’t go into it. Excepting to note that anti-Chinese racism didn’t just come from Malaiyoos (Shakir Ameer and, preceding him, Malay politicians and journalists such as Kadir Jasin) but it came from the Chinese themselves.

To say a Chinese is anti-Chinese seems like a contradiction only because of the premise that Kit Siang et al are Chinese. That is, ethnicity is pivoted on skin color and, indeed, the cultural contribution to racism, if it exists, is a limited one. Taking the argument forward, a second presumption follows: Being Chinese, Kit Siang could not be anti-Chinese.

Those assumptions are easily refuted. Look into, for example, Kit Siang’s past and his upbringing. After that consider the like of Howard Lee or Malaysiakini‘s Steven Gan, both of who know more about the birth of Jesus Christ than their own mothers. They know more about George Washington than Sima Qian; they would have read Kipling without knowing who’s Wang Yang; they like burgers to dumplings and they think the world of democracy as beating all other political systems because only the West has systems. The rest of the world, China in particular, don’t have any and if they do it is invariably modeled on the UK if not America.

All of which is to say that each of them, from Kit Siang to Yeo Bee Yin, have their separate, individual racist origins. But in their ultimate outlook, they commonly share the idea that the Chinese is an inferior specie, virtually on all counts. West is best — Christianity, politics, language, Oxford, Shakespeare, fighter aircraft, underwear, burgers… everything.

Kit Siang knew especially that being Chinese is a political liability; he lived it! He’d never be prime minister and the closest he would get to is, Chief Minister of Penang.

Being Chinese was something to be cast out because it was commonly associated (by Anglophiles in particular) with greed, money and usury, selfishness, women and ‘loose’ morals, all the supposed negative qualities lodged in western Christian culture. This is Anglo Saxon racism extrapolated in Kit Siang, Steven Gan and countless others churned out yearly from the La Salle boy and Methodist girl schools.

On materialism, Matthew 8:36…

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?

Adam Smith in his book Wealth of Nations:

It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard to their own interest.

The Church (Charles Santiago, Hannah Yeoh) and the Liberal left (Howard Lee) became natural DAP allies, therefore.

But, even after Kit Siang packed his party with the like-minded, all English background, Tony Pua et al, the 2013 GE results still got him nowhere far ahead; 30 odd seats out of 220 is a miserable count after half a century of political battles.

The most he got for speaking in English to the electorate, to Malaysiakini and to Steven Gan was getting more kelings who also speak English (Shakir Ameer), copycat Green politicians (Wong Tack) and a dying Malay generation who, like him, grew up on a diet of English marmalade on toast and on the Bronte sisters. Chief of them were Tunku Aziz and Raub’s Ariff Sabri. Last year came, of course, Zaid Ibrahim. (It’s a good bet Zaid’s application was completed by Shakir in the English and interviewed in English.)

Making DAP more English did not, however, make it look less Chinese, and those are the operative words. Kit Siang — and, really, he is an intellectual midget — was unable to see that DAP’s Englishness merely reflected the internal and personal racial prejudices of the minority, rancorous and forever-whining Anglophile society subset that belonged nowhere, especially when outside Malaysia. They are the minority of the minority.

To be told off as Chinese wasn’t only a matter of skin color condemnation but it had sprung from especially the internalized, racial prejudices manufactured by Malays, particularly the Anglophiles among them — people very different in thinking and outlook from Kit Siang. (Say what you will of how much he has done for Malays, Mahathir is an Anglophile; to find this out, reread The Malay Dilemma). Racism is, after all, a western invention with deep roots in the biblical past. Names like Kit Siang, or Lin Jixiang 林吉祥, worse than failing to mitigate liberal bias, actually exacerbates the racism among Malays.

Still, for being English, Kit Siang at least got 30-odd seats and a chief minister for his son — both of which would have told him this: Anglicizing worked. It took DAP to the height of power.

But, after that?

In the circumstances, then, what more can Zaid deliver to the DAP? Nothing, especially within Pakatan’s highly structured seat distribution limitations. Being nothing, made him expendable: ‘You don’t want Bentong? Fuck off,’ says Guan Eng.

Zaid was unable to see the electoral limitation but especially to recognize DAP’s racism that actually matched his own. It is the stuff of liberal Christian values: the racism of the anti-racist; bias and dogmatic; only they are right and they are fairest creature on earth, destined for heaven.

A year inside the DAP would have shown Zaid not only the similarities and like-mindedness (talking in English, of course) but also shared prejudices.

What prejudice stands out if not the anti-Chinese basis for survival, for getting ahead in the politics of Malaysia, of the DAP and of Zaid’s Umno origins? (Also recall Kit Siang’s inanity over Malaysian First and Chinese second.)

It would stick in the craw for Kit Siang to be called Chinese, the evidence to which is found in Hannah Yeoh and Guan Eng, both of who had made it plain there are no Chinese in the DAP nor in the party’s central committee, only Malaysians. This may not be a contradiction but it reaffirms their racial prejudices, their Anglophile culture, the fact of Chinese as political liability and especially as a dirty word.

Better therefore to throw it all out, otherwise DAP shall be forever in a rut.

Though he had nothing further to lose by getting even with Kit Siang/Guan Eng, his tweet reaffirmed a basis of his politics — ethnic antagonism. With the tweet, he could have gone further: “a Chinese chauvinist party in PH”. But that would be slapping his own cheeks: he had gone there to tackle DAP racism, after all. That is, of course, like saying Hadi Awang is in PAS to tackle Islamic extremism.

There is no doubt DAP isn’t anti-Malay — why alienate a prospective client? Nor is it chauvinist because, other than names like 林吉祥 (which electoral banners in some places omit), what is so Chinese in the DAP? You won’t, for example, find DAP conduct, such as those expressed by Shakir Ameer, in Chinese political culture, not in China, past and present, neither in Taiwan nor Hong Kong because there, before politics, you first learn to govern not shine shoes, filling up somebody’s application.

By Kit Siang’s Malaysian First admission, DAP is anti-Malaysian, that is, its idea is against the individual constituents of the plurality known as Malaysia, Chinese, Malay and so on. If Hannah Yeoh were to be Malacca chief minister, all the street names would be named after something, some place in Palestine, like Shay Adora was so named. Hannah’s religious fanaticism coupled with Kit Siang’s copycat Anglo imperialism would make short shrift of Hadi’s PAS.

Yes, indeed, nothing has changed because Zaid isn’t the first to stand up to Kit Siang. Nor has Zaid’s racist outlook changed, nor DAP’s, nor Mahathir Mohamad’s, nor Umno’s. Nor hatred of Chinese and of leaping frogs and Shay Adora fascism, an old Nazi trope. Nor is Malaysian political culture less moralist and more religious. Even in political philosophy nothing has changed because there is no such philosophy, or ideology; there are just lots of personal prejudices bundled together and named DAP. (Or named Pakatan Harapan. Fighting injustice and corruption is not a political philosophy, you stupid Annie’s Assholes.)

What has changed immeasurably, instead, is the Malay. Neither shy nor reticent with pursuing political hegemony, they finally stood up to Mahathir — the hegemon himself. Imagine… the process took 60 years.

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丘光耀, 你 口干舌燥  言多必失  话多不甜

Far, far more than Zaid Ibrahim’s Malays who he claims, falsely, are ‘generally shy and reticient‘, the Chinese are a remarkable lot. We can take a lot of lies and humiliation that, collectively, we say 吃苦eat bitterness‘. But that man, above, has just crossed the line. Once we are through with him, he won’t be DAP’s Superman super weapon anymore. He’ll be a street dog, licking his own wounds, whimpering for his mother.

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Letter from Home

[In translation, excerpted]

Why, yesterday, I think of a letter from you. There were none. Do you take care of yourself? Do you eat? Where are you? Some Malay girl I hope not, for I trust you…

The letter reminds of Du Fu and Li Bai, the great Chinese poets from some 1,600 years ago. Always traveling, far from home on government assignment or war, they never had to deal with those thoughts contained in yesterday’s letter. (Malays didn’t exist then.) Their heartaches were typically the opposite instead — home.

To exorcise those aches, they wrote poetry from the point of view of the wife, child, and so on. Case in point is Li Bai’s ‘Letter from Chang’an‘ (today Xi’an, home of the terracotta warriors), rendered by Ezra Pound in the English as ‘The River Merchant’s Wife: A Letter‘. Another is Du Fu (my translation):

Pounding the Clothes 擣衣

You hadn’t returned from the Front
Cleaning the laundry stone this Fall
The bitter cold months near
My heart aches from us apart
Yet, do I not toil pounding your clothes?
No! He must be at the Great Wall
So let me use all my woman’s strength
That you, my Lord, may hear the sound over the vast

The poetry reads like it was written yesterday with the little hiccup about ‘pounding the clothes’ which is also the title. Women do the washing, either by a stream or on a stone tablet beside the well. Winter clothes especially are thick and heavy so pounding takes out the water, like the act of squeezing or spin dry in a wash machine. While washing, there is time to reflect: what if he doesn’t come home? What of his clothes then? And all that toil for what?

Here, below, 1,600 years later, still pounding clothes.

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Clip below, Li Bai thinks of home…and reminds of Chinese Standard 1 classes. Teaching such high-standard poetry to kids is unrivaled and exists nowhere else in the world.

It’s like teaching Shelley, Keats or Wordsworth to the six-year-old, 1000 years late. Even better and superior because we remember them and live by those words.

 

Anglophiles, from Khoo Kay Kim down, spit regularly at those Chinese class methods, saying they are types of copycat learning that plagiarizes and makes Chinese stupid. Sheridan Mahavera of Malaysian Insider says the Chinese language is an ‘obstacle’ to ‘unity’ (whatever that is). Lisa Ng calls the kids learning Chinese, ‘sick’ and ‘useless’, locked up in Chinese ghettos where they are unable to give road directions to her in English! (They pick on Chinese because, against Malays, none of them would dare say a thing, not even whisper.)

Before it was about Chinese teaching and learning; today it is about giving some Anglophile road directions, about Chinese engineering capability, investment acumen, and the South China Sea (when it is not North Korea).

They malign us without end, and that continues even as Chinese teaching produces the world’s top students at all levels, in all PISA subjects from science and mathematics to the arts, literature and composition, better than Europeans and Americans.

Before it was Charles Lee Kuan Yew and Mahathir Mohamad. Today, at the premier hate-Chinese, Anglophile site Malaysiakini they never cease to spit at us, though we mind our own business. What did we steal from them? Did we try to convert them? What had we done to them?

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I had enough of this country I want to leave the next day, go home, but all I can do for now is listen to Sun Lu…

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What is the difference between capitalism and communism? The former is the exploitation of man by man while the latter is the opposite. — Soviet-era joke.

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China, looking down…

Village of Pipa, Zunyi, Guizhou.

Jiankou, portion of Great Wall near Beijing (also below).

Winter forest, Xi’an, Shaanxi.

Lake in Nanjing, Fall.

Rapeseed farms, Yunnan, Fall.

Glass-floored walkway in Zhangjiajie, Hunan.

Gobi Desert, Inner Mongolia. (Those are sheep, dummy.)

Shunan bamboo forest, Sichuan.

The Yu Yuan garden, Shanghai, Winter.

Lotus field, Quzhou, Zhejiang.

Five-tier Nanpu Bridge intersection, Shanghai (another below).

Bicycles seized (for blocking roads) then dumped here, Hangzhou, Zhejiang.

Solar farm. Location unstated, probably Guizhou (also below).

Vinegar and soy sauce mill, Zhenjiang, Jiangsu.

The 500-meter Aperture Spherical Radio Telescope, Pingtang, Guizhou (also below).

Fish harvest, Qiandao Lake, Zhejiang.

Taichi practice in Rongan, Guizhou.

Residential suburb, Wuhan, Hubei.

Below Victoria Peak, Hong Kong.

At 348 feet tall (106 meters), memorial to emperors Yan and Huang, Henan.

Jiangcun market, Xixi National Wetland Park, Hangzhou, Zhejiang.

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Source, all photos (except the one below): The Atlantic.

Island colony, somewhere in the South China Sea, Spring. (Want to try and take it, RD-rahmat?)

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