Saturday, July 19, 2008

Change

Since when did we forget that the simplest words are the most understandable, and the most comprehensible? Since when are we engulfed by the angry waves of terminology, overwhelming torrents of ------ we are unable to stand our ground by allowing more money spent on the oil prices which have fallen a fourth straight session as fears lingered that record prices are forcing consumers to cut consumption-like ------ words spelt.

We cannot. Because we don't understand a lot of the words you are using. You use ambiguous words, you use political terms which require us to actually flip through the dictionary (dictionaries?) to actually comprehend what you have on your mind. You deceive us with your words, and your words are tossed all around, they are heard everywhere, but nobody cares. The university educated locals don't care because most of them might not even know a shit of what you are bragging about. They only need your money. Local university educated Chinese and Indians are listening, and everytime they listen, they shake their heads, and their hopes lost. We, those who are away from the country, we listen, and we comment. But everytime before our keyboards or pens start to scribble, we think of the three mighty letters: ISA.

Malaysia is not wrong. Malaysian government is not wrong. It's the leaders, the political leaders who we vote for, who we actually vote, and with each vote we think that they will do something for us, because, supposingly, they can!

On the way towards their own pockets and pride, they lost themselves. But we don't care. But you guys fucking make the whole country lost. Nationwide, everybody is scared. We are all afraid, we fear what might come next. We fear one of our future daughters might be raped and killed by one of our leaders, who we actually vote for. We fear that our kids will be forced to succumb under the one and only legitimate religion in the country, which the government legalize for the only wish to assimilate.

We cannot do a thing. Or rather, we fucking won't do anything for a nation that forsakes us.

Today, even a person who always happen to just take the leaders' words for nothing is crying out loud here in Hong Kong. Most of us are in a state of unrest now. The emotions stir as the doom of our own lands seem not far off.


Just watched 3 episodes of 'Change', the latest japanese drama by Takuya Kimura which is based a touching and moving storyline revolving about a primary school teacher being 'accidentally' pushed into the political waves and soon ascend to the chair of Prime Minister. Being an innocent person, he searches his own soul for the real purpose of being a politician. He said he dunno all the terms the politicians use, but he knows that he at least knew something all along: he is on the same line with his people.

When will Malaysians have such a leader? My heart tells me: unlikely to be in the near future. Well, if I gonna make a wish for Malaysia now, I will say this: Anwar, try to change things but you please don't fucking mess things up. You can bring a 180 degrees change to Malaysian politics, but don't just tell us your promises. Do them. And be fair to the minorities.

A nation that does not respect minorities is a nation doomed to go downhill. Look at Vietnam, Thailand, Indonesia, Philippines...when we see their economies grow, we can't stop wondering: what the fuck is wrong with our government? What the fuck are they doing?

The fuck is, do they even know? All Malaysians need a change. A change larger than the magnitude of a 10 Richter's scale earthquake.

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