4.04 pm. Saturday. 6th October. 2018.
I have yet to write anything today. I did do a couple of posting – it was a cut and paste affair – articles I read and found interesting and wanted to share it with you guys. One about Indians and corruption and the other an article by Dennis Ignatius about Anwar and Mahathir. All food for thought, but, try as I might, I could not write on what I had set my heart, this morning, to write.
I wanted to write positive things about Malaysia. I wanted to write about the good things that is now happening in K Hell and elsewhere in Malaysia. I wanted to write about our people coming together, working together towards One Malaysia. I wanted positivity not negativity. I wanted to inject a sense of hope, hope that was missing in my own heart. I wanted to write that Malaysia is indeed done with its sordid past under that Kleptocratic Najib Razak.
I could not to do so. From this morning at about 6am when I had my first coffee until now, past 4 in the afternoon – I could not write anything good about my country.
The prognosis is grim. In the parlance of the search and rescue team….the search for the missing and survivors has now turn into a search and recovery effort. Democracy is dead. One Malaysia is dead. All that we have worked for and aspired to, in the run up to GE 14 is as dead as a sailboat in becalmed waters. Nothing is going right.
No, I am not one of those that are easily spooked when the odds are stacked against me. Neither will I surrender to those who think that political advantage trumps everything else. I was sure that the Umno led BN regime would fall at GE 14 despite all the advantage that BN had against PH even though at times, a sense of hopelessness and impending doom did intrude into the inner sanctum of my mind – but not enough to rattle me.I still wanted to do all that I can to rid our nation of BN.
But this time around, after the hard-fought GE14 that we won, the sober aftermath of that victory points South not North. All roads they say leads to Mecca, but in Malaysia, all roads beats a path towards politics and money, arrogance and hubris and that most debilitating of all our “needs”…self interests. Self interest coated by national interests. Self interest advanced in the name of race and religion. Self interest has already spelt the death of Umno politicians. Self interest will surely lead PH politicians to the same untimely end.
And yet can you all not remember how the first half of 2018 has been for us? Even as we were almost overwhelmed by the sheer physicality of what Umno had in terms of its electoral machinery, their Red Shirt Army, the complicity of the Electoral Commission and government machinery in Umno’s bid to “buy” the general election, even as Umno flexed its considerable financial muscles at all that stood in its way, even as the pundits announced that the Umno led BN will NOT lose the election…..even as all this was being thrown our way, we did not lose hope that eventually we will win the war against BN. We did not lose our commitment to believe in Pakatan Harapan and its leader no matter what. We did not lose our courage to stand up let Umno and BN know that we wanted MO1 arrested. We wanted Umno and BN out. We wanted change.
We all worked towards one matalamat : winning GE 14 for Pakatan Harapan. Apart from Tun Mahathir, Kit Siang and Mat Sabu…we had the PKR team of Azizah, Azmin Ali, Rafizi and Nurrul, we had Invoke…. all of them working in tandem to win that GE14.
What has changed?
Two words. Anwar Ibrahim.
Before GE 14 there was no Anwar Ibrahim on the horizon. He was merely a presence that did only good for PH and for us all. Today he is a physical presence. A physical presence that has changed the political scenario within PH for worse not for the better. How I wish Anwar Ibrahim could use his political strengths for good rather than for evil. Use his political strength to serve national interests instead of serving his own. How I wish he had enough common sense and political acumen to understand the mood and aspirations of the rakyat, and harness that mood and aspirations for good rather than for evil.
Mark my words friends….Anwar is up to no good. In less than six months he has managed to bring upon us and Pakatan Harapan all the negativity that Umno has been notorious for. Divide and rule – this he has already done in his own party, PKR. Pander to the Royals. This is has done – private jets and all. Pork Barrel politics – this he is doing in Port Dickson. The politics of race? This Anwar has never discard from his days in Umno and this he is now espousing again in the mistaken belief that he will be thought of as the “Malay Messiah” and in so doing, he thinks he will garner support and electoral votes first in Port Dickson and later, elsewhere.
Think my friends. Within six months Anwar has “achieved” these questionable “success” that only benefits himself, his position in PKR and, he hopes, benefit his ascendency to become the “manifesto prime minister”. And if he succeeds, what then will happen to our Malaysia and to our people? We have taken back a torn and tattered nation from Umno after over six decades of abuse and ruination. Are we to be quiet when someone comes around and tells us that he will be king without our say so? Surely not! I rest my case.