The hype and hoopla in the run up to the 50th anniversary of our independence is all over the place. TV, radio, newspapers, online media and private blogs.
I have refrained thus far from giving my take, simply because my love for this country has never and will never hinge on what my peers say.
This country is very close to my heart. Something I can’t divorce myself from even if one day I leave this country in search of fortune and knowledge.
My heart is here. My soul is Malaysian. Tanah tumpah darah means something deep to me. Loving your country means loving it warts and all.
My Malaysia is flawed is some ways. Lots of opportunistic vermin are bleeding it dry. Read Aisehman for some disgusting details. The guy has a knack for putting things in perspective.
My Malaysia is where people dig up the same stretch of the road at least three times a year, for different reasons. The people in governance is shortsighted and lackadaisical. Can’t see even a year down the line. No planning.
My Malaysian government can deny oil rights that is supposed to be for the state of Terengganu, and disguise it later as Wang Ehsan. Politics first, screw the people of Terengganu, who hail from a state that gives the federal coffers half of its petroleum revenue.
My Malaysian judges can get away with not writing judgments. Pretty unheard of globally, but here Malaysia Boleh.
My Malaysia is where a lovers’ dispute can turn into an international diplomatic incident. Here is where our guys in uniform can be ordered to kill a defenseless civilian AND blow her up.
My Malaysia is where the government announce three mega ambitious infrastructure projects in 10 days, and in the next month, proceed to give a US1 billion dollar soft loan package to bail out the Port Klang FTZ. One billion dollars, and that’s called a soft loan.
My Malaysia is where enforcement is lax enough that dozens of people have to die in three consecutive bus accidents in three weeks before JPJ and the police get off their collective ass and take some semblance of work.
My Malaysia?….I know things can be worse else where…but I wish things could be better in here. This is where I hope to die someday.