Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Is hoping for meritocracy futile? - Commander S THAYAPARAN (Retired) Royal Malaysian Navy
Monday, June 17, 2019
Churning out low class graduates who qualified by the race and religious factor
Malaysiakini : “Age was respected among his people, but achievement was revered.
As the elders said, if a child washed his hands he could eat with
kings.”- Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart
COMMENT
| On a working visit to England, prime minister Dr Mahathir Mohamad
said: “Whose hands would we leave the fate of this nation to, if not to
the young generation? Let us work together and unite to create a bright
future for Malaysia.” Politicians like to claim that “young
people” are the future of this country. What they really mean is that
young people are potential voters to keep the system in place. Meanwhile,
a young Malaysian wrote a letter to the media about the harsh reality
of education in Malaysia that exemplifies all that is wrong with the
system. What I liked about it was that it was devoid of polemics.
It
was a measured reflection of an unpleasant reality facing non-Malay
young people in this country. Here was a young Malaysian who did
everything by the book, so to speak. This young Malaysian had the
“noble” values Mahathir and other politicians like to talk about, but
they mean very little against a system designed to cultivate resentment,
among other things.
This
writer excelled in his education and dutifully turned to the system to
help in his advancement of the Malaysian dream. To be a productive
citizen, the system says do this and do that and you will reap the
rewards.
However, the system failed this young Malaysian. It was
not a mistake. It was not an anomaly. It was just that this young
Malaysian missed the quota system for his community. Perhaps the system
was originally not designed to marginalise the non-Malays, but it
evolved into a system where the main purpose is to see to the
“uplifting” of the Malay community at the expense of the non-Malay
community.
This is why the education minister has to walk back on
statements he made about the systemic discrimination in the private
sector, or when Malay politicians claim that the special rights of the
Malays go on in perpetuity. Take this paragraph from the letter:
“Again, I worked hard at IMU and managed to graduate as a top student in
my graduating class. I was elated, but the joy was short-lived when I
found out that, despite being the best student in the class, I was not
eligible for the PTPTN loan exemption due to a different assessment
system and crude conversion method.”
We read commentary about young people not paying back their PTPTN loans.
We read about how the government is in a dilemma attempting to rectify
this situation. Whenever I speak to the parents of young non-Malays who
have secured loans, they always remind their children to repay the loans
because it is drummed into their heads that there are consequences for
not repaying loans or if it is from the government, they are depriving
other children of opportunities they received from the government.
Are
there exceptions to this kind of thinking? I am sure there is. However,
my point is that young non-Malays, especially if they come from
backgrounds where tertiary level education is not a given, but something
that has to be earned and achieved by hard work – by the child and the
parent - borrowing money to secure a better future through education is a
road well-travelled.
Indeed, the writer makes two important
points which reflect the reality of young non-Malays in this country and
something that should be repeated and often. The first:
“Nonetheless, my amazing parents devised a solution for me to further my
education. They dipped into their retirement fund (they reached
retirement age at the end of my secondary education) and also borrowed a
hefty sum from my uncle.”
This is an important point and
something that has become a sort of weapon for proponents of the system
that perpetuates the kind of injustice that has become an acceptable
component in mainstream Malaysian politics. This idea that
non-Malays will always find a way to achieve their ambitions. They do
not need the system, hence the system should reflect the needs of the
majority. In other words, the hard work and sacrifice of the parents are
used against them to rationalise the inequalities of the system. This
enables corrupt politicians to shape anti-inclusion narratives that
receive very little pushback, because, to do so would jeopardise the
political power of non-Malays, which over the decades has diminished
anyway.
This
meme that some young Malays progressives like to go on about, is that
it is not the politicians who foist ideas of Malay privilege on the
community, but rather the majority in the Malay community want their
entitlement when it comes to social, educational and economic
programmes, so the "urban" educated non-Malay mainstream is getting it
wrong.
That may be true, but what does this mean? It means that
nobody is really interested in equality and that non-Malays should stop
thinking of themselves as citizens of this country, and whose existence
is merely to prop up a system which disadvantages them. Which is fine, but this means that the only cathartic thing to do is to leave this country, or vent on online forums.
The
second point of this young non-Malay write isin this: “Looking back
now, I probably should have sought cheaper alternatives in universities,
but I knew that my parents would want to provide the best for me.” This
should be a familiar situation for most young people and their parents.
Even though you are one of the best, life is unfair and you should
lower your expectations because what you do after you fulfil your
educational goals, is what is important.
I
have no idea if pragmatism is a “noble” value, but it does point to the
different values young Malaysians have, which is shaped by the way they
engage with the system. These conflicting values will eventually become
flashpoints of unrest, no matter how the non-Malay political elite
attempts to justify the system in place.
The writer ended the
letter thus: “Insanity is doing something over and over again, but
expecting different results. One can only hope for a silver lining in
the cloud of challenges confronting Malaysian students now.”
All I can say is, more often than not, hope is a form of delusion.