The
fact that Indira continues to fight and remain a symbol for a class of
stolen children perfectly encapsulates the seedy religious underbelly of
various governments and their non-Malay enablers.
Indira’s case
involves numerous branches of human rights violations, not to mention
systemic dysfunction of the state security apparatus and successive
governments have done nothing for her.
Even Harapan chose not to
get involved, even though various political operatives were standing by
her side demanding that the government act and return the kidnapped
child.
I look forward to the day when her child is returned and
there is no need for her name to be on my list or indeed any parent
whose child is a victim of religious kidnapping.
Activists
these days seem divorced from the issues they claim to advocate and it
has become a circle jerk of mutual admiration and fundraising.
Haris was always for the people and when he stumbled and made wrong choices, he was never shy to admit it publicly.
His
passing affected me deeply. His passing is epochal in the sense that
the language and symbols we use as a shorthand for dissent, like ABU
(anything but Umno) for instance, sprung from his ingenuity when dealing
with a hegemon with vast propaganda organs.
Here is a snippet of a conversation (“conversation, commander, not interview”, he reminded me) we had some time ago.
“Almost
all of us have racist tendencies to varying degrees which, wittingly or
otherwise, we picked up from our elders and we, in turn, pass down to
the next generation. A race relations act which criminalises acts seen
as 'racist' will help to, in time, weed these tendencies out from our
society.
“An example might help. We still see coffee shops with
signage announcing, 'Please do not spit', even in this day and age. A
law to criminalise spitting in any public place, and effectively policed
and enforced through prosecution through our courts, may one day see
those signage become redundant.
“Similarly, if it was the law that
if a child below say, age 15, was heard uttering ‘keling’, ‘malai
quai’, or ‘cina babi’, the parent would be charged with an offence, and
this law was effectively policed and enforced, I dare say we would hear
less and less of these utterances from future generations.
“So, yes, we need a race relations act.”
PSM
My final pick is not a person but an organisation, which I suppose means a group of people.
Over
the past year, PSM has demonstrated that it cannot win elections, is
mocked by mainstream political supporters, and its political operatives
get detained by the state security apparatus in the prime minister’s
backyard.
A
PSM operative once told me that it does not matter if Harapan
supporters vilify them online because what is important are the issues
PSM raises. The issues PSM raises, unfortunately, do not gain any
traction with urban voters who right now are being terrified by their
leaders with the green wave.
I have made the case as to why a
grassroots-level outfit like PSM would be an asset not only to the
oppositional forces in this country, it could be the conduit to the
marginalised Malay underclass and the brewing class dialectic in the
greater Malay polity.
Relying on the religiosity of Amanah and the
old-school racial demagoguery of Umno/PKR is not going to create the
environment that sustains the kind of change the anti-theocratic forces
in this country claim they want for Malaysia.
S Arutchelvan never
fails to remind Harapan of its broken promises and has a knack for
cutting through the horse manure with his folksy public statements.
PSM
remains the fly in the ointment of the mainstream political class and
by doing so, reminds us that pretty words and hollow slogans are merely
the means for establishment parties to gaslight the base.
But it
doesn't matter. The reality is that PSM will continue fighting the right
fight and even though their successes may be small and go unreported in
the mainstream press, I for one am glad that people all over the
country are being helped by a party that does not win elections but
carries on working for the good of people who more often than not, do
not vote or a mainstream who rejects them.