Rudyard Kipling"
āWhen 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 soldierā
General Douglas MacArthur"
āWe are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.ā
āIt is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.ā āOld soldiers never die; they just fade away.
āThe soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.ā
āMay God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .ā āThe object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
āNobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
āIt 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."
The moral panic caused by St Michael's Alumni dinner By Mariam Mokhtar
Saturday, October 25, 2025
Malaysiakini : COMMENT | In Malaysia, an alumni
dinner is no longer just a chance to catch up with old friends,
reminisce about inspiring teachers, or toast memories of decades past.
No, it has become a moral battleground, a stage for political theatrics, where wine and beer glasses trigger national alarm.
On
the 29th September, St Michaelās Institution (SMI) in Ipoh, my alma
mater, held a private alumni dinner, attended entirely by adults,
outside school hours. No current pupils were present, only former ones.
Alarmingly, the happy event was recast as an āalcohol festivalā (pesta arak) by PAS politicians.
Adults
had gathered responsibly as they had done every year. Suddenly, a
scandal of national importance had emerged. Welcome to the world of both
the absurd and hypocritical in Malaysia.
Harmless, essential fundraiser
SMI is a mission school, owned by the La Salle Brothers. The government pays the teachersā salaries and little else, according to former pupils.
St Michaelās Institution
Alumni
fundraising dinners are essential lifelines, and any former student or
parent of a current pupil will tell you that. Fundraising keeps
buildings from crumbling, sustains programmes, and maintains a
century-long educational legacy.
Disappointingly, PASā desire to
score political brownie points now means these gatherings are
scrutinised as if the survival of society hangs on each toast.
Even
more absurd is the selective outrage. In one year, a former
inspector-general of police was sitting a few tables away from mine. He
and other senior civil servants had attended reunions with no fuss.
The former IGP told reporters that he was there as an āold boyā. No fuss, no frills, no protocol, no controversy, nor scandal.
Today, it is shocking that a sitting politician is able to transform a modest, joyous dinner into a moral emergency.
How dare he call the fundraising dinner a āpesta arakā with free-flowing alcohol and gambling?
Conservative
politicians are probably envious that we seem happy, lively,
boisterous, and having a good time. More absurd is when fundraising, in
the form of a raffle, was classified as gambling.
Moral panic, while realcrime goes on
The
situation could almost be a satirical skit, except the authorities are
treating it as serious governance. Adults quietly sharing a drink are
policed as if they threaten the nation, while real crises, like
stabbings, violence, bullying and gang rapes are largely unresolved.
This
moral panic is being stirred not by educators, parents, or
child-protection agencies. Itās engineered by politicians eager to
extend their version of Islamic morality into private events, attended
mostly by non-Muslims.
This is part of a broader trend with PASā fixation on conservative dress codes
on nurses, on Malaysian Airlines stewardesses and alcohol mid-flight.
The wine glasses at SMI are less of a problem than the political
pot-stirring.
Priorities require recalibration. If a government is
concerned about morality on campus, it should first tackle violence and
bullying in schools, sexual abuse in religious/tahfiz institutions, stabbings in toilets, and mental health issues leading to a loss of hope/life.
None of these is alcohol-induced, yet they endanger children daily. The alumni dinner, by contrast, posed zero threat.
Consistency is also elusive. During school hours, children have been subjected to mock military exercises, brandishing toy guns, supposedly to teach solidarity with foreign conflicts.
Incredibly, that show of violence was acceptable.
Now, a private dinner among consenting adults is a moral calamity.
Misplaced priorities
This
episode exposes a structural injustice: mission schools like SMI
function despite chronic underfunding, minimal government allocations,
dilapidated buildings, and shrinking programmes.
Alumni donations
are critical to maintain basic standards, but when alumni attempt to
support their alma mater, they are publicly chastised. Private
initiative is suspect, adult responsibility is subversive, and morality
must be theatrically enforced.
Meanwhile, politicians, ministers,
and even the prime minister seemingly waste incredible amounts of energy
policing beer glasses while society faces serious crises.
Malaysia
grapples with economic stagnation, environmental degradation, societal
polarisation, religious extremism, and rising living costs. And yet, a
modest alumni dinner became a policy priority.
With elections looming in Sabah, minority rights, especially of non-Malays and non-Muslims, are increasingly vulnerable.
Beware, today, it is a private alumni dinner; tomorrow, school inclusivity, and civil society could be quietly eroded.
Consider, too, the ritual Hari Raya Haji korban in schools.
Children witness acts that border on psychological trauma. Nobody
rushes to the police about that, yet a glass of wine in the evening
triggers a moral investigation.
If morality were truly the guide, priorities would look very different.
Thisis not leadership
The
lesson is stark: when governance confuses moral panic with moral
leadership, society suffers. Adults are policed unnecessarily, the real
harm that students face is left unaddressed, and institutions trying to
survive are publicly rebuked.
Mission schools must tread a narrow
path: fundraise quietly, maintain excellence, and avoid moral scrutiny,
lest they become pawns in political theatre.
Malaysia must learn to distinguish between actual threats
to children and harmless adult celebrations. Focus must shift to
violence in schools, systemic neglect, and the protection of minority
rights.
Until that day, absurdity masquerades as governance,
common sense exits the building, and moralism reigns over adults
responsibly enjoying an evening.
Do raise a glass for SMI, to acknowledge its courage, reason, and priorities that actually protect the next generation.