Remember, remember, the sixteenth of September

What a mess Malaysia is in right now. Not as bad as some other countries but a mess nonetheless. Both within the ruling Barisan National (BN) coalition and the so-called “government in waiting” Pakatan Rakyat (PR) coalition. Especially so, I think, for PR, now that the much awaited but utterly disappointing September 16 deadline has passed. Anwar Ibrahim’s backpedaling and tantrums after the anti-climactic day has grown rather tiring.

To be honest, I was hoping for the big change, peaceful one, I must add, to happen. So much so that I wrote a Malay poem to that effect when I got really disappointed after reading about three people had been rounded up under the draconian Internal Security Act (ISA). As much that I find Raja Petra is rather a nuisance but come on. Teresa Kok for the alleged azan petition and a daily reporter that showed the true color of a bigot within UMNO? I have grown tired of Malaysia being divided along racial lines under the so-called “social contract” of yesteryears. I don’t think it can work forever. It will only breed silent bigotry and distrust from within these racial components.

I think it is fair to say that a lot of people has grown wearied and, even more importantly, worried. I don’t think massive racial upheaval will happen. Observing the latest development in the country, I cannot imagine racial unrest will originate from within PR fold. What worries me is the ultra-Malays from within UMNO who rally behind the like of Ahmad Ismail. Hopefully, the latest terrorism attack at Teresa Kok family home is an isolated incident and is not a start of something bigger.

Eid Mubarak and have a peaceful and wonderful gathering with friends and family.