Showing posts with label 1Malaysia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1Malaysia. Show all posts

Thursday, 26 August 2021

Mix and Match!

 Rempat (Wander, Malay; 2015)

This is a fun, no-brainer movie that combines all the idiosyncrasies that make Malaysia Malaysia. There is the popular Mamak shop, an odd Malay-Chinese misfit who seem to have problems communicating with each other, their penchant for football, perennial money issues and loan sharks.

The first scene of the film generally summarises the actual situation on the ground. Every small group is happy supporting their own foreign football team while watching live games on giant TV screens in their favourite bistro. Everybody is a maestro on how the game should be played, but for a nation whose citizens are so brilliant on the intricacies of scoring goals, it has a national team that nobody gives two hoots. Nobody wants to watch them play.

That is where our two heroes come in, Halim and Chin Chye. Halim is a true patriot who roots for the Malaysian team. Chin Chye, on the other hand, is also concerned about the local team, not because he is a supporter. He hopes that the Malaysian team will lose as he has placed a large bet for them to lose. So, when they changed the channel to watch the Malaysian team when the rest of the restaurant patrons wanted to watch the English Premier League, they got whacked and got booted out. 

Just as they freshen up after the beatings, the loan sharks from whom Chin Chye had taken a loan started whacking them again. Chin Chye (and Halim too, since he is together) get an ultimatum - make Malaysia lose in the next game, or die.

Chin Chye and Halim later discover that they are from the same neighbourhood, like it is always the case in most communities; nobody knows each other. It is all just a facade. Everyone just puts up a front. After 64 years after independence and living together since the 1930s, each acts as if he is a tourist learning the customs and culture of each other. This speaks so little of our national integration programmes that have been organised all these years. Guess it is all money down the proverbial drain.

Now, Halim too, has money issues. His girlfriend is wooed by her wealthy boss. And Halim has to propose her fast. He desperately needs money for that. Since his girlfriend has two VIP tickets to the next Malaysian game, he decided to help Chin Chye get to the game. In return, Halim is to get some money.

The rest of the story is a comedy of errors, Malaysian style. The venue is changed again and again due to structural damages. They have to hitch a ride for that. In the midst of all that, another rival loan shark is hot on their trail to stop them.

This is no artistic work of art, but it is worth a watch to remind us of some similar comedies that came out from the Malaysian film scene, e.g. Mekanik and Ali Setan. 


Thursday, 2 July 2015

Heart, soul and mind!

They are proud of their land, no doubt. It is the only land they know as their own. They are not shy of displaying their loyalty and being happy being born on it. They are wary of their precarious positions and the uncertainty of their futures should they hang on to their patriotism. At the same time, they do not want to forgo what their ancestors have fought for and had got thus far. Utopia is but an elusive dream. Nothing comes close to the near second. A bird in hand is worth twice in the bush. Hold on to what you have, they say.

Forget the social injustices, forget the inequality. Invest into the pluses, do not get burnt by the minuses. With the available opportunities in the neighboring countries, they spread out to rest one of their tentacles, here and there knowing very well where their heart and mind is. The sole purpose of their survival is to prosper. The sob stories of their pathetic ancestors and sacrifices were fed to them all through their impressionable years. They know that without economic prowess and land to own, they cannot flaunt their power. The next best thing they can do is the plough the land of opportunities to milk the golden wealth to hold the string of control behind the scene.

They make sure that they do their part of the bargain, propagating business and colouring the landscape of towns. After all its success will only brings more prosperity to them. And they can hold the bargaining chip with the powers that be. They say, "No money, no talk!"

What was that? A hornbill? Pull the bull by its horn!

Monday, 16 March 2015

Glaring bias in history book

Published: Friday March 13, 2015 MYT 12:00:00 AM

I WOULD like to draw the attention of the Education Ministry to at least five factual errors in the current Standard Five History textbook first published in 2014 (See diagram).

What disturbs me most is the glaring bias towards glorifying one particular ethnic group and religion whilst downplaying the role of the other ethnic groups and religions, a continuing trend which started in the 1990s.

Our textbooks in the 1970s and 1980s used to have separate chapters on the impact of Indian civilisation (e.g. Hinduism and its Impact on Malaysian Society, and Buddhism and its Heritage in Malaysia).

The current Standard Five History textbook sums up the influence of Hinduism and Buddhism on local society in merely one sentence on page 14.

The textbook greatly downplays the role of Yap Ah Loy (not even mentioned in the main text) in developing Kuala Lumpur.

All historians worth their salt will admit that Yap Ah Loy was primarily responsible for rebuilding Kuala Lumpur after the Selangor Civil War.

According to J. Kennedy in his book (A History of Malaya), Yap Ah Loy “... did more than anyone to establish the little township destined to become Malaya’s capital”.

Kennedy’s views are shared by other historians. Margaret Shennan writes that “Kuala Lumpur was another town created by the enterprise of the Chinese”.

In the words of J. M. Gullick, “Down to 1879, Yap Ah Loy was Mr Kuala Lumpur.”

The Chinese played a significant role in the development of the tin mining industry in Malaya.

However, this fact is downplayed on page 42 of the Standard Five History Textbook. The textbook fails to mention that tin production in Malaya increased greatly with the involvement of the Chinese and their far superior mining methods (e.g. gravel pump and open cast mining) compared to the traditional Malay dulang washing method.

It appears to highlight the conflict between the Ghee Hin and the Hai San miners (with an illustration) and how it resulted in losses for the Straits Settlement investors.

The textbook conspicuously avoids stating that the Malay chiefs themselves took sides in the conflict between these two secret societies.

It is rather unfortunate that my repeated pleas since the 1990s to the Education Ministry to publish history textbooks which provide a balanced and an objective account of the origin and development of our beloved nation have fallen on deaf ears.

Malaysia’s history should be written on the premise that our nation today is the result of numerous sacri­fices and contributions by the various ethnic groups, and not just one ethnic group. Enough is enough!

Associate Professor Dr Sivachandralingam Sundara Raja, Emeritus Professor Dr Ahmat Adam and I (with Emeritus Professor Tan Sri Dr Khoo Kay Kim as the consulting editor) have agreed to undertake a four-year project beginning 2016 to write an authoritative, objective and balanced History of Malaysia and a Pictorial History of Malaysia which would be most useful for our students.

We sincerely hope that fellow Malaysians will contribute generously towards this worthwhile and long overdue project which involves extensive research and numerous foreign trips.

DR RANJIT SINGH MALHI

Kuala Lumpur

Wednesday, 19 November 2014

This is reality...

Gadoh (Malay/ Cantonese, 2009)
So there I was hanging around the booths at a mini literary fest where DVDs of local indie productions were displayed. There was a unremarkable looking guy manning the stall. In the passing, I casually inquired whether he was involved in any of films displayed. To my embarrassment, he replied that he made all of them!
That is the state of local cinema scene. Your artistic brilliance is not appreciated and conversely, you have to market your product despite the obstacles and sacrifices they to endure in the first place.
This is another film not given approval by FINAS who thought that the story of the movie would confuse its viewers. FINAS went as far as to even attempt to stop a private screening!
When I found out that it was banned film, I grabbed one for myself. And an autographed one that too!
The theme of the film is actually nothing new. A secondary school was facing inter-racial disciplinary problems. The students were divided along racial lines, frequently ending in physical fights amongst students.
The teachers were at wits end trying to keep the bad press under wraps. One innovative teacher, Puan Anne, suggested organising a theatre group to bridge the racial divide. She engages an old friend, an renegade, a non conformist, for this purpose.
The main troublemakers are two group of students, one Malay and the other Chinese who cannot stand the sight of each other. Both group have their own reason for hating each other. Basically, they are parroting what they learnt from their elders. That the Malays are lazy, stupid and self centred and the Chinese are heartless lying immigrants who are unclean.
As predicted, any interventions will initially meet resistance. The other teachers themselves are not convinced that such an intervention would work furthermore as the students are involved in more fights.
By and by, the students managed to put up a joint venture modern theatre show where they basically express their own feelings about their insecurities in front of the full view of the Education Officers and media. The performance is not taken lightly by the forces that be. The Education Officer walks out in anger and the Headmaster is not amused.
The students are happy with their performance and the objective of unification is complete but...
What was deemed as offensive in this movie is actually done daily by our leaders through their proxies. What is seen in the movie is actually faced by people on the ground on a daily basis. True, we are constantly reminded that we are different by our leaders. Like a schizophrenic, they spread the word of unity and love in the one sentence and hate in the next!

Sunday, 22 June 2014

A nation in tatters?

Deep inside us, all of us know that this piece of cloth is the one that binds us together to maintain peace and harmony so that all of us can do our own things without any fear. We also know that this cloth, in spite of being just a piece of cloth, is no ordinary piece of fabric. It is the testimony of our sovereign nation. It is the same piece of material when hoisted upon being raised after winning a medal brings a tear or two to the eye of every true blue Malaysian.
Scenes like these, the national flag in various states of neglect and disrespect are common sights these days. What was hoisted in Merdeka month last year is left to weather the elements of nature all through the monsoon months, and this is what you get... A faded Jalur Gemilang flying majestically as its threads tatter away in shreds.
So, what are you going to do about as a loyal citizen? Are you going to make a citizen's arrest or just look the other way?
Watching the number of mad people working around amongst us, do you think it is a good idea to handle the perpetrator head on? Make a police report which would be lost among the pile of junk which would eventually make it to the recycle man's compound? Or blog about it?

Monday, 28 April 2014

Remember the time?

Make yourself at home
Remember the time in history when the first merchant ship landed in Surat and the year 1509 when Lopez de Sequeira landed on our shores with gifts and praises. The locals bent over backwards, as the local culture dictates, to please the guests and make them comfortable and feel welcome. The guests, fondly referred to as 'Benggali Putih', did not fulfil their part of the bargain of being a gracious visitor but instead became their masters. Life, as the locals knew it, was never the same.
Here comes trouble!
Fast forward 5 centuries later, the whole country is excited that the most powerful man on the world with the official authority to annihilate the whole world with a press of a button decided to grace his presence in this land. Media has gone bonkers hailing the visit as the next best thing since 1966 when his predecessor came here to signal to the Eastern Block that we were proxies of the Uncle Sam. So, keep out!
And it applies to others too!
So, why the honour? Is it because Big Brother wants to ensure his little one is doing alright? Is it like how we have to visit our loved one every so often to show that we do care about them?
Is his visit going to straight our dismal human rights' record, our achievement in topping human trafficking list, poor media freedom and the mushrooming of state sanctioned ultraist groups? Dream on.
In the immortalised words of his predecessor known for his clandestine activities in the cloak room than the oval office per se, "It's all about the economy, stupid"!
The poster boy has arrived to exude his charm or twist arm the leaders to sign at the dotted lines of the TPPA (Trans Pacific Partnership Agreement). We have reached a crossroads where the leaders would have to decide whether to enrich corporate America, to safeguard its citizens or benefit (enrich) themselves via spillover effect of the deal.

Sunday, 16 March 2014

Pull up your socks!

I remember a mate in school who thought that his teacher was commenting on the loss of elasticity of his school socks whenever the examination results were out and he was reprimanded on the outcome! Of course, over time he came to realise the real meaning of his teacher's message and he is now all grown and is somebody in society!
For so long, the civil servants of the country have been working with a chip on the shoulder, thanks to the legacy left by the colonial master as CSR to the natives, knowing very well that their services would not be terminated. At its worst, they would be transferred to  another department. It did not matter anyway. They were not there to learn or do their delegated jobs. It is their part time job, really Their real job starts after office hours. With so much life of comfort, with the powers that be bending over backwards to cast a safety net to cushion any form of hardship, they had it good.
So, when a crisis of magnanimous international magnitude strikes, they were caught embarrassingly inefficient with their pants down. Many standard common sense protocols were let to slither through. The 40 years of hibernation in stuporous zombie like life form has been exposed bare for all to see. If the civil service is bad enough, the armed forces were malaise to react to an unidentified flying objects in its air space. It is reminiscent of the book which had no publishing licence for years but was only banned after its contents offended certain quarters of the society!
Wake up roll call. As a true Malaysian, do you know how embarrassing it is to display what is the best of brains in the country groping helplessly stringing sentence which confuses its listeners on whether he is speaking in the present tense or past?
But, you justify... That it is a unified organised plan to belittle and ridicule you.

Saturday, 7 December 2013

Every life comes with a sentence but...

Karpal Singh, The Tiger of Jelutong (Tim Donoghue, 2013)
nothing
The story of Karpal Singh is the story of any typical Malaysian born and bred in this land called home. Even though the ruling coalition would like to deny the contributions of all of its citizen and try to rewrite the history of the country as they please, this is reality, the reality of a country which raised from the ashes toiling through good times and bad ones. Any country in this world cannot live alone and cannot progress without the help of the little people. After some time, these people will not stay as little people. They too would aspire to come up in life and be somebody. With education, the offspring of the little people would not be taking things lying down but instead demand their rights. After all, they contributed to the only country that they call home. It is ludicrous to forever keep them as second class citizen and be swept under the carpet, seen but not heard.
Karpal's early recollection of childhood must be accompanied by the whirring sounds of American warplanes. The attack orchestrated by a man on wheelchair (FDR) in the mid 40s on Penang at the twilight months of WW2 had tremendous impact on a man who would eventually be on a wheelchair himself! The seemingly unstoppable tiger who had endured pain, torture, incarceration would not stop roaring even though wheel chair bound - down but not out!
The book narrates the childhood of a lawyer from humble beginnings and how this fiery looking for a good argument man builds up his law practice and political career. Many newspaper headline grabbing cases that had eluded most Malaysian people's memory is discussed in detail here.
Many death row inmates owe their lives to Karpal for escaping the gallows through his hard work. Many politicians rather not confront him anywhere especially in political arena. As the fighter swims through his eight decade of life, there is work aplenty to be done for the people which he has paved his offsprings to continue...

Saturday, 26 October 2013

The other side of HIS-story!

My Side of History (@Chin Peng; 2003)
A few years ago when Chin Peng's application to return to Malaysia appeared in the local newspapers, I remember discussing with a close friend about the subject. Being a learnt chap who was fair and aged as he was, I was taken aback by his reaction. Hailing from the district of Tanjung Malim, an area listed as a red light for communists activities, he was quite emotional that Chin Peng should not be allowed back at any cost. He had first hand experience of experiencing the violence and atrocities at the hands of people who looked at communism as the saviour of our nation to escape colonisation of their European masters.
Now, the question is whether CP was a liberator or a CT (communist terrorist). The question is who decides which, is it the victors of ideology or the historians. The fall of communism just convinced the victors that they were right all along. As in all human endeavours, the fallen would always be suppressed by the strong and mighty. Like they say, when caught in a strong current, always hold on to the strong roots by the bank of the river not the dangling branches.
A War Hero
From our childhood, we had been inundated with the idea that communism is some kind of evil teaching that is out to pulverise all kind of successes and liberty that mankind had attained since the time of Adam and Eve. So when I saw it this book at the local shelf in 2009, I grabbed a copy but only got to read it of late.
Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Too much information can sometimes lead to more questions and confusions. This is what happened to a young Ong Boon Hua (a.k.a. Chin Peng), a veracious reader. At time when the feudal system was meeting its coup de grâce through much human suffering and rising of the workers' class, elitists and intellectuals tried to stir human emotions on equality and humanity. These ideas fascinated many young minds of the mid thirties in the hope of creating an utopia on Earth.
The 1937 Rape of Nanking by the Japanese soldiers left a deep scar on many Chinese all over the world including the first generation migrants. It was only natural that when the Japanese reached our shores in early 40sduring WW2, the Chinese here took up arms against their Eastern intruders. WW2, in a way, woke Malayans from their slumber of nationalistic apathy. The people were also divided into two factions; one who went underground to resist the invaders from the Land of the Rising Sun (MPAJA) and the other who were cooperative and gained from the cycling Hirakiri advocating invaders.
Public Enemy No. 1
The bumbling British tried to make a comeback with help of the underground army. This cooperation between Force 136 and MPAJA later won many praises when the war was over. The Communist Party which was hoping to liberate Malaya from their colonial masters were taken for a ride. The newer batch of English officers were gung ho and set to reap maximum benefits for their motherland which was in dire straits after the war.
On the Malayan side, poverty was the order of the day. All the three years hard earned savings through the war years came to naught when the returning masters deemed the banana currency non legal tender. The new changes in the British administration and the economy malaise added by hungry mouths became fertile ground for fascination with socialistic and communistic ideologies. These ideologies infiltrated trade unions.
After the war, many MPAJA soldiers were decorated. Chin Peng himself was conferred 2 honorary medals and OBE. Ironically, less than two years later, he became Public Enemy No. 1 with a price on his head!
Post World War 2 era marked the begin of the Cold War and both divides were not giving their territories to the other side so easily, hence the change of heart.
The frustrated guerrillas took matters to their own hands. With the dearth of communication means, the leaders of CPM never could hold a tight rein on their subordinates. On top of that all, it was rife with internal problems. Its early leader, Lai Te, turned out to be a turncoat who sold his comrades to the Japanese and also to the British! He later absconded with a princely sum of money.
Interestingly, CPM received support from sympathetic Malayans and through capitalistic means!
Subsequent shrewd planning and propaganda use of the media on the part of the British crippled CPM.
The crimes of the communists were highlighted making it justified in the public eyes for them to be labelled as 'terrorist'. On the other hand, nefarious acts by the armed forces were muffled. A picture of a British soldier holding 2 'trophy' heads of Chinese communists made it way to the Daily Mail in the UK. It earned a bad reputation for the Brits. The authorities justified their action by the need of identification and census. They argued that they did not have to follow the international set of rules of treating captives as the Emergency period (1948-1960) was not a war! Then there is the Batang Kali massacre where the accusing fingers still point to the English.
This book gives a deep insight into the happenings during the 1955 Baling talk like never seen before in any history textbook. Chin Peng and his men, by then weary of the jungle, wanted to come into the mainstream. They wanted recognition as an entity which fought for the nation and be allowed to operate as a political party. David Marshall, a roaring lawyer from Singapore with his own political ambitions, is seen here a loud steamrolling one sided negotiator who wrecked the peace talk. Tan Cheng Lock, is painted as a true capitalist who seem more interested in loss of business opportunities and monetary wastage rather than liberty and social justice. Political wrangling by the powers of the day forced them to go underground again.
Once again, as world reeled from the post war slump and economy was booming, communist sympathy dwindled. At the end of the day, it is money that talks - a hungry stomach raises the sickle but when hunger is fulfilled, he yearns for peace.
In its early days, CPM seem like a groping organization with no recognition from its well established peers like in Australia and India. It was not even invited for the Communist World Summit in 1960. The Australian delegate who was passing through filled in on the details and suggested the idea of killing strike breakers and traitors.
The damage of public property was supposed to hurt the colonial masters. The first brutal killing of a British planter in Sungai Siput over wage dispute herald the beginning of the Emergency period. Renegade members of CPM killed here and there without the blessings of the Central Committee, allegedly. The assassination of Sir Henry Gurney was apparently a wild shot, unplanned. Guerrillas who wanted food and money hijacked a VIP car by chance. Sir Gurney happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Grinning Royal Marine with his "trophies".
Briggs' plan of creating new villages overnight by forcibly mass transporting villagers unannounced and rationing their food supply may appear inhumane but it helped to fade the sympathy of the Malayan people. This, with the euphoria of a new independent nation and burgeoning prices of raw material in the world market sent the revolutionary ideas further back into the back burner.
A disappointed Chin Peng went into exile in the background, He was a guest of Thailand, Vietnam and China. He received financial support for China and telecommunication aid to transmit communist ideas to Malaysia.
Chin Peng's love affair with communism met more resistance as the days went by. Malaysia started diplomatic relationship with China. CPM in turn had to comply with certain requests made by Malaysia via China. Difference in thinking amongst the Soviet, the Chinese and true Marxists created various factions within CPM with many backstabbing with money as the primary gain. The tired old man called truce in the 80s with the then Inspector General of Police but failed to make it even as to the motherland that he fought for. Ironically, his last breath was on the day sanctioned as Malaysia Day, 16th September 2013 at the age of 88.

Tuesday, 24 September 2013

For the nation...

http://write2rest.blogspot.com/2013/09/sybil-kathigasu--chin-peng.html
Sybil Kathigasu and Chin Peng: Imperialism and Umnoputra


A week prior to the death of Chin Peng on 16 September 2013 in Bangkok, I finished reading No Dram of Mercy, a book by Malayan World War II civilian heroine Sybil Kathigasu.

I felt something important was missing from the book and the articles I read about the Kathigasu's. Chin Peng’s death helped me see more clearly.

Perhaps I can rest now.

In this (long) essay, I have selected some content from No Dram of Mercy, which was completed in or before 1949, but released only in 1954.

Most who have written about the Kathigasu’s emphasize the medical side of the story – their clinics in No. 141 Brewster Road, Ipoh and in No. 74 Main Street, Papan; their ‘chance’ evacuation to Papan; the cause and nature of Sybil’s injuries.

Since the clinics, evacuation and injuries are well covered by others, I have omitted discussion of them.

The content I have selected is mainly designed to serve my goal which is to suggest reasons why publication of No Dram of Mercy was delayed.

I propose that the same reasons account for Umno’s refusal to recognize Chin Peng, the well-recognized leader of the long defunct Communist Party of Malaya, and Umno’s belligerent prevention of the return of Chin Peng’s ashes to his homeland, Malaysia.

First, some similarities between Sybil Kathigasu and Chin Peng.

Similarities between Sybil and Chin Peng

Sybil is the only Malaysian woman ever to be awarded the George Medal, Britain’s highest civilian award for bravery. Chin Peng was the recipient of two British military medals for his role during World War II, and later the civilian OBE (Order of the British Empire) award.

Both Sybil and Chin Peng were heavily engaged in resisting the Japanese.

Both Sybil and Chin Peng were denied access to the public at key moments of their lives.

An overview of the Kathigasu’s

Many say No Dram of Mercy is an autobiography.

I think it is more helpful to describe it as a personal account of 3 years of Japanese occupation of Malaya, narrated by a woman who expended her life on behalf of others. I say this because I had to look beyond the book for personal information about the Kathigasu family.

On 01 August 1942, Nurse Sybil Kathigasu, 43  commonly known as Mrs K or Missy   was arrested in Perak by the Japanese occupiers. Her husband, Dr. Cecil Kathigasu, 49, had been arrested 3 days earlier, on the 29 July. They remained incarcerated until about the end of August 1945.

Over the 3 years of their separation and captivity, the Japanese imperialists treated them brutally.

They were detained in filthy and disease ridden places. They were subjected to humiliation, isolation, cold, insects and starvation. They were physically tortured by beatings, slapping, exposure to the sun, burnings, etc.

No Dram of Mercy describes what the Japanese did in Malaya and how the Kathigasu family and other Malayans endured and responded.

About her birth and ancestry, Sybil only records that she was born in Medan and that she was a Eurasian Catholic fluent in Cantonese. She tells us her mother, 73 years old in 1941, lived with her – and died while Sybil was serving out her prison sentence.

According to Wikipedia, her father was Irish-Eurasian, while her mother was French-Eurasian.

We know from other sources that Cecil was a Ceylonese Tamil who converted from Hinduism to Catholicism in order to marry Sybil.

Ho Tak Ming, in Doctors Extraordinaire (Ipoh: Perak Academy, 2006. 2nd edition) says Cecil graduated in Medicine in 1913 from Singapore Medical school, was a Sergeant in the Malayan Volunteer Infantry during World War I, was a stellar sportsman, and met Sybil while he was working in the General Hospital, Kuala Lumpur and she was training there to be a nurse and midwife. Dr Ho says Sybil and Cecil married in 1919. (Dr Ho also says Sybil’s mother was an Indian.)

The reason Sybil wrote No Dram of Mercy

A prayer Sybil records in the book tells us why she wrote No Dram of Mercy, a title derived from a few lines in Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice:

“Great Saint Anthony, please intercede for me with the Infant Jesus to give me the strength and courage to bear bravely what God’s Holy Will has ordained for me. Let me face death, if I must, in the spirit of the Holy Martyrs. But if I am spared to write a book about what I have undergone, I promise that the proceeds from the sale of the book shall go to building a church in your name, in Ipoh, and, if there is any over when the church is completed, to the relief of the poor and suffering, whatever their race or religion. Please help me, Saint Anthony.” (Kathigasu, Sybil. No Dram of Mercy. Kuala Lumpur: Prometheus, 2006; page 162)

At the time Sybil uttered the prayer, she was being held in Batu Gajah prison, awaiting trial against the three charges proffered against her:

“first . . . acting as a spy on behalf of and in co-operation with the enemy agents in Malaya. Second, of giving medical attention and other assistance to the Communist guerrillas and outlaws. Third, of possessing a radio set, listening to enemy broadcasts and disseminating enemy propaganda. Each of these charges carries a death sentence.’ (page 155)

A few weeks after uttering the prayer (perhaps more accurately making the promise), Sybil was tried in an office in the prison. She refused to accept legal representation, she pleaded guilty to the charges, and was sentenced to life. She began serving her sentence in the same prison, and remained there till the Japanese surrendered.

Prior to the Batu Gajah prison, Sybil – and Cecil – had been detained (separately) in a police lock-up in Ipoh, and in a Kempetei interrogation centre on the outskirts of Ipoh.

Of these ‘institutions,’ the Kempetei centre was the worst – detainees even had to kneel down like dogs to enter the cell, and were ‘treated’ to horrendous tortures. In the Kempetei centre, men and women were made to share the same cells.

The Kathigasu’s children William (25 years old in 1943) and Dawn (7 years) were also briefly held and tortured at the Kempetei centre.

Other contributors to No Dram of Mercy

No Dram of Mercy was published in 1954 in Britain, about 5 years after Sybil died, with a foreword by Richard Winstedt and an Introduction by Geoffrey E Cator.

Winstedt was a Senior Civil Servant, Malay scholar and historian.

Cator too was a Senior Civil Servant. He was British Resident of Labuan, then Selangor, then Perak, after which he was head of the Malay States Information Agency in London.

Later I will explain why Winstedt and Cator’s contributions to the book may help explain the 5 year interval between Sybil’s death and the publication of her book.

Four key attractions of No Dram of Mercy

No Dram of Mercy illuminates, inspires, is readable and is relevant.

No Dram of Mercy illuminates because it recounts the way the Japanese retained junior public servants (such as the police) in office, and how the Chinese were specially the targets of the Japanese. For example,

“One day a Malay police constable, Ahmad, was brought in with a fractured skull – the result of persisting in his duty. He had come across a party of Chinese openly running a gambling den in the market, and, attempting to arrest the ringleaders, had been struck from behind with an iron bar. We kept him with us, and he required several weeks of care and treatment before we could be sure that he would live. Ahmad never forgot what we did for him, and for his wife and two young children who depended on him; later on he was to find a practical way of demonstrating his gratitude.” (page 25)

And

“. . . most dreaded of all the anti-Communist measures were the identification parades or “Sook Chings.” Without warning, the entire Chinese population of a certain area would be ordered out of doors, and herded together in some convenient open space. There were no exceptions – men and women, old people and babes in arms, healthy and sick were rounded up like cattle. With luck, the parade might be over in a few hours, but equally it might be prolonged over two or three days, in which case the plight of the unfortunate victims was miserable indeed. Scorched by the sun, soaked by the rain, and chilled by the night wind in turn, subjected to the brutalities of the Japanese guards, forbidden sometimes to stir from a single spot for days on end, many of the weaker died of the treatment they received. But worst was the fear and uncertainty. Many were carried off by the Japanese with no reason given: sometimes the victims were sturdy young men – taken, it was rumoured, for work in labour gangs – who were never seen again, but anyone regardless of age or sex might be seized on suspicion of Communist sympathies or activities, to return, if they were lucky enough to return at all, with the marks of torture on their bodies.” (page 35)

No Dram of Mercy inspires because it shows us that if we are true humanitarians, we can help our needy neighbours even if we do not agree with their goals (Sybil herself was an ardent supporter of the British imperialists):

The Malayan People’s Anti-Japanese Army, as it was called, was dominated by the Communists, and the intention of the leaders was undoubtedly to set up a Communist State in Malaya. At this time, however, they were wise enough to keep their long-range plans to themselves. They were willing to co-operate whole-heartedly with all anti-Japanese elements in the country, regardless of political differences. They never tried to preach Communism outside their own ranks, and we never thought of them as Communists at all, but simply as allies of Britain and America in the fight against the Axis. (page 75)

No Dram of Mercy is written in the first person, in simple English. It broken into 20 short chapters with an average length of 9 pages. It is illustrated with evocative photos of people and places. It’s a good book for school discussions and even school dramas.

No Dram of Mercy is relevant because it comes across as honest story telling by a “race-less” (Eurasian) lady who expended her life on behalf of people of different ethnicities in multi-racial Malaya.

The contrast between Sybil’s portrayal of the Chinese as patriots and reports of Shuhaimi Baba’s portrayal of the Chinese in her movie, Tanda Putera, is striking.

Sybil’s special treatment by the British

Sybil writes that on the day she arrived home – in a car arranged for her by the Malayan People’s Anti-Japanese Army (“well clothed, armed and equipped by British”) – two British Officers of Force 136 were waiting for her. She notes:

“The British officers, who had responsibility for military intelligence, took down in outline the story of my experiences, and then asked me if there was any way in which they could help me.” (Page 180)

She had two requests. The first was that her husband and son should be released from Taiping Gaol. The second was a request for “the best medical attention available” so that she would be able to walk again, with a promise that she would pay for whatever it cost. On the last page of her narrative, Sybil reports the response of the officers:

“You shall have the best treatment, and it will be entirely at Government expense. We are authorised to tell you that the British military authorities will have your injuries treated exactly as if you had been wounded in battle.’ (Page 180)

Sybil tells us elsewhere in the book that the conditions of her incarceration were such that she could not keep any written records. We therefore know that her recall of events must have been hazy; there are very few dates in the book.

What then should we make of the words “we are authorised to tell you”?

Recall that the book’s foreword and introduction were written by men who had served as very senior members of the British colonial government. It seems likely that the officers were indeed authorised to tell her she would be treated as a military casualty.

It seems likely that the Sybil Kathigasu was a rarity because (1) she was well known in Ipoh, (2) she remained alive despite having been found guilty by a Japanese military court, (3) she had sustained injuries which were treatable, but not in Malaya, (4) she was highly commended by the Malayan People’s Anti-Japanese Army (MPAJA), led by the Communist Party of Malaya (CPM), then allies of the British.

The enigma behind No Dram of Mercy

No Dram of Mercy is somewhat enigmatic.

No Dram of Mercy is enigmatic because it’s not clear how the manuscript took shape. It doesn’t have an author’s preface, so we don’t know who reviewed her manuscript, who worked with her on it, and who endured neglect while she was writing. It doesn’t have a foreword by her husband or daughters, whom we know outlived Sybil. It doesn’t have commendations by Malayan leaders of the day, e.g. Tunku, H S Lee, Tan Cheng Lok, V T Sambanthan.

No Dram of Mercy is enigmatic because it doesn’t reveal why she was treated so kindly by the British. Was it because her father was Irish and her brother a soldier who died on the battlefield in Turkey (Gallipoli)? Was it because her recovery and subsequent testimony would help to demonize the Japanese? Was it because her story would inspire others to relieve “the poor and suffering, whatever their race or religion”?

Perhaps the Brits did what the Communists requested

I speculate that in August 1945 the British had agreed to requests by the MPAJA – the mainly communist Malayan resistance to the Japanese – to provide maximum help to Sybil.

The role played by Sybil, her husband and household was critical to the survival of the (mainly communist) resistance fighters and thus the defeat of the Japanese.

At great risk to themselves, the Kathigasu’s treated sick and injured resistance fighters.

Their clinic in Papan, a town so close to the hilly jungle where the terrorists hid out, was a natural place for people to meet and pass messages.

They listened to BBC broadcasts (often by Winstedt, see page 125) and disseminated news about the progress of the war.

And, during their interrogation and trial, they didn’t reveal anything which could expose and weaken the resistance.

It’s no wonder that the communists called Sybil “mother.”

And there lies the propaganda problem.

The value of No Dram of Mercy as propaganda

Recall that the foreword to No Dram of Mercy was written by Geoffrey E Cator, head of the Propaganda Department in London (“Malay States Information Agency”).

The British, through Force 136, had collaborated with the communist-led resistance fighters to overthrow the Japanese; their liaison was with Chin Peng, who was then already one of the top 3 leaders of the Communist Party of Malaya (CPM).

Though they opposed imperialists, the CPM collaborated with the British imperialists to defeat the Japanese imperialists.

I suppose the British imperialists thought that after the war they could buy over the communists, just as they succeeded in buying over Umno and it’s predecessors!

The British were to be disappointed. After the war, when the British resumed their exploitation of Malaya, the CPM resumed their goal to rid Malaya of the imperialists!

I speculate that while Sybil was being treated in Britain and her story was being prepared as a propaganda expose of Japanese brutality (the Brits were themselves often accused of brutality), the friendship between the “terrorists” and the British came to an end: the erstwhile friends became enemies.

Unfortunately for the British, No Dram of Mercy – which would have been great propaganda against the Japanese – was also an open acknowledgement of the massive role played by the Communist insurgents in resisting the Japanese.

The Chinese, according to Sybil

No Dram of Mercy, written by a person of known integrity, powerfully laid out how the Japanese targeted the Malayan Chinese community and how this drove the Chinese into the jungles to collaborate with the Communists against the Japanese.

The Malaysian historian Cheah Boon Kheng, describes the targeting of the Chinese and their response in his preface to the Prometheus edition of No Dram of Mercy:

“The Chinese community was the first to suffer the brunt of the Japanese Army’s draconian measures. In retaliation for anti-Japanese activities conducted by various Chinese organisations in Malaya following Japan’s invasion of China in 1937, the Japanese 25th Army under General Yamashita carried out a series of massacres of Chinese in Singapore and Peninsular Malaysia known as the sook ching or ‘Operation Clean-up’. According to Chinese estimates compiled at the end of the war, some 60,000 Chinese were killed in this way, while Japanese estimates put the figure mildly at a mere 6,000 victims. This single act of the Japanese administration not only frightened the Chinese away from the Japanese, but made them easy recruits to the communist-dominated resistance movement.” (page 2)

Professor Cheah also reminds us that the Malayan emergency was from 1948 to 1960.

The “Malayan emergency” was actually a civil war which came about because the Communists, under the leadership of Chin Peng, began resisting the British occupation just as they had resisted the Japanese occupation. (The Brits didn’t call it a civil war because if they had done so, British planters and other businesses in Malaya would have lost insurance protection and access to loans.)

So, in 1948, the mainly Chinese resistance fighters who collaborated with the Brits during the war against the Japanese in Malaya, the resistance fighters who called Sybil ‘mother’ (page 80) because she treated them, the resistance fighters for whom she suffered so severely, were declared enemies of the Brits.

I believe that explains why No Dram of Mercy was not published before Sybil died in 1949.

Sybil, Chin Peng and Umnoputra

In 1948, it was politically unthinkable to acknowledge the suffering and the contributions of the Chinese who were soon to be displaced from their homes and corralled in New Villages by the Briggs plan.

Today it is politically unthinkable for the Malay-rights obsessed Umno-led government to acknowledge the contribution of Chin Peng to the independence of Malaya. In 2003 Chin Peng was denied permission to return to Malaysia to launch his memoirs. This month, Umnoputra have proclaimed that even his ashes may not be returned for interment in the land whose freedom he fought for.

Both the delayed release of No Dram of Mercy and the barriers erected against Chin Peng are signs of imperial rule.

The imperialists then were Japanese and British. Today the imperialists are Umnoputra, with the Malaysian Chinese Association and other members of Barisan Nasional as collaborators.

Click here to read Chin Peng, an intriguing enigma to the end, an excellent article by Professor Cheah Boon Kheng.

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.”*