The murmurs beneath the 'Land Below the Wind'!

Mission Sabah: The Manhunt
V.G. Kumar Das

It used to be that Sabah was one of Malaysia's high income earning states. In the late 60s, Sabah was poised to go places. Then the vultures moved in .....

First, they reaped the land of its natural resources. Then they divided the lands and sealed their dominance through the ballot box. Readers well-versed with Malaysian history of the early 1980s would be familiar with project IC where citizenships were given away like M&M's to 'eligible' subjects. Thousands of Filipina boat people flocked to the shores of Sabah to be counted. The project was deemed a whopping success with the favourable state election results (to the national ruling party) that ensued. Nobody actually wondered why most congregations of Pakistanis in the country are centred in Sabah - as if there was a mass trans-subcontinental migration of Pakistan êmigrês is in the 80s. Blame it all on project IC!

Not to forget the moral and economic support of Islamic freedom fighters of the Moro Islamic Liberation Front that Malaysia gave in the name of the brotherhood of Islam. Now the dog is coming back to bite the hand that fed. Descendants of some of our leaders who still continue their traditional family business find Sabah a lucrative spot. Blessed with aquatic beauty, it lured in an array of tourists with fat bank accounts back home. Every time the pirates of the coasts of Sabah were low in cash, all they had to do was start their engines, head towards these tourists spots and catch a few hostages for ransom. Like clockwork, it worked every time.

It is helpful when the coastline is long and is manned by incompetent servicemen equipped with outdated weapons. Their replacement weapons had been approved, but somehow they landed elsewhere, perhaps outside the country, thanks to interference from the top echelon.

The watering down of news from this end of the country came in handy as well. In the recent Lahad Datu stand-off, the powers-that-be managed to paint a rosy picture of the incursion for a good one month before busybody foreign media spilt the beans.

Prof. Emeritus Dato’ Dr V.G. Kumar Das

With this background and the restrictive discomfort of the pandemic lockdown, Prof VG Kumar Dass' creative juices must have flowed in abundance to create this fiction. With the worldwide spread of radical Islam and Salafism, the secluded position of the State, and the dubious infamy that Malaysia is attracting as a transit point for jihadists, the author picked Sabah as a setting for a high-octane paced police thriller.

A spate of violence in the capital alerted the police intelligence (this appear as an oxymoron, probably because of its lack of independence) to zero in on Sabah. They stumble upon a jihadist training camp. ASP Zain of the counter-terrorist and seven-member elite commando team spring into action, with the help of the state-of-the-art telecommunication interfering devices to infiltrate and cripple their devious and megalomaniac plans of absolute anarchy.

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Living on a prayer!

A Malaysian documentary on the issue of
statelessness among Filipino migrants in Sabah.

Living Stateless (Di Ambang) (2014)
Created by Matthew Fillmore

Like stray animals, they are shooed. They bring the value of their property down. There are poor. There are stateless. Nobody wants them. They are the stateless people of Sabah.

While the rest of the country would like to think they are heading to be a developed country by 2020, this fringe part of the state has been battling to get rid of this group of people originally from the Philippines who are neither Filipinos nor are they Malaysians.

Without proper documentations, the elders cannot secure jobs, the children cannot get a decent education, no one gets immunisation and medical attention. They show the resilience of the human spirit and are the emblem of the never-say-die attitude of the human race. They live scrapping on discards, monetise trash and perform clandestine menial tasks. Some build up enough courage to rent a shack to cramp up their families. Children become creative creating games with garbage. A roller of an ergonomic chair is a pushcart; a discarded wheel is play-toy, and somebody's trashed plush toy is their life-long buddy.

Every stateless person has a sob story to tell as they ponder aimlessly into their future in which they do not foresee any ray of hope. The authorities try to expel them now and then. Undocumented immigrants are occasionally repatriated but like mushroom after rain, they keep on coming back. For them, even though they are treated like lepers here, life is still better in Sabah. There is economic activity. They have a chance to feed their family. In the southern islands of Philippines, there is nothing, only Abu Sayyaf and pandemonium.