Sunday, 1 September 2013


Amongst Too's innovations was the usage of inconspicuously coloured instead of brightly coloured paper for leaflets, so that the communist rank-and-file would not be noticed by their superiors when they picked up the leaflets. Too avoided a "preachy" approach in drafting the leaflets; his style was described as: "Don't preach. Don't theorize. Never say 'I told you so.' No propaganda based on hatred." Too also focused on a factual approach in his propaganda leaflets, which often comprised information such as the names of recently surrendered communist soldiers, lists of mistresses of party leaders (a privilege resented by many rank and file), and photos of communist casualties.

Personally, during 31'st August-1 Sept, I found myself under cyber-mocking at one blog, because I was too preachy at that blog by my comments.

Somehow, I find the comfort of reading about CC Too at, and now I'm googling about this guy, especially his famous book, The Story of a Psy-Warrior: Tan Sri Dr. C. C. Too.

Silly thing about my fascination of him though, stems from the fact he was born on 31'st March, and because this guy choose to be bald. (I shared this same habit of shaving my head every 2 weeks or so).

Even though I'm not a Chinese, due to my upbringing in Kajang, and my experience in Kajang High School, I found myself understanding some of the Chinese psyche. (I dare not say I understand all)

You see, from Form 1 to Form 5, my class had less than 10 Malays, compared to other 20-30 Non-malays guys.

After I graduated from UM, I joined the construction industry, which is predominantly Malaysian Chinese. Furthermore, I was a lucky bastard who was chosen to work overseas, and during one stint, I worked under a Mainland Chinese company (chung-kuo-ren company).

I favoured the Chinese mentality in life because I think it's progressive.

You see, they had a thousands years old of history based on War. And so they favoured "competitiveness".

My late father is an Ultra-Malay, had the "old-type" Malay pride and thinking.

However, his mentality is very much different from Malays nowadays. Malays nowadays are quite "empty". They talked about Malay pride, but they don't really delve much to their own culture. They talked about maintaining Malay power, yet they favoured Western "fun-troll" mentality.

Real Malays don't troll, because it made them look like idiots. Especially since Malays live in closed-knitted community as reflected in Malay culture of "bagai aur dengan tebing", "berat mata memandang berat lagi bahu memikul", "bagai isi dengan kuku", which emphasise much on local unity spirit within the community.

When I type the word "Melayu" into Google at this moment, 11:40 pm, Sept 1 2013, the first post that pops out is "melayu main kat pejabat kantoi dengan bos".

Some Malay talked of Islam religion and bashing others that differs.But in real life, they could not offer much "alternative practicallity", they also use Riba which is just re-named under Islamic banking with "future risk".

It's because you can never be certain of the value of future risk, that uncertainty of value is not much favoured in Islam way of life, and yet you will find those under Islamic loans.

My late father, keeps Malay poetry books, and I liked to read it, nevertheless, he told me something which I will never forget for my whole life.

Late Father : Do you know what is the slogan for UMNO before Mahathir took and rip it apart?

Me : What do you mean?

Late Father : Do you know what the Malays were fighting for in the old times? That's the slogan of UMNO Lama.

Me : What is it?

Late Father :  Ayam di kepuk mati kelaparan (Chickens raised inside the coop, died in hunger)

He then told me that, the bumiputeras, are living in a rich land, yet they are still lacking behind so much from the foreigners who came later on.

I remember reading Dr. M's Malay Dilemma, later on, which talks about the same thing.

Later in life, I found out the expression ayam di kepuk mati kelaparan orginates from Aminuddin Baki.

My late father, together with my Malay friends in construction, have a similar thinking,which is, we are surrounded by these "competitive" people.

If you are not good, then you just become like those chicken who died hungry in a fertile land. Don't cry and pity yourself. This is real life. Improve yourself, the title of "bumiputera" is just an empty title if you are not "strong", mentally and economically.

There's no use of labelling others as "cinabengs" or "cinakui's" as you pride yourself that you are a prince of the land, while in real life, you are just "empty".

All this racism you found in Perkasa, and the Tanda Putera movie, is devoid of this "ayam di kepuk mati kelaparan". All the talk is about "others". Never about themselves.

While all this is happening....

You still depend on your salary while Chinese prefer making business. You screw your friends over petty things while Chinese build "connections". You make Malay movies showing Malay successful businessman having love and marriage problem, while Chinese, Korean movies depict successful business people as shrewd and truly believe in their absolute self-conviction to be successful.

My point in all this is, why should we must bother so much thinking about others as "enemy" when we ourselves are devoid?

Nevertheless, Malay people will not bother this. Instead, they will screw me for "this guy talk cock only, writing in bad grammar English, Bahasa Melayu pun tak mahu guna"

Somemore, my biological buildup featured by my skin color, shows that I'm not a "pure Malay".

Knowing all this, I don't bother about the critics much. They and their opinion are just "empty".

As I remembered all these, I felt humbled by the recent cyber-mocking. I shouldn't have waste time over-doing "silly" commenting. You shouldn't over-throw good ideas at other people's turf.

And I pitied the Malays who mock under the name firdaus a-z (of course they were Malays, they wrote Malay with such rempit-ness). And I pitied those Malays who argued about Malay rights, Malay politics, Malay sense of pride and posted those comments online inside cybercafes owned by Chinese.