Who to hate if you want to thrive as a racist?
Malaysians have to learn that being opposed to racist bullies in other countries cannot co-exist with their own expressed hate of those different from themselves in their own country. Can’t be upset with newly arrived New Zealanders being murder targets in their new home while being great supporters of your own security forces compromising the basic freedoms of migrants in Malaysia.
Praba Ganesan, The Malay Mail Online
A friend informs me the Bangladeshis have taken over the market. Something has to be done, he said.
This is Pudu Market at the centre of the city.
My mind floats to family.
My dad’s parents cleaned the market for City Hall. My mum’s paternal uncles, a slew of uncles and aunts of varying degrees of relations, had a decent grip of the city’s labour pool.
We were its cleaners.
I made a mental note to not regard this friend as a friend in the near future.
All menial these labourers, except for one.
Of all the relatives, my granduncle was competent enough to be of value to the administrators pre-independence and was asked to take an additional tools test which he passed.
The rest were for the lack of a better term, slaves, in the market.
Amen
There are no easy jobs at the wet market.
Which leads to the primordial question.
What are they doing at this corner of this city? Why can’t they just be workers? Be workers and be happy.
They can’t, because like any migrant around the world, they want more.
First, I made a mental note not to be friends with this “friend” anymore. Anyone who fears the future and spreads animosity about the present, spreads hate, and therefore does not inspire confidence. Not only in themselves, but in the body politic. In the society they live in.
Bangledeshis, Myanmarese or the Rohingyas are not here to weather the storm till things are better in their country till they can go back.
They are here to have better.
And therefore, when Malaysians muse, despite themselves being migrants however many generations removed, it is spectacular.
They are offended these newcomers are here with the mind to settle down and have their own families.
Well, honestly, what were their own families at the market for? To be permanent staff of City Hall’s wet market to fulfil the consistency of a government.
As I wonder, I realise that when the first accompaniment of Tamil labourers arrived they would be at the receiving end of the public’s derision. These “dirty and dark” immigrants fresh from the boat with the expectation of jobs.
How these people were gawked at, and how they survived it.
To other minorities I point out, looking at the new immigrants, they get a sense of how things were, for their ancestors.
The hypocrisy
When Australian Senator Fraser Anning was egged following his offensive remarks about Australia’s immigrants, Malaysians were in unison about their support for the young lad who could not put up with the hate.
Anning surmised “Does anyone still dispute the link between Muslim immigration and violence?” in the aftermath of the Christchurch mosques attack which left 50 dead.
The youth hit the senator with an egg at a press conference.
To all present, in and beyond the room, accusing the very victims of inviting the violence upon themselves by a radicalised Anglo-Saxon was impudent. It was outright rude.
