Excerpt #2: Changing the Malay Narrative
M. Bakri Musa
The colonials imposed upon us and the world their narrative
of “the lazy native.” They also spun an equally fictional one for themselves –
the superiority of the white man. Both myths were needed to justify their
deeds.
The Japanese
shattered that second myth. The sight of the “superior” white men hightailing
it, chased by the Japanese on their sardine can-made bicycles, emboldened Malays
to take on the hitherto-considered mighty British. That led to our merdeka. As
for the first myth, that too would have been busted had the Japanese Occupation
lasted longer. There were no lazy natives during the Occupation; the Japanese
made sure of that.
After
merdeka, in an ironic twist we substituted our own equally fictional narrative
of ourselves. This one, not surprisingly, puts us at the polar opposite of the
‘lazy native.’ We now view ourselves as the privileged “sons of the soil”
(Bumiputra). With that we declare our inherent superiority, taking a leaf from
the colonials. Ketuanan Melayu (Malay
hegemony) is but the latest incarnation of this new narrative.
Alas, while
we may have changed our story, the reality remains the same; we are merely
trading one mental coconut shell for another. That is no liberation.
Like all
good fiction, there is just enough truth laced with an exuberance of artistic
license to both the old colonial narrative of the lazy native as well as that
of our new privileged ‘sons-of-the-soil.’ Also like all good stories, there is
an underlying purpose to such narratives, apart from their being good yarns.
Discerning that would require us to undertake some introspection and even
greater critical analysis.
The
colonialists’ myths of the lazy native and noblesse
oblige justified their taking over our country and our rich resources. It
also justified their bringing in hordes of indentured labor from India and China. The colonials needed such a
narrative to sooth their collective conscience. They further assuaged it by
calling us “nature’s gentlemen,” a term only slightly less condescending than
“noble savages.”
What
purpose would our narrative of Ketuanan
Melayu serve? It is good fiction, as judged by its wide acceptance, much
like a “good” dime novel has wide readership. Also like a good novel, this Ketuanan Melayu myth has just enough
element of truth to it. We Malays are indeed “natives” of Malaysia; at least we have a better claim to
that than the Anglo Saxons have of Australia.
Perhaps
this narrative of Ketuanan Melayu, like
those Harlequin novels and soap operas, serves to encourage escapism into a
fantasy world. If that were so, the question remains as to what purpose.
We would
not be far wrong if we were to, as the pundits put it, follow the money. Just
as those dime novels and soap operas make tons of money for their publishers
and producers, so too our narrative of Ketuanan
Melayu for its perpetrators.
It is not coincidental
that the shrillest proponents of Ketuanan
Melayu are also the most privileged of Malays – the UMNO Putras. These are
the ones with palatial bungalows, trophy wives, and children in private
schools, all made possible through political patronages, “Approve Permits,” and
outright corruption.
All myths
eventually get punctured. That of the lazy native busted under its own weight.
Indications are that this has already begun with Ketuanan Melayu. A Malay has difficulty reveling in his exalted
privileged son-of-the-soil status around KLCC; he has difficulty finding a restaurant
that would serve him rendang.
Champions of
Ketuanan Melayu too sense this
impending implosion; hence their preoccupation with creating new conspiracies
to bedevil us. First was the hantu of
globalization and capitalism. As that did not scare us enough, they concocted hantu pendatang (of immigrants). Meanwhile
we are being ensnared by the hantu of
religious extremism.
Humans love
a good story; indeed we need it. That
also reflects how our brain works. Our mind creates a narrative of ourselves
and of the universe, and our place within it. Our mind works hard to make that
story consistent. When new information intrudes that does not fit our existing
narrative, our brain re-interprets the new information to make it conform. When
our version of the world is far detached from reality, we become delusional.
That is schizophrenia, a serious mental malady.
Another
feature of the brain that rivals its ability to edit non-conforming information
is its tendency to see the whole instead of the parts; hence the dominance of
“framing.”
Just like a
portrait can look very different depending on the frame, likewise our
perception of reality based on our mental frame. We pick a course of action
when it is framed as having an 80 percent chance of success over one with 20
percent chance of failure, despite both expressing the same thing. We drive
across town to “save” a dollar even if we have to spend more on getting there.
Society too
can be imprisoned by this framing effect. We Malays framed our dilemmas as one
of Ketuanan Melayu instead of our
lack of competitiveness, as it should be. All of our subsequent actions are
thus “framed” by this mindset.
This obsession
with Ketuanan Melayu and the various hantus distracts us from recognizing and
facing our real existential threats – our laggardness in economics, education
and other arenas, as well as our deepening polarization and increasing
inequities within our community. Intra-racial inequities and polarization worry
me more than the inter-racial variety; I fear less another May 1969, more a
Malay civil war.
We also
risk being cast aside by global currents. Even once xenophobic China is now
embracing globalization and capitalism, to the benefit of its people. In
contrast, our obsession with religion puts us right in the target of its
extremist elements, turning Malaysia
into another Iran or Afghanistan.
We need a new
narrative, one that reflects our true nature and the world we live in. If we
were to do so, our actions would be more productive and less disruptive. Even
if our new story were to have some fanciful elements, with an open mind,
associated humility, and willingness to learn, we could tweak and re-edit it to
conform to reality.
That is
what a free mind does. With a closed mind our narrative would calcify, detaching
us from reality. We would then distort reality to make it conform to our warped
view.
Liberate
the Malay mind, and we topple our coconut shell. Information (freer access to
it), education (liberal and broad-based, with competence in science and
mathematics), and engagement in trade and commerce (capitalism – the genuine,
not the ersatz or rent-seeking variety) are the proven tools to topple our
coconut shell and prepare us for the wonderful open world.
Liberate
the Malay mind and those hantus would
be exposed for what they are, figments of our wild imagination. A free mind
turns crises into opportunities. Liberate the Malay mind and we will re-frame
our dilemmas. Liberate our minds and we liberate our world.
Begin by acknowledging
the forces that have kept and are keeping our minds closed. Foremost are the
myriad intrusive and repressive rules, the mother of which is the Internal
Security Act. Those are instruments of oppression, not liberation. Then there
are our schools and universities, intent on indoctrinating rather than
educating our young. More entrenched is the corruption of our cultural values
where respect for leaders is mistaken as a license for them to indulge at our
expense. Most of all we must discard our myopic interpretation of our faith.
Expose the
forces that have entrapped the Malay mind, and we are on our way to liberating
it. That essentially summarizes my book. What follows are but elaborations,
illustrations, and persuasions.
May 17, 2015
This essay is adapted from the author’s book, Liberating The Malay Mind, ZI
Publications Sdn Bhd, Petaling Jaya,
Malaysia, 2013
Next week: Excerpt
#3: Imagining a Different Future
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