Wednesday, October 29, 2008

I am no racist and I am not a Bumiputera

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I got to read something interesting at my friend's blog. Clearly it is a picture of us the natives princes of Malaysian Borneo or known as the Bumiputera have been revokes from any rights as a native. Hahaha. Great, so what now?



Yeah! At last the blatant article busted big time. I used to wonder that it is a school of thought by those UMNOs! It is clear by now. So?


To you all Bumiputeras of Sabah and Sarawak; having a high hope for Bumiputera's privilege is something you should rethink now. We are no more considered a Bumiputera. Once, a long time ago; we were graded as the second class 'pariah' Bumiputera but now it is clearly that they revoked our right, literally. So what are you hoping for? Free education? Free health care and medication? Free ride? Do not ever think of this ever again since we are now considered as non-Bumiputera.

// The timid Bidayuhs and their close cousin, the progressive Melanaus are no more Bumiputeras.
// The mighty Ibans and the fearsome Kayans and Kenyahs are no more Bumiputeras.
// The clever Kelabits are merely known and are no more Bumiputeras.
// The beautiful and warm Kadazans and Dusuns, fought and discriminated oftenly and publicly are the former oppressed Bumiputera who have loosen their right as countrymen, I mean foreigners and squatters.
// The unique Muruts are left without no indication whether they have the right and given any facility as to Bumiputera. Nope, They are no Bumiputera anymore.
// The Lun Bawang and Lundayeh, they are among the hardest tribe for our country to recognize are no more the Bumiputeras.
// The Rungus' are the neglected No-more Bumiputera.
// The Penan are not Bumiputera anyway.

So now who are Bumiputeras? Who are the native princes then?

Malays? Who are the Malays?
Bugise are the Malay even they are from Indonesia.
Javanese are the original and the truthful Malays from Java I guess.
Ubians, Tausug and the other Bajaus are the originals if that is accurate in our pre-historic history text books. They are Filipinos.
Mamaks are original too. Never even question about that. A mamak stall is a Bumiputera stall.
Our infidels from the yesteryears are Malays. So?



From Sulu to KK with plastics, Bumiputera too.


From Mindanao to KK with plastics, a happy Bumiputera


Why care about the difference of RM40 if you labor at the General Hospital if you are working with the private firm? Why care about the free health service at the General Hospital when you can pay for better service at some Chinese Clinics for extra cost? Best, it is free if you have health insurance for major health problem.

Why care about those teachers who teach your offspring mathematic equation such as "one-push-one-same-with-jello" at school (because the jello one jatuh longkang and hospitalized) when you can afford tuition center who teach your kids "one-minus-one-equal-to-zero" on earth and it varies at space? They even send their children for tuition. Oh yeah, our cosmonaut broke his experiment box as he tumble out from the shuttle. Dizzy after watching the earth from the sky.

Why care about our legislation system if we can afford an Indian lawyer to sue those who gets in our way? Why lick boots of those who drink coffee in front of us as we wait for their coffee break to be over?

Why care about the economy when we have our almost-protected NCR land code? We can survive and be rich by eco-tourism anyway? Why bother about the hike of price when we have vast land to do agriculture?

Why even bother to downgrade ourselves as they want it for themselves. Why bother working in the government department? The Dayaks should not worry as many Chinese companies want to hire Dayaks for their agility and cleverness at work? Why care if we can get increments from the merits if we perform excellently? You can learn their trade too throughout the years.

Why bother about being Bumiputera?


REM *** Please read my blogs about Dayak are natural born mogul.


In ten years time, see who will lick whose fat, shiny and well butticured (derivation of manicure as in the future many will take care of their curvy buns) ass? Must I stress to you the answer? At that time, the Dayaks will sing, "Some whereeeee over the mountain.." as we enjoy our life by the beach; drinking honey dew juice, sipping local made wine and our Dayak Europe fusion delicacies (support Dayaks who manufactured them) and indulge ourselves with TIMES magazine after a successful transaction at a keystroke of our notebook. Far away from the less likely use and nuisance of hand phones. Freedom from being slave to unnecessary calls from banks who want to offer us Platinum card and credit facilities.






By then, they are still the pity and petty consumers for the cheap if not rejected goods that we sale. They ran out of cash after their Gold GIRO Card from BSN is with their humble and merciful Loan Shark.

The less fortunate Dayaks; some make it to be successful leaders of Chinese based Organizations as their front man under the age of 30, some are advancing in their career under our wings and our mentoring and lastly, some of our blood brothers are arguing and scheming at our so-called parliament to clean up the legislations to our likings.

So by then, who gained? The resilient Dayaks and their advancement regardless of the condition. If we have been doing fine all these years, oppressed indirectly by the country legislation; what is another ten years?

We are still one of a kind natives of the South East Asia, known for their bravery. We are still the courageous one in the eyes of the British WWII Veterans.

We broke our shackles and shown to the Bruneians that we have surpass them in many ways after years of slavery and captivity under their draconian empire in the past. To all those Abangs, Awangs and Dayangs, you saw what we are made off. How does it feel to be stepped around by us now? Your former slaves advance faster and outpaced you now? Some, did not their lessons instead enjoying their exotic cars as we build their land with soon to finish resources. We have been taking your goods and your currency with us; its a payback time for how you looted our villages before. Every salary we cash out is for every jar you broke at our long house before. Remember those plundering two hundred years ago. It is still fresh in our memories. We will seek our sweet time to finish you off.

The local Borneo Chinese knew our capabilities. They have fallen into our grips as we progresses and control the market price in certain fields, mainly technical services.


We have to play low profile before these goons who revoked our native right literally; to apprehend their powers to us soon after we monopolize the local and global economy.






If they are known as the Native Princes, let us be united and work together to be Native Kings then. Why do we have to wait in line for the crown. The time has come. Do it now! Be united for our Dayaks countrymen. Fight diligently for our natives rights.


But one must learn and always keep this in our heart. We are not mercenaries like before. James Brooke label some of our tribes being so. We must unite and only through unity we can fight what have suppresses us. A unity not through political party but through economical market sharing will help us. May God be with us. God Bless.

GOD SPEED!

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