Machas, It's Your Turn Now.

....stop boozing your money away and channel it to more beneficial cause – it doesn’t even have to be Indian-oriented. Spend less time trying to bed that Sino-Kadazandusun chick and show some concrete effort fighting for your places of worship. Quit whining and start communicating. Zip up the constant bullshit and cultivate the art of sensible communication. Register as a voter and not as the latest member of the newest gym/club in town. Learn the names of your latest MPs instead of the sexiest Bollywood stars. We don’t need more lame excuses and victim mentality from you machas, show us some guts and balls....



Machas, It’s Your Turn Now.


This is my web log, one I registered out of thin air and filled it with words and thoughts. I do not claim supreme right to say anything and everything I want, especially not things that are half truths and total lies. I also believe that motives behind one’s words and actions are equally important. If I make truthful statements but with the wrong intentions, my deeds are for naught and not any better than UMNO’s keris-wielding frenzy.

Still, I reserve the right to put in writing my thoughts and opinions as well as the right to eat humble pie should I be proven wrong later.

This article is about my fellow Malaysians of Indian ancestry and more specifically, those that work as doctors. More appropriately, it's about kicking fat asses of my Indian colleagues. If you have no interest in Indian tales then you are free to log off. I am quite sure however, most Sabahans will not log off from anything Indian since they seemingly have a fetish for all things Indian. The staff nurses should know what I am talking about – some of them will sleep with VK-Lingam-look-alikes. That’s side talk however and of no importance.

I returned to work after the elections. People were happy, shocked, surprised as well as angry and devastated, each for different reasons and vested interests.

The happiest of the lot from my observation were the Indian doctors. The machas were practically estatic and leaping with joy, high-five-ing each other over Sammy Vellu’s loss. They analyzed the Malaysian “political tsunami” and brainstormed as though they lived and breathed politics. If you never knew these machas you’d think that they were social activists fighthing a noble cause.

There was nothing inappropriate about that except for the fact that none of the Indian doctors I know ever went back to participate in the elections. They were not registered voters to begin with. They’d read anything but Malaysiakini or Malaysia-today. They were habitual participants of drunken sex orgies, not HINDRAF or Bersih rallies. They’d pay hundreds and thousands for a good booze but not a single ringgit or sen to the DAP/PKR election fund. They decry racial discrimination are fully aware about each other’s caste though they might not apply it. Indian professionals desire change but are reluctant or afraid to be part of the process. When change finally arrives without their contribution, they rejoice and jump for joy as though they were the instruments of change.

In fact, I have personally not come across any Indian colleagues who had any role in the election of the present government. Yet they were the happiest when BN/MIC/Sammy Vellu were defeated.

They say that the Indians have awakened after HINDRAF. I say not true. The majority of the Hindraf members was the downtrodden and oppressed, not professionals and educated Indians.

I say that the Malays have always been concerned about the state of the nation and their loyalty will always be towards the party that offers them the best deal in life. The Chinese have managed to unexpectedly kick BN/MCA’s ass real hard to the extent of voting for PAS, PKR and many non-Chinese candidates over the MCA. The poorest Indians have conquered their fear of the MIC and have taken a risk by opting for the opposition. In the midst of all this, the well-to-do and educated Indians are stuck in the same old mould - still as selfish, coward and hypocritical as ever before.

I work among doctors and I assure you, there are many Indian doctors. Most of them will be able to comment on Malaysian issues as though they were the experts in all disciplines. None of them will lift an inch of their pinky finger to help initiate change at all. These are the typical Indian crabs who know that their community is in trouble but will do anything to keep them down and out, especially by doing nothing but bullshitting their days away.

No wonder the Sabahans believe every word that the BN media speaks. They look at the Indian doctors and wonder how there can be any inch of truth in Hindraf’s allegations of a systematic racial marginalization and ethnic cleansing. In Sabah, the wealthy Indians form the largest crowd at night clubs and bars and the smallest pockets in political and charitable events, if at all. They hold the top positions in hospital departments and speak the loudest in any conversation. The biggest tippers, heaviest drinkers and non-stop smokers are all formed by our rich Indian machas. All the while back in Peninsular, their community is slowly trampled upon. They get no rest even at death as the JAIS buggers can come any time to claim that the deceased had converted to Islam before death.

The Indians of Peninsular Malaysia are expecting change – a change for the better for their lagging communities. Indeed they have seen some tremendous change of fate in such a short time.

Heck, Prof Ramasamy is the deputy chief minister of Penang and it is highly likely that the second deputy chief minister of Perak is most likely a macha too. In the long run and greater scale however, Indians need to stop looking at figureheads and esteemed personalities for a tangible betterment of their lot. There are so many well endowed Indians here in Malaysia. Each can play one’s little part to improve their neighbour’s lot. Forget Ananda Krishnan and Tony Fernandez - these two and other well-connected machas are sold to UMNO and are irredeemable forevermore.

Ultimately, it is the average Indianman – the one who speaks eloquently in the courthouse, persuades patients successfully in the wards and so on who will initiate sustained change.

My Indian brethren, stop boozing your money away and channel it to more beneficial cause – it doesn’t even have to be Indian-oriented. Spend less time trying to bed that Sino-Kadazandusun chick and show some concrete effort fighting for your places of worship. Quit whining and start communicating. Zip up the constant bullshit and cultivate the art of sensible communication. Register as a voter and not as the latest member of the newest gym/club in town. Learn the names of your latest MPs instead of the sexiest Bollywood stars. We don’t need more lame excuses and victim mentality from you machas, show us some guts and balls like the Hindraf 5 but fight for all Malaysians rather than Indians alone. The Hindraf 5 could have continued leading a comfortable life while watching their own people suffer in silence. They chose to speak up and fight injustice instead, and mobilized a whole dormant race since Independence.

The ball is now in your court, Dr./Mr./Mdm/Ms Melanin. Your time is now and never again if you screw up. In ten years time, the Indonesians and Filipinos and other overnight bumiputeras will outnumber all the non-Malays put together. Then you will loathe in remorse of the times you chose to booze rather than partaking in the change of the Malaysian society, or maybe you won’t.

This article has been a waste of time. The very people it was intended for are the very people who do not read anything but the latest Bollywood gossip.

Damn it.