19 August 2007

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Wednesday August 15, 2007


Something is very wrong with us

Musings
By MARINA MAHATHIR

The 2,718 male children aged 14-20 being remanded in prisons to abuse of toddlers, some resulting in death, by young parents, are indeed worrying to say the least. Yet little seems to be done to reduce or to prevent this from happening altogether.

YOUNG people are in the news again, with the recent furore about them being remanded in prison. Although it may be too late for many of them, hopefully the concern expressed by NGOs, the public and the Government will mean that no more children and young ones will be subject to prison for the smallest of offences.

However, we have to wonder why there are already 2,718 male children aged 14-20 in prisons before someone finally made a fuss. Surely it was already an injustice for the very first child to have been held in prison. Why had nobody raised the issue earlier? Surely even prison wardens must have known this was not right.

Some of these children were arrested for not having their identity cards on them. As much as this is an offence under the law, surely it should not lead to prison especially for children. Do we follow the law in automatic fashion leaving no room for humanitarian considerations?

Having now realised that there are all these children in prisons, in what way will we compensate for their loss of childhood? Prison is hardly the most conducive place for children.

Who knows what sorts of things are now wired into the minds of these unfortunate young people setting the course for their futures.

Teenage years are a particularly sensitive time and not handling them correctly can lead to later misbehaviour. How do we prevent that from happening? Or do we simply blame them later without considering our own complicity?

It seems to be a particularly Malaysian thing to not spend much effort on prevention when often it is much easier to do than to sweep up the after-effects of lack of forethought later.

Our refusal to teach young people proper sex education means that unwed pregnancies are not prevented. Even if young people get married because there is a baby on the way, what do we do to prepare them for the many responsibilities of marriage including the stresses and strains that one can expect?

If there is one thing that seems to be common among the recent cases of child abuse is how young the parents are, barely out of childhood themselves. In the recent death of a 17-month-old toddler, the mother was 18 and the father was 22. The child was the elder of their two children.

In Penang, a 22-year-old man pleaded guilty to physically and emotionally abusing his girlfriend’s two-year-old daughter. Another 25-year-old man in Kota Kinabalu was accused of abusing his lover’s four-year-old son.

Perhaps when a baby ceases to be cute and becomes ever-more demanding, young parents become less patient. Perhaps they are no longer with their child’s other biological parent and feel less secure with their new boyfriend or girlfriend.

Nothing could be less attractive than a wailing child. Perhaps one day it just got too much.

We should realise that sometimes prevention has to start several steps before the very dangers we want to prevent. If we had good sex education in schools which talks about risks and responsibilities, we might avoid teenage pregnancies altogether.

If we counselled couples that did get pregnant and had to get married, we might be able to teach them better ways of handling conflict. As it is, many premarital courses are just another step on the way towards getting that marriage certificate.

As the Mufti of Perlis has pointed out, for all the premarital courses we’ve had, the divorce rates (among Muslims) hasn’t reduced. Perhaps if we taught young people parenting and relationship skills, and told them where they can get help, their young children may not become vulnerable to abuse.

Of course, it’s not just young parents who are the ones who abuse children but it does seem to be a common thread in recent cases that have not been remarked on.

Ultimately what will happen to these cases? The abusers will probably wind up in jail, which leaves the question of what will happen to their children.

Are they likely to abuse children who are not theirs, that they should be put away from society? Or do we serve society better if we rehabilitate these parents, perhaps help to solve the problems that may have put unbearable pressures on them. That may include having to deal with adult abuse as well.

In order to really deal with the many social issues that we have, we need to approach things from a holistic perspective, with the understanding that they rarely occur in isolation. Factors in the environment create the dangerous scenario and then something triggers it off. We need to ascertain what those are.

Otherwise we’ll continue to shake our heads at more child tragedies

06 August 2007

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Wednesday August 1, 2007


Salute to the man in the street

There are lots of ordinary unsung heroes out there, unrecognised and unappreciated. These are the people who deserve to be honoured.

MUSINGS
BY MARINA MAHATHIR

AS PART of our upcoming Merdeka celebrations, a local TV station had a poll for people to name the most outstanding Malaysians since 1957. As people had to vote for the “winners” a la Akademi Fantasia, the poll attracted much controversy and derision.

But what I thought was interesting was that everyone on the list of nominees had already passed on. Which seems to suggest that nobody living deserves any such accolades.

There is something to be said in that. At the moment, there are no living persons in leadership positions in this country that deserve any sort of accolade.

If anything, they probably deserve the equivalent of the “Razzies”, the annual “non-Oscars” that people give to the worst actors, worst directors and worst films, rather than the best.

In fact, if anyone decided to do a poll for the Worst Malaysians Award, I bet there would be no shortage of nominees.

At the top of the list would be various politicians. For instance, those in Parliament who forgot that they had mothers, sisters, wives and daughters, insulted all women, and were completely unrepentant about it.

Then there are all the ones baying for the blood of bloggers, as if bloggers are the root of all evil in this country, and not their own inadequacies.

I would not only name them the Worst Malaysians in the Past 50 Years but also the most ignorant and imbecilic.

None of them actually know what a blog is or what a blogger does, yet are happy to label them all sorts of names, including unpatriotic, unprofessional and liars.

Funnily enough, they also label bloggers “not read by many” and “goblok” (stupid), which apparently means “political bloggers”. That is a sure sign that some people just have no clue.

I would also give a Sharp-Box-on-the-Ears award to those who could have reprimanded bad behaviour among their colleagues, but did not, just for political expediency.

Quite obviously something happens to the brains of people in politics, where they think that everyone only thinks in terms of elections, instead of sheer human decency.

So their rule is “never tell off one of our own because that would give the opposition an opportunity to hit us”. What they forget is that the rest of us are watching, in total disgust.

Of course it’s not only politicians who deserve the Worst Malaysians Awards. Leaving aside total criminals, drivers who don’t signal and who throw rubbish out of their car windows, I would nominate the civil servants who make life for us more difficult than it needs to be.

I would nominate those people who give you an appointment and when you turn up, are out at a meeting that involves lots of teh tarik and kuih.

As a subsidiary nomination, I would put up those who work under the missing bureaucrats who cannot tell you when their bosses are supposed to be back, sometimes hazarding a guess like “maybe in a few weeks or months”.

Meantime, a small consideration might speed up whatever processes you were hoping to go through.

I’d also put up salespersons who have no idea what it is they are selling and are too lazy to go and find out. High on the list would be those to whom you pose a question and who go off supposedly to find the answer and never come back.

People who have bad toilet habits are of course natural nominees but somehow you can’t help think that they’ve been covered already among those listed earlier.

After all, not flushing, or throwing inappropriate stuff down, the loo are selfish and ignorant acts, and that is pretty much what’s common among my earlier nominations.

I would also like to nominate those people who are so quick to judge people they don’t know, just based on appearance or their own prejudices.

In particular, those people who articulate, for want of a better word, those same judgments and prejudices as loudly as possible so that other people cannot put in a word in defence.

If we sit down and think about it, there are really a lot of people we could nominate. Which in a way is rather sad really. Maybe this is always what makes news, those people who do bad things, while those who do good things rarely or never do.

Despite my grouchiness, I do believe that there are lots of ordinary unsung heroes out there, unrecognised and unappreciated.

So my nomination for Best Malaysians are all those ordinary people who every day go about helping someone out, being nice to someone else, making no judgments and expecting no rewards.

So here’s to celebrating the ordinary Malaysian. It’s high time someone recognised them.