The Man Who Would Never Be King

The election victory of Anwar Ibrahim was expected. That's all there is to it. The unabated excitement about him is simply because he knows how to draw attention to himself. His antics can sometimes be so peurile but draw the opposite reaction. But the truth of the matter is that there is a temporary disenchantment of UMNO, and not because people are falling in love with PKR. At this moment in our history, our politics is still driven by racial agenda, Malay agenda, to be exact. The weight of Malay aspirations still lies deep and heavy within UMNO. For the moment there is a shifting of weigths within, and PKR is a convenient prop for some.

In the late 90's there was a similar agitation within UMNO to get rid of old baggages within. The catchphrase then was reformasi. That is the very catchphrase now, and again only in the sense that a new generation of UMNO leaders wants the older generation to go. Once that new generation is in place, PKR will be no more.

There is an urban legend about Anwar and Najib. (Well, it might not be legend yet, as I have heard it only from one person who claims to be the witness .) A long time ago when they were younger they went to see the mahaguru of Silat Gayong, somewhere in Perak. Both wanted to know what the future held in store for them.

By turn they stood in front of the guru while the guru held several lime fruits and sliced them. The lopped slices would drop either with the cut portion facing up or down. The story has it that for Najib they all faced up, and for Anwar they all faced down. So it was that Najib's fate has ended upward for the better and it is doom for Anwar.

History is still unfolding and the only true lesson, is that each of us must live true to only one standard of truth. I care not for Anwar or for Najib. Leaders will rise and leaders will fall, and as for me, I hold my fate in my own hands.

There is too much ado about nothing. What's worse, Islamic clerics are willing to twist interpretations of their religion to suit their purpose. They are clouding the issue when we expect them to be standard bearers of the truth. There are too many actors on the stage, strutting and fretting about, accomplishing nothing.