Midnight Route, Jalan Pudu, 01.30am, Sat.11th September, 2010.

About Me

Kuala Lumpur, Federal Territory, Malaysia
The truth, the people, and the adventures of a Reach Out volunteer as he struggles through the obstacles of NGO work with the urban and rural poor of Malaysia. An adventurer who travels a fair bit but who is determined to settle down to a more stable existence. Is easy to keep as a pet as long as he is given regular bars of chocolate and curry puff's. Dislikes deceit and those with ego's, but as a Scotsman, enjoys wearing the Kilt and shocking people with the sight of his legs.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The Colony

There is a colony out there of damaged souls.
Of wrecked souls.
Lost souls.
I suppose that all of us, if truth be known and if we care to admit, have damaged souls, but there are degrees of damage and degrees of recovery. Or the ability to recover perhaps.
Our position is that of having the facilities, opportunities, and access to be able to make the choice of how we address our inner peace and well being.
Others do not have the means, or call it fortunate circumstance, to be able to use the many facilities granted to us to apply the necessary 'healing' in what ever form, to repair our souls.
And so they wander and think and suffer in an endless cycle of surviving another day.
Sure, spirituality is a major part of beginning to address our repair process, but when you are overcome day in and day out with discrimination, anger, abuse, and/or hatred, spirituality, when you need it most, is not at the forefront of your thoughts. We are consumed with anger against those showing such animosity towards us and we therefore retreat into what we know...survival at any cost.
And so the cycle continues.
So we give up.
We turn away and ignore the need. Or perhaps we help only those we think are 'worthy'.
We continue to discriminate to fulfill our own perception of what is good and right not realising the damage we are actually causing and how we continue to participate in the cycle of damage.
Compassion does conquer all.
Compassion shows that there is a way out if the compassion shown is genuine.
Given without agenda.
Given to all those in need.
Not as a job. Not as a supplement to your own ego, ( and thereby causing more damage to your own soul).
Not because someone tells you to do it.
But because you realise that it needs to be done.
Don't look for heroes medals on the street.
Don't look for Datukships or Datinships for 'charitable work' if that is your focus and your agenda from the start. And believe me, there are those out there in other so called NGO's promoting themselves for this very reason
I despise those who use the poor for such material benefits only looking to enhance their own community standing. Or in the hope that they will receive such benefits.
I have no compassion for those that are willing to abuse the poor and helpless, and reserve my right to use any compassion I have been blessed with, (what little there may be), for those that need it.
And oh yes, I know who you are, and what your agenda is, and where you are targeting for your 'titles'.
But the colony grows and we can offer what we can. We can learn and apply what we learn in a true attempt to give those in need the power to repair their souls, by repairing their life.
They just need the chance.

"Is there for honest poverty, that hangs his head and all that,
The coward-slave, we pass him by, we dare be poor for all that,
For all that and all that our toils obscure and all that,
The rank is but a guinea stamp, the man's the gold for all that.

You see yon fellow called a Lord who struts and stares for all that,
Though hundreds worship at his word he's but a fool for all that,
For all that and all that his ribbon, star, and all that,
The man of independent mind, he looks and laughs at all that".

(Extracts From the poem 'A Man's a Man For All That' - Written by Robert Burns, Scotland's National Poet 1759-1796.
A poem on the rights of all humans to be treated as equals).

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Malaysia Day


As a non Malaysian, (and you might find this next comment strange), but I am very proud of what your country has achieved.
My father fought here from 1950 to 1958 serving with the Kings Own Scottish Borderers Regiment, The Parachute Regiment, and with the 22nd Special Air Service, and he was in Kuala Lumpur on Merdeka Day, so as a young boy I was brought up with stories of Malaya.
My father was also deeply touched by what he saw, whom he met, and what he experienced here having seen active service in Johor, Pahang, Kelantan and Perak.
He never fails to mention Malaysia in the most warm and loving way. He feels a great affinity with Malaysia and its citizens.
I am proud to have seen the development of the country since I first visited back in 1987. I am proud for all of Malaysia's people despite the difficulties that each race and culture sometimes face during this transition from developing to developed status.
But I am also worried.
There is a large part of the community, who come from all races and religions, who are being forgotten, used, and persecuted.
The Government recently released statistics that it aims to reduce hardcore poverty in Malaysia to 2.8% of the population by the end of 2010.
So by its own admission, the Government believes that, (with a total population of 27.7 million), over 700,000 people are hardcore poor.
That is HUGE.
Recent statistics from the UK, (with a population of 60 million), states that the hardcore poor stand at less than 4,500 individuals nationwide.
How is this, I hear you ask, cause I asked the same thing.
Simple. The UK is a Welfare State where huge amounts of tax revenue are used to support the poor who have fallen through the cracks.
So here is the rub.
Does Malaysia want to become a Welfare State?
Do the hardworking citizens of Malaysia want to see their tax increased to support a 'handout nation'?
Then why does Masyarikat insist on enforcement operations to lock people away in facilities that the street people have described as 'detention centres'. In fact Dato Seri Sharizat had this explained to her when she was on the streets with Reach earlier this year by the street folks themselves.
Why can Masyarikat not loan the poor the MYR600 they need as a deposit that DBKL require when DBKL have found housing for them. I thought that there was an allocation of MYR5,000 per head as stated by the Chairwoman of the most recent Kementrian meeting that I attended. Or perhaps I was mistaken or heard wrongly. This can be paid back in installments from the meagre incomes some of the poor make.
The folks in power have a chance to solve this and eliminate the dangers of a Welfare State that are looming before Malaysia and in fact implement a model that will make Malaysia a global leader in the issue of eradication of urban and rural poverty.
If not, I am fearful that more will fall through the cracks and the numbers will increase.
I am seeing the numbers increase monthly in Reach Org's Street Feeding Programmes.
So what is Reach doing about this I hear you ask? Its a question I would ask.
The solution has been presented to The Ministry For Women Children and Community Development. The Reach strategy paper "A Vision For Humanity" was agreed, but has now regrettably been ignored. I can produce the minutes from Kementrian meetings, and can also produce the document itself.
Maybe I will post it here one day, and let others decide if it should have been implemented. There was certainly enough enthusiasim from Government when it was first presented and agreed. Ideas hijacked by individuals trying to make a name for themselves.
So we will go on our own with the support of private enterprise and do our level best to solve this problem. Not for Reach. Not for any of us. Not for the Government. But for those that are in need.
So, I wish everyone a very happy Malaysia Day, especially my friends on the street who are proud Malaysians despite being ignored and subject to frequent enforcement operations against them.
They are Malaysians too you know.