Myanmar built on lies

 Myanmar built on lies

 I have edited the original letter to Malaysiakini by Concerned Papa and left the facts relevant to Myanmar.

I read with interest on an article entitled ‘Lying’ by a website called Center for effective parenting. One paragraph went as below:

‘Older children lie because they hear their parents lie. Many children hear their parents and other important adults lying (eg, lying about their plans in order to avoid something). Children learn from their parents and other adults in their lives, and thus will be more inclined to lie if they hear their parents and other adults telling lies.’

This reminded me of the agony of hearing repeated lies from the leaders of our nation whom I treated (at one time) like the fathers of our nation. This betrayal of my faith and trust by the, “Pa Sat Ka_Phayar Phayar. Lett Ka_Kar Yar. Kar Yar” attidtude of our military leaders has really caused me to lose my respect for them.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of lies that I hear daily, so much so that I have stopped subscribing tothe newspapers and in fact, feel nauseated by the one-sided comments perpetuated by almost all newspapers out there. If I were to lie to my two-year-old in this manner, she would be a perfect liar by the time she is 10.

Enough said. I am tired of the lies and do not plan to be influenced by a nation full of liars just because the ‘fathers’ of the nation are lying incessantly. I will vote for a change. I urge you to do the same for our sake and for the sake of our children. Last but not least, also for the sake of honesty and integrity.

It’s about equal rights

  It’s about equal rights

I have adapted the original letter to Malaysiakini by Seethalakshmi Suppiah 

I hope Malaysiakini and  Seethalakshmi Suppiah could understand and forgive for this. They should even be proud that they could contribute a very good letter for the fellow Myanmar/Burmese citizens.

We are familiar with the term ‘divide and conquer’ as both the Roman and British empires put this tactic into practice. In order to maintain power and control, they resorted to turning the people against each another.

Typically religion, language, or caste is brought into play to turn people against each another, thus making it easier for the would-be controllers to exploit and take control. They realised that people who are united would be able to oppose their rule.

This divide and rule, although sometimes a slow process, is evidently effective and subtle, so subtle that we do not recognise it happening until it gets out of hand. This strategy normally involves:

  • Creating or encouraging divisions among the subjects in order to forestall alliances that could challenge the sovereign.
  • Aiding and promoting those who are willing to cooperate with the sovereign.
  • Fostering distrust and enmity between local rulers.
  • Encouraging frivolous expenditures that leave little money for political and military ends.

As an example of divide and rule, the British Empire exercised the following tactic in Sri Lanka where hey made it mandatory for race to be indicated on official documents and forms.

Does all this information ring an all too familiar bell? Does this all this seem to be happening around us? To us? To our loved ones? To our acquaintances? To our fellow citizens?

It puzzles me that we hardly see ourselves as Burmese. Why do we identify ourselves as Bamas, Shans, Kachin, Chin, Mons, Chinese, Indian, Muslims and everything in between but never just as Burmese? I think these divisions have been implanted into our system over the years. Our minds, from a very tender age, have been tempered with and manipulated.

We are all citizens of the same country, from the same vernacular although sometimes we refuse to see it.

Who is to say that if someone asks for our rights which are due to them, that they should return to their country of origin?

How is this logical when this is our homeland?

We were born on this land, we are Burmese.

We should not have to go to some foreign country to get our rights or to make it in life or to feel accepted. Nevertheless, this is the case here in this country and this is a serious flaw. This flaw in my opinion cannot be addressed unless we all see ourselves as Burmese, we unite, we love and respect each other and we demand equal rights for all.

I strongly believe that this is not an impossible dream. My friends and I of various race, religion, colour, size, sexual preference, gender and so on and so forth have been able to discuss everything under the sun without inciting hate or getting offended so I’m sure the rest of us can too. In fact, I must add, we have grown so fond of each other that we love and respect a person for exactly who he or she is without holding against anything them.

My point is, it is not about special rights, it is about equal rights. Our rights belong right here on this land, this country. I remember so clearly citing:

“Kabar_ Ma Kyae

Bamar_Pyae

Darr_Doe’ Pye

Darr_Doe’ Myae

Doe’_ Paine Dae’ Myaee

Doe’ Pye

Doe’ Myae . . . . .”, so many times in school in full spirit though all the while we were being separated. Are we really going to sit around and take it? Don’t you think it is time we joined hands and embraced each other for what we truly are, Burmese?

The way I look at it, it is pretty much in our hands. We are not to be afraid of the government. It is after all supposed to be the people’s government and not the government’s people. As diverse as we are, let us unite. Vote wisely in the referendum to reject the extremists, autocrats and dictators