May 13th 1969 and Kugan
I am very sad and disappointed to read Kugan’s second post-mortem report that shows the police and Dr Abdul Karim worked hand in hand to cover the truth about his death. Police brutality is not something new especially with the daily occurrence that is happening in this country. Unless you belong to the untouchable ones, that are elite UMNO members and UMNO Youth, you are in the mercy of the barbarians. MCA and GERAKAN too are aware and had always kept silent the wrongdoing of UMNO. MIC you can forget them. Samy hides himself in the sand pit and only emerges when everything is over and forgotten. In short nobody cares.
My sister’s boyfriend was with the army during the 13th May 1969 incident. Before he starts his duty each day, he had to attend briefing with only the Malay officers. The Chinese and Indians personnel were never allowed to attend. Instructions given were to kill every Chinese and Indians in sight. On an occasion while on assignment, his superior gave orders to shoot some Indians boys who were rushing home with provisions near Peel Road Convent School. The other incident was he had to shoot an elderly Chinese man barely able to walk in Pudu Road. Two years later he left the army. The day he left the camp he stood at the entrance and spit at the gate and vowed never to hold a weapon ever again. Till today he would tell anyone he meets never, never trust the army or join them. The army do not have human beings but robots.
My parents were government servants. After May 13th, many young Malay Turks became Orang Besar in all the government departments. These young Turks were inexperience and lazy. Instead of working they were busy having long hours for breakfast, morning breaks, lunch, tea breaks. If they were ever in the office they cease to care about the daily files that were piling on their desks.
Forty years later we are still facing the same situation. God Have Mercy On Us.
My sister’s boyfriend was with the army during the 13th May 1969 incident. Before he starts his duty each day, he had to attend briefing with only the Malay officers. The Chinese and Indians personnel were never allowed to attend. Instructions given were to kill every Chinese and Indians in sight. On an occasion while on assignment, his superior gave orders to shoot some Indians boys who were rushing home with provisions near Peel Road Convent School. The other incident was he had to shoot an elderly Chinese man barely able to walk in Pudu Road. Two years later he left the army. The day he left the camp he stood at the entrance and spit at the gate and vowed never to hold a weapon ever again. Till today he would tell anyone he meets never, never trust the army or join them. The army do not have human beings but robots.
My parents were government servants. After May 13th, many young Malay Turks became Orang Besar in all the government departments. These young Turks were inexperience and lazy. Instead of working they were busy having long hours for breakfast, morning breaks, lunch, tea breaks. If they were ever in the office they cease to care about the daily files that were piling on their desks.
Forty years later we are still facing the same situation. God Have Mercy On Us.
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