06-15-2021, 10:14 AM
From Akhramsyah Muammar Ubaidah Sanusi
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It is easy to be disgusted to see what is happening to our country. The whole world is suffering, but where others move forward, despite the misery, even sprinting with hope in the all too short periods when the pandemic eases about them, we remain confused and directionless.
It is also easy to partake in the common hobby of our people, pointing fingers at those we blame for our suffering. The politicians, both in power or deprived of it, being those often pilloried. Also those in power by station, by job, by role, and now, ultimately, also by birth.
It is not so easy it seems to channel the anger now brewing among us into something more. Resignation and apathy seem easier paths for many, helpless and increasingly penniless. We crave the stability we have now lost, forgetting how ungrateful we were when we once had it.
We have little choice really, easy or not. Now our future seems to rest in the hands of nine gentlemen so detached from our daily lives that it should be easier to fear or despise them. But we are so driven by desperation that so many hope, while also confused as to what really we should hope for.
Whatever happens at the Istana where too few of our citizens will ever tread in the coming day or so, we cannot allow ourselves to continue to believe that our fate is in the hands of others. We have now been reduced to laying hope for the future on the nine monarchs.
The world is laughing at us with pity.
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It is easy to be disgusted to see what is happening to our country. The whole world is suffering, but where others move forward, despite the misery, even sprinting with hope in the all too short periods when the pandemic eases about them, we remain confused and directionless.
It is also easy to partake in the common hobby of our people, pointing fingers at those we blame for our suffering. The politicians, both in power or deprived of it, being those often pilloried. Also those in power by station, by job, by role, and now, ultimately, also by birth.
It is not so easy it seems to channel the anger now brewing among us into something more. Resignation and apathy seem easier paths for many, helpless and increasingly penniless. We crave the stability we have now lost, forgetting how ungrateful we were when we once had it.
We have little choice really, easy or not. Now our future seems to rest in the hands of nine gentlemen so detached from our daily lives that it should be easier to fear or despise them. But we are so driven by desperation that so many hope, while also confused as to what really we should hope for.
Whatever happens at the Istana where too few of our citizens will ever tread in the coming day or so, we cannot allow ourselves to continue to believe that our fate is in the hands of others. We have now been reduced to laying hope for the future on the nine monarchs.
The world is laughing at us with pity.
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