By Bunga Pakma
Only with the utmost effort of the imagination can a person who has never spent at least one year-cycle in the higher latitudes of the globe, north or south, understand the visceral pull of the seasons. We on the equator experience little change from January to January. Some months are wetter, some drier, some smokier. Daylight lasts twelve hours, and night twelve, always.
Holidays on the equator are timed by the moon, not the sun, and the Islamic calendar ignores the solar calendar altogether. Our holidays are entirely religious. The appointed day comes and it’s time to fast, or feast, to make offerings, to perform some rite or pious deed. These days serve to remind the faithful of some commandment or signal episode or saint in the history of their religion.
“Temperate” is commonly taken to mean “mild.” Temperate climates are anything but mild. In New England the thermometer shows a range of 60°C, the landscape is at one time a wasteland of marble-hard ice, another heat more than tropical. The seasons succeed on another in a titanic, and often violent, drama. Spring causes plant and animal life to surge in a continuous orgasm, racing to grow, stock food, and reproduce in the short summer. Nature matures and “dies” in a glorious massacre of leaves the colour of blood. The days grow short and winter and darkness spread over the world like death. This cosmic spectacle bears a much too intimate connection with Life to be called a metaphor. When people liken the year to our mortal span, they feel that in their bones. (more…)

When I was told that Baru Bian would be appointed as the new PKR Sarawak chief a couple of weeks ago, I was relieved.
From a very young age, we have been taught by parents, teachers and the society at large to control our emotions and feelings with our reason. The head and the heart are always set in opposition to each other.
By Sim Kwang Yang
What a week! Though I have faithfully been following doctor’s orders and not getting my knickers in a twist, it is impossible for me completely to avoid the whirlpool-in-a-septic-tank that is public political life.
ALL of us have been criticised, sometimes unfairly. We have all criticised others at one time or another. To be critical is human.
By Sim Kwang Yang
Land is Life: Rights vs Adat
Before Brooke rule and colonial administration in Sarawak, the indigenous communities, particularly the Dayak groups, were governed by their own respective adat.
By Maximus Koh
The sleepy and quiet suburbs of Batu Kawa, on the outskirts of Kuching, were jolted recently with the deaths of three innocents, the oldest being seven years old.


The newspapers are full of Umno triumphalism. Umno’s ecstasy is overwhelming: you’d think they had managed to take back Perak by a popular vote.
As you read this on Thursday, the MCA central committee is to meet to discuss how to mop up the mess left by the delegates in their EGM on October 10. The MCA delegates had voted their party into an impasse, by voting out both Ong Tee Kiat and Chua Soi Lek as President and Deputy President respectively, thereby creating a vacuum at the apex of the party’s power structure.
WHY do we obey the law? What makes a law-abiding society?
As expected, BN candidate Isa Samad of UMNO defeated Zulkefly Mohamad Nor by a thumping majority of over 5000 votes, with a 2920 postal vote majority contributing to the BN victory.
When the voting results came out in the afternoon of October 10 (Saturday), I was in the neighbourhood coffee shop with my neighbour Jimmy.
It’s a pleasure to come to the keyboard to confect my thousand words for the
ical life these days.

14th October, 7.30pm
It is here with us again: the hype among ordinary Sarawakians about the impending state election. Yet it is clear the publicity only highlights Sarawakian voters’ feeling of helplessness, and their conviction that nothing fundamental will change, beneath the cosmetic surface of politics.
In a few days’ time, on October 10 next Saturday to be exact, MCA will be confronting their day of reckoning. 2377 central delegates will be casting their crucial votes, to determine whether Ong Tee Kiat or Chua Soi Lek will have to go.
I have just returned to my Cheras home after about a week’s visit to my home town of Kuching. This time around, home coming was a very ambiguous experience.

During Raya my son came up from his college to spend the holidays at my little house. He brought with him a guest. Both my son and his friend are Sarawakians, and it made sense for them to save airfare by numpang-ing with me for a week rather than spend money and endure the crush. I know this young man’s parents, not well, but well enough to do them a favour.
The Penan Support Group (PSG) would like to acknowledge the important role played by the Jawatankuasa Bertindak Peringkat Kebangsaan bagi Menyiasat Dakwaan Penderaan Seksual terhadap Wanita Kaum Penan di Sarawak (the Task Force) in the mission to ascertain and establish that the reported rapes of Penan women and girls by outsiders had indeed taken place. We applaud the Task Force for correctly identifying imbalanced and poorly planned development programmes as a cause of the problems faced by the Penan, including the exploitative situation that Penan women and children in Middle Baram, Sarawak find themselves in. However, acknowledging that these incidences of violence against women and children have taken place is only the first important step towards more crucially redressing these heinous crimes and the structural problems underlying them.












SKY: writing about writing
Tags: Anak Sarawak Bangsa Malaysia, Human rights, Political Commentaries, Sim Kwang Yang, Sky, Writing
By Sim Kwang Yang
It is not hard for me to write political commentaries, because I have been at it for more than a quarter of a century. I am now writing six columns for various publications under various names. Everyday, I have to work on two or three articles. By late afternoon, if nothing comes in for the Hornbill Unleashed, then I have to start on a blog entry.
Ever since we started six months ago, we have determined that we must update our blog with at least a single entry every day. We have kept that pledge to ourselves. It is not easy, I can tell you, because we are all busy and have many things in our life to take care of.
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