What about youtube or Google ?

As an avid reader of news especially news published in Malaysiakini website, I am totally at a loss and confused nowadays. Maybe because of my pea-sized brain and poor intellect, I simply cannot understand the logic behind a lot of happenings.

First, a clown someone posted in his blog a falsified doctored picture of a VIP sitting with someone who was murdered. To create a doctored picture and subsequently post it on a website is very wrong . (see my argument in my earlier post : hitting below the belt ) .

It would be against the teaching of conventional morals and ethics. Even if the person targeted is your enemy and even if he is guilty of something (that has yet to be proven),  you just cannot do that – it only belittle your own self. 

Remember, even 2 wrongs do not make one right.

Then, next thing I knew, a blogger was arrested for investigation for OSA offence over a comment made in his blog. I am confused why can’t he be investigated without the arrest? It looks like quite a simple case to me. (Read my argument in my post : Avoid enforced solution )

After that, Raja Petra, whose blog Malaysia-today is as popular in Malaysia as J K Rowlings Harry Potter series,    was called in for a statement over a police report made by a UMNO chief.

I am confused because there are many overseas websites with lots of abusive comments and derogatory remarks  regarding  race, religions and our country.

For example, if you go to the ever popular youtube website and type “Lina Joy” , or “Malaysian politics” or our national anthem, a list of video will come out for you to choose and watch.

Under the various videos , there will invariably be many derogatory comments about our country or the various races or religions . Some of these comments are 100 times worse than the comments made on our malaysian bloggers’ websites.

Some of the languages used are so foul I won’t  even want my eyes to scan over it — (you might get conjunctivitis over reading them). I normally just ignore all these comments, because most of these are baseless and senseless. 

Most importantly, majority of these comments  are made by anonymous people, using all sorts of pseudonyms. So, why should we be worried or be bothered about something posted by someone who dare not even use their own identities.

As a simple man who is utterly confused, I have to pose these questions to you, the clever people out there.

1. Is everyone equal under the law? Is it not one of the most basic tenets of democracy?

2. If so, why aren’t police reports made against youtube owners? I understand youtube was started by 3 people who subsequently sold it to Google in Novemebr last year.

Google, as the owner of this website , must be responsible of its contents, if we use the same logic. (Google was founded by Sergey Brin and Larry Page. I think they are still big shareholders of the company).

3. Why aren’t youtube owners (= google owners )  be called in to answer charges?

4. If action cannot be taken against youtube, since it is an overseas based website (based in big brother’s country),  does it mean anyone using an overseas server will be exempted? Then, can’t we  extrapolate that Raja Petra’s blog , which is based overseas,  would be in the same boat as Youtube or Google? 

5. What about hundreds of other overseas based website which host Malaysian blogs and which contain derogatory remarks on our country, our religions and our races? e.g, Geocities, wordpress.com, blogspot.com etc etc etc…  Do we have to apply our law on these people  too? Most of them are either US or UK based.

This is getting too complicated for me. Someone please answer these,  for my sake.

To a simple man like me, one simple solution is obviously just leave the whole thing as it is..

Old people always tell the children:  never stir a hornet’s nest!


A six year old moves my heart with her singing

In a foul mood today?

Well, I have found the cure for you.

A six year old, Connie, a very adorable child, sings “Somewhere over theRainbow”, in a British singing competition.

She sings with no pretense, and with her good voice, rthym and pitch, coupled with her cute childhood innocence, moves one of the judges to tears. She even won the praise from the most difficult judge , Simon of the AMerican Idol fame.

I was very moved when I listened to her in this video clip sent to me by my daughter. I am sure you will have the same feeling.

What goes round comes around

The English phrase “what goes round comes around” has a way to become true. This is perhaps what Karmic forces is about.

Somehow, a bad deed that a person did some time back has a way to come back to even the score later.

Remember the case of the US ex NAvy who was arrested and detained wrongfully in a round-up of African Illegals some time back?

Despite his plead that he was an American and despite his begging the officers to take him to the hotel, a stone throw away,  to retrieve his passport, he was detained in a detention camp for 18 hours before he was allowed to call US embassy. While in detention, he met another American also wrongfully detained.

The case gives a perception that he was a victim of racial profiling.

However, things have a way to even out the score, even when one side is the powerful officers with power to search and arrest , and the other side a hapless ordinary tourist from another country.

Now, Malaysiakini reported today that the ex-Navy man is now back to ask for justice.

Personally, I would give our officers the benefits of doubts –  i think they are not consciously racial profiling – , but rather, this is a case of poor work ethics – a result of a “cin cai culture” ( there is really no English equivalent . the best I can think of is ” doesn’t matter attitude” “doesn’t bother attitude”, but in Malay, the equivalent will be “tidak apa”). Please refer to my article on this – “A nation of cin cai culture” .

If they have just bothered to go opposite the street to the hotel to check, or just to give the hotel a call, it would be clear to them that this is not an African but an American.

How many citizens of other nations have been  wrongfully arrested? We can only guess. Not everyone would come forward to approach Malaysiakini to air their stories.

How much damage they have done to the image of our country? No one can quantify.

As a Malaysian who loves my country, I feel very sad that these incidents  have given a negative image of our country overseas.

I will qoute the story of the ex Navy man below, lest you have forgotten, and how he met another American also wrongfully detained  in the camp.

Quoted from Malaysiakini:
Victim of racial profiling
Jan 4, 07 4:36pm

Despite being a well-decorated Gulf War veteran, retired US Navy Yahweh Passim Nam said he was scared after he was held by the immigration officers.
I arrived in Kuala Lumpur on Nov 9, 2006 from Bali, Indonesia, traveling on vacation. I stopped in KL to see the wonderful Twin Towers.
On Nov 16, at 7.20pm I was walking in Chinatown in KL, going to a flower shop to purchase a vase for some flowers I had previously bought for the hostel manager at the Red Dragon Inn.

At that time, I was approached by two men each about 5 feet 11 inches tall in civilian clothes. One grabbed my arm on the left side with a firm grip and asked me to come with them, the other was asking for my passport.

At this time I became scared thinking that I was about to be robbed. I toldthem my passport is in my hotel locked up in a safe place. I thought I could manhandle them and raise my voice so that someone else could help me or break away or hopefully I would get the attention of a policeman in uniform.

I asked the man to my left ‘who are you and why do you want me to come with you’, the man on my left said they were the police and they needed to see my passport.
At that time I pointed to my hotel which was just a block away from the flower shop and said ‘my hotel is just there’, which was the opposite way they wanted me to go.

I told them in plain English ‘I am a US citizen, escort me to my hotel and I will proof this’. I was ignored as I walked
about 20 feet with these men.

The firm grip on my arm became firmer and at this time both men were holding each arm and when I started to resist I noticed one of the men reaching for some handcuffs on his waist. I said in a loud outburst I am an American citizen before I go anywhere I want see some identification or a badge or something to proof that I was being escorted/carried off against my will by an official of the government.
At this time, a crowd had formed around me and the men. I thought finally someone has heard my cry. My eyes were almost in tears. I asked again, ‘please let me see some identification’.

The man that was reaching for his handcuffs instead reached for his wallet and only showed me what looked like a fake ID card with no police insignia or a badge that looked official.
At this time I started talking loudly at people in the crowd to please help me. ‘I am an American citizen here on holiday and these men are trying to rob me, and my passport is my hotel within walking distance.’

One of the people in the crowd said to the men to take me to my hotel and let me get my passport. At this time, it was like the men became more on a mission to get me to go with them instead of believing what I was saying and what the crowd was telling them. I thought, well, if I was being robbed they would only get my credit card and my money because my passport was locked up in my hotel in a safe place.
I was taken to an unknown location under a bridge.

This is where the story started to unfold a bit. There I saw a military truck of some sort with a big cage on the back of it containing about 10 to 15 African men, ages 18 and up and a congregation of Malaysian men with walkie talkies.
I was thinking either I was a victim of some sort of racial profiling or victim of some hate group that was killing all the Africans because I had yet to see something of proof that I was being arrested or taken in to custody by some official of the government.
I was scared! I had started to try and remember faces of the people involved but it was just so many men that looked like the same nationality/race. At that time, I was taken to what seemed to be the leader of the ‘klan’, also in civilian clothes.

This man had a walkie talkie a bandanna tied around his
head, and a official-looking badge hanging around his neck.
I said to myself finally, someone who looks like they are in charge or a government employee, I said to him in a calm voice ‘I am an American citizen. There must have been a mistake or something, my passport is in my hotel at the Red Dragon Hostel’.

These two men apprehended me and brought me here, if you need to see proof of my citizenship please escort me to my hotel and this misunderstanding can be rectified. It didn’t seem as if he was paying any attention to what I was
saying, just my skin colour and my facial features. He was answering his cell phone in one hand and a walkie talkie in the other hand talking in another language, all while looking at me with a facial feature of hate.

He said to me ‘where is your passport’ as if he didn’t hear what I just said in plain English. I said again my passport was in my hotel and that I am an American citizen. ‘I arrived in KL from Bali, Indonesia on Nov 9.’

He said to me in a hateful voice ‘if you are an American citizen, why don’t you have your passport on you?’ I told him ‘just in case I get robbed, I locked it in my hotel room. Please just escort me back there to prove this.’

Another man who seemed to be the second in charge said very loudly, ‘What is your passport number?’ (The two guys who escorted me there were still holding my arms with a tight grip.) I had to think for a minute … social security number … driver’s licence number … oh yeah, passport number…. hmmmmmmmmmmm I said while closing my eyes 1-2-1-0-4-5-…
By the time I got that out, I guess my time limit was up, he gave a signal to his goons to have me placed in the truck. After being locked up with all the other dark faces on the truck I knew the right to due process, including freedom from arbitrary arrest and detention had been violated.
I did my best to become relaxed. After being on that truck and being locked up like an animal, I started to assess the whole situation. It seemed obvious that this was some sort of unorganised mission/sting by the immigration officials of Malaysia to round up Africans.

Time stood still. I thought KL is definitely not a place in the world where I can feel free, sort of like I feel when I’m back home in the United States in Mississippi – the place where Oprah Winfrey was born. I hope she reads this.
Anyhow the truck began getting packed and more packed, some were kicking and screaming, and most were handcuffed. Most of the men were well-dressed and
seemed to be coming from work, school, or walking with their
girlfriends/wives before being entrapped.

I still did not give up. I thought I’m an American I’m not one of these guys, there has been a mistake. I kept trying to communicate through the screen cage, ‘I’m an American, you have made mistake’. That was when I heard a familiar voice coming from the dark in the back of the truck.
He said: ‘I’m American too. Let us out.’ I looked at him and asked where he was from, he said Maryland, Washington DC. ‘My name is Wayne.’ My eyes watered. I thought of the saying ‘true misery loves company’. We sat and exchanged stories on how we were ambushed and brought to the truck. His (experience) was little more rougher than mine but the fact remain we were unheard African prisoners.
After a couple of more failed and ignored attempts to say we were Americans and to let us out. I decided to lay down in the truck and save my breath, because it looked like we were headed for the long ride to the ‘Upper Room’.
After it seemed as if the immigration officers had met their quota, we were taken to another place to round up more individuals. The officers who seemed to be rent-a-cops with no badges went off to get something to eat, congratulating themselves on a job well done. We sat in that truck for a
little over three hours being transferred from one place to another.

After we reached the third place which seemed like an alley in an undisclosed place, we were escorted off two by two handcuffed to each other. I was handcuffed to Wayne. We were asked to write our names and nationalities on a piece of paper. At that time Wayne produced a copy of his
passport which was taken and disregarded like whatever. 

That was when I thought this was it. Death was surely at the next stop.
We were transferred to another caged truck. I still felt like this was all too strange and we were not being held by any government officials. No rights had been explained to me and at least five hours had passed.
By this time it was 1.30am. We were given sodas and bread was thrown into the cage. It was like trying to feed a freshly captured monkey expecting him to eat while passing him food through the little holes in the cage. I thought if this was a government agency and whether it was complying with
the UN Standard Minimum Rules for the Treatment of Prisoners.

Okay, after another long, cold and bumpy ride with about 25 other men, we arrived at a place that looked as if it was a third world concentration camp. We waited at the gate for about 30 minutes because it looked like no one had the key to get in, like no one knew we were coming.

After entering this compound, I noticed concertina razor and barbed wire along the tops of the fence. I said to Wayne maybe we were actually at a government agency. We were then escorted off the bus and locked into cages again, this time a huge cage.

I could hear the guards talking in another language, but I could not understand them. All I could understand was the hatred in the tone-of-voice used. I tried to remain calm but being a well decorated veteran from the Persian Gulf War, Desert Storm/Desert Shield 1990/91, I thought back to my
military training and becoming a prisoner of war. Post-traumatic stress disorder had taken over again. 

I started thinking of ways to escape and how to take out the guards. I thought to myself to remain calm and that this was all just a misunderstanding. I kept talking to Wayne about football/NFL and Dallas vs the New York Giants – anything to get our minds off the present situation. 
We stayed in that cage until 9am Nov 17. With no toilets we were allowed to urinate outside the gate on the grass like animals, a demonstration of inhumane treatment. After looking around, I noticed that there were cages full of humans of all different races. We were then taken out of the cage and processed. Finger printing and picture taking went on.
We were also told to put all our belongings in a plastic bag. Finally we were told we would be there at least two weeks for processing and we would not be able to talk to an immigration officer until Monday because it was Friday. After we were told that, I kept trying to explain to the guard that I’m an American citizen and I would like to contact my embassy now. My cries were unheard again. 
Then came the time to be escorted to the permanent holding area. Wayne was assigned to the B block and I was assigned to the A block. I told Wayne my email address and he told me his. We thought that this was it. My eyes watered again I asked the guard to see the immigration officer again, and
somehow it seem as if he could feel my pain. I talked to the immigration officer and he obtained the number and address to the Red Dragon Hostel. 

I talked with Jennie (the hostel manager) to get my passport out of my room and send it by cab. The officer also called Irene at the United States embassy in KL and she asked for my name, birth date and place of birth. Almost in tears of joy, I told her everything she asked for.  
Irene asked if I had been physically abused, I said no besides from scratches from the handcuffs, the thought of (mental abuse) didn’t come to my mind until I left the country and locked myself in my hotel room. I also said that there was another American already locked up. Then the officers
went to get Wayne. 

After she faxed the documents proving that I was an American, I was still in handcuffs. They still wanted me to produce a passport. The head immigration officer asked again why didn’t I have my passport on me. I said because I
read on the Internet that I was supposed to leave passports in the hotel safe. The city centre of KL has had several incidents of snatch thefts recently. 

At about 4pm, Wayne and I were apologised to on several occasions by most of the staff at the holding camp and then transferred to the immigration office downtown where the immigration officers found our situation somewhat amusing. My eyes watered again but this time in disgust and anger. I told them this not a laughing matter. I was in business clothes I had wore the day before with no shower. 
I told them to stop laughing because this was not a laughing matter. I was appalled at their behaviour. I wanted to get back to my hotel room and reserve the next flight out of the country. This type of humiliation and treatment will not be accepted by an American citizen. This incident will be
heard. The treatment, and the conditions in that camp were both sub-standard and intolerable. 

After I arrived in Bangkok, Thailand on Nov 19, I checked myself in my hotel room and locked the door behind me. I noticed that I had developed a xenophobia towards Malaysians.
My goal now is to make sure that this incident is seen on a worldwide scale and not ignored. My regards to the Prime Minister of Malaysia, Abdullah Ahmad Badaw

Dr Farish Noor on current issues – views from the other Malaysia

Following the many letters and blog articles in Malaysiakini on the recent debate on Malaysia being an Islamic State, I would like to post an article from Dr Farish Noor on this issue.

I received the article 4 days ago through my blog email, but I have not been accessing that particular email account because of certain technical problems with my PC. I am glad to say that everything is OK now.

I am glad that Dr Farish Noor has given me his permission to post this article in my blog.

This article talks about the current issues in the country, including the dabte on Islamic State, the blanket ban follwoing it, the arrest of blogger Nat Tan ,  and the questioning of Raja Petra.

DR Farish needs no introduction. He is a Malaysian political scientist and historian based atthe Zentrum Moderner Orient, Berlin; and one of the founders of the
http://www.othermalaysia.org/ research site.  He is also widely quoted in the media, both in and outside of the country.

Here it is:

Another Malaysian Messenger in the Firing Line

By Farish A. Noor

A word, once uttered, can seldom be withdrawn. This is true for most of us and particularly true for politicians who forget that we now live in an age of modern communications technology where every sentence, every utterance,
even every burp, hiccup and indiscreet bodily emission will be recorded for posterity.

What has now become a maxim of politics was amply demonstrated recently by the remarks of the Deputy Prime Minister of Malaysia, Najib Tun Razak, who claimed during a press conference in Kuala Lumpur that Malaysia is an
‘Islamic state’ that has ‘never been affiliated’ to a secular position and that that Malaysia’s development ‘has been driven by our adherence to the fundamentals of Islam’. (Bernama, 17 July 2007) Needless to say, the Deputy
Prime Minister’s remarks were a cause of concern for many Malaysians who -for the past fifty years or so – have been living under the assumption that the country was a constitutional democracy and not a theocratic state.

In due course protests issued from all quarters, ranging from the Malaysian urban liberal elite to the leaders of the mainly non-Malay non-Muslim parties of the country; demanding clarification on the issue and a re-statement of the fundamentally secular basis of Malaysia’s politics. As
public frustration increased, the Malaysian government reacted as it is wont to do. While the Malaysian Prime Minister is on holiday in Australia, the government issued a blanket media ban on all discussion of the matter, on
the grounds that it can only lead to even more public anger and misunderstanding between the racial and religious communities of the country; despite the fact that the source of the misunderstanding and discomfort was the Deputy Prime Minister’s remarks in the first place.

Notwithstanding the overt ban on media discussion of the Islamic state issue, however, Malaysia’s internet community has been active in keeping the question alive and well on dozens of websites and blogs all over the country. Indeed as developments over the past few years have shown, it is
the internet where most of the really interesting and meaningful political discussions have been and are taking place.

The Malaysian authorities have been decidedly apprehensive about the role that the internet can play in deciding the tone and tenor of Malaysian politics, and for this reason numerous conservative politicians of the ruling National Front coalition have been calling for a curb on the activities of bloggers and those who post their ideas in cyberspace. The accusation most often levelled against them being that they spread ‘lies’
against the state and tarnish the image of the leaders of the country; a charge that resonates well in some other repressive states where dissent is likewise treated as a security threat, such as North Korea and China.

Just a week ago a Malaysian blogger – Nathaniel Tan – was arrested and taken if for questioning by the police due to some postings related to allegations of corruption against politicians in the country. Now that a blanket ban has
been used to close the forum of public debate on the Islamic state issue, worries have been raised about whether this marks yet another attempt to clamp down on cyberspace and silence the bloggers and cyber-writers.

Following the arrest and subsequent release of Nathaniel Tan, another prominent Malaysian cyber-writer, Raja Petra Kamarudin, who runs the hugely popular http://www.Malaysia-today.net site has had a police report filed against him by Muhammad Taib, former Chief Minister and member of the ruling UMNO party. The UMNO leader claims that Raja Petra, through his articles and postings on Malaysia-today.net had insulted the king, degraded Islam and
incited hatred in the country.

As yet it is not known which of Raja Petra’s postings are said to have been insulting to King and country, though he dismisses the accusations as being baseless. According to Petra: ‘This has nothing to do with allegations about
misrepresenting Islam, though such an accusation is the most convenient since when I write about religion I am expressing my personal opinions which are subjective and can therefore be discussed. But what really upsets them
are my exposes on corruption in the country, which have been backed up with documents I have posted on the site. How can they refute that?’

Indeed, Raja Petra’s site has been receiving hundreds of thousands of hits daily precisely because of his exposes on corruption among politicians, businessmen, Malaysian criminal networks as well as the Malaysian police force; the last of which has taken a battering over the years due to a series of scandals and exposes related to cases of police brutality, deaths in custody and of course the now-infamous beating of the former Deputy Prime Minister of Malaysia Anwar Ibrahim.

Activists, journalists and legal experts are now worried about what this may hold for the future, for the arrest of Nathaniel Tan and the police report against Raja Petra would suggest that moves are being made to silence the messengers on the internet. In the words of prominent Malaysian lawyer Malik
Imtiaz: ‘it would be regrettable if this latest action is part of a wider campaign to close down the public domain of speech and discussion on crucial matters such as Malaysia’s constitution and the question of whether Malaysia
is an Islamic state.’

In the midst of this, the Malaysian government’s reaction has been one of denial and retaliation instead. The country’s state-controlled TV channel RTM1 featured an editorial piece condemning local Malaysian newspapers that ‘cause trouble’ by raising sensitive issues on race and religion; while leaders of the ruling UMNO party continue to mouth a rhetoric of ethno-nationalism that is replete with communalist sentiments. The contradictions are clear, as is the paralysis of a government whose leader is on holiday while the messengers remain in the firing line.


To err is human, to forgive divine

I would like to comment on  the teacher in Sarawak who ordered her students to soak in a pond as a form of punishment to them for not admitting throwing sanitary towels into the toilet bowls, which was reported in most of the press ( I am not sure whether it was reported in Malaysiakini ).


The punishment is firstly excessive,  and secondly,  goes against the principle that only the guilty ones  should face punishment. By ordering the whole group to go inside the pond, she was  actually punishing most of them who were innocent.

Even if she has identified the guilty party, the punishment should not be  immersion inside the pond, which is full of bacteria and other filthy substances.

A better course would be , if the guilty party is found, a more suitable and conventional form of punishment, and a counselling session to let the guilty ones know about the inherent mistake and consequences of such an act.

This is because these students are young and prone to make mistakes. All of us have been through younger days, and all of us during our younger days must have made mistakes  one way or another.

Don’t forget that learning is a process of gaining life experiences through trials and tribulations and the experiences of those before us.

If no guilty party is found, then perhaps have a heart to heart talk with all the girls in the hostels either as a big group, or more effectively, in smaller groups of 3-4  persons each.

Now, coming back to the teacher.

After the exposure of this event, the teacher became the one in the spotlight. From what I gather, she must be a person who take her responsibility very seriously, and such a person is normally conscientious.

This impression of mine is further strengthened by the news reported today in NST that “The students love her. She appears to be one of their favourite teachers.”. NST also reported that 60 students petitioned that the teacher should not be removed from the school.

Her intention is good as she wanted to save the school from forking out money for the expensive repairs to the clogged toilet bowls.

This shows that she is a conscientious teacher, and such breed is now in short supply.       

Note that she is  young being only 27 yrs old. She has also realised her mistake and  apologised to the students. The students also did not suffer any major illnesses.

So the notion that we should allow our young to learn from their mistakes should apply to her , too.

She should certainly be counselled on her mistake and maybe sent for  a refesher course on child psychology, to enable her to tackle adolescent behaviour in a more humane way.

But to those who advocate a stronger punishment for her, including sacking her, let me say this ” To err is human, to forgive  divine”.


After many posts on political issues, it is time to relax and listen to some soothing and sentimental music.

One of my all time favourite songs, and my wife’s too, is the song “IF’ by the group “Bread”. For those who grew up in the early 70s, you will be familiar with this group.

The younger generations may not have heard of them, but may have heard of David Gates, who happened to be the lead singer of Bread.

They have written and performed many melodious and sentimental hits, the so-called soft rock.

This is also one of the all time favourites in the American wedding song list. I am sure most people will like it.

The stomach must be big enough to accommodate a ship

I fully support the views expressed by Dr Toh Kin Woon, the Gerakan State Exco Member of Penang in his statement to Malaysiakini yesterday, regarding the importance of the right to dissent and the right to freedom of speech.

Dr Toh was commenting on the “growing trend towards stifling dissent”.

I also wish to recall the speech given by Raja Muda of Perak, Raja Nasrin, some time back in April this year.

In a keynote address on “Prospects and Challenges for Nation-building”, the respected and learned Raja Nasrin expounded 7 steps for National building:

Step 1. A sense of belonging and a common destiny, binding Malaysians of all races, religions and origins together in a common purpose.

Step 2.  Don’t just wish away problems, as nation-building is premised on the fact that there are differences in society.

Step 3.  Nation-building required accommodation and compromise.

Step 4.  Avoid enforced solutions, as coercion or threats of violence would nullify nation-building. Nation-building required society to be open, tolerant and forward-looking

Step 5. Inclusiveness, to enable the various sectors of society to be productively engaged. Malaysians need to guard against all forms of extremism, chauvinism, racism and isolationism.

Step 6.  Political, social and economic incentives should exist to reward good behaviour and penalise bad.

Step 7.  The greatest challenge to nation-building was balancing the need for change with that of continuity, particularly in facing globalisation.

We should really listen to the advice given by the wise prince.

Nation building depends on the ability to accomodate differences of opinion and  tolerate dissenting views.

There is an old Chinese saying ” A Minister ‘s stomach must be big enough to accomodate a ship”. Of course, this is a figure of speech, but this ancient wisdom  teaches us  that leaders must be big enough and magnanimous enough to accomodate differences and tolerate dissent.

That is what leadership is about. That is what nobility is about.

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