Under the grants from the Perdana Leadership Foundation, 5 malaysian scholar are to conduct research into the nation’s leadership history. Read about this at the Star online.
Research on the Malaysian leadership under way
The research topics are as follows:
1. Malay intellectualism through the thoughts of three prominent thinkers
2. the politics of national identity through the country’s four prime ministers
3. Malaysia's past foreign relations
4. Dr Mahathir’s approach towards regional development and Asean
5. the pattern of opposition towards Dr Mahathir’s declaration of Malaysia as an Islamic state
well, it is always good to learn from the history. But granting a research grant of RM10,000 to RM50,000 for these kind of research, is it really worthwhile?
As how my colleague put it, we human likes to worship the past, especially those good old days..
But, is it really that, nowadays we don't see any more of the moment that we should be proud off? Ok perhaps, our first austronaut eating roti canai and drinking tea tarik in batik shirt, is not something we should be proud off, but I am sure there are things that we can be really proud of as a Malaysian. One thing for sure, the stable government and the harmony multiracial/multicultural country.
People always take it for granted, we look back into the past, on how glamourous we used to be and so on and so for, and we forget that we should work even harder for now and the future. So that one day, our son'son can look back and say, "Yes, our past generation did something good"
My only hope is that, the valuable grant could be use in a more practical way. Instead of researching how good our past prime minister was, or how we treat our neighbour, we could use the money to train our younger generation to be a even better prime minister one day.
"History is more or less bunk. It's tradition. We don't want tradition. We want to live in the present and the only history that is worth a tinker's damn is the history we made today."
-- Henry Ford (1863 - 1947), Interview in Chicago Tribune, May 25th, 1916
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Busy busy busy busy.
I have been feeling really busy lately, but if you ask me what I am busying, I would have answer you that I don't know. Really, I felt busy, look busy, but actually I don't really know where all my time were spends.
I have been very much lacking behind on my music theory home work, my project, and all other stuff. I have not been involved in anything that really take up all my time, don't I. Then? Where have all my time been missing?
I suspect someone must be stealling my time from me. And as a matter of fact, I also know his name, we used to be very close, he was my very close friend. What I have today, I owe everything to him. Though when I thought I can finally break away from him, he is back. Always lurking behind me, watching me closely, waiting for his opportunity to steal my time. Silently he came, silently he disappear. Without a trace. The only evidence of his criminal, was the missing time.
He name is Procrastination, the thief of time.
How can I get rid of him, oh God, please help me!!
"Our worst enemy, is the one closest to ourselves, ourself."
-- ekoay, in the depth of despair, 2005.
I have been very much lacking behind on my music theory home work, my project, and all other stuff. I have not been involved in anything that really take up all my time, don't I. Then? Where have all my time been missing?
I suspect someone must be stealling my time from me. And as a matter of fact, I also know his name, we used to be very close, he was my very close friend. What I have today, I owe everything to him. Though when I thought I can finally break away from him, he is back. Always lurking behind me, watching me closely, waiting for his opportunity to steal my time. Silently he came, silently he disappear. Without a trace. The only evidence of his criminal, was the missing time.
He name is Procrastination, the thief of time.
How can I get rid of him, oh God, please help me!!
"Our worst enemy, is the one closest to ourselves, ourself."
-- ekoay, in the depth of despair, 2005.
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