When No Press Is Better Than Bad Press

Natalie Shobana Ambrose – (28th January, 2010 – theSun)

When visiting another country, one of the first questions people ask is “Where are you from?” And I’ll always proudly say Malaysia with a big smile.

I was the first Malaysian he had met and the automatic response at times for the person asking would be to scour the brain for any piece of information about Malaysia and true enough he didn’t know too much about Malaysia.

It’s always fascinating when people say they know Malaysia or have been to Malaysia. It’s almost like a brownie point of validation.

Well this bloke did know something about Malaysia and waiting to hear the typical Malaysia Truly Asia advert being regurgitated to me, he exclaimed “You can divorce your wife via text message in Malaysia!”

From a proud smile to a sheepish whimper of “Yes, this is my country, where we make headlines for being different”.

I was hoping no one else heard it but I’m not that lucky. So there I was feeling awkward trying to do some damage control wishing the ground would swallow me or that I’d be teleported to a different part of the room.

Though I must say, I’m glad this conversation happened before Avatar was released. I would not know how to positively defend that point of view for sure.

It’s moments like this where reality kicks us and we know what we look like from a distance. It’s like looking in the mirror. Up close we see the warts and detail whereas from a distance it might all look like a good package but then once in a while we get a hard kick about our warts.

We can hire as many public relations firms to help us project the right image however our best PR tool is ourselves and paying someone else to do damage control only goes so far if we continuously give ourselves bad press.

A good starting point would actually be to try and stay under the radar by making good decisions and be in the press for positive actions but how can we when everyday, politicians present, former and future make statements that go against the universal code of ethic and respect?

We’ve had some pretty bad international press lately.

If you do a quick search Malaysia is highlighted in many articles of religious and ethnic unrest and been on the front page of the New York Times for a polygamy club.

We’ve also been in the news for the possible canning of a model who admitted to drinking alcohol and we’ve made a fuss every time international female artists schedule performances in Malaysia only for there to be protest and the artist to perform in a neighbouring country even though her videos are readily available for public viewing anytime of the day on Malaysian television.

We’ve not had any good press from human rights groups because of the way we mistreat migrants- legal, illegal and even the ones with proper documents. We also have a total disregard of the damage our oil palm plantations are causing to the Sumatran forests.

In a way I’m glad the international press highlights these issues, because we don’t do enough of it locally and many people only know what’s allowed to be fed to the public anyway.

But somewhere, we have to stop and think, where is all this bad press getting us? When public figures and groups act for themselves not realising every bad decision eats away at the reputation of the country, we are left with very little.

We are delusional to think that Malaysia is progressing positively because we seem to live in a bubble that limits our thinking to stereotypes of race while we laugh at other countries we think are backward because we have tall buildings and they don’t.

We’ve allowed for organisations to incite hate on half the population who have lived in Malaysia for generations without reprimand or criticism and we think we’ve progressed?

I recently watched a movie about a country considered backward by many but there was a line in the movie that really summed up how cohesive this so called backward nation was – “In a culture where a white catholic woman gives up her post as Prime Minister to a Sikh, who is then sworn in by a Muslim President to govern a country that is 80% Hindu.”

How much more evolved are they?

For all the development we’ve achieved, we’ve lost so much in essence from all the bad press we’ve been getting. If our selling point in racial and religious cohesiveness, we’ve failed miserably, if it’s having the twin-towers the Burj has surpassed us, if it’s about the beautiful islands our environmental track-record is telling.

I think it’s time we took stock and genuinely work on our PR, so that when people think about Malaysia it might just be a happy thought.


Natalie is for press freedom but also ‘malu’ about all the international press Malaysia is getting these days.
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What Do You Tell The Children?

Natalie Shobana Ambrose (14th January, 2010 – theSun)

“The adults are talking now” is a common sentence out of a parent’s mouth. I remember being sent upstairs because the adults were talking downstairs and rightfully so. Children are to be protected from all ‘adult’ talk which most of the time is about politics. That’s because children are not supposed to be burdened with adult shenanigans.

So I want to know what do you tell the children who went to the church which was damaged in last Friday’s fire bombings. When the parents woke up on Sunday morning to take their kids to Sunday school what went through their minds. How will they explain the hate crime to their little ones?

The same question went through my mind when I saw the cow head protesters. I’d really like to know what the parents of Section 23, Shah Alam told their children when they went out to protest or when they had to go and petition for a new place of worship.

How would they have kept the children away from all the adult talk? It must have been hard or perhaps, no one was even trying, because there was a sense of justification in the whole occasion. It was almost a celebration.

I can only imagine that it would have been a really difficult situation if the children of these warring factions were friends at school while at home they saw how angry their parents were at each other.

How would both sides of the argument have spared their children at the dinner table? Surely, it would have been difficult, and surely the children would have known something was not right. Children always seem to know when something’s not right.

Last Friday, I felt as if someone had died and spent the day in mourning. The next day I woke up with an awful feeling – the kind when you know something terrible has happened and this question kept repeating in my mind “What have we become? What have we become?”

The fire bombings didn’t kill anyone, but it killed my hope that 2010 would be a better year for Malaysia. What’s really sad is the reality that it wasn’t something that happened last Friday which caused everything to come crashing down nor was it the court ruling.

We all knew how bad the situation was, we just didn’t think hate crimes would now be written down in our history.

But what about the children?

What are we telling them or not telling them?

If only we can look at what we have destroyed and what we’ve left the next generation to rebuild, we ought to be ashamed at the devastation we have caused by our ignorance and prejudices.

The saddest thing though is that deep seated narrow-mindedness does not change overnight or in days, weeks, months or years. It actually takes generations of people to collectively and repeatedly say enough, I don’t want to think like this anymore.

If we can mobilise people who believe that now is the time to say enough and stop the hate, maybe we have a chance because right now we look like the little child who wont stop kicking and screaming with no idea what he’s upset about in the first place.

Our focus has been so much on protecting ourselves that we’ve let our country go.

Right now, today, I don’t recognise Malaysia anymore and I’m not sure how to defend the Malaysia that is and the Malaysia that keeps making headlines in world news for totally backward mentality.

Maybe it’s because I’m still in mourning. I’m not sure how long it takes to heal the wounds of intolerance and injustice but I want to try.

Perhaps it’s time to change the way we speak to the children, and instead of including our prejudices, we should start burying them and start actually living in harmony and not pretending to live in harmony.


Natalie would like to recognise the Malaysia she loves once again – even if it’s for the sake of the children.
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