Monday, November 16, 2009

A Tale of Two Launches

I think it would be fair to say that every day there's something or other being launched in KL. Sometimes it's a commercial venture, sometimes a book, new movie, album. Or sometimes a new cause and campaign.

Last week there were two of the latter. But they were rather different in the way they came out.

I blogged about the launch of the Charter of Compassion on November 12. On that day, people all over the world witnessed the launch of the Charter and affirmed it. They promised to show compassion to others and to forego any violence towards people different from them. They agreed to live by the Golden Rule 'Do Unto Others as You Would Want Others To Do Unto You".



I went along to the KL launch of the Charter. It was held at the pretty posh PJ Hilton. Unfortunately I noticed straightaway the lack of 'vibe'. You know that feeling of excitement that surrounds something big? I couldn't feel it.

There was a big board up where I dutifully scrawled a message but I took so long about it that I didn't notice that the Guest-of-Honour Tun Abdullah Ahmad Badawi had arrived and was scrawling something beside me. So embarassing!

Anyway on to the launch proper...the event was organised by Yayasan Budi Penyayang, JUST World Trust and the Malaysian InterFaith Network, all worthy organisations. They had the usual speeches and video and children going up onstage with signs that spelt out 'COMPASSION'. I saw several people I knew from various NGOs.

The event actually ended earlier than scheduled so I managed to get back to the office, all the while wondering what was missing from the whole thing. To me, it felt rather flat. Perhaps it was just the launch. In the afternoon there were two panels, one of religious leaders and one of young people. Unfortunately I had to go to a funeral so had to miss them but I was told they went well although by the time the youth panel came on, the room had emptied considerably.

Meantime I was following other Charter launches elsewhere in the world and they all sounded like wonderful inspiring events. Karen Armstrong herself spoke at the one in Washington DC. Elsewhere people held prayers, walks, readings, meditation, blogs for compassion, a coming together of people for one cause. There was even a 'Compassionate Financial Planners' event in Canada!

But in Malaysia, we had an event in a room where people sat passively, watched and listened.

It was only when I went home and looked at the brochure they gave out that I realised what was the problem. The brochure had photographs and small write-ups of various charities. Orphanages, societies for various diseases, for disabled children. All very worthy but it told me one thing: the organisers had equated compassion with charity.

Which it is most decidedly not. Compassion is about being able to put yourself in someone else's shoes and empathise with them. It is not simply about pitying someone or giving them money. It is about genuine and sincere embracing of another to alleviate their pain and suffering. It is most of all about respect for the other, and understanding that they have the same human rights as you do.

It would have been so much better if they had had people get up and say what compassionate act they would do as they affirm the Charter. For example, if someone got up and said that they would ensure that their town was friendlier to disabled people. (As it happened, in an act of non-compassion, the PJ Hilton did not make ramps available for Dr Chandra Mudzaffar, who is in a wheelchair, to get onto the stage. And he's the chair of the Charter for Compassion in Malaysia!). Or if someone said they would tutor orphans facing exams so that they would not be disadvantaged. Or would help transgendered people get jobs. Things like that.

If you go to the Charter website and look up the acts of compassion, you will see many examples big and small that people have pledged to do as part of this movement. Some are just every day acts that they have seen or experienced. Here are some examples:

" My friend Amber's daughter Jessica is dying, she may die anyday. Tonight when I was visiting Jessica in hospital, Amber showed her incredible compassion when she knelt at my feet by Jessica's bed and lovingly cared for my broken foot, an injury so minor compared to her own suffering."

"Last week I met a couple who had recently become parents to an intersex child. I learned from them that their Minister, unable to understand this, had refused to christen the child. I called round and found three ministers who were willing to perform the ceremony and provide pastoral care."

"My friend was a doctor in Zambia working on AIDS. He came home with an idea: link US communities with Zambian caretakers of orphans so the children could go to school. I joined him and others to form Communities without Borders. Now we are providing education for more than 1100 children."

That's what compassion means. Obviously it is something that we Malaysians can also do, if only we truly looked around and saw what was needed. Needed by others, not ourselves.

I read a story in a blog of a teacher here in Malaysia who was faced with a schoolboy who was late to school every day. After several warnings, he had to cane the boy as punishment which the boy submitted to passively. Yet the next day, the boy was late again.

Finally the teacher went to the boy's house and found that he lived in an extremely poor area. He saw him and his mother standing by the roadside waiting. Eventually another boy ran up, promptly took off his school uniform and gave it to the first boy, his brother. It turned out that the family was so poor that the two brothers had to share one set of uniforms.

But what was the teacher's reaction? After crying and hugging the boy, the teacher decided that what he should do was pray, fast, read the Quran and after about six other things which mainly was about himself, he finally came to 'help orphans and those in need'. It didn't seem to occur to him that his very first action should have been to find some way to get a set of uniforms for the boy so that he would not only not have to share with his brother but would also not need to be late for school. Or better still, buy a new set of uniforms for both the brothers because the current one must be worse for wear by now.

That's a lack of compassion. I would put that in the same category as able-bodied people who park in disabled parking spaces because those are nearest the lifts or who abuse their domestic workers by making them clean three houses and six cars and sleep for only 4 hours per night.

So we shall see where the Charter goes in Malaysia.

A day later I attended another launch and this time the atmosphere was completely different. The Bar Council's Constitutional Committee launched a campaign called PerlembagaanKu/MyConsti which was not only a timely one but one that was conducted in a way far different from any BC campaigns thus far. I think it helped that the 99 members of the MyConsti team were young and were not all lawyers because they devised a campaign that was hip and happening, innovative and creative.

Using a fun cartoony logo, they used Facebook and Twitter to tell the public about the campaign. In so doing they managed to viral spread the message and create a buzz. At the same time, they got the mainstream media involved and got more coverage than any other campaign before.

At the launch, there was a real air of excitement. Instead of hiring a professional MC, one of the committee did it himself in perfect and correct Bahasa. Then Edmund Bon, the baby-faced chair of the committee gave a rousing speech about the campaign and why it was necessary. It was the sort of inspiring speech that would have been good at the Charter for Compassion launch too. (Perhaps one should not get politicians to launch these things. Datuk VK Liew, the Deputy Minister in the PM's Department in charge of law, gave a speech that seemed dull and pedestrian compared to Edmund's.)



They showed a video which was funny yet gives the message. And after the launch there was an interesting forum on the Constitution in which five legal experts gave their sometimes differing views. At times hilarious (as when Prof Azmi Sharom said that some politicians took the Constitution as a manual titled 'Governance for Dummies'), the forum was nevertheless informative and inspiring. We realised that we really know so little about the Constitution and that very neglect of it is what allows us all to be manipulated.

So two very worthy causes but two different approaches. Guess which one is likely to have more legs?

14 comments:

KoSong Cafe said...

Marina, I have started a Petition to KTMB requesting for a scheduled stop at the old Batu Gajah train station.

Just to give you an idea how thoughtless the planners and decision makers were, the new one is 2km from the main road while the old is next to the main road.
Taking a taxi to the new station from just the main road cost Rm8-10 when the train fare for BG-KL is only Rm10 Economy and Rm17 Superior.

Some people even said at night, they would rather pick a passenger from Ipoh (20km away) than from the new station because of security reasons (middle of nowhere).

Coming from the south, and getting off at the new station meant going up the high pedestrian crossing over the double-tracking. Imagine the lack of consideration for senior citizens and the disabled.

I am still waiting for a response from KTMB. Many people have given up hope of any change in the situation but I have not given up hope.

Joseph a.k.a. Apom Balik said...

mm, are you kidding me? With the act of banning tens of thousands of bibles, with the acts of body snatching at all cost, intimidating minorities and so on, I say it's only depression for minorities and non-muslims in Malaysia, not compassion. I bet there was no muslim NGOs or muslim organisations in that small room, as usual.

joenathan said...

BRAVO Marina,the blessings of those kids will be always with you and your family.

If only some of our Prime Ministers,had shown a little compassion,there would not be any need to kill our own youths and juveniles like dogs in our streets.

amoker said...

Its amazing how we can distinguish work and passion.

juanajaafar said...

Joseph, bend over and stick your head where the sun don't shine. there were Muslim organisations and many regular Muslim citizens at the event.

my next statement may cause you a heart attack: the Chairman of the Malaysian initiative for the Charter for Compassion is a Muslim.

and so are some of the top leaders of a supporting organisation, Malaysian Interfaith Network.

what's not shocking was that you were not there to represent the Ku Klux Klan.

Joseph, i say this from the bottom of my heart: you are really doing the Christian congregation in Malaysia a huge disservice with your bimbo insults towards Muslims and Islam. a Muslim equivalent of you would read your irresponsible comments on this blog and be proven “right” that Christians are intolerant, ignorant idiots. maybe you and them should get together and form the National Security Threat Club and play Bingo on Fridays or something. whatever you do, just stop harassing the rest of us who’re trying to build bridges.

i went to a mission school and some of my closest friends are Christians. my mother treats them like they are her own daughters, and their parents too call me their own. people like you are just out to destroy our family environment. it really sucks, Joseph. and it’s very sad.

maybe you have nothing to lose when you spew your hate and ignorance online, but many of us have a lot to lose so we guard whatever peace we have quite sacredly. so really, please go take a quiet hike, Joseph. please …

caravanserai said...

Compassion comes from the heart and soul
There is no border; there is no colour to divide
Give it as it comes along touch somebody's life
Be willing to sacrifice a little make others happy

Yet many fail in the endeavours
It is always something to get in return
Publicity to get a name mentioned
Let others know how good it is

Compassion be a kinder soul
Amongst the throes of uncivilized minds
Roaming in sheep skins smiling proudly
Yet directing the wrong compass
The fall of grace the hardship remains

Compassion in our daily life
In action and words we do and say
A little help reaching out to many
Helping someone brings joy
On the world out of compass

Old Fart said...

People. Joseph is no Christian. He is just a nuisance and poor excuse for a human being. He hardly appears any were else. He looks like and sounds like and behaves like a stalker. Marina, please do look out for this creep, just in case he starts hanging around corridors, stalking you.

David Lee said...

...........something is very wrong some where here....maybe we got to go back to the basic and realise what actually are we living for....i don't know....?? we definitely need LOVE...god bless malaysia.

azahar said...

To be compassionate is something worth applauding, but it still depends on compassionate for what?

If its is just for the name, glamour, forget about it...

Why people love being or receiving compassionate acts?

Compassionate is whose?

It is not mine, not yours, and even not anybody's...IT IS ALLAH'S and ALLAH'S alone

cyclopseven said...

Darkest moment for mankind is not when we run out the resources for survival, but it is when the switch of compassion fails to work. I can't blame the people when they equate compassion with charity. It takes a lot of time and persistent awareness campaign to educate public on the difference between charity and compassion. When we have more than enough, and we give people some of it, that's charity. When we have less than enough, yet we give or share it with people, that's compassion. Charity comes with some anticipated results, while compassion comes without any anticipation. Charity is work of man, compassion is from the Divine. Charity thinks about others, while compassion feels about others. Charity provides sustenance for stomach and body, while compassion generates life, nothing else but life itself.

MarinaM said...

Cyclopseven, that's an excellent definition, thank you.

Now I'd like to ask everyone: what was the last act of compassion that you did, or was done to you?

amir said...

Am worried that this thing may focus only on the acts of compassion, when what was said may go even deeper than that.

It is the being that is paramount. When someone like Joseph tries to fit into the role of enemy, can anyone see it from his point of view?

Can anyone perhaps see, theoretically, how insecure he can be, how the ego has made a slave of him, how he takes everything in the world as a threat, and that we carry in all of us the seeds to be another Joseph?

Only when we see ourselves in others, and accept people, truly, honestly, can we find empathy. And with empathy, there will be compassion.

With the being in the proper context of compassion, the doing will automatically follow.

It is not easy, as Joseph has, and will demonstrate, to accept people, no matter how stupid or spiteful they may seem to be.

However, the good thing is, when you accept people and circumstances, we will able to let things be. Move on, emotionally, and have more time to do even more things.

MarinaM said...

Amir, your point is well taken and I thank you for your act of compassion towards Joseph.

juanajaafar said...

hi Aunty,

am gonna take Old Fart’s cue and make this my last Joseph-related comment on your blog, insyaAllah:

Amir, i’m not sure if you’ve read our friend’s countless other remarks elsewhere on this blog. they are centred on one general theme: hating all things Islam. in another time and place, that hate could be towards Hinduism or Judaism, etc. even then i’d like to believe i’d still be making a hobby out of commenting after him.

... if we look at the act of compassion [that moment when compassion is being exercised] as a majlis, surely we wouldn’t want that majlis to be interrupted ...

cyclopseven, i like the distinction you made re charity v. compassion, which can also be summed into 1Word: Fitrah. even the most irreligious, destitute is capable of compassion, because compassion is an innate human disposition [Fitrah].

Aunty, i prefer to keep the secrets of my right hand from my left, but i’d like to share with you and your readers a moment of compassion which was blessed upon me:

last week i found myself parked at a restaurant for lunch and to finish some urgent work on my computer. the restaurant was the only one with wifi which i needed for my research. half way into my work i decided to order some food, only to discover everything on the menu wasn’t kosher. although some patrons were looking at me funny because i was a Muslim in a non-kosher joint, i decided to stay on and finish my work over some fruit desserts.

from a business perspective, i was a waste of time and space. i was occupying a table for 4 during peak hour and spending less than RM7 on food items. my computer was hooked to the plug point and i was utilising the restaurant’s wifi. sometime during the 2 hours i was there it began to pour. when i was ready to leave, i asked the shop owner for a big rubbish bag which i planned to turn into a cool protective poncho. when the shop owner found out the long walk i was about to take, he offered me – the unprofitable patron – an umbrella instead ... and said i can return it on a sunny day.

so nice :]