Earlier today, both of us received the news that Hussein Hamid had passed away at the Kuala Lumpur General Hospital. Last week, Hussein collapsed inside a mall after suffering a stroke, which left him in a coma. He passed away peacefully without regaining consciousness.
Hussein was controversial but consistent. He exposed issues that no one else was willing to touch and challenged many of Malaysia’s top elite. We were lucky enough to regularly talk with him, and understand the changes in stand he took - in the past and lately.
This resulted in Hussein being able to return to Malaysia after years in exile. We take some solace that he died in his own country. Hussein never took Australian citizenship, even though he was eligible.
Both of us had different but at the same time similar relationships with Hussein. I (Murray) spoke regularly to Hussein and we shared perspectives on issues, often jointly deciding on the approach that should be taken. I know from these discussions, Hussien had a strong moral compass, that always asked the question ‘will the Rakyat knowing this be for the betterment of Malaysia?’ We shared links and documents, and even gave each other contacts, that many in Malaysia will know.
Most of all, we spiritually supported each other. There were times when Hussein felt depressed about issues in Malaysia and I picked him up. This was reciprocated with the issues I have personally faced over the last couple of years.
I (Teck Ghee) had a relationship that was much more upfront and personal. Hussein spent most of his last weeks staying with me in my apartment and we discussed a number of issues regarding his life direction as well as did work together on plans that we intended to pursue to advance the causes that we believed in. Hussein was a fellow activist blogger that I featured in my CPI website from a long time ago. His recent work has also refocused my thinking and influenced the last batch of articles that I have written when he was staying at my home.
As we mourn the passing of our dear friend, Hussein we remember and cherish our time with him, indelibly etched in our hearts and minds.
This piece is written not solely to lament the loss of Hussein. It is also to pay tribute to someone who was a true comrade sharing a mutual journey in trying to make Malaysia a better place.
For Malayia and Malaysians, Hussein’s voice will be sadly missed.
Hussein was fiercely independent, free thinking, and unafraid. He wrote perhaps some of the most biting and critical commentaries on the country, our people and foes and friends that has emerged from the social media world of bloggers.
Simplicity, grace and a certain child-like quality of innocence combined with refined knowledge marked his prose. Few if any of the nation's community of political and social bloggers come close to his consistency and steadfastness in support of an inclusive and progressive country.
We can remember and pay tribute to him best by reading and rereading his writing. You will see most of his writings, especially the pieces he wrote through the Melbourne nights, came from his heart.
We must all be inspired to continue his journey.
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May he rest in peace.
Where can we read his writings. Have they been compiled in a book?
"Murray Hunter and Lim Teck Ghee". Nice sounding and awesome combo... Add spoiler or joker Fernz the Grate to the mix/rojak, and, blimey, you're near half way to seizing one whole country already!
The liberation of many a country started with mostly barely a dozen folks, albeit often with an AK47 or even musket between the lot.
How is it such ideas and forces fail in almost fertile grounds like Bolehland?
Lord Jim, Tarzan, could do it (plus civilising the damn natives) as one man bands. Elderly white auntie Newcastle Brown Ale got many a colonial Sambo drunk with at least temporal power, brought down Najib (with the help of the Snake Pharaoh - and cronies - and lotsa moolah).
Even the Phenomenon, "Renaissance Man" and Second and Third and Forever Coming Mullah Anwar, could nearly pull one (with the help of neocons, regime-change artists, and lots of moron sheep), so how come Bolehland missed that leaky creaky liberation sampan again?
Is it that our fight-for-freedom liberation architects and engineers are terribly wanting? Maybe just the usual half-baked? Maybe great at running ministry of useless ideas? Maybe can't get out of bed? Maybe all talk no real action? Maybe, like for the mercenary ones, leave the great fight (and the damn sheep) when the last instalment of money is paid?
Could it be our sheep have no quality, keep groaning and moaning, can wait forever to be free? Could Bolehland be "there" already, as good as it gets, put up with our lot, can't complain...
Could it be the colonial massahs did a great job on their Sambos, brainwashed them niggahs properly and even colonised their minds, black and brown monkeys, white minds..?
Then again, the damn natives here (of them days) weren't too bad, balanced their rounds of intellectualising with healthy sport of popping the massahs with rounds of ammo. The white folks of the Irish IRA and Sinn Fein mentioned and thanked those here for the valuable lessons of not sitting down too much (or entirely?) and just talk, go out and pop the rabbits for dinner.
The biggest revelation of the Paddys was the lesson not to fall for that fast one - surrender your weapons and we talk.
Alas, today the "Revolution" is an all-talk dinner party. For Bolehland the party can go on forever, too! Or, with Gandhi Too Anwar, the party don't even get started, wtf!
So come on, all ye toilers (and fishermen!) of the land, bring yer sufferings to our saviours - and they can only convert them all to more talk and make things worse, thank you!