Two dear friends gave me a
present recently -- a belated one for my birthday, or an early one
for Christmas, I'm not sure. It was a Walker's Illustrated Classic
edition of Gulliver. It is a gorgeous book indeed, and the
illustrations by Chris Riddell are to die for. I first read
Gulliver's Travels when I was a child, yes centuries ago. I was
already an adult when I read the unabridged version. This Walker's
edition brought back memories and an entirely new perspective.
Lilliput was Malaysia three hundred years ago in a time
warp
There is a map in the book that places Lilliput in the eastern part of
the Indian Ocean, and south of the Indonesian islands. I think they
got it wrong there. I think it was a little farther east and north
of the equator. I think Lilliput was Malaysia! Why? Well, read on.
First, Lilliput was full of little people, just like Malaysians,
with their tiny brains. If you don't believe me, I suggest you buy
any of our daily newspapers (a habit you gave up years ago, I'm
sure) and read the headlines, especially what our politicians say.
Believe me, they are consistently brilliant and you might keel over
and die laughing, so please read it sitting down. Jonathan Kent used
to say that this is a laugh-a-minute country. Unfortunately, like
Lilliputians, we don't have much of a sense of humour, either. But,
we'll come to that.
Lilliput looks calm from the outside, but Gulliver soon learns how
vicious the politics are. "There have been two struggling parties in
this empire, under the names of Tramecksan and Slamecksan, from the
high and low heels of their shoes, by which they distinguish
themselves. It is alleged, indeed, that the high heels are most
agreeable to our ancient constitution; but, however this may be, his
majesty hath determined to make use only of low heels in the
administration of the government ... The animosities between these
two parties run so high, that they will neither eat nor drink nor
talk with each other.”
Off-beat cha cha king
I almost fell of my chair laughing out loud at that. I couldn't get
a vision of Ibrahim Ali balancing in high heels out of my head!
Another line says: “We apprehend his imperial highness, the heir to
the crown, to have some tendency towards the high heels; at least,
we can plainly discover that one of his heels is higher than the
other, which gives him a hobble in his gait.” Now, who might that
be trying to please both sides, and wobbling? (I remember someone from
my university days everyone called the off-beat cha cha king. It was
a cruel joke because he did have a limp. But anyone you asked was sure he was a government mole.)
And, there were deep religious differences, too. Wars broke out
often, between people who believed that eggs should be cracked at
the big end, and those who believed that such doctrines were
blasphemous and offended "against a fundamental doctrine of our
great prophet Lustrog, in the fifty-fourth chapter of the Blundecral
(their holy book)". Sounds familiar? Read anything about the Jakim
scripted mosque sermons on the internet, and you will understand.
Bringing up children
1. "Their (Lilliputians') opinion is, that parents are the last of
all others to be trusted with the education of their own children;
and, therefore, they have, in every town, public nurseries, where
all parents, except cottagers and labourers, are obliged to send
their infants of both sexes to be reared and educated. ” In
Malaysia, parents are not qualified to bring up children either. We
have maids, kindergartens for two-year-olds, and television.
2. “Their parents are suffered to see them only twice a year; the
visit to last but an hour; they are allowed to kiss the child at
meeting and parting; but a professor, who always stands by on those
occasions, will not suffer them to whisper, or use any fondling
expressions, or bring any presents of toys, sweetmeats, and the
like.” Malaysians have dawn-to-dusk tuition, so we don't have see our
children at all, until they are old enough to have some of their own!
3. And in the political sphere, succession to political office was
handled thus: “When a great office is vacant, either by death or
disgrace (which often happens) five or six of those candidates
petition the emperor to entertain his majesty, and the court, with a
dance on the rope, and whoever jumps the highest without falling,
succeeds in the office. ” Somersaults scored more points.
Certainly better than annual party conventions! At least, there will
be no chairs thrown about.