The Malay Mail - PORT DICKSON, Sept 23 ― Defence Minister Datuk Seri Mohamad Hasan has called on more non-Bumiputera citizens to join the Malaysian Armed Forces (ATM), especially the Army. He said that despite various efforts to encourage the group’s participation in the ATM, the number of non-Bumiputera personnel remains low, at around three per cent. Read it all here.....

Here are extracts why they do NOT want to lay their lives down for this country. You all do not get it at all, you keep on repeating shit!!! It is NOT easy sucking it all up for 26 years, without compromising your beliefs, it's a fucking challenge.

The Platoon Sergeant calls me up, gives me one last to chance, to change my mind about joining the Army before attestation. He is doing this because those days a Malaysian certificate of Education Grade 2 (Cambridge Syndicated) was a big deal. People with a Grade 2 did not join as recruits. They applied to become Officers. I did, but then I was no “Son of the soil”, it is a policy like Apartheid,  practiced in South Africa at that time, only they are smarter now.

An overly flogged subject, thoughts of Lt Col Idris Hassan

They call it “affirmative action, positive discrimination, restructuring society and many other bullshit names”. You must be a Muslim or a Malay Muslim to enjoy equality in Malaysia. One might ask why I joined the Army then. It’s like this, no one can question the Non-Muslims and Non-Malays about their loyalty in this country which treats its minorities shabbily.

We Indians were constantly denigrated. We just had to suck it up. We were outnumbered and could get killed. They referred to all Indians as Hindus, immaterial of your faith. They used the word Hindu on us, the way they used the word Hindu made it sound like a dirty word.

If you were an Indian Muslim, no problem at all, those traitors!! All recruits who are non-Muslims after a month in RTC are allowed to go out on Sundays, to go to temples and churches, the Muslims are ‘lucky’ they have a mosque within RTC to cater for their needs. It is pure bliss to get out of the repressive and brutal atmosphere. This is also a money making opportunity, the Muslim recruits will want us to buy things that cannot be got at the canteen.

Money must of course be given in advance, one must not be stupid and trusting and use one’s own money. We were only paid a meagre sum of RM60.00, which was paid fortnightly, that is RM30.00 every two weeks. So Non  Malays not joining because the pay is low, is in the fantasy of the supremacists pricks, so as to have an agenda to push, like this one!!.  The rule is never ever trust a recruit. This running of errands for the Muslims is profitable, we always inflate the prices of items purchased, they know that.

It covers our bus fares, meals and enough money to put in the donation boxes either in the church or temple. The Muslims are allowed to go out on Sundays after 3 months, that too they are eligible only if they pass the foot drill test. We are allowed on Sundays to put on our civvies, which we get from our storeroom, we are allowed to take out a pair of civvies and a pair of shoes once throughout the 6 months of training.

A typical Sunday starts off with all the non-Muslims gathering in front of the orderly Corporal, a NCO on duty. He will inspect us, ensuring we are shaved, wear stockings, carrying handkerchiefs, shoes polished and of course that the hair is in regulation cut, meaning nearly bald. We are marched to the main guardhouse, inspected further and also verbally abused with derogatory terms. After all we are a mixed group of Indians, Chinese, and Dayaks with different religious faiths, Christians, Hindus, Buddhists and Sikhs. This was in 1972.

After being ridiculed as worshipers of idols and Satan we are allowed to proceed to the bus stop. Freedom is when you are seated in the bus and it moves out of RTC compound. Actually for us this was a respite as most of us were not overly pious, we used religion to take a break from the tortures inflicted in RTC.

The Muslims are not so lucky, on Fridays they are assembled and force marched off, to the nearby garrison’s mosque, they do not get to go out to town. Woe, betide any Muslim who misses Friday prayers. If any Muslim hides and wants to avoid going to the mosque, we non-Muslims, have to finger them out, as to avoid group punishment for all the non-Muslims. As though we were responsible for them not going for their prayers.

Whenever we finger them out, they resent us. We lose both ways. Normally, I couldn’t care a damn, as I believed religion was an individual choice. The instructors who have sucked our blood, become hypocrites when it comes to religion as they believe by attending Friday prayers they are cleansed of their sins, of course they will continue sucking blood until next Friday, the cycle is repeated. Why blood suckers, they normally on a daily basis dump a basket full of nasi lemak. Make sure these are sold. Just hand in the money.

Non Muslims do NOT be conned. You will NOT be appreciated and you will be ridden like a horse. Even the Bumis of Sarawak.

Do NOT become canon fodder. I have done my bit for 26 years in an Infantry Unit, the Rangers during the Insurgency. Study and get qualified so that you can make big bucks in the private sector. Or overseas. I am talking through experience. I am now 70 years old. Once bitten twice shy. I do not trust them at all. Look at all the Generals in the image, they are out of shape. You do NOT want to risk your life under their command.

Our equipment too sucks. Remember the Sulu invasion of Sabah. It would have only taken 5th Brigade by itself to handle the situation. Sadly that did not happen. Pen pushers and boot lickers were involved, incompetents. They had to source the ammunition from West Malaysia during the Sulu Invasion. How is that for "Foresight", one of the principles of administration? See the incompetency.

Unqualified people are promoted over experienced and seasoned infantry officers and men. They leave frustrated and bitter. I would not lift my hands, not again!!! How can you serve a country that does it's best to tell you, that it does not love you and your children. This country does NOT allow you to love her. I joined the army in 1972 as a lowly recruit. I was fortunate that I was sent for Cadet Officer's training in 1980.

Got commissioned and joined a blooded Ranger Battalion. After a few years posted out to a Training Establishment as an instructor. 3 years there , back to my old unit after that. The in between I will not dwell on, it's about promotions. I had already passed my Captain to Major promotion exam around 8 years ago then. I was in the unit for several years, I helped in the conversion of the Battalion from a Standard Infantry Battalion to a Mechanized Infantry Battalion to prepare for Somalia. Apart from my Company Commander's course at the Army Combat Training Center, I also did my Squadron Leader's course in Armour School.