By WONG CHUN WAI

FOR a long, long time, I thought Tunku Abdul Rahman only made the Merdeka cry three times, no thanks to the archive footage that we see on television. The first Prime Minister actually made the historic cry that reverberated across the stadium seven times, but none of my teachers told me that. 

In fact, my ignorance continued until I became a journalist. I found out about the “deep, excited response” which “echoed in the crowded stands to be flung back again by the amplifying horns” – that was how The Sunday Times issue of Sept 1, 1957, reported that event.  

The page one story, with the headline “This is it” and sub-heading “Across a stilled stadium, the magic words of nationhood”, was written by one Allington Kennard, presumably a white man. 

The front-page picture wasn’t of the Tunku raising his hand to proclaim Independence. Instead, the picture showed the Tunku bowing to the Duke of Gloucester, the Queen’s representative, as he received the Constitutional Instrument. 

Priced at dua kupang (20 cents), the newspaper, which is now stored in microfilm form at the National Archives, remains one of the best records for young Malaysians like me who want to know about Aug 31. 

My school teachers and university lecturers never told me that by 2am, people had gathered at the Padang, what is now known as Dataran Merdeka, and an hour later, Merdeka Stadium started to come to life. 

But there was a “blustering storm” and “a grey and clouded dawn threatened the day with ruin” with “nearly 2,000 men of the Federation forces billeted in schools not far from the stadium, paraded in driving rain” and “they were soaked to the skin”. 

Full of colour 

At the stadium field, it was reported, “the film and television cameras were stacked on their tripods like some strange stadium harvest, protected against the rain by plastics and oil skins”. It was dramatic. That was how the white man reported, with plenty of colour, that historic day.  

But the rain stopped at the right time. Reading the report, which gave me goose pimples occasionally, I knew why Malaysia remains a lucky country after 50 years. God was, and remains, kind to us all. 

Walking from the dais, shouts of “Merdeka” rose again and again, as the storm “disappeared over the hills, now the sun lavished its lustre on a brilliant scene, on the sparkling stands, the glittering uniforms, the incredibly gaily hued throng on the embankments of the stadium.” 

That's awesome. And yet no one told us that. 

The ceremony didn’t end at Merdeka Stadium as Malaya’s first King was later sworn in at Istana Negara, witnessed by the Tunku and his Cabinet. The Governors of Penang and Malacca – Sir Raja Uda and Leong Yew Koh respectively – were handed warrants of appointment. 

In the evening, tiaras, champagne and even a dancing princess were the highlights at Balai Rong Seri. Dinner comprised grapefruit, sharks fin soup, nasi pulau, roast chicken, curry kurma and sambal.  

It was reported that after dinner “a strikingly attractive Malay princess, Tengku Nor Asiah, 20, captivated the guests with a performance of a century-old Kelantan love dance – the Tari Ashek.” 

Outside, on the lawn, there was a dragon dance, 14 joget dancers and an Indian temple dance. “A talented group of singers from Malacca entertained the guests with Portuguese, Malay, and other songs.”  

It was very multi-racial and classic Tunku, making sure every race felt they had a place in this newborn country. 

It was real and not some form of tokenism, which we sometimes see at some cultural fare. Malaysia is made up of three main racial groups, why be shy about it. There is no need to be apologetic. 

I cannot imagine the joget dancers making their appearances at official functions now. In fact, they have disappeared completely as religious conservatism chips away at the face of Malaysia. The nearest we have now is poncho poncho, a form of line dancing.  

The beautiful Malay culture with its gentleness, which we love so much, seems to be losing its ground to Arab culture. 

Who would have thought that the elegant kebaya would at one point almost become extinct but for the active intervention of the late Datin Seri Endon Mahmood; and for that matter, the wayang kulit and mak yong in Kelantan? 

That wasn’t all. On the eve of National Day, the Tunku who was speaking at the Alliance rally remarked: “Humble yourself before God, whether it be in mosques, churches and temples or in our homes, Give thanks to Him for His blessing He has showered upon us.” 

It took a great leader like the Tunku, truly a leader of all Malaysians, to make such a statement. Such openness has become a rare commodity, in some ways, in Malaysia 2007. 

The Straits Echo, a Penang-based newspaper, on its Aug 31 issue, had the apt headline “Birth of a new nation – Tunku hailed as Father of Independence”. 

The Pinang Gazette and Straits Chronicle, another English daily based in Penang, reported on Aug 28 that mosques in Penang and Province Wellesley held special Merdeka sermons, which were prepared by Haji Ahmad Badawi, the father of Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi.  

It reported that a four-page Jawi typewritten sermon was made available to every mosque in the state. 

The newspaper also reported the anxiety of titled community leaders as independence approached. They wanted to know whether their decorations, medals and honours conferred by the British government could still be worn after Merdeka and whether Justices of Peace, appointed by the British government, would be able to perform their functions from Sept 1, 1957. 

For the ordinary Malayans on Aug 31, it was a holiday. Dendam Pontianak, which starred Maria Menado, was screened at the Odeon in Kuala Lumpur and Penang to full houses.  

(Remember at one time, an Information Minister banned such horror movies during the 80s but luckily sanity has prevailed and we are back to watching such locally-made movies of this genre.) 

The rival show was Kaseh Sayang, which had Aziz Sattar and Normadiah in the lead. Burt Lancaster’s Gunfight at the O.K. Corral was the English choice for most moviegoers. 

Good old days 

Young Malayans were swinging to Pat Boone’s Love Letters In The Sand and Elvis Presley’s Teddy Bear, which were on top of the charts in the United Kingdom and United States. Rock and roll was the order of the day with the young and restless dancing to the beat of Bill Hayley and the Comets. 

In sports, the Malayan soccer side ranked among the top in Asia with the ability to compete against the best Asian teams; 50 years later, we have gone down the pits. Very much like our politics, you may say. 

At the Rex Cinema in Kuala Lumpur, the hottest item was a live show by a four-woman group from Australia, who called themselves Bubla Folies, a slick dance team.  

Alas, some of us would frown on that, too, today. Who would have thought that the Gwen Stefani concert would be an issue after 50 years and why do we even bother to entertain this group of PAS-inclined students, who should be more worried about passing their exams, improving their English and making themselves employable?  

They are just a group of small but vocal minority and certainly the majority should never submit to their wishes. It’s the tyranny of the minority that Malaysians have to stand up to if we want to keep the Malaysia we love. Malaysia is not Afghanistan, Pakistan or Iran, let’s be clear. 

Aug 31, 1957 – I wasn’t born then. The retired teachers and the older folks tell me that things were better then, perhaps out of nostalgia.  

We have had the best times, the worst times and, surely, there can be better times but Malaysia will remain our home, that’s for sure.  

IT’S 8.30pm on a Friday night, some time before the party crowd in Jalan Telawi packs into the many fancy restaurants and pubs in Bangsar.  

At the newly opened Rick’s Cafe Casablanca at One Bangsar, Sir Richard Branson walked in with a few AirAsia staff.  

In his blue jeans and cotton long-sleeved shirt, the British billionaire walked towards a handful of guests for the private party.  

“Hi, I am Richard, nice to meet you guys,” said the grinning icon, who owns over 300 companies under the Virgin label, including Virgin Airlines and Virgin Megastores, as he extended his hand.  

Clearly relaxed and comfortable, one of the richest men in the world had just generated a storm at a ceremony to announce Virgin Group’s decision to take a 20% stake in AirAsia’s long-haul carrier, AirAsia X.  

He had attended the function wearing a traditional Malay outfit and headgear – no surprise to those who know Branson and AirAsia chief executive officer Datuk Tony Fernandes.  

Both businessmen love to execute public relations exercises and, in the case of Branson, pulling unnerving, even ludicrous stunts.  

The bearded blond-haired Briton had wanted to land for the ceremony in Putrajaya in a hot air balloon but Fernandes talked him out of it as the administrative capital was just too near the KL International Airport.  

Branson has been involved in a number of world record attempts since 1985 on his hot air balloon, including crossing the Atlantic Ocean in the fastest recorded time.  

Between 1995 and 1998, he and Steve Fossett made a number of attempts to circumnavigate the globe.  

In 2004, he decided to travel across the English Channel in an amphibious vehicle and, again, he smashed all records.  

“I was told to be practical this time,” he laughed, finally settling for the Malay warrior headgear, which of course was another record.  

Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak, too, could not resist laughing at Branson’s publicity stunt when the two met at the Deputy Prime Minister’s residence.  

Najib, who was also wearing his baju Melayu for his Friday prayers, took a look at Branson and said: “At least there is something we have in common.”  

Although this is not Branson’s first trip to Malaysia, he has been soaking in the hospitality. At the ceremony, he took Freddie Laker Jr aside, and pointed out to him the reporters representing the Malay, Chinese, Indian and English media.  

“That’s Malaysia for you. They are Malaysians and they come from different races, and they all speak English,” he said.  

Freddie Laker Jr was invited to Kuala Lumpur for the event by Fernandes. The late senior Laker was the role model of Branson and Fernandes.  

The man started Laker Airways, the first budget airline, in 1966. It went bust in 1982, buckling under intense competitive pressures. It was tagged one of Britain’s greatest corporate failures at that time but many ordinary Britons donated money in an attempt to save that airline.  

But what struck the group of guests was Branson’s approachable and down-to-earth manner. As this writer sought the help of a waitress to take a photograph with him, he insisted that I return the favour by clicking another picture of the waitress and him.  

One prominent chief executive officer was starstruck and could not stop counting his lucky stars as Branson sat next to him. Knowing his easy style, the host had sensibly insisted on no protocol and free seating for dinner.  

As the party began, with Black Eyed Peas’ Mas Que Nada blaring out from the speakers, Branson walked towards the AirAsia crew present, including a few invited from Thailand. Branson must have charmed them.  

His magic was to make his listeners feel comfortable and showing them he was interested in what they were doing.  

To the invited journalists, he insisted on details like the circulation, the readership profile and thrust of their newspapers.  

Branson, after all, started his first business in London publishing a successful magazine called Student.  

On Saturday morning, he flew to New York on a chartered AirAsia flight to make sure he was on time for his daughter’s birthday party.  

Both Branson and Fernandes have shown that CEOs can be hip and cool; that’s surely a lesson for our Malaysian businessmen.  

IT is the biggest island in Malaysia, and yet Pulau Banggi, located on the northern tip of Sabah, is virtually unknown to most Malaysians, especially those from the peninsula.  

It would not be wrong to describe Pulau Banggi, just an hour’s boat ride from Kudat, 190km north of Kota Kinabalu, as the country’s most forgotten island.  

Obviously neglected by the state's politicians, the 440 sq kilometre island has one of the highest poverty rates in the country.  

I had the opportunity of making a trip to this island a few years ago. Spending a night in a hotel located above a Chinese coffeeshop in Kudat, I flew to the island by helicopter.  

The then Chief Minister Datuk Yong Teck Lee told me that semenanjung journalists had to open their eyes to see why rural development was important.  

I have never forgotten what I saw on that island. The majority of the people had no access to basic amenities like electricity and piped water supply and fixed-line telephone.  

It was a shock for me to see Malaysians walking around the villages wearing just loincloth. 

But that was 10 years ago. I believe there has been much improvement since then but it's still not enough. 

I remember telling myself that their representative, Datuk Amirkahar Tun Mustapha, whom the people kept returning to the constituency, had not done much to improve the place.  

The 56-year-old politician was first voted to the Banggi seat in 1985 as an Usno candidate and remained as one to this day. In the 2004 polls, he won with a narrow 392-vote majority against an independent candidate and another from Parti Keadilan Rakyat.  

He has been lucky. To put it mildly, he needs to do a “quantum leap” for his faithful constituents if he still wants to represent them. 

The chaotic politics in Sabah then, where voters lose track of the elected representatives' political affiliation, also meant that development in their areas remained on the backburner.  

The visit not only opened my eyes but also stirred me. The images of the people there remained until today.  

Next week, the Prime Minister will travel to this island to launch a programme to help these 20,000 people, who comprise the smallest group of the indigenous people of Malaysia.  

Among the largest ethnic groups are the Bonggis who speak Molbog, a language of the southern Palawans in the Philippines, and the Orang Sama, who are known as the Sea Gypsies.  

Under the Government’s High Impact Rural Development Programme, via the agropolitan concept, 2,600ha have been set aside by Felcra Bhd for rubber planting and fishing cultivation.  

The majority of the islanders are fishermen but Felcra has plans to turn them into settlers by employing them as rubber-tappers for a start.  

The settlers may eventually generate an income of between RM900 and RM1,200 a month, which will be a quantum leap for them. 

About 300,000 rubber seedlings will be brought in from the peninsula and planted on the island, where 3,000 people are regarded as the hardcore poor.  

The Government has also planned to set up a hybrid solar system to provide them electricity supply on a 24-hour basis. 

Education Minister Datuk Seri Hishammuddin Hussein Onn had made a trip to Pulau Banggi recently. At present, the children there often have only four days of schooling as the teachers, all from the peninsula, stay on the mainland.  

Many of the children walk to school with no shoes on, according to Rural and Regional Development Minister Datuk Seri Aziz Shamsuddin, who has a strong understanding of the problem in Sabah.  

“Many (of the local people) had never seen RM500 in their entire lives, and when they got their salaries, many bought shoes for their children, who had to walk to school without shoes daily,” he said.  

A government official said some of the Felcra participants of Pulau Banggi had never left their home before although Kudat was just an hour away.  

When a workshop was held in Kudat recently, several of them had to be taught how to turn on the tap at the hotel while others used the lift for the first time.  

There is much to be done and Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi must be commended for remembering the people of Pulau Banggi.  

He has decided to change the lives of these people and every effort must be made to ensure the success of this project after the fanfare of the launch is over.  

Security needs to be beefed up to ensure that illegal immigrants, who have long been a thorny problem on the island, do not get the slice of the cake.  

There was a plan to log 4,000ha of timber land involving powerful Sabah businessmen and South Koreans but this was stalled following protests by the islanders.  

Give the people of Pulau Banggi, who have long been loyal voters of the Barisan Nasional, a chance. The electoral code for Banggi is N1 but unfortunately, it has remained neglected. 

However, now that the Prime Minister has given his personal attention to the place, the politicians in Sabah have better sit up. 

IT was merely a news item in a newspaper known more for its sensational news on crime and celebrities. Most Malaysians probably did not even know about the controversy as it was ignored by major dailies, but it did make its way around the world. 

From the United States to Down Under, the call by the National Union of Malaysian Muslim Students to ban Gwen Stefani’s concert in Kuala Lumpur on Aug 21 was given coverage. 

The student group claiming to have 10,000 members achieved notoriety with a statement by its vice-president Abdul Muntaqim who purportedly said that the singer’s performance and attire were not suitable for Malaysian culture. 

He reportedly said “it promotes a certain degree of obscenity and will encourage youths to emulate the Western lifestyle”.  

Union president Mohamed Hilmi Ramli warned that the concert be cancelled, “failing which we will ask the authorities to intervene”. 

Fuyoh! I am not sure whether Abdul Muntaqim and Mohamed Hilmi have watched Stefani’s videos but, seriously, my friend, no MTV fan can agree with you that flat-chested Stefani would fall under the sexy category. 

Like many Malaysians, I am deeply troubled by the perception of these students.  

The American singer, who is a mother of one, does not have an image problem and neither is she a frequent rehabilitation visitor, like Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan. If we look at our own shores, we have Jamal Abdillah. I don’t recall the union pressing for a ban of his shows. 

Yes, we can expect the diva, who has sold over tens of millions of albums worldwide, to kick up a storm with her Harajuku Girls, the four back-up singer-dancers from Japan, but certainly none of us would suffer moral decay, as the paranoid students fear.  

The students are of course entitled to their views although I am surprised that they even deserve a space in that newspaper or that a reporter could have called them up for reaction to spice up the story and create controversy. 

But how we wish that these students would speak up with the same passion against corruption, racism and abuse of power, which their predecessors had done at Universiti Malaya. 

As an undergraduate from 1968 to 1971, Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim was the president of the National Union of Malaysian Muslim Students and his cause then was rural poverty and hunger. It certainly was not pop concerts! 

We have also not seen any statement from them to protest against the cruelty of the Talibans, which Foreign Minister Datuk Seri Syed Hamid Albar has spoken against. Shame on them that they have to pick on a trivial matter like Stefani’s concert. 

This is not the first time. I remember during the 1980s, when I was a student at Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, that these PAS-inclined students demonstrated against the Alleycats’ concert in campus. 

Here was a group of non-Malay singers performing Bahasa Malaysia songs to a packed audience of racially-mixed students and just outside were the demonstrators. Around the same time, another group of students staged a protest against Sheila Majid at Universiti Malaya. 

PAS, for example, used to protest against pop concerts, using the same argument. But even the Kelantan state government has loosened up a bit by allowing concerts by Malay singers, never mind if the audience at these shows are gender segregated. 

Realising the need to win young voters and shed its ultra-conservative image, the party leadership has attempted to take a more moderate view, even acknowledging that entertainment is acceptable.  

Presumably, younger leaders like Datuk Husam Musa and Datuk Kamaruddin Jaafar have managed to re-brand PAS to be more palatable.  

PAS leaders like Kelantan Mentri Besar Datuk Seri Nik Aziz Nik Mat used to argue differently, but for the sake of political expediency, different views are now being put up. 

Still, there are rumblings from certain sections of the party against TV3’s successful Jom Heboh series of concert-trade promotion shows, supposedly because of the free mingling of sexes. It is hardly convincing but there are enough PAS supporters who hold this view.  

Despite the huge publicity given to the student body’s statement by newspapers and websites abroad, including one headlined Malaysia says no to Gwen Stefani show, and an introductory paragraph in Music, a popular American pop music site, that said “Those crazy Malaysians are at it again – citing indecency and provocativeness, the National Union of Malaysian Muslim Students has called Gwen Stefani obscene and offensive,” the fact is that it does not speak for the rest of Malaysians.  

Some of us lucky ones are going to Stadium Putra to party to Stefani’s music and have fun!  

It has taken decades but better late than never – our ministers, their deputies and parliamentary secretaries have been ordered to quit their positions in sports associations with immediate effect. 

The mentris besar and chief ministers have been spared but seriously, there is no basis why these state executives should be excluded. They should just follow suit.  

The mentris besar of Kedah, Selangor and Negri Sembilan readily said they would give up their sports positions but Penang Chief Minister Tan Sri Dr Koh Tsu Koon insisted on staying on as the Football Association of Penang president, claiming “there is still so much to do.” 

Tan Sri, it is an old political cliché. Even the ordinary voters have grown tired of such talk, what more the thousands of football fans who generally feel that our politicians have let them down in the development of sports, especially football.  

Perlis Mentri Besar Datuk Seri Shahidan Kassim, besides being the state football chief, has the reputation of being the busiest administrator as he helms three national bodies – the Malaysian Amateur Athletic Union, the Amateur Swimming Union of Malaysia and the Kabbaddi Association of Malaysia. 

For that matter, even the members of royalty should emulate the Yang di-Pertuan Agong Tuanku Mizan Zainal Abidin who has decided to step down as the chairman of the KL World Endurance (Equestrian) Cup. On July 15, the Tengku Mahkota of Pahang, Tengku Abdullah Sultan Ahmad Shah, resigned as deputy president of the Football Association of Malaysia.  

From politicians to royalty, many have served in the top positions of the various sports associations for years. Despite clinging on to these posts, the standards of the sports that they claimed to be committed to have certainly not improved, if not, worsened. 

The management of the various state teams, to put it mildly, is in a shambles. Players regularly complain that they have not been paid while there is fierce politicking for posts in these associations. 

One reason why politicians began to appear in the sports scene was that they realised that sports had a big impact on Malaysians. There is a huge following, particularly in football, and the high profile clearly appealed to politicians, who thrive on publicity.  

At the international level, sports officials are courted and given the red carpet welcome, whenever there is a bid to host a particular international event such as the Olympics and the World Cup. The lobbying is fierce, as the economic benefits to the host cities are tremendous and these officials know their votes matter. 

Reports of allegations of corruption in the Federation of International Football and the International Olympic Council have long been documented. 

We are not suggesting that our sports officials are corrupt. In fact, politicians have been roped in to help sports associations financially. Their political clout certainly helped secure sponsorships. 

Getting training grounds, including state stadiums, is also made easier when someone with the political muscle calls.  

It is not something new. The late Datuk Harun Idris, the former Selangor Mentri Besar, was actively involved in football and helped produced legendary Malaysian players like Mokhtar Dahari, Santokh Singh and R. Arumugam. As MB from 1964 to 1976, he was also the Selangor Football Association president. 

The colourful Umno strongman got his players jobs, and sometimes, lorry permits.  

But it is doubtful whether politicians these days have the skill, the time and the patience to do an effective job in sports associations. If they really feel strongly about helping these sports bodies, there is nothing to stop them from being advisers on an unofficial basis.  

So who will fill the vacuum left by them? There is no reason why retired sportsmen and sportswomen cannot hold such positions. They have the experience and technical expertise.  

They may not have the political skills sometimes required to steer their associations through choppy waters but given the support, these retired sports persons can also develop these qualities. 

There is also nothing to stop corporate figures, top policemen and civil servants from heading sports associations. With their networking, they, too, can help build their sports teams.  

The problem is that if you are a Cabinet minister, mentri besar, chief minister or a member of royalty, our culture is such that there would be a reluctance to openly let them know their failures. 

Malaysians have a reverence for people in authority, especially royalty, and for government servants, they would even be less willing to speak up against their superiors. .  

It is certainly a big step towards the development of sports in Malaysia. For those who still do not understand, the writing is on the wall.  

IT WAS a loaded statement by Inspector General of Police Tan Sri Musa Hassan – that he was framed by his own men resulting in him being investigated by the Anti-Corruption Agency. 

Certain parties within the police force, the country’s top cop said, had fixed him and he warned his colleagues not to abuse their powers. 

On the same day Musa made his remarks to a newspaper, two packages containing 12-gauge shotgun cartridges were found, addressed to him. 

The parcels, which also contained a threatening note, were discovered by workers at the Bintulu post office.  

Coincidentally, it was in this Sarawak town that he recently ordered operations against gangs in the area. 

That was not all. Musa also found corruption allegations against him on the Internet through the postings of bloggers, particularly Malaysia Today’s Raja Petra Kamaruddin. 

There is a strong suspicion that powerful figures are involved and those familiar with the functions of the force have followed closely its developments, if not, with some concerns that there is disunity within the top brass of the force. 

The IGP’s feud with Deputy Internal Security Minister Datuk Johari Baharum is well publicised and, until today, conflicting statements continue to come out from both sides. 

Within the force, there is discontent over the transfer of certain senior officials, the result of Musa's fight against corruption.  

The sentiment is that Musa has been overzealous in his task while others said it would be impossible for him to make radical changes overnight, especially when certain problems are entrenched. 

Since he took over as IGP, he has made it compulsory for all policemen to declare their assets every six months. The lifestyles of his officers have also come under his scrutiny. If they were to buy or sell property, Musa has ordered them to update their records and declare them. 

He has also made his mobile phone numbers known to most members of the force, even constables, to keep him updated on the feelings of the rank and file. 

Musa has also been credited with giving non-Malays and women a bigger role in the police leadership. 

His appointments include Commissioner Datuk Christopher Wan (CID director), Deputy Commissioner Datuk Koh Hong Sun (Penang CPO), SAC I Datuk Wee Beng Ghee (deputy narcotics director), SAC I Datuk Robiah Abdul Gani (Pahang deputy CPO), SAC I Zubaidah Md Ismail (deputy director of logistics) and SAC II A. Thaivegan (head of management, Sarawak). 

But some of his quick-fix solutions, said to be not well received, has hurt him as well as affected the morale of the force.  

Strongly-worded letters, it is said, have been sent to him by his senior colleagues. 

At the same time, there is a public outcry at the number of high-profile crimes nationwide, especially in Johor Baru.  

The police have produced figures to rebut claims of increasing crime rates but these statistics mean nothing to ordinary Malaysians who feel the force have not done their job effectively. 

In short, Musa’s hands are full as he takes his battle on all fronts. From fighting criminals to saboteurs within the force, Musa’s job has become harder. 

The IGP’s seat has always been a hot one, but while Musa has plenty of detractors the lanky policeman also has many backers who support what he is doing. 

To many top political leaders and the media, he is regarded as a clean policeman. A clean policeman, if that is the perception, would surely have a difficult job to handle because mud, whether real or imaginary, would be hurled at him. It would also be difficult to find a man like Musa, especially when powerful forces would want to see him out. 

From gaining the respect of his men to the company that he keeps, Musa must understand that he needs to be above board. He must be sensitive to what people say, in fact. 

It is important to note that his tenure has been extended by the Prime Minister, which is a clear endorsement by Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi.  

Talk that the Prime Minister’s recommendation was rejected by the Council of Rulers was pure humbug as the matter was never discussed at all. After all, the Rulers know that is the prerogative of the Executive. 

Last week, Abdullah said he wanted to put a stop to comments about graft claims on Musa and former Anti-Corruption Agency chief Datuk Seri Zulkipli Mat Noor as they have been cleared of allegations of corruption and criminal misconduct or abuse of power. 

Musa stays in a single-storey house in Petaling Jaya and is not known for any extravagance but even with his squeaky-clean image, as the top policeman, he has come under scrutiny by his men and politicians, and the public at large.  

He has to accept the fact that in any organisation, whether private or public, there would always be resentment, jealousy and envy.  

That comes along with the perks, Tan Sri.