Raja Petra Kamarudin, the editor of Malaysia Today, had his home visited by the police on May 2, had his computers seized, and then had to present himself at the police headquarters at Bukit Aman in Kuala Lumpur to make a statement. One of the nation's top bloggers, Raja Petra is being investigated after posting an article implicating the deputy premier and his wife in the murder of Mongolian model Altantuya. After more than two hours, no statement was recorded. This is Raja Petra's account of his visit to Peace Hill (Bukit Aman).

 

Sorry for not writing earlier. I know many of you must be anxiously waiting to hear what I have to say about May 2's episode at Bukit Aman (Peace Hill). You know, of course, I no longer possess any computers and I don't dare buy a new one lest they again come to my house and confiscate that one as well. So expect some delay between articles until I get back my computers.

They have already confiscated my computers three times since 2001 and although they are eventually returned many, many months later, the computers are all screwed up and can't be used any longer.

What the hell do they do with these computers anyway?...

Since we are now on the subject of Malaysia's Sedition Act, yesterday (May 2) was my fourth visit to the powers-that-be to answer to a charge of sedition. The first time was in March 2001, again in late 2004 with regard to my article on the Yam Tuan Besar of Negeri Sembilan, the third time last year after Muhammad son of Muhammad made that police report against me, and yesterday, with regard to my article on the murder of Altantuya. Earlier they had come to my house to confiscate my computers.

The police officer told me that a police report had been made against me but when I asked to see a copy of the police report they could not produce it. The police officer walked around the room pondering what to do and then sat down again and said he does not know where the police report is. In fact, he had never even seen it.

I then told the police officer that I too had made a police report against the CID Director, Bakri Zinin, after he assaulted me in March 2001. What happened to that police report, I asked him, and why was nothing done about it?

The police officer told me that a police report had been made against me but when I asked to see a copy of the police report they could not produce it.

He replied that he does not know anything about that police report and I told him that we are not going to discuss this new police report made against me until we first settle the matter of the police report that I made in March 2001. That was seven years ago, I said, and nothing has been done about it. I do not wish to talk about a police report made against me just a few days ago.

I then asked under what section is my statement going to be taken. Is it under Section 112? When the police officer replied 'yes', I then asked him whether he was going to read me my rights under this cautioned statement? Before he could reply I replied, "Never mind. Let me teach you some law. Let me tell you the terms and conditions of Section 112." By then my lawyer, YB William Leong, looked rather lost. He had absolutely no idea where this whole thing was leading to.

"Under Section 112, I must reply to all questions, right?" The police officer nodded and I shot back with, "Well, I refuse to make any statement." He gave me a blank look so I repeated, "I am not going to make a statement. I refuse to make a statement."

I saw the police officer's mouth open as if he wanted to say something but the words just seemed to elude him. "Look," I said, "Under Section 112, I can't refuse to make a statement. If I do then you have to arrest me. So arrest me now."

By now he was completely disoriented and did not know how to react. "No, we are not like that," he said. "We don't want to arrest you. We just want to record your statement."

"Well, I refuse to give my statement so it is now your duty to arrest me. That is your job. If you don't arrest me your boss will f*** you. So arrest me now." I held out my arms so that he could cuff them.

"Under Section 112, I can't refuse to make a statement. If I do then you have to arrest me. So arrest me now... Well, I refuse to give my statement..."

The police officer gave a very nervous laugh and looked at YB William with a 'please help me out' look on his face. YB William shrugged his shoulders and pointed to me in a 'that is between you and him, I am not involved' gesture.

"You are not giving me any alternative," lamented the police officer.

"Hey, don't say that. I am giving you an alternative. We can either both walk out of here and I will buy you a beer or you can throw me in the lockup. This is Friday evening so I will not be brought before a magistrate until Monday morning. That means you have me for two whole nights."

"I don't drink," the police officer replied.

"What? You don't smoke and don't drink? What's become of the Malaysian police force? It has certainly gone downhill from the old days. What sins do you have anyway? You must have at least one."

"I think his sin must be that other one," YB William butted in with a twinkle in his eyes, the first sound he had made in all that time.

"No, no, that one also no," the police officer quickly clarified lest he receive an invitation to adjourn to Jalan Alor for some merriment.

In a short while another three police officers joined us and we went through the entire process again for the next two hours. Eventually they had no choice but to let me walk out of Bukit Aman without recording my statement.

"Look," I said. "You either arrest me or else in five minutes I am going to stand up and walk out of here. Once I walk out of here I do not want to see your face again. I tak mahu tengok muka you lagi. Either arrest me or leave me alone for the rest of my life. Don't disturb me anymore. And if you come to my house again I will refuse to open the door. You will have to shoot the door down to get into my house."

"No lah. Don't talk like that. I just have to take your statement, that's all, or else my boss will screw me."

"Okay, I don't want your boss to f*** you. You look like a nice guy and we Raja must support each other (yes, the police officer was an Indian named Raja). So I will give you five minutes to go talk to your boss to ask him what you should do while I go smoke a cigarette. In five minutes I am out of here and you will never see me again."

Raja put me in the 'smoking' area of the office while he went to see his boss. In a short while another three police officers joined us and we went through the entire process again for the next two hours. Eventually they had no choice but to let me walk out of Bukit Aman without recording my statement.

Rest assured, though, this is not the end yet. They will be coming back for round two so we shall have to see what round two is going to be before we decide what is going to happen. The bottom line is, either they get off my back or they throw me in jail and throw away the key. I could not be bothered one bit what it is going to be. I am prepared for the worst. My objective is plain and simple. Altantuya's murderers are going to be sent to hell. And I don't mind going to hell myself to see this happen.

Good night, Bukit Aman, wherever you are.

Signing off, Raja Petra, now operating from a cyber café... sigh.

Note: The above article was posted on www.malaysia-today.net (Your source of independent news). Raja Petra Kamarudin started the Malaysia Today website and his blog to facilitate open discussion on Malaysia's political and social scenes. A relative of a former Malaysian King from Selangor and known for his hard-hitting commentaries, which are often infused with humour, Raja Petra is also the author of When Time Stood Still and From Prince To Prisoner.

Other articles by Raja Petra:

Umno's Really Losing The Plot
Running Dog Running Scared
Magic, Sheer Magic
Ku Li or Anwar? The Race Is On
The Countdown Begins
Between Reality And Perception
The Aftermath Of The 'Bloodbath'
Why We Are Voting Tomorrow
Guarding An Empty Field







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May 6, 2008
 

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