{"id":66365,"date":"2015-11-16T12:00:40","date_gmt":"2015-11-16T12:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=66365"},"modified":"2015-11-13T12:51:17","modified_gmt":"2015-11-13T12:51:17","slug":"myanmar-rulers-exit-successfully","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2015\/11\/myanmar-rulers-exit-successfully\/","title":{"rendered":"Myanmar Rulers Exit, Successfully"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully.jpg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-66369\" src=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully.jpg\" alt=\"zarni swe mon poetry Myanmar Rulers Exit, Successfully\" width=\"600\" height=\"319\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully.jpg 720w, https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully-300x160.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully2.jpg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-66370\" src=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully2.jpg\" alt=\"zarni swe mon poetry Myanmar Rulers Exit, Successfully2\" width=\"600\" height=\"471\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully2.jpg 720w, https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/zarni-swe-mon-poetry-Myanmar-Rulers-Exit-Successfully2-300x235.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>People, let me be blunt.<br \/>\nUn-ashamed, the usurpers seem to have stopped their election game,<br \/>\nHaving chosen the moral high ground and leaving the landsliders to be blamed &#8211; for a country lying in ruins.<br \/>\nAfter all, they have in fact raked in everything and vacuumed anything<br \/>\nThat is, everything which is worth anything.<br \/>\nSo, for the Big Bosses, there are no losses to speak of.<br \/>\n&#8220;Let the new game begin,&#8221; they say smuggedly.<\/p>\n<p>Alas, Myanmar now is our barren land.<br \/>\nBut, but &#8230; what&#8217;s left erect in this barren land of ours?<br \/>\nNo more forests, no real people&#8217;s assets.<br \/>\nAll they have left us is People&#8217;s Global Debt.<br \/>\nEmpty-handed or empty-headed,<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s all there is left of us.<\/p>\n<p>Gone are vast quantities of natural gas.<br \/>\nClaiming the proceeds back?<br \/>\nBut there is no recourse yet.<br \/>\nAll has been grabbed.<br \/>\nLand, land, land. &#8230;<br \/>\nVirtually every plot of land, mini, medium, large, mega.<br \/>\nYour land, my land. his land, our land, aunty&#8217;s land, Mommy&#8217;s land.<br \/>\nAll leased, sold, grabbed &#8230;.<br \/>\nForget those winding rivers and longish creeks<br \/>\nCommodified and privatized, they have all been the rulers&#8217; instruments of greed.<\/p>\n<p>City Parks, Virgin Plots. Fertile farms.<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s reclaim them, please.<br \/>\nThere must be a recourse, at least.<br \/>\nAlas, they call themselves &#8220;patriots:<br \/>\n&#8211; the generals, the ex-generals, the cronies, presidential advisers &#8211;<br \/>\nThey all say they are Buddhists, with Gotama on their sleeves.<br \/>\nLook what they have achieved:<br \/>\nUs, the People on the streets<br \/>\nWe are intellectually neutered with many of us morally bankrupt<br \/>\nMilling about, strolling around or simply hanging out<br \/>\nwith nothing positively spiritual in our Karmic accounts.<br \/>\nThe rulers say, &#8220;Hey, none of this is your business. Keep your nose off my business. Eat a meal a day. Be content. And go away.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>They say to themselves, &#8220;let&#8217;s get on with our patiotic loot&#8221;<br \/>\nFor us, We the People,<br \/>\nDo we actually &#8211; and finally &#8211; win through?<br \/>\nTell me, Sirs! What really is left after your treasure chests?<br \/>\nTell me Madam, What really is left after their Grand Theft?<\/p>\n<p>Didn&#8217;t they slaugter our fellow civilians?<br \/>\nWhy did not spare even the robed holly men? The good monks, that is.<br \/>\nRemember Letpadaung? Have we forgotten the white phosperous and firebombed monks?<br \/>\nBrother, protests are bad for the &#8220;Rule of Law&#8221;<br \/>\nThat was what Mommy Suu told us all.<br \/>\nIn international business, we are to trust, she said.<br \/>\nSo, sit back, relax and just accept the generals&#8217; ban on anti-mine-protests.<\/p>\n<p>Here comes the (rulers&#8217;) Grand Strategy<br \/>\nTurning &#8220;democracy&#8221; on its head, that&#8217;s the generals&#8217; war chess.<br \/>\nOthers wage &#8216;war on poverty&#8217; &#8216;war on drugs&#8217;<br \/>\nThey wage &#8220;war on people&#8221;, no matter what faith, race.<br \/>\n&#8220;People Power&#8221; means pitting us all one another.<br \/>\nMedia reforms mean state propaganda, deformed.<br \/>\nBad Monks, Unleashed.<br \/>\nFake Monks are there<br \/>\nTo lead the Buddhist Nation to Hell.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing is out of bound,<br \/>\nBrother, can&#8217;t you see?<br \/>\nOn fire have our neighbors been<br \/>\nAnd towns are burned down by the shaven-heads in gown.<br \/>\nAlas, their killers and arsons are only duty-bound.<br \/>\nPower! Power! Power!<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s the generals&#8217; mantra.<br \/>\nNothing is out of bound.<br \/>\nLet a thousand Rohingya drown.<\/p>\n<p>Were I reborn in the next cycle of life<br \/>\n&#8220;Discipline Flourishing Democracy,&#8221; I would not like.<br \/>\nOh, how I long, you know, how I long<br \/>\nfor our fellow wretched<br \/>\nto be spared of Myanmar&#8217;s Nwa (selfish animal) Presidents<br \/>\nWho radio-addresss us as &#8220;Dear Esteemed Benefactors and Beloved Masses&#8221;<br \/>\nBefore proceeding to screw our collective a-r-s-e-s.<\/p>\n<p>Here is my hearty toast to you all:<br \/>\nYou, You, You. Yes, you Myanmar&#8217;s Wretched<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;In Samsara (in the coming cycle of life)<br \/>\nMay you\/we all be free<br \/>\nFree from these Ruling Thugs and Thieves<br \/>\nTrouble-givers, Looters and Hell-creators<br \/>\nAnd all the perils of being &#8220;the Generals&#8217; Beloved People&#8221;!<br \/>\n___________________________________<\/p>\n<p><em>Mr Swe Moe is a Burmese poet and commentator. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Dr. Maung Zarni <\/em><em>is a Burmese activist blogger<\/em><em>, Associate Fellow at the University of Malaya,<\/em><em> a <\/em><em>member of the <a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/\" >TRANSCEND Network for Peace, Development and Environment<\/a>,<\/em> <em>founder and director of the Free Burma Coalition (1995-2004), a visiting fellow (2011-13) at the Civil Society and Human Security Research Unit, London School of Economics, and<\/em> <em>a nonresident scholar with the Sleuk Rith Institute in Cambodia. <\/em><em>His forthcoming book on Burma will be published by Yale University Press.<\/em> <em>He was educated in the US where he lived and worked for 17 years. Visit his website <a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http:\/\/ww.maungzarni.net\" >http:\/\/ww.maungzarni.net<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Adaptive English translation by Maung Zarni.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>People, let me be blunt.<br \/>\nUn-ashamed, the usurpers seem to have stopped their election game,<br \/>\nHaving chosen the moral high ground and leaving the landsliders to be blamed &#8211; for a country lying in ruins.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-66365","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66365","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=66365"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66365\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=66365"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=66365"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=66365"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}