The night one candle proved to be one too many for the men in blue!

Posted on May 9, 2008

34


Photo courtesy of the Fisherman’s Wharf

_____________________________

I had said I would light a candle in Dataran last night and I was determined that I would, even if mine was the only one.

Jaya, who joined me, albeit without a candle, has sent in his account of what took place, leading up to my arrest / harrass. Let me give you his take first.

_____________________________

I was at Dataran Merdeka at 8.05 pm to attend the Candle Light Vigil for Raja Petra. My friend Haris Ibrahim arrived carrying a lit candle at about 8.10pm and we sat down to chat.

At about 8.25 pm, five Police officers approached us. The ‘exchange of words’ to the best of my recollection is as follows:

Officer [O]: In a rude and arrogant manner asks Haris, “Who are you? What are you doing here?”

Haris: [HI]: “I am a citizen. I am just holding a candle.”

O: “Why? You are not supposed to be here. This is a ‘safe’ [sic] place. Put of the candle and go away.”

HI: In a polite tone says, “Sir, what is wrong? I am just holding a candle.”

O: “No. Cannot! Put of the candle and move away.”

HI: “Sir, May I ask what is the offence?”

O: “No. You go away, otherwise I will take action.”

HI: “Why? I am just holding a candle.”

O: “You cannot be here!”

HI: “Sir, can you please explain why I cannot be here?”

O: “Cannot!”

O: The Officer then abruptly instructs his subordinates, “Ambil dia pergi ke Balai.”

[Observation]: Throughout this ‘bizarre conversation’ Haris was polite and surprisingly deferential. The Officer was rude and arrogant in his demeanour.

The police personnel then escort Haris, still holding his lit candle, to the main road.

I, the witness was left standing, pondering the future of this nation where the authorities deem it wrong for citizens to assemble in peace at ‘Independence Square’ for a cause!

________________________________

The officer that Jaya speaks of is ACP Zulkarnain.

After I was escorted off Dataran Merdeka onto Jalan Raja, another officer who I was later told was one Sidney Jeremy ( assume the spelling is correct ) approached me and blew out my candle. I enquired if I was under arrest. He replied ‘Yes’ and directed me to enter a patrol car. I inquired as to where I would be taken and he informed me that I would be taken to the Tun H.S. Lee station.

Given the confirmation that I was under arrest, I complied with his direction, first passing the car keys and information as to my intended destination to Wilson Yew, who was the man behind the MyBlog-TV camera last night.

Managed to get one call to my sister to say I had been arrested before my phone was taken away from me on the orders of Sidney.

When we reached the police station, whilst awaiting their ‘processing’ me, I informed the officer who had accompanied me in the patrol car that I suffered a medical condition, ‘nicotinitis’, and that if I did not have my regular medication, I might become difficult. Turned out he, too, suffered the same debilitating condition so we both stepped outside the station to take our ‘medication’.

Back inside soon after, the same officer sat me down to get some background info. Name address, occupation, blah, blah, blah.

Until we got to this question, at which time, Edmond Bon had walked in.

O : Tempat mana Encik pergi untuk relaks?

H : Rumah

O : Maksud saya tempat pergi kalau nak lepas tension atau stress?

H : Rumah

O : Maksud saya tempat encik pergi untuk meluangkan masa untuk hobi yang paling di gemari encik. Contoh macam kalau nak pergi pancing ikan ke…

H : Kalau nak pancing ikan, saya pancing kat rumah

O : Jadi saya tulis pancing ikan hobi paling kegemaran encik?

H : Pancing bukan hobi paling kegemaran saya. Macam2 kegemaran saya. Baca, musik

At this juncture, I think Edmund figured he wasn’t about to waste his precious evening on this mindless exchange.

Was I under arrest, Edmund asked.

‘Belum lagi’, was the reply.

I then alerted the officer that Sidney said I was under arrest and that otherwise I would not have got into the patrol car. i then said if I was not I was going to leave the station.

Seemingly confused, he attempted to contact his boss by phone.

Edmund and I stepped out for a nicotinitis fix. The officer joined us, still trying to contact the boss.

Finally, ACP Zulkarnain arrived at the station. As he passed us, he turned and acknowledged me and proceeded to complain about the behaviour of someone at the Dataran Merdeka.

I asked him if he was referring to me.

‘No, you were okay’, he said.

I then told him that I thought he had been unnecessarily rude whilst addressing me at Dataran, and that whilst he may have had a job to do in asking me to disperse, I had every right to inquire as to the basis or the reason that I was not permitted to be in that public place.

You can well imagine that both Zulkarnain and I were unable to arrive at any consensus on this point.

Meanwhile, lawyer Visva also arrived on the scene.

I then inquired if I was under arrest, and informed him that Sidney had earlier said that I was.

The reply.

‘He does not know. I am in charge. No arrest, just harrass’.

Edmund, Visva and I headed off to the Press Club.

By then, it was about 9.30pm.

For another account of last night at Dataran, go HERE

To Edmund, Visva, and everyone who sms’ed alerts of my arrest / harrass as well as those who sms’ed me to check if I was ok, thank you so much for caring.

Posted in: Free the people