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Malaysians politically suckered for more than 20 years
KUALA LUMPUR, May 29, 2025: Reformasi (Reformation) PKR is now Reformati (Dead Reformation) PKR, and it’s no thanks to party president Anwar Ibrahim.
Malaysians have been politicakky suckered by Anwar.To Anwar, getting rid of reformists from PKR’s central leadership is Reformasi.
Not fulfilling his election promises of reforms for rakyat dan negara (people and country) is Anwar’s skewered Reformasi.
In short, the “Abim and Umno DNAS” in Anwar is too overwhelming for him to discard the politiucs of nepotism/cronyism and patronage ala Umno-style.
No News Is Bad News reproduces below a posting found on Facebook titled RAFIZI RESIGNS. NIK NAZMI FOLLOWS; THE BIG QUESTION: WHAT IS THE EFFECT ON ALL OF US?
Well said
Hisham Badrul Hashim Spice is 
feeling amused.
RAFIZI RESIGNS. NIK NAZMI FOLLOWS.
: THE BIG QUESTION: WHAT IS THE EFFECT ON ALL OF US?
A Musing in the Spirit of Growing Up Eating Nasi Kandar While Contemplating the Melancholy of Political Theatre
There I was.
Sitting on my kitchen floor.
It was 3:27 in the afternoon. The kettle had boiled but I hadn’t made the tea.
Outside, a cat was licking its tail like it had just read a resignation letter and couldn’t be bothered anymore.
And that’s when the news broke.
Rafizi out.
Nik Nazmi out.
The rest of us?
Still in. Trapped in the Netflix loop of Malaysian politics. Press play. Watch the plot twist. Fall asleep halfway.
To those pretending to be shocked, please—do us all a favour.
Unclench your jaw.
This was more expected than a Selangor thunderstorm in December.
Rafizi Ramli, or Raf of MCKK C94, the whiz-kid of numbers, the man who once turned data into drama.
Nik Nazmi, or Budu of MCKK C99, the golden boy of progressive thought, who looks like he meditates to Coldplay and reads Al-Ghazali with scented candles.
And now?
Gone.
Like your diet resolutions by the second week of January.
But here’s the kicker: they actually resigned.
Let that sink in.
Because in Malaysia, resigning after losing is as rare as a functioning escalator in a government building.
I know what you’re thinking.
“But why, with an unhealthy fixation on symbolism and curry puffs… so why should we care?”
Because this isn’t about two guys walking offstage.
It’s about what’s left behind.
You see, when thinkers resign, what you’re left with is not just a vacuum.
You’re left with a karaoke machine full of out-of-tune singers fighting over the mic.
Let’s be honest.
The country didn’t just lose two politicians.
It lost two young bright Malay College boys who, for all their quirks and ideological graph-charts, had one thing the others lack:
Shame.
The kind of shame that whispers, “Hey, you lost. Leave.”
Compare that to your usual political dinosaurs who lose elections, credibility, and half their voter base—but still cling to their chairs like they’re made of gold and lemang.
And now everyone’s whispering the same thing in kopitiams across Bangi, Bagan Datuk, and Bukit Tunku:
“So… what happens now?”
Ah yes.
The Political Lethargy.
I felt it last night while eating Maggi Kari.
That hollow, listless hum in the air.
Like an orchestra warming up with no conductor in sight.
The violins screech.
The trumpets don’t even try.
Because when Rafizi took his long leave in 2021, the campaign trail went cold.
No memes.
No data dives.
No cheeky one-liners on Twitter that made you feel slightly smarter for knowing him.
Now?
It’s déjà vu with extra yawns.
The generals are silent.
The foot soldiers are confused.
And somewhere in Putrajaya, a Senior Political Secretary is adjusting his tie, wondering if it’s even worth it anymore.
But let’s not pretend it’s just about personalities.
The machinery, the narrative, the pulse of the movement—
it’s all running on auto-pilot and expired Milo ais.
And yet, someone will still say:
“It’s okay, bro. We still have a team.”
A team?
A team of what?
Glorified LinkedIn profiles?
Conference room philosophers?
People who think a press release is policy and a slogan is strategy?
No.
You don’t have a team.
You have a WhatsApp group that hasn’t replied since Merdeka.
So what now?
What is the effect on all of us?
Let me answer with brutal clarity:
• You will get the same reheated manifestos.
• You will see more clueless MPs discussing TikTok bans instead of climate policy.
• You will hear more about “optics” than outcomes.
And in the quiet corners of kampung houses, in pasar tani stalls and KL traffic jams, you’ll feel the one thing a government should never allow its people to feel:
Disillusionment.
So here’s my toast, raised not with wine but with lukewarm teh tarik:
To Rafizi and Nik Nazmi,
For walking away when others wouldn’t even crawl.
For showing that reform is not a campaign word, but a character test.
And for reminding us all that sometimes,
leaving is the most honorable thing one can do—especially when staying means compromising who you are.
So much for Reformasi, indeed.
But perhaps, if we’re lucky,
so much more yet to come—
from the shadows of those who still remember why it began.
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