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Bank says the guard involved was employed by a third-party provider but stresses that no individual deserves to be treated in such a manner.
KUALA LUMPUR, Nov 28, 2025: While the National Registration Department (NRD) and the so-called Madani Unity Government (UG) have no qualms shaming Malaysia internationally over the cheating Football Association of Malaysia (FAM) officials, the ordinary and man-in-street are also following suit.
The viral video clip of a homeless/vagrant being kicked and hosed down with water by a security guard and a cobbler outside the Taman Maluri Ambank Branch is now making international news.
Before things get out of hand or worsen Malaysia as a humane nation, the authorities are urged to take appropriate action against the culprits, especially the FAM cheats.
Can't the police charge the culprits outside Ambank with assault? The video clearly shows that!
If not, Malaysia Tak Tahu Malu (Malaysia Knows No Shame) would soon become the country’s new tagline to the rest of the world!
No News Is Bad News reproduces below a news report that shames Malaysians:
Malaysia Sends RM200 Million Overseas While Its Own People Get Kicked and Hosed Like Dogs Outside a Bank
28 November, 2025
In a world where viral videos often expose the darkest sides of humanity, one recent clip from Taman Maluri in Cheras, Malaysia, left many of us reeling. It showed a homeless man named Safiudween being brutally mistreated outside AmBank—splashed with water by a security guard and kicked by another man, who even tossed his meager belongings aside like trash.
Safiudween, in his late 30s and recently jobless after working as a waiter, was left humiliated, exhausted, and utterly alone on the streets. But amid this cruelty, a beacon of hope emerged in the form of Tony Lian, fondly known as Uncle Tony, the founder of the NGO Food4U.
Uncle Tony, a pensioner in his 70s who runs weekly feeding programs for the homeless and operates two small shelters, couldn’t stand idly by after seeing the video.
Horrified by the degrading treatment, he exclaimed, “You cannot treat another human being that way. Where is the compassion?” Driven by genuine empathy, he set out on foot, combing the shops and corners of Taman Maluri until he found Safiudween lying drained near another bank, about 600 meters away.
“I offered him a place to stay, and he started to cry,” Uncle Tony recalled.
Safiudween, who kept repeating, “I am hungry, I am tired, I have no home,” was immediately taken to one of Food4U’s shelters.
There, he received food, new clothes, a bed, and the care he desperately needed. Uncle Tony even plans to help him find a job once he’s back on his feet, emphasizing, “He needs to be treated with dignity.”
AmBank issued an apology, clarifying that the guard was from an external security company, and the kicker was a frustrated cobbler. But apologies don’t erase the trauma or address the deeper rot in our society. Thanks to Uncle Tony’s swift action, Safiudween is now protected, fed, and no longer isolated. This story isn’t just about one man’s rescue—it’s a stark reminder of what true humanity looks like in a country that too often fails its most vulnerable.
But apologies don’t erase the trauma or address the deeper rot in our society. And let’s talk about the hypocrisy here: The Group Managing Director of AMMB Holdings Berhad (AmBank Group’s parent company) rakes in approximately RM9.20 million in annual compensation alone.
The board of directors’ remuneration for FY2024 totaled RM1.85 million in fees, including a bumped-up Chairman’s fee of RM250,000 and allowances for committee work. And yet, you can’t even treat a homeless Malaysian man sleeping outside your bank with basic decency?
With that kind of money sloshing around in executive pay and board perks, surely there was room for a simple act of kindness—like a meal, a blanket, or even just leaving him alone—instead of hosing him down like vermin? This isn’t just a slip-up; it’s a glaring failure of corporate compassion from a bank that profits off the very community it’s meant to serve.
Yet, this incident begs painful questions about us as Malaysians. How can we preach about religion every day—filling mosques, temples, and churches with prayers and donations—when basic humanity is absent in our streets? What’s the point of daily prayers, tithing to religious institutions, and boasting about our piety if, when the opportunity arises to do good, we turn cruel instead?
What’s the point of five-times-a-day solat, donating to tabung masjid and madrasah, flexing how much zakat we pay, if the moment a fellow human is lying helpless in front of us, we choose cruelty over kindness?
Kicking a defenseless man and hosing him down like an animal? That’s not just a lapse; it’s a betrayal of every value we claim to hold dear.
We endlessly discuss “isu kemanusiaan” (humanitarian issues) and sympathy, donating hundreds of millions overseas to causes that tug at our heartstrings. But what about our own Malaysians suffering right here? Homeless, jobless, and mistreated in broad daylight—yet we look away. What’s the point of striving to be international heroes, projecting an image of compassion abroad, when our own people don’t even have a safe place to lay their heads?
We love to shout about “faktor kemanusian” from every pulpit and podium. We cry on live television when disaster strikes overseas. We open WhatsApp groups, launch crowdfunding campaigns, and proudly announce “Malaysia menghantar bantuan berjuta-juta ringgit”
Hundreds of millions collected and sent abroad within days — Alhamdulillah, that is good. But where is that same urgency, that same loud “kemanusian” when our own Malaysian is sleeping on five-foot ways, being kicked and hosed like a stray dog?
Selective kemanusian bukan kemanusian. Ia dipanggil munafik.
Ada pepatah Melayu yang tepat sekali: “Anak kera di hutan disusui, anak sendiri di rumah kebuluran.” We breastfeed the monkey’s child in the jungle, but let our own child starve at home.
This is the ugly truth: selective compassion, selective bias, pure hypocrisy.
Safiudween didn’t need millions. He didn’t need a chartered plane or a convoy of lorries. He only needed a plate of rice, a clean shirt, and a safe corner to sleep — things that cost less than one fancy buka puasa donation dinner we love to show off on Instagram.
When our own rakyat is suffering in plain sight, where did all that loud “kemanusian” disappear to? Why is the empathy switch suddenly turned off the moment the victim is a local homeless man instead of a viral tragedy 5,000 kilometres away?
We donate millions overseas because it feels noble, it trends, it gets likes, it makes us look pious and progressive on the world stage. But helping the uncle sleeping outside the surau near our house? That one doesn’t come with a banner, a tax exemption certificate, or a photo-op with VIPs — so we walk past, we film and laugh, or worse, we kick and hose him.
And let’s talk about the politics of it all. There are over 10 Indian political parties in Malaysia, plus another 10 or more multiracial ones led by Indian figures, all claiming to “fight for the community.” Yet, not a single one stepped up for this homeless Indian man. What a shame. Where were these leaders when Safiudween needed them? Nowhere to be found.
Instead, it was a Chinese man—Uncle Tony, with no political power, no spotlight, no hidden agenda—who showed real humanity. Respect to him. Our so-called leaders should feel embarrassed. Stop posing for photos at events, stop delivering empty speeches about unity, and start doing the real work your people desperately need.
Even our Prime Minister, who loves to shout “Anak Melayu, Anak Cina, Anak India” during election season to rally votes, is silent now. Where is he when his “anak-anak” are suffering on the streets? What’s the point of this endless competition to outshine each other on who is more holy, more “halal,” or more devout, when it all rings hollow without “perikemanusiaan” (humanity)?
Before we rush to donate the next RM200 million overseas and call ourselves heroes, maybe; just maybe; we should first make sure not a single Malaysian is treated worse than an animal on our own soil.
Because selective kemanusian is not kemanusian. It’s called munafik.
This isn’t just about one homeless man; it’s a wake-up call for all of us. Uncle Tony’s act of kindness proves that change starts with individuals, not institutions. Let’s honor that by demanding better—from our society, our leaders, and ourselves. If we don’t, stories like Safiudween’s will keep repeating, and our claims of compassion will remain nothing but empty words.
Uncle Tony — a 70-year-old Chinese man with no political party, no millions, no agenda — walked the streets himself and gave Safiudween exactly what our entire nation’s “kemanusian” noise failed to deliver: dignity, food, and shelter.
Let that sink in.
Before we pat ourselves on the back for the next overseas donation, maybe we should first make sure not a single Malaysian is treated worse than an animal on our own soil.
Because charity that skips your own doorstep isn’t charity — it’s just a performance. And Malaysia has had enough of performances.
“Uncle Tony” refers to Tony Lian, the founder of Food4U, a charitable initiative in Kuala Lumpur that provides food and necessities to the city’s homelessness
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