Dear Tan Sri,
I read with interest today your call for the Government of Malaysia (GoM) to split the country’s education portfolio into two. According to you, we need two Education Ministries, not one, as equal emphasis cannot be given to such diverse topics as black shoes and information and communications technology (ICT).
I support you on this.
However, I honestly think that it’s best you quit poking your nose into the business of government ministries and focus instead on clearing your own name. At the end of the day, you’re nothing but a leapfrog that hopped from one political platform onto another simply because the other platform had a Mamak frog with millions upon millions to offer you. Sue me if you dare, and let’s meet in court so that I can tell the judge how much you were paid to join PPBM.
Anyway, that’s not what this letter is about.
This letter is about the filth you littered the Ministry of International Trade and Industry (MITI) with over the 21-year period you helmed it. I think it’s best that you clear some of that filth which rubbed on to your name, as not only were you known as the “AP Queen,” you were among the most corrupt of ministers back in the day and raked in much much more than what your new overlords are now accusing the 1MDB board of siphoning.
Yes, every little bit I know about you reeks a stench so sordid, it stinks right up to the high heavens. As it is, you have yet to respond to claims I made regarding the AP-for-cash scheme you contrived in the late eighties, a scheme that earned you billions upon billions of dollars over a span of three decades. Even Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad spoke about it in 2005 and asked the then Abdullah administration to expose the scandal.
Back then, it was estimated that you raked in a whopping RM60 billion in dirty money and parked a bulk of it in offshore accounts. That’s roughly RM80 billion by today’s worth, discounting, of course, the money you made in the years that followed through agreements with existing AP holders. Many of these holders were your partners in crime then and are still dealing with you to this day.
Your ministry was split into two – some officers were complicit with you in concealing your crimes while others were concerned with your under-the-counter deals. Those who were concerned were too afraid to approach you. On the 9thof March 2018, I wrote a letter to you that read:
A well-placed source confided in me that between the years 1987 and 2008, 156 out of 254 companies lost their APs due to abuse in the process. I am told, the abuse added thousands upon thousands of dollars to the retail cost of imported cars, meaning, someone somewhere made a helluva lot of money he or she wasn’t supposed to make. Tell me, was that person you?
Remember, we’re talking abuse that came at the cost of the Malaysian taxpayer. The abuse allowed “crony-importers” to earn billions a year just from selling these APs and a further two to three billion per crony assuming they used those permits to import luxury cars themselves. Every Tom, Dick and Harry knows the shxt that took place in the Ministry of International Trade and Industry (MITI) between the years 1987 and 2008. Seriously, who do you think you’re trying to kid here?
I can tell you with a hundred percent certainty that you’re among reasons Malaysians were made to pay exorbitant prices for some imported cars between the years 1987 and 2008. And we’re talking prices that were leaps and bounds what they should have been owing to the cut you received from each sale. Question is, are the AP holders still greasing your palms? Have you repented, or should I lodge a report with the MACC to seek investigations into your filthy scandal?
But don’t bother to reply.
A reply from you would be worth nothing to me as I’ve completely lost faith in your ability to repent. I’d rather sit down and watch an episode of Happy Days than to listen to the ramblings of some mad woman. Watching Happy Days tends to soothe my soul while watching your press conferences makes me wish the earth beneath me would crack open and swallow me whole.
You’re an absolute waste of my limited time here on earth.