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Thursday, May 29, 2008

Blame the Victim Syndrome


Met a few friends for lunch yesterday. I was eating through ½ way when one of them interrupted me. The conversation went like this:

Miss X: Hey Woon, I heard you lost your handbag to a snatch thief. How did it happen?
Me: Oh! I was getting into my car. I noticed 2 men on a motorbike behind my car. Suddenly one of them opened my passenger car door and snatched my bag from my shoulder…
Miss X: Why did you not lock your car when you get into it? Me, everytime I go into my car, I lock it without waiting for the automatic locking. Me, I don’t carry a handbag on my shoulder…see… even when I am in the restaurant, the handbag is on my neck. I also do not carry a lot of money…he..he…you know I have only RM30 in my bag now.. You know, you people make yourself so tempting for the snatch thief…

She went on and on…I lost my appetite! Fortunately I had an excuse to leave early.

Why am I held responsible for what happened to me ? Hey…I am the poor traumatised victim, remember?

Why? Why must people hold the victims responsible for what has happened? Why must the victims be derogated? Rape victims are often blamed for their “sexy” attire, a women found murdered in a hotel room was blamed for being of loose morals for having gone to the hotel room with the murderer...so it was a case of “she asked for it”, people who are mugged are often told they should not have taken unnecessary foolish chances.

Can we have more compassion for the victims instead and understand how they feel?

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Some happy memories 15.7.2007


Sister Wan Lan in her splendorous Kebaya nyonya

Zuraida, my Secretary who was with me for 6 years when I was still working in the Government, accompanied by her son

My sister Wan Lan on the extreme left standing with me and my closest friends of several decades (Meilina to my left, Esah sitting left and Norhayati sitting right)

Tan Sri Arshad and Tan Sri Shahrizaila arriving for the reception

Brother-inlaw Ching

Nephew Meng, his girlfriend Jane, Sister Wan Lan and good friend Ivy helping out with guest registration

Offering tea to grandfather Woon Sang Chew, as a mark of love and respect

My good friends Prof Noor Hadjar from UiTM and Hearry from MAS

The entrance to the hall

me in the middle and cousin in law Anita Woon

Fedelia and her best friends, Yin Lee and Amalia, the three pretty flower girls

Daughter Fedelia in a pensive mood

The main Table

The pelamin

Whimsical flower girl niece Sara

Nephew Meng and girlfriend Jane

Good friend Wan Zawiah's daughter Nadia contributing a song

My three children L-R: Second son Farouk, only daughter and youngest Fedelia and elder son Feris