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If you go to Malacca, I strongly recommend the Museum of Beauty at
the People's Museum. It addresses the concept of beauty in tribal
cultures around the world, from antiquity to modern times. A plaque
reads, “Enduring beauty has a dual meaning: on the one hand, beauty
is lasting and permanent. But it also refers to pain and suffering.
Paradoxically, beauty is not enduring; it fades, and concepts
change. This exhibit covers prehistoric times to the present, in
nearly every country on Earth.” In the foot-binding display, you
learn precisely how to wrap a foot, how to bathe it every other day
and rebind it. Women with bound feet were totally dependent on
servants and their husbands. What appeared to be a tiny foot was
really the big toe, with the rest of the foot hidden and the arches
folded so that the ball of the foot touched the heel. This practice
existed in many countries in Southeast Asia.
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Chinese Temple Interior in Melaka, (Art Segal) |
Other forms of bodily enhancement are exhibited, such as
scarification, dental mutilation and tattooing—not merely partial
tattooing, but full-body tattooing, which is so dangerous and
painful that some died from infections. One exhibit focuses on the
“giraffe women” of Myanmar who, when shown x-rays of their upper
bodies, could not believe their eyes. A full set of twelve brass
rings weighs up to eighty pounds, and a giraffe woman’s shoulders
and ribs are pressed down like branches of a pine tree. Rings are
also worn on the ankles and wrists. The process begins at age five,
with the ceremonial installation of the first ring. Through the
girl’s teens, rings are gradually added. Punishment for an
adulterous woman consists of removal of her neck rings, because she
must then hold her head in her hands, or if her husband permits,
wear a brace. Giraffe women need special pillows at night. In the
adjoining room you can learn about Susuk, the hidden charm needles
inserted by bomohs—medicine men. Since this practice is forbidden by
Islam as a "mystic art," most wearers deny knowledge of it—but
Malaysian dentists have found them in X-rays. The Museum of Beauty,
in my view, is not about beauty but subjugation of women around the
world. For relief, walk upstairs to the Kite Museum, and let your
spirit soar on flights of fancy. Warning: there is no air
conditioning in the People's Museum, and no bathrooms—the nearest
are located at the A&W fast food restaurant across the courtyard.
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Sidewalk fish sellers in Hong Kong, (Art Segal) |
In Malacca, a young Swedish woman invited me for a swim at the city
pool. She told the attendant, "I only have a bikini. It that OK?"
"Yes." He asked if I had a swimsuit. Yes, I did. I changed and
entered the pool area, upon which a man approached and said, "Sir,
you cannot stay without a bathing suit." My trunks were
loose-fitting. I said, "This is a bathing suit." "Sir, you must obey
the rules.” I asked where I could get an acceptable pair. One of the
guards rented to me a tight-fitting black suit, very worn with holes
but clean, for RM2 (about thirty cents, U.S.). Women, who must cover
their heads outside at all times, can display their bodies at the
public pool, and tiny V-shaped suits are acceptable for men. I also
received a swimming lesson when the guard noticed that I was not
lifting my left arm. He added, "Most Americans are fit! You need to
work out—lift weights!”
At The Equator, Malacca's five-star hotel, a server asked me if
Washington State is near Chicago or Las Vegas. I've often been
surprised by ignorance of American geography. An Australian woman
didn't know where New Jersey was. "Why would you expect an
Australian to know that?" she asked. "Before you came here, did you
know where Adelaide or Brisbane are? Did you know that Tasmania
belonged to Australia? Nope! I used to think that Kuala Lumpur was
south of Singapore, that Malacca is part of Spain, and that Sarawak
is in Indonesia. (It's on the island of Borneo, shared by three
countries.) I had never heard of Sabah, one of Malaysia's most
popular resorts. Malaysia, the poorest of the countries I visited,
posed the greatest challenge to my assumptions. I will return, with
open eyes and mind.
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