<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:15:41.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers from the heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Ocassional conversations with my heart. 
Never heart-wrenching and heart-breaking. 
Always light-hearted and hearty.
Ever thankful for your heart-felt support.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-2060457779776014917</id><published>2007-04-13T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T04:17:34.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ministerial salaries are going up ... and away</title><content type='html'>This half-hearted Singaporean had refrained from blogging for a while because Singapore's affairs are best discussed by Singaporeans themselves, an old man once said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still holding the red passport and pink IC. But my heart is far away, in some mediocre first world country. Thus, I deem myself not qualified to whine about things around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ordinary Singaporeans whine when they rant about how their income has been dwindling since we reached the Swiss Standard of Living. But, when ministers complained about their lower than the top 8's pay, theirs is an emergency of national proportion. The country will collapse and I will have to work overseas as a maid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't see why MM has to resort to such knuckle-duster antics to get his pay rise. I would have gladly gave to any 83-yr old man begging for an extra dollar on the street. I no longer respect MM but I can still pity him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is one-half singaporean who is happy to give him the pay rise. I hope he lives long enough to enjoy more good years with it. I sincerely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this pay hike saga has fetched quite an international audience. Amazing, isn't it? Many of my foreign friends are taking jibes at me. I told them that in Singapore, we are all one big family; elites, foreign talents and peasants. We also operate like the mafia with everyone paying dues to the Godfather regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we must always look at the positive side of things. Otherwise, we will be accused of engaging in politics of envy. And I thought the ministers sounded like they envied the private sector salaries, to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some positive outcomes of the pay hike: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 There is a lot of learning and information sharing between the government and the people. For example, we did not know that Singaporeans can be paid a salary and a pension while performing the same job. All peasants should start to petition for the Labour chief to include this wonderful feature in our pay packets. Of course, we would still have to ensure that we still have a job at 55. But, nevermind, Mr Lim promised to find jobs for all old people as long as they are willing to work. (Actually, I am wondering what is Mr Lim Boon Heng doing now and whether he deserves the ministerial pay since he is no longer the labour chief).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 A renewed confidence to donate to charities after the NKF saga. Since Mr Durai's curse of the golden tap movie, many are still sceptic of the various charities in Singapore. Singaporeans are also quite tired of those dangerous stunts from these charity events because, well frankly, surviving in Singapore with your meagre income seems more like a dangerous stunt to you now. With our PM's declaration to donate his pay INCREASE to suitable good causes (we hope he means charities lah), people are re-discovering the benefit of donations as a worthy tax deductible item. I am confident many higly paid civil servants will follow in his footpath, as they always do with their masters. There is another strong motivation for the donation. We Chinese believe that we should not keep all our ill-gotten gains. Bad luck and bad karma for a few generations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 We are getting near to being the only world class country in the world. In this round alone, MM had written off 3 countries off the first world list and labelled them mediocre. Now, we don't have to worry about Sweden, Finland and Switzerland. Sure, some years ago, every ministry was sending their officers to these countries to learn about their systems of governance. But it was all to aware ourselves of their mediocre practices so that we do not end up like them. We really don't want to have a NOKIA lah. Our MM is well-known enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 MM, during his recent jiak-hong trip to down under, mentioned the uphill struggle to attract and retain talents in Singapore. I empathise greatly with him. When mediocre talents are coming to our shores in dozens, like those from Finland and Switzerland, how are we to attract angmohs from erh, where else hah? No wonder he has to resort to India and China, the future first world countries. A great man with great vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't despair for Singapore, this pay hike had solved the problem. Last I heard, every angmoh wants to migrate to Singapore. Whole load of peanuts, hassle free, no accountability and all the perks to boot like discounts on condo prices etc.  I am half expecting Tony Blair and George Bush (both Snr and Jnr, we like such combinations)to be knocking at our door. They should be looking for jobs too. For all we know, even the Queen herself might consider migrating to our paradise. No one will question her lavish lifestyle and she does speak the Queen's English. Like that hor, we may have to set up quotas for foreign talents rushing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 MM has taught us how to negotiate with the boss for our next increment. Ask the boss to take things in the right perspective. Don't begrudge a miserable few thousand when compared to the company's gross total revenue. It helps if you are also wearing knuckle dusters at the HR meeting hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as a malaysian said somewhere, we should be thankful that we have a clean and green government. We take the Pappies for granted. No wonder MM thinks Malaysia is mediocre too. If we change Pappies' names to Dr M and call them bumiputras instead of elites, perhaps this malaysian will get some enlightenment why we are so pissed off. It's all about the right moral perspective or the lack of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-2060457779776014917?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2060457779776014917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=2060457779776014917' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/2060457779776014917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/2060457779776014917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2007/04/ministerial-salaries-are-going-up-and.html' title='The ministerial salaries are going up ... and away'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-116382998518781719</id><published>2006-11-17T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:33:23.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I learnt from the GST hike ...</title><content type='html'>Singaporeans are a very happy people. After the "mee siam mai hum" affair, many were seen sniggering and laughing happily at PM's foray into the pop scene. More laughing was heard when a group of P65 dancers announced taht they would be trying some hip hop moves at the coming Chingay procession. Really, Singapore's happy index was at sky high levels, only to be rivalled by the soaring Straits Times Index. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not good at all. Our ruling elites do not believe in humour. In fact, some months ago, our PM had advised that we should all maintain an optimum level of unhappiness within us. He did not dictate what constitutes the optimum level (we are a very free and democractic society, remember?), but most ventured that the level would be one at which you are not too happy with life that stops you from working 24/7 and not so unhappy that you vote for the opposition. It is a delicate balance indeed. However, PAP, with their 40 years of governance in the tiny island, is very experienced to deal with such difficulties. The trick is to provide some form of 'package'; be it progress package, offset package or santa claus package. It always works and its efficacy is so entrenched that the ruling elites seldom think out of a box, er package that is, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Miss Wee's blunder, one would have thought Singaporeans' optimal level of unhappiness has gone up. But, it was apparently not good enough by our government's world class standards. Luckily for all Singaporeans, our PM is our saviour again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (but who else?!) has single-handedly pushed our unhappiness index to the limit with his 2% GST hike in 2007. It was so effective even aunties around me were visibly upset over it. Fortunately, their AQ (Ah Q spirit) triumphed over their EQ and IQ. They reasoned that after paying for the hike, they would be qualified poor. It can't be bad if you are getting it back, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have reached that wonderful optimum level of unhappiness, some MPs are telling us to exercise restraint over our feelings. "Do not get into overdrive" mode except when you work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must accept the news, treat it like another of Newton's laws and pretend nothing impactful has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Aunty does better. I start dreaming of what kind of goodies I ought to be getting from this coming April's Budget. Let's call it April Fools' offset package. Surely, it must be worth a few hundred dollars? Will a hardship package be worth less than a vote-buying package? If we KPKB, will we get more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the personal level, I have gathered some learning points from this hike. I would like to share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 The Oracle is failing ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, when MM Lee shared his visions of good years ahead, Singaporeans would  be somewhat comforted and renewed with confidence for the future. Nevermind where he got those romantic notions but they did materialise, didn't they?! Lately, MM's words are only &lt;em&gt;good for laughs&lt;/em&gt;. Most of my friends hardly felt the optimism of a better few years ahead. We even joked that perhaps we must put on a white shirt first. &lt;em&gt;Frankly, I don't give a damn &lt;/em&gt;about MM's visions anymore. The soccer team may need the ra-ra prep talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 The country is struggling ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the many goondos who bragged to others about living in a world-class super wealthy developed country. It was indeed sobering to realise Singapore is only living from hand-to-mouth. It hasn't the spare cash to help its poor at all!!! Worse, I did not know there were so many Mr Tans amongst us that we need a whopping 2% of our domestic consumption to prevent them from dying at the MRT tracks. Thank goodness this hard fact was revealed sooner lest I, too, become an "elite uncaring face".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 PAP is not a political party, it's a choir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how every member in its ranks (all 82 of them) sings the same tune and reaches the high notes in such harmonious perfection and timing???? Unlike those decadent western democracies where their MPs quarrel and fight, ours is a world apart from them. In fact, ours resembles the Vienna Boys' Choir except for a few flower vases amongst them. I must say the PAP choir sings more beautifully than the boys from Vienna except that those little boys probably scored higher in musical talents and cute looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 An acute shortage of real economists in Singapore ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some decadent western democracies, an issue like a GST hike would generate many discussions from the academia, particularly the economists. In Singapore, there seemed to be a dire shortage of such talents. We have mostly unhappy bloggers giving their 2-cents worth of the new directive. No wonder our PM is sending his son to MIT to read economics. In a few years, we would finally have one authoritative economist to lead us all. We will have Singaporenomics; our own version of an open economy that does not depend on others for survival. We only need PAP's magic hat of tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 PAP's magic hat of tricks ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ruling the tiny dot for 40 years, PAP has indeed perfected some tricks. That's why MM does not believe in learning points, like those needed from the shin corp deal. Tricks are much more efficient and less accountable. I used to sneer at Greenspan's magic hat of tricks of rate hikes and rate cuts to solve the woes of the world's greatest deficit economy. How un-creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is right that PM should be paid more handsomely than Bush. PM has more tricks besides the 'fixing and buying' strategy : &lt;em&gt;wage cuts, CPF cuts, fare hikes, GST hikes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These alone, PM is worth twice over Bush. And I'm sure he would have more tricks in it if not for the shrinking magic hat. By the way, he also has one fail-proof trick that Bush lacks, the PACKAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Welfare is a dirty word ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM said so. He meant every word of it, I'm very sure. That is why the ruling elites had never took the WELFARE OF SINGAPOREANS at heart. Well, he told you so. Singaporeans are hard-core romantics that must learn the BRUTAL TRUTH. You want welfare, pay for it yourself. The message was very clear in the GST hike announcement. To the elites, you are the poor, remember?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things that come in a 'Package' are not "handouts".....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I received a Package from the government, I was a little stirred and a whole lot shaken. I felt I was receiving a handout for having done nothing!!! This guilt of developing a clutch mentality lived with me all these years, especially when I received $600 dollars in the bank but I was not required to vote at the elections. Money for nothing!? A handout. Luckily, the recent spate of events had enlightened me. It was never a handout lah. It was a short term deposit that the government had put in your bank to be withdrawn later at full principal plus interest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Hikes never STOP AT TWO ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming but it will never stop at just two rounds, that is. I think this is the double-digit growth that we have been dreaming about for years. It's up, up and away. Ok, I must qualify that this is purely speculative and I'm not willing to offer constructive solutions until the peanuts and white blouse are in the package on the way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 GST hike is also helping the poor in neighbouring countries ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope our neighbours will finally appreciate PM's kind gesture to help them. Imagine the number of Singapore shoppers that will throng their supermarkets and provision stores to stock up on rice and cooking oil. In fact, it makes more sense to have your wedding package in JB, keep your children in their childcare centres and keep your old folks in their homes. All you need is a one-room flat in Singapore to sleep at night, after 12-16 hours of work at the office. JB can become our satellite town and enjoy the spill-over growth in this way. Never say we never help, boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 GST hike will help our local retail industry to upgrade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what SCCI claimed, GST hike will not affect our local retail industry. It will only affect the local retailers as more will pack up their bags. Hey, we need more world-class products to entice the rich folks visiting our IRs. Notice how local retailers (or mum and pop shops) tend to sell unglamourous low-end stuff from China? With their exit from the industry, we could free valuable retail space to bring in the really fun and sleazy - like nude dancers, pimp services (sorry, match making services industry) and more interactive risk- management centres (casinos are a bad name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much we could do. It is very much like the Shin Corp deal and many others before it. In fact, many conspired that Shin Corp is the cause of it! Utter nonsense, Mdm Ho had a string of corporate successes and is the only rare talent born outside of the Lee Family. (Shin Corp is only a paper loss, as yet. Hee hee, wait till the write-offs for Optus and Shin corp are due. Then, you'll know what is a double whammy ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, you either start spending like there's no tomorrow and end up being the poor to reclaim your 2% or stop spending and die of starvation in a bug-infested flat. Either way, you are going there ... Of course, the government is betting on many of us dangling at the midway of these 2 ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Readers beware&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely request that economist wannabes refrain from expounding your theories here. If you are all for the hike, there is nothing you can't tell me that the Straits Times wouldn't during the runup to the Budget Speech. If you are against it, well, my heart knows why too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-116382998518781719?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116382998518781719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=116382998518781719' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116382998518781719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116382998518781719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-i-learnt-from-gst-hike.html' title='What I learnt from the GST hike ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-116203941459951832</id><published>2006-10-28T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:28:55.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My father, the peasant from China ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My father passed on two decades ago. I missed him still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He was a padi farmer from a little village in Guangzhou. With an even smaller plot of land. So small, his family needed only an ox to do the ploughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He had an older brother who was wheelchair-bound. He had no schooling and only knew how to work the fields, from morning to evening, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Times were tough and got worse when his parents forced him to take a wife for an extra pair of hands around the house. The wife was a gambler who ran away shortly, after amassing a huge gambling debt. Father was devastated. His parents died shortly, leaving him alone with his brother to fend for themselves. He was not even twenty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One day, in a moment of anger, desperation and angst, he hoisted the skinny and bony ox (the only asset in the family) and flung him a few metres away. The poor animal had refused to work, probably due to old age and hunger. That was the final straw my old man could take. Sadly, the ox (his only friend) left him too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, at twenty, he entrusted his older brother to a fellow villager and headed south. He heard about a place called "南洋" or Nanyang where he could find some work. How? He didn't really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He stowed away on a boat with fifty others in a little cabin. No food, only water because that's what they could pay for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When he arrived at the promised land, he was hungry, weak and infested with lice all over. He knew no one and eventually ended up in a dark, deserted alley in Chinatown. He was practically dying.He wanted to take his life and end it all, quickly. He hadn't had much in life in all his twenty years before and the present seemed worse. He wasn't a man with much hope then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A total stranger, an uncle Liu (we always addressed him so but I don't really know his name) took a wrong turn, that night, and ended up in that alley where a young man laid dying. Uncle Liu took him home; nursed him, fed him and found him a job as a sailor using some dead man's papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A year later, my father met a local girl and married her. He was not rich, not even getting by in the average sense. Sailors were not really well-paid and their work was contractual. Sometimes, he got to work on a ship for a month. There were also many months when there was nothing to do but waiting at the shipping agents' offices for work offers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They had several children and I am the third offspring. Very often, Father would visit Uncle Liu with his whole family in tow. The visits were boring to me initially. When we were older, my mother would relate my father's story to us with him sitting beside her, nodding quietly. Everytime, My mother would crack up laughing as she described animatedly how Father carried the poor ox doing an "incredible hulk" and smashed the poor thing to his death. Despite the laughing, I began to understand why uncle Liu was important to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Father used to tell us stories from his trips and life in China. Through his stories, he taught us much. I had never heard a harsh word from him. Nor have I seen him angry even when he had quarrels with my mum (over the lack of money, mostly). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, we had little money. Sometimes, we only had plain rice for our meals or a little tauhuey (bean curd, minus the syrup) to go with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There were also times when my mother brought me to visit uncle Liu when Father was away. The wages from the shipping company had not arrived and she had to borrow from uncle Liu to make ends meet while waiting. My mum told me Father would not be happy if he found out she had "inconvenienced" uncle Liu. My mum said borrowing is an act of last resort. We must always try our best to cope first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, we grew up in such days. Life got a little better as jobs were more available due to a better economy. We even managed some meagre savings, sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once, Father tried to learn to speak English so that he could get jobs on "angmo ships". I was in primary four and doing very well in school, then. I helped him along but after six months or so, he still couldn't get past " Sit down, please". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps, I was not a competent teacher. Both my parents had self-taught themselves to read chinese without a day of formal schooling. But, english was a different ball game, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tell everyone Father did very well in life. He was not wealthy and had not achieved much. But, he left behind a legacy of values and principles to enrich his children's lives. That is priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, this is not the basic point of this nostalgic post. And if there was any &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brutal truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be learnt, it was that Father would have died if no one gave him a helping hand in his weakest moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't understand all those theories about why the fittest should survive. I only believe that everyone is born with a mission to bring forth life and celebrate its wonders. It is sad if we endorse others dying for our living. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Savages can't get any worse than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-116203941459951832?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116203941459951832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=116203941459951832' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116203941459951832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116203941459951832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-father-peasant-from-china.html' title='My father, the peasant from China ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-116191118857491100</id><published>2006-10-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:06:28.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart of the matter ...</title><content type='html'>The heart is not just a pump for the human body. It is credited for many wonderful and equally evil capabilities ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese has this saying "公道在人心". Apparently, we believe the heart knows, deep in its recesses for some, what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw it working during the NKF saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart gives more than it takes too - kindness, empathy, generosity and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw that in the overwhelming response given to the late Mr Tan's family. (I was touched beyond words how Singaporeans had reacted. We are not cogs in a machine, afterall!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The converse is true. The Wee-wee saga is an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us thought it was a battle of the haves and have-nots. Politics of envy, they say. Some thought it was just a brutal truth to be learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who sincerely wish to engage the heart, perhaps, they might want to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart is won only through the good - honesty, sincerity, integrity and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hearts may be incapacitated by greed, arrogance and vanity but at the end of the journey, they will come to realise their true abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give the heart a chance to do its best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-116191118857491100?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116191118857491100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=116191118857491100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116191118857491100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116191118857491100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/heart-of-matter.html' title='The heart of the matter ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-116174220061695857</id><published>2006-10-24T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:43:34.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The WEE-wee Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have gone into semi-retirement on my blog. Or more truthfully, I have less motivation to write about the events around me because Singapore has lost its hold on me slowly ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my son sent me his response on the WEE-wee saga. He hails from the same esteemed institution of learning as Miss Wee. But, he confessed he lacked good spelling and grammar skills. He hoped to make up for it through sincerity and humility. He hopes RJC would not be downgraded to an elitist scumbag school like ACS was, once. (son, no worry lah, your PM would make sure it does not happen, even if we spend a few million bucks to rebrand it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is. My son's take. Yes, it's taken from Ms Wee's original entry. He thinks she writes very well but his mom knows her punctuations better. (Yeap, your mom was schooled in RGS, too. The only elitist thing she has, is a MP father who has little time to inculcate the right values in her and hopefully not because those were his values).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my son's tribute to the other class of elites, the peasants of Singapore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom's friend sent her some blog post by some bleeding stupid 18-year old singaporean called Elite- wee (WHY do all the idiots become Elites, why?!) whining about how singapore is such a paradise, how elites (ie, 83 of them and more, all wearing white) leeched from their well-paid jobs, how the pool of singkie peasants (dismissively chucked between inverted commas) is really a tsunami that will consume them all (no actually he didn't say that, he probably said THAT'S THE BRUTAL TRUTH, DEARIE.), how the reason why everyone wants elite kids is that they're the only bunch in this world immuned to fragile ricebowls, how the government really needs to save elites from inevitable boredom of wearing white but they aren't because they are peanuts-shoved-up-ass elites who control how their wardrobe works, yadayadayadayada.i am inclined - too much, perhaps - to dismiss such people as crackpots. stupid crackpots. the sadder class. too often singaporeans - both the neighborhood poor and 66.6% socialites who sell their souls for upgraded lifts - kid themselves into believing that our society, like most others, is compartmentalized by breeding. ridiculous. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we are not a tyranny of the academically capable and the clever, we, the peasants are the upper class, their masters with the whip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.sad Wee attracted more than 50 comments praising him for his poignant views, egging in a chorus of rejoinders that climax at the accusation of lack of peasant intelligence in the form of good spelling and grammar because his all-too-true views had been rejected by the singkie forum. while i tend to gripe about how we only have one functioning 83-yr old elite in the cabinet (he issues all visions for Singapore), i think the main reason for its lack of recognition was that his incensed diatribe was written in pathetic little scraps that passed off as sentences, with poor spelling and no grammar. there was also a total lack of sensitivity to peasant feelings.WEE, wee, wee darling, how can you expect to have an iron ricebowl or a solid future if you cannot empathise accordingly? to become the top drawer in the cabinet, one need to suck ass with the right sensitivity level. didn’t your father teach you this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're an elitist, life will give you less balls. that's just how things go. there's no point in lambasting the peasants for making your paradise one that is, i quote, "far too intellectually unstimulating lacking good spelling and grammar". it's the same everywhere. yes mediocrity exists, and it is sad, but most of the time if people like you are preferred over others, it's because you made it so. it's so sad when people like Elite-wee lament the kind of world that singapore will be if we make it so uncertain for them. go be friggin dictator in another peesai, if uncertainty of success offends you so much - you will certainly be proclaimed a talent and a visionary. More so if you are a knuckledusters-wearing-bully in a cul de sac, which, given your ball-less elitist penchant, i doubt. then again, it's easy for me to say. my future isn't in leeching on the system but i guess right now it's a lot brighter than most elite's. Wee will read this and brand me as an 18-year old peasant, one of the quitters who will chabo the country. go ahead. the world is about winners and losers. it's only sad when people who could be winners are marginalised and oppressed by the elites. is dear Wee repentant? has dear Wee been denied a right of reply? has dear Wee been forced into shutting his blog? has dear Wee had his political career massacred by the government?i should think not. dear Wee is one of many wretched, undermotivated, overassuming leeches in our country, and in this world. one of those who would prefer to be waxing lyrical about how his myriad talents are being abandoned for a life of serving the peasants, instead of earning a decent, stable living as a Elite professional. it's not even about being a representative of the people. these shitbags don't want anything without "$$" and a guaranteed risk-free career.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, get your fucking elite uncaring face off this tiny dot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, the language is atrocious. I have counselled my son accordingly too. :) As for the basic point, there is one, in black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wee" rel="tag"&gt;wee shu min&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/elite" rel="tag"&gt;elite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-116174220061695857?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116174220061695857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=116174220061695857' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116174220061695857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/116174220061695857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/wee-wee-saga.html' title='The WEE-wee Saga'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115751425605561796</id><published>2006-09-05T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:51:46.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop dreaming;  watch Singapore Dreaming ...</title><content type='html'>If you are tired of Mediacorp productions and probably mediocre acting skills they are famous for, try out the movie Singapore Dreaming. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.singaporedreaming.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opens on 7th September. I would be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or visit Mr Brown's site to hear out the movie producers if you're the type who really wants to make sure your every dollar is well-spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie talks about Singaporeans' penchant for 5Cs. Actually, I thought we have surpassed that, we have become the 6th C - that of a &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;OMPLAINING, &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ONSUMING &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;OGWHEEL. We eat, we shop and we complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have have a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or are you just dreaming you have a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or worse, you believe you are living in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or worst of all, you begin to realise your dream is a nightmare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some PAP minister was telling the young to dream beyond the size of our tiny red dot, some days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. But, he did not say "don't dream beyond the size of your brain's power" and start thinking you can achieve what LKY had .... you'll have to find another red dot to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am compelled to include an exchange I had with Cobaltpaladin ( macam shining knight in armour) here. His comments help to give more sense to my entry especially for those who think I had none to start with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="c115751823022470040"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://cobaltpaladin.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;cobaltpaladin&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would we know what is the right size of the dream should be?&lt;br /&gt;If the Wright brothers stopped dreaming, we may not have aeroplanes.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop dreaming and don't stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/28122432" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment-poster-name" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/28122432" rel="nofollow"&gt;Whispers from the heart&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CP,you've hit the nail with "don't stop trying".&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to dream, harder to try. When we try, we'll know how big our dreams should be ...&lt;br /&gt;Just dreaming is not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I bow to your wisdom...&lt;a href="http://www.singaporedreaming.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115751425605561796?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115751425605561796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115751425605561796' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115751425605561796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115751425605561796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/stop-dreaming-watch-singapore-dreaming.html' title='Stop dreaming;  watch Singapore Dreaming ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115707232397604277</id><published>2006-08-31T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:16:19.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The myth of the intelligent singaporean ...</title><content type='html'>My son and hubby teased me about being mentioned at the Intelligent Singaporean &lt;a href="http://intelligentsingaporean.wordpress.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; for two days. The sniggers still linger on ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the site and found it interesting. So many intelligent people congregating, discussing, arguing and throwing mud at each other in a fun, intelligent way. They are very articulate, mind you. (I didn't know there are so many secret societies in Singapore. Wong Kan Seng is still looking for them in Geylang avenues when they have obviously upgraded themselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the butt of jokes in my family now. PM, if you're still feeling bad about your gaffe, my plight will make you feel better. I was not even paid a handsome peanut for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I feel a little flattered (strangely nice to be considered intelligent), I am more embarrassed for it. I am an old fogey and everyone around me calls me 'aunty'. I have no grandiose visions for Singapore and no fancy solutions that require me to stage a rally to expound them. Strangely, PM doesn't seem to have, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, PM's rally speech could be summed up in two simple words : NO CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you see, there is some wisdom in "STOP AT TWO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please stop arguing and complaining. Let's get on with the fun and sleazy, er, buzz that will make us rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for those who are still sniggling, I want to have my say hor, aunty warts and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago, a foreign talent (an ABC with an MBA from Harvard) proclaimed to a group of lowly bank executives (me included) that "intelligent singaporean" is an oxymoron. Why? Because if they are intelligent, they won't be Singaporeans! I'll let you let off steam for a while if you happen to disagree with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, six months later, our dear foreign talent had to quit because, er, he had problems delivering his KPIs. Oh, his plans were very intelligent but he had no intelligent workers to execute his plans. We were lowly executives with no intelligence, he forgot. Luckily then, the CEO did not replace all of us with foreign executive talents. We went on to make it a record profit-making year, sans the intelligent plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I had to thank the foreign talent for having expanded my vocabulary by one word : oxymoron. I had to check the dictionary (no wiki and internet then) to know that he was the moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to reaffirm my stand, my dear son and hubby, I am happy who I am. I am not intelligent. I prefer to be wise. Being intelligent requires too much hard work. You can't laugh at yourself. You can't speak on emotions without first supporting them with facts, studies and quoting numerous luminaries' opinions. The ME is gone and I know you won't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like laksa with hum. Despite many studies to show me hum is bad, I'll die for it. I mean, how bad can it be?! You can only die once ... if it's for anything, why not hum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/intelligent singaporean" rel="tag"&gt;intelligent singaporean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115707232397604277?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115707232397604277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115707232397604277' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115707232397604277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115707232397604277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/myth-of-intelligent-singaporean.html' title='The myth of the intelligent singaporean ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115690447238367436</id><published>2006-08-29T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:53:53.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National service is the mother of all problems ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Singapore has a penchant to be hubs for all things ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unintentionally, we are also becoming a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hub. We have no babies, no talents, no customer service skills, no smiles and no money (except a few of us wearing white).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, our government is very talented. The solution, it seems, to all these problems is to import immigrants. Yep, all these problems will disappear when immigrants arrive by the truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, old fogey discovered the mother of all problems while listening to Mr &lt;a href="http://mrbrownshow.com/"&gt;Brown's &lt;/a&gt;podcast on Pluto's downgrading. No, it's not Pluto's fault that we have problems but National Service for Singapore males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, don't fret for those of you who die, die want to die for the country. I am not advocating to abolish National Service. Even though this is one important aspect where many singaporeans feel they have been disadvantaged as citizens against immigrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, get real. Where would all those regulars work if there is no MINDEF? Outsourced them to Iran and Lebanon? I respect those who believe in dying for their country. How romantic! Dying for love of a country, for fellow men and family (actually, I prefer my son alive but that's not the point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I wholeheartedly agree with Dr Huang for his big-hearted &lt;a href="http://nofearsingapore.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-wild-goats-and-new-citizens-not.html"&gt;proposal&lt;/a&gt; to welcome our immigrants. So, why is National Service the mother of all problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the podcast for those who had never served in the army, had no brothers in the family who served NS and if you're a white horse (or is it white knights?). Did you hear the atrocious, non-standard English used ever so freely by our esteemed army officers?! My god, they are supposed to be stewards of discipline and male bonding functions for our  impressionable young men of 18 or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent much money and time in enrolling my son in 'branded' schools, attending Julia Gabriel classes with native speaking teachers and holidaying only in Europe and the States. Imagine, all these efforts will go to waste when he reports to the army in few years' time. Because, day in day out, his army officers will teach him an expanded vocabulary of 'chow keng','gen' and many other forms of non-standard English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the State's perspective, this is seriously detrimental to MOE's initiative to bring in more Native Speakers to teach our children. What's the point of teaching from young, to be corrupted just when they are ready to join the work force?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, having a population of standard English speakers is very critical for our economy because the tourists and investors may not come if they don't understand us. Without money and economic growth, all other problems will pop up. The lack of money is the root of all evil, some say. &lt;em&gt;(Evil is the fruit of having too much money?).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Service is the problem. Yep. I urge the Minister for Defence (who's he hah?) to give this mother of all problems a serious thought. Maybe, we could ask those foreigners and immigrants to perform National Service as well. Spend some time in the army barracks to mingle and socialise with the local soldiers. They need not wear green, blue will do as a Mr Ng Ya Ken had suggested in Today (&lt;em&gt;this chap suggested naming our citizens by the colour of the rainbow to forge cohesiveness&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, we could also adopt MOE's policy as well. Employ some native speakers to become army officers. Who knows, they might want to die for our country too, one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/national" rel="tag"&gt;national service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115690447238367436?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115690447238367436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115690447238367436' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115690447238367436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115690447238367436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-service-is-mother-of-all.html' title='National service is the mother of all problems ....'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115666631230663714</id><published>2006-08-27T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:13:43.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand up for Singapore and understand, Singaporeans!</title><content type='html'>I am a huge fan of Lucky Tan. Get to know him &lt;a href="http://singaporemind.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also one of the three most misunderstood Singaporeans, after LKY and CSJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest plea to Singaporeans  to make an effort to understand is very timely because once Singaporeans understand that accepting immigration is all for our own good, we can move on. The MSM can start to entertain us with some other more interesting news like more murder and rape cases in our tiny red dot of an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more a 'fun and buzz' type of person. Afterall, I have paid my taxes to employ million dollar ministers to solve my problems. We are in good hands, aren't we?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to help Tan and our PM out, I reproduce an earlier comment in his blog to further illustrate where Singaporeans have failed to understand, thus causing a slowdown in our economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singaporeans have problems understanding the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 a few hundreds is better than zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mee siam can have hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 foreigners are talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 selling tissue and cleaning toilets are respectable jobs only locals are qualified to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 PRC kids need their mothers to sit beside them to study. They are very resilient and can solve their own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Breaking the law to operate food stalls is talent because they create jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 how to produce low-cost babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Singapore is big enough to have a population of 10 million one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 what the MSM is singing everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 what is good for them is better for the foreigners and best for PAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope fellow Singaporeans can take some free time to actively identify those which you do not understand and well, just understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might start with just repeating the most crucial one "What is good for me is better for the foreigners and best for PAP" about a thousand times a day. You will find a different perspective. No!? reapeat the process and try harder .... you can't be that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/LuckyTan" rel="tag"&gt;LuckyTan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115666631230663714?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115666631230663714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115666631230663714' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115666631230663714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115666631230663714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/stand-up-for-singapore-and-understand.html' title='Stand up for Singapore and understand, Singaporeans!'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115639246804055905</id><published>2006-08-23T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:24:08.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't kill the money tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some folks at Tomorrow.sg petitioned for the authorities to consider retaining the Jin Long Si Temple and the Bodhi tree. Read it &lt;a href="http://tomorrow.sg/archives/2006/08/20/help_save_jin_long_si_temple_and.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to put any dampener on our youth (I think they are great!) but history does not prove petitions work in Singapore. You can petition but no one will listen. Of course, to romance a few, there was Chek Jawa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we cannot always blame the government, you know. They are in a damned position. (Do and don't do also cannot type of situation). For example, what if the old tree fell and collapsed on someone causing bodily injury one day? Or worse, the Bodhi tree made everyone so enlightened about what is going on in the matrix?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, we should devolve the authorities of such accountability and liability by providing a proposal that even the 66.6% of Singaporeans think it is a no-brainer decision. When everyone thinks so, then no problem. It would be a collective and honest mistake that we made as stakeholders of this tiny little global city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, understand what makes this country ticks. &lt;strong&gt;MONEY. JOBS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in submitting the petition to save an old temple, one must cut to the chase. Symbolic and nostalgic references are good but not good enough. Too clean and wholesome. More buzz needed. Open up our vista and hearts to see the temple as something more crucial to our survival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all means keep the temple because it is an integral part of our IRs. Without them, the IRs may make money but not good enough. C'mon, who will visit our casinos? Muslims around the region?! Who likes to gamble most? the Chinese. What do they do before and after they gamble? they pray for good luck. More so after they lost a lot of money. Visiting the temple before the IRs is an essential ritual for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; good luck (gamblers think they are lucky to start with). When one loses too much (like 200 million? ask the chap serving sentence now), going to the temple might help too. Ah Loong Sans don't hang out in temples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the possibilities of integrating the temple with our IRs. We could levy a visiting fee or a pay per pray mode of cost recovery in maintaining the temple. We could also provide entertainment in the form of charity show times. We have local monks who can perform dangerous stunts too. Or we could import some shaolin monks from China if we don't have enough of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the temple becomes world famous, a national tourism icon like the Merlion, we will stand to benefit hugely from its merchandising as well. Temple T-shirts, mugs, holy yellow ribbons to be tied onto the Bodhi tree and etc etc. The ultimate experience would be to pay to sit under the Bodhi tree. Yep, let some of Buddha's wisdom filters through so you will know which slot machine to use later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, this one even better than our Spaceport. Imagine its immense potential to create jobs for Singaporeans, tour guides, dong-lui ah peks, joss-stick sellers and its various spin-offs to the food and beverage and hospitality industries. We can even hold MICE events for the world's spiritual leaders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while the authorities hear the chingling sounds of dollar and cents, devotees will still be able to chant for these people's delivery from their lives of wanton materialism. It's really a win-win for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end, I must clarify that my entry is not meant to hurt any followers of any religion, especially not the Buddhists. I have many friends who are devout Buddhists. In fact, they always tell me that attaining wisdom (nirvana) is an individual journey, a lonesome pursuit. They usually don't believe in all that rah-rah in singing and holding hands. That's why Buddhists don't seem to be very 'hip and happening'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddhism is about wisdom, a much needed intangible which sadly, not many of us have. For those who seek, there is still hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Boddhi" rel="tag"&gt;Boddhi tree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115639246804055905?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115639246804055905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115639246804055905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115639246804055905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115639246804055905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-kill-money-tree_23.html' title='Don&apos;t kill the money tree'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115638064283778346</id><published>2006-08-23T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T17:53:04.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting into my digital age ....</title><content type='html'>After surrounding myself with digital clocks and digital watches, this fogey was ready to do what our PM asked us to do - embrace it, enjoy its benefits and manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yep ... I may be old but I am very resilient and vigilant. I am not afraid to step into my digiatal age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;My digital age is 101000 !!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good gracious, sounds really old. Nonetheless, I should be happy about it, enjoy being 101000 years old and start to manage my old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/digital age" rel="tag"&gt;digital age&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115638064283778346?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115638064283778346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115638064283778346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115638064283778346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115638064283778346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/getting-into-my-digital-age.html' title='Getting into my digital age ....'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115630612682085615</id><published>2006-08-22T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:08:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bottomline on local headlines (23 Aug 2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time is precious for an old fogey. Like they say, you don't know when you'll go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like selling tissues at MRT stations and shopping malls. Perhaps, I'll consider it when MOM and NTUC re-brand the profession with a catchy job title, job certification and a funky uniform to boot. Like the one worn by those star trekkies, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting isn't? I am one of those fussy unemployed who refused to understand that a few hundreds is better than zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have bigger plans for myself. I will embrace our PM ... 's vision of the coming of the digital age. My son pointed out that he was a little late. Nevermind, old people are slower at things but I'm sure we'll get there at 73.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I got myself a digital clock. Tonight, I shall get myself a digital watch. I will re-train myself to be a digital media talent that Singapore &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226228.html"&gt;needs.&lt;/a&gt; Next, I gathered I need to be a media expert as well. Ok, no probs, I'll start with the print media. Reading headlines is a breeze. Getting the bottomline is the tricky part. I'll try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MOH publishes average hospital bill sizes which show affordability.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226236.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottomline - we never had problems with medical bills, false alarm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Police to examine practicality of alternative sites given by World Bank for protests.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226278.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottomline - Sir, please fill up the 'Request for police action' form and queue behind those 'civil' assault cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Man smuggling Subutex in anus caught at Woodlands checkpoint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226308.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bottomline - he should have used some of his creative sparks on alternative routes to avoid Woodlands checkpoint instead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reports on Taiwan President travelling to Palau via S'pore false: MFA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226287.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bottomline - taiwanese newspapers retort that Singapore papers lost their sense of hearing too, quoting PM saying hum as hiam ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Case announces six new central committee members.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060823/5/singapore226298.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bottomline - they are roped in to investigate rising cosumer complaints about not having any hum in their mee siam. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More to come .... but need to re-charge after reading so much media bollocks).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115630612682085615?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115630612682085615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115630612682085615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115630612682085615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115630612682085615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/bottomline-on-local-headlines-23-aug.html' title='The bottomline on local headlines (23 Aug 2006)'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115622270262809791</id><published>2006-08-21T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:14:30.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loong-ny tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My son, the second generation young English-educated radical, criticized my post-NDR entry as uninspiring and downright lame compared to those written by more illustrious bloggers about town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no defense and take no offence. For an old fogey who had survived many National Day Rallies, believe me, there wasn't much to feel excited/upset about them anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Mr Brown was my savior again! I listened to his &lt;a href="http://mrbrownshow.com"&gt;harmless&lt;/a&gt; podcast and presto! I found myself looking forward to the next NDR....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Loong-ny tunes are finally here! mai hum .. mai hum rapped the hum-bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mr Brown is more talented than the PRC man who illegally sneaked into Singapore to operate five illegal food stalls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if PM knew if he was admitting to some of his esteemed colleagues' failed KPIs? The minister who allowed such easy entry for illegal immigrants and the minister who allowed illegal immigrants to operate not one, but five food stalls. To me, it sounded much easier for a foreigner to do illegal things in Singapore than for a Singaporean to do legal things, like writing a humorous article. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge our PM to give that same space of freedom that foreigners have to his own citizens. If Mr Brown could, in that tiny little &lt;em&gt;legal&lt;/em&gt; blog spot, produce creative masterpieces, I'm sure he would be more spectacular doing illegal things to put your PRC man to shame a thousand fold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, not only beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;talent is, too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. To PM, someone who breaks the law to find a living is exhibiting highly-valued resilience. Darn it, why didn't he say so earlier?! I would have robbed a bank in my younger days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most Singaporeans, the difficult thing that we can't do is probably breaking the law. There is no "another country" to be deported back to. The fact that a PRC man can find it more efficient to operate illegal food stalls in Singapore than China, makes me think very hard:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Singapore is only a paper tiger. In reality, it's more 'wild wild west' than China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 He has more to lose in China. Here, he makes a killing and risks being deported only. Hypothetically, it is the same for a Singaporean's situation in China? Do they have tougher laws?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 In the same speech, PM also welcomed immigrants and hailed them as our life savers. Why not become part of China and India? It certainly opens up many opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to have any feeling, my son, it would be that I felt sad. In my earlier entry, I lamented that Singapore is a bending willow. I was wrong. It has grown downwards to become a creeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore gives me the creeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/MrBrown" rel="tag"&gt;MrBrown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115622270262809791?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115622270262809791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115622270262809791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115622270262809791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115622270262809791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/loong-ny-tunes.html' title='The Loong-ny tunes'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115613035600886764</id><published>2006-08-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:10:06.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The morning after ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This old fogey is having a massive and splitting headache after spending a night with our PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you can fault me for bad taste and irresponsible behavior but there wasn't any more entertaining alternatives available at the same time slot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he was entertaining though the plot was somewhat predictable (and he even wore the same red shirt?!). I quite like the silly grin he has which always remind me of the guy on those MAD magazine covers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, he was a tad disappointing but most Singaporeans found him inspiring and assuring in that way, totally himself. It will be too much to have him spotting tattoos and nipple pins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he had the cheek to give a rally speech that lasted longer than an hour and yet forgot to offer any better solution or any groundbreaking wisdom for moving on (except something about mee siam and see hum/ham?). I presumed he was thinking about supper then. Sadly, he made me feel I had worked harder in coming up with some solutions (&lt;em&gt;at least!!!) &lt;/em&gt;even though they may be extreme &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see my earlier entry posted before his rally).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it is not nice to pick on your PM&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;especially when you did not pick him to be PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should also give him some basics to start with ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Try offering some new solutions (hearing the same old solution to the same old problem is boredom unlimited).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Since we are into connecting and bonding with each other, try giving us a choice. Like screening a movie blockbuster on another channel during the NDR. I'll even settle for "Snow-white and the 7 dwarfs".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this last bit is R(A) and parental guidance is needed for anyone below 18 and over 80 hor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I began to realise how serious our baby problem was when I saw &lt;a href="http://www.littlespeck.com/content/politics/CTrendsPolitics-060819.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Kuan Yew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will stand in 2011.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I really don't think he should &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;重出江湖&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at that age, no matter what pedigree genes he must have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/NDR" rel="tag"&gt;NDR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115613035600886764?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115613035600886764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115613035600886764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115613035600886764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115613035600886764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/morning-after.html' title='The morning after ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115596817358514434</id><published>2006-08-18T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:35:40.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme solutions for Singapore's problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Singapore is in deeper shit than I thought. Click &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060819/5/singapore225604.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what I mean. This is MM, our honorable founding father (aka the Oracle), telling us that he could only provide us with &lt;em&gt;the basics&lt;/em&gt;! (Hey, the rest is up to you pathetic folks who are still dreaming of the many good years ahead). Even his upbeat forecasts are getting shorter. It used to be at least a rosy decade of more good years. Now, he is betting his lot on the next five only. Perhaps, some cynics might say it is the sly cunning despot's way of securing votes for the next election.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need to know what PM would be preaching at the National Day Rally tonight. The yada yada will revolve around how we should stay united and steadfast in accepting anything that is better than zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to do my part in constructive citizenry, I shall attempt to give some solutions to solve some of our nation's problems. They may seem extreme and may cause discomfort for those used to higher standards of morality. I advice emotional guidance to be sought for readers venturing beyond this point. The problems listed are not ranked according to severity, perceived or fabricated. They are problems that our government had problem solving for a long time and looked desperately in need of some extreme solutions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 1 - the shortage of babies in Singapore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Babies are our future suckers as they grow up to become future workers who will contribute more good years for us. Essentially, every citizen should have a replacement on the production line of Singapore Inc before he/she dies. However, despite having appointed an old fogey of a Minister to study into our procreation disability, the birth rate remains low. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby bonus will not help very much, everyone knows. Instead of giving out baby bonus, we should produce bonus babies. The idea is similar to stock splits for those who dabble in the shares market. For every baby conceived, we clone 2 or 3 of him/her. This will not only jack up the birth numbers, enlarge the future workers' pool but also bring many other benefits. If we raise these 'spares' in a state nursery away from harmful external influence (like their parents), this group will ensure we have 2 0r 3 more future voters who are sympathetic to PAP for every young English-educated radical out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 2 - choosy workers who refuse to work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These troublesome Singaporeans have a tendency to destroy the good work ethics we have painfully built up over the last 40 years. As Wong Kan Seng had clearly pointed out to us, these clowns are unable to even understand the simplest mathematics concept of a few hundred is better than zero! Luckily, Wong is good at maths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot expect all Singaporeans to be as talented as Wong. For those who obviously lack such abilities, the solution is to provide a massive national mathematics learning exposition to train and re-train these people who have problems understanding 'anything is better than zero', well, except zero. More so when the zero comes in a string behind a positive integer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 3 - the opposition parties&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Technically, most Singaporeans do not find them a real problem at all. However, their presence create a big problem for our PM in the form of rising costs of Progress Packages and having to devote a large amount of his time to fix and buy them out. Time, he could have used on solving the nation's problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To improve our PM's KPIs and for us to move on, we have to eradicate this problem for him. We can either adopt a philosophical or a pragmatic approach. To be pragmatic, we could just re-brand the opposition as CIPO, 'Colleagues In Parliament Only'. When they are just &lt;em&gt;colleagues&lt;/em&gt; of our PM, he no longer needs to see them as any threat. In fact, he could literally slap them in the face and still get away with it. Afterall, HE IS THE BOSS's SON. 'Cheapo' also refers to the group of 33.3% voters in their respective wards that hankers after abalone congee and empty promises of upgraded lifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, be philosophical about it. Since they are opposed to PAP, flip the words PAP sideways and downwards to form "dad"! Yep, treat them as THE ONE PM reports to work everyday and life will be a breeze for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 4 - controlling the price of oil&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our Ministers have been telling us (more confidently after the 2006 elections) that nobody can control the price of oil. They seem to have some illusions during the elections that PAP could. Anyway, my take is - it's all bullshit! Think out of the box, you highly paid peanuts... Why control the PRICE of oil???? Control THE OIL and let the price goes up, up and away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have a world-class army with so many wonderful Brigadier-Generals, we could take over one of those oil fields in the Middle-east. We could even join forces with President Bush. We could get a little more if we smile nicely enough. Singapore males would be very proud to die for their country for such a worthy cause as to protect our economic well-being. In fact, it would also be a good opportunity for those foreign talents and PRs to show their loyalty to Singapore by being the first to go. (Comeon you simpletons, why do you there are wars?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 5 - the old and unemployed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Big problem, these clowns don't conveniently die off! Even if we clone more babies to feed these bums, the opportunity costs of maintaining these units are high. These costs could buy more peanuts for other more deserving managers of the production line of Singapore Inc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy-killing or euthanasia is the solution, period. Although it is hoped that high medical costs will do the job, it creates negative sentiments that might affect the workers' productivity. The way to go about mercy-killing is to er, show &lt;em&gt;MERCY&lt;/em&gt;. Don't call it "killing" for heaven's sake! Sensitive marketing and promotion is the key to successful execution in any campaign. Have a major PR blitz like "Moving ahead and going up" or make it "hip and happening", complete with poms poms/fireworks display while we unplug. Singaporeans love fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 6 - Singlish undermining our economic progress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never thought language problems can be so devastating to our economic well-being. I thought not having capable government was. If only Ministers who spoke Standard English are able to understand why Singaporeans prefer to use Singlish. They can't because they would have to learn Singlish leh. Ok, I'll do them a favour. "Singlish is popular because it is a more efficient use of words, like SMS. Like shorthand" so say we all . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to stop us using Singlish? No problem lah, just get MICA (they are communications experts) to pass down a Bhavani commandment (like an imperial edit) that henceforth hor, all Singaporeans who use Singlish must esprain in Standard English after every Singlish word or phrase is used. Singlish also must esprain. When Singaporeans find it so troublesome to use Singlish hor, they will 'kuai kuai' switch code to England's English. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 7 - seditious bloggers and internet chatter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While Lee Boon Yang is not affected by the internet chatter (he hardly works!), our PM may find the heat and noise a serious distraction from his work. The 2 opposition parties are giving him huge headaches and he can't concentrate. To help PM and to shield the 66.6% of Singaporeans from the harmful influence of these bloggers, the government should build an intelligent, fully wired island solely for them. Create a matrix of democracy and freedom of speech for those living on the island. Let them think they are having their way! Let them generate as much heat and noise as they want, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at a distance from Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. As long as we keep them under wraps at the cyber threat monitoring centre, they can't pose any danger to the social fabric of our nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 8 - empty HDB units&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is not a consequence of bad planning and weak foresight of the government in estimating housing demand (they had you fooled). The oversupply is in fact, a forward vision of our nation's strategy to increase our population to 10 million one day. The abundance of empty flats everywhere is a testament to the government's optimism and confidence of achieving their target. It is important that a global city like ours has a decent population size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, empty flats are a waste of resources. That's the real problem. HDB is going to lose money if these flats are left vacant for too long. The win-win solution is to lease them to Study Mamas or other foreign talents as corporate offices for their various nefarious businesses. We can have more heartlander casinos (gambling dens) and Crazy Horse revues (brothels) amidst our clean, wholesome and boring landscape. Isn't this what MM said we should have more!? At the same time, we would solve many PDMM's livelihood problems and prevent foreign talents taking away our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 9 - quarrelsome neigbhours getting in the way of progress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No, I am not talking about those Joo Chiat clowns. We have very quarrelsome neighbours like Malaysia and Indonesia. Their refusal to progress economically is really dragging us down with them too. I mean, what's their problem? Why don't they aspire to be like us? Rich, modern, corruption-free. So what if we become materialistic, soul-less and spineless? It's only a small price to pay for economic progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, our neigbhours are too slow to embrace the wonders of materialism and we need to do more to help them. We need a concerted effort to corrupt them and induct them to a life of wanton materialistic existence, just like ours. We need to visit our neighbours more often, spend and invest in their shopping malls and companies. Introduce inflation and asset enhancement. Viola, before you know it, they will be working as hard as us, trying to keep up with the treadmill like some stupid hamsters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem No 10 - PAP lags in solving problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Singaporeans have become increasingly perceptive, an undesirable by-product of the education system in its efforts to create more useful workers (ie valaue-added production units). They are beginning to notice that the ruling party is not very good at solving problems like they used to. Or that the previous solutions are bigger problems waiting to manifest themselves, &lt;em&gt;like now&lt;/em&gt;. Ok, this is not meant to be a fault finding mission and it is really no fault of anyone. The ministers are clueless in their jobs, to start with. The ruling party has promised many things during the elections but none of them specifically includes solving the country's problems. In fact, PM could identify with only one problem of two opposition parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old solution was to put the blame on those stupid citizens and silence them with guilt-ridden feelings of not measuring up. This is losing favour amongst the young. Neither is calling problems challenges going to work. In fact it is worse. Challenges sound more sinister, more unsurmountable. How demoralising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new solution is to remove the Minister who 'created' the problem. Yeah! This is what those pesky citizens wanted, accountability. It won't hurt much to THE ONE truly responsible. But no one needs to know. We're not about to give up transparency too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a timely solution really, as the rapid removal of 'problem' ministers makes way for faster leadership renewal. How can the ruling party have fresh new faces every other day to pander to the 'hip and happening' crowd when these ministers just refuse to move on and away from their seats? It's brilliant, if you think about it. The citizens will be happy that PAP solved the problem because the minister 'responsible' has been removed. The old problem becomes the new minister's baby and hey, it becomes 'new' and everyone forgets about the old one or that it is the same problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/solutions" rel="tag"&gt;solutions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115596817358514434?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115596817358514434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115596817358514434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115596817358514434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115596817358514434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/extreme-solutions-for-singapores.html' title='Extreme solutions for Singapore&apos;s problems'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115562733848826070</id><published>2006-08-14T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:42:21.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life-threatening activities I should not do in Singapore ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr Brown's latest podcast had me laughing so much (as usual ) and thinking hard as well. I liked the number of times the word 'vigilant' was emphasized. It's true, Singapore is a very dangerous place to live in. We have potential terrorists all around us, waiting for that little moment that we are not vigilant to bring Singapore literally to the ground, like the Twin Towers aka 9/11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is not enough to be vigilant about terrorism risks. We, as world class citizens, should also be aware of the many life-threatening activities that we must not engage in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Providing feedback to the government without workable solutions. Talking bad about Singapore and the government will guarantee a re-ordering of your present life. For journalists who have to put food on the dinner table for the family, this is suicidal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Taking the world class MRT system during peak hours is life-threatening especially if you suffer from claustophobia. But, it is also the best place to experience the sights, sounds and smells of Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Staring at others is very life-threatening as evidenced by a recent spate of assault cases in Singapore. This applies even when one may be eating in a local hawker food center and not in one of those cul-de-sacs in Geylang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Experimenting with cardboards and placards may sound like a creative pursuit but try cutting out elephant shapes out of them or scribbling words on them and displaying them publicly is danger personified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Working as a domestic maid in Singapore is life-threatening unless you are one of the superleague characters. You must have Superman strength to work 24/7, climb windows like Spiderman and also tell others you are as happy as the Joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Catching the flu along with a few hundred others during a flu epidemic. If the flu doesn't kill, the wait for the hospital bed might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Advocating democracy and freedom of speech is a surefire way to court death in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Getting old and unemployed is the most common life-threatening thing that normal Singaporeans have a high chance of doing. Participants usually engage in a related activity of asking for free lunches. Both activities are deemed not as productive as to 'conveniently die off'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Becoming a Member of Parliament has become life-threatening only recently. The degree of life-threatening risk is dependent on how long an MP takes to solve trivial problems for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Making short films about the 'softer side' of individuals can take a year out of your life. While it is ok to film our Ministers crying like pigs over Sars, badminton losses and other historical incidents, other Singaporeans may not need to show theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/vigilance" rel="tag"&gt;vigilance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115562733848826070?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115562733848826070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115562733848826070' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115562733848826070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115562733848826070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-threatening-activities-i-should.html' title='Life-threatening activities I should not do in Singapore ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115527389123542531</id><published>2006-08-10T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:27:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore is my no-choice country ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I only read from the blogosphere. I don't relish paying for a copy of the Straits Times to have them tell this forty-year-old aunty how to live her life. I found these instructions very familiar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 The internet is dangerous because one may be misled by big bad wolves disguised as pro- active citizens writing for the good of the nation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 One must be resilient to solve problems on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered dishing out similar advice to my son when he was about ten. Then, I reminded him that we must be vigilant against big bad wolves that prey on children. Time flies. Before you know it, your son was telling you not to waste time reading LKY's memoirs for a similar reason to the first above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also told him he had to do his homework without my help. Fast forward another 10 years, I was glad he did not cite the second reason when I asked him to solve my computer problems. Like I have commented somewhere, I did regret reading those memoirs. But that's not the point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with any National Day in any year, the issue of loyalty and emigration would be discussed ad nauseum by Singaporeans. This is the time to head for Xiaxue's blog for a breath of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Singapore is my no-choice country. From young, I have been told Singapore is small and lacks resources. But, hey, I am born here ... no choice. So, I grew up accepting many no-choice realities around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have to excel in our studies ... no choice. Unless you want to sweep the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must be bilingual ... no choice. Unless you want to skip University studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must study science and engineering ... no choice. Unless you want to become an Arts teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must accept the yearly transport hikes ... no choice. Unless you can control the oil price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must accept the casinos ... no choice. Unless you want economic doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must accept the PAP government ... no choice. Unless you find a better opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must drink recycled water ... no choice. Unless you want to die of thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must acccept Foreign talents ... no choice. Unless you are able to contribute to the economy like Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must accept whatever given as best ... no choice. Unless and until 66.6% becomes 33.3%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I am no babe in the woods. I know how to keep my sanity intact within my small personal space. Unlike &lt;a href="http://xenoboysg.blogspot.com/2006/08/cost-of-21-grams.html"&gt;some&lt;/a&gt; mentioned in Xenoboy's &lt;em&gt;'21 grams'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick is to comfort myself that I am not alone in having no choice mah. Look at those no-choice PRs who need to be stuck here for a while before moving on to greener pastures. They are quite similar to those no-choice transit tourists at the Changi Airport too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about having no choice left is that, it signals a time to make U-turns and to think of the unthinkable. You wouldn't want to keep moving on till you bang into the wall of a cul de sac, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a prophet of any sort. Never would I have, in my earlier years, prophesized that Singapore would one day welcome gambling in a big way (not 1 but 2 casinos!). Wonder how many of my generation did ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like having no choice. It is fun to see what goodies come after having no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/country" rel="tag"&gt;country&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115527389123542531?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115527389123542531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115527389123542531' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115527389123542531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115527389123542531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapore-is-my-no-choice-country.html' title='Singapore is my no-choice country ....'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115502241812560441</id><published>2006-08-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:35:57.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten solid reasons why I should not emigrate ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 We have the best char keow teow, laksa, roti prata, bak chor mee (with or without ter kwa) and chicken rice in the world. Some say we even have the best pizza and spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 We have the Esplanade. No, it doesn't mean we have to esprain for everything, idiot. This is the place to receive good western influence by way of approved western concerts and plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 We have the best government in the world. They 'take care' of us from birth till death. Some say this is 'fixing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 We also have the best foreign talents in the world. They leave their countries which are enjoying economic growth to come here to help build our economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 We have the best citizens in the world. We seldom complain because there is nothing to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 We have the most interesting campaigns in the world. Most governments won't bother to spend so much money to entertain its citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 We still have life-long employment in the world (even Japan is changing). Most of us must work till 70 to live. Our MM is still working at 83. Reaching 90 isn't going to stop him either. In fact, he said he'll work from his grave too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 We have the most number of empty (un-taken) HDB flats in the world. This is to ensure the property market does not overheat in the upgrading frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 We have the best MRT system in the world. You know it's very popular because it is always very crowded. And the NEL runs on its own, so that there is no driver to blame for the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 We have the best taxi drivers in the world. They are highly educated because they were corporate executives previously. They also go for training sessions that teach them to dress nicely and avoid having body odor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/emigration" rel="tag"&gt;emigration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115502241812560441?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115502241812560441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115502241812560441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115502241812560441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115502241812560441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/ten-solid-reasons-why-i-should-not.html' title='Ten solid reasons why I should not emigrate ....'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115477053292344582</id><published>2006-08-05T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T04:03:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We want more?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;Dr Lee Boon Yang (the serious one) reminded his GRC constituents about &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060805/5/singapore223190.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; at the National Day celebrations at the Neptune Theatre Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust our very serious Ministers to be the party pooper anytime! Wah lao, can't even enjoy a little celebration without being ticked off or be reminded that there are bad things around the corner. No wonder Singaporeans are not that happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Lee reminded all that more young Singaporeans are seeking financial assistance and it disturbed him that these people seemed vulnerable to developing crutches. They won't hold down a job and find themselves unable to pay for their needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, Mr Lim Boon Heng (the smiley one) gave us this &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060805/5/singapore223058.html"&gt;advice&lt;/a&gt; . Take advantage of the economic recovery, he said. Ok lah, before we go ballistic with our jibes, I implore all to give the man a break. Afterall, he was the clown who ventured a 80% win for PM in AMK. We can't really expect him to be very accurate in his observations. Moreover, he may not know that one-third of Singaporeans' wages were decreasing during this economic recovery period too. He is only the Labour Chief, not your MOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, some had already heeded his kind advice. The transport operators (taxi/bus/train) had increased their fares. Latest to join in the fray was the LTA with its announcement of increased ERP charges. Basically, those who can take advantage of this economic recovery, 'take advantage already' and those who can't (like the commuters and car owners) had been taken advantage of instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this little wisdom of 'taking advantage while you can' was manifested way before Lim's enlightenment. If the CDCs, CCCs and the RCs etc were too generous and eager to throw crutches to everyone, including those not needing them, no one can blame the young for taking free lunches. According to Mr Mah Bow Tan, this is rare in Singapore. And Singaporeans know the value of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; commodity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I think Lee's message is not meant for the young who increasingly seeks financial assistance. Afterall, there are criteria to be met before assistance is distributed? I think he wanted to remind those folks at the various CDCs, RCCs and what-nots to exercise due diligence when performing their Santa Claus duties (the elections are over, dude, no need to pump numbers). Or, it could mean two other possibilities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Wages are really not keeping up with the costs of living (so the young can't afford their needs). This also means that the job market is still bad as there is a dearth of good-paying jobs even for the young (not your old fogeys stuck in structural unemployment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Criteria for assistance needs reviewing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years of taking Singaporean salt tells me the problem will dissolve like salt crystals in water. The young will take advantage of the economic recovery to find well-paying jobs that can pay for their needs (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; paying for other companies' urgent needs like fare increases). More effectively, the signal was there to slow down the giving till sometime around 2011?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our young will always be saved from developing those crutches simply because there is no free lunch in Singapore (&lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;after elections&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/economic" rel="tag"&gt;economic recovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115477053292344582?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115477053292344582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115477053292344582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115477053292344582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115477053292344582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-want-more.html' title='We want more?!'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115458081855841871</id><published>2006-08-02T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:58:56.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son thinks &lt;em&gt;'Uniquely Singapore'&lt;/em&gt; sucks as a tagline. Ahh, the follies of youth and the young English-educated radicals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only old fogeys like me would appreciate the &lt;em&gt;Uniquely Singapore&lt;/em&gt; features we have. Like our democracy. Another would be the uniquely 'stealth-like' ability our country has that can evade detection by foreign bodies. These foreigners, be it voluntary organisations or the foreign press, always see a totally different image of us (usually negative). Uniquely, they seem oblivious to the realities that Singaporeans enjoy in our beautiful tropical island. Either they are looking at the wrong red dot or the true Singapore is hiding below their radar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/222808/1/.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Where on earth did &lt;strong&gt;Human Rights Watch&lt;/strong&gt; get the idea that our foreign maids are unhappy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The survey by the Feedback Unit said it all. Our foreign domestic talents can't be happier since they are allowed to visit the doctor when sick. See, Singapore employers treat them really well. Fellow blogger, the good-hearted &lt;a href="http://www.nofearsingapore.blogspot.com"&gt;NofearSingapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;, thought a mandatory day-off should be given, at least, as maids often multitask 24/7.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, what a frivolous (and probably a decadent western idea) suggestion to grant a day-off when they are so happy in their jobs. Mind you, this could lead to a 'handouts' mentality amongst foreign maids. There is no free lunch in Singapore. Amazing isn't it, our government is so consistent in its principles of governance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are at it, I urge the Feedback Unit to also publicise survey findings that prove all Study Mamas in Singapore are very happy and that they are financially independent. Most of them spent their afternoons in posh hotels having High-tea after shopping along Orchard Road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Feedback Unit shares the 'twins effect' with our MSM. Without them, Singaporeans would not know that everyone else in Singapore is very happy. Only Singaporeans are unhappy but that is not important hor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/maids" rel="tag"&gt;maids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115458081855841871?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115458081855841871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115458081855841871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115458081855841871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115458081855841871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-are-happy.html' title='We are happy!'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115433181224207364</id><published>2006-07-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:47:26.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking indeed ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I was very amused when I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/060731/5/singapore222205.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Before anyone start chiding this middle-aged woman for her heartless actions, I must say I am also very sad that the Middle-east situation has deteriorated to current levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any Singaporean of heartlander origin, I don't have anything intelligent to say about the war. All I know is, this Middle-East crisis is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO PLAY, PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It existed even before I was born. My 'hip and happening' son told me it had started since the biblical times. So, unless I am GOD, I am not going to comment about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help when a cynical smile crept up upon me (and all these while, I had problems trying to contribute mine to the 4 million smiles campaign). I mean, don't you think the headline is really quite funny?! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MFA was deeply shocked that innocent lives were lost in Lebanon?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe they thought Israel was having an airshow in Lebanon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, those guys in MFA played too many cyber war games. In reality, I would assume there would be innocent lives lost in ANY war. Hey, this is definitely not one of those terrorist drills we have in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, such expressions are not uniquely Singapore lah. I have come across many world-class politicians making a fool of themselves in a similar fashion too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/war" rel="tag"&gt;war&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115433181224207364?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115433181224207364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115433181224207364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115433181224207364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115433181224207364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/shocking-indeed.html' title='Shocking indeed ...'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115396796725312856</id><published>2006-07-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:48:38.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bending willow, Singapore's sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My heart is feeling heavy after reading two articles from TODAY. One was titled "Size matters - for S'pore foreign policy'" and the other "Greet, smile, thank, but don't complain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/articles/132938.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Article 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/articles/132931.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Article 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I can't quarrel with the underlying pragmatism (equals logic, &lt;em&gt;loosel&lt;/em&gt;y) for the messages put across in them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;In the first, the government tells us that Singapore is small and she cannot afford to be principled and idealistic in our foreign relations. We can't contribute significantly in the global arena given our smallness and survival should be our top priority because the world can do without us. How enlightening and truthful to hear it from the horse's mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Suddenly, we are not world-class and invincible. We are reduced to a "tiny red dot" overnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Luckily, I understood this all along or I would be seriously disillusioned. Yep, &lt;em&gt;yours truly&lt;/em&gt; was never caught up with the euphoria about us being world-class and an economic myth. While I am proud to be Singaporean, I do not trumpet our achievements loudly to foreigners and in foreign lands. More so, when I feel that we are not as great as we thought ourselves to be. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bigger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; countries had to struggle with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;more and worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; obstacles. At most, we are lucky and partly because we are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Soon, Singaporeans will have to realise the sad reality of us needing to stoop low for a mere five scoops? of rice - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;为五斗米折腰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as the chinese saying goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;In the second article, we see how our smallness affects reality around us. The taxi drivers have started bending their willows. We will greet, smile and thank but we simply can't complain because the IMF/World Bank delegates can do without our taxis. I wonder if the same rule also applies when these customers complain about us 'unreasonably' and without giving solutions??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Does having a cabinet of eighty or more "million-dollar ministers" and MPs solve Singapore's problem of size? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This is Singapore's sorrow. My Heart feels it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sorrow" rel="tag"&gt;sorrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115396796725312856?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115396796725312856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115396796725312856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115396796725312856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115396796725312856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/bending-willow-singapores-sorrow.html' title='A bending willow, Singapore&apos;s sorrow'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31609648.post-115380065792310558</id><published>2006-07-24T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:51:42.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart aches for the $50 million</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Yay, this is my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Ok, not exactly a great leap for mankind. &lt;em&gt;But, a giant step for yours truly here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think blogging is for the young ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like those English-educated radical young &lt;/span&gt;...) &lt;/em&gt;and I was understandably "paiseh" for harboring such a frivolous and unconstructive thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what do you know?! I bumped around the blogosphere for a few months and made some major discoveries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Not all bloggers are young. (&lt;em&gt;Even Xiaxue is not that young).&lt;/em&gt; They come in all sorts of shapes and sizes in a figurative way. There is even a meek kitten which blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 There is also a strong gender equality. Blogging is not dominated by male or female. Being a female, this is comforting as there would not be any "glass ceiling" to affect my blogging career. (&lt;em&gt;In fact, nice pictures of the gentler sex always please and excite readership, I think&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 While some blogs are very intellectual, really, most are less demanding of our cerebral agility. However, all is not lost. Those with less emphasis on intellectual content usually compensates with their creativity and &lt;em&gt;sincerity&lt;/em&gt;. I am happy to say that most bloggers blog with a message, only those who can't understand these messages call them &lt;em&gt;internet chatter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there are some discussions amongst bloggers on the closure of Biopolis, the much touted partnership of A*Star with Johns Hopkins? (&lt;em&gt;Sorry, still learning to link&lt;/em&gt;). If you want details, well, go to TODAY. There is a very long reply from A*Star to explain the fall-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, many questioned the monies lost. $50 million is not a small peanut. Given that any foray into new industries will produce some spectacular losses at some point in time. I am just wondering how much more to 'invest' and how many more of such ill-fated ventures will we see in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To risk sounding like a hindsight guru, I had heard my heart's whispers when the partnership was celebrated fiercely in the MSM at its launch, eight years ago. My heart was telling me that there are no short-cuts to the heart. Everything starts from the capillaries, the veins, the arteries, the aorta and finally to the four chambers etc (&lt;em&gt;Ok,I am not trained in the wonders of the human anatomy so there may be inaccuracies but I think that's the general idea&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would-be bioscientists who are lured by the opportunity of earning big bucks and driving sports cars can be quite dangerous. We know money can buy morality, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, we are constantly being asked to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. So I will. I only wished the MRT can also move on too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note: The NEL is notoriously resistant to the Government's call to move on. It was halted for a few hours again!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Singapore" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Biopolis" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Biopolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31609648-115380065792310558?l=whispersfromheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115380065792310558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31609648&amp;postID=115380065792310558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115380065792310558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31609648/posts/default/115380065792310558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersfromheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/heart-aches-for-50-million.html' title='The Heart aches for the $50 million'/><author><name>Whispers from the heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00033316941375770997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7488/3432/1600/sunrise.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
