Saturday, June 18, 2005

 

Singapore - My home?

Wow! Since when did the class blog become a "I hate my country" blog? Ok, since I am already not physically in Singapore i can safely say whatever I want and not fear any persecution. At least till my visa expires. So here goes.

I have been in Germany for 19 days. What do I miss? Aside from family and friends, I long for a bowl of laksa, sambal kangkong, my mom's steamed fish. I regret not eating the AMK ave 3 crabs. Tao huay. Wanton mee. You get the point.

Aside from friends and family (and rather obviously, food), Singapore means nothing to me. Why should she? We have no culture, history or unity. We pretend to live harmoniously with other races. We act moral, lambasting government plans for a casino, and book a ticket to Genting the next day. We are, by law, forced to vote – and there can only be one outcome. We get all heated up when some (misquoted) scholar says that the guys whine too much (which they do if you ask me). We have had the same superstar actress idol since I was born. We always blame weak economic growth on external influences. We give money, but not help to the needy. We force our children to study so much, they all become myopic. We do everything the government says. We can’t be bothered to express our opinions in public. We drive Mercedes cars to collect free used textbooks. We never smile to strangers, unless they are ang mohs. We call the NKF hotline and think we are saints. We have no original variety shows on TV. We cannot survive without the maid. The government collects our tax money and happily keeps it in their vaults. The youth complain that there is no free speech, but are stumped when countered with, "Have you ever tried posting something in the Forum page of The Straits Times?"We just look at our bank accounts and think that is all to life.

So is that a place I can proudly call home?



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