Over-read from someone's MSN header:
"angels fly high because they take themselves lightly".
cute.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
I'm Seoul excited!
(I have since had new political views, please refer to www.fivestarsandamoon.com for updates)
But first, at the risk of sounding too anti-singapore, please take a look at this website : http://derekwee.blogspot.com/ especially if you're overseas, are over 40 or are just clueless about what's happening in the country in general.
I've been so busy, i hardly have time to write! In fact, i'm just squeezing in the last few minutes of my lunch hour to feed in whatever bit of information i can.
Here's a briefy of what's happend during the past few days:
- Went to a local amusement park
- Ate VERY local food
- Booked a flight to Seoul
- Got my hair cut
- Cooked lunch for my neighbour's kids
- Went out with my colleagues
Gotta get back to work. ----outz*
But first, at the risk of sounding too anti-singapore, please take a look at this website : http://derekwee.blogspot.com/ especially if you're overseas, are over 40 or are just clueless about what's happening in the country in general.
I've been so busy, i hardly have time to write! In fact, i'm just squeezing in the last few minutes of my lunch hour to feed in whatever bit of information i can.
Here's a briefy of what's happend during the past few days:
- Went to a local amusement park
- Ate VERY local food
- Booked a flight to Seoul
- Got my hair cut
- Cooked lunch for my neighbour's kids
- Went out with my colleagues
Gotta get back to work. ----outz*
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
We banned Far Eastern Economic Review? Disgusting.
Another publication banned from Singapore. What are we? A nation of idiots? A bunch of f*ck-wits? Can't we decide what's wholesome and what's not? Are we unable to separate fact from bullshit? Or is there more bullshit that we should be worried about?
Not even my mom and dad have a right to tell me what i can or cannot do. I am free and it is my right to be free. I can decide. I don't need a bunch of dysfunctional old men, devoid of any sex life whatsoever, sitting in a corner of parliament... free to do whatever the fuck they want, free to spend however they like, free to wank to all manner of porn in the privacy of their mansions. I don't need them to legislate my life, to tell me that oral sex is illegal. To tell me what religion i can practice. To tell me not to chew gum? To tell me what i can or cannot write in my blog (of which people are free to decide if i'm writing bullshit or not).
It is embarrassing. I'm sick of foreigners thinking that i come from a nation of babies.
The PAP is up there along with Microsoft, McDonalds, Coca Cola and a watered-down version of the Chinese Communist Party. And like most dictators and monopolies, they leave you no choice but to keep buying from them and they decide what you need. Only the very brainless, soulless, weak of heart and abject lazy will take to such a system.
So it has happened: the Singapore Government banned the Hong Kong-based monthly periodical The Far Eastern Economic Review. Not only are counter sales prohibited, but anyone found with a subscriber copy faces arrest.
The paper was required to post a $S200,000 bond however The Review failed to do so, reasoning that no other country makes such a demand. The Government probably requires such a bond because it suspects that foreign courts will not enforce the defamation judgements of Singapore courts that are made in favour of Singapore's politicians.
Lee Kuan Yew likes to think that Singapore is modern; a member of the First World. He is wrong.
Monday, October 02, 2006
I HEART HONG KONG!
I have been isolated from the rest of society for too long. For those of you who think
that capitalism is such bad thing, may i invite you to spend 6 months in the futher reaches of the Pearl River in Canton.
When i was asked to sit in for the IPO meeting in Hong Kong, my eyes glowed with the
same excited, fanatical evil that a child rapist has upon being invited to a Macdonald's kiddie party. I NEEDED HONG KONG. I MUST HAVE HONG KONG!
3 hours and one rocky train ride later, I found myself soaking up a capitalist's heaven in Wan Chai. Ooooh, the cold air-conditioning, THE SMELL OF REAL PERFUME IN THE AIR, REAL WORLD FOOD, oooooh, the books! A REAL BOOKSTORE WITH *gasp* ENGLISH BOOKS!
And the brands!! The L'occitaines, the Bang and Olufsen, the Guess, the Zara, the Calvin Kleins, the The Body Shops. GIRLS WHO DRESS DECENTLY (which is to say, indecently to some of you, but i'm not much of a moralist). Just 5 minutes in Wan Chai and my head is spinning from a high that so far only skunk can deliver.
Throwing economic caution to the wind, i fished out the dollars and shopped like a woman. Believe me. After months of looking at shit consumer goods at Guangzhou's Tian He district, i feel literally, like the proverbial kid in a candy shop.
My soul was healed merely by the look and touch of designer furniture. My olfactory receptors have come back to life again with the subtle hint of sexy perfume and teased by savoury smells of a skillful baker at the cafe.
I look forward to heading back to China again with as much gleeful anticipation as eating a bowl of cockroaches. Laced with snake bile.
But now i'm back in the harsh reality of Canton with nothing but pictures of dear old Hong Kong. I must, must get out of this country again, i promised myself a trip to either Tokyo or Seoul and I must go again. Working in a place like this, it is so important to leave for a REAL CITY at least once a month or risk going berserk.
AND FOR THE LAST TIME, HONG KONG IS NOT LIKE SINGAPORE! So things are expensive there, boo-fucking-hoo, so they have the same shopping stuff as us. Then stay home and not leave changi airport ever! hong kong has culture, identity and a history that is as rich as china's. they even have a national language! they have enough guts to express themselves and geez, what will our oriental lives be without TVB? Does singapore have any of these? nOooOoOooo.......so stop saying "it's like singapore" cause i'm sure the hongkies would be very insulted. (and if not for the disturbing fact that they're technically run by Beijing, i would be very happy to move there)
Here are some pictures of Hong Kong. But don't just look at them. Go to Hong Kong. Go now. Pick up your phone book your favourite air line and just go.
Cats on parade!
Kitty bride of frankenstine.
A display of weird cat dolls.
At a junction of Kowloon Tong (i think)
Underwater tunnel.
What will the East be without the strange choice of words?
that capitalism is such bad thing, may i invite you to spend 6 months in the futher reaches of the Pearl River in Canton.
When i was asked to sit in for the IPO meeting in Hong Kong, my eyes glowed with the
same excited, fanatical evil that a child rapist has upon being invited to a Macdonald's kiddie party. I NEEDED HONG KONG. I MUST HAVE HONG KONG!
3 hours and one rocky train ride later, I found myself soaking up a capitalist's heaven in Wan Chai. Ooooh, the cold air-conditioning, THE SMELL OF REAL PERFUME IN THE AIR, REAL WORLD FOOD, oooooh, the books! A REAL BOOKSTORE WITH *gasp* ENGLISH BOOKS!
And the brands!! The L'occitaines, the Bang and Olufsen, the Guess, the Zara, the Calvin Kleins, the The Body Shops. GIRLS WHO DRESS DECENTLY (which is to say, indecently to some of you, but i'm not much of a moralist). Just 5 minutes in Wan Chai and my head is spinning from a high that so far only skunk can deliver.
Throwing economic caution to the wind, i fished out the dollars and shopped like a woman. Believe me. After months of looking at shit consumer goods at Guangzhou's Tian He district, i feel literally, like the proverbial kid in a candy shop.
My soul was healed merely by the look and touch of designer furniture. My olfactory receptors have come back to life again with the subtle hint of sexy perfume and teased by savoury smells of a skillful baker at the cafe.
I look forward to heading back to China again with as much gleeful anticipation as eating a bowl of cockroaches. Laced with snake bile.
But now i'm back in the harsh reality of Canton with nothing but pictures of dear old Hong Kong. I must, must get out of this country again, i promised myself a trip to either Tokyo or Seoul and I must go again. Working in a place like this, it is so important to leave for a REAL CITY at least once a month or risk going berserk.
AND FOR THE LAST TIME, HONG KONG IS NOT LIKE SINGAPORE! So things are expensive there, boo-fucking-hoo, so they have the same shopping stuff as us. Then stay home and not leave changi airport ever! hong kong has culture, identity and a history that is as rich as china's. they even have a national language! they have enough guts to express themselves and geez, what will our oriental lives be without TVB? Does singapore have any of these? nOooOoOooo.......so stop saying "it's like singapore" cause i'm sure the hongkies would be very insulted. (and if not for the disturbing fact that they're technically run by Beijing, i would be very happy to move there)
Here are some pictures of Hong Kong. But don't just look at them. Go to Hong Kong. Go now. Pick up your phone book your favourite air line and just go.
Cats on parade!
Kitty bride of frankenstine.
A display of weird cat dolls.
At a junction of Kowloon Tong (i think)
Underwater tunnel.
What will the East be without the strange choice of words?
Voodoo doll chinese-fied.
Give a Chinese girl a Voodoo doll and look at what she does to it.Turned a perfectly evil looking voodoo doll into a cutesy pig tailed thing.
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