What A Smart Investment For One's Long-Term Well-Being
I have always thought that as we grow in our years with age, our teeth will all drop off and we will all end up looking like Old Mother Hubbard, who sat on her tuffet (or is that a line from Miss Muffet instead?), muching porridge with a set of teethless smile.
Ha ha ha. I just love the word "munching" because it just shows how age can really eat into your enamel.
Therefore I thought nothing of dentures as being a GIVEN. That was until I paid a dentist a visit that day and he shook my long-held mistaken notion to its very core.
I was told that if I keep up with my flossing and brushing and engage in a little shaping and aligning along the way, with the help of braces of course - in short orthodontics treatment - I may just get to keep most of my teeth till my old age.
Guess that just woke me up to the fact that all those kids with their thousands of dollars worth of red, blue and green-colored aesthetic braces paid for by their RICH PARENTS are JUST ONE HECK OF A SMART KID WHO ARE INVESTING IN THEIR FUTURE HEALTH AND WELL-BEING!
Lucky lucky lucky rich kids!
An Assembly-Line Kinda Feeling
On the big day I decided to proceed with THIS BIG DECISION TO wear braces for the next two to two and half years (oh yes, I chose red for my aesthetics), I had my mouth probed into, my lips torn apart, my teeth checked and rechecked, photographed and X-rayed, wax for moulds shoved into and outtta my mouth and all these happening while signing on the dotted line for some consent forms.
I felt like I was some product moved from one assembly line to another. Efficient and professional -yes but nothing much else. And I acually consented to the X-ray films and photographs being used for academic discussion and teaching purposes.
Oh WOW! I want royalties for that!
My mute sister will be next in line for her set of false dentures.
My First Full-Body Sports Massage And Physiotherapy Patient
It has been almost a good 20-day wait for my first sports massage and physiotherapy patient to turn up!
When I got his booking and outcall, I was almost numb with the long wait (not that all that bad things that had happened to me didn't add on to my feelinglessness). But I pulled myself together and managed a short session of a gym work-out before scooting down to his place.
At his door-step, I noticed he wasn't much of a good looker and that was only because of the pimples and scarring that marred his otherwise tanned and relatively good physique and youthfulness.
He was topless and dressed in a pair of knee-high bod shorts so I could tell instantly what he looked like.
I stripped down and seeing that I did, he did the same. He had a nice long dick and it was half-erected.
And with that I began a session of a hot massage in his bedroom. Though the air-conditioner was turned down quite low, I was actually sweating because I was giving my all and I was variously straddling him, squatting and standing over him on his queen-size bed so that I could rub in my BEST for him.
The last stage was that nice long dick standing its full length gearing up for a full frontal view massage which I couldn't resist a massage and putting my mouth to.
It was MORE THAN JUST delicious!
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
The Hair Has It And Shows Us For Who We Are
Three Hot Schools Training On The Track And Field
Super duper stunning and young good lookers out on the tracks engaging in their athletic training.
I wanna get closer but somehow I got tight-lipped. I hope the other party takes the initiative instead. Even if I do, is my gaydar working (even if it is, I may not be their pick) and will they turn out to be like the many I have run into?
Keeping in touch just fizzles out once the other person throws a spanner in the works, like he is with his girl friend. An obvious hint to buzz off. And I do take the cue and keep my distance.
Sigh, life is tough for gays to get hitched. Maybe more so in my case.
Me And My New Hair Look - Long Is The Word
I have never kept my hair longer than 8 weeks. But today marks the 10th week my hair has been growing naturally into its shaggy tail-ends, tousled messiness and wind-swept untidiness.
And I am loving it and learning to live with it. Once the time is ripe, I will trim, cut and shape into a different style. A style that copes with my NEW LONG-HAIR look.
Schools and throughout our lives, we have been mind-controlled and conforming to the standards to GOD KNOWS WHO set the rules.
Some freaking stupid GOD who thinks he is GOD!
Super duper stunning and young good lookers out on the tracks engaging in their athletic training.
I wanna get closer but somehow I got tight-lipped. I hope the other party takes the initiative instead. Even if I do, is my gaydar working (even if it is, I may not be their pick) and will they turn out to be like the many I have run into?
Keeping in touch just fizzles out once the other person throws a spanner in the works, like he is with his girl friend. An obvious hint to buzz off. And I do take the cue and keep my distance.
Sigh, life is tough for gays to get hitched. Maybe more so in my case.
Me And My New Hair Look - Long Is The Word
I have never kept my hair longer than 8 weeks. But today marks the 10th week my hair has been growing naturally into its shaggy tail-ends, tousled messiness and wind-swept untidiness.
And I am loving it and learning to live with it. Once the time is ripe, I will trim, cut and shape into a different style. A style that copes with my NEW LONG-HAIR look.
Schools and throughout our lives, we have been mind-controlled and conforming to the standards to GOD KNOWS WHO set the rules.
Some freaking stupid GOD who thinks he is GOD!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
That Is Just Me
An Eye Feast For A Lone Foreign Man
This Indian man (ok so maybe he is Bangla or someone else) sat right smack in the middle of the train on the plastic seats.
While his body was almost motionless, his eyes were twinkling and following the galls on board the train. Galls in various stages of undress with exposed abs revealing navels or butts showing their cracklines.
At some point he was slapping his forehead and you could tell that he was squirming and feeling very uncomfortable in his seat.
He was very, very distracted (for whatever reasons) by the sea of young galls and women who boarded and alighted from the train and who chattered and squeezed themselves among the crowd of commuters.
Galls who would, to a foreign man from a Third World, seem loose and too immodestly dressed.
Did the galls raise his testesterone a few notches higher? Were they tempting him into adultery when he has a family back home to feed and loof after? Was he desperate and alone?
Is he seeking solace in the midst of this relentless commercial grind that bears no meaning for him except that he needs the money? Is this too much of a culture shock?
Only the foreign man himself will know.
Nothing Old Or Too Traditional For Me Especially If It Is A Bad Habit Or Tradition
I eschew everything old and traditional especially if it is bad.
Therefore there shall be no sniffing and the rubbing of axe oil for me to ward off giddy spells or in the heat or in crowds. No Vicks VapoRub. No biting into a cane of sugar with the bare teeth that can only jag the edges if not crook the teeth.
I eschew almost everything old and traditional especially if they are bad practices that can harm one.
This Indian man (ok so maybe he is Bangla or someone else) sat right smack in the middle of the train on the plastic seats.
While his body was almost motionless, his eyes were twinkling and following the galls on board the train. Galls in various stages of undress with exposed abs revealing navels or butts showing their cracklines.
At some point he was slapping his forehead and you could tell that he was squirming and feeling very uncomfortable in his seat.
He was very, very distracted (for whatever reasons) by the sea of young galls and women who boarded and alighted from the train and who chattered and squeezed themselves among the crowd of commuters.
Galls who would, to a foreign man from a Third World, seem loose and too immodestly dressed.
Did the galls raise his testesterone a few notches higher? Were they tempting him into adultery when he has a family back home to feed and loof after? Was he desperate and alone?
Is he seeking solace in the midst of this relentless commercial grind that bears no meaning for him except that he needs the money? Is this too much of a culture shock?
Only the foreign man himself will know.
Nothing Old Or Too Traditional For Me Especially If It Is A Bad Habit Or Tradition
I eschew everything old and traditional especially if it is bad.
Therefore there shall be no sniffing and the rubbing of axe oil for me to ward off giddy spells or in the heat or in crowds. No Vicks VapoRub. No biting into a cane of sugar with the bare teeth that can only jag the edges if not crook the teeth.
I eschew almost everything old and traditional especially if they are bad practices that can harm one.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Another Rare Blog
A Change For The Worse
That is how I am all my life.
From home to school and then to work. I have never given anyone any problems but it seems that starting from home, then school and finally at work, the people around me were constantly giving me problems instead.
Not to mention the state. Its policies and a myriad of its state-related administration blackhole. A whole slew of nonsense thrown up by the ruling "elites" (sounds a lot like idiots if you ask me).
Every bad life event that befalls me just hardens my stance against humanity. You can be sure of that. In fact I am committed to doing one bad deed every day in this EVIL-dom.
You bet, I change, starting from my life in school.
A Big "No" To Things That Runs Contrary To My Fundamentals
But the fundamentals for me remain largely unchanged. This has strengthened my resolve especially in the light of the kinda women, wimps and blimps I have been leasing places from. Oo and don't forget the foreign and local thrash!
No to all three. No to local or foreign thrash. No to the ruling idiots. No to living with people of a different ethnic group and of a Third World kind (for obvious reasons of different religious practices and habits and lifestyles).
JUST A BIG NO. Everyone has a choice as to the kinda friends and beaus they wanna keep company with or start life on.
Fuck Off, Get Out And Drop Dead
Three things I wanna say to whoever it is who is putting me in this predicament. One, FUCK OFF. Two, GET OUT and three, DROP DEAD.
Come up to me, tell me in the face you are the one and I WILL SMASH YOUR FACE TO SMITHEREENS.
Before anyone plays GOD, let us all look at ourselves real hard and good in the mirror.
Which Can Be Worse?
Once I got to know Rhemi better, his character just sucks. If not for his smaller size, I would have had a slug-out with him. He is such a wimp! Going back on his every word!
Like all the wimps I ran into. Wimps who are gays, bis or ex-gays turned straight. I am not sure which of the three categories could be worse.
The ex-gays who are now holed up with bimbs prolly would fit the worst category followed by the bisexuals. I guess they are much to be feared and loathed too.
And that just goes to show their ambivalence. Anyone who can't stand firmly behind his sexuality despite knowing better, is just someone you can't trust.
Deceit begets deceit. Then more deceit. And before you know it, you become the government of the day!
Only The Young Courting Couples And The Young Families Are Happy (For The Time Being), After That A "Happy" Marriage Just Declines When The Couples Realise Life Is More Than Just Reproduction And Conforming To Societal Norms Contrary To Their Own Knowing, Deep-Seated Gut Feel
Look at Andy. I susupect he is bisexual. So he has turned straight. But is he happy in this marriage to "The Woman"?
I don't think so. He works till late at night, usually past midnight and even on weekends. I suspect there is just something going on. "The Woman" and Ashley are left to their own devices.
So you call that a happy family life together?
Can They Say UV Is One Cause Of Cataract?
Ok so my cataract is congenital. But the medical literature has not mentioned one shred of UV being a cause.
I guess they can't because if they do, Singapore, being somewhere in the tropics would be inundated with cataract cases wouldn't we?
Maybe we are but we ain't getting the statistics.
Other Eye Ailments
On top of my cataract, I have presbyopia and my eye prescription reading has changed drastically.
Gosh that means new lenses all round and I have to resolve what I should be purchasing. Would it be a full-powered pair of lenses or one that is progressive (or what is still known as bifocal) or a strictly presbyopic pair of glasses.
Decisions, decisions, decisions. In fact, I had to revisit the eye consultant twice just so that I could get his professional opinion as to what he thinks I should do with three different sets of prescription readings.
And more money and funds for a future eye-op and what about that L2 compression thingy I had? GOD KNOWS WHAT ELSE life may throw down my way?
No Second Look Or Chance - I Just Turn My Back On Them
I have been bumping into some of the previous landlords (or whoever) I rented places from.
Psycho - his characteristic head scarf still wrapped round his head and yes that Malaysian slut of a wimp (my very first taste of a foreign place owner and what a bitter aftertaste).
He is with some security services tending to emergencies at one of our entry-exit points. Imagine someone like that working at one of our high-security places and he phishes at home!
Oo!
No Easy Search And Countless Rejections - So What If I Go For Someone Younger?
Searching for that elusive beau!
The good ones don't cross my path and I am not just talking about the good lookers but without a slight hint of personality or character. I am talking about people with both. A rare gem it seems! And yeah, most are not gay OR SO IT SEEMS.
A ploy perhaps to throw moi off their trail.
Guess I am not their type. And I also pick and choose I suppose. No need someone SO FANTASTIC but someone in between will do.
If I have to live my life alone, SO BE IT!
The hunt goes on.
First You Deny Me A School, Now If You Deny Me This As A Means To Eke Out A Living, I WILL KILL YOU!
If there is gonna be another accreditation scheme for physiotherapists or masseurs and this is gonna deny me my ricebowl further, I WILL KILL YOU
Like optometry, it is not an exact or precise science and all the paper credits and academic courses will NOT DO ANY FURTHER GOOD.
As it is and as part of our entrenched TIPU culture here, you don't usually get a good massage therapy anywhere, AT LEAST not the full works from head to toe and from front to back.
You get only part of the whole works AND sexual prostitution seems to be under the guise of a massage these days.
When I do a sports massage, it is a holistic therapy and yes, full body massage (plus a dick massage) and sex therapy if so requested, the latter being optional.
Everyone is doing it and then you wanna deny moi his?
One Lone Man Versus A Groupie And You Pick On Him? Where Is Your Sense Of Judgement?
I bought a packet of black carrot cake and proceeded to Mcdonalds to tuck into my breakfast.
Before I know it, the supervisor came round and rattled on about non-halal food being expressly forbidden to be consumed within its premises.
In fact someone even called in the police only last week, according to MR FATSO and right after that, a team of three of our blue squad members actually sauntered by. I have spotted three or more of them only a few nights ago besieging a poor lone man sitting at the void deck.
Contrast this with the groupies (of certainly more than five of different races and ages hanging out at the central courtyard right up to 2am and beyond).
Gosh I actually got out that night to see what actually goes on below the block. Other than groupies all over, two guys accompanied a gall to her home and all seemed tipsy. I understand from the punk's neighbor that they are moving out following numerous complaints.
Makes one disbelieve the kinda patrols our blue squad chooses to go on.
And yes because of the arena and the high walls (some acoustic thingy), the beep on their mobiles or their chatter actually echoes and reverberates all round in the dead of the night.
Truth is, it takes only one laughing hyena and that mirth irritates you to the bone because of the reverberation.
A Night When A Big Fight Occurred
Just like Miss Fat Gallfriend of Rhemi who purposely slams the door one night when she comes home and because the door is really hollow, it shakes. Just like when the copters hovering close to the blocks did the same thing once to my door.
In reply I did the same and she had the cheek to confront moi. On top of her other accusations that I bath in the toilet without locking the door (I never once did and she had never come round that close except Rhemi).
In the first place, she shouldn't even be in the picture because Rhemi owns the place and we signed the contract in the presence of the real estate agent as the witness.
If it is to be the way she wants it, then Grand Aunties and Uncles can all come in and have their say on the matter.
So what if I turn on a night lamp every night when I sleep? Who wouldn't under the kinda circumstances I am living in?
The Punk has readily admitted he is fickle-minded. There you have it! And letting an old man bathe in cold water while he enjoys the creature comforts of a hot bath in his own room IS JUST DOWNRIGHT DESPICABLE.
The McDonalds' Incident
Back to the story of the Mcdonalds' incident.
I am not sure what pork or lard he was referring to. The carrot cake was fried in vegetable oil. There are restaurants touting "Non-Halal" food but no pork or lard so Muslims can actually dine in them. And where is the Halal certificate that should come right along with it at its premises if it so pronounces itself to be one? So what do you make of that?
Golly what about its staff members who actually take out the thrash and then handle food or clean out the toilets and then handle food? Wouldn't that be a sure way to contaminate food? What if they don't wash as thoroughly as they should? Another Prima Deli food poisoning case just waiting to happen?
And yes I have spotted houseflies on its other premises before.
And I was outside in the al-fresco section so "No outside food is allowed" just doesn't apply because I am already outside?
The Community's Doing And UnDoing - Stupid Fucking Fools
I was in fact stung by one of its auntie staff member who when I requested for a new styrofoam cup for a tea refill insisted that I bring back the old one.
Despite telling her that the old one was dirtied, she chose to launch into a tirade.
I brought this to the attention of the McDonalds supervisor.
This is the doing and the undoing of the community. The company has its policies. Please do not add on your own. The saka king or queen that you are. Just shut your trap and the company knows no better.
In fact I think that at the ground level, the community and its leaders have more discretionary power than they choose to exercise.
This in short sums up how deserving the community is for all that it is getting.
That is how I am all my life.
From home to school and then to work. I have never given anyone any problems but it seems that starting from home, then school and finally at work, the people around me were constantly giving me problems instead.
Not to mention the state. Its policies and a myriad of its state-related administration blackhole. A whole slew of nonsense thrown up by the ruling "elites" (sounds a lot like idiots if you ask me).
Every bad life event that befalls me just hardens my stance against humanity. You can be sure of that. In fact I am committed to doing one bad deed every day in this EVIL-dom.
You bet, I change, starting from my life in school.
A Big "No" To Things That Runs Contrary To My Fundamentals
But the fundamentals for me remain largely unchanged. This has strengthened my resolve especially in the light of the kinda women, wimps and blimps I have been leasing places from. Oo and don't forget the foreign and local thrash!
No to all three. No to local or foreign thrash. No to the ruling idiots. No to living with people of a different ethnic group and of a Third World kind (for obvious reasons of different religious practices and habits and lifestyles).
JUST A BIG NO. Everyone has a choice as to the kinda friends and beaus they wanna keep company with or start life on.
Fuck Off, Get Out And Drop Dead
Three things I wanna say to whoever it is who is putting me in this predicament. One, FUCK OFF. Two, GET OUT and three, DROP DEAD.
Come up to me, tell me in the face you are the one and I WILL SMASH YOUR FACE TO SMITHEREENS.
Before anyone plays GOD, let us all look at ourselves real hard and good in the mirror.
Which Can Be Worse?
Once I got to know Rhemi better, his character just sucks. If not for his smaller size, I would have had a slug-out with him. He is such a wimp! Going back on his every word!
Like all the wimps I ran into. Wimps who are gays, bis or ex-gays turned straight. I am not sure which of the three categories could be worse.
The ex-gays who are now holed up with bimbs prolly would fit the worst category followed by the bisexuals. I guess they are much to be feared and loathed too.
And that just goes to show their ambivalence. Anyone who can't stand firmly behind his sexuality despite knowing better, is just someone you can't trust.
Deceit begets deceit. Then more deceit. And before you know it, you become the government of the day!
Only The Young Courting Couples And The Young Families Are Happy (For The Time Being), After That A "Happy" Marriage Just Declines When The Couples Realise Life Is More Than Just Reproduction And Conforming To Societal Norms Contrary To Their Own Knowing, Deep-Seated Gut Feel
Look at Andy. I susupect he is bisexual. So he has turned straight. But is he happy in this marriage to "The Woman"?
I don't think so. He works till late at night, usually past midnight and even on weekends. I suspect there is just something going on. "The Woman" and Ashley are left to their own devices.
So you call that a happy family life together?
Can They Say UV Is One Cause Of Cataract?
Ok so my cataract is congenital. But the medical literature has not mentioned one shred of UV being a cause.
I guess they can't because if they do, Singapore, being somewhere in the tropics would be inundated with cataract cases wouldn't we?
Maybe we are but we ain't getting the statistics.
Other Eye Ailments
On top of my cataract, I have presbyopia and my eye prescription reading has changed drastically.
Gosh that means new lenses all round and I have to resolve what I should be purchasing. Would it be a full-powered pair of lenses or one that is progressive (or what is still known as bifocal) or a strictly presbyopic pair of glasses.
Decisions, decisions, decisions. In fact, I had to revisit the eye consultant twice just so that I could get his professional opinion as to what he thinks I should do with three different sets of prescription readings.
And more money and funds for a future eye-op and what about that L2 compression thingy I had? GOD KNOWS WHAT ELSE life may throw down my way?
No Second Look Or Chance - I Just Turn My Back On Them
I have been bumping into some of the previous landlords (or whoever) I rented places from.
Psycho - his characteristic head scarf still wrapped round his head and yes that Malaysian slut of a wimp (my very first taste of a foreign place owner and what a bitter aftertaste).
He is with some security services tending to emergencies at one of our entry-exit points. Imagine someone like that working at one of our high-security places and he phishes at home!
Oo!
No Easy Search And Countless Rejections - So What If I Go For Someone Younger?
Searching for that elusive beau!
The good ones don't cross my path and I am not just talking about the good lookers but without a slight hint of personality or character. I am talking about people with both. A rare gem it seems! And yeah, most are not gay OR SO IT SEEMS.
A ploy perhaps to throw moi off their trail.
Guess I am not their type. And I also pick and choose I suppose. No need someone SO FANTASTIC but someone in between will do.
If I have to live my life alone, SO BE IT!
The hunt goes on.
First You Deny Me A School, Now If You Deny Me This As A Means To Eke Out A Living, I WILL KILL YOU!
If there is gonna be another accreditation scheme for physiotherapists or masseurs and this is gonna deny me my ricebowl further, I WILL KILL YOU
Like optometry, it is not an exact or precise science and all the paper credits and academic courses will NOT DO ANY FURTHER GOOD.
As it is and as part of our entrenched TIPU culture here, you don't usually get a good massage therapy anywhere, AT LEAST not the full works from head to toe and from front to back.
You get only part of the whole works AND sexual prostitution seems to be under the guise of a massage these days.
When I do a sports massage, it is a holistic therapy and yes, full body massage (plus a dick massage) and sex therapy if so requested, the latter being optional.
Everyone is doing it and then you wanna deny moi his?
One Lone Man Versus A Groupie And You Pick On Him? Where Is Your Sense Of Judgement?
I bought a packet of black carrot cake and proceeded to Mcdonalds to tuck into my breakfast.
Before I know it, the supervisor came round and rattled on about non-halal food being expressly forbidden to be consumed within its premises.
In fact someone even called in the police only last week, according to MR FATSO and right after that, a team of three of our blue squad members actually sauntered by. I have spotted three or more of them only a few nights ago besieging a poor lone man sitting at the void deck.
Contrast this with the groupies (of certainly more than five of different races and ages hanging out at the central courtyard right up to 2am and beyond).
Gosh I actually got out that night to see what actually goes on below the block. Other than groupies all over, two guys accompanied a gall to her home and all seemed tipsy. I understand from the punk's neighbor that they are moving out following numerous complaints.
Makes one disbelieve the kinda patrols our blue squad chooses to go on.
And yes because of the arena and the high walls (some acoustic thingy), the beep on their mobiles or their chatter actually echoes and reverberates all round in the dead of the night.
Truth is, it takes only one laughing hyena and that mirth irritates you to the bone because of the reverberation.
A Night When A Big Fight Occurred
Just like Miss Fat Gallfriend of Rhemi who purposely slams the door one night when she comes home and because the door is really hollow, it shakes. Just like when the copters hovering close to the blocks did the same thing once to my door.
In reply I did the same and she had the cheek to confront moi. On top of her other accusations that I bath in the toilet without locking the door (I never once did and she had never come round that close except Rhemi).
In the first place, she shouldn't even be in the picture because Rhemi owns the place and we signed the contract in the presence of the real estate agent as the witness.
If it is to be the way she wants it, then Grand Aunties and Uncles can all come in and have their say on the matter.
So what if I turn on a night lamp every night when I sleep? Who wouldn't under the kinda circumstances I am living in?
The Punk has readily admitted he is fickle-minded. There you have it! And letting an old man bathe in cold water while he enjoys the creature comforts of a hot bath in his own room IS JUST DOWNRIGHT DESPICABLE.
The McDonalds' Incident
Back to the story of the Mcdonalds' incident.
I am not sure what pork or lard he was referring to. The carrot cake was fried in vegetable oil. There are restaurants touting "Non-Halal" food but no pork or lard so Muslims can actually dine in them. And where is the Halal certificate that should come right along with it at its premises if it so pronounces itself to be one? So what do you make of that?
Golly what about its staff members who actually take out the thrash and then handle food or clean out the toilets and then handle food? Wouldn't that be a sure way to contaminate food? What if they don't wash as thoroughly as they should? Another Prima Deli food poisoning case just waiting to happen?
And yes I have spotted houseflies on its other premises before.
And I was outside in the al-fresco section so "No outside food is allowed" just doesn't apply because I am already outside?
The Community's Doing And UnDoing - Stupid Fucking Fools
I was in fact stung by one of its auntie staff member who when I requested for a new styrofoam cup for a tea refill insisted that I bring back the old one.
Despite telling her that the old one was dirtied, she chose to launch into a tirade.
I brought this to the attention of the McDonalds supervisor.
This is the doing and the undoing of the community. The company has its policies. Please do not add on your own. The saka king or queen that you are. Just shut your trap and the company knows no better.
In fact I think that at the ground level, the community and its leaders have more discretionary power than they choose to exercise.
This in short sums up how deserving the community is for all that it is getting.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
More Good News, Thanks To You And Your Many Policies And Tests (Fuck You)
Now that the diagnosis has come through, I am left with three different sets of prescription readings. One for my old pair of contact lenses, a recent one for a new pair and today, another one from the eye hospital.
What is moi gonna do with these different sets of readings? It seems that optometry is more art than an exact science and it depends on what you can see most clearly with when you take the test.
It is confirmed moi has cataract. But you have to wait for it to "ripen" before you can go for any op and in the meantime it is gonna be more blurry vision. You should listen to what some patients who contracted it have to say.
An old woman had pus leaking from her eyes before she realised something was wrong. And it was a 4-year wait before she finally could have an eye-op.
It must be the last two years that moi runs under the hot sun and engaging in other sporting activities outdoors that has precipitated it. Look what another shit-ass predicament SHIT ASSES have pushed me to. Another cause and effect thingy.
I would have been comfortable at home like the last time (running a home office) and going for my pre-dawn runs like I always do and perhaps NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED.
What is moi gonna do with these different sets of readings? It seems that optometry is more art than an exact science and it depends on what you can see most clearly with when you take the test.
It is confirmed moi has cataract. But you have to wait for it to "ripen" before you can go for any op and in the meantime it is gonna be more blurry vision. You should listen to what some patients who contracted it have to say.
An old woman had pus leaking from her eyes before she realised something was wrong. And it was a 4-year wait before she finally could have an eye-op.
It must be the last two years that moi runs under the hot sun and engaging in other sporting activities outdoors that has precipitated it. Look what another shit-ass predicament SHIT ASSES have pushed me to. Another cause and effect thingy.
I would have been comfortable at home like the last time (running a home office) and going for my pre-dawn runs like I always do and perhaps NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
One Of Those Far And Few Blogs Nowadays
Another Big Clean-Up Of A Health-Care Industry? I Understand An Act Is Gonna Be In Place Soon
If you remember from my earlier blogs, I walked into this eye-lenses dispensing shop and subsequently how at two of its branches, I spent close to a $1000 on a pair of permanent contact lenses and three pairs of glasses.
An optician (who dispenses or sells glasses and eye instruments, it seems) attended to me and did the work of an optometrist. He was an older chap (a blimp) and I didn't like him the minute I set eyes on him. Apparently he was formerly in the car trade.
For me, it doesn't matter who you are and as long as you work in an optical shop, you should be able to do the work you are assigned. If you can't, then don't do any eye tests or measurements on any patient. It is his eyes you are fooling around with and his eyes are not guinea experiments for your new-found optical career switch.
A few months down the road, I notice how foggy my contact lenses have become and at the same shop, an opto did a fluroscent-strip test (for whatever reason).
Today, my right eye has deteriorated to the extent that it has become blurrer and cloudier than my left.
Visiting another outlet of the same optical company, I did a thorough test with the opto and she diagnosed that my degree had gone down while my astig had increased. My glaucoma test was a little on the high side and I had mild cataract. Another optical shop pronounced the same cataract verdict.
There are now several postulates as to what had happened.
One, as the opto had claimed but its HQ people now deny, the optician had under-corrected my vision and any drastic change in eye vision could not have happened within such a short time. That is what the opto had put to me.
Two, the contact lenses (which is an in-house brand) is defective.
Three, it is really the mild cataract that is causing me my blurred vision.
I will now have to consult an eye doctor to clear things up before deciding if the HSA should step in in investigating the goings-on at the optical shop and if it is indeed the optician's mistake or the lenses' defect.
As far as I am concerned, there is simply no compromise on a person's health and safety. We don't want another dragon boat tragedy especially if it is preventable. And we don't want to wait for 20 years for young lives to die before an inquiry on safety standards kicks in.
The People I Ran Into And The Total Disregard For Human Safety, Human Health And Human Well-Being
A young hot stud with legs as huge as an elephant. To me this is elephantiasis but he mouthed a scientific term which I can't remember and he couldn't spell it. He got it from birth and I know for a fact that if it is elephantiasis, it is a kinda worm infestation and I thought this could happen at any age. So does this have to do with hygiene standards of the environment?
A Filipina who slipped and fell on a rainy day and despite landing on her spine (like I did) she crawled back to work. What madness is this? Isn't health more important than work?
A local dude who is waitering and has this itchy eczemaic fingers. A check reveals he got it from work. Work-related health hazards. How many of us have not worked at places that were less than safe? He Ape's had his wall socket hanging loose with live wires exposed.
What about those metal canister pesticide sprays that the pest-busters are carrying around? Those are petroleum-based sprays and don't they make the surface they are sprayed on slippery sloppy?
Not to mention motorcyclists tinkering with their bikes at void decks or car-parking lots, leaving behind grease on the floor.
And those grass cutters whose machines do not have a cover shield and the real danger of flying objects emanating from them. Or of the diesel they leave behind when the cutters refill the machines.
What about cleaning, construction, blue-flame welding and electrical wiring works that can just happen anywhere anytime at high human traffic areas? Don't they pose hazards to passers-by?
What about fixing washing schedules at public places (and even private commercial places) where they splatter soapy detergents and water everywhere, making those places one HUGE SLIPPERY SLOPPY SLOP!
Our Sports Halls' And Swim Pools' Changing Rooms - A Feast For Sore Eyes
Dirty, foul-smelling changing rooms and shit in one shower cubicle. Jurong East Aquatic Centre has it all.
Not that Yio Chu Kang is far behind. The state of total disrepair of its hand dryers, shower cubicle doors, hooks and many more.
The choice of metallic parts at the swim pools' changing rooms. Rust follows that splatter everywhere. Look at Choa Chu Kang Aquatic Centre and Tampines.
Hooks that are off their places and now replaced with sharp barbs instead of the rounded ends. Tampines has it.
Urinals that stink and are so filthy.
What about what lurks inside and in between the mat at Bishan? Not exactly clean is it?
Time for a BIG CLEAN UP? Please follow Jurong West's example. It is new and well-maintained. And Tampines is not too bad save for those things highlighted.
Spare Me Your Problems, I Have Enough Of My Own
By now you could have guessed that I am so sick and tired of the kinda places I am renting and the kinda people I am renting the places from and the kinda company I am have to keep, I just yearn for my own place more than ever.
An assortment of characters but if they were reasonable, logical and rational, HEY WHY WOULD I HAVE PROBLEMS? Worse, different lifestyles, different habits, different religions, different era, different thinking, what can I say?
As I mentioned, sure everyone has problems but I don't see myself throwing out mine. The problem is "THEM". They are the ones giving me the problems.
A Stay For The Night, A Day For Rest, A Shower And A Wash - That Is All I Need For A Room
I have indicated to the new place owners I am moving to, that I am just there to sleep for the night, shower, freshen up, wash my laundry and rest. I am not the least bit keen on the bisexual owner nor his China gal-friend, wife, whatever. Nor the maid they hire.
Maybe their 18 month-old toddler I might just like.
Strictly no BLIMPS, BIMBS and WIMPS. Especially wimps and galls in any shape or hue or color.
Of Refuge And Rest
Everyone wants a place of their own where they can retreat to. And with full-facilities within range so you don't spent so much. Transport for one.
If you remember from my earlier blogs, I walked into this eye-lenses dispensing shop and subsequently how at two of its branches, I spent close to a $1000 on a pair of permanent contact lenses and three pairs of glasses.
An optician (who dispenses or sells glasses and eye instruments, it seems) attended to me and did the work of an optometrist. He was an older chap (a blimp) and I didn't like him the minute I set eyes on him. Apparently he was formerly in the car trade.
For me, it doesn't matter who you are and as long as you work in an optical shop, you should be able to do the work you are assigned. If you can't, then don't do any eye tests or measurements on any patient. It is his eyes you are fooling around with and his eyes are not guinea experiments for your new-found optical career switch.
A few months down the road, I notice how foggy my contact lenses have become and at the same shop, an opto did a fluroscent-strip test (for whatever reason).
Today, my right eye has deteriorated to the extent that it has become blurrer and cloudier than my left.
Visiting another outlet of the same optical company, I did a thorough test with the opto and she diagnosed that my degree had gone down while my astig had increased. My glaucoma test was a little on the high side and I had mild cataract. Another optical shop pronounced the same cataract verdict.
There are now several postulates as to what had happened.
One, as the opto had claimed but its HQ people now deny, the optician had under-corrected my vision and any drastic change in eye vision could not have happened within such a short time. That is what the opto had put to me.
Two, the contact lenses (which is an in-house brand) is defective.
Three, it is really the mild cataract that is causing me my blurred vision.
I will now have to consult an eye doctor to clear things up before deciding if the HSA should step in in investigating the goings-on at the optical shop and if it is indeed the optician's mistake or the lenses' defect.
As far as I am concerned, there is simply no compromise on a person's health and safety. We don't want another dragon boat tragedy especially if it is preventable. And we don't want to wait for 20 years for young lives to die before an inquiry on safety standards kicks in.
The People I Ran Into And The Total Disregard For Human Safety, Human Health And Human Well-Being
A young hot stud with legs as huge as an elephant. To me this is elephantiasis but he mouthed a scientific term which I can't remember and he couldn't spell it. He got it from birth and I know for a fact that if it is elephantiasis, it is a kinda worm infestation and I thought this could happen at any age. So does this have to do with hygiene standards of the environment?
A Filipina who slipped and fell on a rainy day and despite landing on her spine (like I did) she crawled back to work. What madness is this? Isn't health more important than work?
A local dude who is waitering and has this itchy eczemaic fingers. A check reveals he got it from work. Work-related health hazards. How many of us have not worked at places that were less than safe? He Ape's had his wall socket hanging loose with live wires exposed.
What about those metal canister pesticide sprays that the pest-busters are carrying around? Those are petroleum-based sprays and don't they make the surface they are sprayed on slippery sloppy?
Not to mention motorcyclists tinkering with their bikes at void decks or car-parking lots, leaving behind grease on the floor.
And those grass cutters whose machines do not have a cover shield and the real danger of flying objects emanating from them. Or of the diesel they leave behind when the cutters refill the machines.
What about cleaning, construction, blue-flame welding and electrical wiring works that can just happen anywhere anytime at high human traffic areas? Don't they pose hazards to passers-by?
What about fixing washing schedules at public places (and even private commercial places) where they splatter soapy detergents and water everywhere, making those places one HUGE SLIPPERY SLOPPY SLOP!
Our Sports Halls' And Swim Pools' Changing Rooms - A Feast For Sore Eyes
Dirty, foul-smelling changing rooms and shit in one shower cubicle. Jurong East Aquatic Centre has it all.
Not that Yio Chu Kang is far behind. The state of total disrepair of its hand dryers, shower cubicle doors, hooks and many more.
The choice of metallic parts at the swim pools' changing rooms. Rust follows that splatter everywhere. Look at Choa Chu Kang Aquatic Centre and Tampines.
Hooks that are off their places and now replaced with sharp barbs instead of the rounded ends. Tampines has it.
Urinals that stink and are so filthy.
What about what lurks inside and in between the mat at Bishan? Not exactly clean is it?
Time for a BIG CLEAN UP? Please follow Jurong West's example. It is new and well-maintained. And Tampines is not too bad save for those things highlighted.
Spare Me Your Problems, I Have Enough Of My Own
By now you could have guessed that I am so sick and tired of the kinda places I am renting and the kinda people I am renting the places from and the kinda company I am have to keep, I just yearn for my own place more than ever.
An assortment of characters but if they were reasonable, logical and rational, HEY WHY WOULD I HAVE PROBLEMS? Worse, different lifestyles, different habits, different religions, different era, different thinking, what can I say?
As I mentioned, sure everyone has problems but I don't see myself throwing out mine. The problem is "THEM". They are the ones giving me the problems.
A Stay For The Night, A Day For Rest, A Shower And A Wash - That Is All I Need For A Room
I have indicated to the new place owners I am moving to, that I am just there to sleep for the night, shower, freshen up, wash my laundry and rest. I am not the least bit keen on the bisexual owner nor his China gal-friend, wife, whatever. Nor the maid they hire.
Maybe their 18 month-old toddler I might just like.
Strictly no BLIMPS, BIMBS and WIMPS. Especially wimps and galls in any shape or hue or color.
Of Refuge And Rest
Everyone wants a place of their own where they can retreat to. And with full-facilities within range so you don't spent so much. Transport for one.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Fewer Blogs From Now On
All-American Breakfast And A Hot Neck Massage For A Hot Young Dude
Here I am, tizzy after a hot night out at the men's club after their nudists' event, on an early Sunday morning, sitting down to an all-American breakfast at a local outdoor cafe.
More on this night out a little later on.
In between polishing off two hot sausages (and the men's club had so many of them, I feel so horny all over again) , a slice of kaya toast, two fried whole eggs and reading a copy of The Sunday Times, I noticed a hot young Malaysian Chinese guest worker sauntering by.
From the way he hung his neck and do the occasional twist, you could tell that he had a neck ache.
Harboring hopes of being a sports physiotherapist (especially for hot young sportsmen and yes sportsboys) and looking up several massage manuals recently, I immediately offered my services.
As it was only a small neck area to work on, I didn't have the whole body, head to toe, full-blown kinda physical therapy that I was hoping for.
Nevertheless, I did my very best. Tapping, kneading and pinching, I digged my fingers into his flesh and bones, explaining to him that I was a sports masseur of sorts and how I hope this will help relieve him of his pain from Hell.
When I was all done, I asked if he felt better and he said a BIG YES!
That made my day! More than my night out at the men's club if I must say.
What else can I say? It is nice to know a fellow human being had benefitted from my healing touch and I didn't charge a cent and he wasn't even Singaporean!
A Holy Crusade
It was after breakfast and while waiting for Calif to open its doors that I stumbled upon The Scape.
The Scape, if you must know, is THE hangout for youths.
And this morning there were several young dudes from HCI, who because of the NYAA thingy, (which I have blogged before about it being wrongly predicated on unsound and skewed premises) were actually putting together a creative event for the public.
The creative event was namely to dress up and redesign the drab mono-color litter-bins dotting our clean, green and beautiful island.
Political Indoctrination Amidst Idle Chatter
Someone put it down correctly (ok, ok, so it was MM Lee himself). For me, it is now no longer a vocation to teach and educate, it has become more of a crusade. A crusade against what I see as the so many wrongs here.
So while I chatted up a dude, I crusaded, what else!
The Standard Chartered Marathon Run
It had been a long day and a long night.
First I went for my ritual daily run and then a dip in waters at one of our aquatic centres (and yes, the staff usually can't tell you what the difference is between a normal swim pool and an aquatic centre) where moi promptly left behind his fav, white striped boxer swim trunks (boo-hoo, boo-hoo but hey I got two HOT low-cut skimpy white swim trunks for replacement).
Then it was gymming and more run-around before a night out at the men's club. Literally a overnight night-out.
The next morning while moi went human-fishing at the shopping mall, there were all these cute hot tanned young runners in their short running shorts and tanks.
I thought canoeists were hot. Swimmers and gymmers just as hot. But what? Runners too?
Oh Lord! Is this another one of your many HOT MEN (and boys) temptations?
Anyway, one too many was sporting a limp or a shuffling foot after their marathon run!
Poor dudes! I wished I could have massaged their tired feet for them! And yeah, some consensual hot full-body therapy!
A Nudists' Night Out
Incredible experience.
At first I hesitated when the recept told me there were 101 men (which turned 103 when moi finally relented and caved in to his subcutaneous sexual desires).
WOW! 101 hot sweaty and horny men (and boys). I wasn't sure how they kept track or if he was pulling my leg.
I shied away from the upper floor (that is where all the nude action was happening) and hung around the saunas downstairs. Once the mood struck and the full-moon shone, I discarded every doubt or hesistance I ever had.
It was A FULL-MOON alright!
But there were just too many familiar faces. Usually older and more matured people. Makes one wanna try other hot spots for younger, tauter, smoother and fresher-faced MEN and boys! And I just dont do it with ANYONE!
And that someone is usually hard to find or is already taken or we just didnt cross path or it was just too crowded and so on.
Fewer Blogs From Now On Not For Want Of Issues To Blog About But Because There Are Simply Just Too Many! If I Chose To Blog All, They Will Overwhelm Me
Here I am, tizzy after a hot night out at the men's club after their nudists' event, on an early Sunday morning, sitting down to an all-American breakfast at a local outdoor cafe.
More on this night out a little later on.
In between polishing off two hot sausages (and the men's club had so many of them, I feel so horny all over again) , a slice of kaya toast, two fried whole eggs and reading a copy of The Sunday Times, I noticed a hot young Malaysian Chinese guest worker sauntering by.
From the way he hung his neck and do the occasional twist, you could tell that he had a neck ache.
Harboring hopes of being a sports physiotherapist (especially for hot young sportsmen and yes sportsboys) and looking up several massage manuals recently, I immediately offered my services.
As it was only a small neck area to work on, I didn't have the whole body, head to toe, full-blown kinda physical therapy that I was hoping for.
Nevertheless, I did my very best. Tapping, kneading and pinching, I digged my fingers into his flesh and bones, explaining to him that I was a sports masseur of sorts and how I hope this will help relieve him of his pain from Hell.
When I was all done, I asked if he felt better and he said a BIG YES!
That made my day! More than my night out at the men's club if I must say.
What else can I say? It is nice to know a fellow human being had benefitted from my healing touch and I didn't charge a cent and he wasn't even Singaporean!
A Holy Crusade
It was after breakfast and while waiting for Calif to open its doors that I stumbled upon The Scape.
The Scape, if you must know, is THE hangout for youths.
And this morning there were several young dudes from HCI, who because of the NYAA thingy, (which I have blogged before about it being wrongly predicated on unsound and skewed premises) were actually putting together a creative event for the public.
The creative event was namely to dress up and redesign the drab mono-color litter-bins dotting our clean, green and beautiful island.
Political Indoctrination Amidst Idle Chatter
Someone put it down correctly (ok, ok, so it was MM Lee himself). For me, it is now no longer a vocation to teach and educate, it has become more of a crusade. A crusade against what I see as the so many wrongs here.
So while I chatted up a dude, I crusaded, what else!
The Standard Chartered Marathon Run
It had been a long day and a long night.
First I went for my ritual daily run and then a dip in waters at one of our aquatic centres (and yes, the staff usually can't tell you what the difference is between a normal swim pool and an aquatic centre) where moi promptly left behind his fav, white striped boxer swim trunks (boo-hoo, boo-hoo but hey I got two HOT low-cut skimpy white swim trunks for replacement).
Then it was gymming and more run-around before a night out at the men's club. Literally a overnight night-out.
The next morning while moi went human-fishing at the shopping mall, there were all these cute hot tanned young runners in their short running shorts and tanks.
I thought canoeists were hot. Swimmers and gymmers just as hot. But what? Runners too?
Oh Lord! Is this another one of your many HOT MEN (and boys) temptations?
Anyway, one too many was sporting a limp or a shuffling foot after their marathon run!
Poor dudes! I wished I could have massaged their tired feet for them! And yeah, some consensual hot full-body therapy!
A Nudists' Night Out
Incredible experience.
At first I hesitated when the recept told me there were 101 men (which turned 103 when moi finally relented and caved in to his subcutaneous sexual desires).
WOW! 101 hot sweaty and horny men (and boys). I wasn't sure how they kept track or if he was pulling my leg.
I shied away from the upper floor (that is where all the nude action was happening) and hung around the saunas downstairs. Once the mood struck and the full-moon shone, I discarded every doubt or hesistance I ever had.
It was A FULL-MOON alright!
But there were just too many familiar faces. Usually older and more matured people. Makes one wanna try other hot spots for younger, tauter, smoother and fresher-faced MEN and boys! And I just dont do it with ANYONE!
And that someone is usually hard to find or is already taken or we just didnt cross path or it was just too crowded and so on.
Fewer Blogs From Now On Not For Want Of Issues To Blog About But Because There Are Simply Just Too Many! If I Chose To Blog All, They Will Overwhelm Me
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
See For Yourself - The Place You Created For Us All
Three localites stand akimbo as they give the old man in front of them the eye over.
Localite Mania: "Welcome, Great Leader! I see you have decided to come down from your lofty ivory tower to live amongst us!" (proceeds to kick him in the shin)
Localite Suffer-Enough: "Oo. I hope that didn't hurt too much. But hey, we have suffered enough under your elite rule. Too many years of nonsensical rule, in fact. Enough is enough already."
Localite Fuck-You: "I suggest we take him to his living quarters where there are about a thousand other foreignites and permanites holed up there. Let us see how he copes on a daily basis, dealing with them."
Localite Mania (mockingly): "Oo. Yeah. Next time they need to recreate, you can open up your homes and your gardens for them to recreate in."
Localite Fuck-You: "The beds have bed bugs too. You will just love them. You can loll rught along with them! (laughs derisively) A dose of your own medicine?"
All three localites then grab the Great Leader by his arms to shuffle him along to the waiting transport.
Localite Mania: "As you can see all around you, the people, the environment, the whole works. They are just products of your system. Look how all of them turned out, no thanks to you!"
Localite Fuck-You: "See those foreignites there, gathering together in droves? Or that localite bin scrounger? How would you like to take a closer peek?" (shoves his head out the vehicle window so he can have a real good look)
Localite Suffer-Enough: "I don't think they want handouts. It is just pure circumstantial circumstances. And no dignified human being want to be reduced to that kinda state and I don't think they exactly wanna be in a dole queue or something if they can help it."
Localite Mania: "Look at this Garden of Eden. It actually has the forbidden fruit, no better than the biblical one. And what do you do? A foreignite to clean up after the mess!"
Localite Suffer-Enough: "I am sure the localites would appreciate a harvest and that they can reap this harvest. But do they?"
Localite Mania: "Some of the single localites can't own homes because of the sky-high prices. And they are not only priced out of the market, they get rotten apples for the kinda premium they pay. "
Localite Fuck-You: "Localites are discriminated against. They can't work good jobs that the foreignites are pulling away from them, like in teaching. We don't see very special skills that the foreignites bring with them that the localites can't fill."
Localite Suffer-Enough: "But the localites do the "sai kang" (dirty work) teaching in schools for kids with problems and we don't see a single foreign soul here. What about National Service? But where are the foreignites posted? Premier schools like Dunman High, Bukit Pangjang Government High and Raffles Girls."
Localite Mania: "Most of all, there is a significant number of us who didn't elect you as our Great Leader, Great Leader! What did you do to get elected? Pasang khaki? Shame on you! That is a fair deal?"
The three localites hope that by the end of this visit, "The Great Leader" will begin to understand the kinda situational thingy he has created for his people. And yes, perhaps after this, change is afoot.
Localite Mania: "Welcome, Great Leader! I see you have decided to come down from your lofty ivory tower to live amongst us!" (proceeds to kick him in the shin)
Localite Suffer-Enough: "Oo. I hope that didn't hurt too much. But hey, we have suffered enough under your elite rule. Too many years of nonsensical rule, in fact. Enough is enough already."
Localite Fuck-You: "I suggest we take him to his living quarters where there are about a thousand other foreignites and permanites holed up there. Let us see how he copes on a daily basis, dealing with them."
Localite Mania (mockingly): "Oo. Yeah. Next time they need to recreate, you can open up your homes and your gardens for them to recreate in."
Localite Fuck-You: "The beds have bed bugs too. You will just love them. You can loll rught along with them! (laughs derisively) A dose of your own medicine?"
All three localites then grab the Great Leader by his arms to shuffle him along to the waiting transport.
Localite Mania: "As you can see all around you, the people, the environment, the whole works. They are just products of your system. Look how all of them turned out, no thanks to you!"
Localite Fuck-You: "See those foreignites there, gathering together in droves? Or that localite bin scrounger? How would you like to take a closer peek?" (shoves his head out the vehicle window so he can have a real good look)
Localite Suffer-Enough: "I don't think they want handouts. It is just pure circumstantial circumstances. And no dignified human being want to be reduced to that kinda state and I don't think they exactly wanna be in a dole queue or something if they can help it."
Localite Mania: "Look at this Garden of Eden. It actually has the forbidden fruit, no better than the biblical one. And what do you do? A foreignite to clean up after the mess!"
Localite Suffer-Enough: "I am sure the localites would appreciate a harvest and that they can reap this harvest. But do they?"
Localite Mania: "Some of the single localites can't own homes because of the sky-high prices. And they are not only priced out of the market, they get rotten apples for the kinda premium they pay. "
Localite Fuck-You: "Localites are discriminated against. They can't work good jobs that the foreignites are pulling away from them, like in teaching. We don't see very special skills that the foreignites bring with them that the localites can't fill."
Localite Suffer-Enough: "But the localites do the "sai kang" (dirty work) teaching in schools for kids with problems and we don't see a single foreign soul here. What about National Service? But where are the foreignites posted? Premier schools like Dunman High, Bukit Pangjang Government High and Raffles Girls."
Localite Mania: "Most of all, there is a significant number of us who didn't elect you as our Great Leader, Great Leader! What did you do to get elected? Pasang khaki? Shame on you! That is a fair deal?"
The three localites hope that by the end of this visit, "The Great Leader" will begin to understand the kinda situational thingy he has created for his people. And yes, perhaps after this, change is afoot.
Friday, November 16, 2007
The Two Big Tests
We have means testing. We have physical testing. And yes, I understand for civil service appointments, we have some kinda psychological testing. Sounds like a leadership test too, don't you think.
I say there are two biggest tests for everyone.
The test of fairness. For example, did you win the GE fairly?
And two, the test of living the life you advocate for the rest of us. Do not live in your lofty mansions or ivory-towers.
These are the two real tests.
I say there are two biggest tests for everyone.
The test of fairness. For example, did you win the GE fairly?
And two, the test of living the life you advocate for the rest of us. Do not live in your lofty mansions or ivory-towers.
These are the two real tests.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Another Big Joke Big Blather
Out You Go
Let me extend on my argument here.
For the kinda prices we pay, which is approximating First World, if not already First World, many things don't come cheap. But we are paying and paying and still not getting the good service, the quality and worse, it looks like we are being ripped off.
Singaporeans have to say "No" and boycott the shops and the services they know are just overcharging, short changing or just not giving them the kinda service and pass the word around. Blacklist them, get them to change.
If we have to outsource our government, so be it. If we have to vote them out, so be it . If we have to agitate for an ombudsman or a truly independent and non-estab related Council to examine, rectify, veto or pass policies that just do not make sense, so be it too.
More Tsk Tsk Rhemi
To say the least, I have been utterly disappointed with Rhemi.
He is such a wimp and I think the real fusspot is him, not his fiance. And his fiance has a certain power and control over him.
He didn't clean out my room and he didn't get the bathroom light fixed till the following day. He seems to be enjoying his cable television on a big screen TV, he has a water heater in his bathroom and new bedroom furniture.
In short, all the creature comforts for himself and he collects my rent but what do I get?
Cold water for my baths, old furniture and a green color TV (yes, we have tried the color adjustment and that doesn't work because the hue menu isn't working).
He doesn't house keep and it seems like his fiance doesn't either. I purchased a $5 pack of contraband ciggies from him, he wanna loan $100 from moi , so what else does he want?
You Sent This People After Me, Didn't You?
I was out in the buff tanning my butts out to rid them of the tanlines the other day when all I see around me are ethnic minorities.
In fact whenever I walk into a public loo, some cleaners will always come in right after me. As far as I know, I haven't been doing anything that others aren't already doing in the loos and showers.
But hey, if you are gonna keep tabs on people like that, they are just gonna retaliate. And I did.
This must again be one of Big Blather's jokes and doing.
Let me extend on my argument here.
For the kinda prices we pay, which is approximating First World, if not already First World, many things don't come cheap. But we are paying and paying and still not getting the good service, the quality and worse, it looks like we are being ripped off.
Singaporeans have to say "No" and boycott the shops and the services they know are just overcharging, short changing or just not giving them the kinda service and pass the word around. Blacklist them, get them to change.
If we have to outsource our government, so be it. If we have to vote them out, so be it . If we have to agitate for an ombudsman or a truly independent and non-estab related Council to examine, rectify, veto or pass policies that just do not make sense, so be it too.
More Tsk Tsk Rhemi
To say the least, I have been utterly disappointed with Rhemi.
He is such a wimp and I think the real fusspot is him, not his fiance. And his fiance has a certain power and control over him.
He didn't clean out my room and he didn't get the bathroom light fixed till the following day. He seems to be enjoying his cable television on a big screen TV, he has a water heater in his bathroom and new bedroom furniture.
In short, all the creature comforts for himself and he collects my rent but what do I get?
Cold water for my baths, old furniture and a green color TV (yes, we have tried the color adjustment and that doesn't work because the hue menu isn't working).
He doesn't house keep and it seems like his fiance doesn't either. I purchased a $5 pack of contraband ciggies from him, he wanna loan $100 from moi , so what else does he want?
You Sent This People After Me, Didn't You?
I was out in the buff tanning my butts out to rid them of the tanlines the other day when all I see around me are ethnic minorities.
In fact whenever I walk into a public loo, some cleaners will always come in right after me. As far as I know, I haven't been doing anything that others aren't already doing in the loos and showers.
But hey, if you are gonna keep tabs on people like that, they are just gonna retaliate. And I did.
This must again be one of Big Blather's jokes and doing.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Say "No" To Paying And Paying For Poor Quality
Cheap And Inferior Materials That Go Into Building Our Homes But We Pay And Pay
The one thing Singaporeans can do to help themselves is this: and that is to say a BIG "NO" to everything that is being shoved down our throats here. From the kinda price we are paying to the quality we are getting, be it food, private or public services.
Everyone is babbling about how the construction materials for our HDB flats are so cheap and inferior but how we are paying through the roof just to own one.
Shoddy CraftsManship And Inferior Goods That Can't Withstand Heavy Duty Usage
One just has to look at faulty shower heads, wash basin faucets and hand dryers that do not work or at least blowing cold air when it should be hot or those that start and stop.
It speaks of the tender system which calls for the cheap delivery of goods. With that comes the driving down of costs and thus quality. We have foreign guest workers, most unskilled, and that in turn leads to shoddy workmanship.
Remember that the technical, renovation and construction trades are crafts. You just have to watch how some of the interior decorators work on some of our TV shows to realise that.
Meticulous crafting and handiwork go into good construction work. It is a skill we don't teach as a vocational trade here to our own younger people so that they can actually take pride in a construction vocational career.
Not that I am saying that if you pay a premium, you will get good quality stuff of course. Remember the 'tipu' culture here.
Rhemi, Tsk Tsk
While I don't blame Rhemi for the squat pan, the zinc toilet swing door and the pull-cord water cistern in the common bath or the vanity basin that has torn itself apart from the wall. Nor the leaky basin drainage pipe, I must fault him for poor, almost non-existent, housekeeping.
I mean if he smokes, of course the whole place stinks of ONE HUGE ASH-TRAY. Don't forget the ashes blown astrewn everywhere. And the coffee stains on the kitchen cabinet left unscrubbed or the filthy grimy cooking hotplate stove.
Yeah, that is his irresponsibility.
The one thing Singaporeans can do to help themselves is this: and that is to say a BIG "NO" to everything that is being shoved down our throats here. From the kinda price we are paying to the quality we are getting, be it food, private or public services.
Everyone is babbling about how the construction materials for our HDB flats are so cheap and inferior but how we are paying through the roof just to own one.
Shoddy CraftsManship And Inferior Goods That Can't Withstand Heavy Duty Usage
One just has to look at faulty shower heads, wash basin faucets and hand dryers that do not work or at least blowing cold air when it should be hot or those that start and stop.
It speaks of the tender system which calls for the cheap delivery of goods. With that comes the driving down of costs and thus quality. We have foreign guest workers, most unskilled, and that in turn leads to shoddy workmanship.
Remember that the technical, renovation and construction trades are crafts. You just have to watch how some of the interior decorators work on some of our TV shows to realise that.
Meticulous crafting and handiwork go into good construction work. It is a skill we don't teach as a vocational trade here to our own younger people so that they can actually take pride in a construction vocational career.
Not that I am saying that if you pay a premium, you will get good quality stuff of course. Remember the 'tipu' culture here.
Rhemi, Tsk Tsk
While I don't blame Rhemi for the squat pan, the zinc toilet swing door and the pull-cord water cistern in the common bath or the vanity basin that has torn itself apart from the wall. Nor the leaky basin drainage pipe, I must fault him for poor, almost non-existent, housekeeping.
I mean if he smokes, of course the whole place stinks of ONE HUGE ASH-TRAY. Don't forget the ashes blown astrewn everywhere. And the coffee stains on the kitchen cabinet left unscrubbed or the filthy grimy cooking hotplate stove.
Yeah, that is his irresponsibility.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
And The Winner Is?
Was That A Fair Fight?
I spoke with an Uncle Cabby not too long ago and he related to me how after the opposition win in Anson, the residents were driven away and resettled and of course with that kinda political move, an opposition ward died a natural death.
Shit ass, this how you have never played fairly.
If you are man enough, you would have played fairly. You would have listened to the legitimate grievances of the populace and tried to redress them.
But you didn't, you think you are God and you are above everything and you ARE THE FUCKING BEST!
And Again You Have An Upper Hand Here And You Are Not Playing Fairly - So Much For Ruling Laws And The Rules Of Laws
And another thing. If these people are whom I think they are, please stop your fucking stupid games.
Don't send these people moi's way. People who hang around, follow moi and appears from nowhere. Like Rhemi for instance.
I come home and he comes home. Or I come home and his beau comes home.
If they are some young hunky handsome Chinese dudes, hey, I don't mind. But who do you send moi?
Another one of your disgusting and unfair tactics to scare or intimidate people into submission?
O Lord, How Stupid Can This Get?
Let me add a few more observations about the shower facilities at the Yishun Sports Hall.
The shower taps have to be continuously pressed and once you stop that, no water spouts. It also cannot be adjusted at different angles and there is no hot water.
The doors to the cubicles close after themselves and because our belongings are out on a bench and to look out for them, one has to hold the door open while pressing on the shower tap at the same time.
Why doesn't anyone look at the ones at Bishan Sports Hall to see how good design helps?
Let Us Hope The Sports Hub Won't Be Designed Thus - Have We Learned From Our Experiences And Past Mistakes?
So much for spending X amount of dollars only to be saddled with bad design and planning. The designer and the purchaser have to be gull fully accountable for this.
The same goes with what I mentioned earlier. Yes the overall architectural and conceptual designs for our future Sports Hub look really good.
But let us hope that all the nitty-gritty details are carefully looked into and worked out. These are the same kinda designs that will make or break a First Class sporting infrastructure.
Because at the end of the day it is people who are using and impacted by the designs. Not something pretty to look at but totally unfunctional or dysfunctional.
Maybe if the beauty and healthcare MLM network didn't distract our Sports administrators so much at the ground level, they would have tended to more important issues.
We Are All Actors And Actresses But Not Quite There Yet
Don't get me wrong when I said that the Oscar goes to us in my previous blog. We will probably win a nomination but as to whether we will win an Oscar, I think that target is far, far away.
The Koreans have overtaken us unfortunately and even the Taiwanese and the Hongkongers are already up their at the top of the league.
We will of course top our own local league game for sure. That is all that we are good for. And that is prolly about it.
You Wanna Attract The Best Here To Add To Our Population To Make It 6.5 Million?
One word sums up our whole culture here - one BIG TIPU (malay word for "cheat").
Any discerning visitor or would be investor or future wannabe resident can certainly tell, at one sweeping glance, the quality of our offerings.
Perhaps that explains who we are attracting here. Which amounts to nothingness.
Life Imprisonment But If You Had Goodies, Then Well
I remember how at junior college, we were kept in till 1pm before being allowed to go home or walk out of school. Even if we have free periods. And expressly forbidden to patronise food stalls other than the ones in the canteen.
Well if there were fun activities or a stock of good books in the library or good food, a prison sentence such as this wouldn't be so bad.
At different hotspots, even for the same establishment and sometimes at the same old hotspot, different sets of problems arise.
Sometimes at the libraries, I can't log on. Even for the same cafe, I may encounter log-in problems on certain days and not on others.
At this particular branch of MacDonalds, I can log in the usual way but when I try surfing into my electronic mail sites, the connection dies and directs me to the Qmax provider instead of the usual Singnet provider I always use.
I have duly registered for this site but guess what, it doesn't connect me there either.
Gosh, man, who are our IT programmers? I can only guess.
Original State And Vacant Possession
I also remember how before I sold off my flat, I had the window grilles removed. Uncle Benji, my purchaser, had wanted to do a TOTAL reno and he has the money and like in all HDB commercial lease agreements, it is always vacant possession.
So sometimes you can see commercial building tenants, when they finish off their leases, actually have the reno people take apart its marbled floors and all the fixtures (all in good condition some more), before returning them to their original state (which is the cement kind)before handing over the properties to HDB.
HDB did not fit the window grilles for moi and for that matter for any of its buyers. So that is my business.
Right along Sembawang Road where a row of double-storey shop houses sit, the upper floors serve as living quarters for our foreign guest workers. And they are predominantly Indians. I am sure this is happening in many private housing estates as well.
Maybe the ethnic quota is also above the normal for Chong Pang and that explains the disproportionately higher local ethnic variety here.
Not forgetting that international enclaves are also beginning to develop here because of the freeing of rules to lease out rooms and whole HDB units.
In fact I have been told that Geylang is now a Chinese enclave and we all know that Joo Chiat Road has mostly Vietnamese prostitutes plying their trade there.
I spoke with an Uncle Cabby not too long ago and he related to me how after the opposition win in Anson, the residents were driven away and resettled and of course with that kinda political move, an opposition ward died a natural death.
Shit ass, this how you have never played fairly.
If you are man enough, you would have played fairly. You would have listened to the legitimate grievances of the populace and tried to redress them.
But you didn't, you think you are God and you are above everything and you ARE THE FUCKING BEST!
And Again You Have An Upper Hand Here And You Are Not Playing Fairly - So Much For Ruling Laws And The Rules Of Laws
And another thing. If these people are whom I think they are, please stop your fucking stupid games.
Don't send these people moi's way. People who hang around, follow moi and appears from nowhere. Like Rhemi for instance.
I come home and he comes home. Or I come home and his beau comes home.
If they are some young hunky handsome Chinese dudes, hey, I don't mind. But who do you send moi?
Another one of your disgusting and unfair tactics to scare or intimidate people into submission?
O Lord, How Stupid Can This Get?
Let me add a few more observations about the shower facilities at the Yishun Sports Hall.
The shower taps have to be continuously pressed and once you stop that, no water spouts. It also cannot be adjusted at different angles and there is no hot water.
The doors to the cubicles close after themselves and because our belongings are out on a bench and to look out for them, one has to hold the door open while pressing on the shower tap at the same time.
Why doesn't anyone look at the ones at Bishan Sports Hall to see how good design helps?
Let Us Hope The Sports Hub Won't Be Designed Thus - Have We Learned From Our Experiences And Past Mistakes?
So much for spending X amount of dollars only to be saddled with bad design and planning. The designer and the purchaser have to be gull fully accountable for this.
The same goes with what I mentioned earlier. Yes the overall architectural and conceptual designs for our future Sports Hub look really good.
But let us hope that all the nitty-gritty details are carefully looked into and worked out. These are the same kinda designs that will make or break a First Class sporting infrastructure.
Because at the end of the day it is people who are using and impacted by the designs. Not something pretty to look at but totally unfunctional or dysfunctional.
Maybe if the beauty and healthcare MLM network didn't distract our Sports administrators so much at the ground level, they would have tended to more important issues.
We Are All Actors And Actresses But Not Quite There Yet
Don't get me wrong when I said that the Oscar goes to us in my previous blog. We will probably win a nomination but as to whether we will win an Oscar, I think that target is far, far away.
The Koreans have overtaken us unfortunately and even the Taiwanese and the Hongkongers are already up their at the top of the league.
We will of course top our own local league game for sure. That is all that we are good for. And that is prolly about it.
You Wanna Attract The Best Here To Add To Our Population To Make It 6.5 Million?
One word sums up our whole culture here - one BIG TIPU (malay word for "cheat").
Any discerning visitor or would be investor or future wannabe resident can certainly tell, at one sweeping glance, the quality of our offerings.
Perhaps that explains who we are attracting here. Which amounts to nothingness.
Life Imprisonment But If You Had Goodies, Then Well
I remember how at junior college, we were kept in till 1pm before being allowed to go home or walk out of school. Even if we have free periods. And expressly forbidden to patronise food stalls other than the ones in the canteen.
Well if there were fun activities or a stock of good books in the library or good food, a prison sentence such as this wouldn't be so bad.
Hot And Cold Spots - Highly Inconsistent Log Ins And Surfs
By today, you would have thought that the WiFi hotspots would have been tweaked and stabilised. But this is far from it.At different hotspots, even for the same establishment and sometimes at the same old hotspot, different sets of problems arise.
Sometimes at the libraries, I can't log on. Even for the same cafe, I may encounter log-in problems on certain days and not on others.
At this particular branch of MacDonalds, I can log in the usual way but when I try surfing into my electronic mail sites, the connection dies and directs me to the Qmax provider instead of the usual Singnet provider I always use.
I have duly registered for this site but guess what, it doesn't connect me there either.
Gosh, man, who are our IT programmers? I can only guess.
Original State And Vacant Possession
I also remember how before I sold off my flat, I had the window grilles removed. Uncle Benji, my purchaser, had wanted to do a TOTAL reno and he has the money and like in all HDB commercial lease agreements, it is always vacant possession.
So sometimes you can see commercial building tenants, when they finish off their leases, actually have the reno people take apart its marbled floors and all the fixtures (all in good condition some more), before returning them to their original state (which is the cement kind)before handing over the properties to HDB.
HDB did not fit the window grilles for moi and for that matter for any of its buyers. So that is my business.
Ethinc And International Quota This
This is further proof I am not imagining things.Right along Sembawang Road where a row of double-storey shop houses sit, the upper floors serve as living quarters for our foreign guest workers. And they are predominantly Indians. I am sure this is happening in many private housing estates as well.
Maybe the ethnic quota is also above the normal for Chong Pang and that explains the disproportionately higher local ethnic variety here.
Not forgetting that international enclaves are also beginning to develop here because of the freeing of rules to lease out rooms and whole HDB units.
In fact I have been told that Geylang is now a Chinese enclave and we all know that Joo Chiat Road has mostly Vietnamese prostitutes plying their trade there.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Re-Design And Clean up
A Shit Ass Of A Community's Needless And Non-Sensical Add Ons
If you remember Keagan and our midnight tete-a-tete, I have this to say about what he told me.
Keagan's mom teaches in a primary school in Ang Mo Kio. According to him, civil servants like her apparently cannot vote against the ruling elites.
I cannot verify if this is true but I just have this deep-seated gut feel this is another of the community's own shit-trash for excusing themselves from an opposing vote.
Only because most of them are comfortable and doing fairly well and most of all, fed well.
Like those in businesses and those just getting along. But they do have few gripes and it is then people like us who they think they can tap on to agitate their cases for them.
I am so sorry. Everyone fights his own battles. Get this right.
Yes, Please Reno This
In fact I am beginning to think that the community is largely at fault for all that is happening now. They are the ones who add fuel to policies or got them changed. If they had just shut their traps, many of the things happening now just wouldn't have.
There is no doubt the Yishun stadium should undergo a major renov.
The astro needs returfing as the black tarmac are already showing and the algae has eaten into some parts of it.
Bad Design And In Bad Need Of A Good Clean-Up
Now turning our attention to the Gents cum showers inside the Sports Hall. As it is, the only two shower cubicles are already crammed in space and anyone who hangs their sports or gym bags inside would just wet it.
So normally bathers like moi have to step out to change on the bench parked just outside the shower rooms.
It doesn't help that the main entrance faces a corridor and any passers-by passing along this corridor could see nudists like moi drying or changing. It also doesn't help that the Ladies cum showers next door is so next-doory, any gall who screams or shouts inside could be heard from this side of the Gents.
That is what promptly happened once and moi had to scream back at the galls to shut up.
To avoid all these inconveniences, what moi does is to always slam shut the main door which is held open by a brick.
Now I am not sure why the foreign guest worker working here, who also goofs off (he actually sits around on the benches at the swim complex) and works at the swimming complex nearby, loves re-opening it every time I shut it tight.
I would have thought that the cleaner's store shoud be a storage area for his work tools but no siree, he chooses to store a few of his brooms and rakes behind this door.
The walls of the cubicles need a good scrub down and even the floor is always dirty. Taps are faulty and yes a screen of dust coats the windows up above. There is practically no ventilation once the door is shut but there is a wall fan which is operated from without or at least moi can't find its switch inside the loo.
Rest assure, this is not the only sad state of affairs with our public loos or public facilities. There are more. Differents sets of faulty designs or equipment or dirty premises elsewhere.
Shouldn't these contract cleaners be reporting all these faults to the management?
Our SMRT Buses
The only really good thing about our SMRT buses is that they have ample legroom for sit-down passengers. They have a greater commuters' capacity too because of their elongated design in some buses.
If you remember Keagan and our midnight tete-a-tete, I have this to say about what he told me.
Keagan's mom teaches in a primary school in Ang Mo Kio. According to him, civil servants like her apparently cannot vote against the ruling elites.
I cannot verify if this is true but I just have this deep-seated gut feel this is another of the community's own shit-trash for excusing themselves from an opposing vote.
Only because most of them are comfortable and doing fairly well and most of all, fed well.
Like those in businesses and those just getting along. But they do have few gripes and it is then people like us who they think they can tap on to agitate their cases for them.
I am so sorry. Everyone fights his own battles. Get this right.
Yes, Please Reno This
In fact I am beginning to think that the community is largely at fault for all that is happening now. They are the ones who add fuel to policies or got them changed. If they had just shut their traps, many of the things happening now just wouldn't have.
There is no doubt the Yishun stadium should undergo a major renov.
The astro needs returfing as the black tarmac are already showing and the algae has eaten into some parts of it.
Bad Design And In Bad Need Of A Good Clean-Up
Now turning our attention to the Gents cum showers inside the Sports Hall. As it is, the only two shower cubicles are already crammed in space and anyone who hangs their sports or gym bags inside would just wet it.
So normally bathers like moi have to step out to change on the bench parked just outside the shower rooms.
It doesn't help that the main entrance faces a corridor and any passers-by passing along this corridor could see nudists like moi drying or changing. It also doesn't help that the Ladies cum showers next door is so next-doory, any gall who screams or shouts inside could be heard from this side of the Gents.
That is what promptly happened once and moi had to scream back at the galls to shut up.
To avoid all these inconveniences, what moi does is to always slam shut the main door which is held open by a brick.
Now I am not sure why the foreign guest worker working here, who also goofs off (he actually sits around on the benches at the swim complex) and works at the swimming complex nearby, loves re-opening it every time I shut it tight.
I would have thought that the cleaner's store shoud be a storage area for his work tools but no siree, he chooses to store a few of his brooms and rakes behind this door.
The walls of the cubicles need a good scrub down and even the floor is always dirty. Taps are faulty and yes a screen of dust coats the windows up above. There is practically no ventilation once the door is shut but there is a wall fan which is operated from without or at least moi can't find its switch inside the loo.
Rest assure, this is not the only sad state of affairs with our public loos or public facilities. There are more. Differents sets of faulty designs or equipment or dirty premises elsewhere.
Shouldn't these contract cleaners be reporting all these faults to the management?
Our SMRT Buses
The only really good thing about our SMRT buses is that they have ample legroom for sit-down passengers. They have a greater commuters' capacity too because of their elongated design in some buses.
Two And A Half World Bordering On Third
Coming Too Late And Relieving Only A Part Of The Problem Areas?
Now I applaud the fact that the KPE, all 9km of it and at an astronomical price tag of of 1.7billion Singapore dollars at every Singapore citizen's expense, and touted as SEA's longest underground tunnel, is indeed an ingenious piece of nifty traffic network that will purportedly free up surface roads and spaces for alternative uses.
It had even moved a river, according to its star billing.
But just like the underground tunnel built near a traffic chokehold along Nicoll Highway, the question remains if even underground tunnels, conceived so late into our land and traffic management strategies, are gonna help alleviate traffic any further or better.
It will perhaps ameliorate the NorthEast corridor traffic conditions but in the whole islet traffic management scheme of things, will this just lead to more bottlenecks in other parts?
In land scarce Singapore, building more underground tunnels to supplement the existing surface road networks just doesn't seem to square with overall good traffic planning.
That kinda money spent seems to have more pressing and urgent alternate uses.
Would other alternatives like maybe building a beltway for a highway that loops all round our 700sqkm natural plus reclaimed land islet, planned right from the outset have been truly traffic relieving instead?
MLM Is Now Available At A Coffee Shop Near You
That is how far reaching and deeply penetrating the beauty and healthcare MLM network has gotten.
While speaking with a lady stall holder at a Ang Mo Kio coffee shop while staying at Andy's, she was trying to sell moi a spa-based bath liquid which presumably has health-giving benefits. She even supported her claim with testimonies from her very own mother who has some skin infection cleaned off her.
You just don't seem to be able to strike up anything meaningful with anyone these days without someone trying to fleece you or sell you something.
God help us all!
FleeceDom
Food And Beverage
For SGD3, it is just plain fried rice. A dollar more, the same plate of fried rice but with sambal. There are no real ingredients here save for minuscle shreds of eggs, peas and carrots and god knows what else. For the same amount, I could have gotten chicken cutlet and a sunny side-up whole egg elsewhere.
Public Housing
200K gets you an old run down flat in a 20 or 30 year old estate and it is only 60 to 70 odd square metre of living space. Sometimes this goes up to 250K in some other estates, the central areas.
Even if it has been exteriorly upgraded, interiorly you will have to spend a fortune redoing it.
Massage
Never a full body and dick massage and with extras worked in, a pricey couple of hundred. The masseurs think you only have sex on your mind while people like us want a good rub down first before everything else.
Pay and pay but do you get the kinda expected quality?
And The Oscar Goes To - Singapore!!!! Hip Hip Hooray!
After watching all those gorgeous babes and hunks on "Hey Gorgeous" and the endless stream of Chinese talkshow programs on TV, a stream of beauty people no less, I have come to the conclusion that Singapore has indeed a niche industry for itself that doesn't seem to have taken off as much as the Korean's.
A film, beauty pageant, pop-music or hunks industry that revolves around slutting, whoring, camming, more whoring, fashioning, acting and dramaing.
It would be such a great pity if we don't clinch awards for supporting or even lead roles in ACTING and DRAMAING on the INTERNATIONAL arena.
That is really what we do BEST!
In fact acting and drama skills seem to perpetuate every sphere of our lives from the politicking office we work in all the way up to the very top.
And that explains why we won't have very much else here.
They All Do Seem To Be Winners
The architectural and conceptual designs for our upcoming Sports Hub do seem to be a vast improvement over what we had seen for our integrated resorts. Don't you agree?
Now it is just the question of which will be the winning design that will put us on the sporting, lifestyle and entertainment world map.
If I were on the panel, I probably wouldn't be able to decide.
Now I applaud the fact that the KPE, all 9km of it and at an astronomical price tag of of 1.7billion Singapore dollars at every Singapore citizen's expense, and touted as SEA's longest underground tunnel, is indeed an ingenious piece of nifty traffic network that will purportedly free up surface roads and spaces for alternative uses.
It had even moved a river, according to its star billing.
But just like the underground tunnel built near a traffic chokehold along Nicoll Highway, the question remains if even underground tunnels, conceived so late into our land and traffic management strategies, are gonna help alleviate traffic any further or better.
It will perhaps ameliorate the NorthEast corridor traffic conditions but in the whole islet traffic management scheme of things, will this just lead to more bottlenecks in other parts?
In land scarce Singapore, building more underground tunnels to supplement the existing surface road networks just doesn't seem to square with overall good traffic planning.
That kinda money spent seems to have more pressing and urgent alternate uses.
Would other alternatives like maybe building a beltway for a highway that loops all round our 700sqkm natural plus reclaimed land islet, planned right from the outset have been truly traffic relieving instead?
MLM Is Now Available At A Coffee Shop Near You
That is how far reaching and deeply penetrating the beauty and healthcare MLM network has gotten.
While speaking with a lady stall holder at a Ang Mo Kio coffee shop while staying at Andy's, she was trying to sell moi a spa-based bath liquid which presumably has health-giving benefits. She even supported her claim with testimonies from her very own mother who has some skin infection cleaned off her.
You just don't seem to be able to strike up anything meaningful with anyone these days without someone trying to fleece you or sell you something.
God help us all!
FleeceDom
Food And Beverage
For SGD3, it is just plain fried rice. A dollar more, the same plate of fried rice but with sambal. There are no real ingredients here save for minuscle shreds of eggs, peas and carrots and god knows what else. For the same amount, I could have gotten chicken cutlet and a sunny side-up whole egg elsewhere.
Public Housing
200K gets you an old run down flat in a 20 or 30 year old estate and it is only 60 to 70 odd square metre of living space. Sometimes this goes up to 250K in some other estates, the central areas.
Even if it has been exteriorly upgraded, interiorly you will have to spend a fortune redoing it.
Massage
Never a full body and dick massage and with extras worked in, a pricey couple of hundred. The masseurs think you only have sex on your mind while people like us want a good rub down first before everything else.
Pay and pay but do you get the kinda expected quality?
And The Oscar Goes To - Singapore!!!! Hip Hip Hooray!
After watching all those gorgeous babes and hunks on "Hey Gorgeous" and the endless stream of Chinese talkshow programs on TV, a stream of beauty people no less, I have come to the conclusion that Singapore has indeed a niche industry for itself that doesn't seem to have taken off as much as the Korean's.
A film, beauty pageant, pop-music or hunks industry that revolves around slutting, whoring, camming, more whoring, fashioning, acting and dramaing.
It would be such a great pity if we don't clinch awards for supporting or even lead roles in ACTING and DRAMAING on the INTERNATIONAL arena.
That is really what we do BEST!
In fact acting and drama skills seem to perpetuate every sphere of our lives from the politicking office we work in all the way up to the very top.
And that explains why we won't have very much else here.
They All Do Seem To Be Winners
The architectural and conceptual designs for our upcoming Sports Hub do seem to be a vast improvement over what we had seen for our integrated resorts. Don't you agree?
Now it is just the question of which will be the winning design that will put us on the sporting, lifestyle and entertainment world map.
If I were on the panel, I probably wouldn't be able to decide.
Monday, November 05, 2007
Slick Ass, Eye Candy Hunks That Make My Day And Make Me Sane
So I Lied, Big Deal?
Well, well, well. I know I said that the last blog was positively my last. But hey, I guessed I lied. I wanted to stop only because writing those blogs gnawed at my insides so much, I just needed a breather. A breath of air freshener.
It astounds me no end how Singaporeans could subject themselves to so much indignation and so much outrage and in doing so, subjugate the minority 34% of the oppositional electorate to the same outrage and indignation imposed by the majority 66% propositional electorate.
I can only conclude that Singaporeans are a masochistic lot who loves being brutually tortured and tormented by a stupid, nonsensical, fuck-arse ruling "elite".
But perhaps by the time the next GE swings around and I have finished with my on the ground lobbying and campaigning against this ruling "elite", it won't be so propositional anymore?
If Not For Singapore Calendar Guys 2008
I wasn't feeling too good the last few weeks as you might have guessed.
In fact ever since I moved into Rhemi's, I was suffering from a bout of depression. Usually over the weekend when I stay in to mope.
First I ain'ty exactly living comfortably and whileI can live with some dirt, grime and dust, I can't live with more than an iota.
I have to squeeze past the narrow space between my queen bed and the television table top whenever I need to get from one end to the other and while I am sure my butts are getting a real good workout this way, not unlike the TV commercial touting the hot sauna belt that works miracles on your abds and rumps, it doesn't exactly speak a lot for spacy living quarters.
Yes it is great there is now a TV in the bedroom, but it is a green color TV.
I have ensured that all the parts of the house I touch and do my stuff in are cleaned out but I can't possibly do the same for the entire place. AND I SIMPLY WON'T.
The only consolation must surely lie in the pull-down, glossy colored Singapore Calendar Guys 2008, hanging by my windows.
The twelve pages of hot sizzling hunks, well maybe not all twelve, in various half-nude poses that tintillate every gay dude's testosterone-salivating gonadic glands
If Not For The Kayaking Hunks Near The Lower Seletar Reservoir
Tanned, hot, young hunks from our very own Republic Polytechnic, so I was told.
Some had only their kayaking float vests hugging their tops and their rippling physiques and abdomens shine through. Don't forget their powerful musculature when they row or when they run, for that matter. The galls just don't measure up.
To prove how much of a bluff people can be, the caretaker for the kayak sheds actually told moi that all kayakers finish up by 6pm which is their closing time but gosh, I actually spotted a couple coming in after that
If Not For All Those Gorgeous Hunks On TV
Yeah all those eye-popping hunks featured on the Chinese Program "Hey Gorgeous". It was held at the Republic Polytechnic and that Indonesian Chinese hunk really beat them all.
Tonight there is gonna be more and moi will be home in bed to drool over them on TV at 8pm
Drool drool.
Does Moi Wanna Live Here?
If Rhemi is to be believed, and I am only half believing him, Chong Pang was once a drug-addict and secret society branch members hangout.
That explains all those unsavoury characters bumming around. Apparently there were raids every now and then and even his next-door neighbor didn't seem to be spared. By the way, this next-door neighbor got hooked on drugs and his wife died of cancer which explains the borrowing from loan sharks and he vacating the flat in the end.
I have rung up the neighborhood police centre (mind you, the police posts don't work round the clock and close after 10pm or so) more than once to egg them on to check on the foreign and local Indian dudes always milling around the pavillons outside the shophouses, drinking beer.
And yes those kids, both girls and boys, screaming and laughing the night away in the central courtyard.
Well if it is daytime, I can't say a thing and of course the echoes around the linkways and shelters reverberate all round when they shout or talk loudly, not to mention the soccer match they play.
Can you blame them if there are no soccer fields nearby for stretching out their legs?
Can Moi Afford To Live Here Or Anywhere Else For That Matter
Given the sky-high prices of a couple of hundred thousand just for 60 or 70 odd sqm of living space. Not much space. And don't forget redoing the whole place up means more money. Like those antique fixtures, electrical rewiring and retiling and so on.
What choice for moi except to wait out another year or more and to reinvest my profits.
Only Half Believing Rhemi's Past - The Makings Of A B/Hollywood Block Buster
Rhemi has rumbled on about his past and I am only listening with half-believing ears.
Our local port worker who gambled, wined, dined and womanised even while he was married. No mean-earning port worker but a port worker who earns thousands in a month alone.
An abundance of drugs and guns onboard ship. A lounge and pub patroniser . A materialistic stay-home wife who has a penchant for expensive jewllery. A repeat traffic offender who drove while under suspension. A patrol security officer and range warden for our army. Now turned storehand.
A younger brother who died in a motor-cycle accident while he has gotten into several near death collisions himself.
A drug addict who ruined his marriage, finally ending up in the sad state he is in now. A divorcee with two young kids.
You name it, Rhemi has it in his past life. All the makings of a Hollywood grade-A block-buster.
Can some Hollywood or Bollywood director get hold of Rhemi and have him sell his life story for a fee?
Gays Are Not Harrassed? Another One Of Your "One Bite Of The Cherry" Thingy?
I can't really be sure that this is a truism. At least not for the period between the late 80s to the early and mid 90s.
I have blogged about the police raids on gay haunts like Fort Road and the Bedok stadium. Now another incident just came to mind.
There was actually a road block somewhere near the Fort Road round-about. No prizes for guessing why it is so near the popular gay stomping ground.
I was stopped and the Sikh officer checked my road tax to make sure it was up to date and then proceeded to call HQ on his mobile to see if I was on any of their criminal records. At least this is what I am assuming.
I can't remember when breathalyzers became the vogue but certainly this wasn't a road block for one and he didn't breath-analyze moi and even if he did, I know I wasn't drinking. And there were no clubs and pubs within a several kilometres radii for sure.
After wasting fifteen minutes (imagine the streaker he could have nabbed or the burglar breaking into a shop he could have arrested) of both our time, I was finally let off.
Talk about harrassment and more stupidity!
Well, well, well. I know I said that the last blog was positively my last. But hey, I guessed I lied. I wanted to stop only because writing those blogs gnawed at my insides so much, I just needed a breather. A breath of air freshener.
It astounds me no end how Singaporeans could subject themselves to so much indignation and so much outrage and in doing so, subjugate the minority 34% of the oppositional electorate to the same outrage and indignation imposed by the majority 66% propositional electorate.
I can only conclude that Singaporeans are a masochistic lot who loves being brutually tortured and tormented by a stupid, nonsensical, fuck-arse ruling "elite".
But perhaps by the time the next GE swings around and I have finished with my on the ground lobbying and campaigning against this ruling "elite", it won't be so propositional anymore?
If Not For Singapore Calendar Guys 2008
I wasn't feeling too good the last few weeks as you might have guessed.
In fact ever since I moved into Rhemi's, I was suffering from a bout of depression. Usually over the weekend when I stay in to mope.
First I ain'ty exactly living comfortably and whileI can live with some dirt, grime and dust, I can't live with more than an iota.
I have to squeeze past the narrow space between my queen bed and the television table top whenever I need to get from one end to the other and while I am sure my butts are getting a real good workout this way, not unlike the TV commercial touting the hot sauna belt that works miracles on your abds and rumps, it doesn't exactly speak a lot for spacy living quarters.
Yes it is great there is now a TV in the bedroom, but it is a green color TV.
I have ensured that all the parts of the house I touch and do my stuff in are cleaned out but I can't possibly do the same for the entire place. AND I SIMPLY WON'T.
The only consolation must surely lie in the pull-down, glossy colored Singapore Calendar Guys 2008, hanging by my windows.
The twelve pages of hot sizzling hunks, well maybe not all twelve, in various half-nude poses that tintillate every gay dude's testosterone-salivating gonadic glands
If Not For The Kayaking Hunks Near The Lower Seletar Reservoir
Tanned, hot, young hunks from our very own Republic Polytechnic, so I was told.
Some had only their kayaking float vests hugging their tops and their rippling physiques and abdomens shine through. Don't forget their powerful musculature when they row or when they run, for that matter. The galls just don't measure up.
To prove how much of a bluff people can be, the caretaker for the kayak sheds actually told moi that all kayakers finish up by 6pm which is their closing time but gosh, I actually spotted a couple coming in after that
If Not For All Those Gorgeous Hunks On TV
Yeah all those eye-popping hunks featured on the Chinese Program "Hey Gorgeous". It was held at the Republic Polytechnic and that Indonesian Chinese hunk really beat them all.
Tonight there is gonna be more and moi will be home in bed to drool over them on TV at 8pm
Drool drool.
Does Moi Wanna Live Here?
If Rhemi is to be believed, and I am only half believing him, Chong Pang was once a drug-addict and secret society branch members hangout.
That explains all those unsavoury characters bumming around. Apparently there were raids every now and then and even his next-door neighbor didn't seem to be spared. By the way, this next-door neighbor got hooked on drugs and his wife died of cancer which explains the borrowing from loan sharks and he vacating the flat in the end.
I have rung up the neighborhood police centre (mind you, the police posts don't work round the clock and close after 10pm or so) more than once to egg them on to check on the foreign and local Indian dudes always milling around the pavillons outside the shophouses, drinking beer.
And yes those kids, both girls and boys, screaming and laughing the night away in the central courtyard.
Well if it is daytime, I can't say a thing and of course the echoes around the linkways and shelters reverberate all round when they shout or talk loudly, not to mention the soccer match they play.
Can you blame them if there are no soccer fields nearby for stretching out their legs?
Can Moi Afford To Live Here Or Anywhere Else For That Matter
Given the sky-high prices of a couple of hundred thousand just for 60 or 70 odd sqm of living space. Not much space. And don't forget redoing the whole place up means more money. Like those antique fixtures, electrical rewiring and retiling and so on.
What choice for moi except to wait out another year or more and to reinvest my profits.
Only Half Believing Rhemi's Past - The Makings Of A B/Hollywood Block Buster
Rhemi has rumbled on about his past and I am only listening with half-believing ears.
Our local port worker who gambled, wined, dined and womanised even while he was married. No mean-earning port worker but a port worker who earns thousands in a month alone.
An abundance of drugs and guns onboard ship. A lounge and pub patroniser . A materialistic stay-home wife who has a penchant for expensive jewllery. A repeat traffic offender who drove while under suspension. A patrol security officer and range warden for our army. Now turned storehand.
A younger brother who died in a motor-cycle accident while he has gotten into several near death collisions himself.
A drug addict who ruined his marriage, finally ending up in the sad state he is in now. A divorcee with two young kids.
You name it, Rhemi has it in his past life. All the makings of a Hollywood grade-A block-buster.
Can some Hollywood or Bollywood director get hold of Rhemi and have him sell his life story for a fee?
Gays Are Not Harrassed? Another One Of Your "One Bite Of The Cherry" Thingy?
I can't really be sure that this is a truism. At least not for the period between the late 80s to the early and mid 90s.
I have blogged about the police raids on gay haunts like Fort Road and the Bedok stadium. Now another incident just came to mind.
There was actually a road block somewhere near the Fort Road round-about. No prizes for guessing why it is so near the popular gay stomping ground.
I was stopped and the Sikh officer checked my road tax to make sure it was up to date and then proceeded to call HQ on his mobile to see if I was on any of their criminal records. At least this is what I am assuming.
I can't remember when breathalyzers became the vogue but certainly this wasn't a road block for one and he didn't breath-analyze moi and even if he did, I know I wasn't drinking. And there were no clubs and pubs within a several kilometres radii for sure.
After wasting fifteen minutes (imagine the streaker he could have nabbed or the burglar breaking into a shop he could have arrested) of both our time, I was finally let off.
Talk about harrassment and more stupidity!
Friday, November 02, 2007
Positively My Last Blog
We Are Getting To Become Third World Or Maybe At Best, Two And A Half World?
It isn't my imagination either that Singapore is getting dirtier by the minute.
This is in no small part due to the fact that some of our foreign guest workers who seem to throng our parks, our pavillons, our sit-down benches at some of our public places are using them for their eating, drinking and resting havens.
The foreign and yes, sometimes our local cleaners as well, also do not seem to be doing their job as well as they should. Some are but I suspect most aren't. I have witnessed some of them goofing off.
This Is So Filthy Shitty
Our public buses are in a very bad state. I have witnessed roaches and litter and not to mention the really kick-ass state the back panels of the seats are in and the upholstery needs upholstering?
Plus many of our foreign and yes a few of our local workers love trudging along their mud-caked boots and their filthy overalls up on the buses and that explain how some of the mud gets splattered on the floor and seats and yes, they aren't cleaned up and remained there.
Talk about some basic courtesy to show to fellow commuters on a public bus. What about the kinda profit SMRT is making? Where is it going to? Shareholders' profits or into the kitty for maintaining and upgradng the fleet?
If You Live In Yishun. What Is The Fuck Use Of SBS Transit Transport Vouchers?
Which reminds me how the $100 public transport vouchers the transport authority handed out the last time. If you live in Yishun, SMRT becomes the major, in fact, the only bus operator here, other than two measly SBS Transit bus services.
And the vouchers cover only SBS Transit services and I spend on average $50 a month on transport alone.
Proof Of Goofing Off
There was this flyer some fucking shit deposited on Galen's main grilled gate once and it got flown off to the five-foot way. It remained there for weeks which just goes to show how our foreign cleaners are not doing their jobs.
Not Exactly A Place You Wanna Go Home To Is It?
I am also beginning to be pissed to be holed up at Rhemi's.
I have taken to cleaning out the cluttered shelf with shit ass hair brushes and gunk near the vanity basin and yes, this basin's drain pipe leaks.
Not only that, I have also cleaned up his box of flick switches because they were so filthy gunky.
While his master bedroom has a new and nice wardrobe and a water heater in his shower, moi is actually taking cold baths. And he is unemployed contrary to him having you believe that he was just recently robbed of his job.
And I know that fat gall is either his gf, his sister or a friend. And Rhemi can be a TREMENDOUS LIAR!
Anyway I have my way of hitting back. That you can be rest assured of.
Another Of Big Blather's Hare Brained Schemes? They Are Not Looking Out For Moi While I Should Really Be Looking Out For Them
At the void deck, I see this groupie who turns out to be the same one that hung out at the cyber cafe I visited once. A lanky Indian sissy shit is with this group of very young boys! And I have spotted that same young Indian dude who lied and tried to rent out his place to moi before.
For sure Rhemi is in cahoots with his Indian neighbor. I do notice how they burn their incense at about the time I come home and how the "daughter" is out when I am out too. The same goes for the "son". Yes he hangs his bird cage out there at the corridor.
There is a China woman who is looking after a young local boy just round the corner. Another of Rhemi's many strange neighbors. Not sure how she is related to his father. The Indian neighbor's "son" has told me how Rhemi had rented out his whole flat to a China study mama and his son before.
You Are Not David Copperfield Because I Know Your Tricks
I am not even sure if that "vacant" unit next to Rhemi's is really vacant. Perhaps Rhemi's
fat gall fren stays there because there is a scented satchet hanging on the window and Rhemi and she do appear very quickly whenever moi is home.
The unit is made to look like it is "vacant", with even a HDB letter of demand and a town council notice recently. Mind you, the Indian neighbor works at the town council or is it the branch office and these same people must be performing some tricks.
This I am fully aware of.
Again BIG BLABBER must be behind this of course. That explains how all those foreign workers just appear like that whenever moi is at some place. Even our local Indians and Malays.
Drop Dead
Just get this right, I don't really need people to look out for me. In fact these are the same people whom I should be really looking out for. The skunks who intrude, invade and make my living days uncomfortable.
Do me a greater favor by just dropping dead. And that include whoever you are!
You Get A Bashing In If You Pull Some Funny Tricks
And I WILL BASH YOUR FUCKING FACE IN. Whether you are gall or a wimp, a blimp or a bimb if you try some funny tricks.
Don't be a CHAO AH KUA or LAO AH GUA like the rest of them. Fight fairly, one on one. And show your fucking face if you CALL YOURSELF A MAN! OR A WOMAN!
Face me like in some elections and we fight fairly!
Get that FUCKING BASTARD!
Big Blather Knows You Inside Out And He Plays On Them, While Egging You On And Laughing Behind Your Back Because You Are Playing Into His Hands
You are a useless, fucking, short-term, made use of SHITLUMP for Big Blather's pleasure. He is laughing at you because he knows you are playing into his hands and once you are done, you are dumped like the rest of them are!
Or at least marginalised, a HAS BEEN.
My Last Blog
I won't be blogging anymore and THAT IS FINAL.
It isn't my imagination either that Singapore is getting dirtier by the minute.
This is in no small part due to the fact that some of our foreign guest workers who seem to throng our parks, our pavillons, our sit-down benches at some of our public places are using them for their eating, drinking and resting havens.
The foreign and yes, sometimes our local cleaners as well, also do not seem to be doing their job as well as they should. Some are but I suspect most aren't. I have witnessed some of them goofing off.
This Is So Filthy Shitty
Our public buses are in a very bad state. I have witnessed roaches and litter and not to mention the really kick-ass state the back panels of the seats are in and the upholstery needs upholstering?
Plus many of our foreign and yes a few of our local workers love trudging along their mud-caked boots and their filthy overalls up on the buses and that explain how some of the mud gets splattered on the floor and seats and yes, they aren't cleaned up and remained there.
Talk about some basic courtesy to show to fellow commuters on a public bus. What about the kinda profit SMRT is making? Where is it going to? Shareholders' profits or into the kitty for maintaining and upgradng the fleet?
If You Live In Yishun. What Is The Fuck Use Of SBS Transit Transport Vouchers?
Which reminds me how the $100 public transport vouchers the transport authority handed out the last time. If you live in Yishun, SMRT becomes the major, in fact, the only bus operator here, other than two measly SBS Transit bus services.
And the vouchers cover only SBS Transit services and I spend on average $50 a month on transport alone.
Proof Of Goofing Off
There was this flyer some fucking shit deposited on Galen's main grilled gate once and it got flown off to the five-foot way. It remained there for weeks which just goes to show how our foreign cleaners are not doing their jobs.
Not Exactly A Place You Wanna Go Home To Is It?
I am also beginning to be pissed to be holed up at Rhemi's.
I have taken to cleaning out the cluttered shelf with shit ass hair brushes and gunk near the vanity basin and yes, this basin's drain pipe leaks.
Not only that, I have also cleaned up his box of flick switches because they were so filthy gunky.
While his master bedroom has a new and nice wardrobe and a water heater in his shower, moi is actually taking cold baths. And he is unemployed contrary to him having you believe that he was just recently robbed of his job.
And I know that fat gall is either his gf, his sister or a friend. And Rhemi can be a TREMENDOUS LIAR!
Anyway I have my way of hitting back. That you can be rest assured of.
Another Of Big Blather's Hare Brained Schemes? They Are Not Looking Out For Moi While I Should Really Be Looking Out For Them
At the void deck, I see this groupie who turns out to be the same one that hung out at the cyber cafe I visited once. A lanky Indian sissy shit is with this group of very young boys! And I have spotted that same young Indian dude who lied and tried to rent out his place to moi before.
For sure Rhemi is in cahoots with his Indian neighbor. I do notice how they burn their incense at about the time I come home and how the "daughter" is out when I am out too. The same goes for the "son". Yes he hangs his bird cage out there at the corridor.
There is a China woman who is looking after a young local boy just round the corner. Another of Rhemi's many strange neighbors. Not sure how she is related to his father. The Indian neighbor's "son" has told me how Rhemi had rented out his whole flat to a China study mama and his son before.
You Are Not David Copperfield Because I Know Your Tricks
I am not even sure if that "vacant" unit next to Rhemi's is really vacant. Perhaps Rhemi's
fat gall fren stays there because there is a scented satchet hanging on the window and Rhemi and she do appear very quickly whenever moi is home.
The unit is made to look like it is "vacant", with even a HDB letter of demand and a town council notice recently. Mind you, the Indian neighbor works at the town council or is it the branch office and these same people must be performing some tricks.
This I am fully aware of.
Again BIG BLABBER must be behind this of course. That explains how all those foreign workers just appear like that whenever moi is at some place. Even our local Indians and Malays.
Drop Dead
Just get this right, I don't really need people to look out for me. In fact these are the same people whom I should be really looking out for. The skunks who intrude, invade and make my living days uncomfortable.
Do me a greater favor by just dropping dead. And that include whoever you are!
You Get A Bashing In If You Pull Some Funny Tricks
And I WILL BASH YOUR FUCKING FACE IN. Whether you are gall or a wimp, a blimp or a bimb if you try some funny tricks.
Don't be a CHAO AH KUA or LAO AH GUA like the rest of them. Fight fairly, one on one. And show your fucking face if you CALL YOURSELF A MAN! OR A WOMAN!
Face me like in some elections and we fight fairly!
Get that FUCKING BASTARD!
Big Blather Knows You Inside Out And He Plays On Them, While Egging You On And Laughing Behind Your Back Because You Are Playing Into His Hands
You are a useless, fucking, short-term, made use of SHITLUMP for Big Blather's pleasure. He is laughing at you because he knows you are playing into his hands and once you are done, you are dumped like the rest of them are!
Or at least marginalised, a HAS BEEN.
My Last Blog
I won't be blogging anymore and THAT IS FINAL.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Gosh, You Bungle Again, Didn't You?
I am not sure what the deferred payment has to do with providing affordable public housing for ALL.
It seems like nothing is done to mitigate the sky-high prices of HDB apartments while the flaming red-hot private property is now being extinguished.
Talk about more stupidity.
It seems like nothing is done to mitigate the sky-high prices of HDB apartments while the flaming red-hot private property is now being extinguished.
Talk about more stupidity.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
So That Is What Is Wrong Here! Why Didn't You Say So Earlier?
No Ethnic Quotas For Lessees But Ethnic Quotas For Lessors! How Do You Expect Your Ethnic Integration Policy To Work?
It goes without telling, of course, that the ethnic enclaves that are slowly but surely building up in our neighborhoods, are not because our ethinc quotas and ethinc integration policies aren't working anymore.
It is because, the lessors have been indiscriminately leasing out their places to all and sundry which because of our foreign talent attraction schemes, seems to be attracting disproportionately one or two kinds of nationals.
In fact, disproportionate is just not the word. The more accurate and reflective word is "overwhelmingly".
So it isn't my imagination nor my hallucination that I am seeing who I am seeing in this estate where I am holed up.
Who Speaks And Cares For Them?
Who speaks for my Dad who went blind from cataract and glaucoma? Who speaks for my mute sister? Who cares for my uneducated third sister? What about my two nephews when they were in technical and vocational schools, especially one who was in the EM3 stream and another who got posted to the Normal Technical (EM3) at secondary level?
It goes without telling, of course, that the ethnic enclaves that are slowly but surely building up in our neighborhoods, are not because our ethinc quotas and ethinc integration policies aren't working anymore.
It is because, the lessors have been indiscriminately leasing out their places to all and sundry which because of our foreign talent attraction schemes, seems to be attracting disproportionately one or two kinds of nationals.
In fact, disproportionate is just not the word. The more accurate and reflective word is "overwhelmingly".
So it isn't my imagination nor my hallucination that I am seeing who I am seeing in this estate where I am holed up.
Who Speaks And Cares For Them?
Who speaks for my Dad who went blind from cataract and glaucoma? Who speaks for my mute sister? Who cares for my uneducated third sister? What about my two nephews when they were in technical and vocational schools, especially one who was in the EM3 stream and another who got posted to the Normal Technical (EM3) at secondary level?
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Much Need Air Fresheners
A Much-Needed Breath Of Air Fresheners
I have never spent so much money on air-fresheners alone in a single month. Not that I ever had.
It all started at Doray's at the beginning of the new year, no doubt.
It started with just four simple satchets of various Glades' flower scents that I hung up in the wardrobe. These same four satchets were to be reused again and again, first at Galen's, then at Andy's, even continuing at Aunt Sally's and now at Rhemi's.
However by this time, the scents have all but dissipated. Therefore I have chosen to buy three replacement satchets which are now exuding its cool fragrance all over my clothes in place of that rotten mothball smell of old.
At Aunt Sally's, I have bought a small stand-up and slide-open mug of scented gel. That was to kill the even worse odor permeating the whole bugs-ridden room.
Now at Rhemi's, I have taken to additionally hang up two lavender-scented gel in the bath, an orange-blossom scented pack clipped to the stand-fan and an AirWick container of scented beads in the wardrobe.
I think it is time I threw away the four Glades flower-scented satchets. They have outlived their uses and their scents.
Ah, Yes, This Reminds Me Of This First-Time Foray Into A Stock Investment
While working a stint at a reinsurance company, staff were alloted an iota of their special entitlement. If I remember correctly, it was one lot and at a price of SGD$1.80 and accorded a trustee stock status, you would expect that that was what it means exactly - a stock to be trusted, a stock held in trust for you and therefore safe, secure and sound and all set to boom.
But no siree. Once a natural disaster hit the States where it had reinsurance exposure, its price tumbled down to half its worth and before you can say "Whose CCB was it that made this so", it was suspended and there went my first-time foray in a thousand over dollar stock investment.
It could have been more! I couldn't exactly remember.
I have never spent so much money on air-fresheners alone in a single month. Not that I ever had.
It all started at Doray's at the beginning of the new year, no doubt.
It started with just four simple satchets of various Glades' flower scents that I hung up in the wardrobe. These same four satchets were to be reused again and again, first at Galen's, then at Andy's, even continuing at Aunt Sally's and now at Rhemi's.
However by this time, the scents have all but dissipated. Therefore I have chosen to buy three replacement satchets which are now exuding its cool fragrance all over my clothes in place of that rotten mothball smell of old.
At Aunt Sally's, I have bought a small stand-up and slide-open mug of scented gel. That was to kill the even worse odor permeating the whole bugs-ridden room.
Now at Rhemi's, I have taken to additionally hang up two lavender-scented gel in the bath, an orange-blossom scented pack clipped to the stand-fan and an AirWick container of scented beads in the wardrobe.
I think it is time I threw away the four Glades flower-scented satchets. They have outlived their uses and their scents.
Ah, Yes, This Reminds Me Of This First-Time Foray Into A Stock Investment
While working a stint at a reinsurance company, staff were alloted an iota of their special entitlement. If I remember correctly, it was one lot and at a price of SGD$1.80 and accorded a trustee stock status, you would expect that that was what it means exactly - a stock to be trusted, a stock held in trust for you and therefore safe, secure and sound and all set to boom.
But no siree. Once a natural disaster hit the States where it had reinsurance exposure, its price tumbled down to half its worth and before you can say "Whose CCB was it that made this so", it was suspended and there went my first-time foray in a thousand over dollar stock investment.
It could have been more! I couldn't exactly remember.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Repeal 377A
What Is She Babbling About?
Well I am so sorry if my one signature didn't add on to the already long list of names on what is termed a "Parliamentary Petition", tabled for debate and for the repeal of 377A under what is termed unnatural offences?
I wasn't exactly throwing a party to celebrate WORLD AIDS DAY, nor was I holed up with a sex partner and indulging in erotic sexual pleasures, the kind 377A deems unnatural and repulsive?
Apparently the 2000 odd signatures aren't many enough when compared to the 4000 odd signatures garnered on the other side of the picket line - the appeal to keep 377A.
Gosh..ununatural....that word doesn't sound quite right does it? I have pointed out many other abnormalcies that should be addressed first before we say what is and what isn't unnatural.
For one, it was never natural for women to be both working and bearing babies. And second the natural order of things back then was that the earth was flat and that the earth was at the centre of the universe and yes, even now, the mistaken notion that Singapore is the hub of everything, including funeral parlors.
Now I must hand it to the woman NMP who stood up to speak against sodomy. But it seems that that and oral sex have been repealed for the heteros' coupling.
I suppose her arguments equally apply here then, doesn't it? So what qualms does she have against the rectum and its main function as a waste disposal outlet? Isn't the penis or vagina also a vessel for urea discharge?
Plus don't forget frequent periodic and monthly menstrual waste, menses and OO, blood in the case of the vagina?
Aren't these even more horrific? And a man's mouth or genitalia touches this. YUCKS!
So what exactly is she talking about?
Well I am so sorry if my one signature didn't add on to the already long list of names on what is termed a "Parliamentary Petition", tabled for debate and for the repeal of 377A under what is termed unnatural offences?
I wasn't exactly throwing a party to celebrate WORLD AIDS DAY, nor was I holed up with a sex partner and indulging in erotic sexual pleasures, the kind 377A deems unnatural and repulsive?
Apparently the 2000 odd signatures aren't many enough when compared to the 4000 odd signatures garnered on the other side of the picket line - the appeal to keep 377A.
Gosh..ununatural....that word doesn't sound quite right does it? I have pointed out many other abnormalcies that should be addressed first before we say what is and what isn't unnatural.
For one, it was never natural for women to be both working and bearing babies. And second the natural order of things back then was that the earth was flat and that the earth was at the centre of the universe and yes, even now, the mistaken notion that Singapore is the hub of everything, including funeral parlors.
Now I must hand it to the woman NMP who stood up to speak against sodomy. But it seems that that and oral sex have been repealed for the heteros' coupling.
I suppose her arguments equally apply here then, doesn't it? So what qualms does she have against the rectum and its main function as a waste disposal outlet? Isn't the penis or vagina also a vessel for urea discharge?
Plus don't forget frequent periodic and monthly menstrual waste, menses and OO, blood in the case of the vagina?
Aren't these even more horrific? And a man's mouth or genitalia touches this. YUCKS!
So what exactly is she talking about?
Monday, October 22, 2007
Happy Days And Happy Reworking
Happy Days And Happy Meals Are Here Again
It was only when I put up at "The Woman's" and because of Ashley, of course, that I came to know of all those ingenious toys that MacDonalds has invented.
There were all those flash-screen images that could be projected on a wall or changeover slide pictures encrypted within a video cam.
And yes, all those toy cars, cars that harness potential energy when you glide them over and over again on the ground, just to rev them up for the kinetic energy that is released once you let go.
Certainly amazing and innovative.
An International Game Set
Yesterday I bought my 2nd Happy Meal in my whole entire lifetime and was duly rewarded with an electronic drum FUN GAME .
One of those hand-held, battery operated, screen game where at the press of two front buttons, you maneovure half or a full drum set to its rightful central position. That is what I thought, anyway.
Outside its package, there were cautionary notes about it being a health hazard (if swallowed I guess) for kids under 3 in 8 languages. I counted Korean, Japanese, Traditional and Simplified Chinese, Bahasa Malaysia and Indonesia, Arabic and Tamil among them.
It was made in Hongkong, aka as China.
I tip my hat to McDonalds for the really inventive and creative game sets it has been whizzing off its toy factory.
Reworking The Whole Place - A Home Of Possibilities
The Bedrooms And Study Room
Rhemi's master bedroom looks pretty small to me.
If I have to rework the whole place, the wall separating the two bedrooms will have to go (if this is physically feasible and if the housing authority permits this, that is).
This way, two beds can straddle the space (maybe not if space is too much of a squeeze), arranged in a longitudinal fashion, and both sharing a timber-stripped partition at their foot for hanging up wall-mounted television sets.
The headboard of one will double up as storage cabinets and sheves adjoining a study table and computer work desk.
One bedroom door will be sealed up and this section of the wall will be lined with a wall-to-wall built in storage wardrobe.
Two Baths Made Into One
The two bathrooms will join (but seriously looking at all the sewage pipes, I am not even sure they can be repositioned), so that one can lead into the other.
Living And Dining Areas
The store-room will be broken down and in its place, another timber-stripped wall for a mounted television set for the hallway. The space will be a dining area that has a self-cleaning fish tank on its other side that faces the kitchen area.
An L-shaped sofa set lining the living area and near the windows, a display and storage cabinet plus a shoe cabinet.
The Kitchen Area
A gas clothes dryer juxtaposed with a washer below it and storage cabinet for toilet rolls and toiletries in the kitchen.
It was only when I put up at "The Woman's" and because of Ashley, of course, that I came to know of all those ingenious toys that MacDonalds has invented.
There were all those flash-screen images that could be projected on a wall or changeover slide pictures encrypted within a video cam.
And yes, all those toy cars, cars that harness potential energy when you glide them over and over again on the ground, just to rev them up for the kinetic energy that is released once you let go.
Certainly amazing and innovative.
An International Game Set
Yesterday I bought my 2nd Happy Meal in my whole entire lifetime and was duly rewarded with an electronic drum FUN GAME .
One of those hand-held, battery operated, screen game where at the press of two front buttons, you maneovure half or a full drum set to its rightful central position. That is what I thought, anyway.
Outside its package, there were cautionary notes about it being a health hazard (if swallowed I guess) for kids under 3 in 8 languages. I counted Korean, Japanese, Traditional and Simplified Chinese, Bahasa Malaysia and Indonesia, Arabic and Tamil among them.
It was made in Hongkong, aka as China.
I tip my hat to McDonalds for the really inventive and creative game sets it has been whizzing off its toy factory.
Reworking The Whole Place - A Home Of Possibilities
The Bedrooms And Study Room
Rhemi's master bedroom looks pretty small to me.
If I have to rework the whole place, the wall separating the two bedrooms will have to go (if this is physically feasible and if the housing authority permits this, that is).
This way, two beds can straddle the space (maybe not if space is too much of a squeeze), arranged in a longitudinal fashion, and both sharing a timber-stripped partition at their foot for hanging up wall-mounted television sets.
The headboard of one will double up as storage cabinets and sheves adjoining a study table and computer work desk.
One bedroom door will be sealed up and this section of the wall will be lined with a wall-to-wall built in storage wardrobe.
Two Baths Made Into One
The two bathrooms will join (but seriously looking at all the sewage pipes, I am not even sure they can be repositioned), so that one can lead into the other.
Living And Dining Areas
The store-room will be broken down and in its place, another timber-stripped wall for a mounted television set for the hallway. The space will be a dining area that has a self-cleaning fish tank on its other side that faces the kitchen area.
An L-shaped sofa set lining the living area and near the windows, a display and storage cabinet plus a shoe cabinet.
The Kitchen Area
A gas clothes dryer juxtaposed with a washer below it and storage cabinet for toilet rolls and toiletries in the kitchen.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
The Sabbath
Penal Code 468
Forgery for the purpose of cheating.
Interesting. But let us suppose someone forged some documents to obtain a credit card facility.
All of us know the exorbitantly high interest rate of 24% or more most banks charge.
Gosh isn't the criminal already paying his dues for his crime?
Good And Bad Upgrading Sense
This must surely be a very sensible kinda upgrading for this estate.
Firstly, the apartment blocks are all given a new coat of paint, with a nice color scheme to match. In my case, beige mixed with grey.
The central courtyard is aesthetically laid out and well furbished with greenery and facilities. There are nice wooden benches and some parts of the pavement are cobbled or tiled for that new look effect.
The elevators are supersonic fast. Corridor windows are on elevated ground and the way the main entrances face, afford occupants considerable privacy.
Nothing opulent or expensive, just good old plain common sense that works.
In the case of Rhemi's, his interior fixtures are still the old world kind - swing iron wrought toilet door, pull-cord water cistern and squat pan. Bedrooms are small and can just fit one king or queen-size bed and wall to wall wardrobe, leaving room for nothing more.
A few setbacks though.
Windows are small and let in only so much light and breeze. Blocks are clustered which face into one another, blocking any real view and wind channels.
Old unsightly lightning rods sit atop roofs. Some parts of the concrete are badly chipped and jagged on its edges and there is still old litter clinging to window ledges.
And yes I have to cope with the somewhat overwhelming demographics of a few dominant ethnicity, age group and nationalities.
How Are We Like For The Services We Offer Here - A Matter Of A Massage Service
While speaking with someone on the telephone the other day, we compared notes on how Singapore and Bangkok fared in the touristy attractions both offered.
I have written about our shopping and dining experiences here. Now let us compare massage services.
I have massages here in Singapore only twice and this coming right after my short trip to Bangkok during the Chinese New year festivities.
The first masseur was Thai and though the price was reasonable, he wasn't exactly the same as the Thais back in Bangkok. I mean a full body massage (which was hard and painful in some instances) but no dick massage.
The second time I was duped into believing that the massseur was Taiwanese even though he was really Chinese. He must have thought I wasn't in for the full works of a body and dick massage, only wanting sex. He couldn't provide the former two and could only offer a blow-job and nothing else.
In fact, I had to wrangle a lot with his agent before I got him. It was a profit, body-part driven kinda price package, making our massage services totally mercenary.
That is how we are here. Even for the kinda price we are willing to fork out, we aren't exactly getting the kinda quality or service.
Forgery for the purpose of cheating.
Interesting. But let us suppose someone forged some documents to obtain a credit card facility.
All of us know the exorbitantly high interest rate of 24% or more most banks charge.
Gosh isn't the criminal already paying his dues for his crime?
Good And Bad Upgrading Sense
This must surely be a very sensible kinda upgrading for this estate.
Firstly, the apartment blocks are all given a new coat of paint, with a nice color scheme to match. In my case, beige mixed with grey.
The central courtyard is aesthetically laid out and well furbished with greenery and facilities. There are nice wooden benches and some parts of the pavement are cobbled or tiled for that new look effect.
The elevators are supersonic fast. Corridor windows are on elevated ground and the way the main entrances face, afford occupants considerable privacy.
Nothing opulent or expensive, just good old plain common sense that works.
In the case of Rhemi's, his interior fixtures are still the old world kind - swing iron wrought toilet door, pull-cord water cistern and squat pan. Bedrooms are small and can just fit one king or queen-size bed and wall to wall wardrobe, leaving room for nothing more.
A few setbacks though.
Windows are small and let in only so much light and breeze. Blocks are clustered which face into one another, blocking any real view and wind channels.
Old unsightly lightning rods sit atop roofs. Some parts of the concrete are badly chipped and jagged on its edges and there is still old litter clinging to window ledges.
And yes I have to cope with the somewhat overwhelming demographics of a few dominant ethnicity, age group and nationalities.
How Are We Like For The Services We Offer Here - A Matter Of A Massage Service
While speaking with someone on the telephone the other day, we compared notes on how Singapore and Bangkok fared in the touristy attractions both offered.
I have written about our shopping and dining experiences here. Now let us compare massage services.
I have massages here in Singapore only twice and this coming right after my short trip to Bangkok during the Chinese New year festivities.
The first masseur was Thai and though the price was reasonable, he wasn't exactly the same as the Thais back in Bangkok. I mean a full body massage (which was hard and painful in some instances) but no dick massage.
The second time I was duped into believing that the massseur was Taiwanese even though he was really Chinese. He must have thought I wasn't in for the full works of a body and dick massage, only wanting sex. He couldn't provide the former two and could only offer a blow-job and nothing else.
In fact, I had to wrangle a lot with his agent before I got him. It was a profit, body-part driven kinda price package, making our massage services totally mercenary.
That is how we are here. Even for the kinda price we are willing to fork out, we aren't exactly getting the kinda quality or service.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
We Love Preaching, Don't We? Let us Get Our Sums Right First
Other Basic Rights Not Constituted, If I Dare Venture
Well, as I have blogged before, I think Singapore citizens could be privileged with some basic education (which is covered by the constitutional rights with respect to education), basic healthcare, basic employment and basic housing with its attendant essentials.
Not forgetting non-discriminatory practices on other bases like sexual orientation, marital and monetary status, among others.
No person shall be required to receive instruction in or to take part in any ceremony or act of worship of a religion other than his own.
This clause by itself, not only spells out how people of different religious faiths should be accorded the proper respect but also how an atheist or agnostic should likewise be treated.
A non-religion that is.
A Certain Minimum Level Of Statehood For The Public Good And For The Public Interest
Increasingly we are seeing many more of the basic functions of public housing, public healthcare, public retirement savings kitty and now the provision of public utilities being devolved to the private sector.
Public housing is now being developed by private sector companies.
So is the case with concessionary interest-rate loans being devolved to private banks which usually charge higher interest rates and there is that less accomodating, less sympathetic, profit-driven ethos especially in cases of arears leading to repossesion.
Our Medishield, Eldershield and Dependants' Schemes are now in the hands of private insurance companies. So will the compulsory annuity scheme when it kicks in later.
Now even the energy market will be in the hands of private companies. It used to be state-owned and provided, then privatised and now being contemplated to be sold to a suit of energy retailers.
It is good as long as there are the perceived benefits of competition, choices and price-competitiveness.
We are not asking for opulence or frills.
As long as prices remain affordable, maybe even declining and not sky-rocket, consumers welcome these moves in the spirit of innovation and betterment.
Land Scarcity Isn't An Excuse Anymore, It Is Now A Matter Of Better Planning For More Control Areas
In fact, come to think of it, control areas sited further away from residences don't just apply to places of worship or to living quarters of foreign guest workers. Funeral parlors, columbariums, parks, gardens, reserves, commerce, industries (like automotive garages for one or granite quarries for another) and highways. The whole works in other words.
It goes to show how far off the mark, to put it mildly, our development planners must be in their urban planning and design. It isn't a matter of land scarcity anymore. I think it boils down to better planning in terms of a seamless integration and flow of housing, exercise and recreation, spirituality, essential services , infrastructure, commerce and industries.
Gosh, Am I Seeing What I Think I Am Seeing
I am also beginning to doubt the ethnic integration policies of our housing authority. Because, right here at this part of Yishun, I really bump into one or two predominant types all the time. In higher probability than usual.
At what must be the smallest of its community libraries, I see so many of our foreign guest workers here, again predominantly of one type.
I hope we have seriously dismantled ethnic enclaves like we have our SAP schools?
Freedom Of Speech, Assembly And Association Do Not Apply Here
It seems that the above solely applies to curbing political opponents and agitators.
Now if they can't gather to address a crowd and speak about policies that impact everyone, how else can such information be disseminated? Apart from the Speaker's Corner and applying for a permit, which as most cases have shown, are usually turned down, there aren't as many other avenues available, are there?
Well, ok in the Information Age, this prolly is now an option. But how widely propagated is it?
Don't forget peaceful demonstrations and marches. That can't be had, can it, under the freedom of assembly?
Even gays who assemble to associate for some recreational fun (a jogathon, in this case) seem to be harassed and driven off by our blue squad.
What political agenda is there here except for a certain sexual affiliation?
Freedom Of Vulgar, Loud And Chatterous Speech Plus Unruly Assembly To Disturb The Peace And Quiet Of The Night And Deprive Us Of Our Rightful Rest And Sleep
Now what about those groupies such as our foreign guest workers, our gangsta students and our local loutish thugs. Those who gather and create a din, drink, chatter loudly and spout profanities. Sometimes right into the wee hours of the morning?
Yesterday night, right here at the central courtyard, smack in the middle of this upgraded estate where moi leases a room, there was a din going on and profanities spouted by our local louts.
Right throughout the night while I was lying in bed getting to sleep.
No action taken here? Freedom of vulgar, loud speech and unruly assembly to kick up the noise decibel a few notches higher especially in the dead of the night?
Ironical And Outrageous
I read this morning how our Singapore Cooperation Program with our Asean neighbors see us extending technical assistance and human resource development in health-care and environmental management.
Whoa! I have blogged about how appalling the fact is that our Infectious Diseases Act doesn't cover bed bugs and the fact that there can be no health nor environmental enforcement on this matter.
Wag, Wag, Point, Point, Preach, Preach
How we still have our very own backyard collection of old, run down, sometimes pest-infested, dilapidated, mildewy (thus health-hazardous) and almost antique fixtures in some of our public housing projects. All the while scrambling to pay to travel to our Asean neighbors to see theirs?
Not to mention siting of food courts near multi-storeyed car parking lots in Punggol and the kinda kitchen preparation area laid out in some of our eateries and its attendant ventilation system without and within air-conditioned or non-air conditioned confines.
Can you imagine, we now wanna preach healthcare and environmental management to our Asean neighbors when we haven't exactly kept our own little backyard sparkling clean and tidy?
Well, as I have blogged before, I think Singapore citizens could be privileged with some basic education (which is covered by the constitutional rights with respect to education), basic healthcare, basic employment and basic housing with its attendant essentials.
Not forgetting non-discriminatory practices on other bases like sexual orientation, marital and monetary status, among others.
No person shall be required to receive instruction in or to take part in any ceremony or act of worship of a religion other than his own.
This clause by itself, not only spells out how people of different religious faiths should be accorded the proper respect but also how an atheist or agnostic should likewise be treated.
A non-religion that is.
A Certain Minimum Level Of Statehood For The Public Good And For The Public Interest
Increasingly we are seeing many more of the basic functions of public housing, public healthcare, public retirement savings kitty and now the provision of public utilities being devolved to the private sector.
Public housing is now being developed by private sector companies.
So is the case with concessionary interest-rate loans being devolved to private banks which usually charge higher interest rates and there is that less accomodating, less sympathetic, profit-driven ethos especially in cases of arears leading to repossesion.
Our Medishield, Eldershield and Dependants' Schemes are now in the hands of private insurance companies. So will the compulsory annuity scheme when it kicks in later.
Now even the energy market will be in the hands of private companies. It used to be state-owned and provided, then privatised and now being contemplated to be sold to a suit of energy retailers.
It is good as long as there are the perceived benefits of competition, choices and price-competitiveness.
We are not asking for opulence or frills.
As long as prices remain affordable, maybe even declining and not sky-rocket, consumers welcome these moves in the spirit of innovation and betterment.
Land Scarcity Isn't An Excuse Anymore, It Is Now A Matter Of Better Planning For More Control Areas
In fact, come to think of it, control areas sited further away from residences don't just apply to places of worship or to living quarters of foreign guest workers. Funeral parlors, columbariums, parks, gardens, reserves, commerce, industries (like automotive garages for one or granite quarries for another) and highways. The whole works in other words.
It goes to show how far off the mark, to put it mildly, our development planners must be in their urban planning and design. It isn't a matter of land scarcity anymore. I think it boils down to better planning in terms of a seamless integration and flow of housing, exercise and recreation, spirituality, essential services , infrastructure, commerce and industries.
Gosh, Am I Seeing What I Think I Am Seeing
I am also beginning to doubt the ethnic integration policies of our housing authority. Because, right here at this part of Yishun, I really bump into one or two predominant types all the time. In higher probability than usual.
At what must be the smallest of its community libraries, I see so many of our foreign guest workers here, again predominantly of one type.
I hope we have seriously dismantled ethnic enclaves like we have our SAP schools?
Freedom Of Speech, Assembly And Association Do Not Apply Here
It seems that the above solely applies to curbing political opponents and agitators.
Now if they can't gather to address a crowd and speak about policies that impact everyone, how else can such information be disseminated? Apart from the Speaker's Corner and applying for a permit, which as most cases have shown, are usually turned down, there aren't as many other avenues available, are there?
Well, ok in the Information Age, this prolly is now an option. But how widely propagated is it?
Don't forget peaceful demonstrations and marches. That can't be had, can it, under the freedom of assembly?
Even gays who assemble to associate for some recreational fun (a jogathon, in this case) seem to be harassed and driven off by our blue squad.
What political agenda is there here except for a certain sexual affiliation?
Freedom Of Vulgar, Loud And Chatterous Speech Plus Unruly Assembly To Disturb The Peace And Quiet Of The Night And Deprive Us Of Our Rightful Rest And Sleep
Now what about those groupies such as our foreign guest workers, our gangsta students and our local loutish thugs. Those who gather and create a din, drink, chatter loudly and spout profanities. Sometimes right into the wee hours of the morning?
Yesterday night, right here at the central courtyard, smack in the middle of this upgraded estate where moi leases a room, there was a din going on and profanities spouted by our local louts.
Right throughout the night while I was lying in bed getting to sleep.
No action taken here? Freedom of vulgar, loud speech and unruly assembly to kick up the noise decibel a few notches higher especially in the dead of the night?
Ironical And Outrageous
I read this morning how our Singapore Cooperation Program with our Asean neighbors see us extending technical assistance and human resource development in health-care and environmental management.
Whoa! I have blogged about how appalling the fact is that our Infectious Diseases Act doesn't cover bed bugs and the fact that there can be no health nor environmental enforcement on this matter.
Wag, Wag, Point, Point, Preach, Preach
How we still have our very own backyard collection of old, run down, sometimes pest-infested, dilapidated, mildewy (thus health-hazardous) and almost antique fixtures in some of our public housing projects. All the while scrambling to pay to travel to our Asean neighbors to see theirs?
Not to mention siting of food courts near multi-storeyed car parking lots in Punggol and the kinda kitchen preparation area laid out in some of our eateries and its attendant ventilation system without and within air-conditioned or non-air conditioned confines.
Can you imagine, we now wanna preach healthcare and environmental management to our Asean neighbors when we haven't exactly kept our own little backyard sparkling clean and tidy?
Friday, October 19, 2007
Constitutional Documents
The Constitution Of The Republic Of Singapore
Liberty Of The Person
Very, very good. There appears to be fundamental liberties accorded a person except where he is deemed an enemy alien or on grounds of contempt of Parliament. Well, this applies to political agitators or opponents, no doubt.
This then calls for a whole slew of measures like an arrest warrant issued under the hand of the Speaker and detention, sometimes with non-releases and so on.
Now, I am not sure what an enemy alien means. Perhaps it means a foreigner but a local could, under the circumstances, turn into an enemy alien too, can't he? Circumstances like the whole works of nonsensical and anti-citizen or groups of citizens' policies?
Equal Protection
All persons are equal before the law and entitled to the equal protection of the law.
Accorded only on the ground of religion and race while descent and place of birth cannot be discriminated against. What about age, gender and sexuality? Plus other thingies I can't think of right now.
And only with regard to employment, establishing and carrying on of businesses and or of property ownership, it seems.
Smacks of our pro-businesses and pro-foreigner-turn-citizen ethos. Nothing wrong with that but what kinda people are we getting in?
People who come here to run businesses (sounds a lot like workers' exploitation in many cases and I have worked for Indonesian, Chinese and Malaysian bosses before, and of course our very own native bigshots), care two hoots about the place here, make their fortune and then they scoot off. Or they luxuriate in their own little wealthy kindgom here.
What limited scope, the Constitution!
Prohibition of banishment and freedom of movement
Subject to some provisos, every citizen of Singapore has the right to move freely throughout Singapore and to reside in any part thereof.
Now why does a police officer who conducted a check on moi eons ago, then tells moi I have no right to be in this part of Singapore as I reside somewhere else.
According to his logic, if you live in Sengkang, you must work, play, eat, shit and masturbate in Sengkang. You can't be anywhere else.
So shouldn't they be restricting foreigners more?
Freedom of speech, assembly and association
Subject to the interest of the security of the state, public order, morality and incitement to any offence among others.
Again the provisos seek to curb any political agitators and opponents.
Freedom of religion
Every person has the right to profess and practise his religion and to propagate it.
So it should be for agnostics and atheists.
Agnostics and atheists have every right as religious devouts do to practise their non-religion and to propagate it. Their own personal space, at home or in public, should not be intruded upon.
There is a place for worship and it seems like these are churches, mosques and temples. Religious practitioners can joss, burn, incense, chant or pray as loud, as much or as fiery as they want to. In fact such places of worship are best sited further away from residential places.
Just as foreign guest workers (and these are usually big groupies) should have their own living quarters (especially those in the construction and heavy technical service industries) located further away from residences.
Security can be better maintained that way in controlled areas like these. Not to mention, noise and smoke pollution.
Many religious practitioners worry about the funeral of an atheist or agnostic. I say, once you close your eyes upon death, you don't care or worry anymore about what happens or what ceremonies are performed.
I will just have a few pop songs sung at mine, my body inspected in a glass coffin and thereafter, my body cremated and the ashes in an urn taken home to rest.
No need for any religious ceremonies or rituals.
Rights in respect of education
I will write about this some other time.
Liberty Of The Person
Very, very good. There appears to be fundamental liberties accorded a person except where he is deemed an enemy alien or on grounds of contempt of Parliament. Well, this applies to political agitators or opponents, no doubt.
This then calls for a whole slew of measures like an arrest warrant issued under the hand of the Speaker and detention, sometimes with non-releases and so on.
Now, I am not sure what an enemy alien means. Perhaps it means a foreigner but a local could, under the circumstances, turn into an enemy alien too, can't he? Circumstances like the whole works of nonsensical and anti-citizen or groups of citizens' policies?
Equal Protection
All persons are equal before the law and entitled to the equal protection of the law.
Accorded only on the ground of religion and race while descent and place of birth cannot be discriminated against. What about age, gender and sexuality? Plus other thingies I can't think of right now.
And only with regard to employment, establishing and carrying on of businesses and or of property ownership, it seems.
Smacks of our pro-businesses and pro-foreigner-turn-citizen ethos. Nothing wrong with that but what kinda people are we getting in?
People who come here to run businesses (sounds a lot like workers' exploitation in many cases and I have worked for Indonesian, Chinese and Malaysian bosses before, and of course our very own native bigshots), care two hoots about the place here, make their fortune and then they scoot off. Or they luxuriate in their own little wealthy kindgom here.
What limited scope, the Constitution!
Prohibition of banishment and freedom of movement
Subject to some provisos, every citizen of Singapore has the right to move freely throughout Singapore and to reside in any part thereof.
Now why does a police officer who conducted a check on moi eons ago, then tells moi I have no right to be in this part of Singapore as I reside somewhere else.
According to his logic, if you live in Sengkang, you must work, play, eat, shit and masturbate in Sengkang. You can't be anywhere else.
So shouldn't they be restricting foreigners more?
Freedom of speech, assembly and association
Subject to the interest of the security of the state, public order, morality and incitement to any offence among others.
Again the provisos seek to curb any political agitators and opponents.
Freedom of religion
Every person has the right to profess and practise his religion and to propagate it.
So it should be for agnostics and atheists.
Agnostics and atheists have every right as religious devouts do to practise their non-religion and to propagate it. Their own personal space, at home or in public, should not be intruded upon.
There is a place for worship and it seems like these are churches, mosques and temples. Religious practitioners can joss, burn, incense, chant or pray as loud, as much or as fiery as they want to. In fact such places of worship are best sited further away from residential places.
Just as foreign guest workers (and these are usually big groupies) should have their own living quarters (especially those in the construction and heavy technical service industries) located further away from residences.
Security can be better maintained that way in controlled areas like these. Not to mention, noise and smoke pollution.
Many religious practitioners worry about the funeral of an atheist or agnostic. I say, once you close your eyes upon death, you don't care or worry anymore about what happens or what ceremonies are performed.
I will just have a few pop songs sung at mine, my body inspected in a glass coffin and thereafter, my body cremated and the ashes in an urn taken home to rest.
No need for any religious ceremonies or rituals.
Rights in respect of education
I will write about this some other time.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Big Clean-Up (Literally And Metaphorically)
All That Re-Circulated, Stale, Food Odorous Air Within Four Walls
Today, I walk along the aisle flanked by many eating establishments at Novena Square.
It was a very quiet late morning with not many patrons and guess what, I could smell the lingering food odor all over, within the confines of an air-conditioned mall.
Makes one wonder how this is contained within its four walls. Smells exactly like the fumy, oily leftover of the kitchen of Aunt Sally's and that of Rhemi's hallway whose windows remain shut most of the time only because they open out to his next-door neighbor's main entrance.
Busting Dust Mites At Rhemi's
Speaking of which, I have taken to wiping out all that dust off Rhemi's wardrobe top. An exposed top. In fact this was Rhemi's job as I wanted him to clean up the room before I move in. It appears he didn't.
I dusted off the top only because I need to put up one of my luggages. I am pretty sure dust mites lurk here and this was what Aunt Sally's daughter insisted my bed bugs were.
But excuse me, dust mites are micro-organisms that are invisible. On the other hand, baby bed bugs are those whitish crawlies I had seen at Psycho's and they turn brown or black when they grow. I spotted three at Aunt Sally's.
And I display white swells and rashes, symptomatic reactions to bed bugs' bites.
Store Away Storage Spaces (Minimalism) To Reduce Clutter, Dust And Dirt
My future home will have wall-to-wall and ceiling-to-ceiling storage space to reduce open shelving exposure to flying debris, dust and dustballs. With no nooks and crannies for them to hide in either.
Plus I am NOT putting up wall pictures or any other open display paraphernalia as these accumulate dust over time. Most stuff will be stored away as far as possible.
Busting Cobwebs And DustBalls
When I opened up Rhemi's hallway windows, just to test and see how much sunlight can filter through (not very much as the windows were kinda small), cobwebs and untold dirt and dustballs had already accumulated on the sills.
I promptly swept them off.
Busting Gunk Clinging To The Toilet Walls
I had also scrubbed off the bathroom walls as I am gonna bathe here for the next quarter of a year.
Good thing he has some sorta scrub resembling much like the car windshield wiper that cleans off pretty good.
Wild, Wild ,Wet And Slippery Soapy Wash Areas
The vanity basin is situated outside the bathroom and this is where I brush my teeth and shave as it has a mirror, so the whole floor is really wet.
This reminds me of Doray's and Aunt Sally's where the washer's drainage pipe has to snake its way into the bath for the dirty water to drain away. This means the bathroom's doors can't be closed if you need a shower or bath and the floor is one slippery soapy area.
Untold Freaking Dirty Grimy Antiques That Should Be Thrown Away
Geez, even my old place can't boast of such horrendous dirt and dust.
Worse, he has an old stove and oven which previous tenants must have cooked and baked in so many times, they didn't bother to clean up. That is the result of most kinda cooking.
And tenants do not usually help landlords to keep the place clean. Because most tenants are simply bo-chap ("tidak apa" and lackadaisical) as the stuff do not belong to them.
I have the same experience before with my ex-tenants. If I don't maintain the condition of the whole place myself, it is going to the dogs like Aunt Sally's and Rhemi's.
And I am living there and I still wanna lease out the place, so it has to be in tenable condition.
How Does Each Of These Living Quarters Compare - Psycho's, Aunt Sally's And Rhemi's
I suppose Psycho's is a two-storey landed terrace.
The whole place is big and airy.My bedroom is spacy and it faces out to a balcony. Light and air do enter. And I have made it a habit to turn on the fan when I leave the room, even here at Rhemi's. Just so that air circulates.
I open up all windows at Rhemi's. And as I mentioned his place isn't so dirty .Therefore my itching and rashing are not as bad as at Aunt Sally's.
Small, closed up and warm living confines that can only exacerbate the already bad living condition. God knows if the previous tenants were also carriers.
A GallFren (Fiancee) Is For What Again?
Then there is that rusty peeling clothes rack and an old cycle machine
If that fat gall is his fiancee, she should be helping him clean out the whole place and replace those old grimy table wipes.
Because I certainly AM NOT.
That Is Final
I am not gonna be caught in any Home Improvement or Estate Upgrdaing programs with all their attendant noise, debris and other inconveniences (shutting down of water, gas and electrical supplies for example).
I am not gonna be caught with mildewy, algaed, broken down, dilapidated, leaky, grimy, gunky, pest-infested aging estates either. God knows how our health is gonna suffer.
In short, I am NOT moving to a public housing project that is more than 5 years old. Period.
The First Schedule Of The Infectious Diseases Act
Gosh, doesn't cover bed bugs.
And perhaps it doesn't cover other infectious skin diseases that we may not have come across.
I don't know, let those people who have suffered it, bring this up and the experts think about it.
To me HIV deals with an infected person while bed-bugs deal with infected articles. Either way, both are infectious, infecting person to person.
The Deposit - A Cheat's Instrument For Financial Gain?
What about ruling a law on this?
What happens to the mandatory deposit all buyers or tenants put down to secure a place of stay (either on a purchase or lease basis)? Remember this is a different scenario from having lived in a place and the forfeiture of a deposit on many bases like in lieu of a month's notice.
What protects them from being fleeced by cheats? Cheats who renegade on the deal and do not return the deposit and the potential buyer or tenant is left without a home to stay in?
Can the police intervene?
Or does it justify a court of law action just to get back a $300 deposit in the case of a room rental?
Even if summonses are issued, what if the defendant just doesn't respond? An arrest warrant?
Today, I walk along the aisle flanked by many eating establishments at Novena Square.
It was a very quiet late morning with not many patrons and guess what, I could smell the lingering food odor all over, within the confines of an air-conditioned mall.
Makes one wonder how this is contained within its four walls. Smells exactly like the fumy, oily leftover of the kitchen of Aunt Sally's and that of Rhemi's hallway whose windows remain shut most of the time only because they open out to his next-door neighbor's main entrance.
Busting Dust Mites At Rhemi's
Speaking of which, I have taken to wiping out all that dust off Rhemi's wardrobe top. An exposed top. In fact this was Rhemi's job as I wanted him to clean up the room before I move in. It appears he didn't.
I dusted off the top only because I need to put up one of my luggages. I am pretty sure dust mites lurk here and this was what Aunt Sally's daughter insisted my bed bugs were.
But excuse me, dust mites are micro-organisms that are invisible. On the other hand, baby bed bugs are those whitish crawlies I had seen at Psycho's and they turn brown or black when they grow. I spotted three at Aunt Sally's.
And I display white swells and rashes, symptomatic reactions to bed bugs' bites.
Store Away Storage Spaces (Minimalism) To Reduce Clutter, Dust And Dirt
My future home will have wall-to-wall and ceiling-to-ceiling storage space to reduce open shelving exposure to flying debris, dust and dustballs. With no nooks and crannies for them to hide in either.
Plus I am NOT putting up wall pictures or any other open display paraphernalia as these accumulate dust over time. Most stuff will be stored away as far as possible.
Busting Cobwebs And DustBalls
When I opened up Rhemi's hallway windows, just to test and see how much sunlight can filter through (not very much as the windows were kinda small), cobwebs and untold dirt and dustballs had already accumulated on the sills.
I promptly swept them off.
Busting Gunk Clinging To The Toilet Walls
I had also scrubbed off the bathroom walls as I am gonna bathe here for the next quarter of a year.
Good thing he has some sorta scrub resembling much like the car windshield wiper that cleans off pretty good.
Wild, Wild ,Wet And Slippery Soapy Wash Areas
The vanity basin is situated outside the bathroom and this is where I brush my teeth and shave as it has a mirror, so the whole floor is really wet.
This reminds me of Doray's and Aunt Sally's where the washer's drainage pipe has to snake its way into the bath for the dirty water to drain away. This means the bathroom's doors can't be closed if you need a shower or bath and the floor is one slippery soapy area.
Untold Freaking Dirty Grimy Antiques That Should Be Thrown Away
Geez, even my old place can't boast of such horrendous dirt and dust.
Worse, he has an old stove and oven which previous tenants must have cooked and baked in so many times, they didn't bother to clean up. That is the result of most kinda cooking.
And tenants do not usually help landlords to keep the place clean. Because most tenants are simply bo-chap ("tidak apa" and lackadaisical) as the stuff do not belong to them.
I have the same experience before with my ex-tenants. If I don't maintain the condition of the whole place myself, it is going to the dogs like Aunt Sally's and Rhemi's.
And I am living there and I still wanna lease out the place, so it has to be in tenable condition.
How Does Each Of These Living Quarters Compare - Psycho's, Aunt Sally's And Rhemi's
I suppose Psycho's is a two-storey landed terrace.
The whole place is big and airy.My bedroom is spacy and it faces out to a balcony. Light and air do enter. And I have made it a habit to turn on the fan when I leave the room, even here at Rhemi's. Just so that air circulates.
I open up all windows at Rhemi's. And as I mentioned his place isn't so dirty .Therefore my itching and rashing are not as bad as at Aunt Sally's.
Small, closed up and warm living confines that can only exacerbate the already bad living condition. God knows if the previous tenants were also carriers.
A GallFren (Fiancee) Is For What Again?
Then there is that rusty peeling clothes rack and an old cycle machine
If that fat gall is his fiancee, she should be helping him clean out the whole place and replace those old grimy table wipes.
Because I certainly AM NOT.
That Is Final
I am not gonna be caught in any Home Improvement or Estate Upgrdaing programs with all their attendant noise, debris and other inconveniences (shutting down of water, gas and electrical supplies for example).
I am not gonna be caught with mildewy, algaed, broken down, dilapidated, leaky, grimy, gunky, pest-infested aging estates either. God knows how our health is gonna suffer.
In short, I am NOT moving to a public housing project that is more than 5 years old. Period.
The First Schedule Of The Infectious Diseases Act
Gosh, doesn't cover bed bugs.
And perhaps it doesn't cover other infectious skin diseases that we may not have come across.
I don't know, let those people who have suffered it, bring this up and the experts think about it.
To me HIV deals with an infected person while bed-bugs deal with infected articles. Either way, both are infectious, infecting person to person.
The Deposit - A Cheat's Instrument For Financial Gain?
What about ruling a law on this?
What happens to the mandatory deposit all buyers or tenants put down to secure a place of stay (either on a purchase or lease basis)? Remember this is a different scenario from having lived in a place and the forfeiture of a deposit on many bases like in lieu of a month's notice.
What protects them from being fleeced by cheats? Cheats who renegade on the deal and do not return the deposit and the potential buyer or tenant is left without a home to stay in?
Can the police intervene?
Or does it justify a court of law action just to get back a $300 deposit in the case of a room rental?
Even if summonses are issued, what if the defendant just doesn't respond? An arrest warrant?
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