From Living To Studying To Gay Issues

So What's Happening Dude? Plenty!
My One-Year Abode Here
I have been here a whole 16 days.

I love the location here, situated right in the heart of Orchard Road, one of Singapore's uptown and upscale shopping belt. That means moi can gym very conveniently, especially since 2 of Calif's branches are within walking distance.

As for running and librarying, moi has to venture fuirther afield as there isn't a single track within sight here and the central library may not stock all the books moi wants.

And moi is gymming very seriously now, following his own self-taught training regime and downing a variety of supplements to boost this work-out. From whey protein and meal replacement powders to creatin and from fat-burners to growth hormones.

This is truly inner-city living where the streets are busy and there is an international community living here.

To catch some alone time and space and breather, I venture out early mornings or very late nights to puff and to think. There are various nice "refuel, think and puff spots" dotted along the whole way.

I was, as you remember, still reeling from the financial and emotional distress of the past month. The Great Financial and Emotional Depression. The global financial crisis. Living at Ah Yong's. The neighborhood. The community. The sleaze that looms nearby.

I suppose that was the period of "grief" and despair I was undergoing as I learn from a read on social issues and problems. I am now entering a phase of recovery and reorganisation.

A Learning Program For An Emerging And Developing Field
While here, I bump into a couple of foreign students (and boy, are they hot! and of course that include the tenants here) and somehow, like an invisible hand, they directed moi to the school that they were studying in and moi learn of a program that suits him to an almost perfect 'T'.

Moi wants to specialise in a very specific and emerging and developiong field here. A field that will come to fruit in 2011. A field that engages the human health services.

As far as moi knows, its last intake was about half a year ago and that tells you how under-supplied and unpopular the course is, unlike other humanities and business programs.

And that in turn spells good news for a tight job market.

From Sleaze To Sleaze
It was also while moi was on a late night out refuelling, thinking and puffing that he bgan to notice the sleaze that lurks around what is essentiallly a very schoolsy, artsy and school-residency environ here.

It makes one wonder how many "red-light" districts we are trying to create here. We already have them in Joo Chiat and in Geylang. And I am sure there are pockets in other places too like Bukit Timah, Chinatown or Peninsula Plaza.

Moi does not object to prostitution per se. It has been around for centuries, is one of the world's oldest profession and it serves a human need. But of course that has to be weighed against the social cost of contracting sexual diseases and breaking up families.

However I do object on several other grounds.

Points To Ponder - How Gays Are Further Discriminated Against
One, keep them out of the heartlands where the majority of Singaporeans live. No solicitation in void decks, coffee-shops, whatever.

Two, exactly how many red light districts are enough for Singapore? One, two, three, four...or twenty? Our sex industry seems to be hotting up and foreigners are staffing them, most of the time.

Three, the open and blatant nature of the solicitation and prostitution in residency areas just do not gel. From the way the hookers dress and congregate in numbers to the various times in the day and night that they choose to solicit. Spilling onto streets, eateries, malls and pathways meant for people who live, work or play there.

Four, if we must have them, put them in the downtown and commercial hub areas.

Our policy-makers have been deft at redrawing electoral boundaries (to the extent of making a GRC look so disparate because of the various wards they are made up of) but they have not learned to isolate, sectorise and contain sleaze from residency.

That means a whole street or development meant for sleaze. Very, very, very far away from schools, residence (and that means student hostels or just about any kind of hostel) and 24-hour genuine eating or Internet cafes.

We gays are discreet and we do our "stuff" usually under the cloak of dark, in camouflage, in private, away from the prying eyes of the public. Like forested areas, beaches and parks buffered by trees and shrubs. Loos and generally any pubic place that is out of sight of prying eyes.

However we were harassed and hunted down like gaming preys while the "out in the open" and blatant nature of hetero-prostitution isn't.

So the Penal Code for gayism has to be revised and changed. And in the name of fairness and equality of the sexes, gay men have to be allowed to dress up scantily and prostitute in the open like their "hetero' counterparts.

Other Asides
Why have tree, shrub and grass patches levelled to ground level? Why not recess them a couple of inches below ground level? That way, when it rains, no soil gets washed out to the pathways?

Develop noiseless and silent technology for a range of home gadgets. Vacuum cleaners, electric shavers, juice blenders and mixers, hair dryers, air-conditioners and electric fans for starters. Then branch out to bigger things like cars, planes, motors and so on.

It comes as a surprise to me that cruelty to animals and birds are prosecutable under the Act but that humans are not equally protected under the law. I am talking about the kind space and living confinement of us humans and stuff like infuriating, torturing and terrifying humans.

Someone Out There Means Moi Harm
I guess someone (whoever you are) out there is trying to make a monster out of me. They are trying to nail and crucify me. I think I have met a couple of them recently but I can't confirm it.

They wanna play God and they don't start by looking at themselves and the things they have done themselves.

I am willing to meet them out in the open, debate on who has done what and thrash things out and let us see who wins.

We are all almost on par and no better and holier than each other.

Get that real right PIGS!