Singapore and America. Polar Opposites and the concept of REASONABLE accountability

April 28th, 2008

It takes the weirdest articles to evoke a “What the Hell” response from me nowadays. It comes as no surprise that I probably developed this immunity to nonsense news after a steady diet of Straits Times reporting. I say reporting, because we have no journalists. We have writers that report what the government tells them to. Which is fine, from a practical standpoint because our government pulls the strings. I’m not expecting Pulitzers for any of our local reporters so neither am I expecting mind blowing insights or analysis from them either.

When I first started writing this article, the Mas Selamat incident was furthest from my mind, the subsequent actions of the parliament aside, it was the ineptness of our highly paid ministers that eventually conjured up a monster of ire from within the belly of this beast. I say beast because when I think about the Singaporean people, I am starting to see the hopeless and helpless impotence of a people who have just begun to scratch the surface. I do not nor have I ever begotten the self-praise and justifications that came with their pay hike. I thought it unconscionable for public servants but I did not disagree that great responsibility comes with great pay.

When BG George Yeo stated that American style democracy was too high a price to pay, I did not disagree, and it was articles like the one I posted above that have come to characterize the bloated free-for-all legal suit fest that is the American system. But let’s face it- America can afford it, the world’s only remaining superpower and fount of luxury can afford to be wanton in its excesses. Population of over 300 million, the US of A can afford to make mistakes, can promote a concept of free-for-all ideology, after all, you’re bound to hit a few brilliant gems of thought and schools of thinking that leads to great renewal, revival and change just by promoting said freedoms- this is statistical fact. Almost every major invention (product/service) of modern society happens to originate from this country.

Broderick Lloyd Laswell, an overweight prisoner is suing the state authorities for his weight loss in prison. A reasonable person would say, “What did he expect? He was in jail for murder, he wasn’t living in a holiday camp.” But America says, “Let the onus be on the legal system, let 2 adversaries debate the merits and allow a system of his peers to decide on what’s fair.” In Singapore, we would say, “Bastard deserved to suffer for his crime. We’re throwing the legal suit out.”  The American system places the weight of accountability on the defendant and the prosecution. Our system is cut and dried- let one man decide what’s right and wrong.

The American system clearly defines what the price of crime is- We take away your freedom in return as payment for your crime, no more, no less. For practical purposes- As long as Broderick is in jail, he’s already paying for his crime, his weight should in all fairness remain constant till the day of his release. In Singapore, we’re so ingrained to the belief that payment for your crime means that you forgo all rights and privileges accorded to you as a human being, it is this system that has made our red dot a “paradise” in the eyes of many. This is a case of “the grass is greener”. Those without look within and see the beauty, but those within look deeper and begin to see the fractures of an extremist ideology.

Extremist ideology and the country that is Singapore Inc aren’t really dissimilar precepts. In Singapore, there are no free lunches, ours is supposedly a shining beacon of meritocracy and efficiency. Unlike the bloated American system, ours is a country where anyone with the Singaporean dream of 4As and a government scholarship can achieve the proverbial good life. This is where the differences start to appear, unlike proto-typical rags to riches stories, the Singapore PSC scholar can expect an iron golden rice bowl once he attains parliamentarian nirvana within the ruling party- there he will progress unshaken and unstirred through the ranks, untested by any “real world” challenges that will decimate and destroy the careless, before he finally reaches state minister hood. A true rags to riches personality can find his equally glorious flight to the peaks of success brutally crushed upon making a poor business decision for that is the cycle that is the ebb and flow, no the RULE of the corporate jungle- the fittest survive. Ours is one where we run the nation like a business but devil be damned with the peons that work within the machinery. However, fact of the matter is, it is the leaders that take the blame of the biggest failures. Witness these men:

O’Neal was born in 1951 in the tiny rural farming community of Wedowee, Alabama, the son of a farmer. O’Neal lived with his father, mother, sister, and two brothers. O’Neal’s father showed great initiative and by the time he was ready to go to school his father had established himself at General Motors and had moved into the middle class. And this other bloke:

 

Charles O. Prince III, was born in Lynwood, California on 13 January, 1950.[1] Prince went to the University of Southern California for his Bachelor’s degree, Master’s degree, and Juris Doctor.[1] He continued his education going on to receive a Master of Law degree from Georgetown University.[1]

The son of a plasterer and a housewife, Prince started his career as an attorney with U.S. Steel Corp in 1975.[1] In 1979, he joined Commercial Credit Company, a predecessor to Citigroup that Sandy Weill took over in 1986.[1][3] He was promoted in 1996 to Executive Vice President of the firm, which by this point was known as the Travelers Group, now a wholly owned subsidiary of Citigroup.[4] In 2000, shortly following the 1998 merger of Travelers and Citigroup, Prince was named Chief Administrative Officer of the newly created firm, Citigroup.[5][4] He was subsequently promoted to Chief Operating Officer in 2001, to CEO and Chairman of Citi Markets and Banking in 2002, and finally to CEO and Chairman.

Go google them. Go wikipedia them. They fought, they worked hard. They achieved. But as in the real world, they fell when they made poor decisions. That’s life. That’s ACCOUNTABILITY. C’est la vie.

But let’s look at this lady:

Ms Ho graduated from the University of Singapore in 1976 with a Bachelor of Engineering (Electrical, First Class Honours) after completing her pre-university education at National Junior College where she emerged Student of the Year and President Scholar. She graduated from Crescent Girls’ School. She also holds a Master of Science (Electrical) from Stanford University, USA.[1] In 1995, Ms Ho was conferred the Distinguished Engineering Alumnus Award. She is also an Honorary Fellow of the Institution of Engineers, Singapore.

She is the eldest child of four children of retired businessman Ho Eng Hong and Chan Chiew Ping. In 17 December 1985, she married Lee Hsien Loong,[1] who later became Singapore’s third Prime Minister in August 2004.

Ms Ho is Executive Director & Chief Executive Officer of Temasek Holdings.

She began her career as an engineer with the Ministry of Defence.[1] In 1987, she joined the Singapore Technologies group as Deputy Director of Engineering, and became its President and Chief Executive Officer before retiring in 2001. She later joined Temasek Holdings in May 2002.

Forgive me but IT LOOKS (I say looks cos I don’t know this for a fact. It’s an inference- insert legal disclaimers here) like the only turning point in her career was marrying LHL and her meteoric rise through the ranks 2 years after beginning in 1987. Unlike the men presented before her, she will NEVER experience falls from grace. She is immune. She is a demi-god. Whether it’s Shincorp saga and the lost of billions of our people’s blood money. She will continue. Like this man, she will endure:

Yes, it’s also true the maxim, it’s not what you know, it’s who you know, it’s never been more true here. Lee Suan Yew, brother of Lee Kuan Yew, and Wong Kan Seng has the good fortune to be married to Suan Yew’s daughter which practically makes them cousins-in-law and for all intents and purposes, relative to the royal family.

BUT this entry isn’t about nepotism. Culturally speaking, I’m Chinese. I’m familiar with the monarchy and dynastic concepts of hereditary power. My place within Singapore society is really that of a loyal peasant, subject to my lordship’s whims and fancies for he rules with the mandate of 66.6% heaven. I’m fine with inherited greatness or even greatness by association, sure it grates on my nerves for I was not that lucky but neither do I make distinctions between being blessed with talent or blessed with an abundance of the right connections- both of which are Wills of God/Destiny/Fate.

My beef is with reasonable accountability or lack thereof. In dynastic china, the imperial court was guilty of a lot of gluttony, greed, lust, pride, sloth, name one of the seven sins, and it was practiced there. But for all their excesses- there was SOME accountability- generals “fell on their swords” for failures, incompetent ministers got removed, the openly corrupt were executed.

The polar opposite of the American Way isn’t North Korea. At least North Korea generates it’s own revenues through illegal drug trafficking and sales of nuclear technology (debatable) while it’s people live and work under harsh conditions, they’re under no illusions of a benevolent dictator, neither are there foreigners competing for the same jobs as they are. For all intents and purposes- citizen’s problems are self-contained and a result of systemic failure. The polar opposite of the American Way is Singapore. Singapore, jewel of East Asia, richest power of the south. The Singaporean dynasty enjoys the best pay with none of the responsibilities. Credit is claimed where non are due and blame is dispensed like the bolts from mighty Zeus.

The people plead not for the mad-house circus that is the American way, nor are we asking for the avarices of European decadence, but what we are looking for is REASONABLE ACCOUNTABILITY. Yes, the price of American Democracy and accountability can be high, our little island can ill afford such flagrance. But I’m hoping that somewhere in between can we meet. Somewhere between the extremes that is West represented by the USA and the best the East has to offer represented by Singapore. We have accomplished plenty, but the way things are, we are about to be undone. America with all it’s might can survive great scandals and great depressions. Singapore is really just a row boat adrift in the sea of geo-politics and international economics, since when does boat decide how the tides turn? Especially when the captain and crew are unaccountable for decisions made in this here treacherous waters that are the world?

Where is the reasonable accountability?

 

A Princess “Who can’t act” and Her Warrior: A restrospective review

April 27th, 2008

First off, apologies, a busy schedule has kept me away from updates to this blog. Furthermore, i refuse to let local politics dominate my enteries, it was most unfortunate that most of the past month has basically seen me hunched over a toilet bowl with thoughts of governmental incompetence and the willingness of the public to continually (threat of military coup aside from LKY) vote PAP. And now onto the real stuff: 

China’s history is filled with constant strife and civil war. From the period of the ten kingdoms to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I grew up on a steady diet of tales of epic heroism and brotherhood. I guess, this entry comes on the heels of having just watched a rather painfully corny period film called A Princess and Her Warrior, even sadder was the fact that Donnie Yen lent his weight to such a crap film. Kelly Chen manages a performance similar to damp tissue and the movie is filled with wuxia cliches that continually assault the senses.

Wuxia cliches are like the “wuying jiao” or shadowless kick moves for which there is no equal counter move. Having been beaten senseless by the lethal martial arts stance, I was in no way prepared for the tale of epic romance that soon followed. How the princess could forsake her childhood love, for a former bad ass warrior whose regrets of bloodshed and death have led him to a life of solitude and deeper lame-assed-ness. He builds himself a flying boat kept afloat via hot air balloon to romance his would-be paramour. At this point, I find myself wishing I purchased the $6 dollar exhorbitant popcorn from the stands outside the theatre- at least I would have a $6 barf bag for me to projectile vomit into the bag as opposed to onto the irritant ah beng who was laughing at every crappy advert pre-screening of the film.

As Sinatra would say, “I’ve had regrets but again too few to mention.” For me, yes, it was a regret but boy have I never wished I could have the 2 hours of my life back as badly as the time spent on this rancid film- this movie forced me to think in circumspect to the 2hrs of my life many years ago where I sat within a darkened theatre and contemplated the crap of the film that was “The Thin Red Line”- Thanks Princess, thanks for making me look back and reconsider my position on that film, cos it was your crappy film that finally made me lower my standards of bad movie acceptance irrepairably.

Does God speak in tongues or music?

April 7th, 2008

Was on shift last friday at the radio station when I picked this song to play cos it just seemed to “call out” to me.

There’s a boy up here
Who wants you to love him
But he can’t ignore his fears
There’s a girl down there
Who wants you to love her
Like you did this time last year

And I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply to you?
I could fill that hole for you some way

Morning light I feel
Come and make a meal of me
I’m hot this morning
And I must say miss, this dish is delicious
You can have some more for dinner

And I will fill that hole for you
How can I apply for you?
I could fill that hole for you someday

There’s a dream somewhere
That’s never been spoken
Here’s your busfare somewhere else
Where you can spend your days
All shattered and broken
Til you’re gone goodbye forever

But I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply for you?
I could fill that hole for you some way
I could fill that hole for you
How can I apply to you?
I’ll be whole for you someday, some way

Stupid just stupid

April 4th, 2008

I’ve always hated those asshole Astronomers who can name the constellations.

It’s all bullshite. Here’s why. Here’s the big dipper:

Aptly named apparently, cos when you connect the dots:

Here’s the constellation Taurus:

Cos when the ancient people connected the dots, we got this:

And finally, the coup de gras, the most awesome, we have the constellation, The Crusades:

Named thus, cos when you connect the dots:

People in the past must have been seriously bad with their “Connect The Dot” coloring books and games man. It further confuses me how we continue this ridiculous practice in modern times. And to think all this angst over an episode of Battlestar Galactica when Adama and Roslin discover the map room that’ll lead the fleet to earth…

WWIJD?

April 4th, 2008

I’ve noticed that sometimes, the most confounding problems have the simplest solutions. The key to it is asking yourself- What Would Indiana Jones Do?

Indiana Jones 4: Kingdom of the Crystal Skull coming soon to Singapore on May 22nd.

Wow.. best conspiracy theory in the world

April 3rd, 2008

Compelling facts and vivid evidence of intelligentsia’s most heinous crime can be found here.

Here’s An Excerpt:

If you believe the academic erroneous word
god, you will die stupid and evil - for you
have not the mental freedom to comprehend
Nature’s Higher Order Wisdom of the
Harmonic Simultaneous 4-Day Time Cube Creation Principle within 1Earth Rotation.
Until word is cornered, educators are liars.
by Gene Ray, the wisest human

The Truth is Out There, so is the author’s mind apparently.

When a guy like Nate can get Mona…

April 2nd, 2008

Well, God.. I WANT TO BE in the Virgin Mobile World.

Australians Rule

April 1st, 2008

Well, at least this guy- Pete Murray. I listened to him rabidly my last year at university. I think with the right marketing and packaging, he could go international. I used to stroll down Lygon and Swanston listening to this guy on my 2nd gen iPod before riding the metro home from Melbourne central with tear stained face thinking about an ex.

Ah.. the memories :P

Well I’m here to tell you babe
The game your in is just a game
So damn pretentious

God my fingers burn
Now when I think of touching your hair
You have changed so much that I don’t know
If I can call you and tell you I care
And I would love to bring you down
Plant your feet back on the ground

You think you’re so beautiful
So beautiful

Down with the sickness

March 31st, 2008

Well.. I’m not ill but I can seriously see where our nation’s headed. As a people, we look to our own self-interests, it is this intrinsic quality that allows the ruling party to manipulate us each election. Singaporeans are ZOMBIES. Period, we hunger, we eat each other, long term existence be damned, eventually, we run out of resources and each other to consume, more zombies are added to the equation till there’s nothing left to eat, no one wins. We’re mindless and we blindly follow wherever the “food/iron rice bowl” is. We’re worse than sheep. Our ruling party understands citizen psychology.

Honestly, everyone who thinks that the Malaysian election results will influence how our own Singaporean elections in the coming years are really deluded. Two things- Never underestimate the Singaporean appetite to play safe and vote for their rice source AND as long as our venerable Minister Mentor walks the earth, he’s said quite succinctly that any electoral victory by the opposition is tantamount to a freak result and he’ll call the military in. In truth, I’d rather live with the devil disguised than with the devil I know and under a military dictatorship.

Here’s the summarized version-If we continue our present course- there’ll be no one left to eat. The rich/elite are upwardly mobile, those middle class who are smart enough, can AND WILL get out. Those that remain will rapidly become our new under-class. Soon only peasants left to fight over scraps. The alternative is a plan which will lead us to a military dictatorship and rule under a gun which is just as bad. The best plan? GTFO before everything goes to hell.

In the meantime, here’s some words of wisdom from Mr. S Iswaran- “Life goes on..” and my favorite from our Prime Minister- “What to do? It’s happened..”

My advice- Live with it. Save up. Get out. I’m concentrating on my career now, as I step into H.O.D. position, I’ll have less time to blog and when I do, it won’t be (if I can help it) about friggen politics.

DAMN WHAT A RUSH

March 10th, 2008

I think it’s only appropriate that my  100th posting is on something of great significance. The announcement of a Dark Knight prequel- BATMAN: GOTHAM KNIGHT. Done in the style of animation spectacular Animatrix. The films will chronicle the Dark Knight’s exploits post Batman Begins and Pre-Dark Knight.

All six animatic feasts are directed by Bruce Timm (Batman: Mask of the Phantasm, Batman: TAS, Batman Beyond, Justice League) and key writers include:

1. Brian Azzarello, comic book writer (100 Bullets, Batman: Broken City)

2. David S. Goyer, comic/screenwriter (Batman Begins)

3. Greg Rucka, comic book writer/novelist (Batman, Gotham Central, 52)

4. Jordan Goldberg, producer (The Prestige, The Dark Knight)

5. Josh Olson, screenwriter (A History of Violence)

6. Alan Burnett, writer/producer (Batman: Mask of the Phantasm, Batman: TAS, Batman Beyond)