Sunday, May 07, 2006

Light A Candle

Light a candle for the opposition activist arrested at the airport just today. The ruling party returns (a little less) triumphantly to the Government. The status quo.

At least we dared to dream.

And you said this:

"Repression, Sir is a habit that grows. I am told it is like
making love - it is always easier the second time! The first time there may be pangs of conscience, a sense of guilt. But once embarked on this course with constant repetition you get more and more brazen in the attack. All you have to do is to dissolve organizations and societies and banish and on the surface. Then an intimidated press and the government-controlled radio together can regularly sing your praises, and slowly and steadily the people are made to forget the evil things that have already been done, or if these things are referred to again they're conveniently distorted and distorted with impunity, because there will be no opposition to contradict."

- Lee Kuan Yew as an opposition PAP member speaking to David Marshall, Singapore Legislative Assembly, Debates, 4 October, 1956

Sir, I believed in your ideals of equality, meritocracy and most of all, democracy. There is no 'our brand' of democracy. It ain't a gimmick that we're selling here.

Or is it?
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On a less sombre note, the previous day was spent at Vesak@Orchard with Laura and SBMY. Carried a large placard around my neck, met a certain (aghast) Serene Ang who went "Oh MYYY. Oh MYYYY... OH MYYYYYYY..." and trooped around Orchard Road making not so much of a din but inviting more than our fair share of inquisitive looks.
















I've never thought that at the grand old age of 23, I would have the courage to parade myself thru the throngs of people around that area. But yea, to relive part of the childhood that I've missed out on, I wouldn't settle for anything else.

Settled on a Coffee Club CUM Crystal Jade dinner with Siusiu, KC, SQ and SJ later on. Was surprised to know that Ivy, a former TJ acquaintance of mine was attached to one of the Marist gang. It's indeed a small world, after all. SHE came along for the Crystal Jade part of the dinner, and we left for HER house after a spot of consideration on HER wanting a new bag.

What's it with bags and girls?

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