Monthly Archives: August 2009

Beefy goodness

  1. I’d went for a Kagoshima Wagyu tasting session awhile back, and while I certainly did enjoy the steak, it’s not something I’d pay such a premium price for again. Anyway, while I really do enjoy fatty Japanese beef, I think it’s better prepared yakiniku style, rather than grilled as a whole steak.
  2. I was looking for the male toilet in the Cathay building and almost didn’t find it – the normal ‘Gentlemen’ label had been (rather cleverly) replaced by an advertisement for Brüno. While it isn’t a show I’m interested in catching, I did think it was a rather clever promotion.
  3. There’s such a thing as going too far, though – having the face of a movie character (a gay one, at that) staring out at me from the urinal can be somewhat disconcerting, to say the least. Still a funny concept, though.
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Yes

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

(1 Corinthians 13:4-8a, NIV)

Singapore story

It’s the day after National Day, and though I hadn’t noticed it earlier, I decided to read Janadas Devan’s The real Aug 9 – and the one we celebrate (from yesterday’s paper) after seeing it specifically mentioned in a blog I follow. It offers an interesting perspective – that we lack identity because we did not really striven for independence as a lone island nation, because we are very much an accidental baby, the unwanted cast-off from a federation of former British colonies.

I wonder what my nation would be like today, if history had taken a different path? What if Lim Chin Siong, for example, had indeed gone on to become Prime Minister? What if the Chinese-educated, presumably pro-Communist, wing of the early PAP had not been removed from power, and had instead a major part to play in the development of Singapore over the past half-century (perhaps at the helm, even)? Would English be my primary language today? Would I have a concrete roof over my head and be happily enjoying a broadband internet connection? Would we have become a Chinese colony instead?

Don’t get me wrong – I do think there is plenty that can be improved with the current administration, but I do think that all things considered, they’ve done pretty well thus far. And while I suspect that we might not be quite as developed if we had gone down this alternative path, I wonder if as a people we might have a stronger identity, and perhaps even simply be… happier?

(Somehow, this feels like the concept of a Singaporean Elseworlds-style comic waiting to happen.)

Bits and pieces

Seems like I’ve somehow gone into photoblogging. It wasn’t really a conscious thing – I just tend to take the random photo on my (phone) camera, so I figured this is probably the place to upload them and ensure they don’t just disappear into obscurity forever.

Kinda like that old Project 365 of mine, except the updates are nowhere as regular.

  1. It seems I haven’t really broken out of my comfort zone very much at school – I’ve been assigned back to my old CCA (Guitar Ensemble), although that was also very much because they desperately needed another teacher there (two of the three teachers-in-charge had just left) – I would actually have liked Photography Club, really! The room’s still pretty much the same (and older, which is somewhat icky), except that the Chinese Orchestra no longer shares the place (no more timpani to mess around with). Their door has also since become the main entrance to the room.
  2. I was eating tim sum when I noticed that some of the baskets they were using had the Japanese character no (の) on them. With my limited knowledge of the language I identified that as the possessive particle, although interestingly enough they seem to have subtitled it as the Chinese word zhī (之). I wonder if the Japanese form is really derived from that?
  3. I went down for a ‘coffee talk session’ with George Yeo at a McDonald’s in Hougang, and while it wasn’t really particularly enlightening, I came to realise that you can quite easily volunteer to help out for the Meet-the-People Sessions. Since I’ve some interest in finding out more about the problems that trouble my fellow countrymen, I’ve decided to give some of my time helping out. I’ve gone for one session so far, and I think I will be going back for more.