Archives for the month of: October, 2012

Top three random thoughts/ideas of the past week (22 Oct – 28 Oct):

1. About empathy
Many a time, we expect others to reach our standards/levels of ability, be it intellectual, emotional, or physical, in what we can sometimes refer to as the Expectations Model. But we too often fail to recognise that there are limitations on their side. We can’t expect the rest of the society to be as fortunate as us, an awareness our eugenic/elitist education system has inhibited.

2. Military engagement
Crimewatch screens on Channel 5 and Channel 8, keeping our citizens aware of crime and extending the police’s crime prevention campaigns. Shouldn’t there be a Defencewatch put up on free-to-air television to increase citizen knowledge on what the Armed Forces is doing, and to further keep our faltering state-society relations in check?

3. Inequality
Inequality exists everywhere, from skills proficiency to economic equity. The fundamental question to ask is, “So what if we are all equal, is it that desirable after all?” What is the basis behind ‘leaving no man behind’? There are, straightforwardly, two ways to axe out inequality: either to improve those at the bottom or stop those at the top. Which would you choose?

Some of the best minds, apparently, can’t think.

This morning, on my way to work (simultaneously having my daily dose of commuting claustrophobia and trying to make time productive by engaging my mind via a book), the train stopped at a certain station along the way. As per usual social practice, I stepped out of the cabin of a fully packed train and then in again, only to be facilitated in the latter process by a man in his mid-40s who obviously wasn’t as well dressed up as many other Singaporeans. A foolproof deduction would give it away that he’s a foreign worker – and yes, he’s from the world’s most populous nation.

Aha, the sensitive part of this musing has just kicked in. Do note that there is no xenophobia intended. This is just an interesting and non-routine analysis of the geopolitical situation in Asia captured from an everyday occurrence.

At the same station, another foreign worker of presumably Indian nationality (let’s assume he is Indian) boarded the train, went past my side, and somehow managed to find himself some space right behind me. The doors closed momentarily and the former used his back to squeeze into the cabin as far as possible, with little, instead no, regard for any persons or objects behind him. The latter was standing on a really constrained spot and had no choice but to exert a slight force on me as well. Being in the middle, I was literally sandwiched and had to halt my reading for a moment, before finding oblique space to continue. It instantaneously occurred to me that this scenario bears some resemblance on an extrapolated scale.

Imagine the three individuals in this episode as the countries they hail from, and the rest of the train cabin as the global fishtank. China, India, and Singapore are in physical proximity, and like other independent states, are engaged in a rat race fighting for what’s closest to heart – in this case, physical space on board a crowded rush-hour commute. While doing so, China, building on the authority and significance it has gained over its socioeconomic rise, exerts its power on other smaller nations such as Singapore (represented by the Chinese man pushing his way inwards without even looking back), oblivious to their feelings and reactions (well, they are probably aware but can’t be bothered to care). India, on the other hand, showed signs of resilience and the desire to establish itself as equally a power. Despite the societal restraints it faces in nationwide modernisation (the Indian national stayed put and did not inch back in spite of restricted space), it remains unswayed by China’s iron fist in getting what it wants, sometimes even putting pressure on more vulnerable countries, whereas other nations have no choice but to give in to some extent.

Singapore – characterised by me, was awkwardly and uncannily squeezed in between the two most populous nations and two of the world’s largest economies. Singapore’s geographical location in relation to China and India has slapped us a fate in which we have to go with the winds the two Asian lions are commanding (if we were the tigers, they would be the lions – rulers of the animal kingdom). We sometimes get ‘bullied’ or forced out of certain standings. We tend to get squeezed when the two are at loggerheads – we can’t afford to take sides. Yet, we never fail to, somehow, devise a method to get what we need at the moment (I turned slightly and found some space for my book). I didn’t apply any returning force to any piece of my human-sandwich bread, for fear of causing tension in the cabin (exactly why our Defence Ministry engages in diplomacy).

Instead, being flexible, resilient, and finding our own way out is exactly the mindset we need to employ in such times. While we’re clearly unable to tell others outright that they’re stepping on our grass, we cannot just sit there and let it happen. We must continue to think out of the box and think critically, for our survival in this dangerous global era.

Recently, I’ve been engaging in a number of small talks with people in the Navy, where I serve at currently. I’ve managed to gather some very useful yet touching information that put me close to tears one evening, and further able to stratify people and their dreams and aspirations, not just in work, but beyond that, in life.

Two weeks back, I met two of the cookhouse operators in camp at the bus stop waiting for the bus to go home. I’ve always greeted them with large grins from time to time regardless of my work, for I take meal times as a time to let my hair down, and they seamlessly facilitate that. So I easily struck up a very, very casual talk  with them by a very ubiquitous “Hi Auntie”, its language was none other than Singlish, with constant infusions of Malay words and trying a little to say it their way (e.g. rabak, teruk, cepat), and I learned a bunch about their hopes, dreams, and difficulties in life.

  • First, these people truly don’t get paid much. They have been working their lives for very similar pay grades, and there is little chance to upgrade or do a career switch. They would be more than happy to attend courses to increase their skill levels, just for a better pay in order to better support their obligations. When asked why don’t they leave, they cite habit, but that is secondary. Besides the oligopolistic industry, there is probably no other place in the job market that could allow their existence. That’s how cruel our society is, my countrymen.
  • They are really content with what they have. While this can get quite controversial with flamers possibly claiming that all they see is money, they don’t complain much about the meagre salaries and make do with what they have. The only reason they are on the lookout for greener pastures is simple, and it would be explained in the fourth point. Never seen in them is an obsession with wealth, fame, gratification, or power, and they work for obligation, not for themselves.
  • It’s not that they despise the government, they sometimes prefer the life back when they were much younger, when kampongs still existed. There are many intangible stuff that living in a corporate-looking HDB flat they miss and have tried to salvage, yet have failed. People are constantly changing, and their neighbours might not share the same mentalities and interests – probably more interested with money and nothing else. Not even human-to-human relationships. They seem helpless at narrow-minded money freaks coexisting in the same dense urban community yet do not recognise coexistence at all.
  • Lastly, their children are their everything. Same goes for their family. They work so hard to rein in nominal payrolls without a degree whatsoever just to ensure that their children get to university, they have enough for them to marry, and that their aging parents are well-taken care of. The concern for every family member is evident just by their tone of speech, or can even be seen through the eye. They seldom have other worries – all they want is for them to live in happiness, and they slog out just to see that, and when it’s their time to leave, they expect nothing more.

The Way of Life

Fear not the uncertainties, but your own inadequacies.
Improve yourself with all your heart, and tell your body to play a part.

Let no one but yourself hold you responsible,
For it is your own character, and what’s next on the table.

Busk in the moment and be crazy about life.
The last thing you want in yourself is strife.

Aim to challenge the limit, not be timid about it.
It’s only when you’re near the threshold do you banish in you the kid.

Life waits for no one, and be answerable to yourself.
You only live once and never again, never engulf your youth in taint.

Don’t expect too much change, don’t expect too little change.
Embrace it with consistency, and be prepared for calamity.

 Try the weirdest of them all, and the wackiest of them all.
But do remember not to break a bone, for you’ll never have it back at all.

To cure yourself of bore, do a little more.
Do not forget to give, love, and adore.

 Never allow yourself to look back and say,
“I could’ve done so much more.”

“If the brain is dead, then the man is dead.”

It is exactly because of this stark fact about our cognition that we have to keep thinking, and through thinking our brains generate thoughts. Sounds logical enough doesn’t it? And that’s why I’m in this business of penning down my thoughts before they slip away and become another distant, forgotten idea that have came so close to materialising.

If I haven’t already introduced myself, or you don’t already know me, you might want to use the following:

http://kohkl.wordpress.com
http://youtakecontrol.wordpress.com/about

This blog aims to chronicle every single strand of ideas that comes through my neural system and crystallise them in sizeable ideas for archiving, or probably a start-up if I’m found to be a little more enterprising. Some like to call it rants or musings, I’m fine with that. It can be anything about life, about the wind and leaves, about home, or about people. There would be a subtopic specially for Singapore issues as well, as with our current obsession with the National Conversation.

I am already doing so for economics, politics, policy, and foreign affairs at:

http://theaveragedollar.wordpress.com

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