How do the billions of people on god’s good earth find a job ? I would think getting one would be like finding someone to spend the rest of your life with. You have to be sure it’s the one, after which you can be sure of life not being the same anymore.
Lately, my aversion for the television has grown even stronger. As I lay drowsily on my bed after dinner, my sister turned on the television. It beeped and began blaring, people speaking in chinese, talk show laughter, mish mashing into a droning dribble of mindless entertainment, static masking the meaninglessness of boredom and spare time.
I worry for the earth. Dr Money’s articles in the The New Paper have become fatalistic lately, predicting of a world where demand has outstripped supply and a prolonged period of stagflation. I can’t help but wonder if capitalism is killing the earth. Economies have to grow annually, not unlike a cancer that grows and grows.
Can we bring our own plastic bag ? Can we turn off that light ? Can we do the little things for the environment ? If South Korea and America have institutionalized recycling habits in its population, then surely Singapore, with its reputation for its campaigns, should be able to succeed too.
Is Singapore a great place to live?
First and foremost, I think a government has to feed its people, and I think Singapore has been successful on that front, we are prosperous. There are poor people no doubt, but every country has poor people. Do we have an excessive amount of the poor? I wouldn’t know how to measure that. Singapore is a socialist country, we only guarantee an equality of opportunities but not an equality in outcomes – that would be communist. Are we doing a good enough job of ensuring an opportunity for everyone to succeed, especially those caught in the vicious cycle of poverty? There are no illusions here, the rich inherently have advantages compared to the poor. When you have money and your parents are well educated, chances are that you will be pretty smart too.
Does Singapore discriminate against other races compared to the Chinese majority ? I think not. Certainly it isn’t as institutionalized as the social contract of Malaysia.
If anything, I think that Singapore’s economy is too dependent on the global economy. Indeed that is who we are. We do not have any natural resources, the day foreign capital leaves is the day Singapore dies.
We enjoy a good standard of living. After reading about the many developing countries that have not quite made it into the first world, I better appreciate the progress we have made. Not hyperinflation in Brazil. Not like the Philippines, a real democracy, but politically unstable, and hardly first world. Not like the eastern European countries that have tried unsuccessfully to transition into a market economy. We have done it our particular way. We may not have a boisterous opposition, but we are first world, and that is what matters, isn’t it?
My idea of a perfect day : Wake up at 12pm. Learn a few chords, read a bit of theory, get a few tantalizing glimpses of this beautiful system, feel like I’m getting closer to playing a song by ear, to understanding how a song works. Have dinner. Take a nap. Train. Teach the dog a new trick. Like rolling over. (But I suspect the dog is too fat to do so. He was oh so close, straining at the neck to turn around, his legs sticking out almost past vertical, but there’s just too much heft in there to finish the roll, so I need an assistant to tip him over) Walk the dog. Watch television with my sister in an air-conditioned room. Bang something out on the computer about the meaninglessness of life and wonder how amazing it can be at the same time. Sleep.
You know how movies become so tiresome the older you get. I’ve been looking for novel entertainment options lately. Solution: Opera in the park this Saturday. Now to wonder what I’ll bring along for my picnic. Probably a salad, a side and a main. I am so wonderfully specific. Charentais melon, prosciutto, wild rocket and pecornio salad.