Sunday state of the Saber: post-election and Mothers' Day
So, it's Sunday, post-election, and Mothers' Day.
So, the ruling party (PAP - People's Action Party) is still dominating the seats in parliament. The opposition got in about six seats. The blame game has begun with pro-opposition supporters accusing people for being all talk and no action. This is sad. We are inheriting a nation of young people who grew up privileged, arrogant and ignorant. Be afraid, be very afraid.
But it's not a landslide victory, dear state media. 60% is not a landslide victory. Get your stats and math right.
And the language being bandied around: repent, retarded... No, people, stop that. No, really, STOP THAT.
I have to say that I am disappointed and that I have lost faith in Singaporeans. People seem unable to think for themselves or are just happy to toe the party line.
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I am down with the flu. Runny nose, coughing, the works. Cub made me a butterfly and a slew of poems for Mothers' Day.
For a few days, I have been struggling. With the usual self-doubt and self-disappointment. Am I again playing to a uncaring audience?
I suspect I will be full of words/thoughts/things for the next days.
So, the ruling party (PAP - People's Action Party) is still dominating the seats in parliament. The opposition got in about six seats. The blame game has begun with pro-opposition supporters accusing people for being all talk and no action. This is sad. We are inheriting a nation of young people who grew up privileged, arrogant and ignorant. Be afraid, be very afraid.
But it's not a landslide victory, dear state media. 60% is not a landslide victory. Get your stats and math right.
And the language being bandied around: repent, retarded... No, people, stop that. No, really, STOP THAT.
I have to say that I am disappointed and that I have lost faith in Singaporeans. People seem unable to think for themselves or are just happy to toe the party line.
~*~
I am down with the flu. Runny nose, coughing, the works. Cub made me a butterfly and a slew of poems for Mothers' Day.
For a few days, I have been struggling. With the usual self-doubt and self-disappointment. Am I again playing to a uncaring audience?
I suspect I will be full of words/thoughts/things for the next days.