Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Driving. Why there should be individual lanes for P-plates

I am a P Plate. I am not proud of it, unfortunately, its my only guarantee that I dont end up as a sticky puddle of goo on singapore's gooey road. In fact, after my driving lessons in driving school, we newbies often wonder why no one except the octogenarians and above obey the speed limit. Now I know. They dont really see very well.
Any car with 1 piston and above seem to be zooming at breakneck speeds weaving in and out like deranged street racers, its not just attitude anymore... its culture. However, the legions of drivers all know that a P-plate is bad news. Thats because evryone has been a P-plate once and almost killed/smashed/crashed their car into everything irregardless of race/religion/sex. Its more of an "oopsie" kind of mistake then "i think I might hit it... lemme juz accelerate a bit more just to see...."
Thus, an invisible radius is raised around me where drivers are extra cautious. In fact, they are so cautious some of them decide that leaving the area of extreme danger is better than staying in the face of doom. Thats when mistakes happen. I have had loser diesel taxis gun their 2 bit engines trying to leave my radius and almost hit me int he process. I call this the P-Plate Slayers. Not that they actually kill anything... they tend to brake quickly and let the P-plate hit them. BANG! free paint job and new chassis for a little bit of inconvienience.
In fact, If enough conclusions can be drawn from our driving culture, we might even be able to market it as a tourist attraction. Our eternal hide and seek from the traffic police. The traffic police pretending not to see anything for fear of the 5 tonnes of paperwork involved due to ISO guidelines and of course, our not so well hidden and very well advertised speed cameras.

Driving sucks. But no one said culture is interesting. Most males (hetero) could do without it. But inadvertently, culture is created. Its not flashy, its not civilised but parameters are created and everyone respects the most quickest/safest driver. Except the taxi drivers of course...

Monday, August 09, 2004

i is Singaporean

I just got back from the national day parade....
i cant help, but feel a small sense of patriotism in myself..... maybe its cos they imbedded a hidden message of some sort, inducing you to pledge you mind, body and soul to the 39 year old meritocrasy.... or maybe its the free goodie bag(complete with my very own flag, cap, raincoat, torch, drinks, Kong Guan biscuits, propargandised issue of 8DAYS and patriotic tattoos!) they gave me... the way to anybody's heart, is free stuff!!
On a leaflet accompanying the ticket itself, it wrote "You are encouraged to wear red!".... And so, being the monkey that always does as he is told, i wore red... and surprisingly, thats what everyone else did.... its such a sight, to see waves and waves of people dressed in red(Giodarno must have made a fortune) trickle into the stadium...


And then it just hit me,
Singapore has a broad spectrum of different people... some people are irritating, some are not...
But during national day, they all come together(hell, its the only time you see so many singaporeans squeeze in one place even thou there's no Big Sale going on...) and celebrate, what they consider, a really wonderful country.... In Singapore, i feel a sense of togetherness, a sense of belonging... It is my homeland, and i will protect it....me, and my dog(Bob).... This is what makes me suddenly love Singapore much more today........................



Nahh, i think its the goodie bag....



The aftermath of NDP 2004 - Waiting 1.5 hours to get out of the damn multi story carpark