After an infinite hiatus (or some 22 million seconds), I’m back with a long overdue post. Where have I been the past 6240 hours?
As freak floods that tend to occur once every 50 years hit Singapore this year at a rapid rate making us older than the 45 years we are supposed to be, it is ironic timing to see PUB Chairman Tan Gee Paw given the National Day award of the Distinguished Service Order.
Singapore with a population of approx. 5million (throwing in all the foreigners & all) has never exactly been a lucrative market for most foreign entities in comparison to the rest of the World. The telecommunications market, media, and subsequently pay television market have longed remained in the hands of government owned entities, despite the opening up of these markets in recent years.
When you reach a certain age (like 17), Disneyland suddenly doesn’t hold the enthrallment as it once did when you were say maybe, 7. Instead, when you work to buy your air ticket to the country where they exalt liberty, suddenly the foremost attraction became Universal Studios. Watching cowboys slug it out behind false walls, meandering jet skis in Water World …
Is one born to slog their entire life?
That time of the year has arrived, where all the television shows meet their d-day – whether the networks will renew them or show them the door.
You’re always bound to fall
there’s nothing you can do
the weight of gravity begins
to pull you down again
so what are you to do now?
My head is stuck in the clouds
She begs me to come down
Says “Boy quit foolin’ around”
Don’t lose your way
With each passing day
You’ve come so far
Don’t throw it away
We’re both looking for something
We’ve been afraid to find
It’s easier to be broken
It’s easier to hide
When the whirlwind subsides, surrealism no longer puts you on a pedestal.
All you want to do is tread with prudence rather than trepidation after the consternation of yesteryear.