What! I can't believe this is happening. Got back from setting up N2 purging in the lab and received a whole bunch of comments just as I was complaining about the inadequacy of audience. I'd thank those who wish me a good night (if I were to clarify that I live 12 hr ahead of US time, I would just be letting out the fact that I'm slacking at work instead of snugly composing in purple moonlight and furry slippers - wait, no furry slippers at this time of the year. That much I haven't forgotten being back to the tropical paradise.) Can't just be because of the TSBW, can it? Still under the conviction that someone's playing an elaborate hoax on me. Can I get any more childish or insecure than this?
I still don't know wherefore do people find all these blogs of Singaporeans. And why do people still keep finding and reading them when they have an amazingly unifying theme of government and hierarchy and obedience issues. To be precise they are blogs of Singaporean intellectuals, mostly male, in their early twenties. Being intellectual is almost getting to be equivalent to being scholars, being overseas, or being (oh horrors) elitist. It's the intellectuals versus the "heartlanders". Such a dichotomy has been fried and over-fried to red-hot weariness, just like what Singaporeans do to any social issue worth gossiping about. From sentimental, emotionally exploitative issues such as parent-kid relationships, to half-raw notions rammed in to indigestion by the government such as creative enterprises. All these base discussions. No extraction, no abstraction, no sublimity, no conclusion (this is the most annoying).
The fact that I bother writing about the Singaporeans' blogs, and that I do get thrills for being a potential scholar-complainer getting my share of fame in the vanity fair of intellectual complaints, shows that I'm at least part Singaporean. On the other hand, I can proclaim without feeling guilt, with a smile and a smirk in heart, that I don't see the big deal about all these pointless discussion of the same old thing and getting nowhere. (I can't do the same - be free of guilt - to Chinese current affairs, to which I'm seriously out of touch.) Mind, though, that is another playground in the vanity fair, that of the proclamation and showing off of selfhood.
I still don't know wherefore do people find all these blogs of Singaporeans. And why do people still keep finding and reading them when they have an amazingly unifying theme of government and hierarchy and obedience issues. To be precise they are blogs of Singaporean intellectuals, mostly male, in their early twenties. Being intellectual is almost getting to be equivalent to being scholars, being overseas, or being (oh horrors) elitist. It's the intellectuals versus the "heartlanders". Such a dichotomy has been fried and over-fried to red-hot weariness, just like what Singaporeans do to any social issue worth gossiping about. From sentimental, emotionally exploitative issues such as parent-kid relationships, to half-raw notions rammed in to indigestion by the government such as creative enterprises. All these base discussions. No extraction, no abstraction, no sublimity, no conclusion (this is the most annoying).
The fact that I bother writing about the Singaporeans' blogs, and that I do get thrills for being a potential scholar-complainer getting my share of fame in the vanity fair of intellectual complaints, shows that I'm at least part Singaporean. On the other hand, I can proclaim without feeling guilt, with a smile and a smirk in heart, that I don't see the big deal about all these pointless discussion of the same old thing and getting nowhere. (I can't do the same - be free of guilt - to Chinese current affairs, to which I'm seriously out of touch.) Mind, though, that is another playground in the vanity fair, that of the proclamation and showing off of selfhood.
posted by Azzurra | 1:02 PM
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I see. How do you check up that list? Thanks for visiting.
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