Wednesday, October 27, 2010


I am suspending scepticism for a while.

But that would mean that I must not read the news. Bad news make great headlines. Inequitable policies and greedy politicians make for great conversations. Especially when its easier to talk against the government than for the Opposition.

Until we have a true statesman, and no, I do not think that we have one on either side of the fence, voting - at least for me, will be a matter of who I distrust the least.

Truth of the matter is, nation building still hinges on whats-in-it-for-me multiply 27 million people.

Skepticism is easy. Too easy. Its easier to avoid heartbreak if I let go my ideals of a utopia, and as it is, only a fool would pursue Xanadu. (cue music). And leaving the country seems like an easy way out.

And yet..

when the non-locals in my workplace bitterly complain about this country of ours, there has been times when I am ready to not so subtly tell them to go back where they came from.

Hm, not unfamiliar rhetoric. Disturbing too. Moral high ground just got steamrollered.

How can I decrying a Singaporean bashing my country, when I do the same. Do I only rely on my IC as proof of my locus standi over his?

Is my cynicism justifying the criticism.

Someone Twittered that citizenship is a responsibility.

Perhaps that is not just a pretty phrase.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Fantasies of being a Balrog

The intellectual rot is beginning to take its toll.

Its sad when there is no place to have a decent conversation that does not revolve around character assassination around the water cooler.

I guess the growing ethical conflict at the office is beginning to affect me in that I am having fantasy conversations telling people to shut up.

But reporting to the pre-menopausal comes with its own occupational risks that would involve inhospitable working conditions.

We will see how this works out.

You see, a Balrog would not have to face problems like these. It can happily go its way, eating trespassing wizards and tending to its flames and evil darkness.

Nobody would dare give the Balrog attitude. Or ask it to do mindless photocopying or comb binding.

And with a snort the Balrog would be able to dismiss (in ashes) any condescending member of management or self-centred customer. There would be no complaints and nobody would dare call for meetings at 5 minutes to its clock off time.

Yup, it would be great to be a Balrog.

What’s the Story Morning Glory?

It’s a startling discovery.

I sing with a British accent.

And I thought I got rid of that when I got back. But then, I can’t do any Oasis song without it.

Hm, Catch 22.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra

Was asked before a performance:
"how come most of the musicians are foreigners?"
"Um,because most of our Malaysian musicians are in Australia and the States because there is hardly a job market here for them?"

Surely talent appreciation knows no distinction in nationality? We only wish.
That of course brings me to the newly mooted Talent Corp.

Talent Corp, in its bid to woo our best and brightest overseas to return home, has an uphill battle. Does this qualify as the understatement of the year?

With a political climate that sees the racial card being raised more times than the red card in La Liga, there'd be many in Malaysia who would volunteer to trade places. And if the situation is such that the PM has to reassure the Malaysian minority with a public statement that we are not 'pendatangs' or immigrants, a constitutional right that should be a given by now, I am not sure I feel very reassured. The politics of fear plied by the political parties and newspapers seem to make it an us against them battle. Real or Wayang - who is to say?

Political statements without the will and infrastructure to carry those through is commonplace. Looking through the frustrations vented out in forums just on the Malaysia My Second Home is a good indication as to the eventual fate of similar promises.

Expediting immigration processes for foreign spouses? When we still have so many local applicants waiting right into their golden years for their blue ICs? Its hard not to be cynical about it.

And is retaining brilliant home-grown talent anywhere in Talent Corp's KPIs? I would be really interested to learn the studies taken to understand why people are leaving in the first place. I wonder if it will ever be published because the truth can be too embarrassing.

Applying a basic principle of marketing - easier to retain a current customer than woo a new or disenchanted one, no?

But if as The Star puts it, that meritocracy be the foundation of establishing a truly global and competitive economy to make any attempt of wooing our talents home successful, then Talent Corp is doomed. Meritocracy is still a dirty word in this country. Its too politicized. Oddly, only by the politicians.

Anyway, I still love the MPO and music is still one of the very few pleasures that transcends space, time and communal politics. For now.

Design Services

What an exhausting weekend.
The house still looks like a barn so housework did not get done over these two days.

Do I need Nate Berkus.. yeah! Do I need sponsored stuff from Pottery Barn.. you bet!

Am I watching too much Oprah because neither Nate or PB is even on the same continent as I am? Go figure.

In anycase, made a trip to visit a friend's gorgeous new crib and me likes. Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. And her cat sure can teach my pets some lessons in the virtues of a clean floor. * terrazzo are friends, not free-for-all-litter*

Question now is, which is the best bank to rob for me to achieve similar simplicity? OCBC maybe? I wonder will this post be flagged for that? I am kidding, Jo. Honest. I'll hit RHB.

Now I understand why when mothers get together, they do nothing but coo about kids. All I do these days is discuss plaster ceiling and electrical points. Its a great conversation piece. I must have like inspired many to try their hand at their very own 3D Kitchen Design programme.
Like real.
I wish there was a Pottery Barn in this continent.

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Twit Twit

Oh updates!

1. S&P - check
2. Loan documents - check
3. Passing out while budgeting for renovation and legal fees - CHECK
(I have decided to forgo the plaster ceiling and glass balcony and settle for furniture.)

Owning a home in this economic climate is like giving birth.
Possible with many a desirable outcome, but not without a lot of noise and trepidation. And fleeting moments of contemplating murder. God knows the gestation period is long enough.

Anyway, fell ill again. Hence the rantless month of September.
(In my next rebirth, I am demanding better antibodies. Or at least come back as Uma Thurman).

Anyway, in the tradition of utter randomness, here is a picture of a dog: