Monday, May 16, 2011

Trip To Malacca - Part 1

Sometime in March, when life was somewhat less complex, my department went to Malacca on an informal company-organised trip. It was the first time we were to have an overnight outing together.

The trip started off in the early morning at Tampines, where transport was provided for East-staying employees. Not too bad, for a trip which cost $188.

And this was to be our ride for the next too days. A bit cramped but comfortable nonetheless... There were to be two of them, with another fetching other colleagues who felt more comfortable assembling at Kranji.




After an uneventful border crossing, we met up for breakfast somewhere in Johor Bahru. I don't really know where this place is...



But the food on offer there was some kind of fabulous, not only in terms of variety but also in price...










The big breakfast out of the way, the next thing we knew we were in Malacca about to visit a bee farm. ie. We had slept all the way.

Anyhow, this visit was unique in the sense that we got to go up close to the bee enclosures - really up close. Our guide simply told us that if a bee hit our face, just keep walking for they are only likely to sting if we try to brush them off. Err... ok...Thanks for the advice.

Here were the articificial hives created for the bees. I must say that without the bees, if I chanced upon such an enclosure at night my spine would tingle slightly for I thought they looked a little like miniature coffins...



It is from these 'hives', however, that honey is extracted.... And I must say it tasted really good - and fresh (duh!), though we later had to spit out the wax.







We also got to try some pollen, which the guide said was very nutritious and pure. According to him, the bees place the gathered pollen here for onwared processing into honey.




I found the pollen lumps a little too small to really experience any taste however. I think from this picture you can see why...



The guide then asked if anybody wanted to do something daring and there were no takers so I, trying to look cool, volunteered to take a picture next to him.



And that was his cue to ask me to help him hold a slat full of bees. Seeing that I remained unscathed for more than 30 seconds, the girls in the tour decided that it would be quite cool to have a picture taken next to, well, a person holding a slat full of bees and so formed up behind me.



This was another of the farms innovations, by putting the mesh inside these bottles, they could collect the honey straight in the container without having to transfer it.





Something else that fascinated the group were these cows which roamed about freely. One of my colleagues said that if the bees started swarming, "these poor beasts would have nowhere to hide". I replied that they wouldn't have to, as long as they "wear their hide". Hmm....




Of course, no farm tour is complete without a little bit of hard sell. This one was no different, as the hosts encouraged and cajoled us to buy these very natural products with immeasurable benefits to our health. I bought one obligatory bottle but most of my colleagues but a few as they deemed it to be a present the spouse would approve of. "Hey Honey, I got you some honey."



Of course, being Singaporean we also feasted ourselves on the free samples...



A good start to the trip therefore, which made us hungry for lunch...

Monday, May 9, 2011

Insanity

I am sorry I have hardly been posting. That thing with the deterioration of my computer which militates against posting any pictures as well as some bad times recently....

I like this quote from the movie Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps and I reproduce it as best as I remember...

"Insanity is when people do exactly the same things over and over again and expect different results each time. In that sense, all of us are insane, but at different times. But what happens when all of us are insane at the same time? That is when the problem becomes systemic, like a cancer spreading..."

Thursday, May 5, 2011

General Elections 2011 (Duh....)

I don't usually write about politics. To all my surprised friends, I mean it. Just because I often talk about it doesn't mean I commit my views to writing.

But a combination of the fact that my computer's Picture Manager is spoilt (making the posting of photos very difficult)and the fact that I have been buffetted left, right and centre by friends and strangers keen on making their views known (as opposed to really hearing mine) has led me to give my two cents worth on this issue (and only because I have a free pocket of time in the office where anything extraneous of work is preferrably done at my desk - and innocuously).

I also have the misfortune of writing this after Jac posted here comments on her blog, which means that a lot of what I say will sound repetitive, and worse, copied. But still....

ENDEAVOUR
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I am a great fan of endeavour. I was brought up to believe that grit and hard work will have a very direct correlation with one's success and station in life. When I was 12, my Dad said this to me, "Son, we are a poor family, I can't give you the things that a lot of your friends have, like trips to Europe, the latest computer or a bigger house. If you want all that, you have to grow up, go out and get it yourself. But I promise you this - that I will work myself to death in order to give you every opportunity to get all those things that you can only dream of now."

Those words rang in my ears for many more years (before I became slack, fat, jaundiced and disillusioned). When I did well in my exams and went to the top schools, when I won medals in my races, when I obtained scholarships, it was because of what Dad said. Looking back, I think that ironically, it was the helplessness in his words which actually served to empower me. He was telling me that because of his history, he was constrained - but I was not. He was telling me that disadvantages were a fact of life, but by no means insurmountable. But more importantly, he made me believe that the only way one could catch up with those we perceived to be more privileged was by working twice as hard, not by sitting back and lamenting our lot.

What has this got to do with the GE?

Welfarism
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I will start off by saying that I am against a culture of welfarism. I am against anything that creates a disincentive to work or do one's best for a better life. When I studied economics in Junior College and listened to my tutor Mr Jaime Reeves (yup, the ESPN football presenter) speak about how a lot of people in Britain would collect their generous unemployment benefits, go and buy beer and cigarettes before plonking themselves down in front of the television, I cringed and wondered what would happen if such an attitude became prevalent in a small country such as mine?

Poverty Line
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I am all for helping the poor and underprivileged but I think it is very dangerous to focus on a relative poverty line (let's help the bottom 10% of society) as opposed to an absolute poverty line (nobody should go hungry and everybody should have a roof over their heads). That is because as society progresses, living standards on the whole improve and even the bottom crust of society would have access to amenities which were rare even to those at the upper end of society in earlier years - think handphones, television and computers. There is a danger that in blindly doling out cash to, say, the bottom 10% of society, a real disincentive to enterprise and endeavour is created as the benefits are used to pay for 'necessities' which only a few decades ago were regarded as luxuries.

I think the attitude of the powers-that-be thus far has been:- "If you are able-bodied but refuse to work, you will get (1) a roof over your head (2) a meal which would enable you to subsist and (3) Nothing more". Callous as it may sound, I think that is about correct. Of course, if one is not able-bodied and/or unable to work, then he or she deserves a lot more sympathy and help in order to live the most fulfilling life possible. But if one simply does not want to do something to help himself, then I think it is far from wrong if compassion is in short supply. Television, alcohol, cigarettes, radios and handphones are not necessities, no matter how many people have them, no matter that the bottom 1% of society have them. One should not crave for them if one can work for them but simply finds it too troublesome to.

Competition
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I have never believed in protectionism. My father instilled in me since young a belief that inequality was endemic and, if properly managed, beneficial. It made people believe that if they worked hard and excelled, they could get ahead in life and enjoy the just fruits of their labour. It served as an incentive and inspiration for people - "if he can do it, so can I". It encouraged innovation, risk-taking and healthy compeition, resulting in benefits and progress for society.

I have never believed in reserving places in universities for locals. Malaysia did it and commentaries now abound on how their universities are uncompetitive and how all that is intelligent and good (and not Malay) runs off to Singapore.

While it may have been possible to cocoon ourselves in the past, in the modern world where communications and transport are so much more efficient, technology so advanced, labour so much more mobile, a failure of Singapore, a country with no natural resources, to have a competitive economy and/or labour force, could be fatal.

My attitude towards foreigners who have been accused of coming in to take our jobs and our places in schools has always been, "Bring it on. I am up for the challenge. And more importantly, in trying to be better than me, you will make me better."

A lot of our fathers and our forefathers had next to nothing and were forced by circumstances to work day and night to eke out a living. If my future children, with their computers and PDAs and e-books and air-conditioned rooms, are beaten by foreign students who, despite being in a strange country, work twice as hard as them, then so be it.

But is there another side of the coin?

EQUALITY
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Oppportunities
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In the same conversation when my Dad said those words which changed my early life, I had asked, "But is it so easy to rise to the top, Dad?"

And he replied, "No, but our system at least allows it. If you get 4 A-stars for your PSLE, you can go to Raffles Institution. Because of the Singapore system of meritocracy, you will be in the foremost secondary school of Singapore, no worse of than any rich kid. Your school fees will be only $14 a month, which we can well afford. There may be inequality of income but opportunities are quite equal. So before you say the challenge is daunting, why don't you get your 4 A-stars first?"

I did get my 4 A-stars and I did go to Raffles Institution where, despite seeing a lot of behaviours and attitudes which I didn't approve of, I got a first class education. However, a year after my PSLE exams, Raffles Institution became an 'independent school', charging $200 a month for school fees. Though my parents heaved a sigh of relief having escaped the financial guillotine, I wonder how many younger bright students were not so lucky. And it is not as if there are a lot of alternatives. Most of all the premier schools nowadays are 'independent', with their own fee structure - Raffles Girls, Anglo-Chinese, Hwa Chong Institution to name a few.

Of course, scholarships abound but are they in such great number that every student who would have gone to a premier school if the fees were kept low would still find his or her way there? I think not. I have many older colleagues who say that they had wanted originally to send their kids to a particular premier school but sent them to a cheaper, but slightly less prestigious alternative. They are not all that poor such that their kids would qualify for a bursary but not that rich such that they could ignore all financial implications. And their kids were bright but not all that brilliant such that they could win scholarships.

Granted that my colleagues' kids still went to good schools, but the point is that where before entry to a secondary school was very much first-past-the-post, there are now more students who cannot go to the school of their choice purely based on financial considerations which were not there before.

My colleagues' frustration is made worse, so they say, by the fact that a lot of the places in these independent premier schools are now taken by foreign students, some of whom are extremely brilliant (they usually accept this), some of whom have parents to whom money is no object (they resent this) and yet others who, though smart are not as intelligent as their kids but have parents who make gargantuan donations to the schools (they are angry at this).

And all this, they say, is taking place at a time when we are told that we need more foreigners in the PMET (Professionals, Managers, Executives and Technicians) category and that we should embrace competition to excel in the global market place.

If what they say is true, then what about other local children from poorer families who are not brilliant but merely ordinary students? What help is given to the heartland youth who, despite less than stellar grades, can make it to a polytechnic or university but is forced to go out and work in order to support his family? What is done for the lower-median class who are not desperately poor (for those people would get subsidies and bursaries) or extremely brilliant (for those people would get scholarships) but for whom day-to-day expenses nonetheless are a major source of concern?

The Backwards Bending Curve
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I think that the first part of my article is permeated by two major ideas:-

1) That there should not be policies or benefits given which serve as a disincentive to endeavour;
2) That some form of inequality is acceptable and indeed, at times, often to be encouraged.

When then, does the equation fall apart? When does the lack of assistance become a disincentive to endeavour and when does inequality become unacceptable?

My humble view is that the inequality becomes unacceptable when the gap is so great that people become disillusioned and feel that no matter what they do, how hard they work, there can be no significant change in the quality of their life. The inequality becomes unacceptable when people feel that the priviliged class, already substantially advantaged, are given further unfair benefits which make the gap between the haves and the have-nots even greater. And this I feel, is a sentiment which permeates a large segement of the populace during this election.

Remember that earlier in my piece I said that blindly providing assistance and benefits to people leads to complacency and a disincentive to work? I think that the same situation occurs at the other extreme - that there is a palpable disincentive for endeavour and enterprise when the system is such that the individual feels that whatever efforts he makes to improve his lot will be futile.

The Nature Of Assistance
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I hope by now it is clear that I am not against the giving of assistance and/or benefits. It is just that I am against the providing of 'freebies' which makes people take things for granted and contented to rely on the state.

For years, I thought that preventing that circumstance would be a major challenge for Singapore. But in recent weeks, I have read about the lady who had to pay $17,000 for emergency surgery in a 'C class' ward and was then quickly told to go home because there were a shortage of beds. I read about the case of the elderly mother who was scolded for asking for $80 more to help pay her child's education expenses.

BALANCE
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Helping People Help Themselves
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Which brings me to the main thrust of my argument. That the issue is not to give or not to give - but how and what to give. It is about striking a balance between ensuring that the level of assistance and/or aid is not so inappropriate as to encourage sloth, lethargy and indolence but at the same time ensuring that everybody, if willing to work hard and put in effort, will have a chance of having a better tomorrow.

Coming back to an earlier point, a lot of it depends on the nature of assistance. While it is easy to see how blindly giving out unemployment benefits can serve as a disincentive to work, it is harder to say the same for, say, medical benefits. After all, few people want to fall ill or have a medical condition in the first place. Indeed, I have been told that with the current cost of healthcare, a serious illness can severely strain the resources of the the average heartland family to the point of desperation, and in many cases rend the fabric of the extended family as well. It is hard to see how the provision of more medical assistance can be a disincentive to endeavour.

Another area which I think needs to be looked at is education. I think there is a far smaller danger of there being a disinctive to endeavour in the case of educational assistance. Because a request and/or a desire for this assistance already prima facie shows a desire for improvement rather than inertia. I know that there already is a lot of emphasis on education and training, but I think a lot more can be done to make conditions more favourable for citizens. As I said, while I think it would be wrong to favour Singaporean citizens over clearly superior foreigners, we should do all we can to enable our citizens to compete with and even surpass foreign competition. To that end, perhaps more focus should be placed on not only the cost of education for poorer families but the opportunity cost - how do we enable poorer families to cope with the delayed entry into the workforce of one of their number who goes for extended schooling?

There are of course more contentious issues such as the cost of housing. Does cheaper housing result in people taking things for granted? Or does the lack thereof mean that a lot of people are too caught up with the daily fight for subsistence to think and plan for their long term future?

And foreigners? Do the benefits of having them here outweigh the disadvantages? Are they having too many privileges? Stories abound of how ambitious foreign nationals are merely making use of an education and/or job in Singapore as a stepping stone before moving on, of how easy it is for them to become PRs and then depart when the next better opportunity comes along, of how our sons have to spend two years doing National Service to defend the children of these nationals who will leave long before they have to do NS.

Of course, a lot of these stories may be isolated and/or generalisations. And of course, I do not have any concrete answers and or suggestions (which is why I am not in politics).

What I do believe is that Singapore will not succeed by pampering its citizens or refusing to co-opt outsiders who can contribute to our society and genuinely want to integrate and help Singapore progress. We will not succeed by shying away from the challenge posed by the brightest, the most hardworking and most enterprising foreigners, choosing instead to keep them out. I believe we will benefit far more from having them on our side, with us, than against.

But I also think that we must never forget the obligations we owe to our citizens, people who have been born here and who have, or whose parents have, made Singapore what it is today. And I believe that we must do all we can to ensure that priority is given to our citizens when it comes to equipping them with the skills and means to survive in the brutal modern world. While we must never deny entry to the best, we should do all we can to help our own become the best.

That is what the conversation with my Dad made me believe.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Of Twists And Turns......

Providence is a strange thing sometimes... And all too often, the one thing we can be sure of is that there are so few things we can truly be sure of.

And keeping with the tumult of recent days, as new facts are uncovered, my friend and I are once again not sure which MBA we are going to do.

So, in keeping with character, my friend tried to find some signal from the cosmos and went to a temple to pose the question to the heavens. I don't really know what people do there - draw lots, flip coins or something else - but the results she obtained were equivocal, to say the least. In order to tame the ferociousness of chance, she asked the question in a best-of-three sets format and the results were:- 1st set to NTU, 2nd set tied, 3rd set to NUS, which leaves one with an effective tie (Of course, the purists would argue that the methodology is flawed because then the game isn't really best-of-three but maybe that is best for all concerned, for it would be quite arbitrary to leave a major decision to random movements of inanimate objects).

Having finished with the quantitative testing, my friend decided to do something more qualitative and went to draw a 'Fortune Lot'... And this is what it said:-

The chosen lot:

An unsheathed sword will be bright if its sheath is clean. A wise man can see its beauty and began to appreciate it. In time, those around will do likewise.

Interpretation: Good

One is appreciated even from afar. A Benefactor comes along to teach. Future dealings lead to success.


I'm glad she picked a good lot (does it apply to her only or is there a trickle down effect to me, since I'm doing the MBA with her) but does it really tell us whether we should do our MBA at NUS, the National University of Singapore, or NTU - Nanyang Technological University? I am also glad that I did not accompany her to the temple, for oracle visits appear to me to be a tad stressful at times....

Bliss Amidst The Madding Crowd

I think it was once said somewhere that true happiness is being able to find peace even when everything around you is a-fluster....

Apologies for the recent dullness in my life (as opposed to the breakneck, globe-trotting one Jac is currently leading, for those of you who read the Slog Reviews), but that is what I thought of when I found this cat at a crowded bus-stop along Sims Avenue during morning peak hour. Apparently, it just wanted to bathe in the morning sun, and nothing, not even a horde of people waiting anxiously for their bus, was going to stop it...





Of course, if you are going to get a tan than you have to make sure it is an even one over your whole body. It was no different with this cat...



And if the sun in your eyes is too bright, all you have to do is shield them...




Don't we sometimes long for carefree moments like this?

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

And The Winner Is....

"So, as I was saying, while the curriculum seems more rigorous here, that has to be balanced with the fact that we would have more flexibility at the other place.... Hey, could you pay attention and concentrate?!?!" I rasped.

"Aw... But do let me watch this stretch first... Ooh... Ann Kok...."

Obviously, the Star Awards were proving quite a distraction to the small matter of deciding which university we were going to do our post-graduate degree in so I decided not to compete for my friend's attention.

I thus got up, went to the table and grabbed the envelope enclosing Jac's wedding invitation card (more on that event at later time), which was addressed to "Lih Wei & Partner" (despite the fact that I be veritably free and footloose at this moment. ie NO partner, metaphorically or literally) and passed it to her.



"What's this?" she asked, puzzled.

"It's an envelope. Since you're so engrossed in the Awards, let's get into the groove. Take your time, think hard and then when you have decided which university you want to go to, write the answer and pass it to me. I will open it and announce the winner Oscar-style."

"And you're gonna use this envelope?" she asked.

"Yeah. Why not. In this enterprise at least, we're partners, embarking on a costly adventure which may be profitable or a waste of time...."

"Um... Ok... But what do I write my answer on?"

I thought for a moment, picked up another small piece of paper, and passed it to her. "Here, write your answer on the back of this because whatever it is, our choice will feel very much like a gamble, a bet. And if you can, give a summary of your reasons.... You make the decision, because I think I'm ok with either university,"



And just like that, the responsibility having shifted to her, she began to feel the pressure. She did not enjoy the scintillating Awards Show after that and could not make the decision that night. The next day, gathered once more at my place, she read and re-read the core curriculum of both universities, zipped to and fro between their respective websites and checked out assiduously both sets of time-tables. It's amazing sometimes the effect a little weight on one's shoulders has. From a disposition of general nonchalence, her attitude changed to one of utmost concern and then to significant frustration. "Arrghhh. My choice keeps changing..." she complained.

I, on the other hand, was now absolutely serene, having made peace with myself that I'd be happy either way and having delegated the responsibility of choosing to her.

And then at 9pm, the results were out. And the winner (or loser, depending on which way one sees it) is.........



It was a tough choice and we hope we'll be happy with it. Wish us luck.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Hiatus For A Reason

Hi Everybody,

So sorry for not having written anything for such a long time. I have, for the past few days been caught up with a bad neck strain, followed by a severe bout of food poisoning and am now being troubled by pain in the sinuses.

Looking further back, my time was occupied by the closing stages of the trial at the Ministry of Manpower which I spoke about earlier. This was my co-counsel and I (remember the picture of us in safety helmets) in battle garb...



The trial lasted a total of 4 days, for which I am proud that I only cross-examined for 4 hours, the rest of the time being taken up by my long-winded opponent.

A mistake most lay-people make with trials nowadays, however, is to think that once the Court hearing is over, most of what has to be done has been done and all one needs to do is to wait for the verdict. That cannot be further from the truth as almost all trials of any complexity entail written (often lengthy) submissions. It took me a month, during which my co-counsel was conspicuous by his absence, citing other work demands as a reason for his non-participation, to complete the Submissions, which ran to 74 pages. I then took another week to complete the Reply to my opponent's submissions. Somehow, I still get the feeling we'll lose because the case law seens against us but we will see...



The rest of the time was spent with my friend preparing our MBA applications - filling in detailed forms, procuring referee reports and perhaps, most tiring of all, writing essays about all manner of topics. As we applied for 3 universities, I think I wrote close to 20-odd essays as well as prepared a two minute video introduction of myself. And then there were the interviews, for which we had to take leave and dress up and go to places which we last frequented close to a decade ago (the universities)...

I am pleased to say that we were both offered places by both Nanyang Technological University (NTU) and the National University of Singapore (NUS). Which in a way makes for a very painful dilemma - which university do we go to? NUS is ranked higher in the latest Financial Times rankings, seems to have the more rigorous syllabus and is offering us a $5,000 Alumni Bonus for we had completed our undergraduate degrees there. NTU on the other hand seems to have a more flexible schedule, appears to provide more travel opportunities for Business Missions or short exchange programmes and has more weekend classes, which really does matter because it means less rushing from work to make classes which start shortly after 6pm (NUS's starts at 6pm, NTU's at 6:15pm - ie. you have to beg your boss to let you leave early). To that end, NTU has the more accessible study premises at OneNorth at Buona Vista as opposed to Kent Ridge for NUS.

Tough choices, which we have debated and vacillated upon for a long time. But time is running short. Anybody has any ideas or advice?