Since National Day is only two-days ahead, I thought I would
try and bash out a few thoughts on a topic which should be on the minds of
every right-thinking Singaporean – namely, what is it that we want our little
nation to be?
I’ve somehow avoided this topic for the last 12-years
because, for all my complaints about Singapore, it’s been pretty much the “Celestial
Kingdom.” I never tire of saying this but Singapore is pretty much what a city
should be – rich, green and clean. Our crime rates are low and as long as you’re
reasonably intelligent, you can get by. It’s been as if we got one formula
right at the start and everyone after that just needed to follow the proven
script. If you don’t believe me, just ask yourself – “When was the last time
you heard the Singapore Government come out with a vision for the nation?”
There’s plenty of talk about how to grow the economy but we haven’t exactly
heard anyone talk about what they want for the nation.
I can say with all honesty that I’ve never thought much of
the question of what I want Singapore to be. Like my fellow citizens, I’ve
merely been following the path of just making a living and avoiding getting
into any trouble. However, now that fatherhood to a teenager has become part of
my life, the question has suddenly become important and why shouldn’t it – this
is, after all, the ONLY country that I have an obligation to die for.
I guess we should start with what I hope never changes,
which is for Singapore to remain a safe little red dot that remains open to the
world.
Safety is something I never fully appreciated until I became
a father of a teenage girl. I’ve lived in London, which is generally pretty
safe and I’ve visited big American cities like New York and Chicago. While I’ve
never experienced anything really nasty, there are parts of those cities that I
wouldn’t walk in. I remember getting lost in “California Avenue” in Chicago
with a best friend of mine who was driving a sports car. We were running low on
gas but we drove on till we got the hell out of there – the local residents
didn’t exactly look like they were going to let us keep the car if we got out.
You don’t get that feeling even in Singapore’s
neighbourhoods. I remember a US Navy boy asking me if Geylang was our worst
neighbourhood and when I replied that it was, he invited me to the States to
show me what a bad neighbourhood was.
This is officially a bad neighbourhood in Singapore
I hope that aspect of Singapore remains in perpetuity. I can
live with a slowing economy but I don’t want to live in a place where I worry
for my safety or more importantly not being able to sleep because I’m worried
that my little girl hasn’t come home yet. One of my favourite Englishmen tells
people, “Singapore is the freest place in the world – the safety it provides
makes me feel free.”
I also want Singapore to be a place where we continue to
accept people from all over the world. I love the fact that we remain a place
where you see people of various shades walking around and having fun together.
I love the fact that I can walk around and find a mosque, church and a temple
side by side and worshipers popping into each other’s place of worship for a
friendly nod to the divine. To my mind, God is everywhere and nothing is Godlier
that human beings acknowledging him in all his various forms. I pray that we
will remain the place where a Hindu temple is crowded with Taoist devotees worshiping
the Hindu Gods outside. This is the way it should be. I want Singapore to
always be the place where a Buddhist can enter a church and a Christian family
will observe Hindu rights and Muslims celebrate Christmas.
The Way it Should Be.
What would I change about Singapore? One of my biggest
frustrations with life in Singapore lies in the fact that the minds of people
tend to be preconditioned to look at the world in a certain way. Admittedly, it’s
something that you could say about any other part of the world but I guess,
since I live in Singapore I feel it the most here.
One of the most prominent examples of this “preconditioning”
comes in the area of race. For all our talk about being a “multi-racial”
society, we are shockingly racist. I go back to my favourite Englishman who
tells me that when his son when to apply for a job at F1, it was quite
noticeable that anyone who was white or yellow ended up as an usher while
anyone who happened to be brown or black ended up on cleaning duty. I’ve
refused to take up certain positions because what I was being offered was
significantly lower than my predecessors and my colleagues have defended the discrepancy
in what was being offered because the other person was of a lighter shade.
The other area that frustrates me about Singapore is that it
can be an unforgiving place for people who don’t follow the prescribed cast
system. I speak as someone who never had a conventional career path of going
into the government or the government and decided to do his or her own thing. My
own people could never look beyond the fact that I never took the position that
New York or London were essential to global prosperity. For me, it was the
companies from places like Dhaman (Saudi) or Chennai (India), that gave me a
chance and I guess you could say I’m biased but I’m willing to give people
outside the established order a chance because they gave me a chance.
It's like this, I applaud the fact that we welcome people
from the third world to work here. However, if those people from the third
world become uppity and try and go beyond the menial job we gave them, we don’t
like it.
We need to be the place where second acts are celebrated. On
my Facebook page, I’ve linked up with a few of the girls who worked at the bar
that I drink at. They’ve gone back to the Philippines and reinvented themselves
as online entrepreneurs. They came here with not very much and gone back as
entrepreneurs.
An example of the Capitalist Success Story of a Girl with Hunger
While I celebrate their success, I ask myself, why can’t we
encourage them to start their second act in life here?
As well as celebrating the success of migrants, we should
also be the place that encourages second acts amongst our mid-career professionals.
We succeeded by producing the people who could work in one job and at one
thing. So, as the world becomes more fluid, we should now focus on being the
place where second acts take place and succeed. Would Ray Kroc, a milkshake mixer
sales man at the age of 60 plus or Colonel Harland Sanders a washed out cook in
his 60s get their second acts as restaurant owners in Singapore. The answer
should be – why not.
Majullah Singapura.