Monday, November 21, 2005

Running From the Darkness in the Night

I am XenoBoy. I am the Political Savant.

In Singapore, there are two dominant political forces. The PAP Political State (with its attendant quasi-state appendages) and the Conservative Singaporeans. The relationship between the two is complex. They feed off each other and reinforce each other through the promise of service efficiency and a rhetorical program par excellence. In Singapore, if you do not belong to either side, you belong to the rest. The marginalized. The Annabel Chongs. The homosexuals. The dissidents. The Opposition. The exiles. The seditious bloggers.

Modernity as promised by the State is premised on acceptance by the Conservative Singaporean. Modernity as envisaged by the State is presaged on the sensibilities of the Conservative Singaporean. This is the reason why duality exists in Singapore society. In the Middle East, this form of modernity is referred as fundamentalism. In Singapore's case, this is secular fundamentalism. Conservative modernity. What if the Conservative Singaporean is a lie?

Once upon a time, there was a Prince whose name was Sang Nila Utama. He was on a hunting expedition on an un-named island. Separated from the safety of his entourage, he was hunting alone, without the usual protection accorded by his bodyguards. A stir in the bushes. Suddenly a creature appeared, it had a shaggy mane and it bolted in a flash. Sang Nila Utama shrieked. He let his arrow fly. It struck nothing. There is a mad scramble in the jungle. His bodyguards rush into the clearing fearing the safety of their Prince. Poise returned, Sang Nila described his adventure at close proximity with a fearsome creature that threatened his life. A Lion. Singa. His acolytes swoon at the Prince's bravery. A Singa was a creature hitherto unseen in these parts. That one was spotted on this island meant this was a sacred place, abode of the King of Beasts. Hence, Sang Nila Utama named the island Singapura. All this time, the wild boar was watching the entourage deep in the cover of the jungle foliage.

If one of the acolytes had stood up and said : Prince, it may have been a wild boar. Then the possible futures of this acolyte are simple. The Prince kills him for doubting the veracity of his observation since his words are Law once uttered. Second, he gets silenced by his fellow acolytes and told to re-think and to accept the Prince's proclamation. Third, when they return to the palace, he is shunted to the job of night soil carrier. Fourth, when he returns, he finds his career so limited he has to leave the palace.

It’s the end of the year. Elections are probably on the way to Singapore. In Singapore blogosphere, I see isolated frustration.

A great teacher, Tym, has quit her job, the crushing State system has simply exhausted her. She cites Alfian so aptly, “if you care too much for Singapore, first it'll break your spirit, then it will break your heart". She says,"But I can't change a system when its fundamentals are so alien and divorced from my own. There is no basis for dialogue and discussion. stay and be co-opted? I don't want that on my gravestone".

Pleinelune, a lesbian, from a minority race, says "I am tired of fighting against this. I am tired, of being gay". This, in the face of the latest NLB restriction on a gay event.

A 21 year old Dottie, studying in Copenhagen, says "When I am amazed by the extent that free speech is respected here (Denmark), a concept that is almost completely alien to me. When I realised that it is wrong that we're shut in a box and still told that we're actually free - free to make money, be rich, but never step over the OB markers." Just a song can do this to someone who will be going Home.

These are Singaporeans. What if the Conservative Singaporean is a lie? A constructed Fact? It is not a Lion. It is a wild boar.

Yes, the system will crush you. When it is close to killing you. Run. Its okay. Better than running from the darkness in the night. Rebuild yourself and one day, hopefully, return and fight again.

In the meantime, we still have a couple of cats running around in Singapore blogosphere, one a bimbotic Cat, another an ex DPP. Some bloody Singaporeans. A philosopher. Several soon-to-be lawyers. Some expatriates whose lives have transited, transiting, and are still in transit with Singapore.

And there is You still my dear reader.

I am XenoBoy. I am the Political Savant.

Quote of the Day,

"He will do all that for him when his time comes. It will be little enough, less than little: nothing. He crosses the surgery. 'Was that the last?' asks Bev Shaw. 'One more.' He opens the cage door. 'Come' he says, opens his arms. The dog wags its crippled rear, sniffs his face, licks his cheeks, his lips, his ears. He does nothing to stop it. 'Come.' Bearing him in his arms like a lamb, he re-enters the surgery. 'I thought you would save him for next week', says Bev Shaw. 'Are you giving him up?' Yes I am giving him up" -- JM Coetzee, Disgrace

17 Comments:

Anonymous Zyl said...

I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. Or should I?

4:21 PM  
Blogger Molly Meek said...

What a pathos-filled entry.

As for running away, one wishes one still has legs that have yet to be powderized by The System. Perhaps, like the do in NS, we only have people leopard-crawling desperately to unknown destinations.

6:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This entry is so so sad ....... :(

10:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hou Hsiao Hsien -- City of Sadness

11:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I recommend this article to Tomorrow.sg but I dun think they will show it.

12:13 AM  
Anonymous dj pbk said...

in 2 examples u cited, both bloggers say they are come face to face with something 'alien', concepts which are 'alien' to them. like dat how to call home???

1:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

alienation all punz intended

2:51 AM  
Blogger Mykel said...

Ah, finally an archaeology of the Silence of the Wild Boar.

Imagine the implications for the national soccer team, the water spewing statue at the waterfront, our courtesy mascot and the country's name?

Chuckles.

8:50 AM  
Blogger xenoboysg said...

haha Zyl, u missed blind as well!!

Dearest Molly, its not supposed to be sad, somehow ended up as it did. It was more in recognition of alot Sg-ers or are 'fighting' in their small ways and when they feel crushed, its ok to run for they did try. Run and come back stronger. Cannot figure how to hug Molly without arms or legs haha btw wats up with Singapore Classics blog? Hijacked by gambling sites??

Anonymouses -- thanx, and as for Tomorrow, its fine, they serve a need in blogopshere too

dj -- alien alien alien, did not see it until you highlighted it haha

mykel -- not an archaeology, re-myth-making hehe and i think i know where in nus u were smoking, during my time it was the PS honors room? but my time smoking was allowed hehe

6:37 AM  
Blogger Molly Meek said...

Yeah, I guess it wasn't supposed to be sad. But the sadness was inevitable. Currently penning another entry myself.

and oohh, you mean out political savant used to be from our world-class NUS too?

10:01 AM  
Blogger Molly Meek said...

I don't know what happened to the Singaporeclassics site. First, it was totally down (i.e. not even a blank page, but a Blogger error page). Then it turned into some gambling site...

Perhaps some enterpreneur wanted to capitalize on the Casino hype...

10:03 AM  
Blogger xenoboysg said...

ahaha Molly, you are so sharp!!!! Yep I graduated from NUS (MICA, MDA, ISD pl take note .. whatever). Did my MA and ... elsewhere tho. SHHH hahaha

don't be sad ok?!?!? Fight wif a smile! Dats the only way to survive in Sg ... Really do believe dat the day will come for Sg when we can all wake up and feel free and truly happy.

Yea SgClassics may have cashed his site to the casinos hahaha

Lookin forward to ur entries as usual, way cool! They keep me tied to Sg from where I am now.

Laterz cool blogger!

1:29 PM  
Blogger Molly Meek said...

So where's XenoBoy really stationed now? Molly also wants to go where political savants are born.

Maybe XenoBoy could send Molly a Christmas gift of one year's supply of Prozac. Otherwise, Molly might be setting up 101 cathartic blogs one of these days.

And Molly is glad that her claim to being the Premier Pro-establishment blog has found evidence in XenoBoy for only a top-notch pro-establishment blog would keep the political savant himself (herself) tied to Sg.

9:09 PM  
Blogger - said...

Yah -
after i deleted that blog,
some gambling thing took it over.

guess its irony.

I have reappeared in another form.
wahahahaha

9:27 PM  
Blogger - said...

hmm - yah - i disappeared and will come back in another form because my anonymity was no longer assured.

troubling for me. i dun believe in any cracks.

cheers for now - and yes, wonderful entry.

9:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

good shit dude

5:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nice stuff! Wild boar was damn funny

8:21 AM  

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