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6 Things I’ve Learnt Working at the IT Show

So a week ago I decided to work at the IT Show. Well, my dad kept nagging at me to get a ‘proper’ job, and by ‘proper’ he means a job where there will be a boss scolding you. And partly, I thought it’ll be kewl to get out my comfort zone. I have a feeling that I’m getting too comfortable with the stuff I’m doing and my rising ego needs to be kept in check. There’s not much challenge anymore to keep my life exciting. Besides, there’s a lack of human interaction in my jobs. It’s just constant emailing and facing the computer for a few hours each day. My conversational English isn’t that great to be honest, so I thought I’ll go out there and improve on my speaking skills and find out how vicious is the dog-eat-dog world out there. Amongst all the friendships I made during the 4 days, I’ve learnt quite a couple of things as well along the way. Read More

The Things I’m F***ing Good At Isn’t In My L1R5

(13.01.2017) This article was originally published on 20th January 2014, reprinted on 10th January 2016, and has since been edited for updates in context and content.

I find it a little ridiculous that people expect you to do extremely well for your big Os just because you were from a reputable school or attained relatively stellar grades during your PSLE. Throughout my four years in Secondary School, I didn’t really make an extra effort to focus on my results. As long as they were something decent, I wouldn’t push myself all the way to achieve that perfect grade.

Sure, an A1 feels great either way, but to me, most of my subjects, save for one or two, are just, subjects. To me, these subjects are merely just concepts and theories that I have absolutely no interest in. The only reason why I am, in any slightest way possible, motivated, to do well in them, is because they’ll contribute to a collective grade (L1R5, ELR2B2 etc.), which will determine if I am ‘good’ enough to enter my desired course.

Once I hit the bare minimum of what is required, that is it. Time to move on. I choose to focus more on my non-academic pursuits, like pursuing my hobbies and interests while working on my passions and strengths. As I had said earlier, the only reason I study for tests is because my grades would take me to the school I want, which is then going to groom me into who I want to be in the future. It is a pure necessity rather than a desire. I’d rather be doing the things I know I’ll be doing in the future, instead of helping lovesick Math find his x, without knowing y.

I know what I want to do in life, and have it planned out meticulously, so it’s only logical that I focus on what needs to be done. I know I didn’t do well- okay let’s rephrase that – I know I did well for my O levels, just not well enough to match other people’s titanic expectations, which ironically, are rising as we grow older. My results look the way they are because I chose not to mug and studied like my life depended on it (because it really doesn’t, unless you’re a China scholar) for all eight of my subjects.

A few months before the exam, I told myself to focus on only the five subs, which coincidentally are my strongest subjects, needed for me to enrol in the course I wanted. Some people reading this might wonder, “It is your final obstacle, so why don’t you just push yourself all the way, have some discipline, and try to force yourself to be at least decently good in all of your subjects?” My teacher once told me (quite a couple of times actually) that “If you have a few subjects with really good grades, and a few subjects with really bad ones (i.e. both ends of a spectrum), your employers will probably hire someone who is more consistent. It shows that you do not display interest in the stuff that you dislike, which is going to be detrimental to a company’s work environment.” Well, I’m not sorry that common sense got the better of me, told me to aim solely for that five subs, and strive to do the best I can in them instead of hopelessly rescuing the other three subjects and run an unnecessarily high risk of flunking the whole exams altogether. Maybe my teacher is right, companies wouldn’t hire someone whose results slips doesn’t reflect consistency, but I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t hire someone that consistently suck would they?

I hope people understand that statistics do lie. Do not judge someone based on a soon-to-be-obsolete number if you don’t know their story. I understand the rationale behind studying all eight of my subjects, but I prefer to spend my time on the things I am good and passionate in.

I explored my strengths like graphic design, for example. I did not have a diploma (not even now), nor have I studied the topic before, but I still tried my luck and after a few small assignments, more and more companies started to engage my help in designing their presentation decks. And it all began with a severely underrated software called Keynote (the ’09 version… the latest version is just terrible), which I explored during the time I was “supposed to be studying”.

And I had other things going as well. I ran a psychology blog called Twisted Psychology in Sec 2, and vlogged and ranted (which are retrospectively cringeworthy) every week when I was in Sec 3. While the latter wasn’t exactly the type of thing you want your legacy to be remembered by, it opened up a lot of doors, and I had the opportunity to interact and work with all kinds of people. And because of the former, I realised I enjoyed the process and observing and writing, and this led to the creation of this blog, which I use as a platform to practice my writing (and has since transformed into something totally unexpected).

Also, because of my love for Media Studies (a subject I heavily focused on), I got exposed to various forms of media such as photography, videography, editing, directing, producing etc. I soon knew what I wanted to be in the future, and I had my life (kinda) sorted out by the end of February 2013.

My works have come a long way – numerous viral articles and videos, chances to travel for a living, notching a trip to the top of the Spotify charts, getting awarded an Apple Certified Professional certification, holding my first solo photo exhibition, and opportunities to work with over 100 companies in 20+ different countries. You can read more about them over here.

So no, a bad grade isn’t the be-all and end-all of someone, nor should they be treated accordingly to some meaningless digits. After all, the O-Levels, I feel, isn’t an exam that objectively decides who’s the smartest, but rather, who can memorise the best.

If I had listened to my teachers and studied like what every other conforming kid would do, I wouldn’t be able to live my life (almost) the way I want to right now, having the freedom and resources to work towards my remaining goals and aspirations. I guess I’m trying to say two things here. One, the person who didn’t achieve a ‘good grade’ might be more successful than you in every other aspect, and two, it is not worth it to plunge your efforts beyond the bare minimum of what is required from you. I didn’t really heed any advice from my teachers in Secondary School, but the one advice that I am so bloody grateful I did not listen to was “you should study more”. Studying isn’t the only thing you should be doing, because it is not worth it and life isn’t meant to be lived like that.

If you think I’m saying this because I “already know what I want to do in the future”, you’re wrong. I thoroughly debunked that myth in this article “You’re Too Young To Think About Your Career”.

Behind their grades that are deemed unacceptable only by a hypocritical society baying for blood, some people have made choices that gave them many opportunities for achievements your narrow mind haven’t gotten a chance to see yet. We all decide our own future, make our own decisions and dictate how our lives are going to go. If you fail to comprehend people’s choices, look at things from their perspective, or simply don’t bother to do either, then the most stupid thing to do really is to compare yourself with others and bring them down.

You may have won me in my aggregate, but what about in life? Because the things I’m f***ing good at isn’t in my L1R5.

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Memories

Remember the graduation video I was telling ya’ll about in the previous post? Yeap finally got everything exported proper and uploaded.

It has always been my dream since Secondary 1 to have my work presented to my school mates. On the last official day of Secondary School, this wish of mine finally came true and I got to show the graduation video to about a strength of 900. It’s pretty darn special because film-making has been my passion for a really long time and it’s so surreal that my first short film (that’s not created for academic purposes) was received by such a big audience.

I was kinda feeling a li’ll scared because the color projected on the screen in the hall was way different that what we’re seeing on our computers, so the intended feel and tone of the video was gone. The color contrasts and combinations were not as prominent anymore, making the video lose quite a fair bit of its aesthetic appeal. But as the video went out many people started laughing and laughing and boy was I pleased because finally, I made people laugh. And that deserves a press conference, the headline on The New York Times for 31 days straight and a Nobel Peace Prize.

A lot of great things happened after this film was screened that really made my graduation so special. Throughout the day people were coming up and congratulating me about the film, and it’s really heartening and gives you this sense of pride when even your harshest of critics tell you about how they liked the video. Congratulatory text messages were flowing in, and some of my teachers were also passing on their messages of congratulations to me, via Facebook or face-to-face. Getting praised by your peers and friends, that feels really good, But to get praised by your teachers, it feels different because the fact that the people who are your mentors are appreciating your content, that recognition just made me really proud about myself. There were also people asking for the video to be replayed, and others were asking where can they see the film again. A couple of juniors also asked me for a copy of the video. Getting compliments is of course really nice, but when people want to see your work again, it brings you an insane sense of achievement because somewhere, you know did something very right. And my mom and dad were saying the film was nice and looked “close to a movie”. It might seem like nothing much, but to hear those words coming from my parents, esp. my dad, means the whole world to me.

The video of course isn’t perfect. The color correction can be better, certain technical errors came out during shooting, and I didn’t managed to get some of the shots I wanted. As a passionate perfectionist, it’s a li’ll frustrating to see a few little details overlooked only during post-production and certain things not going your way and you can do nothing about it. It’s a great learning experience nonetheless as I was forced to work with what I have and improvise frequently when certain shots can’t be filmed in this short period of time. And not forgetting the support I received while embarking on this shoot. Without help from a lot of people, this video could really never be done. Thank-you Mr Alan Gwee for staying back every single day and helping me retrieve the camcorders and tripods (making him work for his money), Ms Patricia Ng for encouraging me throughout the filming process as well, and my best friend Shamemi for following and helping me for most parts of this shoot. The willing actors and actresses as well, without their help this would just be a How To Get Around SST video guide. And of course, the people who worked on the script, Pasakorn and Naveena. The monologue got plenty of praises and credits go to them for creating such a well-written and meaningful monologue that successfully bring back the memories each one of us have gained throughout our secondary school lives.

Thank-you all for the tremendous support and feedback that had happened since. It’s really a mind-numbing experience that I’m extremely grateful to get a chance to go thru, from the very first day of pre-production to the final screening. Good luck to all my fellow Sec 4s for our O-levels, and all the best to my juniors for your future!


Lhu Wen Kai

Friendships and Graduation

FRIENDSHIPS
So after 4 years worth of memories it’s finally time to insert the period. It has been an exhilarating and scintillating ride of self-discovery, continuous learning and maturing throughout this third of a dozen years. But after all the “negative b plus or minus the square root of b square minus 4 ac over 2a”s, I realised something, that friends are so much more important than finding the roots of a stupid parabola, which doesn’t even exist sometimes. The friendships forged and bonded among our school community is something that I’ll treasure and never be able to forget.

In these four years, people come and go, The people who you talk to everyday, share your worries, your sorrows, your happy experiences, they’ll just suddenly camouflage into the color of the air. However, there will also always be the people who will stick by your bloody side no matter how big of a grave you’ve dug or how deep of a shit you’re in. They’ll somehow be able to tell when something isn’t right in your life, even when you refuse to let it be known, and then always be there for you when you’re at your lowest point in life and need someone to talk to or be with. Not only that, they’ll relentlessly support and encourage you to go forth and pursue your dreams no matter how cray cray it sounds. They’ll be happy for your achievements, heap plenty of praises, but at the same time, tell you when you’re wrong and the stuff that you always refuse to tell yourself. And most importantly, they don’t just… go. Read More

See, The Thing About The Word Slut,

This article may make me sound like a female, but I’m a boy alright. There are a lot of changes in perspectives, so it might get slightly confusing. I’ll appreciate greatly if you can stay till the end. There are a few overlooked points that I’ve included, and looking through the whole piece will give you a better general gist of the topic at hand. Thank-you.

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The Oxford American Dictionary defines the word slut as “a slovenly and promiscuous woman”. The definition given is rather vague. Back in the Middle Ages, it was used to describe a sexually promiscuous woman in a negative way. It was an insult for woman who took initiative for their sexuality, who were more open and less conservative than what society deems as expected or acceptable back then. In present day, the meaning of the word slut has expanded and grown, similarly in comparison to the number of North Koreans dying due to overfeeding of non-existent food.

Some girls call each other sluts because they’re interacting, and seemingly flirting with a lot of boys. This is laughable, because trying to be a slut just by flirting is like trying to get a PhD while sitting for your O-Level examinations. Besides, as puberty hits us and all, it is only natural that girls are gradually more attracted to the male sex. Flirting itself is not a crime, you don’t get to enjoy scrumptious and delicious prison food by consistently laughing at boys’ jokes, or enjoying the company of them. Plus, talking to boys frequently doesn’t qualify a girl to be a slut. The girl actually needs to have sexual intercourse. And the sexual intercourse needs to happen so often that that the frequency is almost comparable to the opening hours of 7-11. And, even so, a 16 year-old girl who had sex three times doesn’t equate to a slut. If you add “a 16-year old girl” with “having sex three times” you get “a 16 year-old girl who has had sex three times and it’s none of your business what other people decide to do with their bodies”. I’m not condoning such actions, or encouraging similar behaviors, but that is a problem that’s different in its entirety. Just like how food isn’t related to the northern neighbors of South Korea, it is not right to label someone something that is irrelevant in the first place, worse still, the reason for doing so being your own prejudice.

There is also a thing I refer to as the “over and below effect”. It’s called the “over and below effect” because the name wasn’t taken. This effect isn’t a real thing, I just made it up a couple of secs ago, I’m not a psychologist, and these are my general observations I’ve done over time. Basically, the over and below effect refers to “different mindsets and attitudes towards an activity when done with varying intensity”. A common example would be how we label someone who does a lot of homework as a nerd, and at the same time we label someone who does very little work as a rebel, or an unruly kid. Like what Cornell University’s Ritch Savin-Williams said,

Recent research is showing that it’s not their sexuality that’s getting them bullied, but their gender expressions. It’s that they transgress those gender roles that we have established. … It’s not like they’re saying, ‘Oh, you’re having sex with another girl.’ That’s not what they’re picking up on. What they’re picking up on is, “You’re not acting like a girl is supposed to act.”

This brings me to my next point: Double standards. A girl who doesn’t flirt much, who doesn’t show signs of her sexuality are thought to be reclusive, boring, not sociable, and majority of them ends up getting rejected, or fall into the “not-so-popular” group in a school. But, a girl who flirts a lot, either cause of unforced reasons or cause she doesn’t want to be left out, is now considered to be, a slut? What do they say in their speech for accepting this elusive award? That there’s actually a way to win? The thing is, there’s no way we can outsmart society. Forget what Charlie Sheen says, there’s simply no… winning.

What do I mean by no winning? Other than the example I’ve given above, another would be how girls are often branded as sluts just by wearing short skirts, low cut shirts, heels etc. Anything that is considered revealing in essence. The funny thing is, society has been telling us all sorts of “inspiring stuff” like how we should “step out of our comfort zones”, “reveal more of our bodies” and “flaunt yourselves cause all of you are beautiful”. And yet when girls do so, bam, another slut fresh from the oven. There is nothing wrong with girls wanting show off our body, regardless if its for comfort/weather or aesthetic purposes. If it makes them feel good about themselves, then let them be. Why create such a negative environment instead of a positive atmosphere, just because you can’t stand people looking pretty, or having what you can’t have, whether it’s long legs, big assets, or a beautiful personality? Can you say with absolute certainty that you haven’t done anything to try to make yourself feel better? Like spending an extra 10 minutes doing your hair in the morning, or going out for a run 3 times a week? And along with the “stuff-you-do-behind-close-doors”, how would you like it if your actions are publicly showcased, then blasted and criticised vehemently in front of numerous people? For those girls who call others girls sluts, this is a scaled-up version of the stuff you are doing right now. It doesn’t apply only within this context. Before you start criticising others for their imperfections without any justifiable reasons that doesn’t actually involve only your definition of imperfect, take a good look at yourself in the … in the same mirror that you spend 10 extra minutes a day making your hair on.

The word slut, as inferred from the first sentence of this article, is a gendered term, meaning it only applies to girls. To give the argument a bit more perspective, let’s factor in the general attitude casted on boys. My imaginary friend Bobby has spend the entire past 15 years locked in my comfy snuggly basement, leaving a luxurious life with no access to bathrooms or food supplies, browsing through 31 dictionaries, trying to find a word that chides a man for revealing too much, or for having sex too frequently. He has no luck so far. Maybe that’s because he’s dead by now, but even there is indeed such a word, it’s probably imaginary, like my dear friend Bobby (RIP, you’ll be missed). As a matter of fact, boys are congratulated when they have multiple sex partners, or worshiped by their friends when they pick up girls and have intercourse with them. This is in stark contrast to girls, who are branded to be whores, bitches and sluts for doing the exact same thing. Boys are expected to express themselves sexually, pursuing and enjoying sexual exploration, but teenage girls are not because there’s always a possibility that similar expressions of sexuality could lead them to being called a slut. Male celebrities are glorified to huge extent for doing something like that, but when a girl does it, nu-uh. When Kristen Stewart had sex with the director of the… um… what’s it called… some Snow Black movie, what were people’s reactions? “Sweet dude the guy had sex with Kristen Stewart when he had a wife! This guy is awesome.” vs “Kristen Stewart cheated on her boyfriend? Slut. She had sex? Slut. She had sex with a married man and ruined his relationship and marriage? Of course it’s her fault, that slut.” Girls, are you going to say the same thing to boys? Calling them sluts, or mluts (man-sluts) for having sex too many a times?

Society has unfair expectations and stereotypes for both genders. Aren’t you being sexist by only calling one side of the gender a slut when the other one did the exact same thing? And the ironic thing is aren’t boys to be the sexist ones? My point is, wouldn’t it be a lot easier if we learn to accept each other’s different lifestyles and keep your unflattering opinions to yourself? You may have your own views, and there’s nothing wrong with that, but there’s no need to voice it out. Opinions are mostly meant to be voiced out I agree, but not degrading and unfounded ones like these, which are cultivated from your own perceptions on how life should be led. Not him, not mine, not everyone’s, but yours and yours only.

The above paragraphs talk about girls calling each other sluts with malicious intents, but what about casual and non-hurtful conversational usage among close friends? Some girls I know say that they engage in such conversations because they think that it’s just a joke and everyone will just laugh it off and grow closer and more bonded. While I agree, about the bonding part, I personally do not think that it’s right to call someone a slut, regardless of situations, even in endearing contexts like this one. The word slut has appeared in various media outlets witch such prevalence that we are often desensitised from a young age. Adults sometimes throw words like this around, not knowing the damaging implications it can bring. By calling each other sluts, we are implying that we’re fine with others seeing and treating us as sexual objects. Misogynist behaviors continue to be rife and omnipresent, essentially because girls are doing it too. It’s also a little like how black people use the term “nigga” like it’s common lingo, and then taking offense and wondering why the word is used such regularly. If the blacks are using a term that’s degrading to their race, wouldn’t it send the signal to the rest of the population that it’s alright to do so? Likewise, if girls are using a term that’s insulting themselves and to a certain degree, objectifying others, it would only send a message to everybody, males and females included, that it’s alright to use such an offensive term.

Look, I get it, the word slut is just a joke. I am a boy and I shouldn’t worry or make it such a big deal over this small harmless word. I should just mind my own business, you know what you’re doing. That is true to a certain extent I admit. But the truth is, by calling each other sluts, we are defining our worth and standings in society based on our sex lives. There are no international regulations stating how much sex is permitted or any recognised standards determining the appropriate expressions of sexuality.

As Kathryn Stamoulis says in The New Teen Age,

Offense is the best defense. All girls exist in an environment where they can be called a slut at any moment. Often, when girls bully a peer in this way it is because they themselves are uncomfortable with their own sexuality. One of the easiest ways a girl can represent herself as a “good girl” is by labeling someone else’s sexuality as “bad”. It’s just like the classic example of a boy calling another boy “gay” in the locker room because he thinks if he shows disdain for homosexuality, there is no way anyone could possibly think he is gay.

Calling each other sluts is going to result in a vicious cycle whereby everyone calls each other sluts in order to protect their own reputation, or to feel accepted in a cruel and judgmental world. So before you utter the s-word, think about it. You may not see the effects, or feel concrete implications stemming from your verbal actions, but just by mentioning a four-letter word, whether it’s for joking or insulting agendas, you’re not only affecting the recipient of your intentions.

And to the girls who have been labelled as a slut, it’s important to know that you’re not alone. A study done by the American Association of University Women has revealed that 17% of High School girls have been the victim of unwanted, sexual rumors (17% is a lot by the way). The persecution of women due to their sexuality is not a new phenomenon. If someone has called you a slut, try your best to not take it to heart. It’s hard I understand. Even as a boy when someone criticises about my hair I’ll go home and cry like I had my candy stolen from me by a baby. Understand that the bullies who have been calling you that are doing it for a couple of reasons. Is it jealousy? Is it hate? Is it spite? Or is it simply a misunderstanding that snowballed into such a divine scale? Talk to them, no matter how stupid it sounds. Bullies will more than happy share what they hate about you when you confront them, and when you hear what they have to say by taking the first step, ignore what they say if they’re unreasonable. People who tries to bring you down are a plenty. It’s not your duty or responsibility to get rid or avoid them, but rather to deal with their ‘tactics’ in a more civilised and confident way that makes you stronger after each negative experience.

Beware of the Self-Fulfilling Prophecy as well. Like Kathryn Stamoulis says once again,

Sometimes being labeled in an undesirable way can lead a person to start acting in accordance with that label. A self-fulfilling prophecy is when a negative idea becomes a reality. Constant accusations of promiscuous behavior can lead to a rationalization that you might as well reap some of the pleasures of the label. This can potentially lead to unpleasant… experiences, hurt feelings or risky situations.

This can sap some confidence out of you, and might even convert your bubbly and cheerful personality into someone who’s insecure and an introvert. You may have become so fearful of being called a slut that you are avoiding situations that might display or support the idea that you’re a slut. I know of a friend who used to be outgoing, but due to incessant bullying and harassment, she has turned from this amazing and outgoing person to someone who is shy, who is constantly afraid of being judged and afraid of social contact. While it is unfortunate, she certainly is so much better right now. And the last point I want to make, before I end this long article, is that if this is happening to you and it’s bothering you, talk to someone about it, be it your parents, or your teachers and peers. There’s absolutely no shame in doing so, and their advice will certainly go a long way, at least longer than mine. Your courage and braveness is going to help a lot of people, and most importantly, it’ll make you a better person at the end of the day, knowing that you did not let a stupid, stupid remark get into the way of your happiness and social life.


Have you been called a slut before? How did it feel and what did you do about it? Share your unfortunate experiences with me in the comments section below!

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When The Haze Strikes

Look at the beautiful, clear, blue, skies of sunny, sunny Singapore. (Photo by Chris McGrath/Getty Images)

The clear, blue, skies of sunny, sunny Singapore. (Photo by Chris McGrath/Getty Images)

Most Singaporeans should know that in recent times, our lives have become a hell lot more exciting following the dramatic rise of our PSI levels. If the remarkable increase of citizens wearing masks that look like one side of a bra didn’t raise your eyebrows, and you’re still strolling along the beaches of East Coast Park, skipping and swinging your arms, singing The Beatles’ “Here Comes The Sun”, you might want to consider going for an eye checkup, although that really depends on whether you can make it to the ICU alive before that. McDonalds temporarily shut down its delivery service due to “safety concerns”, so I’m not sure if the paramedics and ambulances are allowed to leave the hospitals. Ah well, hopefully someone will see you gasping for air and attend to your distress call. Tough luck tho, knowing Singaporeans. They’ll probably take out their mobile phones first, and Instagram a theatrical image of you dying, with the caption, “Man suffocating. I think it’s because of the haze. Should I help… LOL. #park #sky #haze #alovelyday”

It’s fascinating to see how a small PSI indicator on the television screen can make us Singaporeans piss our pants while watching Mediacorp dramas. It’s already such an Oscar-worthy achievement that we didn’t fall asleep while watching them, and now we’re squealing like baby seals and peeing our pants everytime Romeo Tan tells us about SARS? Everytime the PSI indicator goes up by a little, we run around the house, screaming our lungs out over three, goddamn, numbers. As if losing your voice box over plastic boys from Kimchi Island wasn’t bad enough. For subsequent Red Star, Blue Star, or Green Star awards show, we should get a few people to hold up signboards stating “PSI: 800”, behind the celebrities walking the red carpet. Maybe their screams will reach 20dB (equivalent to the sound of a watch ticking), but hey, a start’s a start.

The horrid PSI levels also popularised a breed of photography known as “out-of-my-window photography”. For the first time in, um, unspecified number of years, my Twitter feed isn’t filled with pictures of food and overly-filtered selfies (or selcas) anymore. People also seem to be finally done with taking photos of their bathrooms. Now, they’re moving on to taking stunning and breathtaking images of the gorgeous and orgasmic view outside their windows. But alas, our smartphone cameras are so advanced, I usually don’t see any haze in photos taken by them. So, when my friends send their galleries of out-of-my-window photographs to me, I ask them if they’re working part-time in real estate.

Trying times, as they say, brings about many heroes. The influence of, who’s the spider guy? Gandrew Airfield? Yes, the blockbuster influence of Mr Airfield and others such as Batman and Blue Lantern has led to everyone thinking that wearing a mask turns them into a hero. Surgical masks are meant to keep your germs from going out, not prevent the haze from coming in. The N95 masks, you know, the thing that looked like one side of a bra? Yea, the N95 masks work slightly better, but (please take note) they’re not suitable for children under 15 and senior citizens. And gas masks. What the hell are you doing wearing a gas mask? Auditioning for a Mediacorp drama?

Indonesia is widely-accepted to be the cause of this environmentally-damaging travesty, but according to them, it’s nature’s fault. Even tho it’s understandable to a certain extent since farmers still have to bring food to the table (double-meaning intended), Indonesia is still adopting an outdated slash-and-burn method that makes “2012” look like a movie about a 0.2 magnitude earthquake. They claim that Singaporeans are behaving like spoilt, noisy, finger-sucking babies. They claim that we are extremely ungrateful for the oxygen that they’ve been kindly providing us throughout our lives. I suspect they’re even using the hotspots as a campfire, singing merrily to Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start The Fire”. When our government suggests using an alternative and less-harmful method, they tell us to shut up and drink our milk. When our government tries to offer help to put out the fires, they tell us to shut up and clean our diapers. When our government wants justice to be served to the nasty companies involved in Operation Destroy Earth, they tell us to shut up and bring our electrical fans to East Coast Park and blow the haze back to Sumatra. Really? I don’t think ungrateful, spoilt, noisy and finger-sucking babies are physically capable of completing that task.

So I’m sorry Mr Nasi Goreng. We’ve tried our best.


Lhu Wen Kai
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