Saturday, April 29, 2006

Post No. 64: What Use, History?

What use, History? A most simple question this seems, considering its brevity. However, just as books cannot and should not be judged by their covers, I suppose that the complexity of questions cannot be determined by their length. We must also not forget that, sometimes, the most simple questions can have the most difficult answers to them. Indeed, of what is History to us? What practical use does it have? It neither puts food on the table nor does it aid us in paying our medical bills. What can History possibly offer to a world in which change is constantly touted as the only constant and global circumstances are vastly different from that of the past? Of what use is History in a world where Science & Technology are sometimes placed on altars to be worshipped as the new gods of a new age? What purpose can History serve in this brave new world of ours?

These are the questions that I, as an avid student of History, would be addressing in this essay of mine and hopefully, provide the answers to. The answers that I suggest later on may perhaps appear clichéd and/or obvious to you all. However, sometimes, we need to be reminded of such answers lest, in the hustle and bustle of everyday life, we allow ourselves to forget them.

And, oh yes, to those whose experience with the study of History is limited only to the secondary school level, allow me to inform you all that History goes beyond the memorisation of dates and events. Of course, I would not deny that at the lower levels of studying History, greater emphasis is placed on such memorisation from textbooks. However, I would argue that this memorisation serves only as the foundation to the study of History at more advanced levels in which it is much more intellectually stimulating and challenging. Anyway, in case you all have not realised it yet, the study of any academic subject would involve some form of memorisation of concepts, definitions and formulae at the beginning. Okay now, I would not test the patience of you all any further but move on to the discussion proper.

To me, we study History so that we can understand the present. Perhaps I am over-generalising but it is my opinion that most, if not all, recent developments have their roots in historical developments. As astutely pointed out by “Morpheus” in “The Matrix: Reloaded”, we humans are what we are today not because of the path ahead of us but because of the path that lies behind us. I mean, if we have no knowledge of History, we will not understand why Japan has a “No War” clause in its constitution or why the denial of the Holocaust is a crime in countries such as Austria, France, Germany and Israel (amongst other countries). Neither will we be able to comprehend the rivalry between India & Pakistan nor can we hope to understand the intense dispute between Israel and the Palestinians. In fact, if we are not aware of the history of the Jews and of the sufferings they had to go through, we will not be able to understand why they are so fervent about having a homeland to call their own. If these examples that I have discussed seem too distant or abstract to you all, then allow me to put forth some more localised examples. For example, if we have no knowledge about the Anglo-Dutch Treaty of 1824 which placed Singapore within the British sphere of influence instead of in the Dutch’s, we would not understand why our lingua franca is English and not Dutch. Also, if we have no knowledge about the historical baggage that Singapore and Malaysia have between them, we would not comprehend the “on & off” rivalry in their bilateral ties. Neither will we be able to grasp the meaning behind SM Goh’s (or was it MM Lee’s? I really can’t remember) statement of: “Some countries are born with independence, some achieve independence and some have independence thrust upon them” (by the way, FYI, this was a paraphrase of a line from Shakespeare’s “Twelfth Night”). Do not be mistaken, I am not suggesting that History can explain everything and anything but that it provides an important tool with which we can understand the world around us today; a tool which we will be poorer without. In that, History of use to us.

In addition, besides enabling us to understand the present, studying of the past may perhaps allow us to attempt to predict the future. By this, I mean that when studying historical case studies, we may be able to detect some similarities between what have happened in the past and what is happening now and thus project what the future could possibly be like. For example, when studying historical case studies such as the French Revolution of 1789 (which was supposedly inspired by the American Revolution of 1776) and the Russian Revolution of 1917, it can be identified that when extreme inequality manifests itself within a country, it could lead to much political upheaval in that country. Hence, if today, we detect the signs of extreme inequality within a certain country, it is most likely that observers would predict some form of political upheaval in the future of that country. In other words, History serves as a crystal ball which we look into the past to see the future.

However, I must point out to you all that there is a limitation to how effectively we can use the past to predict the future. For, as astutely pointed out in this Arab proverb of: “The man who speaks about the future lies even when he tells the truth”, the future is and will remain an unknown to all of us; none of us can ever predict what the future will be like with 100% accuracy, we can only guess at it. Yes, while some things may never change, it is still a changed world we are living in today. No matter how many similarities we can identify between the past and the present, things cannot be totally the same for there will be that, however small, element of difference. Using the past to predict the future does not work like a linear equation (If X, then Y) but more like a non-linear equation (IF X, then maybe Y) with a countless number of possible variations. I mean, even if I manage to travel to the future in a time-machine and see what it is like, it will be a different future once I come back to the present to tell others what the future will be like for there is now the additional variation of some of us knowing the future, get what I mean? Hence, while History serves as a crystal ball which we look into the past to see the future, the picture of the future we get to see is an incomplete one shrouded in fog. The future, I believe, is not made yet but is in the making.

Moving on, I would put forth to you all the suggestion that History roots us to a place and thereby serves as a nation-building tool. There are, in my opinion, many “building blocks” that a nation can be built on. These include a set of defined geographical boundaries, a common ethnicity, a common culture & language, a common ideology or a common set of ideals and a common heritage, that is a common history. In short, History can be employed to instill a sense of belonging/ownership and to foster an emotional bond in the citizens of a country to the country they reside in. of course, it does not hurt if these citizens also have a physical stake and have a sense of political ownership in their country. I suppose that, with its current drive to instill a stronger sense of history in Singaporeans, the Singaporean government is acutely aware of how History can be employed to create a sense of “rootedness” in people. To keep a long story short, through having a strong sense of common history, we will feel closer to our country than if we were to have no awareness of our country’s history. History is the “anchor” that anchors us to our country.

Yet, that said, I must also say that I have my doubts about how successful Singapore’s current drive to instill a stronger of history in us Singaporeans will be. Perhaps I’m being too pessimistic but it is my observation that most Singaporeans lack an interest in local history, thinking that they already know all about it through National Education lessons (oh, if only they knew how much they don’t know) and being too busy with the hustle and bustle of everyday life (why bother about the past when the present is so exciting?). Also, it is my opinion that the current curiousity about local history is somewhat a knee-jerk response to the recent death of Mr. S. Rajanatnam, one of the founding fathers of independent Singapore; a curiousity which will soon perhaps burn out after an initial intensity (and revived again with the next death of another eminent local founding father?). Well, I hope that I’m just being too pessimistic and cynical and this current drive to create greater awareness of local history in us Singaporeans would not turn into a case of “too little and too late”. For the sake of Singapore’s future, I sincerely hope not.

Okay now, after having waxing lyrically about how History can be useful to us, I will now move on to discuss the limitations of the study of History.

I don’t know about you all but it is my observation that in the study of History, most of us have the tendency to criticise the decisions of past leaders (or current leaders’ past decisions), saying: “G (a former leader of a country) is so dumb! Doesn’t he know that by restructuring the economy and opening up the political scene of his country would have lead to his own downfall?” or “Yes, X’s decision to do this was a good decision but it would have been better if he had done this instead”. In other words, armed with hindsight, we tend to second-guess the decisions made by historical figures (in Chinese, this tendency is aptly labeled as “马后炮” or “事后孔明”). Seldom do we realise that when they are making their decisions, these historical figures do not have perfect information or the hindsight that we have today. Also, we must not forget that the circumstances that these historical figures faced are unique and it would be near to impossible for us to replicate such circumstances & place ourselves in their shoes. Allow me to cite this example: do you all think if Hitler knew in 1933 that his policies would lead to his suicide and Germany being occupied & divided into 2 by foreign nations, he would still continue to implement his policies? Remember, what would only require a little bit of hindsight on our part would usually require perfect foresight on the part of historical figures.

“What is history, but a fable agreed upon?”, Napoleon once said. And there is much truth in this statement of his because as much as we would like to deny it, History, in the form we study it today, is most usually “victors’ history”. Often, victors are glorified as heroes while the losers are vilified as villains. In fact, there is a Chinese saying which aptly describes such a situation: “胜者为王,败者为寇” (for the benefit of those who don’t understand Mandarin, this means “the victor becomes the king while the defeated becomes the bandit”). Just imagine, if it was not the Allies which won WWII but the Axis Powers, perhaps the war criminals we study in History textbooks today would not be Tojo, Hitler and Mussolini but instead would be Roosevelt, Truman and Churchill. Imagine also that if the Soviet Union had not lose the Cold War but had instead won it, maybe instead of praising liberal democracy as “the cure for all political ills”, we would be giving that praise to Communism. Furthermore, to borrow the words of George Orwell (for those who don’t know yet, “George Orwell” is just a pseudonym, his real name was Eric Blair): “He who controls the present, controls the past”. In other words, sometimes, History may be manipulated to suit & advance the political agenda of today. An excellent example of this would be the recent re-evaluation of 施琅 (Shi Lang)’s position in China’s history. In the past, Shi Lang’s conquest of Taiwan, which was then under the control of 郑成功 (Zheng Cheng Gong) whom was a general under the Ming Dynasty (whose rulers were Han Chinese), was seen as a traitorous act as he was perceived helping the Qing Dynasty whose rulers were not Han Chinese but were Manchus. However, recently, there seems to be a covert move to re-evaluate Shi Lang’s conquest of Taiwan as a crucial step in the preservation of China’s territorial integrity. Sounds strangely familiar, don’t they, the words in italics?

Don’t be mistaken. Alternative views of history (that is, “losers’ history”) nonetheless still exist. However, as these alternative versions of history are usually labeled as “unofficial”, they do not receive as much support from the authorities or get propagated very much, thus resulting in them not being well-known by the general public, in comparison with the “official” version of history. Even when the “losers” of history come up with their versions of history, they are usually criticised as attempting to whitewash their past. An example of this would be the release of Chin Peng’s, the leader of the Malayan Communist Party during its insurgency, quasi-memoirs: “Alias Chin Peng: My Side of History” a few years back. Well, I suppose that although what we study as History today may not be the complete story, it is nevertheless still part of the whole story. Knowing part of the whole story is better than not knowing the story at all, isn’t it?

Furthermore, it should be noted that, similar to other subjects grouped under the Arts, Social Sciences & Humanities umbrella, the study of History is at times subjected to personal prejudices & biases. In other words, what we get out of History sometimes depends on what we want to get out of it. This is akin to the situation in which political philosophers study the natural world to derive an answer to what human nature is like and therefore, how the political system should be organised. Those who favour a system which is more cooperative would most likely point to cooperative behaviour amongst animals in the natural world while those whom prefer a more competitive system would, on the other hand, emphasise the significant level of competitiveness in the natural world. Hence, those historians pessimistic in nature would no doubt cite the history of wars, political manipulation & killings, irrationality and hatred while more optimistic historians would talk about historical examples in which good triumphs over evil in the long run. History can be used to support all sorts of arguments, it just depends on how you interpret it.
In conclusion, what I would like to say is that despite the limitations it may have, History and the study of it nonetheless is still of great use to us. To abandon the study of History just because it has its limitations would, in my opinion, be tantamount to throwing out the baby together with the bath water. What we need to do is to refine the study of History so that we are able to maximise its use to us while not falling prey to its limitations. In the end state, as I have already mentioned earlier on, the study of History provides us with an important tool; a tool which we will be poorer without.

Friday, April 28, 2006

About That Pizza Hut TV Commercial...

Have you all seen the latest Pizza Hut TV commercial? Well, I'm talking about the one in which Michelle Chia got attracted to this pizza delievery boy played by Alan Tern and even took the initiative to ask him out (albeit using a written note)...

I don't know about you all but this commercial seems quite illogical to me. I mean, come on, how high is the possibility in real-life that whenever you call for pizza delievery, the same pizza delievery guy comes to your door...?

Yet, illogical part aside, if becoming a pizza delievery boy gives me a chance to run into beautiful ladies like Michelle Chia, I sure don't mind becoming one... I'm looking for a part-time job anyway...

Alas, I don't have a bike licence! Sigh...

Haa...

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Post No. 63: 《有用的人》

这虽然不是什么流行歌曲, 但是它其中的意思却使它成为一首我蛮喜欢的歌。。。

《有用的人》

谁不希望自己是聪明的人
谁不希望什么都能一百分
谁会希望自己又呆又傻又愚蠢
谁会愿意听到“你真的好笨!”

有些事情就是这样的残忍
有些道路没有直通那扇门
有些游戏结果不一定要获胜
有些收获不在终点只在过程

我们不会心灰意冷
我们会给自己掌声
我不是你想象的笨
我也有我自己的门

其实你不是不能
只是你肯不肯
给自己多一个机会
因为我们都是
有用的人

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Post No. 62: 历史考试前夕

这是一首我在很久以前从广播上听到的歌; 一首蛮有意思又有趣的歌。

历史考试前夕

词曲唱:梁文福

如果秦始皇烧书都烧完,我不必读到三点半。
如果周公真的忙着治天下,何必不断催我入梦乡。
三吕大夫不投汨罗江,卖粽子老王生活怎么办。
如果楚霸王当年不到乌江,隔壁班刘邦不会这么嚣张。

西施不琬纱昭君不和番,现代古典美人做何打算。
如果刘备哭不出诸葛亮,会不会闹出一阵剧本荒。
只看过薛丁山偏要考安禄山,知道冯宝宝她演过杨玉环。
若非十二金牌将岳飞来调返,今天还吃不吃到油条香。

我吃过月饼当然知道朱元璋,吃榴连知道郑和下西洋。
胡金铨的戏里听过东西厂,看金庸小说知道袁崇焕。
只叹林则徐烧鸦片烧不完,西太后偏偏相信议和团。
珍妃不该嫁给那个光绪王,几千年等到一个孙中山。

万里长城长没有历史长,考试题目比那丝绸还弯。
五胡乱华乱我的脑筋更乱,心情比那个八过联军慌。
多少年的改变已经很习惯,多少次革命总是革不完。
谢天谢地近代史老师讲不完,下一代历史考试不敢想象。

Monday, April 10, 2006

Post No. 61: ORD Loh!!!

To be completely honest with you all, I initially considered giving this post the title of: “Memoirs of A Singaporean Male Who Just Finished His 2 Years & 4 Months of National Service”. But I thought the better of it. It was too long-winded and did not have the same direct impact as the title I finally decided on. Wouldn’t you all agree that this is indeed the case?

Well, I suppose my purpose of writing this, besides to share with you all the news that I have finally regained my civilian status, is to put down in words some of the memories that I accumulated during my NS term lest I forget about them, several years down the road. Of course, I must clarify that it is the more pleasant memories that I want to be reminded of, not the unpleasant ones (those I rather forget). Hmm… it’s not going to be an easy task writing this. This is considering that I have to tread a fine line between revealing too much details (and risk having MINDEF emailing me or sending letters to me about “inappropriate contents” on my blog) and being too brief in my narrative. Also, I must not forget about the confidentiality agreement (something like that) that I signed before getting back my pink I.C. earlier this afternoon. Well, looks like I just have to abide by the “Bikini Rule” (i.e. a woman’s bikini should not cover too much but not cover too little either) and share with you all only the major highlights (at least those I care to remember & mention) of my NS life.

Similar to the other many males of my batch, my first 3 to 4 months of NS was spent on Pulau Tekong for my BMT (Basic Military Training). I was assigned to BMTC School 2, Ninja Company (Platoon 4, Section 3). Thus begun my days as a recruit (otherwise known as “the lowest lifeform in the whole of SAF”), in which I no longer just address my self as “Mr. So-and-so” but as “Recruit So-and-so”. Thus begun also the days in which I was taught basic military skills such as weapon handling, fieldcraft, field tactics and marksmanship. We also had to go through stuff like SOC (Standard Obstacle Course), route marches, visits to the live firing range and the IMT (Individual Marksmanship Training) range (otherwise known as the “arcade”). Soon, this initial phase on my NS life came to an end as I completed the standard 24km route march and participated in the POP (Passing Out Parade) parade.

After my “graduation” from BMTC and about one week of bloc leave in April, I was then posted to 46SAR (46th Singapore Armoured Regiment), located in Sungei Gedong Camp, to be trained as an AI (Armour Infantry) Trooper. For those who are not aware, Sungei Gedong Camp is so “ulu” that its nearest neighbours are other SAF (and government) installations, cemeteries (lots of them), foreign workers’ hostels, farms (what’s left of them in Singapore) and a local university (no prizes for guessing correctly which local university this; it’s too easy to guess). To make matters worse, I live on the other end of the island from my camp which means I have to spend at least 1 hour and a half (by public transport) to reach my camp from my home! Arghh…

Anyway, for those who are wondering, we AI troopers (as I was to find out) basically operate like infantry troopers, except that we have armoured vehicles to “taxi” us around (no, it’s not as comfortable as it seems but, hey, it beats having to route march from point to point all the time always). And, oh yeah, here’s a trivia fact for you all: personnel from the Armour formation, together with the Commandos & Guards, are the only ones who can keep on their black berets (red for the Commandos and khaki for the Guards) and need not change to a peaked cap when donning the No.1 ceremonial uniform/attire (those worn by the Guard of Honour during NDPs).

Following an initial phase of training, my unit was assigned to participate in the National Day Parade’2004. The main bulk of us were tasked to be the tarpaulin party (please refer to my Post No.11 for details) while the rest was either involved in the marching contingent or gate-keepers. During that period, we were involved in countless number of labourious and time-consuming preparations and rehearsals (some of which stretched throughout the night). Also, it was during that period that we got acquainted with the 2 cafes (actually, they were more like air-conditioned mini kopitiams) at the National Stadium and Leisure Park (which was the only place nearby that somewhat resembled a shopping mall) during breaks. Oh yeah, I must not forget to mention that, approaching the actual day of the performance, those of us in the tarpaulin party were roped in to help in the bringing in of inflatable giant flowers into the stadium and releasing them into the sky during Act 1 and the final segment of the performance.

After NDP 2004, it was back to routine training for my unit. In addition, my unit also began preparations for our first overseas exercise in Australia: Exercise Wallaby. When all preparations were completed, my unit then flew over to Australia in a specially chartered SIA plane (just imagine, a plane full of NS guys). I must, to be completely honest, say that this trip was quite an eye-opener for “suaku” me (I only been to places like West Malaysia and Batam before this). My unit was in Australia to have our Battalion Proficiency Test and despite it being our first actual Full-Troop Exercise and being in a different climate & setting, my unit was able to achieve a commendable Redcon 2B. Also, operating in an exercise area much larger than even Singapore itself, this was also the first time my friends and I really enjoyed the “comfort” of being able to sleep for extended lengths of time in our armoured vehicles (don’t believe everything you see in the commercials; by right, we’re supposed to stay awake at all times inside our AFVs but “by left”, when you’re so tired, you can sleep anywhere anytime, even in a noisy AFV). Furthermore, this was also the first time in which we experienced showering by pulling a bucket with a showerhead at the bottom over our heads, doing our “big business” with a non-flushable toilet bowl (this was outfield, of course, and though we couldn’t flush, we had to throw sawdust into the “pit”) and practiced our aiming when doing our “small business” (we had to aim for the top of hollow CVC pipes stuck into the ground). And, oh yeah, we also managed to get up close & personal with some kangaroos when outfield (okay, we were only a few metres away from them). Pity we didn’t see any koalas outfield. After the whole exercise, there was then a 2 day R&R (Rest & Relax) in which we visited some tourist sites, shopping mall and resided in Capricorn Resort, a local resort, for one night. Then, it was back to Singapore.

Back in Singapore, my unit then embarked on a series of special operations training. I’m afraid that I can’t really say much about what this training involved but let’s just say that this training involves things that we AI troopers don’t usually do. Period. Then, even as we were still reminiscing about Wallaby, we were told that we might be sent to India (yes, don’t rub your eyes, you all didn’t read it wrongly, I did write “India”) for another overseas exercise. Well, as we later found out, the Singapore government had then just signed an agreement with India for us to train together with their own armed forces and my unit had the luck (good? bad? I’m not really sure even now) to be the 1st SAF unit (not to mention the 1st foreign army unit) to train in India since their independence. Thus began a whole lot of training in preparation for this and to toughen us up (“face” was at stake here). Oh yeah, I must not forget to tell you all that as my unit was to go to India in 3 main batches, my company had the honour to be the first to be sent to India on the second (for the non-Chinese & key personnel) day and third day (the rest of us) of Chinese New Year’2005.

Over in India, it was another eye-opener for all of us (despite our previous experience in Wallaby). Even on the night we landed in India, we were amazed and amused to find out that when their drivers use their honks, they are not trying to hurry the vehicle in front of them but to signal to them that they will be overtaking them. What was even more amusing was that instead of the standard honk, some of the vehicles have musical melodies as their honks. So it was akin to a symphony right outside our bus that night, a noisy one at that. After a very very long bus ride, we finally arrived at the camp compound the Indian army specially built for us. There were proper bunks for us to live in (“mai hiam a sai”) and shower facilities with warm water (though you have to time it accurately to get warm water for your shower). My company did a few minor field exercises to get ourselves familarised with the climate and surroundings (instead of kangaroos, we saw a lot of cows and their “manure” this time). Approaching the end, my company did a bilateral live firing exercise together with the Indian army. Then, it was R&R time, which was quite short (due to the freaky long bus ride out from the training area) and restricted (as we were the first batch over there, there were still some minor issues to be settled so our R&R couldn’t be as free and easy as in Australia). The only real highlight of the R&R was the visit to the majestic Taj Mahal. To summarise, the 3 most memorable experiences I had in India included: One, the freaky cold weather (just imagine, it can be 12 noon and the sun is shining but as the wind is blowing, we are all still in our thick parka jackets; even Australia was not that cold when we were there). Two, the countless number of “naan” (just picture “kosong” roti prata but smaller and tasteless) we consumed (some of us stayed away from roti prata after we came back). Three, the “run” after our visit to Taj Mahal (with relentless street vendors and urchins selling souvenirs in hot pursuit).

After India, my unit then began preparations for our ATEC (Army Training Evaluation Centre) evaluation, Stage 1 and Stage 2 (for the uninitiated, ATEC evaluation is sort of like an end-of-the-year exam for SAF units, with Stage 1 being the theory part and Stage 2 being the practical). Soon, May 2005 came around and my unit had our ATEC evaluation. To keep a long story short, my unit managed to achieve a most impressive high Redcon 2A (almost Redcon 1, according to my CO) for our overall ATEC evaluation, which happens to be the highest in the work year 04/05!

Although ATEC was my unit’s “end-of-the-year exam”, there was no rest for the able (or is it no rest for the unfortunate?), my unit was then involved in NDP’2005. A small portion of us was involved in the Mobile Column while the rest was tasked to be road marshals. For me I was involved in the mobile column as one of the troopers on board a M113 in the mobile column. Believe me when I tell you all that there were a lot of rehearsals for the mobile column. Fortunately, there was also quite a few canteen breaks and being “lao jiao” soldiers by then, my fellow vehicle mates and I were smart enough to make the inside of our M113 as comfortable as possible. And I must say, it was a most unique experience going through the civic district with all eyes on you and people taking photos (okay, they weren’t taking photos of me but more of the vehicle I was on). Oh yeah, I must not forget about the toilet breaks at CityLink Mall and Suntec with us in our army fatigues and with our green & black “make-up” (camouflage cream) on our faces. Those were unforgettable. On the actual day, after the drive past at The Padang, my convoy then moved on to Yishun where we had a short performance demonstrating our firepower (I doubt that, if any of you all were present that night, you all could have recognised me with my thick “make-up”). So, again, while others were enjoying their National Day public holiday, I had my one “burned”, not that I’m complaining; this was an unique experience which not many can have.

Soon after National Day, my unit was tasked for POI (Protection of Installations) duties with my company assigned to Jurong Island. I’m not going to talk much about this period but only say that, in a nutshell, my experience of POI duties was a combination of lack of sleep, the sun, the sea & a lot of “sian-ness”. Full stop.

Fortunately, after POI, there was an extensive period of “downtime”. Nights off, canteen breaks (we didn’t even bother waking up early to eat breakfast at the cookhouse but bought nasi lemak from the mess), late night viewing of soccer matches, playing Risk, bridge & Big2, “chionging” Naruto DVDs (and other shows) on a portable DVD player (with screen) became our routine. Of course, there was still the inescapable regimental guard duties and “sai kang” such as area cleaning. And for me, I have the additional “sai kang” of taking over as one of my company’s armskotemen. Arrghh… I still remember the days when we work late into the night to prepare for stocktake and LRI (Logistics Readiness Inspection).

Well, tough times don’t last but tough people do. Soon, even that arduous phase was over and I started my Civilian Conversion Course (i.e. I started to clear off & leave one-shot). Then, today, I went back to collect back my pink I.C. (yes, I’m looking at it as I’m writing this) and thereby completed my NS term.

As clichéd as it may sound, Time really flies. One day, I was boarding the fastcraft together with my parents to go to Tekong and now, I have already ORDed. Where did the past 2 years & 4 months disappear to? Along my NS journey, I have “evolved” from a “chiao” recruit to a corporal and now, a NSman. In between, I went through a whole set of unique experiences, some pleasant and some not, and met all sorts of different personalities, some good and some not so good. Well, I would not say my NS journey was “good” or “bad” but that it was an interesting combination of both (of course, I would have preferred for the “good” to be much more than the “bad”). For good or bad, I survived my NS. In one piece. Alive.

In conclusion, I just have one last thing to say… ORD Loh!!!

Post No. 61a: Pieces of Memories... From REC To ORD... My NS Experience... (Part I)

BMTC

Duty, Honour, Country! Ninja Company!

Move like lightning! Shout like thunder! (Best at smoking out!)


46SAR NDP2004

I'm somewhere in there... Wearing red...

Can you all find me...?


Exercise Wallaby'2004

Cheetah Company Platoon 11 and our armoured vehicles

If I don't remember wrongly, I'm on the centre AFV...



Me & some of my platoon mates taking a horse carriage ride

during the R&R period at Rockhampton Heritage Village



At a cottage



Group shot



Enjoying our lunch...

Or was it dinner...? I really can't remember...


Exercise India'2005

Me in my combat attire with my combat gear in India

Post No. 61b: Pieces of Memories... From REC To ORD... My NS Experience... (Part II)

Exercise India'2005 - continued

The men & specialists of Platoon 11 (with our "dear" Encik sitting in the corner)



Band of brothers... We came, we saw & we definitely conquered!



Sunset over India



Me outside the camp compound the Indian Army built for us



Walls of an ancient hilltop fortress my company visited

during the R&R period



The majestic Taj Mahal (with me, unfortunately, spoiling the picture)



Group shot at Taj Mahal (oh yeah, that's our Encik, squatting right

in front, without his "makeup")

NDP2005 Mobile Column

Flagpole...?

Nahh... It's an antenna with a mini Singapore flag on it...

Post No. 61c: Pieces of Memories... From REC To ORD... My NS Experience... (Part III)

NDP2005 Mobile Column - continued



Me & one of my vehicle mates on top of our M113

parked outside One Raffles Link before the drive past at The Padang



Storming down Anderson Bridge



Along Esplanade Bridge



Armour... Swift & Decisive...

Miscellaneous


My Battalion Cap



My Certificates



ORD LOH!!!



Once I had my black beret, now I also have my baseball cap...


Once I had my green IC, now I also have my pink IC!

"Tough times don't last but tough people do" -- Anonymous

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Post No. 60: The (Un)Bearable "Shortness" of Being

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“Size matters not. Judge me by my size, do you?” – Master Yoda, “Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back”

In this world of ours, there are people who are tall and people whom are not so tall. In other words, people who are short. Standing at a height of about 1.63m-1.65m (strangely, my height varies over different measurements of it), I, as a guy, would qualify to be in the second category of people. Why am I writing all this? Well, I don’t know about you all but it seems to me that most people have the (mis)perception that being short in stature is a form of disadvantage. People seem to think that if you’re short, you have drawn the short (no unintentional pun intended) straw in Life. In fact, there are those who jokingly said that “short” is a politically-incorrect term but rather we should refer to short people as “vertically-challenged” (it is as though shortness is a disability). Also, if given a choice, I suppose most people would not choose to be short in height.

Yet, being “vertically-challenged” myself, my question would be: is being short really such a bane? Are there really no advantages that can be gained from being short? Are short people really somewhat “inferior” to people whom are taller than they are? Well, why don’t we take a look at the lists, complied by me, of possible disadvantages and advantages of being short to find out the answers to these questions?

Disadvantages of being short

1) You get teased about your height (or rather your lack of it) e.g. you get called “shortie” or “矮冬瓜” by those taller than you.

2) You find it difficult to reach for higher places (often requiring the assistance of a chair to do so).

3) You often get mistaken for being a young kid (of course, this requires you also having youthful looks). Do you all know how irritating it is for your IC to be checked when you want to watch movies rated NC16 and M18 when you will 21 on your birthday this year? However, this also can be an indirect advantage (see below: Advantage no. 3).

4) You can’t take rides in amusement parks with signs that say: “You need to be Xm and above to take this ride”.

5) You find it difficult to get into things that you want to participate in because of a minimum height requirement that these things have e.g. air steward(ess), beauty pageants, Presidential Lance Guard etc.

6) You lose out in basketball (unless you’re very good at it or you have amazing jumping ability).

7) You have to constantly “look up” at people (do you all know how strained the neck muscles can be from doing so?).

8) If you’re a guy, girls who are attracted to taller guys or want their future boyfriends to be of a certain height won’t really be attracted to you. For example, I have a friend of a friend whom stated in one of her blog entries that she prefers her prospective boyfriend to be 1.7m or taller in height. Also, I have a female JC classmate, who’s quite tall herself (by my estimate, she’s about 1.75m-1.85m tall), saying, during a civics/PCCG class discussion on what qualities we wish to have in our boy/girlfriends, that she would preferably want her boyfriend to be taller than her [well, I suppose I wouldn’t make it into these 2 girls’ list of prospective boyfriends since they have such “high” standards (眼光放的很“高”)… :P]

9) If you’re a girl, guys who find taller girls more attractive or are attracted to “long beautiful/sexy legs” (of course, I’m assuming that if one is short, one won’t have “long beautiful/sexy legs”) won’t really be attracted to you.

So much for the disadvantages, let’s now move on to the advantages…

Advantages of being short

1) You don’t get teased for being a “高佬” (“tallie”, think the opposite of “shortie”) or for resembling an upright bamboo pole. Never, I emphaise.

2) You don’t have to worry about knocking into ceilings, doorframes or beams (you have no need to bend your head down when entering a room either).

3) You get mistaken for being a young kid (youthful looks required). For example, I have an army friend who is both short and possess youthful looks and he supposedly managed to convince a shopkeeper (if I’m not wrong, it was a computer games/parts shop) to sell him something at a discounted price by telling the shopkeeper that he’s just a young secondary school student surviving on a meagre sum of pocket money (come to think of it, you all will also need a glib tongue and good bluffing skills to pull this off… :P).

4) Being less conspicuous (unless, of course, you’re the only short person in a group of tall people), you can “siam” (avoid) being chosen for tasks you don’t like (or as it is known in the army: “sai kang”, literally “shit job” in Hokkien).

5) You can avoid doing unpleasant/tedious tasks that require height e.g. cleaning of fans & windows. Another apt example is when choosing people to form a contingent for my unit’s recent COC (Change of Command) Parade, my CSM (Company Sergeant Major or more commonly known as “Encik”) chose only those taller in height. Hence, on the day of the parade, while my taller army comrades were marching under the hot sun, I, together with those shorter in height, were relaxing under shelter as part of the audience. Hee…

6) People can’t ever accuse you of “looking down” on them.

7) You don’t fall down that easily (having a lower centre of gravity). Of course, this is yet to be scientifically proven.

8) You seem more attractive to people who find shorter people attractive (though it’s quite rare for girls to be attracted to guys who are shorter than them unless you have some other attractive attributes to compensate for your lack of height. A crude example: you’re filthy rich, no offence to the ladies reading this. A less crude example: you’re quite good-looking. Think Elijah Wood of “The Lord of The Rings” fame who is about the same height as me).

9) You find it easier to fit into or squeeze through small places.

Hmm… It seems to me that the advantages and disadvantages of being short are quite balanced out… Of course, it may be disputed that the disadvantages that I have listed above are but the tip of the iceberg. However, this does not negate the fact that being short also has its own unique advantages. Yes, while being short may has its comparative disadvantages with regards to certain situations in Life, being short is nowhere near being an absolute disadvantage (pardon my use of Economics terms). Yes, while being short does have its disadvantages, it is also the same with being tall. Hence, considering that being short also has its advantages and that being tall also has its own disadvantages, it can be clearly observed that we cannot haphazardly equate “tall” with “good and superior” and “short” with “worse off and inferior”. Anyway, whether one is tall or short is something most relative. What do I mean by this? Well, my friend may be taller than me but if he stands beside Yao Ming, I suppose that it is most likely that he would start looking like a dwarf. And yes, with my height, most would see me as being short but if I suppose a midget (no offence) would most probably see me as a “mini-giant”. To put it more simply, if you think you’re short, there’s most probably someone who’s even shorter than you and if you think you’re tall, wait till you meet someone much taller than you. Hence, bearing in mind that height is relative, I suppose there’s nothing to be sad/embarrassed about being short or to be happy/proud about being tall.

Furthermore, let’s not forget about those who did not allow their lack of height deter them from achieving greatness in Life. These would include Napoleon Bonaparte (although his supposed height of 1.68m was considered average for Frenchmen of his time, it is still somewhat short by today’s standards), Jean-Paul Sartre (the world-famous French philosopher of existentialism who stood at a height of about 1.56m) and Deng Xiaoping (who, although standing at only about 1.5m, was remembered by many, including MM Lee Kuan Yew, as a “giant amongst men”). Of course I must not forget to mention Master Yoda who stood at a height of 0.66m. As it can be clearly seen, these examples prove that though one’s height may be limited, this does not necessarily mean that one’s chances of achieving success and greatness are also thereby limited. Ultimately, height is not important; what’s more important are your character, intellect and attitude. Without these important qualities, even if you happen to be tall, you’re just another ordinary tall person and believe me, a hundred years or a thousand years later, nobody will care whether you were tall or short but only whether you contributed anything of worth to humanity.

And if you all (if you all happen to be short) are still worried about how a lack of height could lead to the diminishing of your chances of success with members of the opposite gender, well, let me tell you all this: if the girl/guy you all are interested in shows disinterest in you just because of your lack of height, she/he is not worth it. Anyway, as astutely pointed out by my friend of a friend (yes, the same one I mentioned above) on her blog recently, it does not matter whether one is “vertically-challenged” or not because “on the bed, everyone’s horizontal”.

In conclusion, next time when someone tease you (if you happen to be short) about your lack of height, hold your head up high and proudly declare: “So what if I’m short?”. And to paraphrase the words of the late Mr. S. Rajanatnam: “I don’t care if you all call me tall or short, what is important is whether you all consider me to be a good person”. Finally, to borrow the words of Karl Marx (and Friedrich Engels): “Short people of the world unite! You all have nothing to lose but your own inhibitions and a world to win!”.