Friday, May 23, 2008

Capital Punishment in Singapore

Sigh. I still find this extremely disturbing.
Possession of a certain kinds of drugs over the threshold quantity receives a mandatory death sentence.
And:

"'Any person found in or escaping from any place or premises which is proved or presumed to be used for the purpose of smoking or administering a controlled drug shall, until the contrary is proved, be presumed to have been smoking or administering a controlled drug in that place or premises.' Thus, it is dangerous to even be in the company of drug users."

I hate to think that a person is guilty until proven otherwise.

I think the disturbing thing is such a punishment serves to prove one thing -- Singapore cannot even tolerate a bit of decadence.

Two cases that caught my eye are those of two Hong Kong women, both 18 years old at the time of their crime; and a young Macao mother was was 25 at time of execution.

Seriously, for all those people who based their arguments against the repealing of S377A--that homosexuality breaks the nuclear family unit, what about the government sending young mothers to death and orphaning their kids?? What, is no parent better than 2 same sex parents???

Reading the article just drives me up the wall. I might leave Singapore forever. Despite loving the culture and food, I dont think I can live in a place and call it Home, when all it does is suspect me.

vane farted at 7:41 AM

Saturday, May 17, 2008



Aurora.

(i hate that i find great stuff 10 years late, but i guess, better late than never. conan if u ever read this: i'm finally listening to the rock cd you burnt for me. ahaha.)

vane farted at 9:08 AM

Saturday, May 10, 2008

And so I was doing my macroeconomic essay (yea i know). The topic was on Central Bank Independence (why and why not, but you didnt need to know that). As some of you know, economists LOVE their abbreviations and short hands. Long run=LR, unemployment=U, inflation= (the pie sign which i cant find on my keyboard). And well, Central Bank just so happen to be compressed into the lovely CB. So while I was writing my essay plan (yea i know), man, was the initials "CB" plastered all over my notes!! And I had a great time laughing my fucking CB ass off.

ok that was random.

vane farted at 1:43 AM