I have quite a number of friends who are foreigners, some I had known from the days I joined the workforce back in 95, and some in church since 98. A few of my friends and relatives also married foreigners – Vietnamese, Thai, mainlander Chinese and Hong Kongers among them. All of these people are pleasant to be with, and at times we even made fun of each other. For example, some of my Malaysian friends will not hesitate to tell me what they were taught about Singapore’s separation in 1965 (i.e. that Singapore seceded from Malaysia and not kicked out as we were taught) and I will at times make fun of their Chinese accent or the purported corruption of their politicians.

All of these were nothing more than light-hearted banter, and we know where to draw the line so that it won’t offend each other. In fact, it has certainly never crossed my mind to drive any of them out of Singapore. Unfortunately, there are those foreigners that I clearly want out of my country, post haste and with extreme prejudice. That is when I snapped into the ‘Ordos Xenos’ persona.

Unfortunately these days, I snapped into that persona very often. The reason is that I am sick of this government telling us that we need them. Even when I can agree that Singapore need them to build a greater population for economic growth, the hopeless local main stream media can stop spinning the stories as if Singapore will implode and disintegrate without them. The plain facts will do and the government can stop pretending that only the finest and the best were let onto our shores. Stop treating us like idiots because when 40% of the population here are foreigners, we can see for ourselves the quality because the justification that all these people who got Permanent Resident [PR] status or citizenship are talented hasn’t even got a leg to stand on. After all, even fish soup sellers gets PR… but that is still a decent job and there may be very little (if not no) Singaporean fish soup sellers so I’ll close one eye to that.

Now, I don’t mind the Bangladeshi worker who will build our flats or clean our streets. But I mind when they pee at our void decks in the middle of night. I mind when they hang around and ogle at our women at our public swimming pools and defile the pool to the point that Singaporeans can no longer use them for recreation. It annoys me greatly that my friends now have to go to swim in pools in a condominium, or at a club. A friend mentioned that they have a nice swimming complex in Jurong East, but the people staying there can no longer enjoy it because it is choked full of people who aren’t there to swim!

I don’t mind the Indians taking up IT jobs in many companies. But I mind when they are not able to speak proper English and cannot even write an email in proper English. It make us wonder how they passed their exams to be actually qualified in what they do. Not to mention it make us wonder how they smoked through the interviews to even get employed. Where is the quality? What talent? Frankly, I really hope one of the guy in my office was joking when he asked “What is Google”. We are simply hopeful that what happened was he didn’t catch the humor behind the phrase – Google is your friend. (see above)

I don’t mind the mainlander Chinese worker who works at the hawker centre or coffee shop to keep cost down. I can even tolerate one of them taking up a position in our universities. But I mind their utter lack of social graces – for e.g. when they shout across the train to talk to each other or talk loudly on the phone in the MRT or the lift. I mind when someone called Zhou Hou boasts about beating up a Malay person and calling that person a dog with complete disregard to his religion (see below). I mind when they denigrate our people and look down on our country like a certain Wang Peng Fei (see that frakking maggot on the right). It really doesn’t matter that Wang might have gotten his ideas from an overseas forum. It doesn’t matter that he took those ideas and turned it into a video. The very fact is, it should not have been done at all. People like Wang Peng Fei and Zhou Hou didn’t even have basic manners – i.e. that when one is in another person’s home, respect those living there. So much for 5000 years of history and civilization. Basic manners probably all went down along the Yellow River into the sea during the Cultural Revolution.

(I know some self-styled “open-minded” Singaporeans tried to act smart and ridicule those of us who made a fuss when foreigners talked bad about us or ridicule us. But remember this, you fish-faces. I’ll admit even among our races there may not be true racial harmony but at least we have racial tolerance. We have painstakingly maintained that tolerance and that has maintained the peace since the racial riots of 1969. So, the next time you start off with your smart-aleck comments again, at least try and remember because no matter how hard we whacked one another we know where to draw the line.)

I don’t really mind the white people coming to Singapore to take up some jobs too. But I mind when they beat up our people and it takes Singapore’s usually efficient police unusually long (more than a year) to investigate and deal with the culprits (see screen shot on the left). I would still mind even if the judge found them guilty and sentence them to a jail term and / or a small fine, because that doesn’t compensate the poor souls who end up in hospital. I mind this a lot because it felt as if I am still one of “Great Britain’s” colonial subject even though Singapore gained self rule since 1959, a good 52 years ago. I also mind when some of our people still defer to the white man as if the white people knows better. It saddens me greatly, that while politically we have freed ourselves from colonialism, the minds of these ‘cockasian’ Singaporeans remained enslaved in colonialism. Perhaps these ‘cockasian’ Singaporeans also read the news of the London riots with utter disbelief and denial.

I don’t mind the Filipinos taking over service positions, such as call operators, sales person, waiters, or waitresses and even nurses. Hell, I don’t even mind if they turn Lucky Plaza and Ion Orchard into Little Manila. But I mind those who actually questions our Operationally Ready NSmen’s dedication in defending and protecting our land of birth, and has the audacity calls us morons while enjoying our hospitality. If she is suggesting that some of us will run at the first sign of war, it would a clear demonstration of what Sigmund Freud called ‘moral projection’. It is ironical because I assumed that Rachelle Ann Beguia will head off to Changi airport on the first flight out to the Philippines at the slightest hint of trouble in Singapore. I personally hope that the National Heart Center will have as much courage as the East Asia Institute of Management. I will settle for nothing until that silly b*tch pack herself onto a flight out of our little red dot. I want none of her apologies even if they are done on her knees or with tears streaming down her eyes. I simply want her to LEAVE. MY. COUNTRY. NOW.

And don’t ever come back, even as a tourist because I don’t welcome her. Good riddance to bad rubbish, really!

Personally, I would say the same for some of these new citizens too – even to some of those who have served National Service [NS]. Sure, there will always be those who had it easy. But I don’t really care whether someone served his NS as a clerk that never get his uniform dirty or spend any time in the mock jungles of Singapore. I am simply glad for those whose NS is nothing more than a walk in the park. I am also glad that even those who had a terrible time, because they never had to serve a tour of duty under enemy fire. But for some of those frakking maggots who had an easy time in NS, please stop belittling it because it utterly disrespects those who have given their all. Not to mention that it is a grevious insult to the families of those who lost their sons in NS for whatever reasons. In the past I believed I could have called anyone who served NS a brother… but frakking maggots like these is where I draw the line!

As for that ex-PRC family who went to the Community Mediation Centre [CMC] to complain about the Indian neighbour cooking curry… whatever makes them think that what they cooked would actually smell pleasant to someone else too? Why don’t they fucking try making some smelly tofu and see what everyone else will say? Even though the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports [MCYS] said that the CMC did not compel the Indian family to only cook curry when the complainant’s family is away, the fact remains that they should not even have brought the matter up in the first place!!

Let me quote this:

To these “SingaForeigns”… Tuck Yew all seriously, all right?!

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