Dark clouds loom over the horizon of this Utopian little tropical island; there is talk weaving through the grapevine of an incoming thunderstorm. And here I am propped up at the most miniature laptop I’ve ever used in the lobby of a hostel in Singapore, in the wake of the biggest global tremor that has emanated from this region in a long time. The Minister Mentor is gone.
His title says it all: he was the politician of this country and he was a marvelous mentor to younger ministers and to his citizens and to the rest of the watching world. His words and actions have inspired generations and shaped the physical and mental mould of many nations, including but not limited to Singapore’s.
Like so many others, I wish to pay my respects at the Parliament House to the great man on the very foundation of his life’s work. And like many others, my mind drifts to the possibilities and to the future. How will Singapore forge ahead without their iron backbone, their will of steel? Has Lee Kuan Yew’s ideologies and life values been ingrained sufficiently into his lifeblood, his countrymen and women?
I have always admired Lee Kuan Yew. He has easily been one of the most prominent political figures in this part of the world ever. Ever. That means the public spotlight was always on him. And he endured it and relished it and made it work for him, as best he could. His traditional values and stern leadership carried him consistently through this mortal coil, and he barely stumbled, always pushed on, always did what he believed was best for himself and for his people.
Did you know Lee Kuan Yew loved to swim? I imagine he didn’t get a chance to do it very much when he was playing father to a whole country of people, but I guess that’s something that kept him going. Kept him sharp. Maybe I should get back to swimming more.
Oh, that reminds me, some good news: Penang just had their international cross channel swim this morning! Six whole kilometres over open ocean. And that’s not taking into account drift and waves. And I don’t mean from the spectators. Hopefully there will be more to come, since it has been a very long time since there has been anything of the sort around that part of Malaysia. Watch this space!
Now I mentioned I was lodging at a hostel. A little bit of advice to those who may plan on hitting the dormitories and shared accommodations: get a decent and decently-sized quick-dry towel and take it everywhere with you! If you have to take one piece of advice from whimsical Mr. Adams, take a towel with you wherever you go. They can be surprisingly (or perhaps I’m just easily surprised) handy! That said you might not want to get too attached to one, because certain uses may call for the greatest sacrifice a towel can give.
That’s all for now, folks. Peace out!