Storm Clouds

This was the terrifying appearance of the sky as I was taking the ferry to work last Saturday. Fortunately Mother Nature lacks bite in Singapore. Another reason to be grateful for the multiple blessings of living here.

Work Of Fiction

The little fracker upstairs must have been autistic. But his parents were equally to blame, allowing him to stomp around the house the whole day. David had never seen a child this hyperactive. All day long, the bastard would be running up and down, here and there. It sounded as if the prick was trying to make as much noise as possible. Sometimes, he would throw heavy objects (heaven knows what) around. Other times, marbles (or maybe coins). To boot, the fracking mother would help out by clomping around in her high heels. David kept praying for the idiot to fall and break his head and/ or his legs (both of them).

One day (night, actually), David cracked. He waited till 0300 hours, slipped on his balaclava, gloves, and night vision goggles. Climbed up to the frackers' balcony and slipped into their apartment. He knew exactly where the little prick would be. Gliding silently through their kitchen, and picking up a ceramic knife (poetic justice, that), David slipped into the Tango's room. Poising the knife just below the ribcage, angled towards the heart, David grinned in the dark. 'Take that, you fracker', he whispered. Thrusting the very sharp blade in, and clamping his left hand over the little devil's mouth simultaneously, David carried out the execution.

Just as quietly, he ghosted out, and down, back to his apartment. He gloated at the screams, which woke him up the next morning from the soundest sleep he'd had in months.

The End

Venezuela

Probably only educated Americans care about this issue, but here's my 2-cents' worth. Let's encourage Hugo Chavez to keep doing what he does best - screwing his country. By nationalizing Cemex's plants in Venezuela, he's sending a strong signal to businesses not to invest in Venezuela. It's clear as day, unless you're blind (no offense to the visually impaired). Eventually, the economy will go to hell and the people will kick him out. Then another idiot will replace him. Ad infinitum.

On a related note, the miracle of Singapore was only possible because of serendipity - Lee Kuan Yew. He's not perfect, but he was the right man at the right time. Question is, can we maintain the miracle. I hope so.