Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Singapura's bullshit on the riot - An Inconvenient Truth, that racism of the Goverment is all too evident
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Aliran On A Littel Street In Singapore : The very small number of bus-stops and their wide spacing from each other, in conjunction with the well maintained walkways, presence of empty plots of land, and shops and restaurants/eateries based on a common ‘ethnic’ theme, are all features which construct Little India as a pedestrian mall.
One may pinpoint the root causes of the riot of 8 December 2013 ironically to these two initiatives. By encouraging construction companies to engage private coaches on the weekends (and coupled with the fact that Singapore’s public transport fares have been inflated in the last decade beyond the means of an average migrant worker’s wages), Singapore’s authorities have achieved the removal of the migrant worker from Singapore’s public buses.
Leaving the migrant workers with no viable options aside from chartered buses mean that they’re forced to stay in Little India for long hours to wait for the transport back to their dormitories. It is no coincidence that cheap alcohol became easily available once it was clear that South Asian migrant workers were spending more and more hours in Little India during the weekends.
Serangoon Road, migrant workers, “crime prone” and “unsavoury characters” are interrelated concepts in popular discourse (ST, 01/29/2000: 72) because of the subversive movements of the workers and their disruptions to the transport network. Since the South Asian migrant worker in Little India was identified as a problem in 1999, a set of increasingly sophisticated and deliberate measures have been taken to alleviate the traffic problem.