Sunday, January 27, 2008

Trouble in Paradise...

A LITTLE BIRD told me that the cute soldier, featured below hails from an elite local institution. The former teen-actor ('former' already? How the mighty have fallen...) is best known for his role as a rebellious teen. The little bird also divulged that the said establishment takes pride in the divine ethics it claims to instill in all their hothoused merchandises. They must have missed out on this one... or is it a case if art imitating life? Or the confusion of what's real and reel. The clichés are endless.

TELEVISION viewers know him as Phua Chu Kang's nephew, Aloy. But actor Marcus Ng Yi Loong was at the heart of a real-life courtroom drama yesterday.

A full-time National Serviceman, Ng was appealing against a subordinate military court ruling, after he had been convicted on two charges of insubordinate behaviour and conduct to the prejudice of good discipline.

On Feb 28 last year, Ng's superior at Nee Soon Camp's SAF Medical Training Institute called Ng and another serviceman into a room to address them about an earlier incident.

After reprimanding the other serviceman, Second Warrant Officer Saraswathi told Ng, who had asked, "Why me?", not to question her orders.

Ng became angry and accused 2WO Saraswathi of picking on him.

Both raised their voices.

Afterwards, Ng confronted her outside the room and their two-minute exchange drew the attention of Master Warrant Officer Ger Ah Kee.

Seeking to defuse the situation, MWO Ger put his hand on Ng's shoulder.

Ng rudely shrugged MWO Ger's hand off by moving his shoulder aggressively.

Later, Ng was sentenced to seven days' detention on each of the two charges, with the sentences to run concurrently.

The 22-year-old appealed to the Military Court of Appeal, making the case that the Court Martial judge, in convicting him, had erred in law and in fact.

Ng's lawyer Wendell Wong said there were conflicting accounts from eyewitnesses, and called the sentence "manifestly excessive" and "crushing for a young serviceman", while citing other cases where servicemen were given fines, a reprimand or letter of warning for seemingly more serious offences.

In response, Singapore Armed Forces prosecutor Luke Tan argued that the Court Martial's finding of guilt was based "on sound and established legal principles".

The five-member panel of the Military Court of Appeal, chaired by High Court Judge Justice Choo Han Teck, agreed.

They dismissed Ng's appeal against his conviction and sentence on the charge of insubordination, even as they reduced Ng's sentence on the second charge to a reprimand.

This means Ng still has to serve seven days' detention.

This was not Ng's first brush with military law. Last October, he was convicted and fined $1,000 for two other offences of disobedience and non-compliance. Lawyers were also hired for him at the time.

Ng's mother, Mdm Florence Tan, told reporters she has spent $80,000 on legal fees.

She gave her son a hug before he was led away to begin his detention.


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Saturday, January 26, 2008

Fabulista Comments And Clucks Lips.


“Vanitas vanitatum, omnia vanitas."
(Vanity, vanity, all is vanity.) - Ecclesiastes 1:2
My presence was requested at a recent event that required a certain and decent amount of dressing up. Being blessed with natural in-born sense of fabulousness and style, it wasn’t difficult for me to randomly drape fabric over myself and be presentable and ready for the event.

Unfortunately, no amount of dressing up could have prepared me for the visual assault at the party – a bad case of the visible panty line (or VPL). Imagine white. Then imagine it as a fitting pair of pants in light fabric… worn on a female… wearing a thong. Aurgh and eeugh at the same time!!

It was a scene where the wearer was begging to do a lap dance. Unfortunately, I also happen to know that the female entity belongs is in the education profession and a mother of two!!

I have two words for her – ‘gee’ and ‘string’! Or better still, dress with savoir-faire – the gathering happened to have a religious overtone to it!

Speaking of gatherings, the place where I put my fabulousness to practical use had an occasion to celebrate its stable of fabulistas. Now, I am not an alumnus of this incubator of would-be divas. However, I have oft been mistaken for one of their graduates by virtue of my unbelievable fabulocity.

Truth be known, my sense of style and beauty was the result of a complex marriage between nature and nurture. Coming from a simple village known for and being the descendent and student of stylish divas and fabulistas I became a natural icon of style and fashion. How I can be confused with one of those hothouse flowers from the place where practice is quite beyond me; and nothing to be flattered about.

So imagine my surprise at their audacity and shamelessness when one of the alumnus whose offspring is currently in the institution lay claims to this…
“The definition of an alumnus [of ours] is this – one commands a certain gravitas; bears a certain gumption, has a certain institutional mystique; an X-factor…”
I was in awe and shock of the thinly veiled (was it veiled, at all?) conceit and hubris. Can this be proclamation come from an alumnus of a diva-incubating hothouse who claims to be rooted in a certain form of divinity that espouses humility? Besides, if an alumnus is so and thus unique, then why, oh why have I always and so often been mistaken as one?

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Who we are...

WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.

WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Fabulista reminisce: Alright Now.

Float with me, I said.
But you remain
Stoic and still
Silent
Like the moon
In the night sky
When I drifted by
I cannot stay
Here all my life
You cannot drift
Along the winds of time.

So goodbye, I said.
A tear in my eye
Flighty and free
Adrift
With the night
In the cool wind
My sadness
Went away
Lost and gone
Amongst the dew
Amidst the winds of change.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

A change is going to come...

If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies. - Anonymous


First day of the New Year today and first day of work tomorrow. How exciting is that?

Am I looking forward to it? You’ve got to be kidding me right? But most often, I like to think about such things by looking at insights by people who have lived longer and often, wiser lives than I have.

As Samuel Johnson once said, “we love to expect, and when expectation is either disappointed or gratified, we want to be again expecting.” This is true in a way that anticipation means there’s something to look forward to; it means there is hope. Hope gives us the chance to believe in the possibility of a positive outcome. It makes us, or gives us the strength to go forward.

But of course, oftentimes, we are afraid of the change that is to come. It’s only human to have fear. As I heard it said once on TV’s “Grey’s Anatomy”, “fear means we have something to lose”. Only those who are fortunate have the chance to fear. Try to see things in the positive; if you can fear death, it means you are still alive! After all, the great suspense author, Alfred Hitchcock also said, “There is no terror in a bang; only in the anticipation of it.” I can say from experience, very often, we are so puzzled by the ultimate fizzle, we end up wondering and laughing at ourselves for having been so nervous in the beginning, wondering what all the fuss was for and about!

So if you know you are one of those whose anticipation turns into anxiety, just remember that “perpetual anticipation is good for the soul but it's bad for the heart” (Stephen Sondheim; composer and lyricist). But remember, don’t be one of those people who just get excited for the excitement. Grasp and live every moment fortune grants you. Do not waste opportunities “anticipat[ing] what's to come [and] ignore what's actually here (Stephan Rechtschaffen; M.D., pioneer in the wellness movement; founder of the Omega Institute for Holistic Studies).

So has all that allayed my nervous energy about tomorrow? Well, no. But at least, for now, I’ve put things in perspective. At least for myself, for now.