Sometime last night, a gas valve somewhere in the Jurong industrial estates broke. The result: a 30 percent drop in Singaporean power, and widespread outages in western, central, and north-east Singapore. Of course it got me; it was a fascinating night on Spindizzy (a balloon dragon had accidentally stuck her hand through a vixen's body and gotten stuck, to their mutual embarrassment) so of course I was ripped away. As if to add injury the apartment buildings across the courtyard were unaffected. And then after the power came back on, the cable modem went out; the exceedingly slow (well, it was near midnight) customer support line explained it was the fault of the blackout.
Lest United States and English readers get too smug, this nationwide power problem was fully solved within two hours, and most areas had about fifteen minutes of darkness. Still, quite a few are very upset about the failure at all -- ``We are not a third world country, we should be able to rely on our electric'' said one woman, and if that sounds defensive to you, I got the same impression. I suspect it's insecurity; I think the nation has self-esteem problems. (To be fair there was a similar outage in a different part of the country three months ago.)
That's not really a deep insight -- unless I missed this changing recently, it's illegal to fly the Singaporean flag or sing the national anthem without explicit permission except near National Day. Every year the government commissions a new meandering pop song to express Singaporean loyalty, which the natives never learn but all the foreigners can't get out of their head (``We are one -- Singapore! -- one nation strong and free''). It signifies something that the government feels the need to pay singers to compose mediocre gushing-patriotic songs; in the U.S. they need to start paying singers to stop.
Anyway, it was a nuisance, particularly for people who hadn't eaten yet (eating at 10 p.m. or later isn't rare; the atmosphere's much better three hours after sunset). At Holland Village, a pretty densely packed enclave of restaurants, cafés, small shops and coffee places they started selling glow sticks, sparklers, flashlights, and candles and carried on as best as possible. At least one person was trapped in an elevator for two hours, and there were several nasty little accident.
My mood, though, was considerably cheered by stumbling across an article about the Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve (an historical site -- it was where Japanese forces first landed in Singapore in 1942), where among many other animals a family of ``smooth otters'' have moved in. I had lived my life, until now, not knowing there was such a thing as a smooth otter. Now I see they are, theoretically, an MRT and a connecting bus ride away, if they would not avoid me. Even the name is somehow comforting, and brings a gentle smile to my lips. I had a similar reaction to finding in the supermarket a reasonably-priced battery-powered milk frother. I wish only to know why nobody had previously thought to tell me of ``smooth otters.''
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Date: 2004-06-30 10:25 am (UTC)Snugs!
Chahala
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Date: 2004-06-30 08:45 pm (UTC)I knew there were many kinds of otter; I'd just never run across this one before. They're not literally smooth, of course; just shorter and sleeker fur than average. The pictures are really quite adorable. I'll have to get out there sometime.
Mij was smooth
Date: 2004-06-30 10:44 pm (UTC)Re: Mij was smooth
Date: 2004-07-01 05:32 am (UTC)I didn't know this, but then I've never read ``Ring of Bright Water'' either. In many ways and despite my pretensions I'm unread in pre-furry books; I haven't read any Sterling North either.
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Date: 2004-06-30 09:16 pm (UTC)Why? What's the theory behind this? I'd expect an insecure culture to aggressively promote the display of patriotic items, much as we did during the Federal period.
I'm not exactly sure when it was that electric power became completely reliable in the American midwest. It was within my lifetime, certainly. When I was little it wasn't that uncommon to have brief power failures during the spring and summer, especially when it stormed. At some point that faded into history, I'm guessing during the late 70s.
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Date: 2004-07-01 05:41 am (UTC)I've never gotten a good idea what the theory behind restricting the flag and anthem are. The most I've been able to gather from reading proposals to loosen up their display is there's a vague fear that making the flag and anthem too commonplace would rob them of their specialness.
Mulling it over I'm not sure it's fair to say Singapore is insecure about its national identity -- generally, former colonies that are insecure make a determined effort to stamp out English, French, or Dutch from their street names and location names, while Singapore is perfectly happy to leave English what was English -- but calling it shy might be fair. Most countries become independent because of a determined agitation and drive for independence, sometimes turning to rebellion; Singapore's independent because the political machine in Kuala Lumpur didn't like how fast the political machine in Singapore was growing, and kicked it out of Malaysia, and never mind that there wasn't any other country willing to take it. That's not an auspicious birth.