In the Beginning (The Word According to a Foodie Singaporean)

The Word according to a Singaporean (Foodie)

In the beginning, God was a little peckish, and he said, "Let there be an egg"; and there was an egg. 

It was small and packed with nutrients and he said, "needs salt"; and there was salt. 

And God saw that it was good. 

But it could be better. So he said, "Let there be another egg," and he added, "poached!"; and it was poached. 

And God thought, "this has possibilities", so he said, "let there be many eggs, poached, and boiled, hard and soft, and scrambled and omelette-ed, and souffle-ed and steamed and fried over easy, and over hard and sunny side up, and firm and runny"; and there were eggs that were poached, soft-boiled, hard-boiled, and scrambled, and omelette-ed and souffle-ed, and steamed, and fried over easy, over hard, and sunny-side up and firm and runny and salted and preserved (century eggs). 

And God ate it all and said, "this is the best thing since before sliced bread (which he was going to create the next day). And so ended the first day.

An SG 50 Parable - Mortal Stakes

The (Eventually) Old Man, with a cameo by the Sea (with apologies to the classic)

The young man looked all around.

In the village, the people were hungry. They had nothing to eat.

The young man had just caught some fish for his family. Maybe he could give some to the others in his village.

But...

He didn't have enough for everyone.

He watched as young men stripped leaves off tree branches, turning them into make-believe swords, and fencing each other in mock sword fights.

Others made kites and were flying them.

But all were hungry if not starving.

"Follow me, if you want to eat! Bring your sticks and your kite strings!" said the young man.

And the young men (and some women) of the village followed him.

He brought them to the sea about an hour's walk away, taught them to turn their make-believe "swords"into fishing rods, and the kite strings into fishing lines to fish in the sea. By evening everyone had caught something to feed their families.

Now the young men (and some women) knew how to fish, and their family would have something to eat.

Now every day, they fished to feed their families.

Sentiments

Lee Wei Ling (Lee Kuan Yew's daughter) wrote "Love Does Indeed Spring Eternal" on 2 Oct 2011 about her mother's passing the year before, and her father's request:

“For reasons of sentiment, I would like part of my ashes to be mixed up with Mama’s, and both her ashes and mine put side by side in the columbarium. We were joined in life and I would like our ashes to be joined after this life.”

It takes a lot of courage for a man not prone to sentimentality, to make a requests purely for reasons of sentimentality.

Or it takes a lot of Sentiment for a man not prone to sentimentality to request something purely for sentiment.

Go, gentle into the good night.

The race is run, the battles won

Your life's work has taken all your life

Go now to be with your wife

Your two loves are Country and Choo,

What we owe, we owe to both her and you

Go, gentle into the good night,

Rage not against the dying of the light

The race is won, the journey done

You've won your peace, you have won the right

To go gentle into the good night.

The Song of Angry Singaporeans

To the tune of "Do you hear the people sing" a.k.a.  "Song of Angry Men" from Les Miserables.

Do you hear the people sing?
Singing the song of empty trains
It's the wistful song of people who are late for work again
Every train that's come and gone
Had been so packed they couldn't get on
So they've taken to this song to say that's wrong