Ok ok,
One thing I find thrilling about living in a HDB flat is that it’s every different type of person piled one on top of the other. I am for open immigration, but that sign we have in the front of the Changi Airport, “Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses.” Can’t we just say, “Hey, the door’s open. We’ll take whoever you got.”
Do we have to specify “The wretched refuse?” Why not just say, “Give us the unhappy, the sad, the slow, the ugly, people who speak with an accent, people who love robbing Burger Kings, people who dump half bodies, people who can’t drive, people who have trouble merging lanes, if they can’t stay in their lane, if they don’t signal, they can’t parallel park, if they’re sneezing, if they’re stuffed up, if they have bad penmanship, don’t return calls, if they have dandruff, food between their teeth, if they have bad credit, if they have no credit, missed a spot shaving. Or simply just people who can’t fit the word “norm” … In other words, any dysfunctional, defective slob that you can somehow cattle prod onto a wagon, send them over. We want them.”
This list also includes doctors, pilots, students on “free” scholarships and hookers. I know that if i moved, i would be a wretched refuse myself, but i have not moved and i will not be refused.
Cheers.
ps: I have no idea what i just typed. I am high on flu medicines.