In a phrase to cut these lips

Shakespeare, scurvy, and everything in between.

On GE2011

This could have made it onto facebook, in one of the many notes that emblazoned my newsfeed every morning throughout the past two weeks or so leading up to Singapore’s General Elections. Garnered the requisite fifteen likes, a slew of comments and always some debate or controversy. 

But I was never the politics girl; the current affairs girl; and it always seemed much easier to spend my days neatly sidestepping the sticky intellectual intercourse surrounding the GE. Everyone seemed to have an opinion, and to be too quick to point out the flaws in yours. 

In self-defence I shunned all that talk and tried to read just enough political commentary to get by, but knowing is different from caring and I never expected myself to have subconsciously invested so much of myself in the PAP-WP Aljunied tussle, despite being just shy of voting age.

I guess one can’t evade national responsibility forever. I won’t pretend to know much but I’ve probably learnt more about George Yeo and my newly minted opposition GRC in the past week than in the past five years.

No doubt these elections will come to be significant in history but above that they’ve also shown me how much emotion goes into these campaigns. That alongside the promises for a better tomorrow and brighter future, how much of themselves one sinks into their work. And how much hope a voter places in their party, or candidate.

There will always be cynics, but in George I trust. To borrow his words, we have a stake in each other. Never expected to take his loss as hard as I did, but I guess we all have to grow up sometime, don’t we? Apathy, it was good while it lasted. 

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