(ROCK) MUSIC FROM MY MOUNTAIN HIDE-OUT: BOOK TWO

ON BEING HEALTHY

AND STRONG (AND GOOD!) --

AND WITH MY WHOLE OUTLOOK (YES!)

AND APPROACH (TOWARDS BOOKS!) --

AS A HUMAN BEING AND

AS A WRITER

(STILL CLASSILY AND ENDURINGLY

DISSENTING -- AND HENCE

MARGINALIZED -- BUT HAPPILY,

PLEASURABLY, WILLINGLY,

CONFOUNDINGLY AND

CONFIDENTLY SO)!



VOLUME I

If you want to act in violation of community norms, you have to have pretty strong reasons. The burden of proof is on you to show that you are right, not just to show: "My conscience says so." That is not enough of a reason.

-- Noam Chomsky,
in an interview with Ziga Vodovnik:
CHOMSKY ON ANARCHISM
(Edinburgh, Oakland & West Virginia: A K Press, 2005)




PART ONE


5. Track No. 5:


When Worlds Collide




Kelly, one's feelings for a city -- about whether its residents love it or otherwise -- is set by the TIME we are in!

I don't feel the same way about Singapore now as I did when I was a young boy back in the Sixties.

I was, undoubtedly, influenced by the Sixties' musical and social and cultural revolutions. There was an undeniable tension -- between what, and how, I felt inside my mind, heart and soul on the one hand and what I saw happening publicly and existing all around me on the other hand -- in this former British colonial city of conservative residents from different (mostly Asian) races, cultures and religions!

But I couldn't care less! I just kept my individualistic ego (with all its own values, principles and ideas continuously aflamed -- burning with undiminished intensity inside me all these years).

The place has changed. We are in the year 2009. But the puritanical (and now neo-conservative) mood is ever-present. It's a hard life for someone like me -- trying just to survive (let alone live, work and play well) -- in a society with anti-individualistic values and ideas and egos. The invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") just don't want you to think -- deeply, and well, especially!

These invisible (and highly secretive) listeners, talkers,"watchers" and eavesdroppers -- yes, all deficient and inferior meddlers and busybodies (from "up there")! -- want you NOT to ask any probing, hard, challenging questions.


Yes, indeed! Two different worlds in perpetual collision!

PART TWO

6. Track No. 6:

Wild World? (Yes, It Is!)

Kelly, what I have learnt from Carl Gustav Jung is that I'm predominantly introverted. I have been transformed -- by the listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping robots ("up there") -- from a quiet, thoughtful and unassuming young man into a loud-mouthed, bragging, bold (overly and rashly and impulsively) and unforgivably brutish resistant "fighter". Instead of blossoming into a matured lover of beautiful and intelligent women, I have become, unwittingly, a mere "fighter" against, and for, women (including females whose sole justificatiion for existing on this earth is to be meddlesome, quarrelsome and extremely busy -- as either inspired or crafty busybodies!).

Born handsome, healthy (if not exactly wholesome) and extremely well-behaved, I grew up -- over the turbulent years -- into an undisguised, compulsive and wholehearted prostitute-lover! I was transformed from a sensitive and intelligent (or, at least, thoughtful -- yes, very much so indeed!) young man with fine romantic feelings for women in general into a soulless, heartless, mindless and sullen cunt-loving brute -- too extroverted (of the wrong kind) for my own good!

My response to such interference, intrusiveness, and disturbing annoyance and transformation by these listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping (but always invisible) busybodies and meddlers ("up there") is to be as chameleon-like as possible (but not in any calculating, calculative or calculated way -- so basically and essentially honest am I)! Kelly, the events herein disclosed by me about my life with these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- to which you are resigned, and have accepted willingly, to be one -- are not totally unknown to you, surely; and they're now retold plainly here -- not in military-industrial prose, or in shallow "humorous" prosaic prose but in transparent and accountable prose, with some irony and sarcasm thrown in (as and when the occasions demand). That is my only defence against the intrusions, invasions, and interferences of these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there"). It is my way of getting back at them for producing and directing all these senseless "scenarios" that have involved so many long years of abject and miserable sufferings -- all of which are thoroughly undeserved and unearned.

My story is told with reference to the world events, ideas and personalities in the last 5 decades -- regardless of whether or not they have directly and actually impinged upon, or influenced, my own life -- especially my own inner life (or what remains of it).

Kelly, what is my view, first of all, of persons who take too much interest in other people's affairs? Well, these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping -- are mean, soulless, cunning and greedy misters, misses and mistresses merely -- oppressive bastards all! My interactions or "relationships" (or even, according to those love-lorn and love-blinded ladies among them, my "relations" -- especially "sexual") with these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") are influenced by my own outstanding self-image and self-respect. (And I DO indeed have a great and healthy self-image and total self-respect!) That's how I'm able now -- to stay whole -- to write my own story here, with these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") still listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping (from above the earth, with the help of those orbiting communication satellites!).

PART THREE

7. Track No. 7:

The Great Democratic Pretenders

These invisible -- but always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping -- busybodies and meddlers ("up there") call themselves "writers" or "artists" -- on the basis of their bolstered and boosted egos -- yes, boosted, no doubt, and "inspired", by their "sensitive" responses to what they had perceived and discovered in me, through me and about me -- that is to say, a beautiful, (truly and genuinely) sensitive, humble and quiet soul -- of an authentic writer! So they've tried hard, over the years, to "acquire" or "learnt" such wonderfully and similarly related characteristics, qualities amd skills that I have -- as a genuinely gifted writer with artistic (especially) and intellectual and moral (secondarily) values.

What do I think of these invisible impostors and bogus "artistic" operators and producers? (Well, I've just said what I thought of them!) The fact is, Kelly, most of these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- including you, Kelly -- are just naturally un-expressive but only prone to be proactive or reactive (as technocrats, bureaucrats, civil servants, army officers, uniformed personnel, industrialists, scientists and journalists -- both in their official positions and in their occupational or professional practices). Yes, Kelly, you and your invisible colleagues -- compromised and duplicitous to the hilt -- are trying to pretend to be what you meddlesome and busy (in a bodily or physical sense only?) robots ("up there") are NOT -- that is, bona fide artists and writers who genuinely support democracy, with all their hearts, minds and souls.

For the past 36 years or so, I've the misfortune to encounter and "interact" (reluctantly, of course!) with these invisible -- but always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping -- busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- much to my enforced unhappiness and professional unfulfillment. I had been too mild-mannered, too quiet, too gentle, too unassuming, too diffident, too humble, too reserved, too introverted -- to stake a legitimate claim, my rightful and natural claim (based on my natural gifts and cultivated learning) to be an outstanding writer. I'm not a genius but they have no business -- for all their busyness -- to take me for a goon -- much too soon! And now, they regularly discover I can make them realize they have gone too far!

Where else, and how, are they -- these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping -- going to try to "put me in my place" further -- and for how much longer (another 36 crazy years?). When will these invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") stop trying to silence me -- and make me feel small or inferior? I've been to all those official places of incarceration and imprisonment -- to prisons; hospitals (for treatment of injuries suffered under their provocation); police station lock-ups/jail cells; IMH insane wards (including those for alleged "criminals") ....... And I've been mostly and forcibly -- through tricks and deceptions played unknowingly on me -- isolated, confined and thus "neutralized" (especially politically) inside my own house! (Like being subjected to solitary house detention!)

What is the point of it all? Why such a partial approach to an attempted solution of a difficult problem? When will such needless and uncreative or unproductive application or else sheer meaninglessness and laziness ever end?

PART FOUR

8. Track No. 8:

Of Men and Women; and Mice and Ants

Kelly, I have help from many intellectual and literary sources -- chiefly American authors (like Noam Chomsky, Erich Fromm, Philip Roth, Saul Bellow, Norman Mailer and a host of other illustrious Western writers and thinkers) -- who all tell me what I should do to take on these invisible meddlers and busybodies ("up there") -- yes, including you, Kelly, in your mean mood (which is most of the time!). Yes, to resist and fight them (and well-meaning you too!) -- oh, they and you have already acknowledged that this must be so if I want to stand a chance of winning (yes, to remain as I am!) -- because they and you have forced me reluctantly to behave so! I detect an obvious and self-evident unequal (very much so) power relationship between these invisible meddlers and busybodies (including you dear) and me!

Knowing myself so well, I just couldn't let them (and you too) walk all over me -- as if they (and you, Kelly) are qualified, certified, and justified to lead me, or to run my life in the first place! [For their sake -- and yours too, Kelly -- let me here repeat what I have always tried to impress upon them (and you): my keen determination to lead or rule or govern myself and my own life -- yes, and NOT, on the other hand, to let others, or anyone at all, to lead or rule or govern me and my own life!]

Kelly, I know I have the spirit and soul of an artist -- and the clarity of mind of a careful thinker: involving an active and mutually beneficial co-operation between the drummer (in me) and the philosopher (in me too)! I always say what I honestly feel and think -- even at the expense of seemingly not being so (when forced to express myself with sarcasm, irony and a satirical bite!).

Yes, this is my inner self speaking -- my soul! And, Kelly, what's the whole matter with the whole world outside -- with the world at large? (And with you too, Kelly.) All these invisible busybodies and meddlers (all fellow colleagues of yours) -- always so busily ("up there") listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping, like willing and mutually consensual masturbating voyeurs!

Kelly, am I not already a "failure" -- or am I not yet one? My inner self tells me I have vast inner potential (as a man and writer) -- largely unexpressed and unexplored -- and a huge profusion of rich potentialities besides -- at my behest. But I hate this realisation that I've not been able to make much use of -- or any headway with -- my personal "assets". These invisible meddlers and busybodies ("up there") have transformed me from an emotionally sensitive and quietly thoughtful man into an unpleasant and unfeeling brute. (I have managed to overcome this temporary facade and setback -- concocted or constructed into my behaviour without my consent -- whenever my noble mind rises to the fore -- time and again! Why? Because my noble mind is my greatest "asset".)

PART FIVE

9. Track No. 9:

Only Love (Including, Even, Concocted "Love")

Can Break Your Fragile Heart

Kelly, these invisible busybodies and meddlers -- always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping ("up there") -- where you, too, belong now, know why I am naturally attracted, attached and drawn to the great works of great minds and great writers in Western history!

It takes an honest and humble reader not to exploit his knowledge, learning and knowingness -- derived or gained from, in my own case, the extensive and intensive reading of books of all kinds -- in this capitalist postmodern world.

Artistic writers -- here in Singapore? Geniuses in local literature? Let me be clear about this: These artistic writers and literary geniuses had mostly existed in the pre-postmodern Western world. It is getting harder and harder to be -- and to be recognized as -- an outstanding writer and/or thinker -- not to mention someone who is great or a genius.

"Major Events" have now been regularly concocted and promoted. "Great Ideas" have now been periodically manufactured and publicized. And outstanding personalities have now been replaced, in this capitalist postmodern age, by the frequent celebration of "celebrities" -- including, quite disturbingly, "politicians"!

Kelly, recorded music now often becomes muzak to my sensitive soulful ears. And such recorded pieces of muzak are regarded as purely commercial commodities.

The past is either conveniently forgotten or deliberately ignored. The present is scheduled to happen -- with significant or important "happenings" -- all the time! And the future? (Is there one, Kelly?)

So I've used my playful imagination, expressed in joyous word-play, Kelly, to humble the world's leaders and V.I.Ps. -- yes, to build my beseiged life-style as high-up as possible (or as low-down as necessary) -- and, at the same time, to protect myself, to preserve my integrity, to maintain my self-respect, to ensure my life continues to thrive with purpose and energy (or whatever that remain)!

"Me", "myself", "I" -- what do these personal pronouns matter or mean anymore? I (or is it "I") have feelings, thoughts, and views which are too fine, quiet, and soulful for me to disclose them openly and publicly -- except in a properly printed and published book of my own! That's the only way I can reveal my true, undoctored and undisguised personality, character and life-story without regret or apology.

I have no privacy left (who does anyway?); and what is supposedly personal becomes, sometimes, or most of the time, impersonal -- especially if it is pinned down in military-industrial prose! And do I need to follow Philip Roth's method, path or example, as a writer, to resist my nemeses successfully?

Art -- when allied to, or with, a clear, careful and vibrant, if not distinguished, mind (and, furthermore, when infused, too, with unrelenting self-affirmation, focus and honesty, if not humility) -- is NEVER going to be too "powerless" (so claimed an indefatigable, unrepentant and indomitable "resisting and fighting spirit" like me!) to be used as a powerful weapon to defend and fight for one's (especially human) rights.

Tell this truth to those "powerful" but hopelessly mindless, heartless and soulless (and invisible to boot!) busybodies and meddlers -- oh, yes!, always listening, talking, "watching" and forever eavesdropping -- from a long, long way away (but forever suspended "up there", either remaining static or in perpetual motion, depending on how, where, when, who and why you are looking at such temporal human inventions) -- until the fucking orbiting communication satellites come tumbling down, from such a superior, heavenly, heightened and important (or self-important) position, to the Wasteland-turned-Hollow Ground -- down below on our Planet Earth!

That will make up for the 36 years (and more!) of those idiotic, moronic and totally meaningless (well, what's or where's the whole fucking point of it all?) computerized, mechanized and mechanical living methods and life-style "pursuits"!

PART SIX

10. The Closing Number:

The Last Track Is The Loudest, Clearest,

and Most Joyous and Melodious --

And The Most EVOCATIVE -- of Them All Too!

Are you just going to be the most celebrated (and "celebrity") Devil's Radio DJ, Kelly? Or perhaps, the ghostly Daily Newsreader?

Or sweetness and light from the cultured pens of gentle ladies and real men?

Or darkness and bitterness from the now vanquished (but still unkind and intransigent) invisible meddlers and busybodies ("up there") -- trying, oppressively, to have the so-called "last word" (are they lying on their death beds now?) -- in unmitigated military-industrial prose? Or in un-self-regulated anarchic poetry?

Well, I, rather, should actually have THE LAST WORD -- and THE LAST LAUGH -- on this whole fucking issue, matter, incident and episode -- by telling my story to the readers at large. I'll be the one to awaken them from their long, long slumber -- no, nightmare! -- as one who has survived it. (And, this is not, sorry, infantile posturing or political posing by the economically prosperous but socially immature (because uncultivated and unthinking) citizens.

I had, for too long, lost my soul and spirit to the marketplace of goods, services, ideas, events and personalities -- all packaged and exhibited, with all the external glossiness and superficial glittter, as mass-manufactured products of capitalism, mass culture, mass consumerism and commercialism. The cultural manipulators -- who are themselves part of the big world-wide (web of) network that controls the production of capitalist "goodies" and "goodness" -- have all been trying, each and every one of them, in his or her own way, to goad me into accepting and joining their bizarre nightmarish life-style and concocted world. Well, how could I? How can I? It is a world without genuine creativity and originality. It is a world whose residents methodically fuck, play, work and live -- in combined and planned (or concocted) major international scenarios (or macro-level scheduled operations) that involve all kinds of human engineering -- social, political, economic and cultural -- in the lives of the inhabitants of this planet.

What else can I say about my own country's involvement in this big operation of such a major scale? I had always been attracted to my own small island-city. Oh, good young "swinging" Singapore: it works its wonders on my beautiful and artistic soul -- just like what an industrial-military magnet would do -- with all its power of attraction (and attractiveness)! Like an ignorant man's idea of a socio-political paradise, I was subtlely and cunningly, induced or encouraged to "fit" myself into this political and economic landscape -- into this planned paradise for more than 36 years! Instead of being allowed to honestly express my artistic soul, heartfelt responses and qualifying and qualified questioning mind, I've had to listen to (or worst still, read) the daily trashy and tiresome platitudes and propagandistic pronouncements, announcements and denouncements -- based on Established anti-individualistic values, ideas and views -- as propounded from long ago by that core group of invisible busybodies and meddlers (leaders all!) who, from way "up there", take it upon themselves to spend their working lives -- and to justify their high salaries -- by (always) listening and talking to, and "watching" and (forever) eavesdropping onto the private lives, activities, conversations, engagements, and daily conduct of the citizens under their "control"!

This "altruistic" phase of my enforced (and almost hypnotic) "involvement" with society was, of course, artificially induced. Had it not been so, I, as a genuine writer with an intellectiual bent, would have long remained SILENT and deliberately uncommunicative -- with any one (perhaps with the exception of paid women, with whom I had, on numerous occasions in the past 36 years, willingly avail myself of their much-needed sexual services).

Someday, I would say everything I want to say in a properly -- and not hastily, rashly and unprofessionally -- published and printed book of my own authorship. And there would not be any, in the meantime, self-serving or servile "Letters-to-the-Editor" (of The Straits Times?) or any "celebrity" interviews!

The soul should not be depleted, diffused, distracted or exhausted by any such inopportune and cheap publicity!

(ROCK) MUSIC FROM MY MOUNTAIN HIDE-OUT: BOOK ONE

ON BEING WHOLESOME --

AND MY UNHEALTHY LIFE

WITH IGNOBLE/IGNORANT

BUSYBODIES AND MEDDLERS



VOLUME I



Politics being reduced to economics, freedom being equated with the freedom of the market, then you are either free or not, depending on the economic circumstances. This is the kind of reductionism and economic determinism traditionally associated by liberals with Marxism. Marxism, it is said, denies liberty precisely because it reduces politics to a variable dependent upon economics and denies even the possibility of human freedom in the superstructure which capitalism inevitably erects on its economic base. It may be that what has come to be called neo-liberalism has forsaken any notion of liberty as being in any sense related to that liberty of human will and cognition which liberalism has hitherto always clutched to its heart.

-- J. S. McClelland,
"Liberalism Comes of Age: Bentham and John Stuart Mill"; A HISTORY OF WESTERN POLITICAL THOUGHT (London and New York: Routledge, 1996)



PART ONE



1. The Opening Track:



The First Number Is the Sharpest -- and the Boldest




My work and my life -- including the way I "play" -- as an writer-thinker-author, is under constant pressure, and always facing diversary tactics and belittling threats from the invisible nobodies (busybodies and meddlers) "up there". They are always listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping (in other words, forever snooping or spying) -- yes, even right at this moment of my enlightening imposition of my great thought-processess!

You fucking moronic (perhaps also, or even, psychotic?) idiots! Cough up the bucks! I want a just share -- a rightful one -- of the great Economic Pie! (Where did all the money that I am supposed to have rightly earned and justly deserved go?)

I've been resisting your uncouth, forcible, foul-mouthed and disrespectful attempts -- to turn me into a docile, conforming, powerless and unthinking SUBJECT -- for more than 36 years! As an indomitable, discerning and unrepentant individualist, I've the ability to, oh, adapt and improvise (but never to compromise!).

My individuality (especially its outstanding strength of mind and character) finds its expressions in everything I do, say, read and write (about) -- nondescript ones included. I am, you might say, a distinctive personality.

My insistence, publicly (through my publications, electronic or otherwise) and privately (in those moments or times when I'm supposed to abe ALONE)) -- on cultivatng my public self and on maintaining my private space means that my firm determination ( yes, as an unwittingly penniless writer) to make up for lost grounds -- oh, those long lost wasted miserable years, all the missing opportunities and unforthcoming challenges -- remains intact! I want to recreate, with my powerful, careful and clear mind, and with, too, my rich imagination, my own ideal memories of times past ... and to establish on public record my real impressions of times present ...

It's about my women -- and girls! (paid or otherwise), my professional writer's dreams and ambitions and my intellectual world! It's about, yes, my cash and money and income. It's about asserting my unconditional demand that these invisible busybodies and meddlers -- yes, utter NOBODIES (no matter how upstanding or "outstanding" they claim they are or pretend to be!) --"up there" -- cough up the bucks!

That is the reality of my life so far -- including how I "play" my game (assuming my life could -- or should -- be regarded as a GAME!) -- and of my work (which I treat or consider with utter or great SERIOUSNESS -- let nobody misunderstand that!) NOW! (And, yes!, from NOW on ....... )

The truth is that I am an author/writer/thinker (no less and no more) -- NOT a secret or undercover government agent or spy or employee (regardless of whatever roles, guises and capacities I had been compelled to play or to perform in -- during the course of the past 36 years and more)!

I aim HIGH -- yes, very , very HIGH indeed! -- but I've suffered so damned much for having such an "unreachable" aim!




PART TWO



2. Track No. 2:


Listen To The Music!



Kelly, why did you become so shallow-minded -- like one of those celebrated (or "celebrity") Radio Disc Jockey -- by proxy? Your idea of survival in this capitalist postmodern world is to adapt to it. But, Kelly, if you think hard enough, to survive by adaptation is precisely to prove that you are intelligent enough NOT to be absorbed into this postmodern world. Stand back, stay outside, and look at it from the outside. Do you, sincerely and honestly, feel "IT" is agreeable and amenable to the expression and development of what you are really? How would you know?

By recalling the past -- through your memories of past times, events, places, ideas and personalities that now tell you that you were once NOT the person that you are now. This special atmosphere that you were so impressed with -- in a "swinging" London in the 1st decade of this century (and a city in love with itself -- or were you in love with it?) -- and which you'd experienced when you were visiting it for the first time -- yes, it was wonderfully evocative (of someone or of something?). What did, or would, it mean -- to you, yes! -- when compared with, or contrasted to, those other cities you had (presumably) visited too? (Like New York, Tokyo, Paris?)


Do you merely feel about a place -- its atmosphere , its evocative quality? Or do you not, perhaps, also think about that particular place -- in relation to the world at large?


I'm a writer and I know writers (especially those who travel much -- like V. S. Naipaul, who'd visited a great many countries in his travels all over the world) do not merely express what, and how, they felt about places they've visited but also about what they thought of them. Therein lies the difference between you and me, Kelly.


I think more than I feel; and you feel more than you think. So how can I let you into my mind (and how can you let me into your heart?) It's an irreconcilable situation; I can't resolve it. But I want the resolution (if there is going to be one) to be a natural one -- yes, the right way for me! (Is it going to be for you too?)


My understanding of what remains of my limited capacity to feel -- or to show my feelings -- is that such feelings (however limited they are) should at least NOT be narcissistic; they should be generous in spirit -- always flowing (outward), aspiring, hoping, and searching (for their reciprocation).


This special atmosphere you had experienced in London -- wasn't it one propped up by an environment of commercialism, mass consumerism, and materialism -- in short, in form and substance, the "reality" of capitalism? Did you not realize that it all boils down to the possession of money? Without money, all the feelings that you had -- about the affecting and wondrous atmosphere of London, about this world and about me -- would not be so memorable! They would -- or could -- have been miserable!


Kelly, on another related and significant note, I want to write about Tokyo. Have you, yes, visited this gay city in the Orient yet? Tokyo is a gay city without equal -- where men cheat women and themselves -- compulsively! They have no memories of its past. They are totally enthralled and absolutely absorbed by the here and now. Male Tokyo residents have no time for history -- for a sense of the world's events, ideas and personalities in times past. (This is true in spite of all those annual or regular visits made by male residents to ancient temples and shrines and other historical and cultural sites -- including, too, their fevered and fervent participation or involvement in yearly mass events that embrace ritualistic, cultural or religious activities of reverent celebration or commemoration.)


The male Tokyo residents have been absorbed by, and into, the present postmodern "reality" of capitalism -- of, to repeat, mass consumerism, materialism, mass culture and commercialism. This includes what should be, in times past, regarded and respected as, the "private" and personal sphere of their sexual lives too. Feelings? What feelings do these male Tokyo residents have? Their sexual "feelings" are concocted, manufactured, distributed, produced and consumed en masse. Their forms of sexual behaviour are methodical, planned, mechanical and, hence, impersonal. They are compulsively conformist, uniform and repetitive. And there are simply too many fakeries and gimmickries that are involved in these male Tokyo residents' sex lives. Oh, these poor, sad, pitiful, plodding perpetual masturbators!


Kelly, you're supposed to adapt (by precisely NOT adapting) to this fucking capitalist postmodern world. You must, in other words, RESIST "IT". Are you intelligent enough to do it? Yes, RESIST "IT"! (That's how I, dear Kelly -- and you should know it surely! -- have been able to SURVIVE all these long years [since I first met you in a government office as a new colleague; and then sometime later (for the second time, yes, but unexpectedly so !) -- and also inexplicably and -- perhaps, regrettably --unproductively too! -- at a big furniture exhibition at the old World Trade Centre; and, lastly, since I last saw you in a bowling alley at the old Leisure Drome in Kallang].





PART THREE



3. Track No. 3:


On the Road To Find Out

(How Good You Really Are!)



Kelly, you're too extroverted for me: you live, basically, a thoroughly EXTERNAL life. You like the world outside or around you unquestioningly, and, yes, too easily, and too much! You have no inner life and world of your own (or do you really?) -- into which you can genuinely withdraw, from time to time, when you are "ALL alone"! And that's the whole fucking point, Kelly: you are NEVER alone! You are so intelligent that you willingly and repeatedly let ALL these significant OTHERS -- yes, ALL these invisible (to me, dear!) busybodies (of which, dear, you, too, are still one!) "up there" (and always listening, talking, and "watching" -- forever eavesdropping!) -- from the System, the Network, the National Company, the National Organization, etc. -- dictate, rule, decide, censor and control your every thought, action, speech and behaviour in your own life (including, dear, your own "significant" inner life).


Or have you no volition to demand -- yes, to ASSERT -- your right to an inner life? No privacy left? Then you must settle the GREAT POLITICAL QUESTION of our time! Not by force (although I myself came from, and was influenced by, the physically and emotionally demonstrative and protesting Sixties) but by the POWER of truth-telling (through ARTISTIC EXPRESSION) -- based upon, not just your own CONSCIENCE but your sense of JUSTICE and power of REASONING too! That's where you, Kelly, have failed me -- and yourself!


You want to come to face-saving and self-approving terms with your past (including, especially, your "love" or romantic life) -- when you realized and recognized that I had hesitated in making you my own -- for defensible reasons of my own! Yes, you tried to explain away -- you had tried to justify -- my eventual or final failure to show conclusive, decisive and responsive (in a positive and favourable sense -- that would serve your self-interest) behaviour in our "relationship" then -- by casting me -- ever since I left you then -- as a "TIMID" villain in that sorrowful, regrettable "love" story of your own making -- as a, in other words, "GUTLESS" and "HOPELESS" man who had "failed" to be a "real man"! (Well, my dear Kelly, do you mean: To win your heart? To win you over to my side? But, Kelly, honestly, and in an enlightened and knowing disposition -- especially recently and lately -- and with the benefit of hindsight, how would -- indeed how could -- that be possible, really?)


Well, Kelly, events have proved that I am nothing of that sort -- a so-called "loser" in matters of sex or love! I've no need to prove to you at all (yes, even right at the beginning of our "budding" but non-blossoming "affair" or relationship -- and certainly not now, or any further)! Surely, by now, you should accept and recognized that I'm my own man! As my sweet dear friend Fann once said (to me and about me): You are always thinking! (The problem is, do you too?)


So, Kelly, that's me for you! I'll always be an uncommon thinking man (even among other uncommon thinking men!) -- trying hard to exercise my inborn faculties, my volition, and my cultivated sensibilities and qualities -- in order NOT to just or merely SURVIVE, EXIST or, worse still, SUBSIST ( in this capitalist postmodern world) but also to LIVE, PLAY and WORK WELL -- yes, on my own rules, terms and conditions -- and in my own thoughtful, quiet, humble, sensitive, sensible, unassuming and extremely serious (often, happily, irreverently and pleasantly so, most of the time!) -- and also highly COMBATIVE, in so many "stubborn" -- or perhaps, I should say, defiant, persistent, insistent and determined -- ways (whenever it is required). The purpose is to protect my personal integrity and self-respect, and also my primary or major goals in life.




PART FOUR


4. Track No. 4:



Be What You Really Are (and Must Be) --

Not What You're Supposed To Be



Kelly, this is not another discursive excursion into "swinging" London (in love with itself; or you with it?). It is about my VIRILE challenges to the invisible busybodies and meddlers ("up there") -- all "merely" and "meaningfully" (and menacingly)listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping phonies! No mere (or mean or meaningful) expectation here or there (or anywhere) on my part to just survive! (Even in a sarcastic, thoroughly irreverent and defiant manner!) No, for me, I must also live well, play well, and work well! Keep on coming, these ubiquitous (and officially licensed) bastards! (Tell that to your cunning and noisy -- and noisome! (oh, dry but unclean?) -- colleagues (females and males): yes, all those invisible (and so risible!) busybodies and meddlers ("up there")!


Different images; different voices; different moods; different atmospheres; different feelings; different thoughts! But machines have no soul! No real feelings, not even a little! It's all industrial (albeit, sometimes, industrious) planning and military methods! Kelly, it is all meaningless! All mechanical, robotic and highly infectious bugs -- and forever sucking human blood! Where is the spontaneous, unsophisticated, even naive -- but intuitively pointed sense of fun? To have a large portion of the big Economic Pie? Eat it, then, tell your terrifically invisible pussies and pricks! (Oh, for, and to, an august audience of well-meaning "pansies", "sissies" and "limp-wristed" wastrels, should I be using -- so irrational! -- such violent, abusive, insulting and ill-mannered but jarringly contorted verbal expressions -- especially coming from someone so refined, educated, cultured and cultivated? Surely I can communicate with you, dear Kelly, in a much more delicate, refined, wholesome, healthy-minded, subtle, polite, persuasive, courteous, inoffensive, respectful, well-mannered, pleasant, presentable and non-egoistic manner? Tit for tat? But surely did you not ask for it, Kelly?)


Kelly, who is the real "me" -- the "unkind" soul (now, or at the present moment, and also back then in those years gone by and who, for an unduly long time, was stupidly forced to be so clean-cut, unnaturally and overly mild-mannered, and, furthermore, too gentlemanly -- for his own good, no?); or the genuinely present-day ever-kind one-and-only Nikos Chua (who was supposedly so "mean" to you then -- as obliquely implied by none other than you yourself -- and who is presently now such a completely revitalized and supremely confident and, yes!, soon-to-be long-haired ageing Senior Citizen)? Yes, a wary, self-aware and knowledgeable man, thinking (meaning: questioning) citizen, and a highly skillful -- verbally -- and potent (intellectually) writer in his mellowing mid-fifties who, nonetheless, somehow, still feels it necessary to make his vital philosophical and political stand (yes, the public goal, point, statement and purpose -- of his own private or personal life) eventually known, publicly and openly -- without reservation, hesitation and apology of any kind! How would he do that? By becoming, probably, the first genuinely (i.e., truly, really, sincerely and authentically -- yes, in other words, soulfully!) local-born and basically self-educated and English-speaking Chinese-Singaporean hippie-author-thinker (well, if not in outward or physical appearance -- including the clothes that he would be wearing on that intended special occasion)! This would be in contrast to all those long 36 years in the past when he was mostly, and highly, physically undemonstrative in his personal life and behaviour! But this would certainly NOT be so when it comes to the length of his hair -- yes, on his "big" and "swollen" head, of course! -- on that particular moment of enlightenment, realization and truth-showing, come that day!


Kelly, ageing hippies like me don't "swing" (in London or here in Singapore); we just rock (and roll) with the good or bad times -- which can always be now, right? -- and with our good old proud hippie soul! And we will rock THEM hard -- by making free love (uncorrupted and uncontaminated by the Military-Industrial Personnel with their tainted inferiority complexes)!


We were young then -- simply and almost absolutely in love with the simple Idea -- based on the image of people and places -- and on the sound and voices of songs and singers (like Scott McKenzie's touching paean to the Californian city San Francisco and its wholehearted and effusive welcome to peace-loving visitors -- or the electric folk-rock group The Mamas and the Papas' compellingly evocative Californian Dreamin') in the Sixties -- bearing the hopeful message of love and peace, and inviting us all, again hopefully, to share our class-divided and caste-ridden lives together as fellow brothers and sisters.

Too much importance, really, placed on, or attached to, a "sense" of that place -- or any place, Kelly. That "sense" of a place is determined by TIME -- not by the concrete actualities and practical details of that place by themselves. It's almost about what you yourself really are, at a particular point on the time-scale of your life -- biologically, culturally and historically (or chronologically)!


In the Sixties, there was this simple Idea -- not so much evocative but provocative -- that the younger generation (led by leaders of the hippies' and the protesting students' "counter-culture" movement) should challenge and question the conservative, tradition-bound and Established status quo (with all its stuffy, stifling, repressive and unbearably conventional attitudes, platitudes, beliefs and values -- especially social and moral ones)! Those places in the Sixties in the U.S. where hippies congregated -- like the Californian city San Francisco and that explosive locale for the rock-loving and peace-loving generation, Woodstock (in upstate New York) -- reflected this simple provocative Idea (of challenging and questioning outdated and old-established mores, values and attitudes -- as they have been rendered irrevelant or overtaken by the new changing times).


The (rock) music might have stopped playing now but, at one time, it reflected, loudly, boldly, clearly and infectiously, this "new" Idea of what should -- and could -- have happened (if only the listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping Establishment figures and heads had genuinely and positively responded to it by "meddling" -- in the right way, as listening, talking, "watching" and eavesdropping "busybodies" (from "up there") -- that is, yes, by honestly changing the System to reflect their honest acceptance and sincere affirmation, without conditions and reservations, of, precisely, this very "new" Idea -- of a non-conformist life-style, led by self-governing and self-ruling citizens (of the world), according to unconventional values, personal convictions and individualistic attitudes! Its message -- as a fundamental principle of both personal and collective living, in this imperfect world that still sadly and regrettably (for me, at least, as a believer in philosophical anarchism) requires -- or faces -- national governments of all kinds): Self-respecting and self-knowing individualism (but allied to self-disciplining and self-unifying personal efforts and application) is the real SOCIAL GLUE! Don't let these conservatives-cum-traditionalists-cum-capitalists fool or deceive you when they pronounce that it is GROUP CONFORMITY and UNTHINKING OBEDIENCE that will seal our treasured society! (Yes, but where is the freedom then -- after such social sealing and treasured security?)


Kelly, you loved present-day "swinging" London so much (certainly not the city which had existed and was inadvertently but expectedly inspired and thus promoted by the popularity of The Beatles in their heyday in the Sixties then -- during which other cities, like New York and San Francisco, were also all inspired by the spirit, soul and energy not only of The Beatles but also those of the hippies too). But did you not know this present-day London embodies NOT the spirit, soul and aspiration of the hippie generation then but of present-day exploitative, hoarding, receptive, and unproductive postmodern capitalists -- with their fevered and fervent promotion, championing and cultivation of money-making, materialism, mass culture, mass consumerism and commercialism?

Emotionally, you were drawn to lovely "London in Love". (Was it the music, later, that you were listening to -- and which was affecting your recalling of that day or night or moment in London then that misled you into such an "impressed" and "impressive" opinion of or personal regard for London? Oh, so much feelings -- all instigated by a very evocative city indeed!) But is it all there is to it, Kelly -- when one visits a foreign city, especially for the first time? Yes, intellectually, you had no consciousness of what London could be -- for a thinking person (like me)! Should London -- or could it -- not be provocative too? Why, I ask you: Is London all about you yourself (yes, your responses and feelings for the place, etc.) -- or is it just about the place itself -- yes, by itself)?

No one you, presumably, had met, in this "swinging", music-loving and lovely city, London -- yes, it seems to me, on reflection -- would probably have, and unprompted too, volunteered to want a keen, perceptive and intelligent response from you, dear, by expressing their curiosity, inquisitiveness or sheer interest to you, in person (and were there such Londoners who were so bothered enough to do so?) by asking you: What are the rest of the world's cities -- which you had been visiting diligently during your year-long sojourn in the world at large -- doing ? Your Singapore? What about Calcutta? Stockholm? Tokyo? Could it be so, Kelly?


Tokyo! Let's not talk about that gay city again! But I want to make a final remark: Tokyo is not even a city in love with itself but one for those who love perverted, weird and disturbing sex (all centred on masturbation)! Gay Tokyo is, too bad, neither evocative nor provocative -- especially for a thinking and intuitive man like me (who is basically NOT an obsessive lover and undiscerning admirer -- but just an intelligent and appreciative user -- of modern technology and its inventions and mechanical products). Yes, Tokyo is a city virtually dominated by electricity-supplied and electricity-operated machines and gadgets. My hippy outlook and artistic soul simply don't fit in there! The male residents of Tokyo neither feel nor think! It's all about reacting (with, basically, their physical or bodily sensations -- and in their own heartless, soulless, and mindless ways of INTER-ACTING with (or, to me, unresponsive "responding" to) the damn fucking electronics- and electricity-based machines and mechanical gadgets! Oh, Heavens! What an infantile dream-world and "amusing" playground for youngish minds who, I contend, willl never truly grow up!It's all about mechanical playthings and mechanized living -- with the mainstream life of its residents driven perpetually by an obsessively computerized life-style!


Yes, Kelly, to dear old me (and I'm admittedly getting on in age), this Westernized, modernized and yet still Oriental city -- and its discordant and disharmonious life-style is notably bizarre! (And, yes, this is the land of Zen Buddhism!) But truly, I find all this material development unreal -- in a land noted for spiritual development! It is, quite simply, surreal! (And that's my humble judgement!) It does not even resemble a historically memorable city-scape and environment that is built in the cultural "form" of -- and as an architectural "substance" in, yes, a grand work of artistic and soulful expression -- by those involved or responsible for the construction or maintenance or even renewal of a modern city! Rather, it's an overly-rated (and, perhaps, too highly-populated) city which, having been expanded -- probably in an unthinking manner? no? -- into a large dream-park -- and now regarded and treated by its inhabitants or residents as a fanciful playground or theme-park or as a supposedly desirable and representative microcosm in our bizarre postmodern capitalist dream-world! What do you think is my own personal stand on our own idea of wanting to be regarded and treated as a global city? (Or are we already one? So many capitalist mouth-pieces with their enduring and, of course, mainstream, postmodern attitudes and outlook and values from the Singapore Establishment!)

THE POLITICS AND SCIENCE OF MODERN GOVERNMENTS (OR, HOW TO CONTROL THE CITIZENS' MINDS -- THROUGH THE USE OF MODERN TELECOMMUNICATIONS TECHNOLOGY))

OF ORBITING

COMMUNICATIONS

SATELLITES, TRAVELLING

RADIO SIGNALS AND WAVES,

RESPONDING

BRAIN ELECTRICAL IMPULSES,

OPERATING

WIRELESS SURVEILLANCE

TECHNOLOGIES, RELAYING

ELECTRONIC IMAGES AND

VOICES, AND A HOPELESSLY

BRAINWASHED SOCIETY!

Mistakenly but perhaps inevitably, relativity became confused with relativism .... No one was more distressed than Einstein by this public misapprehension.

-- PAUL JOHNSON, "A Relativistic World"
MODERN TIMES: The World from the Twenties to the Nineties
(Revised Edition) [New York: HarperCollins Publishers, 1991]


Electric charge is an inherent property of matter.

Electronic inter-communication, inter-connecting and inter-linking human beings over a distance, is made possible by the use of communications satellites orbiting above the earth -- relaying (receiving and transmitting) radio signals or waves or beams to and from and among their points or locations on earth, with the help of ground stations on earth (electrical installations).

Such radio and television communications systems carry and relay radio and television signals (electronic images and voices; or electronic pictures and sounds) through space by radio waves.

Modern governments can control our citizens' brains -- with their electrical impulses -- with the transmission and reception of such electric radio signals, which affect and influence our mental activities: our consciousness; our sensations; our thoughts; our speeches; our memories; our emotions; our character; our behaviour; and our skills.

Used by modern governments against detainees (political or criminal), such telecommunication technology and surveillance techniques, based on communications satellite systems, and using some, or a combination or all of these electronic systems, devices and instruments (such as radio, handphone, broadcasting and telecasting), can be employed as the basis for brainwashing (IN OFTEN IRRATIONAL AND BRUTISH WAYS) troublesome, unruly, disruptive and other targetted citizens -- by isolating them, by (personally) humiliating them, by disorientating them, by (systematically) indoctrinating them, and by (alternately ) punishing and rewarding these victims, whose individual wills are subjected to such political manipulation, generally without their knowledge, and against their wishes.

PERSONAL COMMENTARY:

For more than 36 long years now, the Singapore Government has been trying to brainwash me. It is against my wishes indeed -- and hence I'm unhappy and unwilling to be such a victim. It is also done without my knowledge -- and hence I "can't tell pork from veal"! I have, for too long, been working, playing and living poorly in the dark. But I will tell you this -- positively: I will not let myself be subjected to any such political manipulation any further by Singaporean politicos!

I'm going to dig out the crucial identities and personal particulars of ALL those men (and, especially, women) who are -- and have been -- behind the (main) scene taking place on the front stage -- from their secret hide-outs at the backstage (controllong and influencing the events of my life -- as well as my ideas and my personality, since when they first came into the picture of my life -- from, yes, to repeat, way back when?).

All those wasted, lost and missing years ago -- and I was totally in the dark ("couldn't tell pork from veal," truly!)! And only now do I have any recourse to set things right and in the proper order of my values, principles and rights!

Yes, I'm turning to myself for help! I'm my own best source of help! (Who can really aid me, in any way?) I understand my own needs, goals, values, principles, views and rights better than anyone else! And what do I know about this small country and its people? That it is divided by such differences as race, religion, sect, clan, language, dialect, sectarianism and fanaticism! And that it requires a ruler who knows economics and the scienceof administration!

I know best my own manly abilities and virtues -- such as courage, confidence, resourcefulness, self-understanding, ambition, and my indomitable spirit and strong desire for attaining achievement as a dissenting modernist working-class writer!

I wish Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle are in charge or control! They are at least more accessible to a writer and intellectual like me! Yes, more mature and wiser enough to perform their tasks and roles -- in productive unison and harmonious synchronisation -- oh! that's the way! [Not in the way of those childish, boyish, girlish, playful and infantile -- but extremely cruel "human beings" who didn't -- and still don't -- know what is RESPECT and PRIVACY (especially for a thinking Senior Citizen like me)!]

Yes, these controllers are HYPOCRITES! Hypocrisy is the greatest crime of all! It is the cause of so much human sufferings, miseries, anger, pain, hurt, sorrow, bitterness, misfortunes, destruction (of the self and of others) and even death! (Hey, Tan Hong Huat, you're full of it! Do you know what it means to have harmony, beauty, originality, independence, individuality, neatness, democracy, liberty, opportunity, honesty, truthfulness, and unyielding hope? Yes, for those determined to live, play and work well? Do they have them -- as much as I do? By, and through, sheer resistance and persistence!) And by what kind of power -- and what kind of leaders -- are we going to be ruled? Traditional? Religious? Racial? Economic? Military? Or the great ELITE? (who has acquired the ideology and the techniques and, and above all, the VERNACULAR of modern Western politics!).

First Statement On My Intention Now:

I declare that I prefer to remain as I am now -- admittedly at a financial and logistical disadvantage -- rather than to sell myself to the fucking PAP Singapore -- especially when it is at its most egregious moment!! I just want to fight for my self-respect and to defend my own privacy and rights! (Especially at home in my own house!) That's all I've got to say!

To paraphrase Neil Young:

The first thing you people have to understand about me is that no one -- not even any "leader" from the PAP Government or The Establishment -- tells me what to do! Never! It's just NOT going to work! I'm not going to listen, simple as that! What I'm saying is that I don't give a damn! Never have! Never will! And I do what I do, and I always have done! It's all I can do! I can't do anything else! If that means fighting against the Establishment over every article or book every time I write, then that's the way it's gotta be! It doesn't really bother me! You can't stand still! You don't stop, ever! If you stop, you're dead! And I'm not ready for that!

So I keep writing! And I don't care what people think! I just want to keep writing! I want to keep my mind sharp, my heart sensitive, my body alive, and my senses alert. Hey, that's my work! Working well! And to live well? My aim of living well has a criterion -- of genuine value! And to play well? Happiness, for me, must lie --always! -- in the present (as an achievement!).

Second Statement On My Intention Now:

I'm struggling as an independent, freedom-loving and thinking individualist against the collective spirit of a whole society (as determined by the elitist Establishment) -- sadly fettered by modern organizations, modern unreflectiveness and modern popular passions. (Are you listening to me, and receiving this new truth of mine -- my precious thoughts -- with a positive and respectful responsiveness?)

I've supposedly or allegedly "dangerous" thoughts about our social and political system and they are worried and fearful that I'll "infect" all these square holes and strait-laced roses (and yet still many others who're all too compromised by the system -- yes, to the hilt!) with my civilised "discontents" -- that's the position of someone who has been, for too long and inexplicably -- to yours truly, considered (i) a round peg in a square hole; and (ii) a horny thorn among the strait-laced roses (in the female comunity of the Estabnlishment)!

To paraphrase all those romantic singers and lyricists:

I'm a man who will fight for the honour of those square holes and strait-laced roses -- for the glory of LOVE! Ha! Ha! Ha! [Well, those Ladies in Red are certainly more desirable -- surely more honorable and gloriously memorable -- than those Ladies of the Night, who were -- at least and in reality and in actual practice -- AT (and BY) my side, and with whom I'd penetrative sexual intercourse in such a fitting manner! -- ah yes!, those wonderful Asian (especially and most recently, Chinese) Beauties that I've been patronizing for so long now!]

On Meeting the Wise (And Invisible) Leaders of the Singapore Establishment/Government

WHERE I LIVE,

LIFE GETS BETTER!


(Even though these invisible "people" up there -- always listening and othen talking -- are going to continue to be so intrusive, invasive and maybe even abusive...)

QUESTIONS FROM

THE ESTABLISHMENT

(AND MY CONFIDENT REPLIES):


ISD/SPF/MSD/PAP/SG:

Fucker, you're feeling so safe and secure -- ensconced inside your writer's "office" -- your "mountain-island hide-out" -- filled with various documents and evidences (paper ones!) of governmental lies, misdeeds and crimes -- do you know that your old relative also knows about your "plight"? -- yes!, I urge you to share this knowledge of government excesses and criminalities with the Singapore public!

I don't count on your preserving our dignity, self-respect, honour and self-image (yes, to let us NOT be deflated -- in terms of our fuckingly BIG, BIG EGOs)!

Well, let the public READ what you will reveal in your blogs, you blockhead and numskull! But what else can they do?

It's just coffeetable talk!

Let them overstuff themselves with all your "revealing" fuckshits! [For that is what they really are -- all your "important revelations"! For we'll prove, beyond all reasonable doubts, that you are just an ex-psycho who is also, yes, only a bitter ex-MSD employee (hmm...) out to create trouble and mischief for the PAP Government, by resurrecting old events and old "criminal" cases of what you, a registered psycho at Woodbridge, are going to tell the public about -- the so-called "truth" behind all this VENEER of Propriety, Goodness and highly-trained Ability -- by framing the PAP Government for its so-called abuses of power and for misleading the public with its attempt to disguise and cover up its past misdeeds!]

David Chua Chuan Seah :

Hey, you buggers! I fuck the PAP and SG leaders with a clear and good conscience -- just what you idiotic and moronic bastards deserve! That's why I'm resisting you people!

PAP/MSD/ISD/SPF/SG :

Why do you NOT support ex-Preident Bush of the United States?

My Damning Answer:

To quote Winston Churchill, the great British Statesman (of war-time Great Britain): "The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that, once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events."

Sirs, with due respect, isn't that what was exactly happening in the War in Iraq?

PAP/SG/ISD/SPF/MSD :

Why do you still insist on being a dissenter?

My Honest, Refined, Manly, Gentle and Intelligent Reply:

To quote Edward R. Murrow (pioneer Western TV journalist): "We must not confuse dissent with disloyalty. When the loyal opposition (and that includes dissenters who aren't political opponents from a political party -- my own comment...) dies, I think the soul of a country dies with it." Think about it!

Members of Singapore's Arts, Culture, Literary and Academic (and Journalistic) Community:

Should one's ENERGY (assuming one has that kind of exuberance and infectious ENERGY in the first place) -- yes, should one's enthusiastic energy, as a writer (or as a member of the Arts, Culture, Literary, Academic and Journalistic Community), be MOSTLY, or if at all, DRIVEN by one's INTELLECT primarily?

My Artistically Challenging (Because Unlicensed) Reply:

Primarily, of course! The trouble with the local press is that it is a supine and acquiescient part of the government-controlled mass media in Singapore!

PAP Government Leaders/Postmodern Members of the Establishment:

Hey, you fucking bastard! Be realistic! We can't tell people the truth! Get that into your fucking head!

David Chua Chuan Seah :

I dispute that claim: I can still tell the truth -- yes, to tell it like it is! I am not one of you people! I know which side I am on. Otherwise, we will all become mad!

MY LAST WORD ON MY RECENT IMPRISONMENT AT QUEENSTOWN PRISON, SINGAPORE

THE WINDS OF CHANGE --

BLOWING FINALLY AT

QUEENSTOWN REMAND

PRISON


THE MOMENT OF TRUTH-

TELLING

BY A DISSENTING WRITER

WITH A VOICE OF

CONSCIENCE


OF THIS TIME, OF THAT PLACE,

IN THE EVENT, UNDER

THE CIRCUMSTANCES --

IN THE END, A GLORIOUS

AFFIRMATION OF MYSELF --

AS A MAN, HUMAN BEING,

CITIZEN AND

UNCOMPROMISING,

NON-CONFORMIST

WORKING CLASS WRITER



When the children sing, then the new world begins ....
No more presidents, and all the wars will end!

-- WHITE LION, When The Children Cry


"Truth crushed to earth shall rise again," and the opinion which would finally result from investigation does not depend on how anybody may actually think. But the reality of that which is real does depend on the real fact that investigation is destined to lead, at last, if continued long enough, to a belief in it.

-- CHARLES S. PIERCE (1839 - 1914), "How To Make Our Ideas Clear" (1878)



Where was I and what was I doing during the last two months?

I HAD last posted my independent blog entry sometime in February 2009. What was the lapse into (expected and predictable?) silence all of a sudden all about?

Yes, I was indeed arrested by the law enforcement authorities -- not presumably for my political writings but for the alleged criminal offence of shoplifting [to which I had pleaded guilty to the Honourable judges in our Kangaroo Court and for which I was sentenced to nearly 2 long, monotonous months, from 18.2.2009 to 15.4.2009, in jail at Queenstown Prison (where I was unfortunate enough to have met the "Psycho from Chicago" -- a truly sick bastard! -- at the Sick Bay). This period of imprisonment included, at the beginning, a bizarre 13 days of incarceration at the IMH, where I was remanded in the ward specifically designed for observation, by the psychiatrists, of those who are suspected to be "criminally insane"! (This was the ward where, on the last night of my stay there, I was so emotionally affected that I cried unabashedly and declared, to myself -- or to perhaps anyone out there, yes, the invisible listeners and talkers! -- that my greatest wish then is to emigrate to the Land of the Free -- America! To seek fame, fortune and freedom!)

In the early weeks of my imprisonment at Queenstown Remand Prison, I kept asking myself and those invisible bastards, repeatedly, like a hippie from Sixties slowly getting stoned: Why am I here? What am I doing here? I shouldn't be here! Well, dear fellow readers and bloggers, I survived all that basically boring prison experiences and here I am, once again, letting it all hang out -- with renewed energy and enthusiasm and a stronger sense of purpose. (But the sheer boredom was a blessing in disguise: The time spent there could have been one of the -- or even THE -- worst experiences of my life -- had those invisible bastards succeeded in executing their crazed "scenarios"!)


And why wasn't it so? Thank Heavens (who else?) for what took place in my prison cell as a member of the Artistic Community of the human race! For I was able, inadvertently or unintentionally, to cause a great commotion or stir or upheaval in this great damn prison building -- inside one of this Queenstown Remand Prison cell, where I stunned the no-nonsense prison officers -- and by extension, all the dull Singapore Government authoritative figures -- with a masterly virtuoso artistic performance on my drumming kit -- in fact, none other than the plastic kit box used to contain our prison belongings -- with such emotional sensitivity and power and undeniable artistic integrity, as I beat away at my "drum" loudly, confidently and authoritatively -- for two amazing days and one glorious night! It was indeed History made in prison by a special citizen and winning writer! Yes, that prison-cell's location for my artful "drum-beating" in a magical two-day-and-one-night session was for a thorough and combined display of my powerful, confident and resurgent mind, heart, soul and bodily sensations! It was a wonderful affirmation of myself -- as a man, human being, citizen and writer! Needless to say, for daring to display such "offensive" and "insubordinate" show of rebellion, attitude and ill-discipline, I was duly punished under internal prison rules and regulations! But what a triumph of my indomitable spirit! (And what an impressive surprise it was -- to even my own self!)

Well, one of these days in my old age, as the sun shines down on the placid water of a lake (on whose shore I would be resting by in one of those fine days of my retirement), a question would be asked by a child of tomorrow: Why did you do it? Why? And I would reply to this child by my side: Well, in the fucking prison cell,I just did what I did, what I had to do -- instinctively, emotionally, and intuitively: I simply reacted and responded to the agitated state of mind I was in at that time; to the confused situation I was forced to be put into (namely, being placed into solitary confinement -- after being caught masturbating in another cell by disgusted, disapproving and complaining fellow prison-mates); and, lastly, to the realisation and consciousness of what I would be facing and experiencing if I was brought down -- by those fucking bastardised controllers! -- to the disordered condition of mental and bodily depravation, degradation and devastation -- a reaction based on the fucking "scenarios" suggested to me, by the fucking bastards (those idiotic and moronic invisible controllers!), earlier at IMH's Criminally Insane Wards --during those crazy 13 days of my semi-conscious state of awareness!

Well, I would also tell this child of tomorrow: You gotta make your own kind of music -- as a rock balladeer used to sing -- and sing your own special songs, even if nobody else sing no more! (And I did just that -- beating my special and unique "drum" with total abandon in the fucking prison cell! It turned out to be a tour de force!)

I had started the fire in my heart for the great confrontation ahead! -- with the help of all those penetrating eyes, pervasive ears, and ubiquitous mouths orbiting high up there Stunnng! in the great blue wonderful sky! Stuning! All these important events and happenings occuring inmy own lifeime -- working their tricks on me, all the way right through my whole miserable life so far! And I do wonder, still I greatly wonder: Who will truly stop the damn fucking rain? (A waiter like me? Practising politics? But I'm still in the mood for a great melody -- spinning my songs for the long, long nights ahead! Yes, sing me a song tonight, Piano Man! And I feel the minutes ticking by..... I don't feel the hours as they fly ......

MY LAST WORD ON THESE FUCKING BASTARDS -- THESE INVISIBLE CONTROLLERS:

All of them are imbeciles -- ALL! (Life unbearable? Or work unbearable? Or living itself unbearable?)

Let me tell you this, guys and gals: As long as one can still see the light in the dark (cell), one should be clear, firm, definite, certain, sure and convinced about what one does and says. That is all!

The Grave and Severe Crimes Of Those Who Belong To The Establishment -- And The Appropriate Punishment For These Moronic and Barbaric Human Beings

DAVID CHUA CHUAN SEAH'S
PROPOSED SENTENCES -- AS JUST AND SEVERE PUNISHMENT FOR THOSE MEMBERS OF THE ESTABLISHMENT (WHO ARE GUILTY OF COMMITTING ACTS OF MALIGNITY, WRONGDOING, INEPTITUDE, DISHONESTY, ILLEGALITY AND PERVERSITY AGAINST THE COMPLAINANT -- YOURS TRULY, THE FEARLESS AND INGENIOUS WRITER WHO HAS BEEN MAKING NUMEROUS SHATTERING ACCUSATIONS AGAINST THE ESTABLISHMENT SINCE LAST YEAR):


AN INCOMPLETE LIST OF THE NAMES OF THE CONCERNED DEFENDANTS -- GUILTY, COWARDLY, LYING AND CUNNING SINGAPORE CITIZENS (INCLUDING OFFICERS AND MEMBERS OF THE GOVERNMENT; CORPORATE LEADERS, MEMBERS AND EMPLOYEES; FAMILY MEMBERS AND VARIOUS INDIVIDUALS UP-TO-NOW IN SECRET HIDING) -- AND MY PROPOSED SENTENCES ON THEM:


(A) FAMILY MEMBERS (AS DEFENDANTS) :

1. LOW GEOK SENG (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);


2. DERRICK CHUA SENG SEAH (SENTENCE : 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


3. MIMI CHOONG ( SENTENCE: MAXIMUM 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


4. TAN BEE HONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


5. TAN BEE HAR (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


6. TAN BEE SUAT (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


7. TAN BEE HOON (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


8. TAN BEE HONG'S HUSBAND (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);


9. TAN BEE HAR'S HUSBAND (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);


10. TAN BEE SUAT'S HUSBAND (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);


11. TAN BEE HOON'S HUSBAND (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);


12. TAN HONG CHYE ("HONG CHYE") : (SENTENCE: 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


13. TAN CHEE TIONG ("AH TIONG") : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


14. "AH KEOK" (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


15. TAN THIAN HOCK ("AH HOCK"): (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


16. "AH SOH" ("AH HOCK'S" WIFE): (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


17. TAN CHEE KEONG ("AH HOCK'S" SON) : (SENTENCE: 15 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


18. DON CHUA TIONG SEAH (SENTENCE: 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


19. CHUA KIM LIAN ("AH LENG"): (SENTENCE: 15 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


20. TAN KIM KEE ("AH KEE") : (SENTENCE: 10 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


21. CHAN OI LIN (DERRICK CHUA'S WIFE): (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


22. SET ENG TECK (HUSBAND OF HELEN CHUA CHWEE LIAN, MY ELDER SISTER) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


23. PATRICIA NG EN BEE ("AH BEE"): (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


24. KANE CHEN (HUSBAND OF PATRICIA NG EN BEE) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


25. CHUA THIAM SEAH ("AH THIAM") : (SENTENCE : AT LEAST 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


26. CHUA CHWEE LIAN ("AH HONG"; OR, NESSIE, MY STEP-SISTER) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF OF IMPRISONMENT);


27. CHUA (KIM) LIAN ("AH LIAN", MY ELDER STEP-SISTER) : (SENTENCE: 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


28. LINDA NG EN HOON ("AH HOON") : (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT)

(B) FORMER CLASSMATES AND SCHOOLMATES (AS DEFENDANTS):

(a) NORFOLK PRIMARY SCHOOL:

(i) CHEE LAI KHEONG (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(ii) TAN SIAK SOON (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(iii) WONG MANG KWANG (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(iv) ISKANDER SHAH (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(v) WONG TAT SAN (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT)

(b) VICTORIA SCHOOL:

(i) ONG HOCK TEE (SENTENCE: 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(ii) A. PADMANATHAN (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(iii) TAY CHENG HWEE (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(iv) LEE FOO NAM (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(v) KOK PAK CHOW (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);

(vi) LIM YEW HOCK (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(vii) LEE YEAW BIN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(viii) HENG YAM PENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(ix) (MR) QUAH SIEW HONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(x) CHAN WAI MENG (SENTENCE: 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(xi) GOH MING TUNG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(xii) LEONG FOOK LUEN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(xiii) EDMUND LIM (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(ix) LEONG CHEE WHYE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(x) ONG WEE HOE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(xi) CHEW LOY CHEOW (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);

(C) FORMER COLLEAGUES AND SUPERIORS IN SINGAPORE ARMED FORCES (AS DEFENDANTS):

1. LEE KUM CHEOK (CAPTAIN & OC, KILO COMPANY, SSL, SAFTI: 1972): (SENTENCE: 40 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


2. YAP POON ANN (2ND LIEUTENANT, 2ND OFFICER-IN-CHARGE, KILO COMPANY, SSL, SAFTI: 1972): (SENTENCE: 35 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


3. CHAN KWANG MENG (CORPORAL, PLATOON SERGEANT, ALFA COMPANY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE: 1973) : (SENTENCE: 40 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


4. JEYARATNAM (CORPORAL, SECTION LEADER, ALFA COMPANY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE: 1973 - 1974) : (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


5. TAN KOK CHIANG (CORPORAL, PLATOON SERGEANT, ALFA COMPANY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE : 1973 - 1974) : (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


6. TAN KAI YONG (SERGEANT, COMPANY SERGEANT MAJOR, ALFA COMPANY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE : 1973 - 1974) : (SENTENCE: 35 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


7. TOH CHIN BAN (CORPORAL, SECTION COMMANDER, ALFA COMPANY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE: 1973 - 1974) : (SENTENCE: 40 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


8. KOH WEE KHIANG (SERGEANT, COMPANY SERGEANT MAJOR, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE : 1973 - 1974) : (SENTENCE : 35 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
9. ANG BUCK THO (CORPORAL, SECTION COMMANDER, 'A' COY, SBMT, CHANGI AIR BASE: 1973) : (SENTENCE : 25 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT)

(D) FORMER COLLEAGUES AND SUPERIORS IN MILITARY SECURITY DEPARTMENT, MINDEF (AS DEFENDANTS) :

RETIRED COLONEL (2009) TAN HONG HUAT (CAPTAIN IN 1976); AND DIRECTOR OF TOP SECRET PROJECT (INVOLVING ME AS THE UNWILLING AND UNHAPPY "IMPLANTEE" SINCE 1976) : (SENTENCE: DEATH BY HANGING);

ALSO:

1. MR LEE (INVESTIGATION OFFICER: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


2. HEAD, VETTING SECTION (NAME YET TO BE RECALLED) : 1976: (SENTENCE: 35 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


3. DAVID ONG (INVESTIGATION OFFICER: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 40 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


4. LIEUTENANT ANG (INVESTIGATION OFFICER : 1976) : (SENTENCE: 35 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


5. IRENE FONG (HEAD, REGISTRY: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


6. NANCY LIM (P.A. TO DEPUTY HEAD, MSD : 1976): (SENTENCE: 20 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


7. PHYLLIS BALAKRISHNAN (CLERICAL OFFICER : 1976) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


8. MELINDA CHEW (CLERICAL OFFICER: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


9. (MS) LUM (CLERK: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 5 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


10. (MS) OH (CLERK: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 5 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);


11. (MS) CATHERINE: (CLERK: 1976) : (SENTENCE: 10 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT).

(E) VERY IMPORTANT CORPORATE LEADERS AND PROFESSIONALS (BUSINESSMEN; FINANCIERS; BANKERS; INVESTORS; COMPANY DIRECTORS; ETC. -- AS DEFENDANTS) : WHO BRIBE, EXPLOIT AND CHEAT MEMBERS OF THE LOWER AND MIDDLE CLASSES; WHO MARKET THEIR PRODUCTS AND SERVICES WITH OVERWHELMINGLY EXCESSIVE GREED; AND WHO EVEN HOARD THOSE ITEMS, ASSETS AND/OR PROPERTIES AS "THEIRS" -- IN OTHER WORDS, AS THEIR "LEGITIMATE" WEALTH -- BUT WHICH ARE NOT TRULY THEIRS, AND ARE STILL, NEVERTHELESS, IN THEIR POSSESSION) :

1. MR. NG SER MIANG (SENTENCE : 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
2. MR. TAN HONG HUAT [SENTENCE : 40 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT, TO BE SERVED CONCURRENTLY WITH THE SENTENCE ON TAN HONG HUAT AS CITED IN (D)];
3. MR. KWEK LENG JOO (SENTENCE : 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
4. MR. M. RAJARAM (SENTENCE : 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
5. MR. KOH SOO KEONG (SENTENCE : 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
6. MR. GOPINATH PILLAI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
7. MR. S. CHANDRA DAS (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
8. MR. VIJAY IVENGAR (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
9. MR. SAT PAL KHATTAR (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
10. MR. WONG PENG WAI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
11. MR. THAM POH CHEONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
12. MR. CHUA THAI KEONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
13. MR. ALPHONSUS CHIA (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
14. MR. QUEK CHER TECK (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
15. MR. PATRICK K. K. LEE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
16. MR. CEDRIC CHAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
17. MR. LIM FANG CHEE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
18. MR. THONG PAO-YI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
19. MS. ANGELINE SUPARTO (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
20. MS. LOW SIN LENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
21. MS. QUEK BEE LAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
22. MS. CHONG SIAK CHING (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
23. MS. KATHY LAI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
24. MR. CHIN KON YUEN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
25. MR. NG KIAN SENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
26. MR. RONALD TAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
27. MR. LIM CHIN WAH (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
28. MR. KWAN PECK LENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
29. MR. TAN CHENG HUA (SENTERNCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
30. MR. LAI SECK KHUI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS 0F IMPRISONMENT);
31. MR. HENRY HENG JEE KWANG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
32. MR. HEE JOH LIANG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
33. DR. WONG TAI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
34. MR. ER KWONG WAH (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
35. DR. HONG HAI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
36. MR. LIM JIM KOON (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
37. MR. CHEW KAH CHUAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
38. MR. WONG SIM LAM (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
39. MR. ZHONG SHENG JIAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
40. MR. DAVID TEO (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
41. MR. CLEMENT TANG (SENTRENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
42. MR. NG KAR CHEONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
43. MR. KOH TIAK CHYE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
44. MR. LESLIE K. C. LIM (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
45. MR. EE TAI TING (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
46. MR. KHOR POH HWA (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
47. MR. SAM GOI S. H. (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
48. MR. TAN KIAN CHEW (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
49. MR. PHUA TING HOW (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
50. MR. JOHN CHEN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
51. MR. LIM KEE-MING (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
52. MR. LIM NEO CHIAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
53. MR. LEE BOON HUAT (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
54. MR. GIRIJA PANDE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
55. MR. S. ISWARAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
56. MR. INDERJIT SINGH (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
57. MR. KARAN SINGH THAKRAL (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
58. MR. TONY CHEW (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
59. MR. PHILIP ENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
60. MR. LEE THENG KIAT (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
61. MR. ZULKIFLI BAHARUDIN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
62. MR. WONG FONG FUI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
63. MR. BARRY DESKER (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
64. MR./MS. BACHTIAR KARIM @ LIM EK TJIOE (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
65. MR. CHRIS KOH )SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
66. DR. LIM CHEOK PENG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
67. MR. SAUT HUTAURUK (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
68. MR. PETER TAN (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
69. MR. SUNIL KAUSHAL (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
70. MR. KUOK KOON HONG (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT);
71. MR. YEW SUNG PEI (SENTENCE: 30 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT).

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THE ABOVE-MENTIONED LIST OF NAMES (OF CORPORATE LEADERS AND PROFESSIONALS) WAS PUBLISHED IN THE NONDESCRIPT ANNUAL REPORT, pages : 104 -107 ( 2003/2004) OF THE HIGHLY MYSTERIOUS BUT HIGH-POWERED STEERING COMMITTEES (WITH NETWORKS IN CHINA, INDIA AND INDONESIA) and INCLUDES THE VITAL NAMES OF EXCO MEMBERS (SINGAPORE EDUCATION INTERNATIONAL).

ADDENDUM (ONE):

LIST OF NAMES OF WITNESSES AND OBSERVERS (BOTH FOREIGNERS AND SINGAPORE CITIZENS) TO APPEAR IN COURT IN A PUBLIC TRIAL, BASED ON MY STUNNING AND UNFLINCHING ACCUSATIONS, AGAINST THE SINGAPORE ESTABLISHMENT (AS OFFICIALLY FILED IN COURT DOCUMENTS), OF THEIR FOLLOWING ILLEGAL, UNJUST, DEVIOUS AND CRUEL ACTIONS, NAMELY :

(I) THEIR VIOLATIONS OF MY HUMAN RIGHTS, AS A MAN AND CITIZEN -- THROUGH THE USE OF THEIR DISRESPECTFUL INSULTS, UNFAIR AND IRRATIONAL COMMENTS, DISHONEST CRITICISMS, MORONIC MALTREATMENT AND IDIOTIC (AND VERY INHUMANE) ABUSES; AND,

(II) THEIR DENIAL OF MY RIGHTS AS A PROFESSIONAL TO PRACTISE AND WORK AS A PUBLISHED WRITER (OF PRINTED MAGAZINE ARTICLES AND BOOKS); AND,

(III) HENCE, THE DESTRUCTION, BY THESE SELF-ADMITTEDLY FUCK-SHITTERS, YES, THESE SELF-PROMOTING SURVEILLANCE OFFICERS, FORMER CLASSMATES, AND OTHER TOTALLY IRRELEVANT, INSIGNIFICANT, SUPERFICIAL, FLIPPANT, AND INCONSEQUENTIAL NON-ENTITIES (MASQUERADING AS "GOOD", "ABLE", "FAIR", "HONEST", "CULTURED" AND "INTELLIGENT" (BUT REALLY CUNNING, SMUG AND FINANCIALLY VERY SECURE AND LOADED) JOURNALISTS, FAMILY MEMBERS, AND ALL THE REST OF THESE MAGNIFICENT, UNIFORMED AND METHODICAL FUCKING MACHINES -- WHO CONSTANTLY DEFY AND DENY MY OWN RIGHT TO ATTEMPT, FOR MORE THAN 36 YEARS NOW, TO LIVE, WORK AND PLAY (INCLUDING INDULGING IN SEXUAL FOREPLAY AND INTERCOURSE WITH PRETTY, YOUNG WOMEN) -- WITH RESPECT TO MY NATURAL NEED TO EXPRESS, FREELY AND UNRESTRICTED, MY NATURAL, UNDIVIDED AND DEVELOPING PERSONALITY, CHARACTER, GOALS, PRINCIPLES, IDEAS, EDUCATION, LEARNING, KNOWLEDGE, LIFE-EXPERIENCES, VALUES, VIEWS AND MY PREDOMINANTLY INTROVERTED OUTLOOK AND BEHAVIOUR.

(A) FROM THE ENTERTAINMENT AND MASS MEDIA INDUSTRY

1. MR. BOB DYLAN ;
2. MR. CHRIS HO (WRITER; ROCK MUSICIAN; REBEL; SINGER);
3. MS. SYLVIA TOH PAIK CHOO (COMIC WRITER; TOURIST GUIDE; FREQUENT WORLD-WIDE TRAVELLER);
4. MS. FANN WONG (MOVIE AND TV STAR; AND FASHION MODEL);
5. MR. JACK NEO (MOVIE PRODUCER AND DIRECTOR; IMPRESSARIO; SINGER; NIGHTCLUB COMEDIAN; FAMILY MAN);
6. MS. FELICIA CHIN (TV STAR);
7. MR. CHRISTOPHER LEE (TV AND MOVIE STAR)

(B) FROM THE ARTS , LITERARY AND CULTURAL COMMUNITY

1. MR. SAUL BELLOW;
2. MS. REBECCA CHUA (NOVELIST; FEMINIST AUTHOR; AND SINGLE);
3. MS CATHERINE LIM (NOVELIST; SHORT-STORY WRITER; MOTHER; FEMINIST COMMENTATOR; AND CULTURAL CRITIC);
4. MS KUN BEK (MAGAZINE WRITER; CULTURAL CRITIC; STILL SINGLE)

(C) FROM THE FEMINIST COMMUNITY

1. MS. CONSTANCE SINGAM (FORMER HEAD OF AWARE);
2. MS CLAIRE CHANG (FORMER HEAD OF AWARE);

ADDENDUM (TWO):

THE MOMENT OF MODERNIST TRUTH-TELLING:

ABOUT ME (MYSELF) : DAVID CHUA CHUAN SEAH

I'M AN EXTREMELY WELL-READ, ARTICULATE AND VERY INTELLIGENT NON-CONFORMIST WORKING CLASS WRITER AND VOICE OF DISSENT WITH AN INTELLECTUAL, MORAL, ARTISTIC AND SOCIAL CONSCIENCE. I'M NOT, BY ANY MEANS, AN OBEDIENT, UNDISCERNING AND SUBMISSIVE "MODEL CITIZEN" -- THOUGH, AS FAR AS IT GOES IN PRACTICE, I'M BASICALLY RESPECTFUL, POLITE AND LAW-ABIDING TOWARDS FIGURES OF AUTHORITY. (TO THE POLITICAL AUTHORITIES: PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE MY VALID CONCERNS AND ACCUSATIONS.)

WITH THE SAME WAY OF THINKING AS OTHER EQUALLY RESPECTABLE "MODEL CITIZENS", I'LL TRY TO "TOE" THE PARTY LINE! I'M ANYTHING BUT ODD, RABBLE-ROUSING, ECCENTRIC, WEIRD OR QUIRKY. I'M VERY NORMAL -- AND QUESTIONING AND SKEPTICAL! I'M USUALLY SUSPICIOUS OF POSTMODERNIST CITIZENS (AND FOREIGNERS TOO), WHO LIKE TO LIVE THE PERFECT LIFE -- AS DEFINED BY THEM!

LET ME ENLIGHTEN YOU ON THE PURPOSELESS BEHAVIOUR, PUZZLING HISTORY AND INEXPLICABLE LONG-SUFFERINGS I HAD TO ENDURE DURING THESE PAST 36 YEARS OF MANIPULATED LIFE AS AN "IMPLANTEE".

WHO ASKED YOU ALL TO START IT ALL OVER AGAIN? DIDN'T YOU ALL HAVE IT ALL? WHY CAN'T YOU ALL JUST LEAVE ME ALONE TO MYSELF? TO LIVE MY OWN LIFE, ONCE AGAIN, AS A GENUINE WRITER? WHAT IS ALL THIS UNACCEPTABLE AND BASELESS NONSENSE ABOUT MY BEING A "PAID" GOVERNMENT EMPLOYEE/AGENT? IT IS ONLY WHEN I AM STILL REGARDED, TREATED AND INFLUENCED BY THE CONTROLLERS AS A "GOVERNMENT AGENT" (BUT SOMEHOW STILL NOT PAID FULLY YET -- NOR EVEN WITH ANY PARTIAL AMOUNT OF SALARY AT ALL OR IN ANY WAY) THAT I WILL CONTINUE TO HATE THE SINGAPORE GOVERNMENT VEHEMENTLY!

DO I TOTALLY AGREE WITH PARTY POLITICS? AM I AN ARDENT MODERNIST WRITER -- WITH A SELF-SACRIFICING ATTITUDE? WHAT DO I SUPPORT? (IS IT A CLOSED, INTOLERANT AND SEXUALLY INHIBITED SOCIETY, WHOSE CITIZENS DO NOT RESPECT ELOQUENT AND FOCUSED MODERNISTS LIKE ME?)

WELL, I WOULD BE HAPPY JUST TO "LISTEN" TO THE PARTY! (HA, HA, HA!) LET'S "CONGRATULATE" THE PARTY! (FOR THE "GOOD" WORKS IT HAS DONE -- INCLUDING VULGAR ONES!)

LET'S CELEBRATE THE PERFECT LIFE! POSTMODERNISTS SHOULD NOT DICTATE HOW I, AN UNREPENTANT INDIVIDUALIST -- IN CONTRAST TO A SELF-SATISFIED SUBJECT -- SHOULD LIVE, WORK AND PLAY! FOR THE SAKE OF MY OWN MORAL INTEGRITY, I SHOULD NOT -- BUT I STILL DEFINITELY WOULD, NEVERTHELESS! --CONTINUE TO DISPARAGE OTHER OPPOSITIONISTS -- YES, THOSE WHO PRETEND TO BE WHAT THEY ARE NOT, AND THOSE WHO ARE NOT GOING TO FIGHT FOR THEIR HUMAN RIGHTS, TO BE THEIR OWN AUTHORIAL SELVES (AS INDIVIDUALISTS, AND NOT AS CONFORMING AND COMPROMISING SUBJECTS -- OF THE PARTY!).

DOES POSTMODERNISM -- WITH ITS CULTURAL RELATIVISM -- MEAN THAT WE SHOULD NOT BELIEVE IN ANYTHING? ARE FRAGMENTATION AND DIVERSITY ALWAYS BENEFICIAL? DOESN'T OPPRESSION THRIVE ON THE PRINCIPLE OF "DIVIDE AND CONQUER"?

AUTHOR'S FINAL NOTE:

{THIS UNDENIABLY SERIOUS AND IMPORTANT 16-PAGE DOCUMENT -- WITH FULLY CHARGED VENOM, HATRED, ANGER AND RESENTMENT -- IS PREPARED BY DAVID CHUA CHUAN SEAH, WRITER AND AUTHOR [OF THE FAMOUS "THE DAVID CHUA CHUAN SEAH (DCCS) PAPERS"]; AND NOW RE-POSTED (AS AN EXPANDED, REVISED, RE-EDITED AND AMENDED VERSION) THIS DAY 26 APRIL 2009 (SUNDAY).}