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My imaginarium would be filled with jello castles.

January 28, 2010 · Leave a Comment

This was awesome. The jokes were subtle and corny, the british accent was strong, and the times were old and rotten. Got to love a movie with all these elements. Heath Ledger was fun to watch, Christopher Plummer was like the grandpa I wished I had, Andrew Garfield made me fall in love, Verne Troyer was snarky and Lily Cole was just oh-so-pretty to look at. Thirty minutes into the show, and I found myself asking out loud (repeatedly, much to the annoyance of the girl next to me), “Where’s Johnny Deppppppppppppp?”

And there he was. In his less-than-five-minutes glory. But glory, nonetheless. Oh I am so in love with Johnny Depp (enough for me to fathom the idea of sitting through Alice In Wonderland when it comes out in March).

And then there was Jude Law. And then Colin Farrell. Now, the last choice was just… bizarre. But maybe it’s because I never understood the charms of this Farrell person. Jude Law and his horribly receding hairline is still sexy, in some ways.

So the movie was pretty enjoyable. It made me miss Heath Ledger, like how This Is It made me miss Michael Jackson. The pity.

And seeing how I’ve caught Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs just yesterday, I am now certain that I want my imagination to be filled with jello castles, dogs and cats.

Man I wish they made the show in 3D.

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Truly Inspired.

January 14, 2010 · Leave a Comment

True inspiration. I never thought a movie could impart that much. As cheesy as it sounds, as propaganda-filled as it may have been and as whatever-other-cynical-thought-you-can-come-up-with-to-dismiss-the-story, I think of no possible way to dismiss the years a person loses, the life that passes by, and the strength that one comes out with at the end of it.

Numerically, 27 years is a lot. But then there are so many other events and incidents that cannot be quantified. The people lost, conversations never had, celebrations with friends, and sunsets missed. We will probably never have to suffer the way Mandela did, 9,000 days in a tiny cell, and thankfully so. But how often do we stop and appreciate the moments we’re blessed with, to do good with our time, whatever good may be?

9,000 days later, he came out “ready to forgive the people who put him in.” Then I realized, there’s a reason why this man was one of my heroes when I was only 7. I didn’t know the extent of his strength and willpower then, and am grateful that I do now. And what better time than now to realize the time lost, the opportunities missed, and the silly mistakes spent on inconsequential worries.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

And this, is true inspiration.

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Yes, it’s already dead.

January 9, 2010 · 1 Comment

I didn’t want to write about this till I was done with Eating Animals. Figured it’d be more of an educated post if it was after the completion of the book. But tonight’s events were so inspiring, something had to be done. So here goes the not-so-educated post involving Eating Animals. I’ll correct myself later upon completion of said brilliant book. Till then, this will have to do.

Meet Mr. Shark’s Fin Soup.

Seated at the dinner tonight, a tiny debate arose when the dish was served. 5 of us refused our bowls. 2 of them eventually caved in. Because they weren’t people I knew on a personal basis, I didn’t put up much of a fight. But the reason why they eventually downed the bowl was so familiar, it was eerie.

“It’s already dead.” or “Just because we don’t eat it, doesn’t mean others won’t.”

Yes, it’s already dead. Never mind the fact that if we all did our part and chose not to support the trade, there would be no need to even serve the dish at dinners because even if they tried to, nobody would consume it, which means it wouldn’t have had to die.

Yes, other people will eat it. Sadly, there will always be others who will eat it. There will also always be people in this world who will steal, rob, murder, break people’s hearts, cheat, and other things/activities that you won’t feel good doing. So if others are doing it, why not join in? If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em right?

I’ve given myself such excuses, if not for the matter of shark’s fin, definitely for the matter of eating animals. Simply because it’s so much easier. I don’t want to hurt anything, so I’ll try not to eat meat. But there’s my friend’s wedding coming up, and there’s the class barbecue I’ve been looking forward to, and not forgetting the fact that most of my friends eat meat, and well, I’ll be such a wet blanket if I insisted on not eating meat. Just this once. Everyone’s doing it anyway. Besides, the chicken/cow/pig/fish/whatever other moving thing is already dead. No surprises that I only managed to keep up the semi-vegetarian state for 2 years.

Volunteering at the SPCA and discovering my crazy passion for animals made me realize I really love animals. And also that I couldn’t call myself an animal lover when I ate them every single day of my life. There’s a dilemma. But, well, the market won’t implode and collapse just because I didn’t eat animals. They’re already dead, right?

Once we start giving ourselves excuses, I guess we never really stop. There will always be that obstacle in the way. There will always be “another time” or “somewhere else”.

Heard at the same dinner, “But what about this guy? You won’t eat shark’s fin but you’re eating this fish right?”

“Yes, but at least it’s not endangered. I just don’t want to eat endangered animals because it just makes things worse.”

It’s a good thing that some bother to, at the very least, spare the endangered animals. Not everyone can be vegan. In fact, most probably can’t. And for good or valid reasons. There will never be a day when animals will no longer be eaten by humans. Now that line was strange, to say the least. Because, well, humans are animals. But that’s another story altogether. So, there will never be a day when we completely stop eating animals. At least the endangered species are being conserved as best they can with people like that – people who don’t eat endangered animals because it’s wrong.

And Jonathan Foer is right. I’m not trying to convert the world into vegetarians. I’m not even trying to convince you to join me in my quest. Unless of course, you’re the one who wants to follow suit, then I welcome you with open arms. I’m trying not to eat animals because I love animals. Hard as I’ve tried, no excuse can help me reconcile the two. I’m trying not to eat animals because I believe it’s not right to hurt anyone, damage another’s property (for no compelling reason), or inflict unnecessary pain on others. Considering how bad I feel when I leave a dent in my friend’s favorite accessory, it seems hypocritical for me to not feel anything when I knowingly contribute to the pain that factory-farmed animals go through. So I’m on my quest to become a vegetarian. Minus the excuses and easy-way-outs.

I don’t judge you for eating animals. As long as you don’t give excuses for doing so. If you want to eat animals (endangered or not), admit that you want to eat animals. Don’t say it’s because the animal’s already dead, or that just because you don’t eat it, doesn’t mean others won’t. Because those are silly reasons that only make you look like a weak-willed person. Don’t say you don’t have a choice (e.g. you say you don’t think eating shark’s fin is right, but then offer it at your wedding table because it’s a matter of showing your status/your parents will badger you into having it served) or blame it on societal norms. Because then you come off as fatalistic, with not much individuality or character.

I don’t judge you for eating animals. I understand if you say you can’t stop because you love meat too much. But there’s really no need for you to attempt to unnerve me by repeatedly questioning my intentions. Yes, I currently still eat animals. 3 days a week in this transition phase. Yes, it’s somewhat an easy-way-out, for now. With time, types of animals will be removed, to the eventual point of no more eating animals. Yes, for all we know, plants have feelings too. And farmed plants may be going through a lot of pain as we speak. I’d survive on eating nothing if I could, because eating is quite cumbersome sometimes. But I have to, so I eat plants. But really, isn’t our conversation getting silly? I don’t bug you for eating animals. So why are you bugging me for not eating animals?

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Dear Mr Somebody

November 30, 2009 · 2 Comments

Dear Mr Somebody,

It’s been a while since the both of us talked. How are you? Things are the same with me. Seen more, experienced some, learnt a lot. I still encounter much random moments. Still see many passing faces. Some remind me of times loved and lost. Some resemble the countless smiles and seemingly endless laughter of times gone by. Some eluding to the thought of you.

Funny thing it is, this little thing called Life. It feels routine most of the time, repeating the motions day after day – wake up, wash up, head out, enjoy a lovely day, get  back, go to sleep. Then sometimes, out of the blue, it hits you with thoughts. Reflections, realizations, musings. Contemplating over times gone by, people met, experiences. And that’s when I find myself thinking of you. Has life moved on on your end just like it has on mine? It must have, and how fun it must be. Because it always is, this funny little thing called Life.

Maybe one day our paths will cross again. Probably not. But every experience becomes a part of us, whether we know it or not. I read somewhere that every place we go, every person we meet, we leave a little piece of ourselves behind. I like to think we bring along a little piece of that some place/some one too. Nice thought it is, that while we may never meet again, we each form a little portion of the other, however small it may be.

I’m quite happy these days. Time and events have taught me some and helped me understand more about myself. I like to think that you’ve learnt quite a bit about yourself too. Because I believe that experiences should always leave us enriched. May happiness always be with you, and that you never forget how to smile. Most of all, that you never lose your ability to muse over every phase you experience in life.

And so I wrote because I thought of you. Thank you for helping form a little piece of me.

Love,

Me.

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Because complaining is just so much easier.

November 26, 2009 · Leave a Comment

‘Tis the season to be whiny. And since everyone’s jumped on the bandwagon to lash out at school, I thought I’d join in on the fun too. Of course, the views expressed in this post are purely subjective and probably biased. And not so much scientifically researched, considering I don’t sip tea with President Hunter or have OSL Directors on my speed-dial. But then again, I think most of the other complaints I’ve read so far on the wonderful lash-out portal that is Facebook probably aren’t all that supported by thorough research either. But who cares really? Complaining and whining about things are so much easier than researching about facts. Because what if you fail to find research to back your complaints? Then what? No, just lash out while you can, that is what I say.

So no offense to any, really. To each his/her own.

1. Carpark fees in SMU

I don’t drive to school. I don’t have a driving license and don’t plan on getting one. Taking the bus and the train may be a hassle, but at least I don’t have to worry about where to park my car or ERP rates, or parking fees. With that said, I understand that driving is immensely convenient. And well, raising fees at the SMU carpark is sure to cause some drama. I have no right to comment on this issue since, well, I’m not affected. But fight for student rights and the welfare of those less privileged to afford raised carpark fees, sure. Makes you wonder though, if you’re able to afford fuel, ERP rates, car taxes, and even parking in a carpark in town (SMU carpark, nonetheless), what’s the big hoohaa? If the raised $0.60 is that big a deal, don’t drive? You could cut down your carbon footprint at the same time too.

2. Renting of GSRs and SRs to external parties

Yes, SMU is getting horribly overcrowded. This small little campus in town just wasn’t built to house the crazy increments in student population year after year. To make things worse, SMU whores out its spaces to external parties, profiteering from the rent and neglecting its student population. Don’t forget the tempting smell of catered food for these external events that’s so near, yet so far. Don’t we all wish we could log on to OASIS and always find that GSR/SR/CR that we’re in eager need of? That we won’t have to scour through the entire system just to find a small little slot that we could squeeze out for our very important project meetings?

See, we all wish we could always get that space we need. Territorial issues have always brought on so much conflict since the dawn of time (war, anyone?). Yet, that’s the perils of being a small little university in the midst of town. We’re so convenient that everyone wants a piece of us. Literally. To put it bluntly, SMU has to whore out its spaces to external parties. It’s just too much money to upkeep a campus that’s in the midst of town. The running cost of our facilities are just too high. Revenue from renting out spaces to external parties is probably one of the reasons why our school fees aren’t being hiked to crazy amounts. Stop renting out spaces to external parties so students can have the space they need? Sure. School fee hike, anyone?

An interesting thought, ever wondered if space could be freed up if extremely obsessive students (a.k.a. muggers) didn’t hog GSRs, CRs and SRs for their own usage? That GSRs, CRs and SRs, are used strictly for the purposes of project meetings, presentation rehearsals and nothing else? If said extremely obsessive students could kindly stay at home to mug their lives away, or go to the library if home is too “distracting”, or study along the corridors in school, or the thousand over benches that SMU has added all over the place just for you, the extremely obsessive student, would the space problem be less of an issue? Hmm…

3. KOUFU not giving student discounts

If you compare the prices of KOUFU to other foodcourts around the area, you can’t not realize that their prices are already lower than other food courts in town. Part of the reason why they don’t have a discount in place for SMU students is because their prices are already priced at a lower rate than other places. Are you really pissed because you don’t get a 20% discount in KOUFU like we used to in Kopitiam? There’s Kopitiam across the street. They have student discount cards for us. There, you get your desired 20% discount. Or is it because deep down inside, you really just wish that SMU had canteens just like NUS or NTU does, where you can get food for $2? If that’s the case, you can whine and complain till the cows come home and nothing is going to change. Having that 20% discount in KOUFU isn’t going to make you happy. Because really, all you want is a canteen. Which you probably won’t get in the middle of town.

4. The Competitive Spirit in SMU

Ah. My personal favorite. I’ve talked to so many and heard/overheard thousands of laments about how SMU sucks because it’s so damn competitive. That they got conned into coming here with the promises of being “different” and “fun” and “edgy”. Yes, poor us. We’re victims to the school climate. We can’t do anything about it because that’s just the way it is. Overbidding for courses, speaking nonsense in class just to score that A in class participation, being extremely obsessive when it comes to studying, camping out in the library from the start of week 3 just to make sure you stay ahead of the race. Yes, we are victims to these circumstances, because we really can’t help it. We can’t choose to turn a blind eye to this rat race, do what we want to make our university life fulfilling and maintain a decent grade at the same time. That’s crazy talk. To succeed in SMU means to become library furniture, airtime hogs, and extremely obsessive students who know nothing else but to study till the library plays “Closing Time”.

Yes, sometimes, we have every right to blame the system for putting us in such predicaments. Most other times, we just love to whine and complain and attribute it to someone/something else. When really, all we have to look at is ourselves. Because really, SMU didn’t use to be this way. Not till who knows when.

In the words of Jason the Great whom I love, “I wouldn’t mind if the whiners left to other unis, more space for real smu ppl.”

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The Roadtrip

November 23, 2009 · 2 Comments

I submitted my last exam paper today. It was somewhat surreal, sitting at that table, surrounded by classmates, all steeped in their presumably focused attempts to produce concise answers to the glorious essay questions. It was even more unreal when it came down to my last sentence. So unreal, I decided to stick in the room and wait a bit. And spew out a paragraph or two just to wait it out. Before realizing how silly I was being, and getting up to submit the paper. I could have grooved my way to the front of the classroom, jiggy-ed to my bag, and danced out of the exam room.

But of course, unlike what most people would say/think once they’re done with their final exam, I wasn’t glad to be done with SMU. Just glad to be done with mugging for exams. And years of sometimes being stuck with not so capable project mates. Apart from those, SMU has been pretty enjoyable. I’m actually going to miss life in SMU. This is why I laugh at people who whine and complain about how horrible it is to be in school, what with the competition going on in classes, loads of work and lack of time to pursue personal interests and all. See, that’s not true. You choose how your university life is going to be. I made my choice to not get addicted to the library, schedule efficient meetings, do work quick, study when I have to, and most other times, engage in activities that made these 3.5 years worthwhile. I’m not saying there’s hardly any work to be done, I’m not saying competition isn’t rife in classes, and I’m certainly not saying that university life is easy. But if you make your choice to mug away every hour (apart from the other hours spent in classes) in the library and at home just so you can maintain your position at the front of the rat race, why whine and complain that SMU left you with no choice? And it’s got nothing to do with the batch you’re in. You choose to follow, don’t you? Befuddling.

The Photo Project starts tomorrow. Exciting things. Look out for sentimental recaps and tearful goodbyes.

And so what better way to mark the end of university life with a graduation trip. Well, not much of a graduation trip considering my idea of a graduation involves being away for at least 2 weeks. More of a roadtrip, a short getaway that I can manage given rehearsal schedules and upcoming work. Technically, not much of a roadtrip either since most roadtrips involve a car and some silly friends going somewhere for a quick getaway. There’s the silly friends, but not so much of a car. Unless, of course, a coach is considered a car. Then yes, roadtrip it is!

So there was Macau, Siem Reap, Hanoi, and Ho Chi Minh. Tough luck trying to plan something on that scale with the measly amount of time we had on our hands. Note to self: always start early when planning a free-and-easy trip.

Since the lack of time and perseverance limited our options, Malaysia then quickly became the most feasible form of “going overseas”. Even that wasn’t easy. Coaches were fully booked, hotels were fully reserved.

After much countless searching and endless sourcing through what seemed like mostly dubious information (e.g. company website’s online booking says there’s no vacancies, but a call to the office leaves us with information of numerous spaces; company website states a rate, but a call to the office leaves us with another rate. bizarre much), I think we finally have it.

Here we come.

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Talk about a beautiful letdown.

November 20, 2009 · Leave a Comment

It’s always those oratorical speeches that get to you. That sets you thinking, about the way you’ve lived your life so far, the way everyone else have lived their lives, and how you should start changing things to make this world a better place. If not for the entire global population, at least for yourself and the people you love. Ah, such speeches truly tug at heartstrings and warm the heart.

And the opening of this keynote address did just that. It takes balls for a chairman to admit that his generation screwed things up for the next. It takes guts for a businessman who earns millions to say that many out there are simply earning too much without truly deserving it. It’s truly admirable, the recognition he gives to other worthwhile causes – poverty alleviation, environmental conservation, the works.

Don’t get me wrong, I have respect for this man. This man who stands up and delivers this speech to the “Voices of the Future”. This man who subtly apologizes for the wrongdoings of the many generations before ours, urging us to take this inheritance and make it good.

Yes, we, the “young people of the future”, ought to do something, change the world, make it a better place. First, remember to be leaders. Next, remember to partake in poverty alleviation through social entrepreneurship. And always, always have good values that drive your every intention.

Moving. Inspirational. Motivational. For those who wish to better the world through equal distribution of wealth. For those who yearn to place long-neglected “civilizations” on the world map.

Not for those who care more about this world than narrowing income gaps and publicized Asian prowess. Yes, make the world a better place. Keep steadfast in values when leading the world to establish utopian human rights.

Environmental sustainability? Well, not easy. Difficult trade-offs need to be made. Personal efforts, individual efforts, really are just the tip of the iceberg. One person cutting down on consumption and opting for greener choices is great, but not that phenomenal. Nevermind that every individual (from the man on the street to the CEO in his air-conditioned office that incidentally also chooses to leave the lights and computers on every night for “good reason”) adopting the mentality of cutting down on consumption would mean a big fat impact.

Let’s not even talk about animal rights. Not about the abhorrent trade in sharksfin, foie gras, show-dolphins, I-could-go-on-but-it-just-takes-up-too-much-space. Because really, all that matters in this world, is us.

 

Keynote Address by Mr Ho Kwon Ping at the APEC Voices of the Future Opening Ceremony on 10 November 2009

Good morning

I’m told that the topic of this year’s APEC Summit is “Sustaining Growth, Connecting the Region”. It’s a laudable theme no doubt, but frankly, it doesn’t do much for me. I’ve been to more conferences than I care to remember with similar themes, with endless papers backed by endless statistics and platitudes.

So I asked myself, what does mean something to me? And more important, what means something to you? What unites each of you, besides the probably irrelevant commonality that each of your countries simply border the Pacific Ocean? You represent more countries than any other geographic grouping in the world. You are more diverse, speaking in a greater Babel of tongues than anywhere else.

What does resonate with me, and hopefully with you too, is that your voices are indeed the voices of the future. But these voices, I think, are quietly despairing even as they are yearning for meaning. We tell you that you are the leaders of tomorrow, but what world will we have passed to you to lead? If you do not despair for the state of the world today, you would be naïve. But at the same time, if you do not search for a way to create meaning in your lives, to make this a slightly better world than the one we will pass to you, you would be blithely irresponsible.

So what are you to do, the supposed leaders of tomorrow, whose voices are currently powerless and unheard? When we, your supposed role models, the leaders of today and yesterday, have screwed things up so badly, what right have we to lecture you on how to carry on from us, much less sustain growth or connect the region, as today’s topic would have you do?

When I was your age – and please don’t roll your eyes and say to yourself: here comes another old man who thinks he understands us – I thought that my parents’ generation had not done much to improve the world. True, they had survived or even fought in the worst war the world had ever seen, but it was that same generation which indeed, created the Second World War and all its suffering in the first place. They presided over the longest and fastest economic growth in history, but they were also responsible for the worst depression.

And my generation, the baby-boomers whose demographic surge created trends ranging from disco-partying to street protesting, we have dominated every generation after us, whether it be Generation X, Y, or Z. By our sheer numbers, we have defined global socio-cultural, political and economic trends. And you have grown up in our shadow.

But just as our generation pioneered tremendous innovations which have truly contributed to mankind’s progress, we too have failed miserably in so many other critical areas. In global poverty alleviation, conflict resolution, environmental protection – we are leaving this world no better than we took over from our parents.

This may be a harsh judgment, since the twentieth century, which my grandparents and parents created, achieved more than several previous centuries combined.

But if mankind’s progress is indeed a history of missed opportunities, then we have arguably missed more opportunities than we have seized.

So as you begin to inherit the earth, you must surely have asked the same question each generation asks when it comes to maturity, and that is: will each generation never understand and learn from history, and therefore be doomed to repeat these same mistakes? How can each generation lift itself from the quagmire bequeathed by the previous?

The voice from the future usually looks back and says, “I hear you, but I don’t understand you. We are simply not talking on the same wavelength.” You look at the world and you look at your parents, at business, religious and political leaders who have failed themselves as well as their communities, and you probably wonder: How can you tell us how to run our lives, when you cannot even run yours properly?

How can you, the voices of the future, ever hope to lead your generation towards the light?

I ask this question because we are just beginning to emerge from the greatest recession the world has ever seen. A global near-depression caused by the hubris and audacity of the brilliantly greedy leaders of my generation – our best and brightest whose collective intellect and wealth could probably have created the proverbial cure for cancer, but which instead, applied its brilliance towards simply demonstrating that there is no limit to greed and hubris.

I am particularly ashamed because I purport to be a business leader, as these shameless investment bankers, private equity and hedge fund managers also called themselves.

In public talks I feel compelled to defend my kind, to say to those who will listen, that not all of us believe that short term profit maximization and self-aggrandizement are the only values we hold; that some of us do truly believe, naïve though it may sound, that the mission of business — the strongest driver of economic well-being in the world — is to help build a better society.

I mentioned values just now. As I try to understand what really led to the parlous state of the world economy today, and although I am trained as an economist, to analyze issues from a coldly economic perspective, I can only conclude that there was a massive failure of values.

Not just a failure of regulation, with the solution being more regulation by governments of banks and even CEO salaries. That may well be necessary, but it will never be enough to prevent the next great disaster.

It is above all, values which determine who we are and what we will be, and what we will do when confronted by temptations or by challenges. It is the values of our community, our families, and ourselves, which will guide us – and you – as you attempt to solve the huge problems and shoulder the massive financial burdens we have so blithely left for you.

I thought I was alone in holding these quaintly antiquated, old fashioned views. But in a recent talk, when I was asked to list the things I would do if I could remodel society, and I said somewhat tongue in cheek, that I would levy a massive tax on all investment bankers’ bonuses and redistribute this to all the primary and secondary school teachers, because that was the only way to ensure future investment bankers would not repeat the same mistakes — there was massive applause.

My audience, which comprised mainly young people, immediately saw the connection between investment bankers and school teachers. The first create enormous wealth, almost wholly undeserved, and do nothing to make this a better world. The second, almost wholly underpaid and under-appreciated, create the values which can, when passionately conveyed, provide us the anchor for our lives during the most impressionable period of our lives.

What we need in society are more values-creators than wealth-creators, more idealistic young school teachers, social entrepreneurs, environmental activists, who believe passionately that what they are doing is far more valuable than creating complex financial instruments with endless acronyms.

Before the financial crash, the top 40% of the highest scorers from universities around the world, went into investment banking. Thankfully and at least for a short while till it becomes possible for a young university graduate to earn ten times more than his other peers, banking will hopefully not attract most of you. There is more nobility in being a school teacher or a policeman than a banker who peddles toxic mortgages as shamelessly as a snake-oil salesman.

If I sound bitter, it is because I am. When I was an university student, I truly thought I could help to change the world. So I manned student barricades in the name of social progress, I got thrown out of university and thrown into prison, and I have in my own small way even as I entered the big bad world of business, to help make the people I affect, live more meaningful lives. But in a single stroke, the most intelligent peers of my generation have blown it. And if you don’t believe a single word that my generation now claims about how idealistic it is, I wouldn’t blame you.

But you know what? The same people who wrecked the lives of millions of people, are busily now profiting from the economic recovery. There is at least one lesson here: if you’re smart and you only look out for yourself in a very consistent, single-minded way, you’ll always be OK.

And that is why I much prefer talking to young people like yourselves, who hopefully are not as disillusioned or cynical as my own peers. In fact, I NEED to talk to young people, as I do to the students in Singapore Management University, which I have been fortunate to be the founding chairman of, to ask your generation to focus on creating the values which will guide you through the challenges which will inevitably face you.

Values are particularly important because the problems you will face will have no easy, win-win solutions. They will inevitably involve trade-offs – the classic economist’s dilemma where one positive action will invariably have negative impacts, and you have to negotiate this minefield of endless options, to settle on the course of action which achieves the greatest social good for the least public harm.

What are some of these “big “challenges?

First, We are seeing a Civilisational Shift of Historic Proportions.

We are in the midst of a historical transformation which, like the rise and fall of a Chinese dynasty or a Mayan civilisation, comes about only every few hundred years. The change we are witnessing is no less than an entire paradigm shift in the civilizational relationship between East and West, North and South.

I use the word “civilisation” quite intentionally. Civilisations are not just about geo-political power balances or economic growth. They involve a people’s collective view of life, their value systems and belief structures constructed from centuries of shared experiences.

While economic and political changes occur in short-wave cycles, civilisations rise and fall in very long cycles. The past two hundred years saw the rise of Western civilisation to global dominance through a combination of military and technological prowess, backed by vibrant political and economic systems, and a culture of innovation. Throughout this entire period, Asia and Latin America suffered a protracted, almost unstoppable decline.

But the weight of history and demography is now tilting in the opposite direction, towards an equally long term, sustainable rise of the two great and ancient Asian civilisations, India and China. And increasingly, the reformed and dynamic cultures of Latin America are asserting themselves.

Already we see that Western norms of human conduct, religious belief, gender relations, family relations, individual to state relations, and so forth – are all being challenged. Western norms are no longer the yardstick by which non-Western societies measure themselves and aspire towards. Ancient civilisations steeped in their own values, some of which may be very alien to Western sensibilities but which have their own historical justifications, are straining to establish their own space, their own place in the sun.

We are moving towards is a world order with not one but multiple centres of influence; this century is thus one where we will see broadly equal civilisations co-existing – something not seen since the rise of imperialism in the 18th century. You need to realise the truly historic situation you are going to live in if you are going to be voices of the future.

Second, each socio-economic community needs to create its own form of capitalism.

The recent global financial crisis exposed the fact that capitalism is not universal, but is projected thru the lens of culture. The dominant form is Anglo-American – rooted above all in individualism as a philosophy, and high income inequality and high risk taking as the drivers of wealth creation. This famous “Wall St Capitalism”, with its masters of the universe investment bankers, was during the boom years, portrayed as the ONLY model of capitalism worthy of emulation. Now it is seen as an excessively aggressive, almost deviant form of capitalism.

Other variants derided in past — Western European, Nordic, Japanese, all with their own culturally and historically influenced characteristics, are increasingly seen as alternatives by economists and policy-makers.

After fifty years of virtually unchallenged supremacy, should Anglo-American capitalism remain the unquestioned model for a newly resurgent East Asia? And if not, what alternative model can Asian Pacific thought leaders devise, drawing upon their own unique history and socio-cultural heritage?

But as Asia rises to economic dominance, there is no clear definition of Asian capitalism. The common, recurring socio-ethical tradition of Asia is its communitarian, family-focused, webs of mutual obligations. I contend that this communitarian characteristic of Asian and indeed, Latin American culture can, if thoughtfully enhanced, nurtured and developed, replace the highly individualistic, Darwinian ethos of American capitalism, or the state-welfarist tendencies of Euro-capitalism.

Communitarian capitalism would be stakeholder-driven and not shareholder-driven capitalism. The interests of the community of stakeholders in an enterprise – the owners, the employees, the larger community, would be a higher consideration than simply return on capital. Several Latin American leaders are interestingly, have been saying the same thing for many years.

We ignore at our peril, the need to pro-actively create an entire values system rooted in the symbols and fables of our own cultural traditions. There are similarities in the communitarian ethos of East Asia and Latin America which bear more exploration and discussion. Thought leaders on both sides of the Pacific need to engage in the debate as to what Communitarian Capitalism actually means. If we do not, we will have abdicated an historic opportunity – one which presents itself after 300 years of civilisational decline – to help shape the new world for succeeding generations.

Third , “ End Poverty Now” is both the most important Call for Action and also the most empty slogan.

Just as we study in our history books about slave societies and wonder how it was even possible for people to accept such a social system, future generations will marvel at how the unbelievable inequality on this planet.

Never has human-kind been so rich, and never so poor. Income inequalities globally are now more pronounced than ever in world history. The solutions for poverty eradication are so obvious that rock singers can point them out. Yet they are so impossible to achieve that no national or international leader has ever made the slightest difference.

Young people have quite correctly, rejected the celebrity-driven campaigns with catchy but meaningless slogans like End Poverty Now; they have also become cynical towards ex-presidents and prime ministers starting their own Initiative this or that.

Instead, many young people have opted for direct action, and have seen that the future way to alleviate poverty is to marshal the power of business with the cause of social activism. Social entrepreneurship is therefore one of the most dynamic and most promising responses to global poverty – and it is being done at community, not state level.

In SMU and other centers of thought leadership, social entrepreneurship is a hot topic, one which I hope more of you will debate about and even think of doing, in your own particular areas.

Fourth, there is no win-win solution for Climate change, but only difficult trade offs.

Idealistic but sometimes naïve people think that there are easy solutions for climate change problems, if only people were more disciplined personally. So, for example, they eschew imported mineral water for tap water, in order to save on carbon emissions from sea or air freight. They buy local vegetables, and switch to driving nearby for a vacation rather than fly by plane.

But aside from the feel-good factor, this does not really rescue the planet from global warming, and instead can exacerbate global inequalities.

Trade is one of the most powerful forces by which developing economies can uplift themselves. Trade not only in goods but also services like tourism. If everyone in the rich countries were to cut carbon emissions in their lives by opting to not consume goods and services which require long air or sea travel, the biggest losers will be the developing world.

This is just one example. Another one is the fact that no matter how much wind or solar power can generate, it cannot sufficiently replace hydrocarbon-based fuels. Nuclear energy remains one of the most sustainable and rapidly scalable forms of energy. But this is not a trendy, politically correct solution.

It is your duty as voices of the future, to not only opt for the feel-good, trendy and sometimes celebrity-driven solutions to climate change, but to recognize that this will never be a simple win-win game, but one where there must be difficult trade offs which affect different players differently. Your duty is to understand all the issues from all angles, and add your voices to the debate in a responsible and thoughtful manner.

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Finally, how can you become better leaders in order to confront these challenges? I say better because by being here, you are surely already leaders in your own way. But the challenges of leadership will only become more onerous, not less.

I’m often asked to talk about leadership. I’m not interested in the false dichotomy, the fruitless debate about whether leadership is born or bred, or nature vs nurture.

I’m only interested in conveying to young people that the essence of leadership lay within each of us, and that we can by listening to our true selves, nurture our own ability for leadership. You need above all, to learn to listen to your inner voice, that part of all of us which intuitively knows what is the right thing to do, even if it means a personal cost to us.

What, after all, is leadership?

The most important attributes, I believe, is the clarity of mind to think independently and analytically, the wisdom to take yourself out of the thinking, and then the courage to act on your conclusion.

After all, the very definition of a leader is the person who does not follow others, but inspires through the clarity of his thinking and scope of his vision, others to follow him or her.

In my view, the most important word which has created leaders is a three letter word: Why? Why is the daring to question everything until you are satisfied with the answer. Asking why has created thought leaders from Albert Einstein to Karl Marx.

Asking Why can land you into trouble – my own history is a case in point. I have been thrown out of university and into prison for asking a series of Why’s. But if there is a single reason why I have perhaps attained some modest achievements, is because even now, I always ask Why? to every single thing I am told to do or to believe in, and until I have satisfied myself with my own answers.

How can you as young leaders, build up the character to be leaders? Not by being more macho than the next guy. Not just by honing your oratorical skills. Asking Why’s is only the first step which fundamentally separates a leader from a follower. The next requirement is how, after having answered your own questions, you act upon your convictions.

Just as the saying that lying becomes easier the more you do it, so too does difficult decision-making become easier the more you are able to reach deep into inner reservoirs of strength at each challenge. I have when confronted with difficult choices in my adulthood, tapped deep into my youth when I actually made decisions against my self-interest in order to do the right thing.

( Stanford example )

Such decisions – which all of you have had to also make in your life, I’m sure — form the foundation of values, the reservoir of integrity, which you can call upon when even more difficult and momentous decisions need to be made.

I have often said, that most of us know, when confronted with a challenge, what is the right decision to make, but it is our own selves which prevent us from making them. A leader is someone who has taken himself or herself out of the equation and can with a clear mind, know what to do.

Are you destined for great things? Will someone from your generation find the cure for cancer? Or stop climate change? Or solve the Middle East conflict? Or end poverty?

I don’t know, and I daresay neither do you. But I and you know that if you do not aspire to try, you are destined to fail. Dream big, aim high, and you will inevitably fail, but in that failure you will have done far more than those whose lives are marked by safety and security, and looking only after themselves.

Barack Obama talked of the audacity of hope and the fierce urgency of now. That resonated amongst young people around the world, because there is nothing more audacious than the hopefulness of youth, and nothing more urgent than voices of the future.

In my youth I read Che Guevara’s Motorcycle Diaries, where he found his destiny while searching for Simon Bolivar’s dream of an united Latin America, and I was inspired to backpack across South East Asia.

In her youth, my daughter dreamed on standing on top of Macchu Pichu, and so after university she spent three months working at an orphanage in Peru and then achieved her goal.

Next month, Banyan Tree’s second hotel in Mexico, near to Acapulco on Pacific Coast, will open, and it will herald the start of my dream to string a necklace of jewels along both sides of the Pacific Ocean.

As we celebrate the Asia Pacific community, and as you increasingly find that your lives and those of your counterparts around the Pacific Basin become intertwined through the most important of ways, people to people contact such as this, remember that the only sustainable growth which connects the region, must be based on the fundamental value that the mission of business and the purpose of growth, is to build a better society for all, and not just for its own sake.

Have a great day.

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To-do List

November 8, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Ah, to-do lists. Don’t we just love them. Well, at least I do. Something about writing down the things I have to clear before time runs out, deadlines come hither, that just makes me uber excited. Maybe it’s being able to cross them out one by one as you clear them and see the list get shorter and shorter by the day (or week, or year, depending on how bad a procrastination problem you have). Or maybe it just gives you a sense of purpose in life, that you have that many things to do, and that you’re going to be oh-so-organized in getting them done by the deadlines. Either way, to-do lists are great. For the most part, it’s practical. Helps you keep track of the gazillion things you have to do (especially useful when you’re an SMU student).

Making to-do lists has always been a big feature in my life. I make them all the time. On a piece of paper on the bus ride home, on my hand when I run out of paper, on my 10,000 notebooks (notebooks, are altogether another topic I should start soon. Something very alluring about them too. They make you want to buy them all the time. Or they make your heart sort of flutter whenever you get your hands on a new one. Even if it has various dubious brands printed all over them), in my head while I walk to school/home/whatever. I’ve also realized that in my 22 years as a student, I never stopped making to-do lists. In kindergarten, they made us make to-do lists to pass to our parents so they could make sure we got all our homework done. The same applied for primary school. In secondary school, we learnt to keep track of our things and exams with ugly but sort of useful school diaries. The same applied for junior college. Then came university, which was so beautifully crazy, it made to-do lists an essential for every kid who wishes to remain sane, keep track of events/project meetings/project presentations/reports/midterms/finals, and reach that oh-so-desired GPA.

Then there’s to-do lists for the things you want to do after a major exam. To-do lists for things you want to see/do before you die (bucket lists). We’ve all made some sort of to-do lists, either physically or mentally.

To-do List

1. Social Cognition Research Proposal

2. Social Cognition Final Exam

3. Japanese Composition

4. Japanese Homework 2

5. Japanese Conversation

6. Capstone Exhibition

7. Capstone Seminar

8. Capstone Report

9. ICC Presentation

10. PR Strategy Presentation

11. Graduation

2 weeks to the end of student life as I know it.

2 weeks to the end of making to-do lists related to studies.

I plan my life on my hand.

2 weeks to adulthood.

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Oh, tearjerkers.

October 25, 2009 · Leave a Comment

I haven’t had such a good cry in ages. The last time I bawled my eyes out in the theaters over a sappy movie… I can’t quite remember. Must have been during Notting Hill or something of that sort. But this, is a brand new idea all together.

My Sister's Keeper My Sister’s Keeper. Made me feel like I should have read the book first before I watched the movie. And I don’t feel that way often. Most of the time, I believe in “If there’s going to be a movie, why read the book”. Yes, stone me, but I can’t seem to find the patience to sit through an entire book. I haven’t found enough books that can manage to keep me riveted till the last page.

I was quite turned off when I first knew Cameron Diaz was starring in it. Somehow, I don’t associate Cameron Diaz with good acting. Sure, she does awesome in chick flicks because of those appealing blonde charms. But good acting, not quite. I guess she did enough justice to this film. She wasn’t stellar, but she didn’t suck as badly as I thought she would. Then again, she could have done more to bring out the character of the mother burdened with the responsibilities of saving her dying child and being accountable to the other. The plot saved the average acting. ‘Twas a good plot indeed. Which is why I think I may just be motivated enough to go dig up this book and sit through it till the last page.

Acting-wise, it was impressive to watch the young actors carry their roles. While there wasn’t much stellar acting, Sofia Vassilieva and Alec Baldwin were entertaining to watch. Strangely, I was particularly moved by the young boy playing Jesse Fitzgerald at 12. Brennan Bailey, IMDb tells me. That pudgy face looking all helpless and despaired, pleading with his parents that he’ll try harder. Tearjerker much.

All in all, an enjoyable two hours. How badly can you go wrong with a plot like that.

This Thursday, This Is It. I am quite looking forward to it, the sucker that I am for MJ.

Movies aside, life has been kind. Some missed opportunities, some gained. Recent musings on life and how it’s supposed to be in a few weeks’ time. Four more weeks, and my life as a student ends. No more classes, no more waking up to travel to school in town. Well, okay, probably still traveling to school in town since there’s going to be rehearsals for Just So. But definitely no more classes. I’m not exactly looking forward to being jobless, but definitely looking forward to ending school. The time I’ll get to do the things I want to. What a thought. Going to SPCA whenever I want to, playing with the “kids” (Mighty, Tiny, Dace, Meatball) at home, going for rehearsals. Love, defined. But of course, despite what people would have you believe (“dreams keep you alive”), one needs $ to stay alive. So, onward, job search.

And now, back to my にほんご composition. How exciting.

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Fifteen.

October 11, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Who says graduation songs have to be all I’m-going-to-miss-you-with-every-bit-of-my-heart and Let’s-never-lose-contact-and-be-best-friends-forever. How about those that remind you of how things were – simple, naive, full of hope. And before you know it, graduation. A little more jaded, a little more grown, a lot more hopeful.

Hope for the future. Something you’ve never dreamed of, something to make you extraordinary. 20-odd years in school, and for the first time, you don’t have school to look forward to anymore. This time, the break from school is going to be way longer than you ever imagined.

And you say goodbye to the friends who’ve shared every moment of your schooldays. Those whom you barely knew except for those times you worked on projects together. Those who made classes easier because you had their company through droning professors. Most of all, those you’ll always remember. Through the laughter, frustration, anxiety and helplessness that is school-life.

You hang on to every moment that reminds you of how things were. Before you plunge into the unknown, before you decide what you’ll do for the rest of your life (or at least a good part of it). Before you say goodbye to those who mean the world, not knowing when or if you’ll ever see them again after graduation.

Twelve, Sixteen, Nineteen, Twenty-two. Life before you know who you’re going to be.

Ah, these sappy songs always get to me.

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