Fishy Business

Played too late in camp today and ended up walking down hill. Luckily, some old uncle fetched me down the hill.
Observed that only old uncles and Malays ever bother to drive pitiful NS man like me down the hill. The rich, the powerful, the officers who drive Merz that have 4 seats blank, didn't even bother to give a second glance at us dragging our weary bodies downslope, which is a sad thing. The education, money, and power didn't seem to bless them with a merciful heart, but instead, corrupt their souls. Are we, Ns men so lowly such that even empty air deserves their car seats more than us? Are officers cars only meant for officers? Are we not human too? Are our bodies so filthy such that it will dirty and demean their royal 'officer' car?

Lord Acton said that Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. I once believed that it is absolutely rubbish, for I feel that I can be rich, upright and benevolent at the same time.

Come on, Shaoqiang. Stop your dreams. Wait till you get rich. U will just become another selfish asshole like them. Mark my words.

If this is the ultimate truth, I will rather be a roadsweeper or a lowly truckdriver. For even though I may not have money, at least I will be rich in what essentially made us humans.

To me, that is quite enough.