Friday, 28 March 2025

Unite!

There is no doubt that President Trump is shaking up the world. The shake-up is most pronounced within the USA, with federal departments being restructured, dismantled or even shut down completely. His administration is doing so in pursuit of efficiency. It is true that most government bureaucracies are bloated.

The private sector have found new, better ways of working: leveraging automation, technology, AI and agile processes. There is a method of how these companies go about being efficient and effective while providing better customer service, higher employee satisfaction and deliver shareholder value. Methodologies such as Six Sigma, BPR, Agile@Scale have been implemented successfully for decades. Hopefully the people in DOGE are making use of such tried and tested methods and bring about efficiency with the least pain to all stakeholders. It is not clear that they are.

Outside of the USA, his actions have provoked reactions. Many countries are contemplating reciprocal tariffs. I am worried it could spiral into a frightening lose-lose proposition. But there is an upside too. While he is disuniting the country at home, he has single handedly united foreign States and region. 

Consider Prime Minister Mark Carney. In a bold, uplifting speech to his fellow Canadians, he found a moment to unite and mobilise them to a higher purpose. Beyond the North American continent, the foreign ministers of China, Japan and South Korea met to pledge greater security solidarity with each other. And economically, these countries are structuring deals to trade with one another rather than with the country imposing tariffs on them.

More than half the world just voted in (new) governments last year and from PM Modi to President Prabowo, each leader is finding that they have been "gifted" with a unique opportunity to unite their respective country against the circumstances brought about by President Trump.

Nothing rallies a nation like a common external enemy. It's ironical. In his zeal to make America great again (and it is not clear he can), he may have accidentally provided the environment to make other countries great (and they all might just do). Give the man a Nobel Peace prize, I say. 



Sunday, 9 February 2025

Little Man Tate

D's preferences in movies differ from mine. She likes crime drama and heist movies while I like slapstick comedies and action heroes. So, when she recommended we watch Little Man Tate, I was unsure I would enjoy it. Four things made me agree to her suggestion. 

First, Jodie Foster - one of my favourite actors - starred and directed this.

Second, it's merely an hour and half long and so, should I not like it, it'll pass soon.

Third, i vaguely recalled it was a good movie and finally, M is unwell... down with flu along with many others in the region afflicted by the Influenza A & B outbreaks. So, we wanted to accompany her as she watched from the couch.

I was so glad I watched the movie, end to end, and I even remember lines from it, like "It's said that a genius learns without studying, and knows without learning. That he is eloquent without preparation, exact without calculation, and profound without reflection."

We all had a good laugh because there was a moment of realisation in the audience of three that one member of the audience resonated deeply with these words. :-)
The next morning, we three went to church. The father delivering the homily is noted to have a meandering style of speaking. I thought of giving him a chance and as if He knew, he spoke to the point. The theme in this mass was about people who did not feel worthy to carry out God's missions. From Isaiah to Simon Peter to Paul, all felt like they were sinners and unworthy. Yet, they were called and chosen. We all know of course that they were all accomplished God's works well. Father Cary (like Cary Grant, ha ha) explained why. “God is the origin of the mission and the secret for its success”

As it happened, last night I received a text message from an ex-colleague and now friend, A.G. He sent me this:
"V - I just finished a 21 day vipaussana (silent meditation) course, and you came up during some of my meditations, and I was really touched by how when I was a young, no name kid from the streets of Ipoh, you took a courageous choice to take me in. And when I failed, you put your name on the line and gave me a second chance to prove myself. And even in the many times after, I made decisions from a place of pride or ego, you showed patience, you showed restraint, you showed forbearance, and an immense amount of selfless giving. I am the man I am today, in many parts, because of you, and the kindness you have shown me. I truly think God’s grace shows up in the kindness of strangers you meet in life, you have exemplified it to me, and shown me how I should also behave to others. Thank you. 

Many people save these words for obituaries and eulogies, but I wanted to make sure you heard it from me while you were still breathing, old man. Love you very much."

The message Jodie Foster sought to relay in the movie, A's message to me and the homily at mass today all point to one thing... that one can be confident in the knowledge that success will come when we walk in His path. 

Saturday, 8 February 2025

2025 is a milestone year

I will be well into my late 50s while my parents are into their mid 80s. How they are ageing help me think about my third act.

Mom, aware of the finite time left, wants to do as much as she can. She is more energetic than before. She has taken up calligraphy and is an active part of a dance group (even if it means performing when in pain). She keeps fit by participating in Zumba classes in the public park. Never one to shrug housework, she takes care of two houses (each the scale of two houses) - with help from the housekeeper - regarding the chores there as daily exercises. It helps that her siblings remain rather united and there are often dinner gatherings with much gaiety (fuelled partly by copious amounts of alcohol, including the hard stuff like whisky and bai jiu). There is however one other thing that keeps her going; perhaps the most purposeful one: her offsprings and their offsprings. She keeps up with what’s going on in their lives and at the big moments like graduations and weddings, she hopes/wants to be involved. 

Dad is functionally healthier. In any checkups, he outscores mom who has hypertension and high cholesterol, amongst other ailments. But his strength has faded. His legs have gotten weak and along with that his core fitness. Moving around hurts, so he avoids that. With limited mobility, he goes out less and his social circle (not big to start with) has become smaller still. And when he does go out to socialise, his deafness prevents him from fully partaking in the conversations. Missing out on the jokes and chats, he can only imbibe the food (not easy for his lack of teeth) and wine (and this one he consumes a fair bit of). He, too, cares about his children and grandchildren. In fact, we are the only ones he cares about at all. Different from mum, his focus is less about maximising the time he can spend with us but rather slowly and surely distributing his wealth with generous gifts for every little achievement.

2025 is the year both M and J will take the next step in their lives. Having characterised one’s golden years as the 3rd act, they are about to finalise the most significant contours of their 2nd act… that of deciding and settling down with a life partner of their choice respectively. I have written before that of all the important decisions one has to make in life, this is perhaps the most important. They have both chosen well and with the life partners who hopefully balance them better and together will grow their own families however big or small. They will have to ride through the inevitables ups and downs of marriage and raising kids while juggling building their careers. My mom and dad did that. D & I have done that. While there are lows, the highs are definitely worth it and often the lows exaggerate the highs. Our home now with all its nice appointments are all the more meaningful because we started out in a linked house with no furniture for a year!

And so, on to my next act. The official retirement age here is 63. Being a sucker for numerology (irrationally), I do like this number. Said in mandarin, it sounds like “path grow”. What a nice age to step onto a new path and keep growing. It helps that in my firm, we have a glide path… to “soft retire” as my nephew had described my brother-in-law’s plan. He is my age too. So, I think that is a nice juncture to start gliding into retirement and step out of this firm that I have been part of for 26 years already. 

J has an obligation (as a scholar) to serve his bond with his employer for 3 more years. Likewise, Meg has 4 more years. As they become free of their bond, I think I should also be free of my voluntary and appreciated engagement with my firm too. This sequence of timings has a nice cadence to it. As they are free to pursue another career, I too find new purpose beyond the firm.

The firm is a partnership, of which I have a small percentage of. Unlike sole proprietorships, it is professionally run and we have a stated policy to sell down our units as we reached 20 years of partnership and by our 30th year, we would be completely sold back out to the present partners. It is a marvellous system because ownership should be in the hands of those still active and we would retire with enough capital accumulated over the years. The 5+ years path to soft and then hard retirement therefore also makes sense from a financial perspective. 

There is one more consideration: my new purpose(s). Learning from my own parents’ retirement playbook, I can project into the future what I would like my golden years to be. I would like to be as physically fit and able as ageing would allow. I would like to be with the family and especially to be there for all them so they will never have to doubt that there is a home in their corner through all trials and tribulations of life. I would want to have a group of friends, likely a small group because I prize loyalty above mere socialisation. Most important of them all is my best friend: my wife D. I would like to spend the rest of my life together with her; fit enough to see the world, to be with our families and friends and undertake projects that D & I (jointly and severally) would enjoy.

Thursday, 29 August 2024

Reflecting on our month together, travelling from Cairo to Capetown

After viewing a few of my facebook posts of my journey to date, a friend of mine asked me for a 500 word essay on the development of African nations viz a viz the Asians in the last century. I replied that one word would suffice: governance.

Billions of aid money has been directed to African states. Name a problem, and there is some funding from some aid agency. Yet the solutions they formulate are too theoretical. The impact is only for the short term. Too many of these can't scale. Worst of all, it continues to impoverished the peoples of these states. Instead of being taught to fish, as the saying goes. Only now that a new theory of change has been formulated and enacted that these can be more impactful.

Beyond aid, there is the greatest failure of all: governance. These countries are ruled by men (invariably) who exploit rather than develop the country. Joyce read it well, "the movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of dreams and visions in a peasants heart on the hillside." And here in Africa there are still too many peasants too ready to believe the empty promises spun by their leaders... some of whom even invoke the power of the divine to compel devotion, others employ more destructive forces to force obedience. 

We flew out of Egypt after 10 days there into Ethiopia. Like Egypt, this country too had its god-emperors but unlike Egypt, in Ethiopia, there seems to be a better glimmer of hope after all those decades of famine and brutality esp during the Mengitsu reign where vultures were literally waiting the eat the poor and famished. The Addis Ababa we saw is a modern city. Maybe because it's newer but it looked better, cleaner and more organised than Cairo, Dar Es Salaam and Nairobi which we saw recently. The mayor should be credited for her good adminstration. The Ethiopians deserve a break. They have a rich history and a welcome perspective for an inclusive world. The people we met (albeit as tourists) are inevitably polite if a bit melancholy. Each one harbouring a hardship or two in life. After all, they are still living in conditions best described as the middle ages. Nonetheless, I see hope, for there has been progress, not least in the attitudes of the Ethiopians themselves. 

After Ethiopia and its green shoots of growth, we overflew Kenya (generally regarded as the best developing country in East Africa) and landed in Tanzania. We were just here last year in Dar Es Salaam and Zanzibar, its two most developed cities. This time we went straight to the rural/nature heart of the country (and maybe the world). Our flight landed in Kilimanjaro and we started our week-long safari in the Serengiti (and Lake Manyara and the Ngorongoro crater) along with the thousands of tourists here during the peak season.
We saw evidence here of a government (albeit still corrupt) who is trying to do better esp to boost tourism. All entries and exits into parks are guarded and of course paid for. Rangers keep the area safe and guides and tourists alike keep it clean and the ecosystem untouched (as far as possible) though having been a spectator at a few hunting episodes, I do think we may have interfered. 

Like in the bush, there is a sense of hierarchy that pervades Africa. None of that "if you hurt one of us, you hurt all of us; no one left behind" at work. Here, like in the Gold Track separation at the airport, there are levels with the lion being the apex predator. But even then, it's status is not one where ease is enabled. Every lion still needs to eat and nothing is served to it unless it hunted for it. "You eat what you kill" is the expression that fits here. You don't have to be the fittest, just the fitter (avoiding the predator) to survive. So at the airport despite the gold track, one still needs to jostle at the security, passport and boarding lines.

It's worth mentioning airports in this entry because land infrastructure remain poor (no rail, poor roads) and the most efficient way to get around is by air (in all manners of planes, big and small, jet or propeller-powered). Even then, network connectivity is bad and flights. All in we took 11 flights in 28 days just to get to/from 7 cities. Flights tend to be overbooked and poor J had to spend the night at JRO trying to get onto one. Both Js got affected actually. The first one was unsanitary water gave J the runs which I narrowly avoided for I drank the same iced up cocktail. He was still nursing some discomfort on his way back. So they got a bigger adventure that was anticipated while D and I flew back up north from JRO to ADD, stayed overnight nearby in order to get our flight to CPT to continue our trip.


It is somewhat fitting that Bole International Airport in the capital of Ethiopia is the main node in our travels. We got here from Egypt. We flew to Tanzania from here and then to South Africa. For if this is the motherland, all migrations also start from here. Indeed early humans would have followed the animals in the movements, which they still do today just as we had witnessed with the wildebeest crossing the Mara River. It is a credible theory that some groups, maybe a couple called Adam and Eve :-) some 200k years ago, developed the initiative not to follow the animals back and instead kept moving ... dreaming of a better abode, however perilous that may have been. That DNA of migration remains in us all today.
Our final stop of this journey is South Africa, specifically Capetown. It was here 30 years ago, when our guide at the end of our honeymoon tour, asked us to turn around to view the sunset to which she added, "once you have seen an African sunset, you will always come back". We decided that we would make her statement prophetic and has been back here every decade. This year is our 30th anniversary and we revisited the places we first saw in 1994 which was also a very significant year in South African history because the apartheid system was overthrown and Nelson Mandela got democratically elected as the country's president.

He was the embodiment of one who served his purpose rather than his weaknesses (of which they were a few). I hope more African leaders will rise to the ovassion. Egypt's pride, Ethiopia's history, Tanzania's untamed nature could all be a foundation for progress and not a crutch for standing still. 

The Cairo to Capetown route that Cecil Rhodes megalomanically dreamt of building a century and half ago was through a very different African continent. The indigenous people were nearly all colonised (except Ethiopia). When Paul Theroux undertook the venture (mostly overland), the African nations have been independent for about half a century but it's people are still living under the yoke of some variant of dictatorship or other. 

Maybe it's the tribal nature of the communities here - with mutual mistrust, misgivings and misunderstanding about each other- that the colonial masters exploited and their own indigenous leaders also did. George Orwell's Animal Farm may be about Soviet Russia after the Imerial reign but it's lessons are prophetic especially here in Africa.

The thing that struck me in this four weeks of travel is that one doesn't get to choose where you are born but you can decide how you want to live in it. One's station at birth should not be the major determinant of the standard of life or place in the world. It is not a case of forgetting one's roots but to know where you came from so you can know where and how to go. 
Trips like this does not leave one with answers. Rather it pose more questions. In this case, it's about what kind of world we want and what do we do to achieve it.