Wednesday, 16 November 2016

Itinerary

Singapore. Tokyo. Chicago. Seoul. Kuala Lumpur.
Start. 6 hours (flying) + 4 hours (on the ground). 13 + 40 hours. 13 + 5. Finish.
SQ636. NH112. OZ235. D7507.
Singaporean. Japanese. Korean. Malaysian.
A. B. C. B.
4 hectic days.
1 crazy trip.
Yet, everything as planned and mostly to expectation ... except Malaysian carrier better than Korean! Reminds me of the good old days (a-la 'Ola Bola') when Malaysia was really besting their Northern Asian Peninsula Counterpart 


Saturday, 12 November 2016

Societies


Maybe George Yeo's historical arc of a restrospective contains the answer.

A SENSE OF SELF IN AN AGE OF GLOBALIZATIONz
S Rajaratnam Lecture by George Yeo, 11 Nov 2016
 
 
Introduction
 
Having left MFA over 5 years ago, this feels like a homecoming.  After spending more than a decade in the Foreign Ministry, foreign affairs and diplomacy have become a part of me.  I am honoured to be invited back as one of your own.
 
Sometimes, when I get animated about matters concerning Singapore's foreign policy, my wife reminds me that I am no longer in office and can I please be more detached in expressing my views to friends and colleagues in Singapore and Hongkong.  
 
Identity
 
Human identity is a strange thing.  Next month, I will address the International Teochew Doctors Association Conference.  I was intrigued to receive the invitation some months ago.  The doctors refer to PhD holders.  What has it got to do with being Teochew?  If it is Teochew food or Teochew opera, I could understand but "Teochew doctors" seemed a bit strange. I did not reply immediately.  A few weeks later, I was officially admitted into the HK Teochew Association.  I must confess that I applied to join principally because it has a good Teochew restaurant which members are entitled to dine in.  When I arrived for the induction, one of the Association leaders immediately asked me if I would be attending the Teochew Doctors Association Conference in Singapore.  Oh, this is bigger than I thought.  On the wall of the main dining room, I saw pictures of patrons and donors from prominent Teochew families going back decades including the picture of a young Li Ka-shing.  Some were from my own ancestral village of Anbu. That night, I replied that I would be taking part in the December conference after being assured that I won't have to speak in the Teochew dialect.
 
Each of us has multiple identities.  They run deep and are important to us.  These identities could be religious, national, ethnic, tribal or personal but they are not to be trifled with.  Among close friends, it is all right to make fun of a person's identity but, even so, one has to be careful.  
 
Depending on the situation, some identities become more important than others.  When young Singaporean men enter National Service, they have their hair cut very short.  Parents visiting their sons in BMT have difficulty recognizing them because they all look alike.  There is a reason for this, which is to acculturate them to a highly disciplined organization.  When we want individuals to have a strong group identity, we make them wear uniform and suppress their other identities.
 
This imposed discipline is not natural.  Once the discipline is taken away, or in a context where the higher identity is unimportant, the deeper identities assert themselves.   We see this immediately in NS soldiers who ORD.  But, after two years, the SAF leaves its imprint on their identity.  When they are mobilized, they quickly fall into line again.  This NS programming in Singapore men is obvious when they are overseas especially in an emergency.
 
Cycles of History
 
Human society goes through cycles.  In response to challenges, human society can become highly organized, sometimes into empires.  Elaborate hierarchies are established.  Those who conform are affirmed and rewarded.  Those who don't are put down or punished.  When Qin Shihuang unified China more than two thousand years ago, scholars who advocated divergent ideas were buried alive and books were burnt so that there was a single orthodoxy.  The unification of China enabled the economy to become much more productive.  With a national system of roads and canals, and the standardization of weights and measures, Qin China made possible an elaborate division of labour on a continental scale.  Since then, every time China was reunified, it quickly became the world's biggest economy.  
 
However, the harsh rule of Qin Shihuang did not last long after him.  His son was toppled and Han replaced Qin. An empire maintained by draconian law and the frequent use of force was replaced by a softer system based on Confucianist values.  The unbending legalist principle of fa (法)was replaced by the Confucianist ideal of proper behaviour, li(礼).  Thus if a prince behaves in a noble way, the people will accept his rule, naturally.  If a father is a good father, the sons will be good sons, naturally.  Of course, this was often not the case. Carrots and sticks had still to be used for effective governance but what was constantly held up as the ideal was proper behaviour.  
 
Chinese history goes through long periods of unity followed by long periods of disunity.  When it is united, its productivity is awesome.  But when it is divided, the chaos is equally awesome.  During the periods of disunity and dispersal, local Chinese communities continue to be held together by Confucianist values of li.   Today, new Chinese diaspora communities sprouting in Europe, Africa and South America show similar characteristics.  This gives Chinese people a deep identity which, contains within it, a belief that the ideal world is one where the entire world is one big happy family.  
 
The Arabs have a similar longing for unity, strange though this may seem when one thinks of the Middle East today.  There is a famous Arab Bedouin saying:  I against my brother; my brother and I against my cousins; my cousins, brothers and I against the world.  Islam arose out of Arab culture and gave it a higher unity in the umma.   The hope for Arab unity is never extinguished; the Islamic ideal of a universal caliphate is not a hope, it is a millenarian quest.  
 
Some years ago, I accompanied members of the Singapore Arab Association to the Yemen.  I combined it with an official visit to what was then a peaceful, united country.  The Foreign Minister Dr Al Kirby, a medical doctor, was my host in Sana’a, a wonderful human being. We first spent two days in the Wadi Hadramaut where many of the Arabs in Southeast Asia hail from originally.  Most of the Arab Syed's in Southeast Asia are descendants of a common ancestor Syed Ahmed bin Isa al-Muhajir, himself a tenth descendent of the Prophet, who travelled from Basra and settled in the Hadhramaut, a thousand years ago.  In our delegation was Dr Ho Eng Seng, a scholar from Penang, who wrote an interesting book on the Syed's of the Hadhramaut called "The Graves of Tarim".  Eng Seng is now the Director of our Middle East Institute.  An essential ritual for a visit by Hadhrami Arabs to the Hadhramaut is the recitation of certain prayers by a Syed at the tomb of Syed Ahmed, the Muhajir.  The only Syed in our delegation was Alwi Aidid, a Hadhrami from Penang, son of a Chinese mother.  So it fell upon him to say the prayers.  Normally a good-humoured friend, he was all coiled up that day.  It seemed as if the entire burden of his ancestors were on his shoulders.  After the obligatory prayers were said, he was his old relaxed self again.  I bought many copies of Eng Seng's book and gave it to my Arab friends including Ali Alatas, Alwi Shihab and Hamid Albar.
 
In Southeast Asia, the prestige of the Syed's go up and down depending on political circumstances.   Malay Sultans were eager to have them as sons-in-law so that their grandchildren would become descendants of the Prophet.  This history of Hadhrami Syed's marrying into Malay royal families is well-recorded in "The Graves of Tarim".  In Indonesia, the Syed's had to play down their ancestry because of republicanism.  But they know who they are and maintain certain rituals and traditions in the family.  There was an Indonesian politician of Arab descendant whom I suspected to be a Syed.  I decided to ask him point blank one day.  When he replied that he was, I passed him a copy of Eng Seng's book.  His immediate reaction was to turn to the index page of his family's name.
 
These deeper identities of human beings will become more important in the new age of globalization.
 
Fragmentation and Neural Networks
 
Technological change is undermining hierarchies everywhere and an important reason for the anger against institutions based on hierarchies.  This is a big subject now commonly subsumed under the phrase "The Fourth Industrial Revolution".  In the past, institutions were maintained by ritual, by fear, by mystification, by hypocrisy, sometimes by outright lies.  With cameras and microphones now ubiquitous, this is no longer possible.  Those who pretend to be what they are not get quickly exposed and laughed at in the social media.  
 
The support for Brexit expressed popular frustration with the loss of control to Brussels, to institutions so complicated that they no longer enjoy the affection of ordinary people.  Thus, the larger issue of Brexit is not the UK but the nature of the European construction itself.  In their hearts, the Europeans remain a collection of tribal peoples who are proud of their distinct identities.  The sense of Roman citizenship, which was an overlay, disappeared a long time ago.  Although the Western Roman Empire was reincarnated in the Roman Church, Christianity as a higher identity uniting Europeans lost its force during the religious wars which culminated in the Treaty of Westphalia in 1648.  The anti-clericalism of the French Revolution in 1789 spread into many parts of Europe.
 
In the US, the election of Donald Trump reflected a widespread loss of trust in the institutions which have made the US the most stable country in the world.  Great institutions are never easily changed or dismantled.  There must first be a period of creative destruction which means years of political upheaval and unhappiness. It will not be easy to break up encrusted vested interests.
 
We are seeing fragmentation everywhere.  The nation-state itself is weakening as talent, capital and knowledge become more mobile. Patriotism based on the multinational state is weakening. The digital revolution is dramatically redistributing power in human society.  Today, good teachers learn from their students; good parents learn from their children.  Political or corporate leaders can no longer act as if they have a monopoly of knowledge, wisdom and moral authority.  
 
Fragmentation, however, does not dissolve into chaos.  The fragments are still held together by deeper identities which them link up across political borders, and across economic and cultural domains into complex neural networks. The apps on our smart phones are a manifestation of such network formation.  For good or for ill, people are linking up to others with similar identities or interests.  Being physically together no longer ensures interaction.  Through the smart phone, the passengers in a train are each in his own world.  We have become comfortable ignoring people around us. Sometimes, one gets the same feeling even around a family dining table.
 
The growth of networks creates new challenges.  The Internet makes it easier to extend networks around the world.  Birds of the same feather seek out each other.  The Internet can broaden our minds but it can also narrow them.  Those who have a deep interest in particular subjects are fed more material on the same subjects and encouraged to network with others who share them.  That's how self-radicalization happens.  
 
New Challenges
 
The governance of networks is difficult because they straddle national jurisdictions.  The dominant form of governance in the world today is through national governments. No government has full control over the Internet. International cooperation is difficult and slow.  During the Cold War, it was the US which led the non-Communist world.  Today, the world is become increasingly multipolar calling into question US leadership.  Superpower leadership is costly, having to be backed by expensive military power.  Both at the national and international levels, governance has become more complicated and less effective.
 
The Soviet Empire was the first major casualty of the Fourth Industrial Revolution.  Once the central governance structure cracked, the countries of Central and Eastern Europe became independent, and within the Soviet Union itself, each republic became an independent state.  Those new countries which are held together by a deeper sense of identity are stable, including the core of Russia itself.  Others like Yugoslavia broke up into smaller pieces.  Even a smaller piece like Bosnia-Herzegovina would not hold together without strong outside intervention.  
 
For a time, the US seeing itself as the sole superpower, the New Rome as some neo-conservatives call it, intervened to re-create the Middle East on the basis of democracy.  September 11 became a reason to remove Saddam Hussein in Iraq and the Arab Spring a reason to remove Muammar Gaddhafi in Libya and Bashar al-Assad in Syria.  It has been an absolute disaster.  Without strong, brutal leaders holding tight the reins of power, these countries broke up into warring factions.  Even as we meet today, horrible battles are taking place in Aleppo and Mosul, sister cities with long histories.  
 
In Libya, the deep identity is tribal and the conflict there is therefore mostly tribal in nature.  In such a situation without a dictator, it is Salafi Islam which is most able to unite tribes against common enemies.  Ironically, the beneficiaries of the removal of Gaddafi are groups like Al Qaeda and ISIS acting against the West.
 
It was the underestimation by the Americans of the depth of the Sunni-Shiite divide in the Middle East that led to civil war and external interference in Iraq and Syria.  An Arab ruler in the Gulf once told me that the most stable border in the entire region is that between Turkey and Iran. It is the same border which separated the Ottomans from the Safavids.  The Safavids made Iran a Shiite country five hundred years ago.  Children were taught to curse the first three caliphs - Abu Bakr, Umar and Uthman.  Ali was the rightful successor of the Prophet. Safavid Iran became a shiite kingdom.  The Ottomans were Sunni.  The agreement between them was that no Shiite in the Ottoman realm would bear arms.  In this way, the Shiittes in the Ottomon realm could not easily become a fifth column for Iran.  This kept the peace.  When the American coalition invaded Iraq, a major objective was the transfer of power to the Shiite majority.  An old understanding had been unwound with cataclysmic repercussions across the entire Fertile Crescent. Iran benefited while alarm bells rang in the Saudi Kingdom. The predominantly Sunni cities of Aleppo and Mosul are right now being recaptured by soldiers who are predominantly Shiite or Shiite-led, one with the help of Russia, the other with the help of the US.  
 
It may be that Humpty Dumpty would have fallen anyway, eventually.   But, if we had known how fragile the shell is, we might have found a better, gentler way to bring Humpty Dumpty down from the wall.  But all this is in hindsight.  It is easy to be wise after the event.  
 
Here in Southeast Asia, we have to be mindful of not riding roughshod over deep identities.  We ignore these identities at our peril. Indonesia's relatively smooth transition to a modern democracy could not have been foreseen during the Asian financial crisis when the vast country was in danger of breaking up.  If there had been civil war, Singapore would not be left in peace.  After East Timor became independent, successive Indonesian Presidents had the wisdom to accommodate the Acehnese.  I remember talking to President Abdurrahman Wahid when he visited Singapore.  As the Minister in attendance, I was in the car with him.  His touching wish was for an agreement which enables the Acehnese to feel that the land they live on is their own.  After the Boxing Day tsunami, President Yudhoyono held the Indonesian Army back so that Vice President Jusuf Kalla could negotiate a peace agreement with GAM.  Pak Jusuf, who monitored proceedings from Jakarta through two mobile phones, asked Minister Hamid Awaludin to invite GAM leaders in Helsinki for an informal meeting to break the ice first and build up trust before the start of negotiations.  There can be no stable peace without the respect and accommodation of differences.
 
The challenge of the ethnic groups in Myanmar is an ongoing struggle.  Many Western and Islamic countries are pressuring Daw Aung San Suu Kyi to solve the Rohingya problem in Rakhine State.  There is an urgent need to ameliorate the suffering of the Rohingyas but this is a difficult political issue.  Daw Suu cannot settle the Rohingya issue without first achieving a peace agreement with the other minority ethnic groups who collectively make up one third of the population.  When her father Aung San signed the Panglong Agreement with the seven most important minority groups in 1947 on the eve of independence, which included the Rakhines, Bengalis were recognized as an ethnic minority but not Rohingyas.  The ethnic issue is further complicated by the fact that many ethnic groups straddle the borders with Bangladesh, India, China and Thailand.  
 
Myanmar's peaceful transition from a military government to a democratically elected government is a miracle which could not have been achieved without the patient support and understanding of ASEAN and other countries.  What is needed now is economic development without which there can be no solution to the ethnic problem.  During Daw Suu's recent visit to China, China agreed to play a helpful role.  Earlier attempts to have a peace agreement without involving China could not succeed.  For every Kachin living in Myanmar, there are two living in China.  For every Wa living in Myanmar, there is another living in China.  
 
 
ASEAN's Respect for Diversity
 
ASEAN is culturally the most diverse region in the world because of its complex geography.  As a result of the Australian plate crashing into Asian tectonic plates, the entire region between the Himalayas and Australia is corrugated into high mountain ridges, deep valleys, indented coasts and the world’s biggest archipelago, with strangely shaped islands like Mindanao, Sulawesi and Halmahera.  Over the centuries, tribes have migrated southwards from the Chinese mainland, down the peninsulas and into the islands.  Some were forced up the mountains.  As empires waxed and waned on opposite sides, they brought to our shores aspects of their civilization and bits of their DNA.
 
There can only be peace in Southeast Asia if we recognize and respect this diversity and build institutions based upon acceptance of diversity.  While we should influence each other positively, we should never impose our views or our wills on one another.  
 
The Malays describe the region as the lands below the winds (tanah di bawa angin).  The winds blow one way six months of the year and the other way the other six months.  The region is in between China and India not only geographically but also culturally.  The instinct in coastal Southeast Asia is therefore to be open and neutral, welcoming all who come peacefully to our shores.  Every time the China trade flowed strongly, it brought opportunity and prosperity to the kingdoms and principalities in the region.  The China trade which flowed in the 19th century, which was the one which created modern Singapore, was however different.  Trade was opened up by gunboats and had to conform to western rules.  During that period, Southeast Asia was carved up into colonial domains except for Thailand which astutely adjusted to whichever was the prevailing power.  
 
The new China trade of the 21st century will revert back to earlier China trades which allowed for greater diversity.  President Xi Jinping's One Belt, One Road, is based on a voluntary principle.  There is no requirement to change one's internal operating system in order to become part of it.  Like the Internet, one can participate in the network by accepting certain protocols, similar to TCP/IP.   This is now unfolding on an epic scale, transforming the face of Eurasia.   Powers which see China as a rival are reacting uneasily to this development.  The US and Japan are refusing to join AIIB.  India is not enthusiastic, worried that the Kashgar-Gwadar corridor will affect it adversely.  These countries fear that China will pull too many of the strings.
 
China will fail if it tries to dominate its neighbours by force or intimidation.  Deng Xiaoping once said that if China ever tries to be a new hegemon, other countries should unite with the Chinese people to defeat it.  What China is doing instead is to make use of its economic strength to win friends and influence people.  Those who are friendly to China are rewarded while those who are not so friendly find themselves economically disadvantaged.  However, the Chinese know that they cannot expect an exclusive position for themselves in Southeast Asia which was precisely the point made by Premier Zhu Rongji in Phnom Penh in 2002 when he signed the Framework Agreeement for the ASEAN-China FTA with ASEAN leaders.  No one in ASEAN wants China as an enemy.  The more China is a friend, the more the US, Japan, India and Europe will also be welcomed as friends because that gives us diversification.  The more, the merrier.
 
Territorial disputes in the South China Sea must however be well managed.  The US is understandably concerned.  However, trying to play off the US against China, or vice versa, is a dangerous game for ASEAN countries.  All of us in ASEAN are small powers in comparison to these two.  We end up being minor pieces on their global chessboard to be sacrificed when expedient.  The high tension earlier this year seems to have ameliorated as all four countries with competing claims and China are talking in a constructive way.  Because of long contact with Southeast over many centuries, China has a fine sense of ASEAN's diversity and calibrates its foreign policy to this reality.
 
ASEAN itself is slowly but steadily inculcating in its people a sense of ASEAN citizenry.  The ASEAN flag now flies alongside national flags of member states in all overseas missions.  Next year, ASEAN celebrates its 50th Anniversary. I hope we will be able to field an ASEAN soccer team for the World Cup one day, cheered on by all the people of ASEAN.
 
Singapore  
 
Singapore's identity is rooted in our geography and history.  At the southernmost tip of the Eurasia landmass, we are where ships turn as the winds change direction.  Singapore is a child of the maritime silk route.  In the coming decades, this China trade will flow with greater strength than ever before.  Behind China, there is a rising India.  As Prof Wang Gungwu put it beautifully, we are where the mandalas of China and India intersect. The growth of One Belt, One Road is therefore a historic opportunity for Singapore which, provided we seize it with both hands, will take us far.
 
Singapore's destiny is in Southeast Asia.  We are at the heart of ASEAN and the most ASEANized of all the ASEAN countries.  Every member country in ASEAN has a strong presence in Singapore.  The rich diversity of ASEAN has its reflection in the Singapore crystal.  We are densely connected economically and culturally with all the other nine countries.  It is for this reason that Singapore has always been a strong advocate of ASEAN unity and integration.  ASEAN's role as a neutral platform friendly to all major powers is irreplaceable.  Provided we do not take sides, all the major powers will wish us well and support our deeper unity and integration.  ASEAN must always be reluctant to ASEANize bilateral problems which individual ASEAN countries may have with major powers.  Unless there are overriding reasons for ASEAN as a whole to be involved in such bilateral disputes, it should refrain from doing so.  On the South China Sea, for example, ASEAN does have a strong interest in freedom of navigation but ASEAN should take no position on territorial disputes between the four claimant states and China. ASEAN should also studiously avoid taking sides in the unavoidable rivalry between the US and China.
 
There is a strong alignment between Singapore's foreign policy and ASEAN's foreign policy.  Despite having left the Government for some years, in my present capacity in the private sector, I am constantly reminded by ASEAN friends of the important role Singapore plays in fostering ASEAN unity.
 
Singapore's Chineseness is an inseparable part of our existence in Southeast Asia.  It was our Chineseness that impelled so many Singaporeans to support China's war against Japan, that led the Japanese militarists to kill many young men after the British were defeated, that made the British keep Singapore out of the Malayan Federation, that enabled Lee Kuan Yew to persuade the Tunku to take Singapore into Malaysia, and that caused Singapore to separate not long afterwards in 1965.  That same Chineseness continues to link us in a myriad ways to the unfolding drama of China's great transformation in the 21st century and to the situation of the ethnic Chinese in Southeast Asia.  Singapore's Chineseness is a huge advantage in this period of history but it also complicates our foreign policy.  One senior Chinese diplomat once noted to me that "there is considerable mutual affection between the people of China and the people of Singapore". The other side of this emotional coin is the occasional overreaction to disagreements between us.  I remember Indonesian Foreign Minister Pak Ali Alatas once expressing to me his deep concern about Singapore's deteriorating relations with China many years ago over an incident which I've long forgotten.  His concern came as a pleasant surprise to me.
 
Singapore's links with Malaysia and Indonesia, with India and with the Muslim world are similarly fraught with emotional complications.  The POA issue with Malaysia took over twenty years to resolve largely because the emotional trauma of separation for both sides took time to heal.  After 51 years, we are still very much one people separated in two countries. In a group, it is difficult to distinguish Singaporeans from Malaysians. Among Indonesian leaders, there is sometimes a sense that Chinese Singapore is somehow exploiting Indonesia, benefiting disproportionately from the relationship. At Pak Mochtar Riady's book launch in Singapore recently, which I was honoured to  speak at, an accompanying video displayed both the Indonesian and the PRC flags.  Being Chinese and being Indonesian are equally important identities to him. The ethnic Chinese connection with Singapore is woven into the fabric of economic life in Southeast Asia and complicates our relationship with Indonesia. Notwithstanding all this, Singapore and Indonesia remain the closest of partners.  With One Belt, One Road, our two countries will grow even closer together in the coming decades.
 
Singapore's links to India are also profound and will be a growing advantage not only to us, but to the entire region.  By 2050, India will either be the second or the third biggest economy in the world.  Some of my Indian friends consider Singapore to be virtually a part of India. Singapore is of course an Indian name, Sanskrit in origin.
 
Singapore's links to the Muslim world are inseparable from our other links to Southeast Asia, China and India. The recent picture of President Tony Tan meeting Singapore religious students in Egypt's Al Azhar University shows how intimately connected we are to the Middle East and the Muslim world.  Every coin has two sides.  While we celebrate the connections, we are also ineluctably affected by the turmoil in the Middle East including the challenge of Jihadi terrorism.  
 
 
What all this means is that the Singapore identity is complex and dynamic.  This complexity is part of our everyday life.  We will never stop worrying about it.  We will never stop arguing over policies affected by our multiple identities in education and housing, language and culture, national security and foreign policy. The latest debate is the Elected Presidency.
 
In having to grapple with these tensions, which are never fully resolved, we develop a Singapore culture, a higher Singapore identity, which is accommodating and inclusive, while being always sensitive to issues touching on race, language and religion.   Each and every Singaporean has multiple identities.  Being Singaporean means understanding and accepting this reality, even celebrating it.  The Singaporean has to be big-hearted and broadminded in order to embrace others not like himself.  This is the Singapore idea which is worth living and fighting for.  Indeed it is an idea the world desperately needs.  Singapore is only Singapore if it has this universal appeal.

Tuesday, 25 October 2016

Movie Marathon Morals

I've been on a long business trip the last two weeks. Flying around the world, I transited in three airports, worked in four cities, flew on five different carriers. So, you bet I watched a lot of movie on board.


The first one was  "The Proposal". It's is a movie about a couple who start out hating each other and end up liking each other. It's a funny thing about that. I started out hating the movie and ended up liking it.

So I was sitting there, cringing, knowing with uncanny certainty where the story was going. No movie begins with scenes of a man and a woman who are utterly incompatible unless it ends with them in love, unless perhaps it might be one about Hitler and Eleanor Roosevelt. They will fly to Alaska, she will be charmed by his family, she will be moved by the community spirit, she will love the landscape after the skyscraper towers of Manhattan, and they will have misadventures, probably involving unintended nudity and someone falling off a boat. So it is written.

But slowly, reluctantly, disbelievingly, they will start to warm up to each other. And it was about at that point when reluctantly, disbelievingly, I began to warm up to them. Bullock is a likable actress in the right roles, which she has been avoiding frequently since "Speed 2: Cruise Control" (1997), which I liked more than she did. She is likable here because she doesn't overdo it and is convincing when she confesses that she has warmed to his family's embrace -- and who would not, since Andrew's mother is the merry Mary Steenburgen and his grandmother is the unsinkable Betty White. His father, Craig T. Nelson, is not quite so embraceable, but only because he is protective.

The key scene involves Steenburgen and White fitting Granny Annie's wedding dress for Bullock, and the presentation of a family heirloom. I don't care how much of a witch a woman is, when she sees herself in the mirror wearing her grandmother-in-law's gown, she's going to cave in. For that matter, Bullock was never that convincing as the Office Witch; she could not have touched Meryl Streep's work in "The Devil Wears Prada."

"The Proposal" is much enhanced by all of the supporting performances. Betty White, at 87, makes her character 89 and performs a Native American sunrise ceremony beside a campfire in the forest, which is not easy, especially in the Alaskan summer when the sun hardly sets. And look for a character named Ramone (Oscar Nunez), who will remind you of an element in "Local Hero."

"The Proposal" recycles a plot that was already old when Tracy and Hepburn were trying it out. You see it coming from a great distance away. As it draws closer, you don't duck out of the way, because it is so cheerfully done, you don't mind being hit by it.

By the way, that's Roger Ebert's review, not mine. But he summed up my thoughts exactly. In fact, I was so lifted by this romantic comedy that bravely decided to go for another. This time I chose one who featured a great actor and a great director. Can't go wrong, right?

The last time Russell Crowe and Ridley Scott got together, the resulting movie included dudes getting impaled by tridents, barbarians being killed by the hundreds and Joaquin Phoenix throttling Richard Harris to death with his bare hands.

After all the carnage in "Gladiator," perhaps the actor and director felt they owed the world a chick flick -- and it arrives this week with "A Good Year," a decapitation-free piece of cinema about wine and love and the things that money can't buy.

Crowe and Scott bring a lot of effort to a project that probably meant a lot to both of them, for entirely different reasons. But despite some stunning visuals and a lot of nice moments, the finished product feels like the work of an actor and director who are out of their element. It's difficult to ignore the fact that they've created a romantic comedy that has almost no romance and even less comedy. So said Peter Hartlaub of SF Chronicle

And I agree. The second movie was not as good but  both had a ring of truth to it, especially since I was watching it after two weeks away on business. It's the longest in 2 decades that I've had to travel like that so it was somewhat cathartic to watch a woman (in the proposal), then a man (in a good year) stop to smell the roses they've missed in the harried big executive success.
Indeed, there's a raw hit the nerve sentiment expressed by Johnny Cash, "Success is having to worry about every damn thing in the world, except money". So true. I mention him because I found some time to do two things between work while in the US: running and buying records. And I bought two Johnny cash records cortesy of having heard him on emirates excellent music selection on board and feeding my current craze of collecting vinyls. So, most naturally, I watched the movie.
Credit: Maria Proietti Pinterest

"Walk the Line" follows the story arc of many other musical biopics, maybe because many careers are the same: Hard times, obscurity, success, stardom, too much money, romantic adventures, drugs or booze, and then (if they survive) beating the addiction, finding love and reaching a more lasting stardom. That more or less describes last year's "Ray," but every time we see this story the characters change and so does the music, and that makes it new.

What adds boundless energy to "Walk the Line" is the performance by Reese Witherspoon as June Carter Cash. We're told in the movie that June learned to be funny onstage because she didn't think she had a good voice; by the time John meets her she's been a pro since the age of 4, and effortlessly moves back and forth between her goofy onstage persona and her real personality, which is sane and thoughtful, despite her knack for hitching up with the wrong men. Johnny Cash for that matter seems like the wrong man, and she holds him at arm's length for years -- first because he's a married man, and later because he has a problem with booze and pills.

The film's most harrowing scene shows Johnny onstage after an overdose, his face distorted by pain and anger, looking almost satanic before he collapses. What is most fearsome is not even his collapse, but the force of his will, which makes him try to perform when he is clearly unable to. You would not want to get in the way of that determination. When Cash is finally busted and spends some time in jail, his father is dependably laconic: "Now you won't have to work so hard to make people think you been to jail."

Although Cash's father (played with merciless aim by Robert Patrick) eventually does sober up, the family that saves him is June's. The Carter Family were country royalty ever since the days their of broadcasts from a high-powered pirate station across the river from Del Rio, Texas. When they take a chance on Cash, they all take the chance; watch her parents as they greet Johnny's favorite pill-pusher.

It is by now well known that Phoenix and Witherspoon perform their own vocals in the movie. It was not well known when the movie previewed -- at least not by me. Knowing Cash's albums more or less by heart, I closed my eyes to focus on the soundtrack and decided that, yes, that was the voice of Johnny Cash I was listening to. The closing credits make it clear it's Joaquin Phoenix doing the singing, and I was gob-smacked. Phoenix and Mangold can talk all they want about how it was as much a matter of getting in character, of delivering the songs, as it was a matter of voice technique, but whatever it was, it worked. Cash's voice was "steady like a train, sharp like a razor," said June.

Another Roger Ebert review.

Critics have a way of putting it....Life hurts. Success hurts. But love lifts... Or does it?

In Alaska, Claudio Cupellini brings us a story of love, solitude, ambition and violence, halfway between a fairy tale and a tragedy, with his new and well-structured film Alaska [+], the third and final fictional film to feature in the Official Selection of the 10th Rome Film Fest. The journey embarked upon by the two sweetheart protagonists of the film (Elio Germano and Franco-Spanish actress Astrid Bergès-Frisbey) has an epic feel to it; their path is littered with obstacles in their race for happiness, from Paris to Milan, between arrests and accidents, betrayal, brawls, and actions driven by visceral passion. Two desperate characters who are fragile yet determined and, guided by instinct, make mistake after mistake, making them all the more human.

Credit: Silenzio Communication

It all starts on the terrace of a 5-star hotel in Paris. Nadine is smoking a cigarette in a swimming costume, having just had a modelling audition. Fausto, who works in the hotel as a waiter, offers to show her the most expensive suite they have, which is actually occupied. This is where the trouble begins: Fausto beats up the occupant who unexpectedly comes back to the room while they’re there and ends up in prison. It’s just the first in a string of unfortunate episodes the pair end up at the centre of, lost souls who have been uprooted and possessed by a streak of madness, hungry for life and its experiences, and for money. Indeed, it is Fausto’s uncontrolled ambition that creates problems for the couple when they are reunited in Milan, breaking the mutual trust they share. How can you trust a man who takes possession of all your savings for a shaky investment without even asking you?

What follows is a series of highs and lows for both of the characters, in a constant imbalance of the two (“things are going well for me because they’re going badly for you”, says Nadine): she becomes a highly sought-after model whilst he’s in prison; he opens a successful club whilst she’s stuck lying in a hospital bed. They trade places constantly, right up until the end. They often feel emotionally uncomfortable, which stops them from climbing the social ladder. They leave each other but always end up back together, one being the reflection of the other. “Our aim was to make a powerfully emotional and romantic film”, said Cupellini, who wrote the screenplay with Filippo Gravino and Guido Iuculano. “All the characters have an element of the Shakespearian about them because they’re unique, full of life and willing to do anything”, observes Germano. Is it love or money that makes people happy? This seems to be what this passionate, visceral film, whose story takes place over the space of five years, with perfectly functional story arcs and secondary characters (the cast also features Valerio Binasco, who plays Fausto’s business partner, and Elena Radonicich, as his rich wife-to-be), seems to be asking. It’s also a coming of age story which, despite the fact that its ending brings it full circle, leaves its characters as very different people to how they started off.

It's the most painful movie to watch yet. Because it's so real. The two characters could be anyone: trying to get ahead in life and to find love, simultaneously but never quite getting both. Life is a balancing act. Never balanced. Like the Tao symbolism.

So told, life hurts. Does it have to? Richard Curtis provided a salving answer in "About Time". I've watched this movie on another flight but thought I didn't finish it. So I watched it again, in the last leg of a trip that started a fortnight ago to Doha, then Riyadh, then Dubai, the Bethesda and Washington DC, Chicago, and then flu ally flying home from San Francisco via Hong kong.

I read through more reviews and the one from James Russell Lingerfelt resonated....

The writing is wonderful. The casting and acting is spot on. But what else could we expect from Writer/Director Richard Curtis? He brought us Notting Hill and Love Actually. Mr. Curtis breaks rules screenwriting coaches swear by. His twists are explosions, and just when you think you know what will happen next, it doesn’t happen. I found myself delighted throughout the journey of the film, gratefully surprised at every junction and reveal.
Credit: Universal Pictures

Tim (Domhnall Gleeson), who has just turned 21, is guided by Dad (Bill Nighy) to dwell on the beauties of life. Dad is a former professor who retired at age 50 to spend time with his family on the English countryside. We fall in love with Tim immediately because he reminds us of our reserved, unsure, inner child when he pokes fun at himself about his dreams and insecurities.

Dad and Tim play table tennis everyday, which Tim wins. The family, including Tim’s mom (the glue of the family) and his adolescent sister (a wallflower) gather at the beach in their backyard everyday for tea.

Dad pulls Tim aside during his 21st birthday to inform him that men in their family can travel through time. Just enter a dark place (like a closet or room) close your eyes, think of where you would like to go (you can only travel within your own lifetime) squeeze your fists, and you can return to correct any wrong.

Mr. Curtis spends no time explaining the magic of this form of time travel because it’s simply the medium to tell the love story.

Dad says winning money and never working screws people up. So Tim pursues romantic love. First, he tries to win over his first crush. And we don’t blame him. Charlotte (Margot Robbie) is dynamite. But Tim learns quickly:

Lesson one: “You can’t make someone love you.”
Tim accepts a job in London. After six months, he meets Mary (Rachel McAdams) in an opaque restaurant, dining in the dark and having conversations with people you can’t see. When Mary is revealed as a cute, young, nerdy librarian type, she stumbles in her shoes and pokes fun of her appearance. But she and Tim are smitten.

A message Mr. Curtis may not have intended: Choose to date a person by closing your eyes.
So the two fall in love, and during the middle of the film, Tim bumps into Charlotte at the theater. And she invites Tim to her hotel. Now, since we believe this movie is a romance, Tim will enter the room, sleep with Charlotte, and ruin things with Mary. Tim will try to fix this by traveling through time, realize there’s a glitch or hiccup that Dad didn’t warn him about, and now he will spend the rest of the film proving his love and devotion to Mary, while learning some valuable lessons about himself and winning her in the end.

But Mr. Curtis turns this on its head, twice. First, Tim leaves Charlotte at her door and zips home. Second, Tim drags Mary out of bed and proposes to her in the most untimely and unromantic fashion. I was left wondering: “So where’s the Dark Night of the Soul moment?”

When Mary meets Tim’s parents, he warns her not to accept an invitation to tea, but she does, of course. Tea turns into an all day event. As tradition, Tim and Dad engage in a game of table tennis. Dad, through time travel, has learned:

Lesson two: Quality and quantity time with the people you love are the most cherished moments in life.
Instead of Tim’s mom asking Mary what she does for a living, Mom asks Mary to share her faults. These quirks, and what we consider faults, are the fun stuff. They remind us that we’re human and completely different, yet, because of that, entirely the same. We fall in love with what it means to be human all over again.

At Tim and Mary’s wedding, a rainstorm destroys the event, but the family, being led by Dad, has, by habit, learned to dwell on beauties. Tim chooses Dad to give the best man speech. Dad realizes, afterwards, that he didn’t say he loved Tim. So Dad travels back through time and gives the speech again.

Tim narrates: “Married and pregnant, and so begins lots and lots of types of days. Worrying about the future is like trying to solve an algebra problem by chewing bubble gum.”

Lesson three: “The real troubles in life will always be the things that never crossed your worried mind.”
Tim and Mary give birth to a blonde-haired girl. As we think something dramatic will happen between Tim and Mary, because we believe this is a romance, but it’s Tim’s sister who experiences the dark night. She has a fight with her abusive boyfriend and drives away drunk. A horrible car accident lands her in the hospital.

So Tim goes back in time to save her. However, he returns home to a different baby! Dad informs Tim that if he changes anything before his child is born, a different child could be awaiting him given the shifts in his hormones and sperm. Therefore, Tim allows his sister to have the wreck, thus the family has an intervention. Tim says to her: “We have to make sure nothing like this ever happens again.”

Lesson four: Sometimes, terrible things must happen in order for life to change for the better.
I won’t tell you what happens in the third act, because I can’t bear to spoil it for you. But I sobbed like a child, right there in my cinema seat. Not because it’s sad or joyful, but because it’s redemptive.

I cried because I got it. I get it, Mr. Curtis. This wasn’t a romance. This is an epic about a father’s love for his son, and watching his son turn into a man, with all the lessons of love that come with it. And if you want to call that a romance, I cannot disagree.

Tim ends the narration explaining a final lesson Dad had not yet learned. Not only has Dad raised Tim into a man, but Tim has grown further than Dad. And in this, Dad has done his job, well. Tim says:

Lesson five: “The truth is, now I don’t travel back at all, not even for the day. I just try to live everyday as if I’ve deliberately come back to this one day. To enjoy it. As if it was the full final day. Of my extraordinary, ordinary life.”

The actors and actresses did a fantastic job. But the standouts in this film are: Bill Nighy (Dad), where he reminds you of your favorite dad, uncle, or grandfather, Domhnall Gleeson (Tim), who reminds you of yourself, or your kid brother, and Rachel McAdams (Mary) who executes her role as a cute, winsome, nerd. But let’s be honest. Should we expect anything less from Rachel McAdams as an actress?

Here’s evidence of fantastic acting, writing, and directing. When the film was finished, I missed the characters. I wish I had known them. I wish I was a relative in the story who could have experienced each moment of their journey with them. You can thank the entire cast and crew for experiences like that, but only because of Mr. Curtis.

And so I would like to publicly say: Mr. Curtis, a standing ovation would not do you and your team justice. Because that’s too easy. I paid $5.50 to watch the Saturday matinee. If I had known the depths and wonderful experience I would gain from watching this film, I would have gladly paid $500.50.

I read somewhere, Mr. Curtis, that you don’t want to direct movies anymore. But please don’t stop writing. I’ll be putting this movie on the same shelf as Field of Dreams, It’s a Wonderful Life, and Life is Beautiful.”

Saturday, 8 October 2016

Righteous Riyadh

I'm back in the Middle East again. Am presently in transit in Dubai, on my way to Riyadh. My second trip in a week, and theirs trip in 2 months. It's the largest client in the practice so the commitment is understandable. 

Yet every time I come here, first to the Emirates city states of Dubai and Abu Dhabi since 5 years ago and now increasingly to Saudi Arabia, I am constantly reminded of how the blessing of  natural resources can quickly turn into a real curse. That coupled with the dogmatic practice of strict religious edicts have really defined this once flourishing lands

Such is the situation Saudi Arabia finds itself in today. This land, with a human history that extends as far as 20,000 years ago, has twice in world history had a global impact:

  1. in the 7th century it became the cradle of Islam and the first center of the caliphate
  2. from the mid-20th century the discovery of vast oil deposits propelled it into a key economic and geo-political role
The first gave it moral strength, and with that came the will to do great things and Arab civilisation and culture flourished with significant leaps of scientific and artistic progress. But all great dynasties rise and fall. The extent of the fall can be ameliorated though. A once great people can't be held down for too Long. Witness how the Jews and Chinese are stronger now.

But how they fell into this circumstance is a history lesson in itself. In order to regain the lands of Arabia, the ruler, himself a religious man, thought that religion would unite rural, often warring, tribes. Indeed it did, but then as generations pass,  it evolved into dogma blindly followed. Like not permitting women to drive. Like stopping all activities entirely several times a day to pray. It held back the economic development of a rich culture.

Then it found oil in the early 20th century. Because this was the fuel to the world, Saudi became exceedingly wealthy without having to really work. Everyone were well taken care of. Yes, it's benevolence. But it also extinguished the hunger of a proud and once high achieving people. 

The new rulers know they need to forge a different future, a more resilient one. A more diversified one. We are doing our part to help these visionary, courageous leaders. 

Coincidentally, as I as flying back home the last trip I watched a movie on board, "A Long Long Time Ago". It's about life in Singapore in the 60's and 70's when the future was uncertain. It struck me that the two most critical ingredients for progress is good leadership and the spirit/work ethic of its people. 



I wish the Middle East all the best in its journey to a better future. With economic development, as well as social and cultural progress, perhaps the Millenia old conflicts in this region can finally be resolved.

Sunday, 11 September 2016

Music & Me

It has provided a soundtrack to my life so far. I used it, Can't Buy Me Love by the Beatles to be precise, to start my TED talk three years ago. Depeche Mode's Somebody was "our" song. I was featured on BFM and to make that segment personal was asked to pick a few of my favourite songs. Amongst others, I chose Those Magic Changes ... because we need to start at the beginning, when all the boys wanted to be Dany Zuko, what more a boy hitting puberty.

Recently, an old pal from JC, Y, tagged me for a week of 80s music challenge. I chose the following:

Feels Like Heaven by Fiction Factory. It's apt to name a Scottish band who contributed to the decade known as the British Invasion. They had just one hit and what a song. Like other 'one hit wonders', they demonstrate how tough the music industry is. Still, it's better to have had impact once than none at all

Sometimes It Snows In April by Prince. Along with David Bowie and Glenn Frey, Prince died this year. We mourn these artists not because we know them but because they help us know ourselves.

Under Pressure by Queen and David Bowie. This one features two artistes, sadly no longer with us, who provided plenty of anthems to grow up with. Both Mercury and Bowie were theatrical, both felt immense pressure and lamented, in this number, "this is our last dance!". Fortunately for many of us, we continued to dance on.

In The Sentimental Past by Leslie Cheung. More than a decade since Bruce Lee introduced the Asian hero on the global silver screen, John Woo brought us 'A Better Tomorrow'. This was also the height of the Cantopop Craze, a music movement across East Asia not unlike the British Invasion. This tragic theme is by Leslie Cheung (why do I keep picking songs of dead people? 😢) is so moving, achingly so, that one wishes for a world with more heroes (but hopefully without the violence).

Running To Stand Still by U2. We can't relive the 80's without U2. Uber cool then and still so now. Political activists to boot! And then their poetry...
"You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice"

Sabai Sabai by Thongjai McIntyre is from our neighbourhood; an infectiously happy song about feeling good from a country of fun loving folks. It's been updated for the 21st century and it's still as happy sounding as ever.

Key Largo by Bertie Higgins. This one is special only because we (P, K, B and I) were not. We tried to perform it at a JC talent competition. Well, at least one of us went on the cut a couple of albums.

Shake It Off by Taylor Swift. This is technically not 80s music, though it's from the album titled 1989 and performed by the artist that is defining our kids' teenage years angst, Taylor Swift
"Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off
Heart-breakers gonna break, break, break, break, break
And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it of"

Although I bent the rules with Taylor Swift's number, there were just too many good songs I couldn't include. I left out Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet and Wham!. I also had to leave out greats songs from the 60s and 70s. Not exactly from my teenage years but I certainly grew up listening to them. 

These included:
- Yesterday because if not for Beatles then, we will not have the music of today
-  Summertime by Janis Joplin because she leaned in first and broke all barriers incl one of those gone too soon at 27
- Hotel California because the Eagles remind us that we have all checked in to this world and can't leave (not yet anyways)
- The Soft Parade by the Doors, helmed by the iconic Jim Morrison

And more recently songs by divas such as:
- Angel because Sarah McLachan has the voice of an angels and in today's world, we all need guardian angels more
- Rehab by Amy Winehouse whose life imitated her art and vice versa

Truth be told, there is one idol from the 80s that I still listen to every time I have the chance. He has since disappeared and so in my mind he is still looking like this. Like an idol should. 

Photo from Mesosyn.com

Saturday, 10 September 2016

Thinking broadly on business trips

In my last entry, I mentioned a few places I've recently been to. Whenever, wherever I travel, for business or for leisure, I pick up impressions, and these then mix with earlier memories. They serve to embellish and enrich my understanding of the place and more meaningfully of its people.

Here are a few scenes and attendant thoughts, captured on the road, for posterity.


Johanesburg, South Africa. 
The legacy of Mandela still looms large. The country is in real trouble, economically and socially, after years of inept management and rampant corruption. A month after my trip here, the ANC did poorly, as expected, in local polls indicating the people are fed up and want better. Indeed, this beautiful lands deserve better. I suggested to the minister's advisors that they should capitalise on this outcome to lead an internal reformation, one committed to delivery on the ground. It's an uphill battle but at least the leaders and the people have an iconic hero they can think of and hopefully get inspired and motivated to do better. 



London, United Kingdom. 
I was here just as Theresa May got sworn in as the new Prime Minister, following a Brexit-induced departure of David Cameron. It's been 500 years since the British Empire, and a bit more than 50 years since it gave its colonies independence. For a country with such history, choosing to go it alone may seem surprising even surreal. But then again, isn't this is just another sign of the cycle of rise and fall of great powers. A reminder to us all that history will repeat itself until the lesson is learned! Yet for all these signs of turning inwards, Britain's half a millennium of global hegemony doesn't dissipate easily. First of all it has chosen to exit a difficult European Union construct, and not the global economy. London is still one of the major capitals of the world and will remain a magnet for talents, and that in turn will keep it strong. Indeed, it's one of the major advantages we seek to secure for this city as we report on what the new government needs to do.



Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. 
Going back further in time, Arabia was once the greatest civilisation on earth. It's a harsh land and like all hard places, tough people emerge. People who impose their will on inclement environments and change the world. They invented astronomy, particularly crucial to navigating the formless lands using the stars I the skies. They invented mathematics. They thrived as a hub on the Silk Road. Then they discovered oil. And in the century or so since, in an ill-conceived effort to share the wealth with the population, their people quickly degenerated. They have become used to getting something for nothing. Critically, the hunger and work ethic have been lost. Just look at how slow the queues at immigration counters clear, despite the impressive hardware all around them. The leaders, especially an ambitious young deputy Crown Prince, has now formulated a new vision for the country. We are helping him bring about the most ambitious transformation: that of the mindset and psyche of his people.



Berlin, Germany. 
Transformation is enormously difficultly. Unless of course the entire population have such discipline as the Germans do. They are tough people who get things done and are extremely detail-oriented in the process, so the learnings are captured and passed on systematically. Yet, they are compliant. Only in such a society can one enact large scale, and I mean nationwide scale change quickly. It is really felt here in Berlin where the Stasi (Ministry of State Security, of the now defunct East Germany) psychologically tried to rid its population of capitalist tendencies. And no more pronounced than preserved in this Stasi prison, now museum. [Note: I am intrigued by a remark from a colleague, T, whose parents managed to get out of East Germany before the wall came up, that all communist era buildings have the same smell. He's spot-on! I've been to a few places, here in Berlin, in Moscow and in Hanoi, and he is right. It's a strange mix of antiseptic odour that is trying to contain the salty tears, sweat and blood beneath.] It would be remiss of me not to add while they brought upon change (bad change, I should say), it didn't endure. The wall came down 25 years ago and Germany has progressed significantly as a European and global power.

There are many more walls to bring down to advance human progress. In ancient times, these walls were that of Mother Nature's: the climate, unpassable mountains and oceans, formidable predators. Now, it's made of extremist ideologies and insular nationalism. I am thankful my teams and I can play a small but important part in this: that of dealing with all disagreeable elements resisting change, making the right case for it and then helping in ensuring it happens.



Business trips

I have always loved travel. Alone. Or with the family. Roughing it out on a shoestring. And of course in luxury. And then there's business travel. That unique journey undertaken with a purpose beyond leisure. When I first heard about it, it fired up all my senses: business class flights, first star hotels, airport limousines...

Be careful what you wish for, they always warned. In my case my travel (and thank god for SQ that makes the experience more bearable), it meant a flight every other day, nearly 180 flights a year. This year, the number of flights has thankfully reduced on account of my new role but the distances travelled very much extended. Since taking on this role, I've been in Melbourne, Hong Kong, Johannesburg, London, Riyadh, Munich and Berlin (apart from my usual pan-SEA trips).

Even D got back on the road. As one of her first purposeful project, she flew to Jakarta and back and promptly gave the transport infrastructure of the city a failed grade. So, she doesn't quite like it either. That said, if we do the jobs we do, we can't avoid it.

I am presently in Berlin Tegel airport. Waiting to board my flight to Munich and then back home to Singapore. I will be arriving shortly after J, who is on his own business trips. Except business isn't quite the word to describe the nature of the trip. More like a service vocation. And as for accommodation, it's way more basic. Think muddy ground. Think hazy, humid weather. dirty clothes. And then there's the 2-day ration to last nine days in the jungle. He will do more such trips.



But like all business trips, there is an aim. In my case, it's managing the team, the work and serving clients. In his case, it's learning Warcraft. A nobler purpose especially if he learns never to go into one.

In time, M will also enter the workforce and have to do her objective-driven trips. We are all travellers. And as the wise Confucius once said, "wherever you are going, go with all your heart".

In my case, the next two flights are the best. It takes me home. Where my hearts are.