I'm turning communist. Suddenly there's this overwhelming Mao-ish presence every Sunday at my grandpa's house. My uncles and grandpa suddenly started talking about Mao's philosophy or something, I have no idea how it started. Here's how one of them goes...
“人不犯我，我不犯人；人若犯我，我必犯人” - 毛泽东
Ice cool, baby~
Besides, the whole ruddy Orchard road is filled with China - China kids, China t-shirts, Olympics advertisements filling the entire Paragon. I'm not xenophobic or anything, but it screws your mind when everything turns Chinese when everything isn't Chinese. Picture that ya rasta, bloody Jamaica, seen?
Great leap forward comrades. Gimme a hug yo?
