Singaporean Delusion: A Tragic Tale of Denial

When something/someone is f*cked up, it's bad, but it's still okay if people take notice of the f*ckery and try their best to change it.

The problem with the steaming sh*t pile that is Singapore is that the Singaporeans themselves don't seem to think that they have a problem. Singapore is f*cked up in almost every conceivable way, but the locals somehow always try to deceive themselves into thinking that they live in a wonderful country.

WHY??????????

I've come to the conclusion that these Singaporeans are either completely oblivious to their living environment and have the perceptive ability of a f*cking chair, or are so far in deluded denial that they just don't want to even admit to knowing that they exist in a backward cow dung dump.

This blind love for the cesspool is everywhere.

It is indoctrinated into the non-functioning minds of Singaporeans from when they're young, when they're forced to sing the national anthem and to recite the pledge every day, when they're brainwashed into thinking that Singapore is a first-world utopia. Many carry on into adulthood without thinking and without questioning. It's sickening.

Singaporeans get unduly indignant when people criticize their country because they know exactly how messed up their country is, but instead turn their sad acknowledgement (or denial, I don't know which it is) into anger for the one who's speaking the truth.

Now let's talk about the 'future' of Singapore and their form of delusion. The young people.

They are insecure, they are substanceless, and they hate it when their friends try to improve themselves. Let's look at this example:

When young Singaporeans (especially the university kids)  go on exchange in other countries, and come back with a different worldview or outlook on life, or more tangibly, a different accent, their Singaporean peers get so incredibly disgusted and angry it's insane. It's like getting extremely pissed at your friend because they decided to change their hairstyle.

There are two things that one can learn from this. Young Singaporeans are so empty and so devoid of substance and culture that they constantly have to look elsewhere for an identity. This is an extremely sad thing, and sometimes I actually genuinely feel bad for them. But I stop feeling bad when their friends get uncomfortable and start tearing them down for wanting an identity.

For reference, let's call the Singaporeans who want an identity the Wanting Singaporeans, and the Singaporeans who get angry the Denial Singaporeans.

These Wanting Singaporeans, I admit, should be commended for actually working to get an identity for themselves, although they may be called "pretentious" and "fake" (and actually, most of the time, they are pretentious and fake), because they're actually trying.

The Denial Singaporeans who get angry at the Wantings actually want an identity as much as the Wantings do. They're either too lazy to work for an identity or just don't have the guts to do it. The most infuriating thing, however, is that these Denial Singaporeans are always, always appropriating other cultures and their characteristics, and at the same time, crucifying their Wanting friends for actually going out and incorporating these things into their identity.

These Denials will go on Instagram and caption their posts with foreign lingo and boast about how the foie gras wagyu beef bowl (that has already featured at least 6 times on their social media) wasn't as satisfying as the previous time and "needs more salt", and then turn around and bash the Wantings who never solicited their opinions in the first place. And then everyone ends up being sad and bitter and marinate in their pot of self-loathing.

And then when the ego of their country is attacked, they'll get all defensive and act like they were proud of being Singaporean in the first place.

Give me a f*cking break.