It all started when we were going slightly uphill when we saw a house, looking like a church. He started talking then, about how foreign people getting all the good jobs, selling furnitures and cabinets at around $5k each and then buying huge houses. Then he continued , criticising the government, that they surrendered all the good jobs to the foreign talents and giving jobs to the local talents such jobs like a cab driver. He also talked about life, having a big house and a big life, big problems and big adventure, or just a small house, insignificant life, small problems and a boring life. Him, being the 'patriotic' person, blamed the government for treating the foreign talents better than the locals. Of course, there are other reasons too. He mentioned that he once drove a significant child home once with his guardian. He was talking back then, like talking to us, before getting a few sharp bangs from behind his seat and a scolding, telling him to shut up. I think from then on, he started going against the politics. He said, sweet things are the ones that makes one sick. Bitter ones are the medicines. Criticism are meant for people to improve; it's like a sharp injection as a medication. This i agree. Except for the fact that criticism can hurt, it's probably the best way to make one improve. Anyways, he also complained about other things such as unfilial children and all, before reaching my destination, East Point Mall. Before I left, he encouraged me to study hard and win a significant figure in life.
Of course, it's not an easy thing. being significant is hard! but most of what he says is correct. The government really has a room for improments. But then again, this is like a debate. And you know how much i dislike debates and conflicts. I think some of his opinions are too exaggerating. Not all the good things goes to the foreign talents. Singaporeans has their own good too, for example, subsidised school fees, national day parade tickets and all.
