Farewell Mr Lee
For those of us who grew up in the grungy 50s and tumultuous 60s, Lee Kuan Yew was the David standing up to the Goliath of poverty, unemployment, communism, triads, poor living conditions and all the ills of a newly-minted, but resource-less country. And all he had for a stone was the Singapore spirit.
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In the last few days after his passing on March 23 2015, we’ve seen, heard, read tributes from Singaporeans of every ilk, the movers-and-shakers and the regular folk. Next to the facts and recollections, all the vitriol spilling out of nastizens look like so much runny bile.
Sure, there are policies we don’t like and incidences of what-were-they-thinking? but the big picture is still a good one. We like to whine and gripe – maybe it’s therapeutic, but we get fiercely defensive if others criticise our gleaming, green and efficient city-state built by Team Lee Kuan Yew.
One-people, one-nation has materialized as an outpouring of messages, tears and snaking queues outside Parliament House where his body lies in-state. For Singaporeans to patiently wait up to eight hours outdoors on a blazing day indicates true love. As much as we grieve, we are thankful that his life was long and mostly happy until he lost Mrs Lee. Rest well Mr Lee. Until we meet again…