i struggle to find words that aptly encapsulates how i feel - but i resonate so much with
this article from rice media that articulates this complexity of emotions i feel, as well as its accompanying aspirations that make my heart swell with patriotic pride.
for so many years i had the personal impression that our government was synonymous with the incumbent party. in my head, it was difficult to tease the party and the government apart, and i admit sheepishly that for the longest time in junior college (the "feeder" of sg politicians - including sg's newest heart throb) i had thought "
psc scholar" equated to "
pap scholar". i too, had bought the rhetoric that we needed a competent government to rule and prosper, resigned to fate as i explained to any of my international friends interested in sg politics and willing to listen that we - singaporeans, valued economic progress and stability over peripheral matters i.e. having an unadulterated democracy and freedom of speech. i was a global affairs major in college and even based my final-year capstone thesis on investigating corruption's impact on electoral margins of victory in single-party dominant states like sg, but in terms of political engagement i had always looked outwards - big power politics, east asian politics, southeast asian politics - many places elsewhere but home. there was just so much political apathy in the state of sg politics that i accepted things as they were - as inevitable trade-offs for the comfort of a prosperous nation that most of us have the privilege of partaking in. perhaps it was also because until this election i was short of the legal voting age. without some skin in the game, it just felt easier to pass off the opposition scene as dismal and disengage on the pretext of sg lacking credible opposition.
on the 10th of july, i held both my identification card and polling card with my legal name imprinted on it and stood in line at my primary school i.e. my designated polling station - a place so vividly familiar yet distant all at once (so many years had passed, the context had changed but the environment remained strangely unchanged). i couldn't help but feel joyful yet solemn with the weight of this civic responsibility. joyful because it was my first time voting this election, and it was empowering to feel like i was part of a collective that got to decide on the future of singapore's leadership and governance. i was no longer a bystander! my vote was going to be part of the vote count during the announcement of the electoral results later that morning! joyful bc i recognised that the access to universal suffrage is in itself a privilege, and that having a public holiday on general election day to make the act of voting conducive is also a privilege that we should never take for granted. singapore is far from a western democracy and having some sort of political structure and process in place for periodic elections may seem like democratic tokenism, but i am still thankful for these guardrails that protect our universal suffrage. voting is such a sacred act bc it is the vested responsibility conferred from the constitution on a citizen to his/her/their nation: to do it justice, i
had to make an informed choice and arrive at a conclusion that only i myself would be accountable for.
this election, i wrestled to come to a decision on which party to cast my vote for. i wrestled bc it was a fight between my values and guiding principles i hold close to my heart, and so arriving at that decision was a highly personal process:
being the voice for those who cannot speak for themselves; giving credit where credit is due; valuing kindness above all, separation of the people from the party - like distinguishing between the sin and the sinner ("hate the sin but love the sinner") in the biblical sense;
standing up against injustice and any forms of bullying (non-partisan bc values transcend party, creed etc.);
rewarding earnestness, grit and intentionality over mere results, valuing substance and credibility in representation etc. but one thing i learnt was to remember that the world is far too complex to be classified into manichean handles. voting did not have to be a dichotomous process where i had to localise and pledge my vote based on the evaluative criteria of a person or the concrete results of any one party. i could desire for the incumbent to remain in power, acknowledge the efforts of their members with gratitude and still vote otherwise. and vice versa. at the end of the day, i voted based on my heart - as i always do in decision-making, and walked out of it feeling like my heart was singing.
i spent friday night and the wee hours of saturday morning shuffling between the living room (where my entire family was up) and the comfort of my ac room snuggled up with bae in bed, keeping our eyes and ears peeled for the keywords "east coast", "west coast", "sengkang", "aljunied", "bukit panjang" and "bukit batok". we eventually went to bed at 5am, my heart brimming with pride and love for my country and her people. watching the election results was cathartic, for lack of a better word.
we really showed up as one, and in doing so sent a clear message to the incumbent that they should not rest on their laurels and assume buy-in. the logic is simple - they may be free to make choices on behalf of the nation, but they will have to be answerable at the polls, and a few may be sacrificed in the process. there is a new generation stepping up and that is none other than
my generation. a generation that is increasingly educated and becoming more politically engaged. a generation that is unafraid to call a spade a spade and willing to stand up against any forms of bullying. a generation that may seem ungrateful but actually cares about those who fall through the cracks. a generation that can no longer be bought with money, especially in the face of what seems like moral barrenness. a generation that shows up when push comes to shove.
a generation that believes in the weighted promises of our national pledge.
