Were you at Serangoon Stadium yesterday night? My goodiness, what a gathering of the masses! It's like the Chinatown CNY bazaar all over again, I tell you! Heart-poundingly SHIOK!
I am no die-hard opposition supporter (though I do welcome alternative views), but I must say I thoroughly enjoyed myself during the precious half hour that I was there. It made the 1.5hr journey (1hr of it was spent crawling along absolutely jammed-up CTE and 0.5hr of it spent trying to squeeze out some space to illegally double-park in front of some private bungalows) worth it. So many, so many people - we are talking about more than 10,000 here - all inch-packed into the stadium; ice-cream vendors with their red Walls umbrellas parked along the roads, and barricades with starched-uniformed policemen dotting the boundaries of stadium.
Within the stadium, it's one highly-charged, organized mess. With passion running high, and a blatant disregard for the sinking of feet into muddy grounds and pressing of hot sweaty bodies against one another, people of all races and ages waved small hammer-flags and boisteriously chanted 'Workers Party! Workers Party!' each time the candidates said something that struck the right chord. And how very clever to have ended the rally by reciting the pledge!
Good luck, to candidates who truly want to serve.
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