Vive La Resistance
so I'm living in a sci fi movie. I was wandering through a shopping mall today, on my way to lunch, observing a security camera observing me. I wandered by the soldiers carrying automatic weapons, and thought "gee, I feel like I'm back in the US of A. . .particularly with the sterile smell emanating from these storefronts that reminds me of the airport." So I came up with my own little diversionary fantasy (as I am wont to do when wandering the streets of singapore these days, they range from romantic, to heroic to tragic), but this one I feel was particularly good. I am wandering through a shopping mall, eyes of the state pinned on me (they keep track of your movements with the EZ link card I carry in my pocket) listening to the bodiless voice tell me where I can and cannot eat, can and cannot drink, can and cannot loiter. eye contact is strictly avoided. I expect to be contacted by the underground any day now. the rumours of an armed resistance are spreading quickly on the street, though the police are quick to investigate subversive activities of any kind. yesterday an anti government website was attacked by "hackers," ie the police "anti cyber terror squad." they will do it quietly, deceiving the cameras always pinned on us. just two casual consumers conversing in a store. or something equally subtle. they will give me information on the headquarters. i figure it's somewhere in the Housing Development Board (HDB) slums, north of downtown. Maybe somewhere more dangerous though? right under their noses. Singapore's installing those new microchips in people's skulls, ostensibly to keep your bank account right along with you, but we know the truth. this has to stop.
good one, I thought. At least it killed twenty minutes of consumer desire. Now I ask you: how much of this story is true?