The results are in...

The results are in--dubitably predictable I say.

But Teochew pride rules. Woo hoo! Uh, yeah, whatever. I couldn't care. There was this write-up in a local newspaper, saying that the residents of the contested single member constituency of Hougang mustered their courage to vote for the opposition.

Brave enough to make a choice, they say. But these good people know that money will not buy their hearts. Go them! Low Thia Khiang -- there are just too many family friends named "Low" from my Teochew side, ugh! -- has enough charisma to put fresh-faced, fledgling politicans to shame. Gawd! Even my Da calls Low his "Action Hero" (optional dialect accent included).

At least I could trust Mister Low. His predecessor, JB Jeyaretnam, had far too much facial hair for me to, well, like. He looked strikingly similar to an Abe Lincoln (with a mutton chops overdose) sporting a trishaw driver's attire*, while he chanted "The Hammer!"** in his heydays of manifesto distribution in Bedok's Markets...

Ah, I miss the glory days.

Oh, and PAP dominated -- er, I mean, uh -- got my estate. East Coast? Oh, please. Seriously, my place has everything except a public swimming pool and a public library. We have a hospital here (beat that!) in this charming little estate named after the Four Beauties of Chinese Legend, which has absolutely no relevance whatsoever to the country in the first place. I think my tiny estate should be a constituency on its own. Small but has [almost] everything. :p

* Geez! What a weird visualization. (shudders)
** Ah hah! I was right! The Workers' Party hammer symbol is called a ball-peen hammer.