Another attack on civilian
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No forgiveness! Execute them all, dun even nid a trial... Taxpayers money should be spent on nooses...
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you give the singapore police too much credit.
based on my experience with them. they can't even handle a case of someone stealing an IC and using it to sign up hp plans. i doubt they're any more effecient in gang related stuff.
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to the SG police, this is just a case of "NON-SEIZABLE OFFENCE". CASE CLOSED. go back sip coffee and shake legs while MSN-ing girls behind their PC at the police post.
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lolz.... cant believe this..
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u mean the police only care abt big cases ?
is not like we have 10 murder cases in one day...
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Originally posted by xlazy:
u mean the police only care abt big cases ?
is not like we have 10 murder cases in one day...
i mean the police only care about cases which makes threaten their "perfect" image.cases like huang na. if they handle it the way they handle cases of lost IC, there will be a public outcry.
cases which involve the press. they will make it look good. but cases which are minor which don't involve their reputation directly, they push responsibilities around, or take record and keep it in their drawers, sweep it under the carpet. loanshark cases? my friend got hounded so many times because someone stole his 11b to borrow money. in the end also nothing done. the guy walked away scot free.
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Police also human mah, can evade, better evade mah, why made themselve so much problem, they can relax and can wear smart smart to show off to gals and pros, why need to care so much, afterall, all are sponsor by we "the taxpayers".
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Originally posted by angel7030:
Police also human mah, can evade, better evade mah, why made themselve so much problem, they can relax and can wear smart smart to show off to gals and pros, why need to care so much, afterall, all are sponsor by we "the taxpayers".
this attitude is so common and rampant in uniform groups. army, police, and civil defence.except civil defence abit better la. they screw up, people die, so they can't screw up.
police are the worst. imo.
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Originally posted by dumbdumb!:
i mean the police only care about cases which makes threaten their "perfect" image.cases like huang na. if they handle it the way they handle cases of lost IC, there will be a public outcry.
cases which involve the press. they will make it look good. but cases which are minor which don't involve their reputation directly, they push responsibilities around, or take record and keep it in their drawers, sweep it under the carpet. loanshark cases? my friend got hounded so many times because someone stole his 11b to borrow money. in the end also nothing done. the guy walked away scot free.
army also mah
Wayang wayang only
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Originally posted by angel7030:
I have my doubt on this guy, 20 persons (even youth) can identify the wrong person???. I dun think so.
I think he must have really offended others seriously and badly. And since police are involved as hospital must had informed the police, he has to protect himself by claiming that he is innocent.
Even if its not a case of mistake identity, this kind of act of extreme violence cannot be condoned. The 20 youths deserves to be imprisoned for life.
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Originally posted by eagle:
army also mah
Wayang wayang only
army still ok... no war.. only do peacetime role...
police do practically nothing la. its a double edged sword. shrugs.
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Originally posted by angel7030:
Huh! disneyland??? WTH u toking?? mickey.U are living in Capitaland ya.
This guy William Gibson wrote about singpore lah......
here i copy paste for you.....
Disneyland with the Death Penalty
By William Gibson
"It's like an entire country run by Jeffrey Katzenberg," the producer had said, "under the motto 'Be happy or I'll kill you.'" We were sitting in an office a block from Rodeo Drive, on large black furniture leased with Japanese venture capital.
Now that I'm actually here, the Disneyland metaphor is proving impossible to shake. For that matter, Rodeo Drive comes frequently to mind, though the local equivalent feels more like 30 or 40 Beverly Centers put end to end.
;-)
Was it Laurie Anderson who said that VR would never look real until they learned how to put some dirt in it? Singapore's airport, the Changi Airtropolis, seemed to possess no more resolution than some early VPL world. There was no dirt whatsoever; no muss, no furred fractal edge to things. Outside, the organic, florid as ever in the tropics, had been gardened into brilliant green, and all-too-perfect examples of itself. Only the clouds were feathered with chaos - weird columnar structures towering above the Strait of China.
The cab driver warned me about littering. He asked where I was from.
He asked if it was clean there. "Singapore very clean city." One of those annoying Japanese-style mechanical bells cut in as he exceeded the speed limit, just to remind us both that he was doing it. There seemed to be golf courses on either side of the freeway. . . .
"You come for golf?"
"No."
"Business?"
"Pleasure."
He sucked his teeth. He had his doubts about that one.
Singapore is a relentlessly G-rated experience, micromanaged by a state that has the look and feel of a very large corporation. If IBM had ever bothered to actually possess a physical country, that country might have had a lot in common with Singapore. There's a certain white-shirted constraint, an absolute humorlessness in the way Singapore Ltd. operates; conformity here is the prime directive, and the fuzzier brands of creativity are in extremely short supply.
The physical past here has almost entirely vanished.
There is no slack in Singapore. Imagine an Asian version of Zurich operating as an offshore capsule at the foot of Malaysia; an affluent microcosm whose citizens inhabit something that feels like, well, Disneyland. Disneyland with the death penalty.
But Disneyland wasn't built atop an equally peculiar 19th-century theme park - something constructed to meet both the romantic longings and purely mercantile needs of the British Empire. Modern Singapore was - bits of the Victorian construct, dressed in spanking-fresh paint, protrude at quaint angles from the white-flanked glitter of the neo-Gernsbackian metropolis. These few very deliberate fragments of historical texture serve as a reminder of just how deliciously odd an entrepot Singapore once was - a product of Empire kinkier even than Hong Kong.
The sensation of trying to connect psychically with the old Singapore is rather painful, as though Disneyland's New Orleans Square had been erected on the site of the actual French Quarter, obliterating it in the process but leaving in its place a glassy simulacrum. The facades of the remaining Victorian shop-houses recall Covent Garden on some impossibly bright London day. I took several solitary, jet-lagged walks at dawn, when a city's ghosts tend to be most visible, but there was very little to be seen of previous realities: Joss stick smouldering in an old brass holder on the white-painted column of a shop-house; a mirror positioned above the door of a supplier of electrical goods, set to snare and deflect the evil that travels in a straight line; a rusty trishaw, chained to a freshly painted iron railing. The physical past, here, has almost entirely vanished.
Today's Singapore is far more precisely the result of Lee Kuan Yew's vision than the Manchester of the East ever was of Sir Stamford Raffles'.
In 1811, when Temenggong, a local chief, arrived to resettle Singapura, the Lion City, with a hundred Malays, the jungle had long since reclaimed the ruins of a 14th-century city once warred over by Java, Siam, and the Chinese. A mere eight years later came Sir Stamford Raffles, stepping ashore amid a squirming tangle of kraits and river pirates, to declare the place a splendid spot on which to create, from the ground up, a British trading base. It was Raffles's singular vision to set out the various colonial jewels in Her Majesty's crown as distinct ethnic quarters: here Arab Street, here Tanjong Pagar (Chinese), here Serangoon Road (Indian). And Raffles's theme park boomed for 110 years - a free port, a Boy's Own fantasy out of Talbot Mundy, with every human spice of Asia set out on a neatly segmented tray of sturdy British china: "the Manchester of the East." A very hot ticket indeed.
This is page one.....got six pages so i dun wan to paste here if not can cover a whole page here.....
here is the link http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/1.04/gibson.html
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those 20 ginnas din kill him..amazing
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Gangster? You sure they had no political backing?
Maybe the victim is guilty of feeling unhappy about living in Singapore which carries a death penalty last time I checked in 2001.
Sometimes or perhpas in a lot of times Mr. ruler use these kind of masquerading to get to his intended target. I'm not accusing but it's a possibility especially when they are always uncaught by the police.