It is a frikkin HOT day. Too hot to be moving heavy equipment to clients’ premises, which is what me and my business associates did. It is a torture driving in Singapore, despite the fabulous road network that hasn’t suffered a meltdown (yessss) due to the Nichol Highway collapse. It is so hot the car air-con doesn’t help a tiny bit in stopping you from sloshing in your sweat. It musta been at least 35 degrees C.
Speaking of Singapore, air-con and torture, I found an article about air-con torture. Faaaaar cry from the Iraq prisoner abuse scandal, but horrific in it’s own bleeting way, nonetheless. I’m sure public outcry would have been far greater had there been pictures of some fuddy duddy democratic activist shivering in an air-con room in a well-appointed police facility.