The economy is booming, unemployment rates are plunging, job opportunities are soaring, average starting salaries are on the rise, and yet, every week I deal with aunties lugging enormous sacks of tidbits at my gate. And they've walked from gate to gate in the sun, selling three packets of the tidbits for ten dollars, and are probably more often than not, getting doors slammed in their faces. Though the tidbits are always a little soggy, I can never help but buy them, as if it helps the income gap any. So while the flashy young executives and expatriates are rolling in money and strutting around importantly, the older generation are left to knock on their doors and plead with them to buy some snacks. Unless, of course, they attend the necessary upgrading courses to keep themselves "relevant". And who did question their relevance while they were toiling to build the nation today?

It's ironic then, that the men and women who built the engines of Singapore's rocket-like growth, are now left to eat the dust of their own hands.

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11:29 PM