Friday evening’s rally by the Reform Party was a wonderland of awfulness. Xenophobic ranting! Return My CPF ranting! General ranting! I wasn’t expecting much sanity from the rally content, but it was truly appalling. Sure, rallies are about emotion and a good show. But this was a bad, bad show: think trainwreck-level of bad.
How awful was it? Let me recap the rally for you in tweets (in my paraphrased Singlish edition).
It started off ominously, with Gilbert Goh rattling off his usual spiel about how foreigners are the source of all evil, vampiric parasites, etc.
Then it veered into new levels of crazy, with our low TFR rate blamed on foreigners. (Of course! Why didn’t we see this before?)
It got weird very quickly after that. This was about the time my head started to hurt from all the crazy at this rally.
Then, as he is wont to do, Gilbert Goh unlocked a new achievement for bigoted douchetasticness. Level up!
Kenneth Jeyaretnam took the HAR factor to a whole new level when he spoke.
Stay classy, KJ.
Suddenly everyone is in love with the minimum wage this GE.
No, seriously, have you read it?
The crazy at this rally would not be complete without Ngerng. And Ngerng’s speech would not be complete without demanding that his CPF is returned, although that’s not actually a thing.
Then it descended into outright foaming-at-the mouth delusion. There is a fairly detailed explanation here (and many other places) about CPF monies and GIC.
Unsurprisingly, Ngerng entered tinfoil hat-wearing conspiracy theory mode. I was sad for him for about half a second, because it was just … depressing. Then I remembered that it was dear old Gorblok after all, and I was fine.
At this point, I suspected the rally was beginning to give me cancer.
This is where I snorted loudly and giggled while tweeting, drawing some angry glares from the crowd around me. Looking at how riled up the supporters were, there were a few moments when I was a little uneasy in the crowd. Thankfully, everyone was too busy being angry at the half-truths they wanted to believe and didn’t pay me much notice.
As I left (probably with cancer from this batshit crazy rally), I noticed that the people sitting in the stadium bleachers had looks of shocked disbelief on their faces. If they were all stunned like vegetables, those bleachers were holding the biggest salad I have ever seen in my life.