[Marxism] Is there a gate to the future in Eastern Asia II: Christ, Marx, Wood and Wei

Jurriaan Bendien bendien at tomaatnet.nl
Tue Feb 17 05:09:11 MST 2004

Singapore's self-styled sex guru Dr Wei Siang Yu who doesn't live there
anymore, is preparing to launch a midnight television talk show in a few
months which will feature bathtub tutorials.  This will be followed by a
reality TV programme called "Dr Love superbaby-making show" in which 10
couples from different nationalities fight with each other to be the first
to conceive a child in a bourgeois competition financed by US-based company

Making babies must be always competitive in Singapore and the USA, they
cannot think of anything else, people must win and lose, someone else must
be killed or destroyed to feel good. Thus, a naturally co-operative action
must somehow still be made competitive at the most primeval levels to
establish winners and losers, rulers and ruled, dominators and subordinated.
Wei said he will scientifically study the couples' hormonal cycles and
recommend changes in their diets to help competitive fertilisation.

Competitive seduction strategies will also be featured on his show to show
how you can be better or worse than somebody else, and therefore how you can
be a better competitive baby-producer and ought to be chosen. "It's like a
baby race" Wei said. One of his programme's highlights is the "bathtub
tutorial" with real-life couples, conducted by Dr Love himself. "We will
teach couples how to massage each other in a bathtub," said Wei. He did not
anticipate conflict with  Singapore's censorship laws. "We will not reveal
the breast or the groin. Viewers will only see the back," he said. "This is
not pornography, this is edu-tainment".

An existing mobile phone service in Singapore organised by Wei alerts women
before their ovulation period, so they can fuck competitively during that
time if they aim to make a baby. Wei claimed he had received e-mails from
some of the women, saying they were already pregnant.  Wei argues a
government programme giving cash incentives to encourage couples to compete
to have more children is inadequate.  Wei developed an online algorithm
called MEGG. Women who subscribe to it, type in data like age, weight,
history of menstrual dates, and then MEGG will estimate their next menstrual
cycle. This way they can predict when they will next ovulate. Users can have
an e-mail or a text message sent on their phone, computer or PDA before the
next estimated date.

Lee Hsien Loong, the son of Singapore's founding father Lee Kuan Yew (last
year named as likely successor to Prime Minister Goh Chok Tong), has said he
wants to reverse a rapidly falling birth rate in Singapore. Getting people
to compete to have more babies again, would be one of his administration's
top three priorities for 2004, he said. Singapore's current birth rate is an
average of 1.37 babies per woman (2002 estimate) which is insufficiently
competitive. To maintain the current population of 4 million, a higher birth
rate is needed and therefore this requires more competition.

Reference: Ira Levin, This Perfect day.


"Traffic's wild tonight"
Diamond smiles her cocktail smile.
Tonight she's in heavy disquise.
She looks at her wrist to clock the passing time.
"Weather's mild tonight"
She wonders will her glamour survive,
She wonders do they notice her eyes,
And can they see she's going down a third time.
Everybody tries,
It's Dale Carnegie gone wild,
But Barbara Cartland's child
long ago perfected the motionless glide.
In the low voltage noise,
Diamond seems so sure and so poised
She shimmers for the bright young boys,
And laugh's "Love is for others, but me it destroys"
The girl in the cake
Jumped out too soon by mistake,
Somebody said the whole things half baked
And Diamond lifts her glass and says "cheers"
She stands to the side
There's no more to this than meets the eye,
Everybody drinks Martini dry,
And talks about clothes and the latest styles.
They said she did it
With grace.
They said she did it
With style.
They said she did it all
Before she died
Oh No
I remember Diamond's smile
Nobody saw her go,
They said they should have noticed
'cos her dress was cut so low.
Well it only goes to show
Ha, ha, how many real men any of us know.
She went up the stairs,
Stood up on the vanity chair,
Tied her lame belt around the chandelier,
And went out kicking at the perfumed air.

- "Diamond Smiles", by the Boomtown Rats

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