Thursday, September 15, 2005
` Thursday, September 15, 2005
Recently, our little sunny island had been shrouded in a cloud of intrigue and fear surrounding the increasing numbers of people afflicted with dengue fever. To avoid a potential SARS-like outbreak, the government has been actively devoting significant resources addressing the problem, which involved the formation of a high-level taskforce and frequent newspaper coverage of the status of the fight against the dreaded Aedes mosquito.
Kudos to the politicians for making it such a concerted effort to address the problem. It also makes me more appreciative of the fact that the experience of living in Singapore is not fraught with frequent terrorist attacks, civilian wars, turbulent hurricanes and bizarre weather changes (and maybe even stranger powers of authority).
On a lighter note, the area where I live had been identified as a "hot zone" for the breeding of the damned insect. The hilarious thing was how my sister and I flinched, itched and scratched our way back from the night market that had been set up across the road from our house. Once we realised we were right smack in the affected area, the imaginery mini-predators came attacking our minds and we walked as fast as we could back home, only to realise the unnecessary hysteria.
So much for drama on a slow and boring Tuesday night.