a migration of poor standards

I’m getting a little bit tired of Indians saying how much they like my country, Singapore. The gushing never stops. Towering buildings; glitzy shopping malls; roads without potholes; clean, drinking water; spotless streets; safe neighbourhoods; efficient administration; incorruptible government; gateway to the world; ….they could go on forever. (Every now and then, one of them questions the lack of genuine democracy here, while yearning for … Continue reading a migration of poor standards