It remains remarkably difficult for people like those in my parents’ generation, to accept that death is not an option. For them, there is an unquestionable sense of justice, supposedly to protect those who will not be harmed if these drug dealers do not stop. Yet it seems to baffle them when I say that, “you know, people actually come from places that literally doesn’t say a word about Singapore’s strict drug laws, so a lot of people die here without even knowing WHY it is bad; to these misguided and terribly unfortunate people they really were just following orders”. In fact, disbelief at times, as they would continually question how anybody would not know the “famously strict and to-the-letter laws on trafficking drugs”, wrapped up and nigh consumed by the notion that Singapore’s laws are so famously strict, AMERICANS would always quote Michael Fay and bubble gums! (no, they don’t really, although it never fails to amuse the American friends I know!)
In the larger communities, there seems to be a very strict faith-based belief in laws, especially in religious communities. For a lot of people, young and old, common law is almost wrapped up in the same bubble as their own faith’s beliefs. So infractions on either common law or faith-based rules will see you greeted the same way — of utter disbelief and disgust, even.
I am not a trained journalist nor am I a psychologist. Such ingrained thoughts continue to baffle someone like me, who seeks to learn more and gain new thoughts and adopt new positions on societal matters… I just can’t fathom why anyone would literally put their morals on auto-pilot.