I know I am incurring the wrath of the entire Singapore by saying what I am about to say about like oh the entire Singapore population’s favourite television series right now but hell, what is the point of having a blog if you cannot say what you feel?

Little Nyonya is like the CRAPPIEST show ever made.

First of all, Nyonyas do not speak Mandarin. This is like Wrong for Mediacorp to protray Nyonyas as Mandarin speaking. As The Laney’s mother who is half peranakan says: Do I like Chinese to you? It is Factually Wrong. Entertainment is always inaccurate but I rather watch Peranakans on Suria than have Jeanette Aw (kill me what is wrong with her? She speaks so slowly like a certain SML at work) strut her stuff on screen. And I watch Bollywood * on TV thank you very much.

I only sat through three quarters of the last episode, (though having been subject to bits of the drama serial by chance during certain times) and I totally lost my appetite for the dinner that I was eating. And no, it was instant noodles and not the usual mother food. It was so horrible I wanted to claw out my eyeballs. Or just die to end the pain of watching that poor excuse of entertainment.

I got down on my knees and thanked god for inventing Cable. Channel 55 and 255. What would I do without my TVBS? Watch Mediacorp productions that is. When was the last time I watched a TCS 8 (correct me, Mediacorp Channel 8) drama serial from episode 1 to whatever? Er, that was back in Hall where cable and you tube did not exist. Where I watched all the Sex in the City people shared with me on their computers. What has become of Singaporean TV?

Thank you for cable, God and the Pig. I am eternally grateful.

*I still do watch Bollywood movies on the local free to air channel once in a while. They are my guilty pleasure.