Quiescence and Hiatus

After ten enjoyable years, it’s time to take a break. Starting today, I’m off to see the parts of the world I’ve never visited before. It will be an extended trip, something I have not done for a long time. (So far, the longest period of time I’ve been away was three weeks.)

To the loyal followers of my blog, thank you for reading my posts all these years, including my previous blog, Straight from the Shoulder.

Those who know me, know how to reach me.

Have a great life!

It’s hard to keep my big mouth shut – the swamp probably won’t get less swampy anytime soon and I still have truckloads of crap I want to get off my chest (catharsis!) – so, do keep a lookout and check back every now and then; this blog may be active again before you know it!

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Join! It’s Free! Or is It?

When Raffles Town Club first opened, it was positioned as a top-end members’ only haven and enclave. Fiercely touted were its supposed European design, central location (no, no, not tucked away in the boondocks) with superlative fine dining restaurants and a small, invitation-only very special membership offered exclusively only to the elite, yes, the crème de la crème of Singapore, no less.

Aggressive marketing through credit card companies (pay through affordable monthly instalments!) saw a huge surge in membership, as suckers who desired to belong to the more expensive (translation: “old school and stodgy”) and difficult-to-get-in clubs like the Tanglin Club and the Singapore Island Country Club fulfilled their aspirations and would now also be deemed “someone with a club membership.” Yes, they felt they’ve finally arrived.

Soon after, Raffles Town Club hit the news and all for the wrong reasons.

First of all, it wasn’t a club at all, it was a company with the word “club” in its name and “members” have no voting rights. Zero, zip, zilch, nada. Never had, never do and never will.

European design? It looks worse than a train station in Moldova! Strategic location? It was at a road corner in the Bukit Timah area far from public transport access. Superlative dining facilities? You got to be kidding – even eateries at established clubs are mediocre at best. In fact, some have to pay you to eat by sending you free vouchers every month redeemable at their F&B outlets. Exclusive membership? Members complained of overcrowding – membership was sold to anyone and everyone who applied and people were appalled to see their neighborhood ex-convict and their neighborhood pork seller slurping their French onion soup and stuffing their faces in the same mess hall masquerading as “a fine dining establishment.”

And as if it couldn’t get worse, the owners fought, but deals were made and the founders all got away with their millions while members fumed.

Talk about being screwed!

Since then, the Club has changed hands a couple of times.

What made people sign up in the first place?

They were all victims of bounded rationality: you only know what you know at the decision point. Sure, you can try game theory to see what transpires – usually nothing different – but who has the time and resources to do that? Besides, you may end up over-analyzing a decision to the point of paralysis. (Analysis paralysis, anyone?) Absent some solid data to guide your decision, you then refer to whatever basic tenet you live your life by; in this case, to belong, to be a member of a club, so you can flaunt it. That, is about the best an Ah Beng can do and, hopefully, result in the best an Ah Beng can get. Or put differently, making the best decision on limited information available, according to beliefs and desires, is the best an Ah Beng can be.

Say a supposedly charismatic (translation: “seemingly rich”) person rises from nowhere and promises to convene an interest group – no charge for membership, nothing to lose, just join for the fellowship, hey, it’s free, so be part of the community. Who wouldn’t join? People will jump in for fear of missing out. In fact, some will fight tooth and nail to snag an invitation! But have you considered the person’s character? His past behavior? His track record? Is he prepared to spend, say, a million bucks of his own money to promote whatever cause the interest group purportedly has? Is the person open, sincere, honest or has he got dollar signs in his eyes and pecuniary intents in his mind? In other words, what’s his pedigree and raison d’etat? Remember, a simulacrum of a saint is not a saint.

You wouldn’t know about this person, would you, because of bounded rationality – the idea that your rationality is limited when you make that decision at that point in time. Limited by what? Not to beat a dead horse, but limited by the tractability of the decision at hand and the time available to say “yes” or “no” among other factors. Thus pressured, you act as a satisficer and you end up seeking what seems to you at that  moment to be a satisfactory solution rather than an optimal one.

Not only that, you make decisions based on your mental capabilities, your own cognitive limitations, your own brainpower, your own intellectual fire power and what others are doing. I hate to break it to you, but the bottom line is: the quality of your decision is limited by your IQ. So, you take comfort in numbers. Everyone else has gotten the invite and clicked “yes” so what about you?

The more lemmings there are, the more they will collectively jump off the cliff.

Are you a lemming?

A very wise man just reminded me that “sometimes the idiots you know are better than the devils you do not know.”

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Did My Life Flashed Before Me?

They say your life will flash before you before you die.

I almost died four times one recent morning.

Yup, face to face with death four times in one morning!

Can you beat that?

What flashed wasn’t my life, though.

It was morons on electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs (Personal Mobility Devices) whizzing by. The dumbasses at LTA (Land Transport Authority) define PMDs as kick scooters, electric scooters, unicycles and hoverboards.

More than 70,000 e-scooters had been registered in Singapore by April 30th. That’s just e-scooters, but what about other junk like electronic bicycles, etc and what about those that are not registered?

The first demon from hell that morning was a China woman – as in a woman from China – who appeared out of nowhere and cut right into my path without any warning.

She came that close to riding INTO me.

The second one was some retard who flashed by on my right – again, no bell, no sound, and if my unsteady gait had caused me to step a little to my right I would have been hit.

The third one was another motherfucker who must have missed my back by inches – it was a food delivery fellow; again no warning. I only knew I almost met my maker when I felt the swoosh of air generated by the speed of his PMD flying past right behind me. If for any reason I had stumbled backward, I would have ended up groaning on the floor, or worse.

And the fourth one was some old turbo uncle on stealth who decided to suddenly turn left and rocketed past me. I suspect he nicked off a fingernail of mine.

And now those cretins at Funan have decided that when the mall re-opens, it will be Singapore’s only mall where cyclists will be allowed. (Touch artist’s rendition above to see an enlarged view and you’ll see cyclists wearing helmets! Pedestrians will be unprotected. Perhaps they should wear steel armor?)

I know every frigging mall wants to have its USP or Unique Selling Proposition, but to allow cycling INSIDE a mall?

Hello?!

What the fuck?!

How about I drive my car in? Or ride my horse in?

Those jackasses who came up with that hare-brained idea should be hanged by their pubic hair while having their heads examined. A lobotomy will be good, then throw those clowns into the zoo; they would make great exhibits.

It all started because some brain-damaged overpaid wankers at LTA started preaching about our need to build a car-lite society. Must have taken the cue from some equally imbecilic politician with shit for brains.

Car-lite society my big fat juicy smelly and hairy ass!

What percentage of existing PMD users previously used cars to commute?

So all these guys are now giving up their expensive, over-priced, fancy cars to use electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs and the like?

Take a look at those losers using PMDs – they all had cars before?

Give me a break!

Seriously, car owners giving up cars and using PMDs now?

Fat fucking hope. Those fat cat comedians at LTA are really NOT in touch with what’s happening in the world, are they?

By its efforts to reach out to educate 46,000 people in its Safe Riding Program – it mentioned that these people are unlikely to be car users  – LTA has subtly acknowledged its own policy weakness.

Neither should it indulge in fantasy, thinking that we are an Utopian society where everyone is gracious, polite and courteous.

LTA’s latest Master Plan revealed on May 25th maps out a future where Singapore will be chock-full of PMDs.

Urban transport expert Associate Professor Park Byung Joon from the Singapore University of Social Sciences said he was unsure if this sent the right signal.

“If three-quarters of the population are using PMDs, then basically it will be chaos everywhere,” he said.

“Pedestrian pavements will be like the streets of Hanoi,” he added.

“Is this something that we want? If the answer is no, then I think it shouldn’t be part of the master plan.”

Well said, Prof. Well said!

Well, LTA is asking everyone to be nice.

But LTA’s appeal for PMD riders to nurture a “culture of responsible, gracious and safe path sharing” and “weed out irresponsible behavior” is naiveté of the highest order. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with LTA?

More often than not it is those scumbags on electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs that shout at pedestrians and show us their middle fingers when they think we are obstructing their passage, when they are the ones obstructing ours.

LTA doesn’t learn a crap about anything does it? Aren’t the accidents and the deaths caused by PMDs awakening LTA to some realities?

Obviously not.

Last year in a letter to the press, I mentioned that PMDs caused about 110 accidents between January and September of 2017, involving 90 injuries and four deaths.

(On January 8th 2018, the media reported that every week, about three accidents involving users of PMDs occur on public roads and paths.)

This despite LTA issuing more than 1,700 advisories to cyclists and PMD users for unsafe riding behavior not long ago.

It’s now 2019 and there have been more than 3,700 offences committed under the Active Mobility Act over the last 12 months. This is what LTA itself revealed on May 10th.

Statistics show that nearly a fifth of these 3,700 active-mobility offences involved users who sped, rode recklessly or used PMDs on roads.

(Under Singapore’s law, PMDs cannot be used on roads. They are allowed only on footpaths and shared pathways, such as cycling paths and park-connector networks.)

In 2017 and 2018, there were 228 reported accidents involving PMDs on public paths, 196 of them resulting in injury.

One mishap left a rider dead and 32 other accidents resulted in major injuries, such as concussions and fractures.

Look at the papers: news of accidents involving electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs appear so often that people don’t even bother reading about them anymore. It has become the new normal. What? Another Ah Ma killed by an e-scooter? Nevermind lah, what else is new? Shit happens. Maybe fake news lah.

And users of electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs are becoming more and more blatant. One rode right into a coffee shop I was in the other day. I grabbed his e-scooter and threatened to drag him to the police station; only then did he dismount and hightailed out of the coffee shop. Not a word of apology. Instead he glared and stared daggers at me and if looks could kill, I would have died a death of a thousand stabs. I was half expecting that he would return with a bunch of hooligans to bash me up.

I was waiting. I was prepared. Too bad the asshole disappointed me. Another failed abortion with no testicles. His mother should have swallowed.

And let’s not forget that in a National Day Rally – the one where he did not roll his eyes half way into his annual harangue, made a monkey face and then collapse – Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong painted a stark picture of the diabetes situation in Singapore. He encouraged citizens to go for regular medical check-ups, eat healthier, and to exercise more, so they won’t have to roll their eyes in the middle of whatever they are doing, make monkey faces and collapse.

The use of electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs can remove the exercise component of our daily lives and takes away what little chance there is of us being physical in a manner that can be beneficial to our health.

Some may think that it is necessary to make convenient the first- and last-mile connections in our daily commute, hence the rapid growth in the use of electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs, and lately of bike-sharing schemes.

And talking of bike-sharing schemes, some meatheads apparently thought it is a great idea, and well, you know the rest of the story. What happened to all those companies behind bike-sharing schemes? Scammers, most of them! Suckers lost tons of money. Companies disappeared with millions of dollars’ worth of deposits un-returned. Bicycles from bike-sharing scheme strewn all over the place were and still are an eyesore as well.

Anyway my point is that the use of such devices run counter to the healthy nation we are trying to build. Instead it contributes to a more sedentary lifestyle and consequently may result in the exponential growth of illness related to such a lifestyle. Besides, what rubbish is this “first- and last-mile connections” all about? What the hell is wrong with walking?

I see no reason to use any mobility device to move me from my house to the MRT station and back, in fact, my walk there and back is very often the only exercise I get in the day, and despite excruciating pain from a damaged spine, I persist in walking and have learned to enjoy the walks and to benefit from what exercise I get from it. See, I’m not spineless, like some people.

Let’s confine all electronic bicycles, e-scooters and PMDs to the right places!

Or create paths exclusively for them.

Wake the fuck up, LTA!

Workable solutions are needed for the problems you have created.

LTA claimed that in a recent three-month period (from February to April) it carried out about 2,260 enforcement operations and seized more than 400 devices.

Apparently that hasn’t make a frigging difference!

Enforcement must be stepped up – offenders must be heavily and severely punished and devices confiscated right away.

I died nearly four times that morning!

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Third-World Mentality

Press reports early this week claimed that much coveted bottles of single-malt whiskies were bought up by the airport’s DFS (Duty Free Singapore) staff, depriving travelers from buying any.

What do DFS staff do with those whiskies?

Who knows?

Maybe some are genuine collectors but everyone’s guess is that they will re-sell them at handsome profits!

The duty-free price is S$450/-. Think of how much this can sell outside the airport.

And this is Singapore! A supposedly first-world country with third-world mentality.

Character cannot be built overnight. Perhaps upbringing plays a part.

But don’t blame your parents.

Integrity is something you decide to have or not to have.

Maybe your conscience is dead and it doesn’t matter. People like that will even throw their own mothers under the bus, if it will benefit them.

If you go to church, put up a pious disposition (yet tell the lewdest sex stories when you are with friends) decline all forms of bribery but gladly accept gifts in lieu of cash, what does that make you?

Defender of pearly gates? Custodian of people’s conscience?

Do you have a conscience of your own?

To even think that such a person actually exists stretches the imagination.

But what else haven’t I heard?

Remember, this is Singapore, after all.

There are truckloads of hypocrites lurking around.

These, in addition to those who lack transparency, who are as closed up as clams but who strut around like they are mankind’s savior.

And these in addition to those who think they are more superior to everyone simply because they have a different skin color. (Yes, even pigmentation can be used as a tool!) These are retards who can’t even get a date with the ugliest woman in their own country but here they get to fuck our girls.

It’s been 200 years since Raffles “founded” Singapore and suckers are still being taken by the great white man. Gullible Singaporeans continue to ignore Raffles’ legacy of violence: his initiation of the British invasion of Java; his approval of the enslavement of Javanese men and women for the British colony at Banjarmasin; and his role in the massacre of Palembang as well as the sacking of the Yogyakarta Palace.

In Banjarmasin, Raffles even supplied women as sex slaves to his friend Alexander Hare in an incident now known as the Benjarmasin Outrage.

If you still think the days of colonialism were great days, you suffer from anosognosia!

A nation of shopkeepers will rob you blind!

I could write more about these characters, but I won’t.

Karma has no deadline.

Want to buy a bottle of Chichibu Ichiro’s Malt Single Cask #1767?

You’re better off paying full price, my friend, because those douche bags with influence have long beaten you to it and they don’t pay a single cent of tax.

Tough luck huh?

Well, deal with it!

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Mum

I woke up, and suddenly my head was filled with recollections of unpleasant events and hurtful thoughts of obnoxious people.

The rest of the day didn’t go well.

The outing with grandkids left me unfulfilled in more ways than one.

And finding a seat for a cuppa after they have left proved futile.

It being a public holiday all the cafes were packed to the gills.

Meantime, the slipped disc-generated back pain that never left since 2013 seemed to have gotten worse.

Back home, floaters in both eyes interfered with my attempts to read and do computer work, with the floaters in the right eye (just diagnosed with posterior vitreous detachment like the left eye) particularly intense and aggressive.

Added to all of that, the surgical site from my surgery in April seemed to throb with a dull ache.

I felt like Private Gomer Pyle in Full Metal Jacket: “I am in a world of shit.”

By evening, my despair was palpable.

It was become unbearable.

A pall cast over my life.

I even declined dinner.

Then she appeared.

She said “Son, I’m with you. Soldier on! I of all people, truly and genuinely know what you are going through. Your pain is my pain. And trust me, son, I know all about pain. You will overcome. Believe. And be strong. You are not alone. You will prevail. Ride it out!”

Thanks, mum.

Thank you.

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Known Knowns, Known Unknows and Unknown Unknowns

When Damai Beach resort first opened in Santubong Sarawak, the management thought that finding labor wouldn’t be a problem. The natives, like the Ibans, they figured, would eagerly grab the job opportunities. But management hit a brick wall. What was the problem? The natives had never understood the concept of work. They had never experienced what it means to have a job. They found having to dress up, to wear shoes, to be up and about alert and delivering services tedious and meaningless. Employment was an unknown concept. After all, theirs was a land of abundance with rivers teeming with fish and forests providing any food they want – with meat and vegetables everywhere. And best of all, not a cent was necessary!  Manna from heaven is free!

But the natives failed to know that other modern-day equipment like mobile phones, refrigerators or washing machines would not drop from the sky!

Their fate rests not on what they know but what they failed to know.

It took quite a lot of efforts for the natives to understand and embrace the concept of work and to realize the potential of money to better and modernize their lives.

They finally overcame hypocognition.

What is hypocognition? If you don’t know, you’ve just experienced it.

Hypocognition, a term introduced to modern behavioral science by anthropologist Robert Levy, means the lack of a linguistic or cognitive representation for an object, category, or idea. The natives of Santubong were hypocognitive because they lacked a cognitive representation of employment. But so are we hypocognitive of the numerous concepts that elude our awareness. We wander about the unknown terrains of life as greenhorns more often than experts, complacent of what we know and oblivious to what we miss.

A case in point: only 36% of Americans hold a valid passport, according to the US State Department, compared to 60% of passport-holding Canadians and 75% for Brits and Aussies. That means almost 70% of Americans are unqualified for international travel. These are the almost 70% of Americans who are hypocognitive of foreign travel.

This perhaps explains why, once when I was still in IBM, an American IBMer who had never left his hometown, was catapulted to senior position here in Asia and when he visited our Singapore office, he commented – with genuine amazement – that “wow, so many of you here know how to use computers.” We had to hide our eyerolls. He still didn’t realize that I was making fun of him when he asked me how I go to work and I told him “Oh, I swing from tree to tree until I reach the office.”

If hypocognition impoverishes our knowledge, how do we escape from it? The attempt to reduce hypocognition must be a careful one, because the opposite of hypocognition is hypercognition. To suffer from hypercognition is to over-apply a familiar concept to circumstances where it does not belong. When all you have is a hammer, every problem is a nail! Cancer, for example, has a real yet complex relationship to tobacco use. But people often overextend the concept. Despite what many choose to believe, smoking does not cause every known illness in the world. It most certainly doesn’t cause ingrown toenails!

Who are most likely to fall prey to hypercognition? Experts. Experts who are confined by their own expertise. I know someone who would immediately WhatsApp me a thumbs up emoji just seconds after I have shared some material with him – be it an article, a video or a photo. It is humanly impossible to read the contents I send in such a quick time. I myself would look at it, and then respond but my friend would respond the very moment the material I sent appears on his phone. When I confront him, he claims that he has definitely read or view whatever I sent. Well, he must be the world’s fastest speed reader! My guess is that he had had a quick glance and hypercognizes what he thinks I have sent. It’s almost like even before you have finish talking, the other person is replying, and often replying to what he thinks you are talking about, which is often, quite something else; so when two persons talk, they may think they are having a conversation but both could be talking about two entirely different subjects altogether. No wonder people suffer from communication breakdowns.

As much as I dislike Donald Rumsfeld, he wasn’t being funny when he talked about known knowns, known unknows and unknown unknowns. (His memoir is entitled Known and Unknown.)

Yes, we don’t know what we don’t know and we cannot and should not presume to know everything.

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Pipes by Jerry Zenn of Taiwan

Jerry Zenn from Taiwan used to be a Volvo mechanic before he started to make pipes full time. Click here.

Using the best quality briar from Corsica, France, Italy, Greece and Spain and specially-cultivated bamboo from various parts of Asia, including those from Indonesia, Jerry makes some truly amazing pipes like the one he gifted me. Click here to view.

The pipe below by Jerry is listed on a major online pipe retailing site for US$800/-.

Jerry’s pipes are usually snapped up the moment the online retailer puts them up!

His pipes are for serious collectors who know their stuff.

Here are a couple more of Jerry’s pipes:

Jerry is a reclusive perfectionist. Pipe makers at pipe shows mingle and hawk their wares, but Jerry doesn’t like to socialize. He doesn’t really need to as his pipes sell themselves. At the world’s biggest annual pipe show in Chicago earlier this month, even before the show has officially started, almost all of Jerry’s pipes have been bought up by collectors.

There is a reason for this. Jerry spends hours meticulously preparing aged briars and even more hours – often days, in fact – tirelessly processing and treating the bamboo and other parts, like horn, before he starts work, usually late at night. He often works through the night, so that he could really focus, he says, and rests during the day. Even mouthpieces of Jerry’s pipes take hours to create. Jerry makes sure that even the insides of the mouthpieces are flawless and takes great pains to ensure that all pipes he makes are near perfect.

DrMikePipes is the authorized distributor of Jerry Zenn’s pipes.

More pipes are on the way, but for now only a limited number of pieces are available for viewing and they are selling out real fast.

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I Am Emoji-free

SMS language, textspeak or texting language is the abbreviated language and slang commonly used with mobile phone text messaging.

Such language is usually accompanied by emojis or emoticons.

The word “emoji” is from the Japanese e, “picture,” and moji, “character.”

Strictly speaking, an emoji is a picture – like a smiley face (see picture above) or a thumbs up – and an emoticon is something you use the keyboard to type out, like :- )

It has been said that emojis are among the most useful shorthand communication tools of the 21st century.

Emojis can be used to express personality or emotions in your texts. According to crazy people who study stuff like this, nearly half of all comments and captions on Instagram contains an emoji, and using an emoji on Twitter can result in 25.4% more engagement. (Wow, very precise indeed, 25.4%; not 25.5% mine you, but 25.4%!)

I have nothing against emojis and emoticons and don’t really have any view one way or the other about people who use them although it is frustrating sometimes when you text someone, and all the replies you get are one emoji after another. Makes you wonder if the other person is really interested in communicating with you in a meaningful and respectful manner, or just brushing you off with emojis. It’s a bit like throwing a spare bone to a stray dog.

When I changed my phone last year, I thought I would stop using emojis and emoticons altogether, just on a whim.

As a published author of eight books and a blogger known for his verbal diarrhea, I consider myself to be a wordsmith of sorts, so, I challenged myself not to use emojis and emoticons. I thought it would force me to express myself more creatively without relying on them. So instead of sending a thumbs up emoji to respond to someone bragging about his five-hundred-dollar meal at some Michelin-starred restaurant, I am forced to say something like “Lucky you, hope the meal was worth it” or something like that.

So far, I’m doing okay. I’ve also stopped using acronyms like LOL (for “Laughing Out Loud”) although just typing “hahaha” in my reply doesn’t really stretch the creative part of my brains much. And I never use short forms like “nvm” for “nevermind” or stupid, but commonly-used words like “2molo” for “tomorrow” or “wat” for “what.” I know SMS has a limit on the number of characters you can type; as a result, people shorten their words, but in WhatsApp there isn’t any limit and hence, no excuse to use all those shortcuts. Hey, I’m not some secret agent deciphering codes! I heard it drives teachers nuts because students are writing their essays using such chopped-up words!

Anyway, the next time you are tempted to hit a button and send an emoji, perhaps think of how you would say it in words instead.

Yes, work your brains!

I’m sure it helps prevent early onset dementia and will also make you a better communicator.

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Mother’s Day 2019

In my very first year of formal schooling (that would have been in the early 60’s) my mother would peel grapes, remove their seeds, and chill them in the refrigerator. At recess, she’ll be at the school tuckshop, waiting for me with a cup of those grapes.

Then, she’ll walk home.

I’m sure your mum does great and wonderful things for you too.

But my mum is the best.

And my dad can kick your dad’s ass all the way to England.

(26 years ago, God took mum to be with Him. However, till today, she continues to send signs that she’s still looking out for me.)

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Tom Richard Pipes for Collectors in Singapore

Tom Richard is the architect behind Tom Richard Pipes. Tom hails from northern Germany, close to Denmark, the pipe mecca of the world. He often jokingly refers to his pipes as “Danish border handmade pipes.”

It was Poul Winslow who encouraged Tom to go into pipe making, which he did, and in 2003, after a visit with German master carver Rainer Barbi, the first “Tom Richard Pipe” came into being, and the rest, they say, is history.

Tom’s pipes gained fame on German eBay and soon he amassed a strong following. Today, collectors from all over the world know of Tom Richard pipes. Being easily approachable, friendly and affable helps. Unlike some pipe makers – especially a few from East Asia – who think of themselves as having made it and assume an unjustified air of arrogance, Tom is humble and very human; a real pleasure to interact with.

Tom makes his pipes only out of premium briar as well as ancient morta, thousands of years old. He also often embeds rare wood such as snakewood, boxwood, rosewood, etc. He also deploys bamboo and horn.

DrMikePipes is the authorized distributor of Tom’s pipes.

Below is an example of a Tom Richard pipe:

A small selection of aesthetically magnificent Tom Richard pipes will arrive soon at DrMikePipes, as well as several very unique top-end Lee von Erck pipes, including one from von Erck’s Emperor range (prices up to S$3500/-).

Check out DrMikePipes.

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