10/05/2026
Yesterday, Emily Woo, myself and our RDU West team visited a block of rental flats in Senja Road, in Holland–Bukit Timah GRC. Many of the residents are older Singaporeans, living in small units, with health problems and very little income.
Many shared with us their hopes, struggles and aspirations, but one story stayed with me. The story of a 68-year-old Chinese man – a taxi driver who is bankrupt. He went for spine surgery about a year ago, but could not stay home long enough to recover properly. He is still in a lot of pain because he has to sit for long hours to do his job, even if it is only part-time. He has to wear a bandage on his lower back, but it does not help much to ease the pain. He has to work to pay rent for the taxi, and also because he has to pay rent to HDB, which had increased from $59 to $99 recently. He was worried that if he earned even a little more, HDB would ask him to pay $165.
I did not understand this. Really I don't.
What kind of a system expects a 68-year-old man to work till he drops?
His story reminded me of another story I read in the papers, which happened a few blocks away near Blk 647B Senja Close, just about a week ago. A 69‑year‑old amputee died after a garbage truck hit him while he was collecting recyclables near the rubbish point at the block. He had lost his right leg and moved around in a wheelchair. People in the area said he was often seen there collecting cans and bottles from the bins.
When I read that news, I remember thinking: was it the garbage truck that killed him, or was it poverty? Poverty that meant he had to work, and work collecting rubbish, at the age of almost 70. Don’t tell me he was collecting recyclables “just to exercise”.
What kind of a system drives the old, the sick and the most vulnerable to this extent?
These are not people who coasted. They are the generation that worked when wages were low, CPF was thin, and there was no Workfare or Progressive Wage to top up their incomes. They built today’s Singapore, but they are now growing old in a high‑cost city on a low‑support floor. Food, utilities, medical bills and basic necessities are priced like a rich country. Their protection is still designed like we are a poorer one.
If my party and I had our way, support for the 68-year-old part-time taxi driver we met – the senior citizen who is suffering from a spine injury – would stop being a razor-thin token.
This is why, in Red Dot United’s Shadow Budget 2026, we proposed at least $500 every month for the poorest 30% of seniors, and $700 for those who make it past 80 in small flats with almost no CPF left. We have to admit that the system has underpaid them all their lives. That way, they could work if they wanted to – really to exercise, or to pass time – but not because the system requires them to break their bodies as a sacrifice to keep the wheels churning.
I will talk about the other people we spoke to yesterday at another time. But this story consumes me at the moment. I don’t believe it is right that we treat our seniors this way.
What do you think?