#stamford raffles

[tsuyoshikentsu]

My genius is unappreciated in my time

[raffleshitposting]

There's interesting stuff about him on jstor?

yep! beyond all the paperwork theres a LOT of anecdotes and workplace drama lol

this one made me laugh because PEOPLE WERE SO PETTY

(taken from dr john bastin's "raffles' "aides de camp" in java")

[yarlor]

The statue in front of Victoria Concert Hall should be Zubir Said instead of Stamford Raffles and I will die on this hill

[kontextmaschine]

[geraldofallon]

Fallen London’s True Identities

Leopold Stamford Raffles as Leopold, the Pirate-King

[borntobearat]

This is Shrek x lord farqhar fan fiction

Ever since he was young, Shrek had been ostracized. He was hunted down like an animal. He had never gotten caught, until now.

farquhar sat in his throne room, surrounded by his courtiers. Suddenly, his general burst in.

“WE GOT ‘IM” farqhars general screeched.

farqhar's huge hazel orbs widened in surprise, they couldn't have captured Shrek. He had been waiting for this day for 25 years. The large green ogre was supposedly impossible to catch. farqhar would not have even dared to attempt a capture if not for one thing, the two were soulmates.

farqhar's family was blessed with the ability to see soulmate marks. When farqhar's father was out riding one day, he spotted a young ogre. Hev0 would have ignored the ogre, but he spotted a mark. A mark identical to the soulmate mark his own young son had on his forehead. Farqhars father gasped in surprise. He needed to bring back this ogre boy to his son. Farqhars father failed over and over and over. He did not tell anyone about the mark but his son.

farqhar rushed to the room where his soulmate was being held, excitement flooding through him. He could not believe what was happening. The love of his life was not more than 5 meters away from him. He waved away the guards and ran into the room where Shrek was being held.

The smell of blood and human/ogre waste hit him in the face like a dump truck. In the middle of the dark dingy cell, he saw a large green ogre. He was unconscious and brutally injured. farqhar's eyes filled with hot tears.he screamed for his general.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE” farqhar screamed. Pushing sobs back down his throat

“GET HIM TO THE DOCTOR! NOW!”

farqhar's general was terrified, he had never seen this level of anger from his ruler. He meekly called the palace doctor to heal the large ogre.

farqhar sat in the cold hospital on a chair. He was waiting by shreks bed. He studied every inch of his beloved's cold, waxy face. His face looked as though it was carved out of green candle wax. farqhar felt the urge to reach out and touch shreks face. He looked around furtively. He reached a trembling hand out and stroked shreks warm cheek. He cupped the larger man's cheek with his small, dainty hand. He ran his hands over the mark on shreks forehead. Just then shreks eyes fluttered open.

“w-w-where a-am i?” Shrek stammered. He laid eyes on lord farqhar. His eyes widened in recognition. “LORD farqhar!” He shouted. “P-P-PLEASE LET ME G-GO”

farqhar stroked shreks cheek ”you are hurt”

Tears filled shreks eyes, he moved to injure farqhar but stopped at the last second. “I- why can’t i hit you?” Shrek asked farqhar.

“Because…. We are soulmates” farqhar whispered.

Shrek screamed in shock and agony. He could not believe it lord farqhar, the man he had spent the last century escaping, was HIS SOULMATE!???!?!?!?!?!?!?

Shrek passed out from the shock of the revelation

farqhar felt tears coming to his eyes. He had made his soulmate cry and pass out. He had hurt his soulmate. He did not deserve the delicious cut of muscular green meat that was shrek. But the universe had gifted shrek to him, and he loved Shrek. All of farqhar's heart and soul belonged to shrek, because they were in love. And eventually, shreks heart and soul would belong to farqhar.

farqhar rushed back to his chamber. Making plans for the next day. Although his soulmate was not in the best condition he was there with the small petite man. That made farqhars heart light up with joy. As he was musing about his soulmate his door burst open and his maid ran in. “M..m..m..master! The beast hungers!”

“HES NOT A BEAST” farqhar screeched.

The Maid looked at him, horrified. “ you have turned into a beast too…”

farqhar walked into shreks room as 3 large, muscular soldiers ran out in fear. “Sh-sh-shrek?” He asked.

“GRAWWWAEERRRSAAAAL” a huge groan emanated from shreks voluptuous stomach.

Shrek posed with his hands in the air ready to attack. However, when he saw his soulmates fragile and delicate body, he paused. “I’m hungry…” he said quietly. Shocked by this sudden change in demeanor, farqhar stumbled back.

“O..of course” farqhar said meekly, smiling at his great green lover.

“What do you eat?” farqhar wondered aloud.

“I… i like mushrooms?” Shrek stammered.

“Mushrooms it is!” farqhar smiled.

He rushed down to the palace kitchen and ordered a large variety of mushroom dishes - stewed, steamed, fried, boiled and dried.

Shreks large brown eyes widened in delight. He grabbed the plate and dug in. A few minutes into his mushroom eating spree, he remembered the man who had brought him the mushrooms. “D…do you want some?” He said shyly.

farqhars eyed the mushroom that his soulmate was offering him. He took it out of shreks hand. He reached it toward his his mouth, before suddenly pressing it onto shreks green lips. He leaned into shreks ear and whispered “how could i deny you of your favourite food?” Shrek opened his mouth in shock, eating the mushroom in the process.

“I would rather have you eat it…” shrek muttered “it tastes good”

“Really?”

“Yeah”

farqhar kissed shrek on the mouth. Tasting the mushroomy flavor of shreks mouth. Underneath the mushroomy taste, farqhar could taste a sweet, honey like flavour. He leaned into the kiss savouring shreks delicious, fresh taste. He loved this man.

“What else do you like?” farqhar asked in a Low voice.

“Well, i like onions, mushrooms and… you”

farqhar's face turned tomato red.

“Well… it seems i like tomatoes now” shrek teased

Unbenounced to Shrek and farqhar, there was a shadowy figure watching them. He narrowed his eyes in jealousy. The mans handsome face contorted in anger and jealousy. His tousled brown hair glistened in the light as he stepped forward.

“farqhar!” He said loudly “how are you!” The stranger flashed a winning smile.

“R…raffles!” farqhar exclaimed. “You aren’t supposed to be back in Singapore until next month!”

“Well, i simply couldn’t help seeing you” raffles smirked

farqhar inadvertently blushed

“And who is this?” Raffles glanced at shrek with disdain. Shrek felt a pang of jealousy at farqhars blushed face.

“This is my…” would shrek be ok with him telling raffles about their relationship? What was their relationship? “This is shrek” farqhar decided.

Shrek had expected farqhar to call him his lover or his … boyfriend?

But no, he was just shrek. Maybe farqhar wasn’t serious? Maybe he thought of shrek as a “friend with benefits” tears sprung to shreks eyes. Raffles noticed shreks watery eyes and smiled malevolently. “Well, nice to meet you… shirt?” Pleased, raffles stalked out of the room

“It’s shrek…” farqhar mumbled after him.

Shreks face turned a deep olive green. However, he couldn’t shake the cold feeling in the pit of his stomach. Did farqhar really not consider him a lover? Was farqhar just using him for his body?

“Uh… do you wanna continue what we were doing?” a flush crawled onto farqhars face.

“Oh, well im tired” shrek said, slightly upset.

“Oh” farqhar sensed that shrek was upset. “Ill leave then”

This confirmed all of shreks feelings, farqhar didnt actually want him. Unless they were doing something, farqhar wasn’t interested. He was probably interested in that raffles man. Of course he was. Raffles wore short skirts. Shrek wore t-shirts. Raffles was cheer captain and shrek was on the bleachers. He was waiting for the day farqhar would wake up and find that what he was looking for had been here the whole time. If farqhar could see that shrek was the one who understood him. Been here all along so why couldn’t he see, farqhar belonged with Shrek. He belonged with him

farqhar stalked out of shreks room, he chewed his rosy lip in frustration. Why was shrek upset? Didn’t he know that they were soulmates? Raffles would never get in between them! farqhar seethed at raffleses outrageous disrespect of shrek and made a mental note to define his relationship with shrek.

farqhar sat in his room, contemplating going to see shrek, before he could make up his mind, raffles stalked into his room.

“Hey there darling” raffles said in a Low and sultry voice. farqhar involuntarily blushed.

“Dont call me that…” he murmured.

“Oh? But you used to like it so so soo much” raffles practically moaned. He got closer to farqhars ear until it looked like they were kissing each other. Just then, shrek burst in. Neither of them noticed him until he let out a scream of pain.

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!?!?!?!?!?!” Shrek shrieked.

“Wait!” farqhar shouted “its not what it-“

Shrek cut him off “YOU LISTEN TO ME!!!! YOU TORE ME FROM MY HOME SAYING YOU LOVED ME AND JUST WHEN I STARTED TO BELIEVE YOU, YOU BETRAY ME!!!!! NOW YOU HAVE TWO OPTIONS, EITHER YOU LET ME GO QUIETLY, OR I TAKE OUT HALF THE CASTLE AS I GO!!” As soon as he said that, shrek tore out of the castle sobbing. How had he trusted the man who had him kidnapped to be faithful? How could he have been so stupid?

In the castle, farqhar sobbed. He should have rebuked raffles, he should have stopped shrek, he should have- he should have-. He could go to shreks swamp….

His eyes lit up with glee. He ran out of the castle, not caring about raffles or his carriage or his responsibilities. All he cared about was shrek, the love of his life.

farqhar sped to shreks swamp, incurring seven scratches and injuries along the way. He wandered the woods, running aimlessly until he came upon footprints. Shreks footprints. He followed the footprints until he reached shreks hovel. He took in all the signs that said keep out and wondered if this was the universe giving him a sign to not enter. Despite this, he carried on to the love of his life. He cautiously entered the home only to hear loud sobbing, his heart clenched at the noises, knowing that he was the cause for them. He almost began sobbing himself

farqhar wondered how to approach the love of his life, he rushed forwards and embraced shrek. Shrek pushed him away and said “what do you want from me??”

Despite his sharp words, his tone lacked bite. farqhar explained that raffles was not kissing him, even if he had farqhar would not have enjoyed it. He promised to have a talk with raffles. Shrek gave farqhar a watery smile “am i still welcome at the palace?”

“Of course my dear”

When they returned to the palace farqhar confronted raffles, “ I dont want you, i love shrek and if you dont stop coming onto me i will quit my job and expose the fact that i discovered singapore and not you! You are nothing but a prostitute!”

“No!” Raffles cried out “ you wouldn’t! You better say sorry!”

“I would” farqhar said grimly

“Well… you couldn’t if i… locked you up” raffles realised “GUARDS!!!!!” He shrieked

“TAKE THIS TRAITOR TO THE CELLS”

farqhar was dragged to a damp and dingy cell. There was stinking water dripping from the ceiling, or perhaps the smell was coming from the bucket in the corner of the cell. Or maybe from the pile of hay which he assumed was his bed. It was most likely that it was all of the above. He could feel the grime in the air settling on his skin. he was alone in the cell, except for the rats squeaking he was all alone. A deep feeling of loneliness fell over him like a thick, stinking blanket.

Shrek was waiting in nervous anticipation for the love of his life to return when he heard raffles screeching, he gasped. How could he have let this happen, he should have gone with farqhar and ensured his love's safety. Just then, he heard the guards talking amongst themselves. “Great, now we have to feed another idiot in the dungeon, and its that stuck up farqhar too.” shrek prickled at his lover being called an idiot, but he was glad for the clue on where farqhar was.

farqhar tried to think of an escape plan, seated in his damp and dingy cell. However the dampness was horrifically distracting. He was frustrated to the point of tears. When he saw shreks olive green figure, he thought he was hallucinating out of desperation. His eyes involuntarily fluttered shut, giving in to the heat of his mind.

Shrek cupped his lovers cheek. A feverish blush could be seen, his skin was tacky with sweat and other assorted grime. His heart ached to see farqhar this way. He carried his lover out of the castle and gently placed him in his decadent onion carriage “i will be back soon my love” he whispered he stalked back into the palace

Raffles was sitting in his study, working on paperwork. He couldn’t focus on his work. He heard a smash coming from the door. Shrek burst into the room. Raffles gasped in shock. He was surprised by the massive figure looming over him. Shrek lunged at raffles and they tussled with each other. The larger man easily winning. Raffles was left bruised and bloodied in his office. Shrek returned to his onion carriage, where Farquhar was asleep. He stroked his cheek and started the carriage

Shrek took farqhar away, back to his swamp. They had a ogre style wedding and lived happily ever after. The end (or is it? It is)

https://www.ricemedia.co/current-affairs-commentary-stamford-raffles-monster-bicentennial/ < — :(

[microcosme11]

Raffles Leaves Singapore by C.L. Doughty (Cecil Langley Doughty). On the way back to England, Raffles stopped at St. Helena and was given an audience by Napoleon. He didn’t think much of him and his ADC thought Napoleon was rude. Napoleon probably wasn’t rude but these guys were total snobs, as you can see here.

C.L. Doughty made many illustrations for children's history books.

[axellaniez]

Stamford Raffles

Sir Stamford Raffles, born in 1781, was a British statesman best known for founding modern Singapore. In 1819, Raffles arrived in Singapore, recognizing its strategic importance as a trading post. Negotiating with local rulers, he established a British port, transforming the island into a vital hub for commerce and trade.

During his time in Singapore, Raffles implemented policies that promoted free trade, attracting merchants from around the world. He laid out plans for the city's development, emphasizing urban planning and education. Raffles' vision and administrative skills were crucial in setting the foundation for Singapore's growth into a major global port.

Raffles left Singapore in 1824, but his legacy endures. Often celebrated as the father of modern Singapore, his contributions paved the way for the island's transformation into a thriving metropolis.

Axel Laniez

[southeastasianarchaeology]

[Podcast] Stamford Raffles, founder of Singapore and London Zoo

via BBC Sounds, 08 August 2023: Featuring the life and times of Singapore's founder, Stamford Raffles and his time in Indonesia and (this is new to me) subsequent founding on the London Zoo.

via BBC Sounds, 08 August 2023: Featuring the life and times of Singapore’s founder, Stamford Raffles and his time in Indonesia and (this is new to me) subsequent founding on the London Zoo. It’s a famous name – there’s Raffles Hotel and Raffles Hospital, plus the rafflesia, the largest flowering plant in the world, an ant, a butterflyfish and a woodpecker, as well as the Raffles Cup, a horse…

[southeastasianists]

Singapore’s prosperity has long set it apart from many other former British colonies. There is another difference, too: Singapore has clung to honouring its former colonial ruler — and it wants to keep doing so.

Special accolade has gone to Sir Thomas Stamford Raffles, who is considered to have founded modern Singapore in the early 1800s. For decades, Singapore’s textbooks credited Raffles with transforming the island from a “sleepy fishing village” into a thriving seaport. He has been the central character in a larger official narrative that says imperial Britain had set up Singapore for success as an independent nation.

Dedications to Raffles dot the landscape of Singapore. A business district, schools and dozens of other buildings bear his name. Two 2.5-metre likenesses of the man loom large in downtown Singapore.

But a new statue of Raffles, installed in a park in May, has revived a debate about the legacy of colonialism in Singapore. On one side is the broader establishment, which has held up British colonial rule positively. On the other are those who want a closer inspection of the empire that Raffles represented and the racial inequity he left behind, even as Singapore became wealthy.

This divide has surfaced before, perhaps most prominently a few years ago when Singapore celebrated the bicentennial of Raffles’ arrival on the island. Now, the new statue has set off a fresh debate, with critics pointing out that other countries have for years been taking down monuments to historical figures associated with slavery or imperialism, or both.

“The thing about Raffles is that, unfortunately I think, it has been delivered as a hagiography rather than just history,” said Alfian Sa’at, a playwright who wants to see the Raffles statues destroyed. “It’s so strange — the idea that one would defend colonial practice. It goes against the grain on what’s happening in many parts of the world.”

The new statue of Raffles stands next to one of his friend Nathaniel Wallich, a Danish botanist, at Fort Canning Park. Tan Kee Wee, an economist who pooled $330,000 with his siblings to commission the statues, said he wanted to commemorate the pair’s role in founding Singapore’s first botanic gardens, which were his frequent childhood haunt. He donated the sculptures in his parents’ name to the National Parks Board.

Opponents have also criticised the government for allowing the statue to go up at the park because it was the site of the tomb of precolonial Malay kings. The parks board said it considered historical relevance in the installation of the sculptures.

Questions about the statue have even been raised in Singapore’s parliament. In June, Desmond Lee, the minister for national development, responded to one by saying that Singapore did not glorify its colonial history. At the same time, Lee added, “We need not be afraid of the past.”

The plaque for the Raffles statue explains how Singapore’s first botanic gardens “cultivated plants of economic importance, particularly spices”. That, critics said, was a euphemism for their actual purpose: cash crops for the British Empire.

Tan defended the legacy of British colonialists in Singapore, saying they “didn’t come and kill Singaporeans”.

He added: “Singapore was treated well by the British. So why all this bitterness?”

Far from benign

But colonial Britain was far from benign. For instance, it treated nonwhite residents of Singapore as second-class citizens. Raffles created a town plan for Singapore that segregated people into different racial enclaves. And he did not interact with the locals, said Kwa Chong Guan, a historian.

“He was very much a corporate company man, just concerned with what he assumed to be the English East India Co’s interests,” Kwa said.

Raffles landed in Singapore in 1819 as Britain was looking to compete with the Dutch in the Malacca Strait, a crucial waterway to China. At the time, Singapore was under the sway of the kingdom of Johor in present-day Malaysia. Raffles exploited a succession dispute in Johor to secure a treaty that allowed the East India Company to set up a trading post in Singapore.

Within a handful of years, Singapore was officially a British territory. Convict labour, largely from the Indian subcontinent, was crucial to its economic development. So, too, were Chinese immigrants, which included wealthy traders and poor labourers.

Singapore achieved self-governance in 1959, then briefly joined Malaysia before becoming an independent republic in 1965. It has since built one of the world’s most open economies and among its busiest ports, as well as a bustling regional financial hub.

In recent years, the government has acknowledged, in small ways, the need to expand the narrative of Singapore’s founding beyond Raffles. Its textbooks now reflect that the island was a thriving centre of regional trade for hundreds of years before Raffles arrived.

In 2019, officials cast the commemoration of Raffles’ arrival as also a celebration of others who built Singapore. A Raffles statue was painted over as if to disappear into the backdrop. Placed next to it, though only for the duration of the event, were four other sculptures of early settlers, including that of Sang Nila Utama, a Malay prince who founded what was called Singapura in 1299.

To some historians and intellectuals, such gestures are merely symbolic and ignore the reckoning Singapore needs to have with its colonial past. British rule introduced racist stereotypes about nonwhites, such as that of the “lazy” Malay, an Indigenous group in Singapore, that has had a lasting effect on public attitudes. Colonialism led to racial divisions that, in many ways, persist to this day in the city-state that is now dominated by ethnic Chinese.

“If you only focus on one man and the so-called benevolent aspect of colonialism, and you don’t try to associate or think about the negative part too much, isn’t that a kind of blindness, or deliberate amnesia?” said Sai Siew Min, an independent historian. (Story continues below)

Role of race

Race relations played a role in Raffles’ ascension in Singaporean lore. Soon after Singapore became independent, the governing People’s Action Party — which remains in power decades later — decided to officially declare Raffles the founder of Singapore. Years later, S Rajaratnam, who was then the foreign minister, said that anointing a Malay, Chinese or Indian as its founder would have been fraught.

“So we put up an Englishman — a neutral, so there will be no dissension,” Rajaratnam said.

The decision was also meant to indicate that Singapore remained open to the West and free markets.

In a 1983 speech, Rajaratnam acknowledged that Raffles’ attitude toward the “nonwhite races was that without British overlordship the natives would not amount to much”.

Critics of the Raffles statues also argue that his legacy should reflect his time on the island of Java. Although Raffles outlawed slavery in Singapore, he allowed trading of slaves in Java, including children as young as 13, according to Tim Hannigan, who wrote a book about Raffles.

The new statues of Raffles and Wallich were created by Andrew Lacey, a British artist. The sculptures evoke the two men as apparitions — symbolism that Lacey said represented the world’s evolution away from the West.

Lacey said he had “wrangled” with the public reaction toward his sculptures and he had no qualms if Singaporeans wanted to take them down, destroy them or replace their heads with the Malay gardeners who were instrumental in creating the botanic gardens.

“I was cognisant of the complexities of making any dead white male,” he said of Raffles. “I wasn’t cognisant of the degree of complexity around him.”

[psikonauti]

Alicia Tan Yen Ping (Singaporean)

Sir Stamford Raffles, 27 Jan 2019

Ink & water color

[raffleshitposting]

*cracks open dusty old blog*

hello mothers and fuckers

i was being a NORMAL, WELL-ADJUSTED INDIVIDUAL WITH NORMAL, WELL-ADJUSTED FEELINGS ABOUT DEAD WHITE MEN until the ghost of my 14 year old self decided to reawaken and force my hand into posting this. ok so:

raffles playing monopoly. (insert draw your squad monopoly meme) he would try to buy every property on the board which can only result in two situations every time:

- he would win spectacularly just because he somehow colonised the entire board, OR (more realistically), 

- he goes bankrupt in 3 rounds because he spent all his cash *trying* to colonise the entire board

thx for coming to my ted talk i hope this blog never gets revived again (tho i will keep this up bc honestly... this phase of my life was iconic and deserves to be on the internet forever and ever)

[mayday396]

It's true compared to other formerly Colonised Countries like America, Singapore is treated quite "fairly" by the British because we were a pinnacle Trading Port connecting Asia to Europe and well the Americas.

But that doesn't mean we have to praise the fact our land was practically sold by the Sultanate to the British because they wanted Trade, discrimination was rampant, our Ancient History became Myths because of Colonialism.

THE BRITISH BLEW UP THE SINGAPORE STONE, THAT RELIC IS SPILT INTO PIECES, WE ONLY HAVE ONE PIECE IN THE FUCKING MUSEUM and 3 FRAGMENTS ARE IN INDIA.

THEIR BEEF WITH THE ORANG ASLI

So fuck off Colonists, someone could've commissioned another Sang Nila Utama Statue or even Parameswara of Malacca statue, Fort Canning is called Forbidden Hill because that's where our original rulers lived

[schroedingerscryptid]

mediacorp presents the latest channel 5 sitcom: ghosts, featuring:

- (repressed) ww2 sergeant

- scouts teacher-in-charge

- random ass caveman called uwu because. yknow. uwu bird. because robin . h aha aha aha

- tan chuan jin

- stamford raffles for some fucking reason

- eleanor from crazy rich asians (still played by michelle yeoh. of course)

- fuck it lets throw a samsui woman into the mix as well

i couldnt figure out the singaporean versions of kitty or humphrey LMFAO 😭😭

FUCKING TAN CHUAN JIN PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IM FUCKING CACKLINGGG he's julian right /j PAP don't come after me

what about sang nila utama 😍😍 we've got some... interesting choices for potential traumatised ghost eras coughs loudly

[lesamis]

I've wondered quite a bit about Mt Tambora and the colonies, since Malaysias peninsula and India were right there. Surely there was writing from there about the eruption and it's effects, but I haven't been able to find anything, though admittedly i haven't known how to look?

that's a very good point - the fact that the most commonplace way for a lot of literature to talk about the eruption is by referring to the "year without summer" kind of goes to illustrate how focused on europe that perspective is. i think if you're looking for first-hand accounts from tambora's immediate surroundings, some reasons for why they might be hard to find online could be that they were never translated to english, were never written down, or aren't easily accessible digitally.

but it's also true that the british were all over the indian & pacific ocean at this point in time, and so british colonists did record accounts of the eruption. one of them was thomas stamford raffles, then lieutenant-governor of java, and you can read a bit about his view of it in this scientific american article. gillen d'arcy wood's book on the eruption, tambora, also takes a more global view, although this is done more by exploring current research from climate science and epidemiology than by digging into what people observed of the eruption in the moment. it was a slower time and information didn't travel fast. for most people in asia - seeing as being close enough to tambora to see it erupt killed nearly everyone who was in that position - the strange weather conditions would have reached them long before news of the eruption did. that muddies the waters quite a bit. wood's book is worth looking at though! it's on libgen.

[indihome-suck]

bako kita dijajah inggris juga bako. 1811-1816 tahunnya stamford raffles [https://www.cnnindonesia.com/internasional/20220915132302-106-848230/inggris-pernah-menjajah-indonesia-bagaimana-sejarahnya]

Oh yeah we learned this in the first semester of this year!