Imagine...
Singapore being like Dubai.
Scores of empty cars, taxis and bicycles lined up the carpark at Changi Airport and Marsiling with files containing thick wads of PUB, HDB, SBC, Singapore Telecom and Courts bills in them as lost and defeated Sporns and talented foreigners began the desperate search for all forms of available asylum overseas, some with additional notes typically blaming the establishment, their girlfriends, their mothers and their dogs for these and everything else that has gone horribly wrong with their worthless lives (most of them are your run-of-the-mill bread-eating and water-drinking Sammyboy forummers turned escapees who failed to make use of their advantages over others to better themselves all their lives).
A mix of broken boats, human bodies and dead sharks were even found floating atop the usually calm waters of the Causeway, as the classic battle of fish meal versus individual freedom rages on even before marine police can start getting involved.