Thursday, October 12, 2006

PHILIPPINES 3000

Talented and creative persons are not boring.

Trust them to organize a party for you and you will have one hell of a good time. For me, tWS Christmas Party in December 1996 was one of the parties I could never forget. I was with a group of talented, funny, crazy and creative people and boy! did we have a good time! To quote Ian, we stopped Dumaguete's traffic. Why? These pictures will tell you why.

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting The News Staff, (l-r) Me, Erma, Jade, Elgie, Tulalang, Jen-jen

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Of course, the picture alone won't tell how much fun we had that night. Let the people who are there tell you the story. HEHEHEHEHEHE!

Thursday, October 05, 2006

15 SECONDS OF FAME

Back in college I was already quite known to most of the Students in Silliman. I mean, being a writer of the Weekly Sillimanian and an active Student Leader (among many others), most of the students and teachers alike have already known me.

But this picture and the story behind it made me an instant celebrity of Silliman University during my time.
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I wasn't really expecting the kind of reaction of the Silliman community when the lampoon issue came out. When I agreed about the story I was only there for the fun of it. You know, being part of the big joke. Then, I never thought that it could make me "famous".

Phines Patalinghug was insisting that it was part of my scheme to be able to win the Vice Presidency of the SU Student Government. Of course, the story made an instant name recall, but that wasn't the purpose, it wasn't even on my mind when Dinah suggested my story of killing someone would be the banner story of the lampoon issue.

The story started one day when Ritchie (the Business Manager, forgot his family name) was taking pictures of the people in the tWS office. I was so tired from editing the news stories when he took a picture of me. So when the photo was develop (these were the days when digital photos were not yet staple), with a haggard face I look like I was on a big trouble. Dinah was laughing when she saw the picture and a bright idea came into her mind (as always!). She suggested that the said picture would be published with a story that I am a murder suspect. Excited about the idea, I agreed.

Unfortunately, a week before the the publication of the lampoon issue, the said picture could not be found. But the story was already there. So instead of still looking for the said picture. I suggested that Sheila Campomanes will take a picture of me that would look like a mug shot for crime suspects. And thus the picture above.

That wasn't an easy picture to take. Sheila might have wasted 3-4 negatives and countless "takes" to capture that image. I was laughing when she was taking picture. The idea that I have to act and look like a goon for the photo shot was very funny for me. But eventually the actor in me came out. And from an innocent looking (ehem! walang kokontra), I was transformed into a hoodlum-looking-killer.

Well, that was behind the story of how I killed Michael Cornito with a metal hair brush in Boltz Hall and how the Piapi National Police (PNP)discovered that I was the prime suspect.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

tWS ONLINE

Today, in commemoration of the declaration of Martial Law by then President Ferdinand Marcos, the Weekly Sillimanian (tWS), Silliman University's Student Publication and one of the country's longest running weekly campus publication, will launch its online version - the www.weeklysillimanian.net.

You may ask, what is the relation with martial law and tWS? When Marcos declared Martial Law, tWS was one of the first campus publication that Marcos ordered to close down allegedly becuase of its subersive arrticles (read: Anti-Marcos). Launching tWS at this date is a better way of saying that camous journalism is well and alive in this part of the country.

tWS is also celebrating its 103 anniversary and they will be having an exhibit today featuring testimonials of former member of the staff. I was asked to made a one paragraph testimonial. But really1 how can you contain in one paragraph the wonderful memories I have with tWS that helped define who I am now. I am sure the organizers would understand. This is what I wrote:
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It is quite difficult to sum up into one paragraph my experience as member of the editorial staff of the Weekly Sillimanian. For one, being a member of tWS was one of the defining moments for me as a student of Silliman University. So my apologies if I go beyond the one paragraph requirement.

I joined tWS in June 1995 as a Junior Reporter, then move as a Senior Reporter by the second semester of that school year. In school year 1996-1997, I was appointed News Editor of tWS. Together with Dinah Baseleres (Editor-in-Chief), Ian Fermin Casocot (Associate Editor), Joanna Ruth Utzurrum (Features Editor), and a bunch of crazy yet talented staff, we publish one of best issues of tWS. And this I say with no apologies!

Since two years prior to us tWS failed to come up weekly, it was then a challenge for us to be a real a “Weekly Sillimanian”. And that we did. We set up a strict schedules and deadlines for everyone to follow (that includes the EiC, the editors and even our adviser). Failure to meet the deadline would mean a deduction from your honorarium and receiving a “verbal lashing” from Dinah (and believe me, that is the last thing you want to hear from her). Writing good stuff and meeting your deadline, however, would entitle you to become one of “staff of the month” where your name will be announced at tWS and you will receive an additional amount for your honorarium. We don’t condone mediocrity, but we were not also short with praises for those who did their job well. At tWS, we were good friends, but when it comes to work and doing our responsibility, we were able to separate personal from official things.

We had good stories during that time. We entered the school year with the news that then SU President Mervyn Misajon just resigned. That was also the year that the registrar tried the computerized enrolment system. Founders day we received news that the Board of Trustees has just appointed Dr. Agustin Pulido as the new SU President which caught everyone in a surprise. During semestral break, Silliman hosted a summit for all the Student Government heads all over the country. It was also during our time that the SU Faculty Association (SUFA) staged a strike against the administration. The heads of the SUSG at that time were also quite a personality that our reporters have literally camped out outside of the house of the SUSG President (She is nowhere to be found in campus), just to get her side on the stories that we run about the SUSG. At that time also, I did a three-part in-depth story of the state of our dormitories and was also able to come out with an interview of an HIV/AIDS victim.

At tWS we took our responsibility seriously. We observed the basic tenets of the Journalist Code of Ethics. This we do because we know that tWS is not just a Campus Publication, tWS can practically be considered a community newspaper for Dumaguete. Thus, the paper is read not just inside the campus, but also by those within in the larger community. To ensure issues are thresh out well, every Wednesday we meet as a whole staff where we critique the issue that was just released and discuss the stories (news, features and opinion) that would come out in our next issue. Everybody participates in this discussion including our non-editorial staff.

That year also, we revive the lampoon issue where I became an instant celebrity of Silliman University (check the Sillimaniana section to find out why).

But we were not also all work. Boy! We had fun. During our Christmas party we decided to have a costume party with the theme, “Philippines 3000” where we don all the craziest futuristic costume we could think (Dinah won the best in costume with her metallic ballerina get up). We held the party at the residence of our adviser Irma Pal in Amigo Subdivision. All of us put on our costume at tWS office in Guy Hall and with our costumes we hailed a pedicab to bring us to Amigo Subdivision. Of course, several pedicabs did not even bother to stop and for those who did, I could just imagine the things that were in the mind of the driver who took us.

There are a lot of stories I could share with my tWS experience, but space is always our constraint. All I could say, what I am now, part of this I owe it to tWS and the people I encountered because of the Weekly Sillimanian.

Damn! I miss those days!

Monday, September 11, 2006

SO THIS EXPLAIN WHY

You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.
Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.
You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.
You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.


Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male

Your brain leans female
You think with your heart, not your head
Sweet and considerate, you are a giver
But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

Thursday, August 31, 2006

GOOD NEWS!

Ma'am Rose Baseleres sent me a text message yesterday.

The Silliman University School of Communication is now officially the Silliman University College of Mass Communication. The SU Board of Trustees has just upgraded our school in their meeting last August 27, 2006. Kudos to the people who made this possible.

What a nice gift for our Ruby Year!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

THE BIGOT GOT HIS SHARE OF BEATINGS

For his ignorance, bigotry and by being plainly an asshole, former Supreme Court Justice Isagani Cruz got what he deserves from writers who had the wits and the logic to say how stupid he was.

Here's a column by Manuel L. Quezon III (grand son of the late President Manuel Quezon)and a letter by Jonathan Best, all published at the Philippine Daily Inquirer.
THE LONG VIEW
The grand inquisitor
By Manuel L. Quezon III,


(Published on page A15 of the August 14, 2006 issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer

KURT VONNEGUT ONCE OBSERVED, “FOR SOME reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes. But, often with Tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course that’s Moses, not Jesus. I haven’t heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere.” Vonnegut was pointing out the basic immorality of society’s self-proclaimed moral custodians. Hate the sin but love the sinner? But that opens to a possible debate on what is sin.

How much easier, more certain and eminently satisfying to decree, Kill them all. God will know His own.” The result is the perversion of the finer instincts of religion into a false trinity—faith, hope and bigotry, setting aside charity which represents an inconvenient truth: Christ was friend to prostitutes and tax collectors, and He debated even with the devil. Must Christianity end with Christ?

Retired Supreme Court Justice Isagani Cruz says that his vigorous and vicious condemnation of gays,lesbians and transgendered people is not supposed to incite hatred and intolerance—or to be precise, that he is not invoking a blanket condemnation of all gay people. He only objects to some, not all. For example, he has nothing but the most generous and respectful thoughts for those who conform to what he finds tasteful and tolerable behavior. And what is tasteful and tolerable as far as his wounded sensibilities are concerned? A minority meekly and absolutely surrendering to the tyranny of the majority, a sub-culture reduced to the subhuman, in which the individual is instructed to live out, every day, a total repudiation of the self. Cruz demands the elimination of a diverse and rich culture—one that is as much a mirror of society’s larger complexities as it is an alternative to some of the worst instincts and features of the broader culture for which he has stepped forward as spokesman—because the minority displeases and disgusts him.

He would have me, and everyone else like me be a slave, a fugitive, a hypocrite and, most of all, a coward. And I find that disgusting. I find it neither reasonable nor acceptable. I do not even find it understandable. Cruz does not understand us, does not want to, would be unwilling to. Yet he says he hates only some, not all, of us, and expects “some of us” to embrace and thank him?

For what? That he reserves his scorn only for hairdressers and fashion designers? That he respects me, the writer, but heaps abuse on someone else because that someone uses slang I don’t use, speaks louder than I do, wears what I don’t wear—and those superficial differences are the things that guarantee me (and those who behave otherwise) Cruz’s respect?

I will not embrace him, not for that, much less shake his hand or offer him the opportunity for civilized disagreement. For he is blind to the civilization to which I belong, and to the fundamental identity I share with those he despises. Whether we have a little learning or not, whether we speak in the same manner or not, regardless of what we wear and what mannerisms we choose to exhibit, we are the same, for in the fundamental things—those we choose to love, to have relationships with and with whom we aspire to share a life marked by a measure of domestic bliss and emotional contentment—there is no difference. To permit Cruz to make such distinctions is to grant him and all those like him an intolerable—because it is fundamentally unjust—power to define myself and those like me.

When he casts the law as an instrument for prosecution, persecution and discrimination, he must be fought. That he discredits polite behavior by portraying civilized discourse as a fancy disguise for his uncritical obedience and intolerant enforcement of uniformity; that he defames religion by turning it into an ideology of hate; that he makes a mockery of filial piety by insisting that tyrannical instincts should be cultivated among the elderly and enforced upon their direction—these should inspire not pity for his moral dementia; these must provoke anger. And condemnation.

To be different is to be held in suspicion. The nonconformist is a subversive. Subversion and rebellion make societies become more generous, more diverse, more compassionate—and an individual more free. For the inability—or unwillingness—to see rebellion as a virtue and not a flaw is what provokes the uncomprehending hostility that makes the anxious herd stifle dissent and stamp out anything different. But humanity is not a herd, and being human demands a vigilance against the kind of provocations that start stampedes.

I will respect anyone’s convictions, but only to the extent you will respect mine. Goodwill inspires the same; tolerance results in cooperation. But I will not be told whom to love, whom to be friends with, what culture to represent, what mannerisms and interests to adopt and, much less, discard. I will not modify my behavior or limit my pleasures merely to please Cruz or bigots like him. The respect gays, lesbians and transgendered people experience is a brittle kind, but hard-won. Far more has to be won, in terms of actual legislation or in every sphere of our lives where discrimination virtually takes place every day.

The behavior Cruz finds so obnoxious is the price he and everyone else must pay for the pink triangles of the German concentration camps, the labor camps and prison cells of Soviet Russia and Communist China and Cuba, the merciless beatings and taunts endured by so many over so long a time. It is his punishment for representing a society whose instincts remain fundamentally murderous toward anyone different. If he weren’t such a hate-monger, he might realize it’s no punishment at all, and that society is all the better for the increased prominence of gays.

Hate-speech as journalism

(Published on Page A14 of the August 17, 2006 issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer

IN his Aug. 12 column, Isagani A. Cruz ranted about the terrible vulgarity of gay hairdressers and effeminate schoolboys and he warned the Philippine nation lest it loses its masculine virility. (In 2003, he targeted gays on TV shows in a somewhat less hysterical article.) Cruz waxed nostalgic of the simpler days of his youth when hardly a gay could be spotted on the streets of Manila. Was he born during the Spanish Inquisition?

Cruz offered apologies to the "decorously discreet" homosexuals he respects -- among them the "less than manly" dress designers (who are acceptable as long as they manage to repress their "condition"). If he had the guts he would also have apologized to the distinguished heads of several major Philippine corporations, Catholic and Protestant priests, movie stars, famous athletes, military men and millions of Average Filipino men and women who are active homosexuals and lesbians enjoying their "condition" just fine.

Cruz launched himself into plain, old-fashioned bullying and gay-bashing, while trying to pass off hate-speech as respectable journalism. Social commentators are welcome to criticize gay culture all they want, we criticize ourselves mercilessly at times and accept criticisms from straight friends and honest critics when appropriate.

But Cruz is not a friend or thoughtful critic. He is a bigot and a hate-monger. He singled out the most vulnerable members of the gay community -- the youth and transgendered and the marginalized workers among them -- who have few options when dealing with their sexuality. He growled about the "homos" in religious processions and asked if the Philippines would be converted into a nation of "sexless persons." He fumed that some people are advocating that homosexuals be given equal rights as "male and female persons."

He menacingly boasted how gays were "mauled" in the 1970s when his five "macho" sons were in school. Despite being a former lawyer, he conveniently ignored the fact that violent gay-bashing is considered a serious hate-crime in most civilized nations.

Sadly, Cruz's self-righteous tirade is pointed to a direction where so many Demagogues and hate groups have gone before. The Church in the dark days of the Spanish Inquisition proclaimed homosexuals an abomination in the eyes of God and sent hundreds of thousands of gays to be tortured and burned alive. Offending men were tied together and burned like faggots of wood, hence, our modern-day nickname "faggots."

The Nazis used gas chambers and the Red Guards in Shanghai used baseball bats because they felt bullets were too expensive to waste on "bourgeois degenerates." The American Klu Klux Klan castrated and lynched gays. And now Islamic fundamentalist death squads in Iraq and Iran are beheading gay men and lesbians in the name of their "all-merciful" God.

JONATHAN BEST, Tambo, Parañaque City

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Flawed Logic of a Senile Homophobic

As a legal luminary, I have high respects for former Supreme Court Justice Isagani Cruz. I mean, his textbook is what we used for our Political Law class.

I never realized that for a someone whom we expect logic, open-mindedness and intelligence, he could write something illogical, poorly research (or nothing at all!) opinion.

The guy must be turning senile!
'Don we now our gay apparel’
By Isagani Cruz

Published on Page A10 of the August 12, 2006 issue of the Philippine Daily Inquirer


HOMOSEXUALS before were mocked and derided, but now they are regarded with new-found respect and, in many cases, even treated as celebrities. Only recently, the more impressionable among our people wildly welcomed a group of entertainers whose main proud advertisement was that they were “queer.” It seems that the present society has developed a new sense of values that have rejected our religious people’s traditional ideas of propriety and morality on the pretext of being “modern” and “broad-minded.”

The observations I will here make against homosexuals in general do not include the members of their group who have conducted themselves decorously, with proper regard not only for their own persons but also for the gay population in general. A number of our local couturiers, to take but one example, are less than manly but they have behaved in a reserved and discreet manner unlike the vulgar members of the gay community who have degraded and scandalized it. I offer abject apologies to those blameless people I may unintentionally include in my not inclusive criticisms. They have my admiration and respect.

The change in the popular attitude toward homosexuals is not particular to the Philippines. It has become an international trend even in the so-called sophisticated regions with more liberal concepts than in our comparatively conservative society. Gay marriages have been legally recognized in a number of European countries and in some parts of the United States. Queer people -- that’s the sarcastic term for them -- have come out of the closet where before they carefully concealed their condition. The permissive belief now is that homosexuals belong to a separate third sex with equal rights as male and female persons instead of just an illicit in-between gender that is neither here nor there.

When I was studying in the Legarda Elementary School in Manila during the last 1930s, the big student population had only one, just one, homosexual. His name was Jose but we all called him Josefa. He was a quiet and friendly boy whom everybody liked to josh but not offensively. In the whole district of Sampaloc where I lived, there was only one homosexual who roamed the streets peddling “kalamay” and “puto” and other treats for snacks. He provided diversion to his genial customers and did not mind their familiar amiable teasing. I think he actually enjoyed being a “binabae” [effeminate].

The change came, I think, when an association of homos dirtied the beautiful tradition of the Santa Cruz de Mayo by parading their kind as the “sagalas” instead of the comely young maidens who should have been chosen to grace the procession. Instead of being outraged by the blasphemy, the watchers were amused and, I suppose, indirectly encouraged the fairies to project themselves. It must have been then that they realized that they were what they were, whether they liked it or not, and that the time for hiding their condition was over.

Now homosexuals are everywhere, coming at first in timorous and eventually alarming and audacious number. Beauty salons now are served mostly by gay attendants including effeminate bearded hairdressers to whom male barbers have lost many of their macho customers. Local shows have their share of “siyoke” [gay men], including actors like the one rejected by a beautiful wife in favor of a more masculine if less handsome partner. And, of course, there are lady-like directors who are probably the reason why every movie and TV drama must have the off-color “bading” [gay] or two to cheapen the proceedings.

And the schools are now fertile ground for the gay invasion. Walking along the University belt one day, I passed by a group of boys chattering among themselves, with one of them exclaiming seriously, “Aalis na ako. Magpapasuso pa ako!” [“I’m leaving. I still have to breastfeed!”] That pansy would have been mauled in the school where my five sons (all machos) studied during the ’70s when all the students were certifiably masculine. Now many of its pupils are gay, and I don’t mean happy. I suppose they have been influenced by such shows as “Brokeback Mountain,” our own “Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros” (both of which won awards), “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy,” and that talk program of Ellen Degeneres, an admitted lesbian.

Is our population getting to be predominantly pansy? Must we allow homosexuality to march unobstructed until we are converted into a nation of sexless persons without the virility of males and the grace of females but only an insipid mix of these diluted virtues? Let us be warned against the gay population, which is per se a compromise between the strong and the weak and therefore only somewhat and not the absolute of either of the two qualities. Be alert lest the Philippine flag be made of delicate lace and adorned with embroidered frills.


The guy is completely a jerk!

What is he suggesting, that we stop gays from expressing themselves? That we forever put every gay into the closet so as just to conform with what they want in the society? That gays would be to careless as to dishonor our flag? That by being a gay is a sign of weakness? That gay could actually control their preference?

This jerk treats gay as if we are a social disease!

I got so irritated reading his work and really, I would want to throw him at the rising magma of Mayon Valcano!

Monday, January 23, 2006

SWEET REVENGE SWEET VICTORY



If there is one thing that Manny Pacquiao did (other than winning of course!) was to unite a deeply divided Filipino Nation even for just a moment. The A, B, C, D, E crowd all gathered in front of the TV set to cheer their boxing idol. Even members of the National People's Army, the Moro Islamic liberation Front and the Magdalo group of the Armed Forces were either glued to their TV or listening to the radio and hear what happened to Pacquiao. Every one, from President Arroyo to Ka Roger of the CPP/NPA sent their congratulatory message to Pacquiao for winning the rematch (check the story here).

It was such a sweet moment for every Filipinos (boxing loving and those who are not really a boxing fan) seeing their fellow Filipino avenge his lost ten months ago. Pacquiao was relentless in his assualt againt the Mexican legend Erik Morales, so relentless was he that Morales knelt down before him (literally!) on the 10th round of what was supposedly a 12 round fight. It was Morales first ever knockout.




For country that is in dire need of glory, Pacquiao's victory was truly a great one. You can see that on how the people at Rockwell joined the crowd at Plaza Miranda cheered and jump in jubilation after Pacquiao was declared the winner. It was really a sweet moment to watch that it made me teary-eyed - - and so were many others.

*****

At the expense of being labeled as a "kapuso", hvaing no choice but to watched the fight at ABS-CBN channel, I couldn't also help but give this observation.

ABS-CBN must be in dire need of money. Since ABS-CBN and Solar Sports have the exclusive right to air the fight yesterday. The fight was delayed telecast at ABS-CBN and knowing th captive audience, it was laden with too many commercial. What could have been an at most four hours TV show was was stretched to almost 8 hours! (Reminds me of the Oscars as aired by RPN-9)

At 1:30 p.m. I already received a text message that Pacquiao won on the 10th round by knockout. At 1:30 p.m., ABS just started first round of the Morales-Pacquiao fight. ABS started airing shots from Las Vegas as early as 9 a.m.

But what really caused my eyebrows to raise was the placement of ad of "Pegasus" (yes that girlie bar frequented by corrupt politicians and government officials and ulta-rich guys in Quezon Avenue!) in between the rounds of the fight. On a primetime, ABS placed an ad of Pegasus! Yes, the viewers were pre-dominantly male, but do you really have to place an ad of a girlie bar where quite a number of those who also watched are kids, wives and women!

Shameless isn't it.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

BUKIDNON HOLIDAYS

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This is a little bit late but still worth the read.

After a traumatic flight to Cagayan de Oro (CDO), the nine days that I stayed in the Bukid over the holidays turned out to be was great! I came back to Manila, five pounds bigger but well rested and happy.

I left for Bukidnon on December 23. As usual, my 9:30 Cebu Pacific flight was delayed. The plane took off at around 10:20 a.m. We left Manila with a very good weather. But 30 minutes before we are about to land in CDO, it was already cloudy. I started to worry. Back in December 31, 2001, our plane was forced to land in Mactan because it was impossible to land in CDO due to poor weather condition. At that time, I ended up celebrating my New Year's Eve on board Cebu Ferries.

Located 187 meters above sea level, a slight change in the weather would cause the visibility of the CDO's airport to become poor. Our plane attempted to land twice but only to end up drastically “climbing” since the pilot could not see the runway. We were forced to land in Mactan.

While in Mactan, we were just told to remain in our seats to wait for some update regarding the weather in CDO. Reporting an improvement of the weather (visibility is already at 5 km from 2 km), we took off at Mactan at around 2 p.m. Once again the plane attempted to land only to “climb” again. The pilot told us that we will stay on air for 20-30 minutes on air. On its fourth attempt, the plane finally was able to land. As soon as the tires touch the runway, every passenger burst into an applause and was cheering everybody. I cried and so was my seatmate. It was such a relief! (back in the 90s, a classmate in grade school was one of the casualties when Cebu Pacific flight to CDO crashed in somewhere Claveria, so you can just imagine my fear).



We arrived CDO almost 4 p.m. already (from an 11:30 a.m. expected time of arrival). I headed straight to Agora Terminal to take an aircon bus to Valencia, Bukidnon where my mother's driver was waiting for me.

Christmas eve I spent in house in Don Carlos with my mom and my two younger sister. Earlier, I sent a text message to Dyames telling him how I feel weird while buying some ingredients for a salad in the Public Market (there is no supermarket in Don Carlos). People were staring at me. I was a new face to them and in the sea of brown and dark complexion people, I with a very fair complexion would probably be an oddity. I asked Dyames, “should I wave at this people like a celebrity?” But sanity caught up with me and instead of making a scene I was just smiling and told my sister to hurry so that I can go home.

After going to Church on Christmas Day, we went straight to Malaybalay to meet my sister and her Kids. My mom is also meeting her brothers and sisters for some family business (they need to discuss where to place my Tito who is currently admitted to a mental facility in one of the towns in Bukidnon).

My mother and Joanne (our youngest) left for Don Carlos the following day, I and Beulah (my other younger sister) stayed in Malaybalay until the 27th. We stayed at my Ate's place. Dec. 26 and 27 I spent playing with my niece and nephew, watching TV and in the afternoon tried to lift some weights in a small gym which is attached to a coffee shop selling all the sweets and pastries you need to avoid (what a nice way to work out!). My mom picked us up on the 27th.

December 28, I joined my mother and some of her office staff to do some Charity work in Sinuda, Quezon, Bukidnon. This is a place near the Bukidnon-Davao boundary. We distributed gifts to kids of the members of the Matigsalud tribe. These are the kids who would stand beside the road and would extend their hand at some passing vehicles hoping the passengers would hand over some food stuff or money to them (they live just beside by the now well-paved Bukidnon-Davao road).

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My Mom (in lavender) handing out the packed goodies to the Matigsalud kids

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I took time, of course, to pose with the kids, my mom beside me.

I was at first hesitant to go since all I really want to do was to sleep and catch up with things I missed on TV. But since going with my mom would make her happy, I went. I did not regret it. Just seeing the happy smiles of these kids is enough to make my day.

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And as an added bunos, I've got to enjoy the sceneries and the fresh mountain air.

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Saw the fog at my back? its 12 noon already with the Sun up, but the fog is still there

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With my Mom's staff and officemates, taking a pose after having lunch

December 29 I went back to Malaybalay to meet my high school classmates. Over two bottles of tequila, red horse and sinugbang baboy (pork) and tuna, lechon manok and kinilaw na tuna, we reminisced the good ole days (as usual), laugh at the crazy things we did before, update each other about what we are doing now and had a good time.

Since the girls didn't make it this year(two of them are pregnant with their nth kid), it was an all boys party. It was really nice seeing my classmates once again. I was happy to see them matured and show concern for each other. Yes, the banters (I love the word kantyaw than its English counterpart) are still there, but you could actually see that they have grown (most of us are turning 30 this year).

Russel, the naughtiest of our classmates even surprised me. Since by 11 p.m. ( we started at around 7 p.m.) I was a bit sleepy already, they lit me lie down in hammock (we were having bonfire at the backyard of my classmate Paul). It was really cold at night in Malaybalay (high altitude and pine trees), I was waken up from my short nap feeling somebody was put some sheets on me. I was surprised to find Russel actually removed his sweater and used it to cover me from the cold. I actually saw his face few inches from my face and smiling at me. For the record, he is straight but that was really sweet of him to do such thing.

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Me and Earl, no that smoke is not an effect, Paul was smoking when he took the picture.

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The 4-Faith boys, Edward, Me, Earl, Russel, Rico, (seated) Paul and Ronnie.

December 30, we were in Don Carlos again for my Grandfather's death anniversary.

December 31 we went back to Malaybalay for my nephew's dedication. Joseph Edgar is my Ate's second child. I was one of the Ninongs. The Edgar in his name was a tribute to my late father Edgardo.

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My cute nephew Joseph Edgar.

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Joseph's 8 year old ate Roxanne. This girl is smart.

After many years, we celebrated New Year with our family complete. My sisters, my niece and nephew, my mom and Rodolfo (father of my Ate's kids) celebrated new year together in my Ate's house. I was so happy and I so was my Mom whose joy really is seeing her kids and grandkids complete. We did not prepare anything for new year, there were already plenty of food left from my nephew's dedication. With some cakes and wine, we welcomed the year inside the house and just watching the neighbors lit those firecrackers.

I was really enjoying my vacation, but then some good thing has to end. And so by January 2, I left for CDO. The following day, I took the 7 a.m. Cebu Pacific to manila. At this time, the weather was good.

Monday, August 29, 2005

HOROSCOPE ANYONE

I am not really fond of horoscope, but if I chance upon it in the pages of the newspaper or magazine, I also read it. Just for the fun, I read what it forecast about my future. But I don’t believe it. Its purely an entertainment (I remember back in the Weekly Sillimanian days when Ms. D was writing a horoscope for the lampoon issue, it was fun!)

Bleng, my former housemate, sent me a forwarded email last week about horoscope. This time, however, it does not predict your future but tells something about who you are.

What is weird though is that a lot of things that that article said about an aquarian man were true.

I only copied this from the email post and be warned that the English is not really good. But read it anyway, for fun. The sentences/phrases in bold are the things which I find true to myself. (In italics are my opinions)
AQUARIUS MAN

Hot-hearted man who likes to do thing his way. He can suddenly decide to do something without thinking of it's outcome. He is the type of guy with an inside energizer, so if you fall in love with this type of guy be "patient", even if you have to follow him a bit. His creative mind could create fantastic idea any time. If you do not understand or can not follow him, you won't be with him for long.

A man in this Zodiac will less likely to have a pale skin, and if he has a scar, it would be on his face or on his head. He moves very fast and very energetic, and he has a very self confident in himself. He is not the type to sit down and feel sorry or regret anything for long, especially with "Love".

He loves justice. He dares to show his opinion or even argue about certain subject even he knows it might bring him problems (This is so true!). A straight forward type of guy. He hardly lies except if he think it is necessary and he is not a good liar anyway. He will not lie to you about serious matter, but if he lie he will lie only a small little thing.

He is gifted with the ability to be a very social person. He could talk even about subject that he has no knowledge of (You people will agree on this one, right?). He interests only at the present time and look at the world positively. Many times he feels hurt because of reality, but he will not run away and he will overcome that difficulty .

Even he is a high and self confident type and center his own thought as a main focus, but at the same time he is a kind, cute and polite guy( doubts about being cute! HAHAHAHAHA. He certainly is not a mean person. He likes to help people who are in troubles even he is not asked to (and because I love to help people in trouble, I also got into trouble, like how Dr. Sinda got so mad about me for the thing I wrote to defend Melclaire). He is the type who feels sorry if you remember bad things he said to you that he had already forgotten, but you did not. Belief him that he is very sorry and give him another chance.

Once he decides to do something, he will put all his mind and energy in it either in his "Work", or "Love". He is the type who gamble anything in the casino, so do not even take him there. (There is no iota of evidence about this coz I don’t gamble at all)

He does not like pessimistic, low energy, and depress person, especially no brain( am . . . do I need to explain?. Strangely he like to overpowered this type of people to assure that he is more superior. He like to be the first person to do something. You can see sparkling in his eyes, once he meet a new target or new lover. Once he is in love, he will act as if he never has love like this before. This minute he could be real sugar sweet, and later he could also be an icy cold, but do not blame him for that will only chase him away. He could fall in love again with another girl and act again like he never has this kind of love before. He could really love someone, but not a heart broken type for he thinks love is "excitement" and "Love goes on". If you date this kind of guy, do not or avoid showing your face to him with face pack, face mask, always be presentable, nice and cute.

If he is quiet not because he is shy, but he is only quietly thinking(yes dearie, your in trouble when I am quiet, that means I am digesting bit by bit the things you said. Hehehehe). If you have a chance to ask his X-girlfriend, she will tell you that he is not a shy or quiet type. If he is really and truly in love with you, he will never lie to you at all. How do you know if he loves you, bet on your faith! Love him and treat him steadily and do not try to find anything to argue with him, he will be with you for sure. If you are his lover or girlfriend and need to tell him something, go and say it out loud and straight forward because he hate long boring story(Here, I would love to borrow KK's “cut the crap, what’s your point?!”). He hate to play games, chasing for love or being chased, so let him call you first.

He likes a confident woman who also a good follower. If he gets mad at you, let him be for only a short time he will be normal again. You have to like and be able to get along with his friends, but he does not have to do so with all your friends. Don't ever think you could make him jealous by flirting with other man, he will just leave instead of making a scene because he is a confident man and has to be the first in everything .
Any dissenting opinion? If you want to know your horoscope too, tell, I’ll email it to you and let’s compare notes.

Friday, August 19, 2005

PUSANG GALA



I will not make any movie review on this, but I am telling you you should watch this movie

I have to insist on James yesterday that we should watch "Mga Pusang Gala", a pinoy indie film. Our time were not wasted. All I could say was acting was superb in this film. Irma Adlawan and Ricky Davao delivered a superb performance, if the two won't be nominated for their acting in this film, I don't know what kind of award giving bodies we have. Supporting roles were okay especially that of newcomer Lauren Novero. Lauren's presence in the film is so refreshing, you will love him. He is way way way better than those craps who are products of artista search.



It is too bad that for a talented actress like Irma Adlawan, it was only now that she was given a lead role in a motion picture (she is already an acclaimed stage actress). But then again, it is not too late. It is high time that Filipinos should be able to see what great acting is all about like what Adlawan could deliver and not those sappy performances of Claudine Barreto and the likes.

The story and script is also great. Well, what else can you expect from a story based on a stage play "Mga Estranghero at ang Gabi" which won a fist place in Palanca?

Watch this film and be proud. There is one cute character in this film, I wont tell you who he is, watch it. For more of the film, see it here

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

SACRIFICE

Got this from my mailbox this afternoon and I am placing it here in its entirety:
One call we often hear today, when people ask President Arroyo to resign, is the call to make the ultimate sacrifice for the good of the country.

Now that is a call that we can endorse. No, not the call for the President to resign, but the call for everyone, not just her, to make sacrifices for the good of the nation.

Loren Legarda
You are challenging the legitimacy of Vice President de Castro. If and when the President does resign, de Castro will ascend to the Presidency. That is the constitutional process. Your continuing proclamation of his illegitimacy can become
destabilizing. Can you make the sacrifice of withdrawing your suit and just allowing him to sit as President?

The 10 Cabinet members who resigned
Many of you are known for integrity. Let your record speak for itself. Can you make the sacrifice of just shutting up now and not defending yourselves, for this contributes to further instability?

Frank Drilon
Your salivating for the Vice Presidency leaves a bad taste in the mouth. You manifested extreme hypocrisy and political opportunism in extolling GMA to high heavens and then stabbing her in the back, within the space of one week. Can you make the sacrifice of stopping all moves, including those of your Liberal Party cohorts, of political maneuvering?

All traditional politicians
Kayo ang tunay na salot ng bayan. Can you make the sacrifice of resigning your posts and fading into complete oblivion?

Activist bishops and clergy of the Catholic Church
We appreciate your concern for the good of our people, but we do not appreciate your being at the forefront of political activism. Can you make the sacrifice of sticking to your pastoral duties of ministering to the spiritual needs of the flock and leave the political posturing to the lay people?

Brother Eddie Villanueva
God has blessed you by giving you a big flock to take care of. That is your calling. While many disagree with your entry into politics, we leave that between you and God. But what is difficult to take is your insistence, and that of your apologists, that you won the Presidential elections. For goodness sake, you were number five! If you were cheated, it was not only GMA who did so but Fernando Poe and the others as well. Can you make the sacrifice of leaving partisan politics entirely and focusing on the Father's business?


Imee Marcos, Jinggoy Estrada, JV Ejercito
Is it not enough that your parents plundered the nation and you were part of that, and now you have not only kept all your loot but are also back in power? Can you make the sacrifice of removing yourselves from the limelight? In reality, you are a major reason why the middle forces are not responding positively to the call to a change in government.

Nene Pimentel
Make the ultimate sacrifice to SHUT UP! old man. You have ruined your integrity. You have shown the real you, a bitter old man of politics who never achieved what you have always dreamed of.

Activists
Isn't it enough that you are being tolerated despite the fact that you have never contributed any tax for this country? despite the fact that your existence is based on fault-finding? despite the fact thaat the "bourgoise" that you are so against of are the very people who support your existence?

Big business
Many of you really just care about having a positive environment where your businesses will thrive. Can you make the sacrifice of some of your profits to give more to the poor?

The poor
We understand that, sapagkat kayo ay kapit sa patalim, you allow yourselves to be exploited and brought to rallies of unscrupulous politicians. Can you make the sacrifice of a few pesos, of bearing with your hunger, and not allow yourselves to be exploited, so that you maintain your dignity and you help sow the seed for true liberation and well-being, in God's time?

Cory Aquino
Isn't it enough that you have become President of this country and you will go down in history as the one who gave the Filipinos hope after the Marcos dictatorship? Isn't Kris, your daughter, enough for you to handle? How can you have the heart to call for supreme sacrifice when you cannot even manage to call for the same sacrifice from your daughter who has never given this country something to be proud of? On the country, she is the epitome of bratness and low morals .

The call to sacrifice is a wonderful call. God himself showed us the way. Jesus sacrificed his life on the cross in order to win our salvation. Such a call is pure, noble, worthy of emulation. Let us not use it for selfish motives. Let us not prostitute its purity by polluting it with the filth in our hearts.

"For to me life is Christ, and death is gain." (Phil 1:21


Last Saturday's column of Solita Monsod (Mareng Winnie) is also worth reading. Read it here.

Monday, July 11, 2005

STATE OF THE NATION

Let me share my views on the State of the Nation.

First, I am disappointed with former President Aquino. Obviously, she never realized that by asking GMA to resign, we are actually putting more danger to this country. Why? I would explain later on. If Cory Aquino has nothing more to do, she should have concentrated on taking care of her Daughter Kris who needs more attention.

Second, as for Sen. Drilon, Gad! Have you seen his face when he announced allegedly the Liberal Party's call for GMA to resign (which is by the way rebutted by a number of LP members and of late by Sen. Mar Roxas)? Ambition was written all over his face! It is funny how one person could changes his stand in a day or two. A week before, he declared that GMA could find solace in Iloilo, his hometown. Last Friday, he called GMA to resign.

Third, I agree with the stand of the Catholic Bishop Conference of the Philippines (CBCP). Let GMA go through the due process of law provided for in the Constitution. Let her be impeached so that she could present her defenses in the proper forum. The "Truth Commission" should be set up, this should be an independent body with no trace of any political color. This is the same stand that the Philippine Daily Inquirer took in today's editorial.

Making GMA resign will not solve this crisis. If GMA resigns, Noli de Castro as her constitutional successor would become President. Not only is Noli's capability of leading the country questionable, the people backing him are also unidentifiable. It is much better to fight an evil you know, from the one which you don't have any idea.

The proposal of the opposition to have Susan Roces as the head of a caretaker government (which would mean throwing out GMA and Noli in office) is totally unacceptable. Any means beyond the constitution would place grave consequence on the confidence of investors into this country and would even bring us to an economic collapse. Moreover, an act beyond the limits provided in the constitution is very attractive to would be dictators and would seriously impair our democratic systems. Any formation of a Junta, caretaker government, council or whatever name they will give is outside of the constitution and should never be give a chance to develop. And when it is outside of the constitution, you will never know what powers they would allocate for themselves. "Absolute power, corrupts absolutely."

If there is one thing that this Crisis brought for me, it only shows what kind of a thick-two-faced are the so called leftist activists. Imagine, just to advance their so called principles, they are now sharing the stage with the people of Estrada and Marcos! Bayan-Muna people holding hands with the Estradas and Imee Marcos! Just great really great! It would only come to show that these people would even kiss the devil just so they could advance their ideology that has long been rejected even by the people where such ideology came from.

Lastly, the leaders in Manila should go out of the Capital and look at the provinces before they could make any decision and see for themselves the chaos in Manila and the stability in the provinces. Their minds have probably been affected by the pollution in Manila that they need to have a breath of fresh air from the province. I totally agree with Mayor Osmeña of Cebu, If Manila wants a change in the government without consulting the people in the provinces, then Manila should separate from the Philippines. Manila isn't the Philippines, it is the Capital, but it is not the whole country.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

AFI'S TOP 100 MOVIE SONGS



Yesterday, it was the top 100 Movie Quotes, now its the Top 100 Movie Songs. I've realized that I loved many of these songs. Here's the top 10:

1. Over the Rainbow PERFORMER Judy Garland, MUSIC/LYRICS Harold Arlen/E. Y. Harburg, WIZARD OF OZ, THE (1939)

2. As Time Goes By PERFORMER Dooley Wilson, MUSIC/LYRICS Herman Hupfeld
CASABLANCA (1942)

3. Singin' in the Rain PERFORMER Gene Kelly, MUSIC/LYRICS Nacio Herb Brown/Arthur Freed SINGIN' IN THE RAIN (1952)

4. Moon River PERFORMER Audrey Hepburn, MUSIC/LYRICS Henry Mancini/Johnny Mercer BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S (1961)

5. White Christmas PERFORMER Bing Crosby MUSIC/LYRICS Irving Berlin HOLIDAY INN (1942)

6. Mrs. Robinson PERFORMERS Paul Simon, Art Garfunkel MUSIC/LYRICS Paul Simon GRADUATE, THE (1967)

7. When You Wish Upon A Star PERFORMER Cliff Edwards MUSIC/LYRICS Leigh Harline/Ned Washington PINOCCHIO (1940)

8. Way We Were, The PERFORMER Barbra Streisand, MUSIC/LYRICS Marvin Hamlisch/Alan and Marilyn Bergman THE WAY WE WERE (1973)

9. Stayin' Alive PERFORMER The Bee Gees, MUSIC/LYRICS Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER (1977)

10. Sound of Music, The PERFORMER Julie Andrews, MUSIC/LYRICS Richard Rodgers/Oscar Hammerstein II SOUND OF MUSIC, THE (1965)

Click here for the rest of the Top 100 movie songs.

Monday, June 27, 2005

AFI'S TOP 100 MOVIE QUOTES



In Celebration of the 100 years of the American Film Institute (AFI), they came up with Top 100 MOvie Quotes, here's the Top 10:

1. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." GONE WITH THE WIND (1939)

2. "I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse." THE GODFATHER (1972)

3. "You don't understand! I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I could've been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am." ON THE WATERFRONT (1954)

4. "Toto, I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." THE WIZARD OF OZ (1939)

5. "Here's looking at you, kid." CASABLANCA (1942)

6. "Go ahead, make my day." SUDDEN IMPACT (1983)

7. "All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up." SUNSET BLVD. (1950)

8. "May the Force be with you." STAR WARS (1977)

9. "Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy night." ALL ABOUT EVE (1950)

10. "You talking to me?" TAXI DRIVER (1976)

The rest of the 100, click here

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

GALERA ESCAPE

White Beach, Puerto Galera is not really a place where you will be awed by the wonders of nature. As a matter of fact, its white sand is really more of a polvoron than a refined white sugar. The waters though are crystal clear, clean and not so salty, which means, a good water to have a swim.

But people still flock to White Beach, Puerto Galera every summer and even on the offpeak season. Why? Because White Beach, Puerto Galera is a place for fun! And the place offers nothing more but fun.

So it was not the wrong place for these three hardworking young professionals in Manila to have a break.
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Last Saturday we packed our things in our backpacks and met at 3 a.m. dawn at the Bus Station in Taft-Buendia, off we were headed to Batangas Pier in Batangas City, a two-hour bus ride from Makati. From Batangas Pier, we took a painfully slow boat to White Beach Puerto Galera. We arrived at around 8 a.m. to find the whole place already teeming with people. We were informed that all the resorts were already fully booked. But in a place like this, its residence would open their doors to tourist, for a fee of course. We were able to find a room, a five-minute walk from the beach, for P1,500 per night with one big bed enough to accommodate the three of us. We did not mind at all, we only need a place to sleep at night and deposit our things, most of the time we will be hanging in the beach.

Then we started to discover the place.

The place was hot, literally and figuratively. Its summer and the Sun was scorching hot (we were all covered with an SPF 30 Sunblock). But its even hotter since the whole place was charged up with the energy of the young. Majority of the people there are young people ages 35 and below. Hotter still since most of them are in varying state of undress.

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This is the place for urbanites to literally dress down and show off, shamefully or whatever, their skin that has been covered by work clothes for the rest of the year. This is the place for you to shout while enjoying the speed aboard a banana boat. This is a place where you love to stick your body to your partner despite the hear. This is the place where you won’t curse the Sun and the heat. This the place to ogle and be ogled at.

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So we enjoy the waters, we enjoy the sun, we enjoy watching gorgeous people with glistening bodies displayed for everyone to see.

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In Puerto Galera we swim, dive, snorkel, people-watch, eat (meat and those meats crawling in the beach, hehehehehe), climb a 20 meter high or so cliff with an incline of almost 90 degree, crawl a very narrow cave only to enjoy a lagoon-like wonder on the other side, buy summer clothes and accessories at bargain price, have some Henna tattoo on your body.

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At night, the place is still teeming with life, with all those bars and restaurants at the beach front turning into one big party place. Tables with lamps are laid down on the beach were people dined. R&B, Techno and other dance music are played on loud speakers with almost naked people gyrating to the beat. On the far dark side of the beach is another story (ask me, I don’t wanna tell it here, hehehehehe).

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We indeed have fun and the pictures would prove it. Even on our way home, we were still all smiles. T’was a good vacation, no! it was a Great Vacation and the three of us, Al, James and I are looking forward for another visit.

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Friday, April 22, 2005

TAXES AGAIN!

I have nothing against the Bureau of Internal Revenue (BIR) filling tax evasion charges against known personalities.

If Richard Gomez did not file any Income Tax Return for the past years, the he should be prosecuted. His lousy excuse that he was earning for those years is nothing but a stupid excuse. If Regine Velasquez failed to declare her additional Three Million Pesos as a product endorser, then by all means, let her pay the appropriate tax. And if fraud was used to conceal their true income, then they should be criminally prosecuted.

It is an abomination for actors and actresses not to pay their income tax properly. Abomination - - because for an ordinary working class like me, every inch of what I earned is already withheld for tax purposes. For the record, I paid P23,000.00 plus for my income tax last year. It might be small compared to others, but for a working student like me, that amount would mean a lot.

Actors and Actresses are different, however, they could claim numerous tax deductions. Tax deductions are those expenses you made relative to the practice of your profession which you could deduct from your gross income, thereby decreasing your taxable income. For example, my aunt who is a professor in Chemistry may not claim tax deductions from her school supplies. However, she could claim tax deductions for her school supplies by her being a researcher/scientist. Actors and actresses are the privilege few, they could claim tax deductions from almost anything!

If an actress will go to a salon to have her hair done and for make-up, she could claim that as tax deduction because looking good is part of her profession. If she visits Drs. Calayan and Belo, she could also claim tax deductions. She could even claim tax deductions from the expenses she incurred when she paid the salaries of her make-up artist, bogy guard and even her alalay.

Thus, by all means, if these personalities are guilty of tax evasion, then the iron fist of the law should be laid against them.

I see a problem, however, with all these attacks made by the BIR against personalities. If it is their intention to run after those who evade the payment of their taxes, then they should not be selective. They should not only run after these showbiz personalities, who are most likely will settle their accounts because they are most likely afraid of the effect of bad publicity against them. They should also pursue those companies who maintained two books, one for the company purposes the other for BIR purposes. The second book, of course, would reflect a lesser income, and in case of those thick-faced capitalist, no income at all.

The BIR should also go against those Senators, Congressmen, Cabinet Members and other government officials who did not declare their true income. In the press conference yesterday, Sec. Purisima of the Department of Finance was caught by surprise when asked by a member of the press if the BIR will also investigate Negros Occidental Representative Iggy Arroyo, brother of the First Gentlemen, for possible tax evasion for not declaring his income under the “Jose Pidal” account. Remember Rep. Arroyo claimed in a hearing before that he is Jose Pidal. Poor Sec. Purisima, he wasn’t able to give any right answer!

So you see, I really have no objections with BIR pursuing Goma and Regine. But if they are really true to their mission, they should also go after those who are more powerful and influential tax evaders. Otherwise, this campaign that they have now will be nothing but a cheap publicity gimmick of a government agency - - an agency deemed to be one of the most corrupt agencies in the country.

Friday, April 15, 2005

COÑO DAW O!

Seated in front of me in the bus last night where three girls. The girl seated beside the window caught my attention, not because of her looks, but because of her coño talk. Coño talk is the dialect with mixed Tagalog and English spoken with a particular accent and spoken by a young upperclass urbanite (and of course the wannabees).

I listened to what that girl was talking about (this is me, thinking:
coño wannabee girl: There was actually this guy who auditioned. That was Piolo. Kailangan niyang mapa “I Love You” si Bea to pass the audition. (Can you believe that this coño-talking girl watched “Dreamboy”?) It’s a nice movie talaga (WHAAAAT?!) as in kilig talaga! (OHMIGAD! What happened to this world!)

coño wannabee’s friend: By the way, napanood mo na ba ang “Darna”?

coño wannabee girl: Ay! Oo, napaka jologs naman ng special effects. Mas mabuti pa ang “Krystala” and “Spirits”. Ayaw ko talaga ng mga soaps sa siyete, ang jologs (and you think di ka jologs?!). Pero grabe talaga ang “Save The Last Dance”, napanood mo ba ang ending? Naiyak ako, di ba it’s so sweet? (Bus Driver pakibilisbilisan nga ang pagpapatakbo at ng makababa na ako or else masapak ko pa tong babae nato!)


One time I was at the back seat of an FX on my way home and there was this chubby woman seated in front of me. Ang gaga probably she noticed me and started to make pa-cute and did a coño talk. With her knees stuck together, a pouting lips and running her right middle and index finger on her hair right on top of her right ear (in otherwords, nagpapacute!), she started talking to her companion:
nagpapacute na chubbing coño: Kasi naman, di naman talaga ako ganun, di ba? I mean sa relatioship kailangan naman kayong dalawa di ba ang mag work? Eh yung sa ex ko (aba! At nagkaboyfirned ka pa pala!), lagi na lang ako ang naghahabol (aba naman iha! Umasa ka pa! At please lang no, di bagay sayo magpacute-cute ng boses kasi ang laki-laki mo!)


What happened to this world na ba talaga? I mean why are people like that? They think na if they talk mixed Tagalog and English, people will think they are sosyal na! I mean, da buh? It matters naman kung bagay sayo ang mag pa coño da buh? And of course, nagcoño talk ka nga, eh ang jologs naman ng topic mo. I mean, Gad! Piolo Pascual and Bea in “Dreamboy”?!!!! It really affects my sensibilities, da buh?

Thursday, April 14, 2005

THE PRINCE AND HIS LOVE

I pity Prince Charles and Camilla.


Theirs is a story of “love conquers all”, “first love never dies” - - the right ingredient for a mushy love story that the masses would surely love. The problem, not everyone adore them, worst they received probably the worst and meanest ridicule ever.

I read in one of the articles over the newspaper saying Prince Charles attended two funerals – that of the Pope and his own. The former happened last Friday, the latter happened a day after.

But why is it that their love story is not a hit among the masses? Because between them is a beautiful Princess, Lady Diana, a compassionate loving Princess that exudes class and elegance. The Princess who comes straight out of your romance and fairy tales books. The Princess who was broken hearted because his not-so-physically-blessed-Prince had an affair with an equally-not-so-physically-blessed-lover (I am just trying to be politically correct, but the right word should be ugly). And so you hate that woman whom some people love to call as “horse”.

That “horse”, unfortunately, is the first love of the Prince who is known to be a horse lover (no pun intended, hehehehehe) and the beautiful princess is just a product of an arranged marriage, she was the one who broke Camilla’s heart first (after that the beautiful Princess would call her “the other woman” and people would call her “home-wrecker”). So you see, its love conquers all. That no matter how a Prince would fall for an arrange marriage to save his throne (or for whatever reason), he will always goes back to his First love.

A typical love story right? But not a hit among the Prince’s subject. It is because this is not a story between the Handsome Prince and his beautiful lady. This is love story of a physically-challenged-Prince and his equally-physically-challenged-lady (I am trying to be politically correct again!). But love conquers all and I know people would learn to accept the story of their Prince and his Lady.

If Disney would do a “Shrek 3”, I suggest they would base it on the love story of Prince Charles and Her Royal Highness Duchess of Cornwall. That would be nice, isn’t it?

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

NEWS FROM THIS SIDE OF THE WORLD

This is one of those days that I just feel so lazy when it comes to writing. There are too many things that I want to tell, too many stories that I want to share, too many ideas that I want to discuss, but every time I sit in front of the computer, I ended surfing the net and chatting. I kept on postponing on updating my blog till the next day, until the next day came and I am still not writing.

Blame it on the heat! Summertime is already here and Metro Manila has never been this warm (no warm is not the word, it should be HOT!). A 39 degrees Celsius is something that my cold-mountain-grown-body could not take. So I easily get tired. Blame it perhaps on my two-week rigorous final examination for the College of Law, I feel I am already drained.

But here I am now, face in front of the computer with no better things to do than to write. So here I am - - writing. (It what I will write does not make sense to you . . . well . . . the hell I care! At least I am writing!)

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After many postponements (mostly my fault), I finally completed my first year of law school. It was really long ago when I decided to enter law school - - long ago because my batchmates are lawyers now. Imagine! They are lawyers now and I just finished my freshman year. Yes, I enrolled for two semesters back in Silliman, but those were two first semesters. So you see, I never completed my first year in Law School there.

I no longer have any intention of further postponing my law studies. Unless, of course, if my Professors do not want me to continue by giving me an “F” rating. But I believe my professors would be generous enough to make me pass.

Yes, the word is generous. My law study here has been a different experience for me. For once, I was already outside of my comfort zone - - Silliman (and Dumaguete perhaps!). At Silliman most of my professors knew me and I could easily pass a recitation and if I made some mistakes, they would be a little bit kind to me. Here, I am most uncomfortable when matters that are being discussed in the classrooms are things that were not in my readings or when I haven’t read my text book at all. Most of the time in class were spent in recitations and two of my professors show no mercy when you falter. They may be kinder in giving you a mark, but the words they uttered against you were harsh.

One day, I went into my Obligations and Contracts without reading my book. Unfortunately, I was called for recitation. My professor already had high expectations on me judging from my previous recitations, but that day I was at a lost on what to answer, I blabbered some words, but it doesn’t make any sense. My professor then asked “Mr. Joven, what is the difference between a sira ulo and a genius?” That, I wasn’t able to answer also.

I used to hate these teachers, but later on I realized that they mean well. You need to read your books and understand the text of the law. For example, my Obli-Con Professors hates it when you give complex examples, what he needs is a simple one just to make sure that you were able to understand the law and applied it in a practical sense. They just want you to think and not to rely only on what was written in the textbooks. That should be learning right? To be able to think by yourself, the books are just there to guide you.

But I have good teachers! My criminal law professors is the chief inquest prosecutor of the City of Manila, My obli-con teachers is a bar topnotcher and my Constitutional law professor is the former dean of the UP College of Law, lawyer of the deposed President and has been invited several times by the Supreme Court as Amicus Curiae.

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Spending two weeks to study for my final exams means that I have to suspend my regular gym class. Of course, I can’t study without eating. So what is the effect? I gained weight! Now, I am doing double time in my diet and my gym class. I have the third week of April as my deadline. I need to look good by that time when we hit the beach at Puerto Galera, James and I are going there!

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I have been reading about the details of the funeral of the Pope and the way a new pope will be elected. I am not a fan of the Pope, what I am interested is the protocol attached to it and the politicking involved. Electing a Pope involves a different king of politics, no wonder, the proceedings are kept secret to the world.

But I would love to watch the ceremony. I am the person who loves the pageantry of a royal funeral, royal marriage, crowning of the new king, inauguration of a new President. If there is one job that I would love to have, that would be to become a protocol officer.

I think I should apply for foreign service!