Forever “Third World” na lang ba tayo talaga?!

At hindi lang ekonomiya ng Pilipinas ang tinutukoy ko. Mas pa yung mga pananaw at ugali natin bilang “Pinoy.”

Ilang dekada na kasi tayong nasanay sa ganitong mga pag-uugali, sa ganitong mga gawi. Hayan tuloy, parang “normal” na sila sa atin. In fact, we sometimes even celebrate them, rationalizing (read: make excuses for) them to bring out the so-called “positive aspects” of the trait.

Haaays. Tama ba yun? Alam nating mali ipipilit pa rin… for the sake of “identity?”¬†It’s as if nababawasan ang pagka-Pilipino natin kung hindi natin ugaling maging ganito:

  • Mahilig sumingit sa pila o mag-lagay sa fixer para mapadali ang buhay. “Diskarte” daw kasi ito
  • Mahilig mag counter-flow sa kalsada kapag na-trapik.
  • Wagas kung bumusina. Akala mo bibilis yun paglipat ng ilaw mula red to green.
  • Tapon dito, tapon doon (na hindi naman ginagawa kapag nasa ibang bansa )
  • Pinupuna ang lahat, pwera ang sarili
  • Pag imported, laging mas mainam kaysa gawang lokal
  • Ihi ng ihi kung saan-saan
  • Galit sa kapwa — naba-badtrip kapag may nagka-counterflow, pero gawain din naman nya.
  • Laging iniisip kung anong magiging balik (ganansya, ika nga) bago gawin ang isang bagay

At kahit hindi pa masasaabing “ilang dekada na nating nakasanayan”… malamang dun din mauuwi itong ugali ng maraming Pinoy na matapang bumanat online pero tameme naman pag harapan na ang komprontasyon.

Haaaays!

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Forever “Third World” na lang ba tayo talaga?!

Salamat po, Mr. President, pero…

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I think this is the phrase that’s going around many peoples’ minds nowadays: “Salamat po, Mr. President, pero…

Bakit “Salamat?”

Kasi, sa totoo lang, andaming mga bagong kaganapan na siya lang ang nakagawa, o dahil sa kanya ay ngayon lang nangyari (at least not in recent memory):

  • Mga Mayor na napipilitang harapin ang mga¬†akusasyon laban sa kanila. Dati kasi, dedma lang sila palagi.
  • Mga opisyales ng Pulis at Militar na pinagagalitan on live TV. Maramihan pa!
  • Nalinis ang Baclaran at Divisoria. Pwede nang daanan ang kalsada.
  • Natameme ang liderato ng Simbahan sa debate tungkol sa RH Law
  • Nabawasan ang mga nag-iinoom sa kalsada
  • Mas kumonti din naman ang mga nagbi-bidyoke ng malakas ng dis-oras ng gabi.

Bakit “Po?”

Shempre, respeto lang. Kung hindi sa tao, then sa position na hawak niya.

Bakit “Mr. President?”

Kasi, kahit hindi siya ang ibinoto ng lahat, nakuha pa rin niya ang pinaka-maraming boto. Therefore, siya ang panalo. Entonces, Presidente natin siya. Anerstang?!

Bakit “Pero…?”

Kasi, parang sobra naman ang kapalit nung mga positibong pagbabago na nilista ko sa itaas. Lugi tayo, kumbaga. Misdeal, ika nga.

As of this post, lampas 800 na ang napapatay sa “Drug War.” At malaki ang posibilidad na hindi lahat sa mga napatay ay guilty. Yung iba ay napagkamalan lang. Yung iba, collateral damage — in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Ewan ko lang sa iba ha, pero sa akin… medyo mahirap tanggapin ang ganito.¬†ūüėź

Salamat po, Mr. President, pero…

The Change I Want

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First things first. I did not vote for Rody Duterte. Ilalatag ko na yun agad habang maaga pa.

I voted for Mar Roxas for President. I had my reasons, of course; the same way that those who voted for Digong had their reasons as well.

The point, however, is simply this: our reasons for voting (or not voting) are all valid and should be respected – no matter what. It is our right to express our political opinions and preferences and the most concrete expression of that right would be our actual votes during election day. Which means that if we really believe in the importance of this tool of democracy called elections, we should learn to respect and — though it’s sometimes very hard to do — accept the outcome.

After all, we can’t always have what we want all the time, right?

So I will say this: even if the guy sometimes scares me… and his family scares me… and his friends scare me… and his advisers scare me…¬†and his plans¬†scare the bejeezus out of me… I accept his victory.

And I wish him well. I wish him success in his six years in office as President of the Philippines. For the people have spoken; and as they say, the voice of the People is the voice of God.

But… of course there is a “but;” there’s always a “but”… I hope to God his promise to bring “change” to our¬†country¬†does not destroy it at the same time.

Change is good. Change is inevitable.

But change can be achieved through many different ways, so we don’t always have to choose the most traumatic ways to effect change; more so if our leaders seem hell-bent on doing exactly that.

The Change I Want

Elections already over? Wahappen??!

Amazing. I was so caught up in my work these past few months that I completely overlooked¬†blogging about the 2016 Elections. I know my blogging has been quite¬†irregular lately (to say the least), but to not blog anything at all about the elections?! That’s not right!

But better late than never, right? Also, late blogging affords me the opportunity to be… let’s just say, less passionate about the topic.

So the campaign period has come and gone… the voting has finally finished… and the counting almost over. Many¬†local candidates have already been proclaimed and people are now waiting for the proclamation of the¬†new set of national leaders. Of course, the outcomes are already clear (except probably for the VP race) and one¬†already has an inkling – depending on which side of the line you were on during the campaign – of how good, or bad, the next six years will be for you.

In my case, I’m both worried and relieved.

Worried because the incoming President did make many worrying pronouncements during the campaign. Worried because He seems intent on pushing through with his ideas. Worried because the current make-up of his Cabinet seems to be a recipe for ceaseless infighting.

I am quite relieved, though, that the poisoned atmosphere that was the campaign has finally dissipated — with some hardcore exceptions, of course. There always are. I am also relieved that the elections were generally peaceful and fair (again with some exceptions). And I am very much relieved that “democracy,” such as we know it in the Philippines, is still very much alive, albeit more smudged, scratched and dingy than before.

It’s not wishful thinking to clamor for change. I only hope that it is the kind of change that we can all live with (and not die from).

Change ahead

Elections already over? Wahappen??!

45 and still alive!

Medyo melo-dramatic, I know, pero marami-rami rin kasing tao ang pumapanaw before reaching this particular age. And knowing myself (na hindi naman poster boy for health and fitness, never mind clean living), I am genuinely surprised that I have made it this far with only a few scars to show.

Pero I am genuinely thankful to God na hindi pa niya ako kinukuha. Salamat dahil maliliit pa ang mga anak ko. I pray na sana maranasan ko pa na makalaro ang aking mga magiging apo.

And being a firm believer in the principle of “quid pro quo,” I resolve, from hereon, to live a more discerning, fulfilling and healthier life. Specifically:

  • bawasan (lalo) ang pag-inom ng alak
  • ituloy lang ang pagiging reformed smoker
  • bawasan ang love affair sa “extra rice”
  • itakwil na ng tuluyan ang softdrinks
  • bawasan ang kape
  • tanggapin na finally na masama talaga sa katawan ang taba ng baboy
  • bawasan ang pagka-hilig sa matatamis
  • dagdagan ang pagkain ng gulay
  • dagdagan ang exercise – buhayin ang pagbibisikleta at dalasan ang paglalakad
  • spend more quality time with my family
  • bawasan ang pagiging sensitive
  • look more at the positive things in life
  • tantanan na ang laging pagpupuyat
  • Pray more

Boom! Happy Birthday to me! ūüôā

45 and still alive!

Not everything is “Made in China”

Siguro hindi ako nag-iisa sa feeling na sobrang dine-dehado na ng bansang Tsina ang Pilipinas.

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Una: parang ginagawa tayong pabrika ng mga iligal na droga ng mga Tsino. Andaming “safe houses” ang kanilang nire-rentahan at kino-convert para maging laboratoryo ng Shabu. At ang malala pa dito, kapag nahuli sila, biglang “nakaka-takas” naman.

Pangalawa: sinasakop nila ang mga isla natin sa Spratlys at Scarborough. Pilit nilang inaangkin ang mga ito at itinataboy ang mga maliliit nating mangingisda. Hina-harass. Binu-bugahan ng water hose.

Pangatlo: patuloy nilang nili-limas ang mga yamang-dagat/lupa sa teritoryo natin. Mga Pawikan. Taklobo. Seahorse. Corals. Mameng. Black Sand.

Pang-apat: bina-baha nila tayo ng mga mumurahin pero delikadong produkto — gatas na may Melamine, laruang may toxic content, mga piyesang mahina kaya’t suma-sanhi ng aksidente — at dinu-durog¬†ang mga maliliit nating negosyante

Panlima: ginagawa tayong tapunan ng mga smuggled agricultural products — sibuyas, manok, bawang, carrots, atbp. — kaya nalulugi ang mga magsasaka natin.

Pang-anim: nakikipag-kuntsabahan sila sa mga korap at abusado nating pulitiko (pati ang dating Presidente) upang ma-protektahan lang ang interes ng kanilang mga negosyo dito sa atin.

Etc. Etc. Etc. Ad Nauseam.

At ang nakaka-inis pa lalo, sila pa ang may ganang magalit sa atin! Kesyo pinag-kakaisahan daw sila. Sinasadya daw sila. Nagpa-pasaway lang daw ang Pilipinas!

Anaknghinayupaknabullynasingkitnamanoo!!!

Pwes, mula ngayon, I swear… sa abot ng aking makakaya… ibo-BOYCOTT ko ang lahat ng produktong “Made in China!”

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Mahirap itong gawin, OO alam ko. Sabi nga nila, “God made the World, but everything else is Made in China.”

Pero, I believe na if I really try, and as long as it is clear to me why I need to boycott China’s products, kaya naman siguro. After all, every little bit counts.

Kaya sinimulan ko na, in my own small way.

Para sa backyard gardening work ko, bumili ako ng asarol (garden hoe), garden trowel at pandilig ng halaman. Usually, sandamakmak na ganitong tools ang “Made in China.” Pero nag-pursigi akong humanap ng mga alternatives.

At tagumpay naman! Heto ang mga nabili ko:

Asarol na “Made in the UK” ang ulo (at Pinoy ang kahoy na katawan), Garden Trowel na “Made in Brazil“, at Pandilig ng Halaman na “Proudly Made in the Philippines!” Woohooo!

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¬†Mabuhay ang Pilipinas! ūüôā

Not everything is “Made in China”

“Holy Week” ba ‘kamo?

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Medyo mahirap para sa akin to describe what “Holy Week” means to me now as opposed to what it mean’t to me when I was still young. Andami na kasing mga factors na naghalo-halo para maapektuhan ang appreciation ko dito. Pero if I trace back my life and note-down the relevant events that could have affected how I viewed “Holy Week,” parang ganito ang lumalabas:

Nung bata pa ako (Elementary School age and below):

  • Kabilang sa isang pamilya na “Sarado Katoliko”
  • Nag-aral sa Catholic Schools (una sa Legaspi, then sa Naga, then sa Paranaque)
  • Seryoso lagi ang ‘Holy Week’ — walang palabas sa TV, bawal ang maglaro, bawal ang karne, pinagagalitan kapag maharot o masaya

Nung binata na ako (High School):

  • Napasali sa ilang gawaing pam-Parokya dahil lang sa ‘peer pressure’
  • Napipilitang mag-Nobena’t mag-Rosaryo tuwing Biyernes kasama ang mga istriktong Tiya
  • May ilang mga ka-klase sa Catholic School na medyo pasaway
  • Nagsisimba na lang para makita ang barkada tuwing Linggo

Nung nagpupumilit nang maging mas-independent (College hanggang early working days):

  • Pumasa at pumasok sa UP sa kabila ng babala ng mga Tiya kong takot sa “Komunista”
  • Feeling “baboy na nakawala sa kural” bigla
  • Napalapit sa mga isyung pulitikal at nabarkada sa mga aktibista
  • Nabawasan ang pag-simba hanggang sa tuluyang huminto

Nung may sariling pamilya na (nang ikinasal at nagkaroon ng unang anak):

  • Busy na sa paghahanap-buhay
  • Andami nang tanong tungkol sa Relihiyon at sa mga namumuno dito

Ngayong dalawa na ang anak (at baka madagdagan pa):

  • Mas busy na lalo sa paghahanap-buhay
  • Tunay na naniniwala sa kahalagahan ng Reproductive Health Law
  • Mas lalung dumami ang tanong tungkol sa Relihiyon at sa mga itinuturo nito

So, ano para sa akin ang “Holy Week?”

Ang hirap namang sagutin yung tanong na ‘yun ūüėź

“Holy Week” ba ‘kamo?