THE FILIPINO JEWISH QUALITY

    A subjective opinion is often the result of enthusiasm dwelling on a limited perspective or personal interests. In the 2004 elections, Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo fell to the disfavor of many Filipinos after she was suspected of having manipulated ballots which could have allowed Fernando Poe, Jr. to become the new president of the Philippines. For six more years, she retained her office as head-of-state; under the criticisms of the masses who constantly sought every opportunity and reason for the defamation of her office. Near the conclusion of 2009, a presumed ‘savior’ or ‘champion’ in the person of Benigno S. Aquino III was applauded by the people; one whose noble accomplishments were considered in comparison to the flaws and wrongs of the Macapagal-Arroyo administration. The overwhelming impression of his image even got him on the cover of a LIFE magazine with the caption “Can Noynoy Save The Philippines?” Years into his presidency, a negative clamor arose because of the people’s dissatisfaction with regards to his performance; and many of the unfavorable incidents which occurred in the country were blamed on his assumed ‘inefficiency’. The term “Noynoying” eventually became an addition to the Filipino vocabulary, insinuating the act of impassively resting a head on one’s hand and doing nothing.

    The corporate lords and influential businessmen in the Makati area, as well as motorists that enjoy the conveniences of a ‘budget-exceeding’ parking structure will, most likely, give their support to the candidacy of Jejomar Binay. The Davaoeños who pride themselves with the dramatic fall of crime rate and increased order in their city will sing the praises of Rodrigo Duterte and hold him up to the heavens much higher than the Holy Father in the Vatican. Followers of ‘Noynoy’ Aquino who have benefited from his achievements will evince plaudits and fervor for his disciple, Mar Roxas. And perhaps, those who appreciate romanticism suggestive of Luke Skywalker (1) and Sally Jupiter (2) will give their heartfelt support to Grace Poe.

    People live with the reality of “trial and error”. But unlike scientists and inventors, they do not bear an impartial demeanor: every faction has their own specific interests, needs, and wants which inspire their subjective opinions. The election of a president is intended for the welfare the entire nation, not merely a segment of it. This is not evident with regards to the individuals who pan for candidates that have only served their purposes, but not those of others. Hence, there exist those who are disheartened, or infuriated, when their ‘champion’ is not put on the throne.

    There is another reality, however, which can be attributed to Filipinos which many of them have not taken note, or become aware, of. It is their ever-fluctuating and inconsistent fervor. They are like the Jews who welcomed Jesus with palms waving in the air, then condemning Him to death later on. With Philippine politics, no matter how impressive the reputation and accomplishments of a person; when, or if, that poor soul attains the status of president; he (or she) stands on a pedestal open to mockery and scorn.

    If Fate is kind, the individual might just retain the sympathy and forgiveness of his (or her) followers.

1-Star Wars Episode 6: Return of the Jedi

2-Watchmen

    

NOT ALL WHO HAS AUTHORITY IS WORTHY OF IT

        In 2014, after I had exhausted my patience and strength at lulling my son to sleep, I became aware of a ruckus from the gate of the apartment building I resided in. A man was boisterously calling out to the residents to let him in the premises; slamming on and shaking the gate with emphatic determination. My neighbors who lived at the ground floor ignored the individual, but he persistently hollered his demand. The commotion caused my son to stir and moan. So I went out to the balcony and shouted an admonishment at the person who, as it turned out, was the designated collector of the monthly dues.

     To clarify the subject: this ‘fee’ was conjured by the so-called “homeowners association” for the development, maintenance, and security of the subdivision. In the area, there were those who owned houses, stores, and apartment buildings; and those who rented space in the apartments. Earlier, tenants protested that they were not homeowners and hence, they were not obliged to pay anything more than their rent. The homeowners association retaliated to this by designating a reputed tough-guy to collect the tribute; one indirectly given the authority to bully anyone into obedience and discourage any possible questions or arguments from being raised. And so I found myself staring down at the ruffian who had his finger pointed at me; reprimanding me for yelling at him and demanding I open the gate immediately.

    It was not difficult to see the fellow hated me. His scorn was inspired during one of his earlier visits when I asked him what the self-proclaimed “association” was doing about the inconsiderate behavior of certain residents who reveled with karaoke machines from dusk till dawn; and pointed out that no additional lighting or repairs were administered to the streets. When he could not placate my inquiries with his shallow roughneck remarks, he turned away and advised that it would be best for me to keep my opinions to myself. On the day of our temper-induced exchange; his companion reminded me to take caution and choose wisely the people I decided to confront: “Mag-ingat ka. Piliin mo kung sino inaaway mo”. Clearly, that was a threat. He was insinuating that I would get in trouble if I ‘pissed off’ his superior: the pot-bellied and immodest loudmouth who, in fact, was one among the discordant residents.

     Consider other aspects of the abuse of authority and how it is utilized for intimidation: an aggressive individual who will point a gun at a fellow motorist who he disagrees with; a traffic officer who makes use of a badge to extort money from drivers of public utility vehicles; a politician who silences the media and/or other factions of society by siccing hired killers or lawmen against them; or even a parent who will not tolerate any arguments from a child, no matter how rational, because the latter lives under his roof.

    As pessimistic as it may seem, this is a truth, a reality in the Philippines. In this country, might is right; not the other way around. If you don’t have any ‘connections’, influences, or authority; you are oftentimes in the wrong or irrelevant. Everyone has imperfections and faults. But why vote for people who refuse to be criticized or challenged for their flaws and shortcomings by the use of force, intimidation; or abuse of authority; those from the rank of president to the common “barangay tanod”?

    This is not to suggest that the ‘little people’ should be given the opportunity to disrespect and insult their leaders. A lot of the said individuals are also uneducated and uncultured with their behavior and manners. But every person deserves the right to be heard and taken seriously, especially when he or she has a point.

    Every once in a while, when I cannot comprehend the trials and burdens I go through, I tend to challenge God to explain to me about the nuances of my life. Of course, I do not get any answers. But I do not have to worry about ending up in the river or buried in some uncultivated land area either.

BONG-BONG MARCOS AND GRACE POE: AN IRRELEVANT ISSUE FOR THE FILIPINO NATION

    The media wants to inspire the focus of the Filipino audience by presenting issue which are rather irrelevant to the nation's welfare or development. And the people tend to focus on subjects which seem intriguing but not practical; because other than what is realistic and important; the masses are also inclined to focus on what tickles their fancy.

    Years ago, Princess Diana experienced an accident which took her life as well as that of her lover's. Of course the Filipino people were glued to their television sets and focused on the articles in the tabloids and newspapers which narrated information of the mentioned topic. During the present, this pointless fervor is repeating itself in the form of another current topic of intrigue: the possibility that Bong-Bong Marcos and Grace Poe are siblings from a common father.

    What is the point to all this?

    If Ferdinand Marcos was a father to both individuals, or not; it does not change anything in Philippine politics. The two individuals apparently do not like to ally themselves with one another for the upcoming elections; and they still hold different ideals and goals. Moreover, whether or not they are brother and sister; this does not solve the current social problems and burdens.

    What do the people think? That a person can evade extortion concerning the "laglag bala" scam if he or she told the surveillance officer that Bong-Bong and Grace were siblings; maybe develop a cordiality with the official which will cause the latter to disregard the bullet discovered in the tourist's suitcase? Or that one motorist will be given way by another in a traffic jam if they open their windows and say "Did you know that Ferdinand Marcos had a bastard daughter?"

    Nothing is gained, and nothing is altered for the good or the bad, by learning of something that is not significant for the Filipino people and their country. Perhaps the media should report more relevant issues and, eventually, inspire the people to set their attention on matters that make a difference.

WHY VOTING IS POINTLESS IN THE PHILIPPINES

“SO TRUE; FUNNY HOW IT SEEMS…”- Tony Hudley, Spandau Ballet

Why do people have to vote; or participate in elections?

The answer is very simple: to appoint leaders expected to function for the good of the nation. Without these individuals in designated offices, chaos and disorder is inevitable. Or such is the accepted premise in democratic countries. But does voting really have any relevance in the Philippines?

People sacrifice their time and energy at overcrowded venues; the names of their favored candidates floating in their minds or listed in a sheet of memo pad. They cast their votes, and offer prayers for their prospective candidate. Some vote because they have subjective opinions of personalities and believe that doing so will sate their ‘nationalist’ ideals. Others do so because they were influenced by gratuities such as petty amounts of cash or goods; or were enamored by colorfully romantic, but empty, speeches. However, they eventually learn that the person they voted for did not win; or that they were mistaken about the same.

In 1965, reputed war hero, Ferdinand Marcos became president of the Philippines. But because of his tyrannical demeanor; he was overthrown by a woman who would succeed him as the first female president of the country. Corazon Aquino merited the enthusiasm of the Filipinos for being the widow of an anticipated savior; their fervor the instrument for her successful overthrow of the despot. She was cherished until accused of being a puppet of the United States; and suffered the criticism of the very same people who sang her praises. Fidel Ramos, Joseph Estrada, Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo and Benigno Aquino III, likewise began terms revered as prophets at the outset; and condemned for their faults and shortcoming later on.

It is a pathetic reality for Filipinos to be adept at finding something to use against politicians who have fallen, or are, out of their favor. Woeful are those who fall short of their expectations; more so are those whose fraudulent conspiracies are exposed to the public eye. If Pope Francis ever became a valid candidate for the elections, his beloved image would most likely be lost after the Filipinos make him head-of-state.

It is probable that ardent voters judge this commentary as anti-social or non-conformist. That is because they refuse to admit the truth regarding their character. Elections are merely a formality of assigning persons to office by what is assumed as a democratic, ‘orderly procedure’. That is unarguably its sole purpose. However, the conventional attitude of Filipinos hinders it from having any other logical, or rational, meaning.

ROCKS AND HARD PLACES

ROCKS AND HARD PLACES

    The black man stopped to stare at the poster on a wall when he was treading the sidewalk. It was a promotion ad put there by the US Navy to encourage citizens to join their group.  The words which dwelt on patriotism, privileges and benefits lined the sheet of paper; strong enough to excite his ambitions. He reflected on his life and weighed the odds, then decided that in comparison to his monotonous and often trying predicament; the Navy might just offer him something better. He was tired of living a monotonous and pointless life under his father’s roof; under the pretense of being cared for and protected from the harsh realities of the world, but was actually being restrained by a fascist-minded individual, as was his estimation of the circumstance he was in.

    Contrary to the advice and protestations of his parent, he went to the town hall where naval recruiters coaxed at curious male onlookers and passersby-playing at their ardor with speeches about nobility, honor, and promising remunerations. After convincing himself that this was a better alternative, he fell in line and got himself enlisted.

    After surpassing the training period and being assigned to sea; he found himself billeted in the kitchen of a warship with others from his race; including some minorities of Hispanic and Asian descent. Every now and then, officers would verbally abuse him and give arduous and demeaning orders to carry out; such as wiping the floors of frequently used passageways or cleaning the latrine. Not to mention the occasional insults and derogatory statements thrown at him by Caucasian seamen.

    On one voyage, the captain of the ship unintentionally made a critical error by ordering the vessel to sail in turbulent waters which was caused by a storm. The black man was astounded when the destroyer tilted sideways more than its allotted rolling angle. When it righted, the ship lurched forward; stern astoundingly higher than its bow which was momentarily submerged underwater. Before the ship leveled, another wave slammed against the middle deck and pushed the ship beneath the tempestuous waters. The panic-stricken seaman watched as his section of the ship flooded up.

    When the storm abated, there were serious damages discovered on the ship which had to be repaired immediately as a precaution for any other potential storm surges. The sailor and his beleaguered peers were dispatched to attend the repairs. He thought it quite unfair that just because he was part of the crew, he had to stand for the mistakes of inept officers despite their having treated him ignominiously. Upon considering his situation, he found himself in a three-way dilemma: (1) He could not return to his father because he knew the old man would consistently rant at him about his impertinent decision. (2) He was in the middle of a chaotic sea on a battered ship sailing through a storm, and he had to endure that predicament because there was nowhere else he could go. (3) He could jump off the ship; be rid of his commitment to the navy and, most likely, die without having to hear the repetitively condescending admonishment of his father.

    Cuba Gooding, Jr., in two theatrical films (“MEN OF HONOR” and “PEARL HARBOR”) portrayed the lives of two African Americans who were historically involved with the United States Navy: Carl Brashear and Dorian Miller, respectively. They both joined the navy for reasons concerning dignity, self-respect and ambition. Brashear retired a decorated officer and holds the record for the first black naval diver. After Dorian Miller was awarded a medal for his courageous actions during the attack on Pearl Harbor, nothing else of significance was heard of him.

     Coming upon crossroads is an inevitable part of life. Sometimes, we may think one path is more advantageous than the other and later find ourselves mistaken. And when we stand before consecutive “forks in the road”, there are no longer any favorable alternatives to choose from.

A PROSTITUTE NATION

A PROSTITUTE NATION

   While I recently browsed my Facebook timeline, I came across a lengthy post by an anonymous writer. It was a casual narrative of a woman who confessed that she was carrying on her existence by means of prostitution. She spoke of her physical attributes; the advantage this gave her in consistently gaining clients; and the consequences she suffered from her immoral actions.

    This individual used desperation as a means of gaining fortitude and indifference toward criticisms of others. She attributed their condemnation to their envy; because they did not have the same benefits which allowed her to improve her lifestyle. Whoring was her means to support herself and the bastards which ensued from her illicit affairs. In the long run, like an addictive drug, she could no longer avert from her shameless method of surviving; even if misgivings and regret bothered her soul.

    She explicitly mentioned one of her patrons who, unlike the rest, she could not forget or discard. This person was a contradiction, in her opinion. He got his way with her; degraded her honor; but adeptly charmed her with his apologies and compensations. That was why she found it impossible to part with him.

    Some of her children attempted to get rid of this client and regain the dignity of their mother. However, their mediocre stature and the obstinacy of their parent prevented any success. These were those who were loyal to her. The others went their separate ways, selfishly living their lives in other countries; occasionally displaying scorn and contempt toward each other.

    The account was casually entertaining for the kind of people who amuse themselves with pathetic romantics. It was so, for me; until I came to the part where she concluded her dissertation by introducing herself as ‘Pilipinas’.

    It was a metaphorical narration.

    The Philippines is known as the ‘Pearl of the Orient’. This insinuates its beauty and splendor which, analogical to the story, attracts colonizers to enter its shores and defile it according to their selfish ambitions. Other than the Spaniards, Americans, and Japanese who “took turns” on the country; there are other foreign components which currently spawn unpatriotic issues.

     Other than the literal Japanese, Chinese or Indian half-breeds by women dubbed as GRO’s (guest relation officers); business and social structures are infiltrated by foreign influences. This, however, is an unavoidable reality, to the dismay of patriotic individuals.

    Why?

     Because as much as they disagree with it, they have to accept the truth that their country is weak, feeble and helpless; unless their ‘motherland opens up’ to the affluent races around her and tolerate the consequential 'transfiguration' they bring with them. Due to desperation, the Filipino people, generally speaking, have to forcefully open their minds and hearts to foreign investments and influences; and exist as practical opportunists. They have to bite their tongue and live with this national identity in order to survive; and disregard the judgmental opinions of other countries which think themselves more noble and honorable.

    Similar individuals discarded the Spaniards but their descendants still cook the entrees; adopt the fashionable wardrobes and boast that theirs is the only Christian nation in Asia. The only difference concerning the Americans and Japanese is the fact that Juan dela Cruz refused Protestantism or Buddhism as its national religion. But the internet technology, basketball, tempura, and Christianity are perpetually ‘en vogue’, among other multi-cultural predominance; which efface the meaning of ‘Filipino’. Even if the American bases were dismembered from Philippine territory; Asian drug cartels have been accosted and deported, etc; this nation’s identity is still obviously tainted with foreign hegemony; ESPECIALLY by that of the Americans.

    There are noticeably hypocritical attitudes which the Filipinos practice with regard to the multi-racist colonizers from the west. On June 12, better known as Independence Day; patriotic factions emphatically raise their fists and wave anti-American slogans; sing the praises of their heroic icons who fought against the colonizers; and then, later on, are focused on their television sets, cheering for Stephen Curry or Lebron James.

    That woman presumable developed an extreme infatuation for a unique old man in a top hat and striped pants that a perpetual intercourse continues between them. And it seems immaterial to her whether he is her uncle or big brother. As long as he does not mind that she has affairs with others, and the benefits are perceptible; overlooking the losses is not too arduous a task.

     I write this dissertation, however, not to condemn or judge the Filipino people; as I am a citizen of the Philippines and have presented my statements in the English language. This, instead, shows the cleverness and practicality of this nation. It is one that does not allow itself to succumb to the impossible; always finds a way-be it decent or unconscionable-to move on; even at the expense of its dignity.

    If the Philippines is deemed parasitic, opportunistic, or devoid of a distinctive identity, the world only has to look in the darkest corners of their respective societies; and learn to commend the means by which prostitutes evince the essence of fortitude and determination. They disregard the age, appearances, or masochist demeanor of their customers in order to keep themselves, and their families, alive.

    Some countries are meant to dominate. Others are meant to be dominated. And there are a few clever enough to make others think they are dominant.

    It’s more fun WITH the Philippines!

Manny P and Mommy D at ‘52^nd Street’

    On the news, Dionisia Pacquiao was telecast airing her indignation at her son, for having concealed his shoulder injury from her. According to her statements, his purpose for doing so was to prevent any potential actions she would take to postpone the much-awaited Pacquiao-Mayweather fight. This may suggest that the acclaimed Filipino boxer may be ungrateful for his mother’s concern regarding his well-being; or that he is getting back at her for her own personal decisions which he also disapproves of.

    During the earlier years of his career as a professional boxer, Manny Pacuiao and his mother knew a bond which was perceptible to the public. There were circumstances shown when both gave each other the mutual affections of a parent and a child. But apparently, after she began a relationship with a man who was, undeniably, her junior; that bond seemed to have vanished.

    If a son does not consent to his mother’s choices in life, but finds it a futile attempt to contradict the prerogative of the elder; the next best thing he can do is get back at her in his own way.

    Manny Pacquiao did not contest the actions of his mother even if he was not in agreement with her. Perhaps, since he allowed her to have her way with her life; he may have just found the reason to demand that she grant him his freedom with his.

    “Mommy D” even showed her disfavor for her son’s generosity; freely giving his wealth to so many individuals. The challenge she raised was to ask him about the time when THEY were still living a hard and strenuous life; and if anyone showed them charity; stressing the fact that they never received even one peso out of kindness. From her viewpoint, she might see her son too blinded with his faith that he takes it too literally and to an extreme level.

    But again; Manny might just feel confident that he has the liberty to do what he wants; whether to face an opponent while suffering from an injured rotator cuff or carry  out biblical teachings with regards to munificence. It may be his manner of insinuating that the bond between him and his mother are already immaterial. If he was even aware of it, maybe he could sing her a few lines from Billy Joel’s 1978 classic hit, 'My Life':

“I don’t care what you say anymore,

This is my life

Go ahead with your own life;

Leave me alone”

*Billy Joel, My Life, 52nd Street, 1978

Heart of a Fighter, Mind of a Trouper

Heart of a Fighter, Mind of a Trouper

    The Manny Pacquiao-Floyd Mayweather fight literally silenced the Philippines as patrons and followers of the dubbed “Pambansang Kamao” devoted their attention to the telecast of the much-awaited confrontation. After the spectacle which was aired from the MGM Grand Arena at Las Vegas, Nevada; the Filipinos were silenced once more. The first time around,; it was because of their apprehensive enthusiasm for a Pacquiao-victory. The second time; it was because of a Mayweather-victory.

    After a unanimous decision crowned Floyd Mayweather the victor, most of Pacquiao’s countrymen, probably were criticizing the outcome of the contest. The Filipino fighter had displayed a more commendable and aggressive performance against his American counterpart; but fell short of a win because none of the three judges present gave him their favor. Unless members of Team Pacquiao question the result of the bout, and demand an appeal for a reversal; there is nothing else the Filipinos can do but hypothesize on why the acclaimed spectacle did not go as they expected.

    Months before the said fight; I had noted how Pacman’s latter engagements often ended by decisions which either went his way; or his opponent’s. Obviously, after he was knocked unconscious by Mexican rival, Juan Manuel Marquez, in their previous face-off; the Filipino athlete began to tone down his belligerent manner of facing his opponents. After the stunning loss to Marquez, consecutive opponents like Timothy Bradley and Chris Algieri were overcome in a more ‘modest’ and “UN-PACMAN” fashion. Formerly, it was characteristic of Manny Pacquiao to garner victories wherein referees stopped the fight out of mercy for his opponents; or he stood above their prostrated figures on the canvas. The sudden alteration of Pacquaio’s reputed image inspired me to meditate over the topic his sincerity and determination concerning the matter of glory; or wealth.

    Did his coach, his mother, his wife and many other related individuals admonish him for his recklessness after his defeat to Marquez enough to scare and cause him to tone ‘temper’ his methods of engaging his opponents? Could there have been more intricately underlying issues only he and his faction understood? Is he getting old and rusty, physically; but the decline does not coincide with his psychological opinion of himself? Or is he just playing to the crowd; granting their desire to witness him as a true-to-life version of Rocky Balboa; and benefiting from their enthusiasm?

    Social mediae show moral support for Manny Pacquiao even after his loss to Floyd Mayweather. There are raised disfavor concerning the result of the fight; as well as assurances for a consistent love and faith in the Filipino contender. But it is also fair to consider other informal opinions on the matter.

    A comment on a media network was raised proclaiming such: “LUTO ANG LABAN” (the fight was rigged). It was set in Las Vegas: hometown of Floyd Mayweather; TWO judges were from that same city; and the suspicion that the said fighter was an influential figure around the destined venue. Why, then, did the Filipino contender not contest the subject?

·        He had established some sort of agreement with his opponent concerning the issue of benefits. 40% of the generated income may have been sufficient enough to convince Manny to just ‘play along’.

·        He would still be glorified and endeared by his countrymen in spite of whatever outcome the fight presented. Nothing to lose; nothing to be ashamed of, upon his return to his homeland.

·        Fame and fortune remains consistent. Let the world scorn Floyd Mayweather, Jr and his father’s arrogance. Manny Pacuiao lives the life of a king; and that is what matters.

    As antipathetic as it may seem; there are citizens in certain corners of the Philippines who air their dissatisfaction for the performance of their own countryman. These are the people who do not agree to being deceived by antics. In their hearts, they believe in Manny Pacquiao and in the TRUE way by which he introduced himself to them; not the individual who carries out dramatics for the enhancement of his career and stature. They are of the opinion that he should have retired while he was ahead; and stepped down from his pedestal, a winner.

    Many Filipinos have posted comments on social networks, the media, and such; to uphold the image of their beloved athlete after he lost the fight. Did they ever wonder if he cares to read them all?

 Online source:  

www.gmanewstv.com

Ignorance Is The Best Policy

IGNORANCE IS THE BEST POLICY

       I once had a sincere conversation with an elder relation of mine; concerning a sensitive topic. I had noticed that my younger sibling had committed a lot more mistakes and did a lot of unconscionable actions, than I had done. And it came upon my awareness that he was often tolerated: being forgiven; or assisted in getting out of the trouble he made for himself. But when it came to me; I was often chastised and left to overcome the burdens and predicaments which ensued from my mishaps.

    When I asked my aunt why this apparent "unfairness" was being practiced by our family; she told me that it was because I was a 'better' person than my brother. That was how everyone saw me. And because of that, they expected me to always behave/act appropriately enough so as not to get myself in trouble.

    I began to feel disfavor for the reason given me. It had been that way ever since we were kids; and I was admonished for picking on my brother since I was "the elder one", and that I "should know better than picking on someone younger than I was".

    When I was reading the Mary Jane Veloso narrative of the circumstances related to her incarceration; the delivery of the given statements appeared suspiciously fabricated, including the emphasis placed on the fact that the woman was a 'high school drop out'. Perhaps to insinuate that the person 'did not know any better'; enough to be tricked by an illegal drug dealer.

    If one would take notice of her narration regarding her baggage's inability to support the huge volume of clothing she had; the prime inquiry would be thus: why does she have to bring so much? Did Christine Sergio make sure that Mary Jane had a predicament with her baggage so as to take advantage of the situation; and provide her with a bag lined with heroin and use her as a drug mule? Or was the illegal recruiter just gifted with the wit of spontaneously manipulating sudden circumstances?


" i have much of dress but my bagpack is not enough for all my dress and personal needs... "     
   -Mary Jane Veloso testament
    
    Would the fact that Mary Jane Veloso 'did not know any better' be a valid alibi to qualify her for clemency or pardon? That she was merely a vessel for a crime which she had no awareness of? So then, "ignorance IS an excuse" in some situations. 

    If the world carried on and consented to the perpetual toleration of this matter; then criminal offenses will be impossible to counter. All the 'wise guys' have to do is find the 'dummies' and use them; since they are often worth the forgiveness and toleration of the masses.


online source:
 www.rappler.com/nation/91026

Capital, with a capital 'C'

Capital, with a capital ‘C’

    When a person enters a movie theater, there are a set of rules he must follow in order to remain within the venue. A loud ringtone is forbidden; conversations should be carried out in whispers; illegal recording of the film is disallowed; and even intimate physical behavior is no longer tolerated (at least in more civilized and respectable cinemas). These are made aware to the public through different channels of the media; and are not as complicated to comprehend as the mandates in the constitution. Even a toddler can understand them.

    Follow the guidelines, and remain in the theater. Disregard them, and find yourself in trouble; especially if the attendant or security guard is obstinate about carrying out his duty.

    This is a metaphor which serves as an introduction to a point I wish to share; though heartless as I may seem to a majority.

    I was watching the news and, for a number of consecutive days, saw reports of a woman condemned to death by firing squad, in Indonesia: apprehended for possession of illegal drugs. Many of her fellow countrymen have put up vigils for her, and appealing to government officials to interact with those of the other nation; in order for clemency and absolution to be granted. It is usually the normal, and humane, thing to do in such cases. But the next question would lean on determining if it is the RIGHT thing to do.

    Mostly everything in the world is relative; since everybody has their own views. Let the Filipinos consider the Indonesians heartless and cruel for their actions. Then let the Indonesians criticize the Filipinos for their lack of respect for the laws of a foreign country. From another perspective; if there is an impartial party to this issue, which would ask both states if drug dealings is wrong: even the incarcerated woman’s countrymen would give an affirmative response. In almost every corner of the world; this action is considered a criminal offense and is outwardly condemned.

    There is a common statement that begins with the words: “If you know what’s good for you…” Why then, would one take a risk on something which could get himself in trouble? Moreover; why take a chance on committing a crime in a country that practices capital punishment?

    Government officials were said to have raised appeals for the woman’s benefit; as well as the interests of her relations. Again, it is the human and NATIONALISTIC/PATRIOTIC thing to do from the perspective of the Filipinos. Considering the side of the Indonesian government; they may just consider it undignified on their part, to have their rules bent in favor of another state’s concerns; for a crime committed in their territory. If such clement actions be carried out; it may just inspire the repetition of similar, or related, offenses. Would Indonesian authorities want to be taken for fools? Perhaps they would find it practical to make an example of a specific incident, to get their message across?  “Here’s to remind you on whose land you’re standing on.”

    A temporary reprieve issued to the woman leaves the matter open to all possible outcomes, ensuing from consecutive procedures which will be carried out. She may be absolved, repatriated, or executed but the fact still stands that she had committed, and was involved in,  a crime; even as a victim of illegal human drug trafficking. It was done in a country which demands the respect of its laws and legal measures. Indonesia owns the prerogative to inflict upon her-and/or her cohort- whatever action they would deem appropriate with regards to the given incident.

    On another note:  it is not ‘customary’ for Filipinos to behave as the munificent Charles Xavier, upon discovering a mutant intruder in his kitchen; if they should find a burglar in their residences.

    “In fact, you never have to steal;…because I’m going to beat you to death!” 

    If the Philippines still practiced the execution of capital punishment, and an Indonesian was arrested for an offense which merited him, or her, the death penalty; would the said individual be granted any pardon? The person, most likely, would be dead even before his/her countrymen took in a breath to air any appeal.

    

A Box of Contradictions

Sometimes, when we have things to express; and we say them with our hearts (and not just our mouths); there is the impossibility of being civil or, on a more reserved tone: MODERATE. A real person talks or says what he/she wants without obliging oneself to be curtailed by society’s own opinions.

So that is my introduction as I will share/say something about what I have noticed in this world. A truth based not only on my experiences but also on those of others. And I will present this directly and as casually as I can.

The world, or LIFE, as we know it, seems a fluctuating reality of contradictions.

What do I mean?

Simple. My explanation will be via the following examples I will share:

I have heard some individuals speak of principles which they suggest with a generality. There are some persons who will suggest the nobility of being silent and stoic when trials and problems burden our lives. And then there are those who proclaim that freely expressing one’s true feelings and opinions is also a noble thing to do.

Take a look at Facebook and other social network sites and find posts which insinuate that the Lord is perpetually loving and never tires of forgiving. But in the Bible, Christ tells an adulteress to “go forth and SIN NO MORE”. Is this trying to say that people are forgiven only once, and cannot/must not do any wrong anymore? What happened to the unceasing mercy others have spoken of?

The Filipino people sing the praises of some individual they believe to be better than another: as in the past presidents of their country; only to degrade and criticize them later on.

‘Let’s put an actor on the throne and show the Americans they’re not the only country with some buckaroo artist ruling them.’

‘Oh hell! That action-star president sucks. The dwarf looks good! Let’s put her up in his place; and make sure there are boxes for her to stand on behind the podium, okay.’

‘For crying out loud! That dwarf is a cheat and betrayed the trust of thee people with one damn phone call. That bow-legged nerd looks more respectful. HE is the savior of this country.’

‘Down with that bow-legged, balding twerp. He doesn’t have the guts to kick some insurgent asses even if he has the right to. Tell him to get his butt off the throne and....hmmm, let’s see...Maybe we can try that harlot for size, the one with the unreserved mouth....Or that new-wave hair styled secretary..’

A few years in the near future: ‘What on earth were we thinking of putting The Punisher up there? Seems we don’t like his Vito Corleone method of doing things! Hey, put up the list of replacements....’

There are sects which call themselves CHRISTIANS; but proclaim contradicting teachings. I won’t mention which exactly, but I encountered one Christian religious faction that claims it is wrong to pray to the Virgin Mary because she is only a MORTAL. And then my religion tells me to pray the rosary which, apparently, is related to the worship of the Mother of God. These are BOTH Christian assemblies and groups, by the way.

No wonder an ex-girlfriend detested me for crying out “Santa Maria!” as an expression of surprise or frustration.

And did you ever see a person in a sect smoking a cigarette when their fellowship condemns vices; inside an institution where the same individual forbids the very same practice?

How about that song which goes “I love you, I hate you, I love you, I hate you...”?

  

It is not a vague possibility that there have been instances when a person would curse or condemn one of his/her own kin; and then later, express some ‘buried/remaining’ affection for the same.

Oh, and here’s a good one:

My father used to say: “When you’re right, you’re right. Period. It doesn’t matter even if you’re talking to the president so long as you have a point; you can tell him to go to hell.”

During moments of conflicting views I had with the old man; I never won a discussion or an argument with him, because he was always right. SUPPOSEDLY.

“How can I try to explain,

When I do,

He turns away again...”

    All these, and many more situations/circumstances show the inconsistency of life. Did you ever wonder why?

Simple.

Because God made everybody unique. And there came the imposed axiom which goes: “No man is an island.” We live our lives everyday, inevitably compelled/obliged to interact with the different people around us.

And what is ‘right’, by the way? It’s what one person thinks of something; and ‘wrong’ is what they think of another thing they do not agree with. Since we have to interact with various persons in our lives; when we ask one person about one thing, then ask another the same,; most likely we will tend to disagree with, or be confused by, one/any/all of them. Unfortunately, for me; I give most of everything I encounter an open mind. If anyone else would emulate my manner of acting with regards to this subject; they too will start wondering like I do.

It is probable for me to receive some criticisms for having brought this topic up. “You should not use the name of the Lord in vain”. “Do not put the Lord to the test.”. “Respect thy father and mother.”

I wasn’t really. I was just wondering why the contradictions. Hey, I thought an open mind was something worthy of possessing. Why is it when I use mine; people want to kick me, instead of saying “Good question”?

So the changes of people’s opinions and views depend on circumstances in life, because of the imperfection of everything that exists in this world. What is fine, acceptable, right etc at one time (or with somebody), may not be so at (or with) another.

“Life IS like a box of chocolates”, as Forrest Gump says, “You never know what you’re gonna get.” 

DUNCES WITH FOOLS

DUNCES WITH FOOLS

    I remember the award-winning movie “Dances With Wolves”; Kevin Costner’s role as a cavalry lieutenant whose request to be posted at the frontier was granted; and his eventual encounter with a Sioux tribe temporarily settled in the same location. It taught me a truth, or a reality, in life which I learned way after I repeatedly watched the film. In relation to this would be the phrase I often heard since a child: “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.”

     It turns out, in this world; the majority always sets the tone or the standards of how things are to be. If one wants to be accepted; he should ‘play along’ and become like the many or else, be rejected. I have seen faults, shortcomings, inadequacy, mediocrity, and all such items which can be improved or corrected in communities and clusters of individuals. When having attempted to right these wrongs and flaws, because a majority of persons were practicing the latter; it became apparent that I was not accepted, nor were my efforts appreciated. The alternatives I had was to either disregard my principles/standards and degrade myself by emulating their actions; or stand firm and allow myself to be scorned. Fortunately, varying circumstances rewarded me the privilege to exist with both; since there were a few who shared the same sentiments, and others who chose to remain idiotic, but affable enough to concede when interacting with me.

    Irrationality and obstinacy, put into play by the multitude, will justify even what is errant. Because it is ‘in’; it will be what is accepted. Anything better than this; any effort to enhance what is presently mod; is condemned. Moreover, not only are the suggested methods and/or remedies despised; but the soul that offered it will be considered an outcast.

    As disagreeable as this axiom is, I considered it a practical strategy to work out a compromise. So I introduced my coffee and guns to the indigenous folks I had to exist with; and took a whiff of their spiritual pipe then danced around a campfire like a mad fool. 

WBF, WWF, WTF: "Is This The Real Thing? Is This Just Fantasy"

WBF, WWF, WTF: “Is This The Real Thing? Is This Just Fantasy?”

  

   In the days of the Roman Empire, people reveled in the deaths of prisoners and slaves; used as a form of entertainment and compelled to extend their existence by taking away those of others who stood in the similar predicament; and all for the sake of mollifying the blood-thirsty spirit of the masses. Perhaps they were so jaded and dissatisfied with the monotonous life which ensued from the legionnaire armies’ countless victories that their ruler and his constituents needed to provide a different manner of placating their craving. If the phrase “putting color in one’s life” was already part of the general dialect then; the tint of hemoglobin would have been the means of fulfilling such an act.

     In the 80’s, there was a program aired on television called ‘Ring Gladiators’. To the mind of someone ignorant of what professional wrestling really stood for; all the pugilistic behavior displayed by the protagonists appeared true to form. The adult die-hard fanatics of this spectacle, seated among the bleachers; cheering or booing the antics of the vaudeville participants, could presumably be suspected of being involved in the overall satire.

    Professional boxing would give the impression that it was more authentic compared to a number of actors feigning bellicose personalities inside the ring. But if the ardent followers of this sport would give a more keen sense of notice to what is recently occurring; they might just realize that this, too, is just another form of revelry ensuing from litigation done outside of their awareness.

    When boxers make the climb to fortune and fame, their performances are obviously laudable; hence making them worthy of the acclaim given them. They are more aggressive and act with determination when situated before their opponents; emulating the desperate souls standing at the center of the Roman Coliseum. In the early days of their rise to glory; their indisputable victories came by bringing their adversaries down to the canvas with knockdowns and knock-outs; or obliging the referee to stop the fight by maiming the other competitor. But when they are at the pinnacle of their career, the hostility in their competitive strategies begin to fade; and bouts usually end by the will of judges who may inspire skepticism for being involved in a grand scheme involving the event’s results and consecutive outcome.

    Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao has stood as a national icon, admired and endeared by the Filipino people after having impressively pummeled numerous individuals he faced in the ring; rendering them unconscious or helplessly batter by the strength of his blows and his clever strategic movements. However, his previous fights have all ended by decisions. Would this be a sign of his aging; the falter of his capabilities; or an impassive attitude toward his career since he has attained what once was his ambition: possession of wealth and prestige that this sport brought him?

    When the Pacquiao-Mayweather fight comes to realization;(IF it does come to realization, knowing all the contemptuous alibis that may hinder it), the Philippines’ “Pambansang Kamao” can remove himself from the ranks of fighters described above by emphatically defeating Floyd Mayweather in a manner that will cause shame and degradation to the latter’s image.

    Provided these two competitors have not yet worked out a clandestine agreement for their mutual benefit; it being a fact that they BOTH have already reached their prime.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8: "...And A Time to Every (Movie) Under Heaven

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8: “...And A Time to Every (Movie) Under Heaven”

    There was a time from the mid-60’s to the mid-90’s when movies inspired a lot of people to frequent theaters, because their curiosity were aroused by something they had not yet been aware of in the past. Special effects, which originated from the creativity of men, put them way ahead of what was customary; allowed them advantage over the ignorance of the masses; and eventually merited them the acclaim of the latter.

    A prophet leading a massive number of people across an extensive body of water; an extra-terrestrial capable of flight and possessing extraordinary strength; a space craft, named after a renowned naval vessel, which travels faster than light; the dramatic sinking of a celebrated ocean liner; and many such fabrications of clever cinematic directors are not really attributive to their skills. They became award-winners and submerged themselves in fame and fortune not because they knew how to fool the patrons of their craft; but rather, they coincidentally existed in a time when the uncommon and the diverse were revered.

    From the late 1970’s until 1983, George Lucas’ first three “Star Wars” films had moviegoers creating picket lines when the motion pictures were released. Crowds, enthusiastically, entered cinemas and either stood throughout the length of the movie or sat on the floor at the foot of the screen that, they had to adjust their eyes and bend their necks to fulfill their craving for a different kind of entertainment.

    When the next trio of the saga was created in the first decade of the 21^st century; lesser fanatics of sci-fi films rushed to view 20^th Century Fox’s production.

    Why?

    Because throughout the decades; there existed other forms of this genre; even better and more improvised in comparison. It is human nature to feel ennui over what has become conventional through its repetitive occurrence. The beginning of the new millennium inspired numerous comic book superheroes and cartoon animations to be presented with real-life performers; perhaps, for the reason that this type of entertainment was that which directors saw as divergent from what was usual.

     Come the period when Batman, Spiderman, The Transformers, and those of their kind are no longer what catches the public’s eye; the individuals who introduced these to the world shall either give way to others of their trade with more innovative gifts in comparison to theirs; or attempt to measure up to their level; because the world does turn and allows a time for everything.

    

PHILIPPINE DEMOCRACY: When Everybody Talks and Nobody Thinks

PHILIPPINE DEMOCRACY:When Everybody Talks and Nobody Thinks

    I used to think ‘EMPIRICISM’ was a method of governance; as a democracy, monarchy, or socialism; and that a country under this idealism was ruled by an emperor. When I became aware of its lexical definition; I related it to the term “trial and error”. To the present day, since I had become aware of it in the mid-1980’s; I notice how the Filipino people continuously practice this method of satiating themselves of their never-ending, and futile, search for the perfect leader of their nation.

    Ferdinand Marcos was in his tenure as head-of-state when I was born in 1971. The public was not at all pleased with how successfully he remained in power for two decades, in spite of his stern and somewhat fascist manner of holding sway over the country. In 1986, Corazon Aquino unseated him via the support and romantic enthusiasm of the masses which was eventually termed “People Power”; only to be called a “puppet” of the United States with regards to the topic of bases ensconced in strategic regions of the country. Her term ended and was replaced by a celebrity-turned-politician who the people (again) put in power; most likely to emulate the accomplishment of Ronald Reagan. Joseph “Erap” Estrada failed to live up to the nation’s expectations; and was overthrown by a the Philippines’ version of Napoleon Bonaparte; (when the subject of height came to question): Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo, who earned the people’s spite for an uncovered clandestine telephone conversation she was involved in, and extinguishing a rival candidate’s chances of relinquishing her authority by means of duplicity. A candidate the people (yet again) considered worthy because he held a pseudonym as a ‘king’ who lashed at his foes with rolling fists to their abdomens. The death of Fernando Poe enlivened sympathy for those who stood against GMA’s accused oppression. Before the 2010 presidential elections, a descendant of the Aquino clan had his picture on the cover of Life Magazine with the caption “Can Noynoy save the Philippines?”

    Benigno Aquino III impressively stood above other candidates with the number of votes the people (once more) gave him; believing with much ardor that he would emulate the achievements of his mother 24 years earlier. He apparently managed to hold office despite intermittent public gripes and complaints. Upon the occurrence of a massacre; and his inaction concerning the issue; the very same individuals who placed him on his throne raised their fists with thumbs turned down, as in the trial of a tyrant standing before a guillotine.

    With this device called “People Power”, the citizens of the Philippines unknowingly practice the philosophy of empiricism: even the uneducated and unlearned. When the gum they use to stem a leaking pipe loses its viscosity; they replace it with another one that they believe will do the job which the prior could not.

    ‘This brand looks better than the other one. Let’s try it.’

    In time’s passing: ‘No. It looks just as bad. Let’s try another one from the old brand.’ and so the perpetual cycle continuous.

    The reality of man’s imperfection will never assist in mollifying the quest for an ultimate solution or remedy in politics; especially in the Philippines. Even if changes and alterations occur incessantly, the Filipino masses are versed in the act of finding something they can whine about: the gum, the pipes, the water system; everything will unavoidably fall under criticism. And since these individuals behave with a simplified emulation of the French Revolution, empiricists all and never satiated; they will bring the burden of perpetual irresolution upon themselves; and they have only themselves to blame for the consequences of their unquenchable stupidity.

    Woe to the minority who are unwilling infected with the same bloodline and nationality; but with a divergent mindset that is stifled by democracy.

   

    

Justice, Vengeance, and Avarice: The Balance of Life

Justice, Vengeance, and Avarice: The Balance of Life 

      

    In the real world, since antediluvian eras and moments in time which can hardly be organized chronologically; balance has always existed. However, this truth may be contested when the ‘yin and yang’ take so long to shift sides; as when generations of various peoples fell under the rule of the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Romans and other ancient, ‘superior’ cultures in history; possibly never realizing that their long line of descendants would witness the period when an old man-(with a colotrful wardrobe and an extended index finger)-stomps his foot and says “MY TURN”.

    At present, the self-proclaimed “universal uncle” may seem to take forever to relinquish his reign, or lose it, to another potential omnipotence. Those who are non-conformists to rock n’ roll, basketball, and junk food would begin to wonder if their succeeding kin will ever know a different influence. Yet, because nothing lasts forever; that reality will inevitably come…if the world does not come to a cataclysmic end, first.

    From a historical perspective, balance is attained by what is proverbially known as “the world’s turning”, or simply, alterations in the passing of time. But, it is also achieved by man’s fabricated concepts; which, in the words of Philippine National Police Deputy Director Leonardo Espina are branded as “fairness and justice”. These are what the latter requested during his speech at the House of Representatives with regards to the January 25-Mamasapano massacre of his men at the hands of MILF and BIFF rebels. His delivered oration, in its foremost sentences, present narratives of inhumane actions carried out on a number of his wounded soldiers; and his entreaty for an explanation concerning the incident. But it concludes thus: “Dapat fair play lang ho lahat. (Everything should be‘fair play’). That’s what I want, that’s what I request: Fairness and justice for my men.”

    It would be unavoidable for some who had the privilege to be spectators of his delivery, and witnesses to his emotional demeanor, to assume that he wanted ‘revenge’; a contradiction to his earlier announcement that he and his faction were “all for peace.” Perhaps the director’s closing words would be less misconstrued if he said he wanted, and was requesting for, ‘balance’?

    “Justice, fairness, fair play…”, these are abstractions men have construed, with the intent to make battles, self-centered aspirations, and even vengeance, seem virtuous realities in life; all concerned with relative views and ambitions. In the middle ages, crusaders and Jihad warriors even used the name of their gods as precepts to attaining political motives against those who stood in their way.

    The notion called ‘peace’ is an ironical idealism to itself. There must be war for peace to be realized. Before serenity or solitude, there must be disorder and dissent. Yet, how will peace be achieved if EVERYBODY is given the opportunity to demand; to insist; to disagree or to contest for their own interests? If the Mamasapano conflict presented an opposite outcome, though it may not be given the opportunity to be telecast over the media; there might just be an officer of the Muslim cluster asking his superiors for authorization to retaliate; with a conduct as moderate or more aggressive. Should President Benigno Aquino III ever overcome his indifference to the current issue, and give the PNP commander his blessing to precipitate his notion of “justice”; the supposition above may just become a consequential actuality; and then the figurative ‘see-saw’, which has existed for over a century, continues.

    And thus, here is the idiotic impotency of the peace process. It is a session of hypocrisy: conflicting assemblies with representatives shaking hands and embracing one another; acting like two class bullies intimidated by their teacher to be good examples to their respective fraternities. Outside of the school; there shall be an inverted atmosphere.

   At present, the temporary victors are the Muslim elements in the Philippines. Hopefully, or probably, after the 2016 presidential elections; Filipinos will be treated to a new and fresh political circumstance. A more determined head-of-state may dissolve the Mindanao issue; or a feebler one might just forfeit the country’s reputation as the sole Christian nation in Asia.

     When one side of the scale teeters in its favor; the other must counter in order to prevent an imbalance. If the latter fails to do so; there will always be another to take its place; as a fictional version of Marcus Aurelius corrected a fervent and loyal general: “There is always someone left to fight.”

    Even white doves have to die some time, to be replaced later on; and so goes the perpetual cycle.

Online source:

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