"History never repeats itself, it just never ends."--the author

Saturday, September 8, 2007

The Concrete Manila

In my continuing affair with the city, being both objective and subjective with inclination to vandalize our blurry culture, here I am again, ranting and raving about the urban life I dear so much.

MMDA being the heap and Bayani Fernando on its top believe that a walkable city is a healthy city. This squad nonetheless right. The thinking is appropriate. Thank you guys for taking notice that our EDSA’s sidewalks need to be upgraded BADLY.

But sob sob sob

I think you persevering people dig your job so well and I mean so well that you even took effort to pave the remaining open ground encircling some remaining trees along EDSA.

Please tell me it is all about consistency of job and claim it is for aesthetic quality of the work before I conclude common sense is passé, and I am abducted by the aliens.

Revising the Labor Code (Unedited) My post Independence post

There is a need to revise the labor code.

The economic landscape in which our current labor code was drafted have changed drastically.

If I were to lobby, well partly I am now, a 36-hour work week should be implemented.

All overtimes should not be taxed.

Part time jobs or/and second jobs should not be taxed.

But I am concentrating on the 36 hour work week:

The world is changing fast. Technology hasn’t resolved its conflict with time. Technology is designed to save us valuable time, yet it demanded more attention than any other achievement of mankind. Most first world government have recognized this, Filipinos so far uh hum. Why do you think the first world is investing in third world country?

Productivity and efficiency are nothing but narrations: pleasant to the ears and illusory to the eyes, accumulation rather than completion.

And they all blame it to stress. Our society is a greedy society, well all society is greedy or we won’t have subject called “economics.”

So much concern to buy a new cellphone, no time to write, to paint, to take a child to a park (err mall), to learn a new dance, to swim, to talk to your dog, to plant a new tree,, and all that seems unviable.

(Obviously here I am looking for the environmentalists, artists, farmers, and writers, and all that seems unviable. And when I say environmentalist I NEVER MEANT the TV channels sponsored, five second clipped our-share-to-the-dying-world.)

Anyway back to labor code.

But here is where the arguments impaled itself. Will the monthly compensation or hourly salary be just for a 36-hour week?

It should be. Increase the hourly rate, why not?

Now employers have more reason to expect industrialism, and to test what efficiency is.

Working hard is different from working long. Working hard is creative. Some hard working people work too long because there is nothing else to do. Sometimes we call them from rags-to-riches. They’ve deserve it. Sometimes we call them miser. We, I honestly don’t know what happened.

Life is not a career, never a career. It is all about experience.

Love, money, sex, etc. are nothing if we don’t have the time.

Time is greatest gift we can give to ourselves, to Earth, our friends, family, and to our nation.


[Idealistically, a nation also known for not just about for its hard working citizens, but talented and creative citizens outside the economic powerhouses and financial drives. A nation who has time to cultivate a culture of its own and a time to think for its own.]

Elitist Radio vs. Masa Radio

If there is such thing, I’ll really go for elitist radio. Though I’ve been inside the booth of Love Radio myself and enjoy and watching Sexy Teri her delivering lines and punch lines.

I may subject her to misinterpretation but we both agree there is something wrong in the trends of radio stations doing their business.

Radio is power, because it disseminates information, it influences people, and it could make and unmake a culture.

By the way did you know that Nicolegiala is an English teacher? I was informed by it by a good g4m friend who works in the same company which administer the said station. Anyway I like Nicole until the capitalist noticed them.

What I don’t like is the unoriginality of other people. They are killing this industry that has change lives and countries, basically history and culture. Gain Ralph Waldo warned us that imitation is suicide. Need I say more?

It is not that I hate the Masa Radio but I abhor the way they treat the language, they are capable of laying jokes which are funny but never WITTY. Humor without intelligence, sorry I have to say it. I do enjoy those crap, I am a crappy person.

They said (Masa radio) are reaching out to the masses.

I said the Radio Masa as a medium for the capitalists are exploiting the consumers, even elitist radio are susceptible to this, very much the same.

(Oh my God, I am an sub-proponent of free trade agreements and globalized economy nga pala.. and I wanna be rich like the capitalist.)

Tiny Terrier Saves 5 New Zealand Kids

"George was brave -- he took them on and he's not even a foot high," Gay told The Associated Press. "He jumped in on them, he tried to keep them off. Four-year-old Darryl Wilson, front, holds a picture of George, a 9-year-old Jack Russell terrier that gave his life to save five New Zealand children from two marauding pitbulls, in New Plymouth, New Zealand Monday, May 1, 2007. The feisty terrier was out playing with the children of his owner when two loose pitbulls lunged toward Wilson at the back of the group on Sunday April 29, 2007, in New Plymouth in New Zealand. The Jack Russell terrier was so badly injured he had to be put down. In back from left are owner Alan Gay, a family member of Wilson's, Richard Rosewarne,11, Christian Rosewarne, 8, and Kelly Rosewarne, 10. (AP Photo/Taranaki Daily News, Nic Gibson) George tried to protect us by barking and rushing at them, but they started to bite him -- one on the head and the other on the back," Rosewarne said. "We ran off crying and some people saw what was happening and rescued George."





News quoted and image sourced from:http://www.boston.com/news/world/australia/articles/2007/05/02/tiny_terrier_saves_5_new_zealand_kids/

SOCIAL EQUALIZING THEORY

I dunno if such theory exists, but for now, I have sudden “flair” in social science. It’s neither a theory nor an equalizer, it’s all crap actually.

“Society in order to be truly humane must treat its animal and criminals, prostitute and dead heroes with esteem.”

A society could be called cultured and peaceful; their civilizations could be of glass and stainless steel, with stretch of genetically modified rice fields around. Freedom of expression and economic activities are nothing but accumulation, similar to emissions of green house gases. The goal of society is not to eliminate poverty.

Poverty is an obsession, like intelligence. I think (I hate saying I think, it’s like my mouth is kissing somebody else’s ass), anyway, as I frolicking somebody else’s butt…huh? Now I lose interest. Fuck!

Note: I saw the faces of dogs in front pages of newspaper today, cute and cuddly, some of them had the tip of their tongues showing. Everyone can’t seem to make way in trying to show their best in front of camera. It was nice. Only that they were in cages, packed together, destiny macabre.

Note: When I was younger I eat dog meat. I haven’t eaten any dog since elementary. Then I read this novel (Plague Dogs) of Richard Adams about a neurotic Fox Terrier and a brute Rottweiler. Though fiction about canine it made me understand more about people.

Note: About criminals, my professor in Constitution back in college promoted that Filipino should also be involved in the judicial process, that we need to have a jury system in our courts. I agree. He also said a society that rehabilitate and take care of its jailed citizens well is a society of good manners and good will.

Note: On prostitution…Sex is a commodity for Pete sake. However prostitutes are not.

Note: On dead heroes…it’s obvious!



This blog is a not a moral arena. Get lost.

My Social Equalizing Theory: Our Fear of Words

Our fear of our own words debilitated our language so much. *

Morals, time and again, are society bound so is our love for or lack of it for our own language.

TAE is considered taboo, thinking pooh, feces, or droppings more appropriate. Of course pooh is slang, more “conotic,” feces clinical, droppings creative. Tatache, eebak, pupoopoo will replace “tatae” ako which is vulgar. Why taboo, given the condition and impression of every situation where nature is calling, it’s awkward, chagrined.

Could you imagine me speaking puke and uten, which is unequivocal to its English counterparts. Is using English counterparts makes us civilized, err educated when we know very what puke and uten looks like, how to use and abuse whether you are in RP or USA? I guessed so.

How about using the tagalog slang like pek-pek? Humour to hide the shame felt of what the word represent.

I am not so sure kantutan is proper, but I am smiling now, okay, sige pagtatalik.

Society asked its people to play the role, so does profane words. Never noticing the replacements harassed the Filipino language subtly until there is no turning back.

It is expected the people will play the role and very well.

Oops..utot ba yun...oh sorry I mean fart.


*of course it is just me

for JULIA CAMPBELL

From the Province to the Big City

So, for those of you who are wondering out there, I'm still here. It's not that I haven't thought a zillion times a day about leaving, but I'm still here. It's been two months since my last posting and I must confess that it's been a rough too months.


Just when you think you've adjusted, things start happening

-- excerpted from Ma'm Julia Campbell's blog.

She have known one of the best thing in life