Sunday, December 23, 2012

HAD FUN AFTER THE WORLD ENDED

December 22, 2012.

Went to HS Otakus gathering in McDo Lacson. Got reacquainted with familiar people. Ate a cheeseburger with fries for brunch.

Watched the Hobbit with Miloy and Kurt. It was awesome! Particularly loved the flashbacks to Erebor, and the scenes with Orcs and Goblins, and every scene with at least one dwarf in it. (oh, of course, Riddles in the Dark was dramatic as well.)

Heard Miloy humming the Dwarves' song. Must've got LSS.

Decided to accompany Miloy a ride home. Took a ride in Kurt's car, the three of us. Finally know where Miloy's house is. Watched last part of 2012 on Miloy's TV. Now I know where to hunt her down if ever a bounty is placed on her head. MWAHAHAHA!

Got a ride home from Kurt. Watched Iron Chef episodes. Watched Disney's "A Christmas Carol" starring Jim Carrey. Played vintage (read: 1950's) music until bedtime.

"BAH, HUMBUG!"

Oh, and I forgot to mention: SURVIVED THE SO-CALLED APOCALYPSE FORETOLD BY THE MAYANS.
"What gloom and despair do you bring to the mighty Pacal? I would offer refreshments, but I have an apocalypse to prepare for."
 -- King Pacal of the Maya

Here's to surviving another doomsday prophecy. Good luck, godspeed, God bless! And Happy Holidays to one and all!

Sunday, December 9, 2012

It's that time of the year...

...yet, living in a tropical country with no snowfall, you can't really tell if it really is that time of the year. Sure, people may flaunt their lights and decorations but it's still a freakin' tropical climate. The slight showers and typhoon that recently passed by are not making the situation for our climate better. Aside from slight inconveniences (waay klase, mabaka-baka pa dala kapote kag payong, etc.) and major devastation (especially in the south, which was usually a storm-free area), it sucked. It sucked away all the cool winds so it just got all the more humid. IT SUCKED; therefore, IT SUCKS. BAH, HUMBUG!

No. Christmas carols and Santa Claus will not be enough to convey that "wintry" atmosphere for me. For that, I must turn... TO AZEROTH. TO NORTHREND!


Keep your stinking workshop elves and their pansy-green clothes. I'd rather have the Vrykul. Oh, and I do bet that the Lich King can beat up the Jolly Old Red-Clad Bearded One's ass any day.

Good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Death, Grief, and Hope

"Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."
 -- J.R.R. Tolkien

"Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them."
 -- George Eliot

"Our hearts are restless until they rest in you."
 -- St. Augustine

"What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us."
 -- Helen Keller

"Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them."
 -- Leo Tolstoy

"These are called tears. They come when we are so sad, so soul sick, it’s as if our hearts are so full of pain there’s no place else for it to go."
 -- Taretha from "Warcraft, Lord of the Clans"

"I will not say "Do not weep", for not all tears are an evil."
 -- Gandalf

"Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal."
 -- Victor Hugo

"But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer..."
 -- Samwise Gamgee

Monday, November 5, 2012

Sembreak 2012 (Last Day)

Daw pirme ko lang 'ni ginahimo nga seremonyas...


Eraserheads - "Sembreak"

Goodbye, Sembreak 2012... Hello, 2nd Semester...

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Cyber Insanity

This might be the part of Youtube and the Internet that have been abandoned by reason and logic.

1. He-Man's Version of "What's Up?"

Three adjectives for this: "weird", "flamboyant", and "hilarious. (And I just can't hold back the urge to be amused when I get to the part with the dramatic "Don't Cry Out Loud" insertion, featuring Bird Lady.)

2. YOU SHALL NOT PASS (Techno Remix)

Ahh...  Those four immortal words by the Grey Wizard of Middle Earth himself, Mithrandir a.k.a. Gandalf the Grey... and four words that every student dreads to hear from his teacher in Science or Mathematics.

3. "This Is My Peepee"

This video screams "PEDO!!!" and "EXHIBITIONIST!!!"

4. EPIC SAX GUY from Moldova Eurovision 2010
Oh... kay. Cheesy saxophone music, cheesy dance steps, cheesy attire... Only thing not cheesy in this video is the pelvic thrusting (or crotch-humping) of the so-called "Epic Sax Guy"... IT'S DISTURBING!!! O.o

5. Banana Song (I'm A Banana)

Uh... Random, non-sequitur, nonsensical... Barely any trace of sanity and/or reason here...

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Oh, goodness gracious... "Rick-rolling"...


Good luck, godspeed, God bless na lang... Here's to another semester, I guess.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

MUSICAL AGITATION 2 (Featuring Capercaillie)

This Celtic (Gaelic) Scottish band's songs exemplify Scotland's culture, both old and new. Their sound intertwines traditional Celtic and folk music with contemporary and global styles. Despite being named after a wildfowl native to Scotland's forests, the music of Capercaillie is no mere bird call, especially those songs that have become my all-time favorites. Embodying the Celtic qualities of Scotland, they are what they are to Scotland, as Enya is to Ireland, I think. Here are some of my favorite tunes of theirs...

1. Alasdair Mhic Cholla Ghasda ("Alexander, Son of Gallant Cholla")
"Alasdair Mhic Cholla Ghasda" is a Capercaillie song that I have always regarded as one of the quintessential tracks of Celtic music, in my opinion. The recorded version is already ear-candy for me, with the primally rousing quality of the bodhran, mystique of the plucked strings, haunting vocals of the band members, and magical blending of flute and fiddle. It was only recently that I realized it was a song about a Scottish warrior from the 15th century. And for a long time, I've been looking for a video on Youtube featuring a live performance of this song. The more recent ones lack that "umph" that I find in the recorded version. Good thing, I found this:

 2. Rann Na Mona
I always make this song as my happy tune. Every time I hear this, I feel like I'm brought to some coast in faraway Scotland in the summertime, which is apparently the topic of this song. And I imagine there would be merrymaking and dancing. I love the flute/tinwhistle solo by Marc Duff in the middle, as well as the unison of Karen Matheson's singing, Manus Lunny's bouzouki, Charlie McKerron's fiddle, James Mackintosh's drums, and Donald Shaw's keyboard. :3


3. Coisich, A Ruin ("Come, My Love")
Creepy but intriguing intro for a song about calling to one's lover. I did not expect an upbeat tempo, until the bodhran (hand drum) started pattering. Karen Matheson's style is similar to Enya's and I love the guys' backing vocals and the bass too. And it was the first time that I saw a violin/fiddle being plucked THROUGHOUT AN ENTIRE SONG.

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Apparently, this is my second Musical Agitation post. There will be more to come, if I find the time. In the meantime, good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Progress on R.A. 10175



Ang mga tuko, buwaya, at hunyango
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balat-sibuyas din pala.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

A Note on Lawyers

There has always been a running joke about lawyers and it claims that honest ones are an "endangered species in heaven". The same can be said of honest lawyers here on earth. Yet, despite being "an elusive and endangered species", honest lawyers DO EXIST, as with the case of Atty. Romeo T. Capulong.
I first heard of "Ka Romy", as he was fondly called, during the cases of the Batasan 5 solons (Reps. Casiño, Ocampo, Maza, Mariano, Viray) who were put through difficult times by the Arroyo regime back in 2004. I've always had contempt for bureaucratic geezers with their pretentious formal attires and their elitist leanings, but I think that this man was neither bureaucratic, nor pretentious, nor elitist (despite his elderly and formal appearance). And I admired him as a role model for being so.
In my point of view, he was a simple man who only wanted to serve. He offered legal services pro-bono to his less fortunate clients. Nonetheless, I can tell that he was an excellent man, considering the fact that he became a member of the UN's International Criminal Court, a senior legal adviser to the National Democratic Front of the Philippines (NDFP), a founding chairman of the National Union of People's Lawyers (NUPL), and an organizer of the Public Interest Law Center (PILC).
Coming from a family of tenant farmers himself, Atty. Capulong handled cases involving the marginalized sectors with whom he had an affinity for. He stood up for the rights of the “little people” – peasants, workers, urban poor, human rights workers, social justice advocates, political prisoners – who have nothing to defend themselves against the “big bullies” of society. Ka Romy even worked with the PILC’s young law practitioners who share his solidarity with the “little people” by offering their pro-bono legal services to the poor and oppressed. He was most notable for handling the high-profile case of Flor Contemplacion, the Filipina domestic worker who was executed in Singapore. He also handled the cases of the Martial Law victims, “comfort women” of World War II, Hacienda Luisita workers, and the Morong 43 health workers.
His passing away is definitely a great loss to those who uphold social change, true justice and peace, and genuine democracy. Even so, his life of service, integrity and solidarity to the people is already a noble legacy that has set an example of excellence for the current and coming generations of real defenders of the people, changers of society, and champions of social justice.
Even though he is now gone at age 77, his ideals will live on. With this, I raise my fist in a protester’s fashion to salute the great and late attorney. Indeed, honest lawyers are an endangered species on earth, with their population diminished by one. Perhaps Heaven just added Ka Romy to its small quantity of honest lawyers up there.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

I [HAD TO] QUIT... -_-

Yes. I resigned from our student publication.

To summarize the content of my resignation letter: I quit because nowadays I'm not doing well with my journalistic writing, my academics, my relationships with other people (including my family), and other areas of my life, as well as keeping my health well. I'm quitting because I don't think that I'm doing well in my duties as a campus journalist and as a student. I quit because I've failed the publication more than once in small, but important matters (that could have led to bigger, more critical problems). I give up because I think that I can no longer give my best for the publication.

Resigning from an editorial board position and from the publication altogether... Just one of the rare instances where I just outright give up. And I am not attributing to other people the reasons why I am giving up. I am quitting because of me. (And I mean this in a productive, positive manner of self-criticism)

I have to quit in order to get myself some time for self-recovery, self-redemption, self-rebuilding, or whatever  this process is called. I have to quit because I need to quit for my own good and for the good of the student publication I've served.

But it does not mean that I'll just forget everything I've been through with the publication. Until this instance of my resignation, I've stayed in it for more than two and a half years. I've been through good things and bad things, but my experiences in this publication have tempered me to become an improved person with a sense of humanity.

I owe a lot to the student publication I've served. It was because of the student publication that I knew myself better. I made new friends, reconnected with old ones, and even expanded further my social consciousness and critical perspective through the various gatherings and competitions I've attended with the publication staff. It was because of the publication that I practiced my writing, seeking ways to improve my literary style. I even earned my first award in campus journalistic writing because I was part of it. And for many other good things that I have difficulty recalling,  I am very much grateful for the publication.

However, I admit that I never wanted to be a journalist in the first place due to its rigid conventions. It was poetry that stimulated my writing. And for a long time, I have been out of touch with that literary craft. I need time and space to breathe, to roam, to ponder, to grow. And that, based from my own experience, is something I cannot gain from being contained within the walls and corners of a student publication office.

Yes, I quit being in the student publication, but it does not mean that I will quit writing. I just needed a paradigm shift, a change of pathway... Even if it means saying "goodbye to the yellow brick road"...

Wait a minute, that kind of reminds me of an Elton John classic...

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Not just waterproof...

 The Filipino spirit is waterproof,

but it is not just waterproof.

It is also fireproof,
windproof,
earthquake-proof.

It is shockproof too,
like a tibak's body being struck
by the truncheons and shields
of the riot police
amid a rally at Mendiola.

Heck, it is bulletproof as well
no matter how many Filipinos
die in this great nation
by gunshot or at gunpoint,
aside from other causes.

Most of all, being dominated
by the corrupt, the megalomaniac,
the greedy, the bloodthirsty
and all other sorts of dangerous,
but albeit outright fools...

the Filipino spirit
is FOOLPROOF.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

LIFE JUST PLAYED A MIND-F**K ON ME...

Today is the birthday of two buddies of mine...

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Hannix from UP Tacloban

"Nang" Miloy from UNO-R HS (now in USLS)

Both are taking up Psychology. Both were born on the same date (Aug. 17, 1994).  Both are girls. Both are "unique" (misinterpreted by other people as  "bangag"/"weirdo") due to their somewhat similar character, interests and hobbies. And both became my best buddies just last year.

Coincidence? I think not! >_<

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

CONSOLATION ARRIVES WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT

Something very heavy and serious is pissing me off today this afternoon. I won't tell what it is but it's pissing me off. I was about to transform myself into Pacianong Pissed-Off starting this afternoon until I redeem myself and/or get over it (by redeeming myself), when suddenly, I received a message that I never ever expected to accept.

My surrogate sister, Nang Miloy, and step-mother, Nanay Lesli were coming over to UNO-R to chillax with a few good old comrades, including me. I was supposed to go home in my pre-pissed off state, but receiving that message made me meet them at the lobby and hang out with them even for just a bit. We then headed for the canteen and chatted and ate cake and chatted... By the way, I wondered about the cake and I asked "ano ang okasyon?" until I was reminded that yesterday was Nanay Lesli's birthday.

I was also re-acquainted with Mrs. Arlene Solano-Esplanada, whom I should now refer to as "Nanay Bones". Aaand... in addition to our quartet, may nag-upod pa tambay sa amon bisan long-distance when a phone call to Anna Marie (who's in UP Baguio) was made through Nanay Lesli's cellphone.

Isa na lang gid ka tawo ang kulang para makumpleto ang "Fellowship", and through the carrot cake connection and the HS Otakus link (not to mention our conversations and stories that made many references to "he who must not be named" and "public secret"), his spirit prevailed upon our [not-so-]holy gathering during that afternoon.

I guess that despite the stress of college and life and other things that piss me off, consolation arrives when you least expect. (Yeah, and I had contemplations about asking Nanay Lesli for another one-on-one chillax/bonding moment between "adopted son" and "step-mother". KILALA NIYO NA 'NA KON SIN-O ANG "AMAY" KO.) And I am both humbled and grateful for being fortunate to be granted with such treasured moments like this.

Sigh... Salamat gid, Nanay Lesli, Nanay Bones, Nang Miloy, Anna Marie, and (in a way) "Master Darklord" (O, clue na 'na ang first letters), for making such a brief but fond moment possible.

By the way, I guess Pacianong Pissed-Off is postponed in the meantime.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

My Rendition of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (and free endorsement of a videogame)

There's a time for everything and a moment for every endeavor in this whacked-up society of ours.

A time to wake up and a time to hit the sack
A time for study (or work) and a time for fun
A time for eating and a time for hunger
A time for buffing up and a time for slacking off
A time for staying in and a time for going out

As for staying in and going out,
A time for solitude and a time for company
A time for praise and a time for criticism
A time for romance and a time for heartache
A time for listening and a time for speaking
A time for going and a time for stopping
A time to lead and a time to follow

With regard to to leaders and followers,
A time for contemplation and a time for action
A time for imagination and a time for reality
A time for the material and a time for the spiritual
A time for faith and a time for doubt
A time for fear and a time for courage
A time for chaos and a time for order
A time for war and a time for peace

Speaking of war and peace,
A time to build and a time to destroy
A time for allies and a time for foes
A time to compromise and a time to assert
A time to liberate and a time to annex
A time for trading and a time for keeping
A time for tradition and a time for modernity
A time for commerce and a time for research

Most of all,
A time for "Sid Meier's Civilization V - Gods and Kings" and a time for something else
(and a time for saving and quitting and a time for continuing)

...So whenever people like me have time for playing that critically-acclaimed, world history-themed turn-based strategy game, LET THOSE PEOPLE PLAY...

So that the conquerors of today will not become the dictators of tomorrow.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Salamat sa patawa, Hari ng Komedya...

Rodolfo Vera Quizon, Sr.
(a.k.a. "Dolphy")
1928-2012


Balagtasan po tayo

Madlang magiliw, kayo po'y aking inaanyayahan!
Panoorin itong bidyo ng eksenang balagtasan


Ay naku po! Saglit lang, o madla na kawili-wili!
'Tong bidyong galing Youtube ay may pangalawang bahagi.

Kay galing! Ako ay lubha na naaliw at namangha
sa sinaunang tagisan ng mabulaklak na salita.
Palitang patula noon, mas nais ko pang makita
kaysa kasalukuyang "flip-top" na puro naman mura.

Sa eksenang 'to, Different Bookstore ang naging bulwagan.
Sana'y aktwal kong nasubaybayan, yaong kaganapan.

Maraming salamat, aking kaibigang manonood!
Baka ako ay palarin sa panahon na susunod.
Sa ngayon, paumanhin 'pag ika'y aking naantala
"Good luck, godspeed, God bless," mga huli kong bati't salita


P.S.:
Ang eksena na ito ay aking natuklas
sa mainam na Word of the Lourd na palabas.
Salamat din kay Youtube user gilbert0que
dahil sa pag-upload n'ya ng bidyo na ire.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Epicness = short bearded gruff people

 
"Clothes may make the man but axes (not to mention the beard) make the dwarf."
  -- Pax Florius

 (I decided to make this post in anticipation of The Hobbit on December 2012. Dang it, I wish they could include John Rhys-Davies to play even just a Gimli cameo... :3 )

Monday, July 2, 2012

Tears for Fears & Fra Lippo Lippi


Tears For Fears - Mad World

Tears For Fears - Mad World by jpdc11
Tears For Fears - Shout

Tears For Fears - Everybody Wants To Rule The World

Fra Lippo Lippi - Angel

Fra Lippo Lippi - Shouldn't Have To Be Like That

Fra Lippo Lippi - Beauty And Madness

...Because I can't attend their f***ing concert in Manila and Cebu. :(((

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Last Friday afternoon...

Because of classes' suspension for the Freshmen Assembly Night during the afternoon of last Friday, I had to do something fun. I had plans to install "Civilization V - Gods and Kings" and get started with my megalomaniac dreams of world domination but that would have stirred up the ire of my father who was kind of cranky that time. So, I thought of something both FUN and MEANINGFUL.

I remembered that I had plans to meet up and hang out with Lesli, a girl buddy of mine whom I've considered as my "stepmother" despite being three years younger than me. We met up at McDonald's in SM and had a lengthy but pleasant conversation about life and stuff. (I actually planned to treat her with fries and ice cream, but I ended up getting treated by her because she hasn't had her lunch yet before she arrived.)

Later that evening, I proceeded to my first Civilization V - Gods and Kings game...

These are the two Nations/Civilizations I anticipated to play as:

Boudicca of The Celts:

and...
Haile Selassie of Ethiopia:

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Well, I had an awesomely pleasant time with you, Mommy Lesli. Thanks for the fries and the sundae, not to mention your time and our chat! Sa dason naman ah. Good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

That rare enjoyable moment... featuring The Cranberries

I believe it is a rarity to be able to lie down (even just to temporarily relax) in a cool atmosphere someplace where there are barely other houses (and neighbors) around at 2 or 3 AM in the morning while having a playlist of songs by The Cranberries playing on the sound system.

I was able to experience this a few weeks ago during a "beyond midnight" activity with a few co-staffers from Tolentine Star at the printing press in Talisay and we had a series of rushed overnight editing/layout/proofread sessions there.

The equation of...

 + room with air-conditioner
 + comfortably warm clothing
 + between midnight and dawn
 + great sound system
 + The Cranberries hits

...has a sum equivalent to A TOTALLY AWESOME BUT RARE MOMENT.

I can only wonder if I could be able to experience those particular circumstances again still with these in the background...

Zombie

Dreams

Animal Instinct

Linger
Just My Imagination

Ode to My Family

Sigh... Dolores O'Riordan looks pretty and has great vocals... Makes me wish that I witnessed the band's recent concert here in the country.

Good luck, godspeed, God bless to one and all!

Sunday, June 24, 2012

MUSICAL CURIOSITY SATISFIED

"She's na-na-na-na falling slowly...♫"

I've heard this old school song playing on the radio a long time ago. And I've always wondered what its title is. And every time I hear it playing in my head, my curiosity about the song title and its artist has been stirring within my memory... until now

At last due to a lucky Google search a few days ago, my curiosity has been sated.


"Brick" gali ang pangalan sang kanta. "Ben Folds Five" gali ang nagkanta. I can finally LSS myself in peace.

"She's a brick and I'm drowning slowly...♫"

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Para kay T'yo Ding

 
You may not be perfect, but you are the best, 'Tay. Happy Father's Day!

Saturday, June 16, 2012

"Like a Stranger in a Familiar Land"

...is how I describe my first time experience as an AB Psychology in UNO-R's College of Arts and Sciences. So many familiar faces, so many unfamiliar ones to get acquainted with.

Awkward is how I can describe the feeling I get whenever people at school identify me as "anak/bata ni Sir Ding Flores." Duh?! Alang-alang nga bata man ko ni Luciano Pavarotti?! ("FIIIIGAAAROOOOOO!!!!♫)

Speaking of my father, I am grateful that he is not one of my teachers even if he belongs to the department in which my course is put under. I've already had too much Fernando "Ding" Flores at home. No more of him at school, please? Have mercy.

It's kind of weird, but consoling, that Psych people know me even if if I don't know all of them. At least, I can get to make new friends easily.

Well, here's to Bachelor of Arts in Psychology, Major in Guidance and Counselling. (Kag duwa 'na ka "l" ang inyo "counseling", to whom it may concern nga naga-encode sang mga transcript sa computer files sang eskwelahan)

Good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Happy “Philippine Independence” Day… Sigh…


Philippine independence promise foiled by US duplicity
By: Bryan Anthony C. Paraiso
2:23 am | Tuesday, June 12th, 2012
Philippine Daily Inquirer
The road to our country’s independence and nationhood in 1898 was pockmarked with the naïveté, bitter rivalries and petty bickering of the revolution’s foremost actors, weaknesses that the American colonizers exploited to further their imperialist agenda in Southeast Asia.
But the biggest roadblock to Philippine sovereignty was the duplicitous face that American officials turned to the leaders of the Philippine Revolution.
In Henri Turot’s incisive narrative of the Philippine Revolution “Les hommes de révolution: Aguinaldo et les Philippins,” which was published in Paris in 1900, the French journalist noted that the US scheme to colonize the Philippines commenced even before the Spanish-American War was declared, with American emissaries negotiating with Gen. Emilio Aguinaldo in March 1898.
Turot wrote that the commander of the Petrel, one of the vessels in the squadron of US Adm. George Dewey, strongly urged Aguinaldo “to return to the Philippines and resume hostilities against the Spaniards, promising the assistance of the United States if war broke out against Spain.”
To assuage his doubts on America’s sincerity, Aguinaldo asked the commander what the United States would do in favor of the Philippines. Turot stated that the response was noncommittal: “‘The United States,’ replied the commander, ‘is a big and rich nation and does not need a colony.’”
More negotiations
Negotiations were further pursued during Aguinaldo’s sojourn in Singapore on April 21, 1898, by US Consul Spencer Pratt: “During this interview, Consul Pratt said that since the Spaniards did not comply with their promises in the treaty of Biak-na-Bato, the Filipinos had the right to continue the revolution that was suspended by the agreement that was concluded … (A)fter pressing Aguinaldo to renew hostilities against the Spaniards, he gave him assurances that the US (would) grant more liberty and material advantages to the Filipinos which the Spaniards never promised them.”
Turot wrote that Aguinaldo and Consul Pratt had agreed on 13 points to guarantee the US intentions of respecting Philippine sovereignty. Four of the most significant were:
  • The independence of the Philippines would be proclaimed.
  • A centralized republic with a government would be created, with members provisionally named by Aguinaldo.
  • The government would recognize a temporary intervention (by) American and European commissioners to be designated by Admiral Dewey.
  • The American protectorate would be established under the same terms and conditions that were accepted in Cuba.
Pratt evasive
Emilio Aguinaldo’s narration of the events published in “Reseña Veridica de la Revolucion Filipina” (True Version of the Philippine Revolution), stated that Consul Pratt was evasive of the US acquiescence to the agreement and telegraphed Admiral Dewey for advice: “Between 10 or 12 in the forenoon of the next day, the conference was renewed and Mr. Pratt then informed me that the admiral had sent him a telegram in reply to the wish I had expressed for an agreement in writing. He said the admiral’s reply was that the United States would at least recognize the independence of the Philippines under the protection of the United States Navy.
The Consul added that there was no necessity for entering into a formal written agreement because the word of the admiral and of the United States consul were in fact equivalent to the most solemn pledge, that their verbal promises and assurance would be fulfilled to the letter and were not to be classed with Spanish promises or Spanish ideas of a man’s word of honor. In conclusion the consul said, ‘The government of North America is a very honest, just, and powerful government.’”
On his arrival in the Philippines on May 19, 1898, aboard the ship McCulloch, Aguinaldo recounted that he was immediately conveyed to Admiral Dewey’s flagship Olympia, where Dewey continued to assure him that “…the United States had come to the Philippines to protect the natives and free them from the yoke of Spain. He said, moreover, that America is exceedingly well off as regards territory, revenue and resources and therefore needs no colonies, assuring me finally that there was no occasion for me to entertain any doubts whatever about the recognition of the independence of the Philippines by the United States.”
Agreed secret
Even after the declaration of Philippine Independence in Kawit on June 12, 1898, Admiral Dewey, during a visit to Aguinaldo in Cavite a month later, would point out: “Have faith in my word, and I assure you that the United States will recognize the independence of the country. But I recommend you to keep a good deal of what we have said and agreed secret at present…”
As history would show, the promises uttered by the American official would turn out to be empty and facetious, a ploy to gain the Filipinos’ support to hasten the defeat of the Spanish colonizers.
A few months later, the Philippine-American War would erupt, resulting in the death of roughly 20,000 Filipino soldiers, 200,000 Filipino civilians and 4,000 American soldiers.
Never was there a greater price paid for the false words of a mighty nation determined to accomplish its imperialist ambitions.
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REACTION:
My reaction to this? I don’t have much to say (since most of it will get censored or bleeped out anyway). I can say, however, that this is pure scumbaggery.MGA TANGA GID YA NGA $#!% AH! Ti, asta subong, kita gyapon ang ga-antos tungod sang pagkatanga nila sang una. Kapal-kapal man daan sang mga gapang-into sa gin-into.
Happy -quote- “Philippine Independence” -unquote- Day to all. -_- (If Philippine independence really existed…)

Friday, June 8, 2012

Hurray for Miss Abby! XD


I finally get a break after around a not-so-grueling week of campus presswork. Hopefully, the super delayed issues of Tolentine Star (2nd sem mag, 2nd sem tabloid, summer issue) can be settled at last before June 13. As for that break, first on my agenda list is to chill out at home with my Spanish teacher, Miss Abegail “Abby” Bayona, to preoccupy me from the boredom of waiting for classes to open. After a video marathon on our TV set, my parents even got to ask her to stay for dinner. Yayyy! XD
It`s just one of my half-fulfilled summer “chillaxing” plans before the school year starts; “half-fulfilled”, because I was supposed to invite to my home, both her and Mrs. Olive Jamandre (who apparently was still at Cebu… Aww… :( )
Of my other summer “chillaxing” plans (which more or less are already fulfilled), I was able to do the following:
  • finish my “Lord of the Rings – Battle for Middle-Earth” game
  • read some Dune novels
  • listen to a marathon of my favorite music
  • whip up some goodies in my kitchen
  • hang out with my girl buddies (since I rarely meet with my guy buddies nowadays)
  • write some poetry
Bueno, gracias para el tiempo, Nang-slash-Miss-slash-Señorita Abby! At least my Friday became less boring with your company.
Good luck, godspeed, God bless to us all!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Literati Sanctuary

Books that I have read, am reading at the moment, and will be reading soon.

1. "Paul of Dune" - Brian Herbert & Kevin J. Anderson
Genre: Sci-fi

Details:
First book in the interquel trilogy to the acclaimed "Dune" series by the late Frank Herbert; written by his son Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson.

Comment:
I thought this was the Dune novel Nang Miloy told me about that cost PhP 99.00 at National Bookstore. It actually cost me PhP 70.00 at NB in Gaisano City. What Nang Miloy told me about was actually at NB in SM and titled "The Winds of Dune. Good thing, I managed to hunt the book down in time before anybody else bought it.
Content-wise (and basing from Anna Marie's comments on Brian Herbert), "Paul of Dune" lacks this so-called 'umph'-factor compared to the original Dune by Frank Herbert himself, perhaps due to the younger Herbert's derivation from his father's works. It seems like a mere "filler" story, considering its being an interquel.

Status: Tapos ko na basa 1x; ginpahulam ko kay Nang Miloy

Trivia: Nong Mike D. and Anna Marie M. introduced me to this acclaimed series.

2. "Ang Huling Dalagang Bukid at Ang Authobiography na Mali - Isang Imbestigasyon" - Jun Cruz Reyes
Genre: Metafiction, satire

Details:
(from the back cover)
Ano na ang lenggwahe ng unconscious mind at sindak? Ano ang nasa pagitan ng totoo at ng fiction? Paano paghahaluin ang personal at ang lipunan? Paano isusulat ang ngayon sa nobelang nasa isip? Hinahagilap ng akdang ito ang sagot. May kabuluhan pa ba ang mga kategorya? Para kanino?
... hindi mapapatawad na anomalya itong pinakabagong akda ni Jun Cruz Reyes. Kung wika ang batayang materyal sa paglikha ng akdang pampanitikan, paano maituturing na "pampanitikan" ang akda na ang wikang ginamit ay angkop lamang sa "borador" or "rough draft"? ... Sa madaling sabi, burara.

Comment:
Jun Cruz Reyes does prove his caliber as a writer, through his wordplay, flow of ideas, and arrangement of narrative, as well as his frankness and depth. I suppose he should take a break every now and then from his writing to accommodate his desire to more artistic pursuits, like pointilism drawing perhaps (as shown by the book cover which he drew himself).
I hope he won't mind if I underline striking statements and quotes straight from the pages of this acclaimed (award-winning and recognized) author's recent masterpiece.

Status: In the midst of my second reading of this, ginpahulam ko kay Nang Miloy. I wonder kon ginabasa n'ya man 'ni?

Trivia: I've had the privilege of meeting the author in a classroom discussion during CEGP's National Student Press Conference back in 2007. A very humble but profound guy, that chap is, despite his Palancas and other awards.

3. "All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten" - Robert Fulghum
Genre: Nonfiction, essays

Details: (from the intro and back cover)
ALL I REALLY NEED TO KNOW about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not  at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. These are the things I learned:
  • Share everything. 
  • Play fair. 
  • Don't hit people. 
  • Put things back where you found them. 
  • Clean up your own mess. 
  • Don't take things that aren't yours. 
  • Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. 
  • Wash your hands before you eat. 
  • Flush. 
  • Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. 
  • Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some. 
  • Take a nap every afternoon. 
  • When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together. 
  • Be aware of wonder.
  • Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that. 
  • Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we. 
  • And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK. 

Comment:
Simple yet profound. Every anecdote/essay is easy to read but filled with depth. Has a certain amount of nostalgia and light-hearted humor.

Status: Ginhulam ko kay Miss Olive (my English teacher in college) and returned it to her after reading it entirely once.

Trivia: This author and his work/s allegedly inspired the writing of another author (a Filipino) who also has nostalgia, humor, easy-reading, and depth. That author's identity? Roberto "Bob" Ong. Hmm... Robert Fulghum, Roberto Ong... something smells fishy, but in a pleasant way... :3

4. "The Sulu Zone, 1768-1898" - James F. Warren
Genre: Non-fiction, historical

Details:
The Dynamics of External Trade, Slavery, and Ethnicity in the Transformation of a Southeast Asian Maritime State.

Comments
I find this book very interesting, although frankly, waay ko pa siya nabasa. Waay pa ko time. :((

Status: Contents still untouched.

Trivia: Hatag ni sa akon sang akon Social Science nga maestro. TY, Sir Jude! :D

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Good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Nang…


…I know you’re going through tough times at the moment. There’s nothing I can directly do about it since it’s your own backyard clutter, or family concern and all. But, I suppose this is the least I can do for you, aside from hoping and praying for the better.
Hopefully, you’ll be able to go “night-swimming” on your own after the vicious currents of your waterways have finally subsided. After all, “Night-swimming deserves a quiet night,” as REM would put it.
Kaya mo ‘na yah, Nang. Manang taka, indi bala?

Friday, June 1, 2012

Well, this is encouraging…

I need all the good motivation I can get, especially after the things I’ve gone through. Any wise words of encouragement will do, but nothing beats the wisdom, the encouraging power, the simplicity and the brevity of comedian Rob Schneider (which can be summed up in FOUR WORDS ONLY):
“YOU CAN DO IT!!!”
Seeing that merely reading it lacks “umph!”, let’s watch a montage video of him saying it. :D
YOU CAN DO IT! I CAN DO IT! WE CAN DO IT!!!
Good luck, godspeed, God bless!

Sunday, May 27, 2012

I’m taking a cue (and a life lesson) from Tracy Chapman…



Matters Of The Heart
Tracy Chapman
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one’s denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I won’t call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there’s a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess I’m crazy to think
I can give you what you don’t want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I can’t believe
It’s so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it’s just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I’ve learned my lesson I’ve been edified
In matters of the heart
I’ve spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I’ve left to much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
I’m feeling sorry for myself
It’s quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We’re all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
I’m already missing you
Although we won’t say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We’ll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I’d be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
I’d be reborn
As Bronte’s bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart
I’m feeling sorry for myself
It’s quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We’re all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
I’m already missing you
Although we won’t say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We’ll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I’d be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
I’d be reborn
As Bronte’s bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart…
Matters of the heart…

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Alan Rickman as Jacques Roux, “The Preacher” (From BBC’s “Revolutionary Witness”)

(This was one of four monologues written by playwright Peter Barnes for the bicentennial anniversary of the French Revolution. And yes, that is Alan “Severus Snape” Rickman. As a preacher. In a cassock. Emoting. I wonder what would my “enlightened friend” think about this when she sees it?)


Cool Quotes:

“Together we lopped off that top branch of tyranny but the tree still stands and spreads. New branches hide the sun of freedom from the poor, the revolutionary tribunal is one such. I don’t recognize its authority to judge me.”
“…The good and the true had no carriages, no eighteen drummers and three executioners. A Prussian sword in the belly, and English bullet in the chest, and falling face down in the mud was their end. That’s how ordinary people die, meanly, without harps or even drums to play them out.”

“Tomorrow, before the tribunal of mumblers I shall make no attempt to defend myself. That doesn’t mean to say I’ll stay silent–never that. I’ll do what I was born to do–attack! If the verdict of that bunch of rotting fish-heads goes against me, I die like friend Marat, thus struck down by a better hand… my own!
“Living well is so much harder than dying well.”
“I have tried, to help create a people who are skeptical, rational, critical, not easily fooled or impressed; in a word, a free people, ungovernable.”
“…Just for a moment, we stopped being me and mine, you and yours, us and them, and saw ourselves instead as equals in our common humanity. We are of that generation that so transformed the world that future days and nights can never be the same. We poor clumsy men and women turned the world upside down, inside out, round and about.”
“The Revolution isn’t complete, hardly begun. Defend it. Don’t sit back, act! Without action, no life. Without life, no perfection. Without perfection, no eternal peace and freedom. For God is an active power and we do His work in fighting the great battles: light against darkness, love against selfishness, revolution against reaction, life against death.”

Monday, May 7, 2012

Eventful Week


Warning: LONG POST AHEAD!
Straight to the happenings, shall we?
1. Labor Day (Tuesday)
I went to the Bacolod City Plaza to meet up with Tatay for the International Workers’ Day Commemoration. After 126 years since the Haymarket Affair of 1886, the struggle of the working class still continues. As usual, it was characterized by chanting (“Makibaka, Huwag Matakot!”), marches and rallies, placards and streamers, and speeches of representatives from the marginalized sectors. As usual, the demands of the Filipino working class are security of employment, proper wages, proper employment, respect for human rights, and other socioeconomic reforms. As usual, the entities and institutions (especially the government) tasked with the implementation of such reforms are taking slow because they have other[s']* “agenda” to prioritize. As usual, there were entertaining, enlightening, and inspiring presentations from cultural groups between every talk or speech from the representatives.
What made May Day 2012 distinct is that Rep. Neri Colmenares (of Bayan Muna Partylist) was there at Bacolod City Plaza. He gave a talk on efforts to mobilize public servants in the House of Representatives to support/uphold pro-working class propositions/policies. These pro-worker agendas include the across-the-board, across-the-nation P125 wage increase for all public workers, Php6K increase for private employees, and nationalized industrialization. He also condemned those “bureaucrats” (a.k.a. “trapos” – traditional politicians) for siding with corporations/elitists and backing up anti-worker agenda (including demolitions in urban areas, contractualization of employees, and privatization of public/government assets and properties).
There was another distinction to this year’s Mayo Uno. According to Promotion of Church People’s Response (PCPR) National Chairperson Fr. Jerry Sabado, the military visited the Bishop’s House beside the Cathedral and in front of the Bacolod City Plaza. Allegedly, they were having a meeting with Bishop Navarra and other clergy of the Diocese of Bacolod. The notion of having the military visit that particular venue when a particular commemoration was being held on that particular day smells fishy and sounds suspicious. This reminded me of the “abominations”** an enlightened friend told me about.
And as usual, we capped the commemoration with waving flags and raised fists while singing the anthem of the working class.
* other[s] – big-time transnational, foreign & local investors and corporations
** abominations – beings corrupted by alterations brought about by power
2. Visit from Girl Buddies. Again. (Wednesday)
Since the midterm exams for summer classes were coming, I needed some diversion to break the tension and ease my stressed state before I continue tending to my academic undertakings (i.e. mga tulun-an). So, I invited my two buddies without Y-chromosomes, cousin Rhofel and “Nang” Miloy at home. We had some snacks, watched some cool videos, exchanged movies and books, and, of course, had interesting conversations on stuff. Of course, like I promised, I displayed the product of my “culinary finesse” by serving them my original (I think) mango-cashew wantons***.
Also, to “motivate” them to arrive, I told them that whoever arrives late gets a penalty. Taking advantage of proximity (her house is near mine), Rhofel arrived first. Poor “Nang” Miloy had to “suffer the consequences” of being the last one to arrive: I made her eat some dastardly confectionery imported from Europe. Never really knew what it’s called, so I researched and hypothesized that the “sweet of suffering” I gave “Nang” Miloy is called licorice.
Anyway, I thank “Nang” Miloy and Rhofel for keeping this senile 20-year old freak-of-nature company. Even if I have to pull off a Bilbo-Baggins-in-Bag-End routine, their company will always be countered with my hospitality; their friendship with mine.
(Sorry for the agony of your taste buds, “Nang”. :P )
*** – I derived from Alton “Mr. Good Eats” Brown’s recipe
3. Summer 2012 Midterm Exams (Thursday)
The exams I took seemed like trivia questions, like a game show… without cash prizes. (T-T)
I had all three subjects on the same day, which meant… FREE DAY ON FRIDAY! WOOHOO!!!
Just a sidenote: There are people in the exam room who are also taking the said exam. The only difference between you and them are that you studied well, you arrived early, you have your permit and blue books ready, AND YOU DON’T NEED TO CHEAT. Such people contrary to those descriptions are called SCUMBAGS. And the worst scumbags are those who “ask you a favor” IN THE EXAM ROOM WHEN YOU ARE ABOUT TO FINISH YOUR EXAM AND FINALLY DEPART TOWARDS SWEET, SWEET LIBERTY. BEWARE OF SUCH SCUMBAGS.
In the evening, Nanay, Tatay and I had a great dinner at Alice’s Recipes. Their food is awesome, especially the pancit molo and pork ribs.
4. LOTR – Battle for Middle-Earth Madness! (Thursday-Saturday)
J.R.R. Tolkien created a great legendarium. Peter Jackson et al made a great trilogy of movies (to be followed by two more). Then, Electronic Arts made a great real-time strategy game.
I actually finished the Evil campaign months ago, crushing my enemies with multitudes of Orcs, Uruk-hai, Haradrim, a dozen Trolls, a Balrog (summoned for the final blow) and other nasties under the command of Saruman, Lurtz and the Witch King. Now, I am in the midst of the Good Campaign as I lead Gondor, Rohan and the Fellowship to victories for the Free Peoples of Middle-Earth.
My tactics for conquest? Overwhelm with numbers, obtain upgrades, and beat the hell out of the Enemy with sheer force. Do summon some temporary allies when in a pinch. Create archers (and towers) for defense. Do create cavalry for patrols, reconnaissance, and hit-and-run. Do level up each battalion. And for the love of Sam Hill, GET FIRE ARROWS!
Sigh… the death screams of Uruk-Hai (when charged by Rohirrim or shot by Archers/Elves) still echo in my mind. Next weekend naman ah.
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That’s all for the meantime, folks. Good luck, godspeed, God bless!