Something about her annoys the heck out of me. Is it the voice? The hair? The way she says D-S-W-D in the same tone? The way she stole the last election? How the country has gone to pot further under her rule? The crazy corruption? How the government will joyfully all other tax relief goods not addressed to DSWD? Help me, I can’t put my finger on it.
Time.com just asked the question that has foreign observers and Philippine government officials scratching their heads: Why wasn’t Manila prepared? Filipinos who live in the real world, unlike them politicians who apparently live in fantasy lands where million-dollar dinners are apparently nothing out of the ordinary, all have answers to that question, and would probably even be puzzled about why the question even had to be asked. (Remember to add a dollop of sarcasm wherever appropriate.)
1. Because, bah, Manila wouldn’t be Manila without the floods, woohoo!
2. Because Manila looks so gorgeous and modern on a nice sunny day that no one could fathom how it could possibly get swallowed up by stinking flood waters–until the rainy season comes.
3. Because, eh, sorting out the ancient sewer system and proper urban planning just takes too much damn work! *whines*
4. Because politicians and local officials are just so blind to what’s going around them: that U-turn slots are evil, that traffic is bad all over the place, especially because they counterflow like crazy and have numerous escorts to shove other motorists out of their way, and that Manila cries out for proper sanitation, among many other things.
5. Because the government puts so much faith in the Filipino’s resilience and sense of humor.
6. Because other things are more important–like campaigning for next year’s elections, for instance.
It came without a warning. Sort of. It was drizzling last night, the sort you think might go away overnight, but since I stayed up until 5 a.m., I knew that the rains just went on and on and on the whole night. Normally, that’s no cause for worry and everyone would be thrilled about sleeping in on a rainy weekend.
But this is otherworldly. The rains carried on throughout the entire morning and have been raging during the whole afternoon so far. Stupidly, university classes were suspended only in the afternoon, when absolutely no one will be able to get home. Flood waters are rising in the houses of some friends and people I know. Apparently, flood waters have also risen alarmingly along EDSA and past SLEX.
I just have to say how amazing it is that everyone is pitching in to provide news and updates on the situation all over the metropolis; thank heavens for technology. My mother’s currently watching Startalk and even the show is providing storm updates and lists of emergency numbers.
For people who need assistance, here are the numbers you can call, and I will add more when I find them. Let’s hope that phone lines won’t be going down.
National Disaster Coordinating Council (NDCC): 912-5668, 911-1406, 912-2665, 911-5061. Hotlines: 734-2118, 734-2120
Q.C. Rescue: 161
Philippine Coast Guard: 527-6136
Red Cross: 143, 527-0000
Metro Manila Development Authority (MMDA): 136
Taguig emergency hotline: 1623
Bureau of Fire Protection Region III (Central Luzon): (045) 9634376
TJ spent five hours stranded in Philcoa; he was supposed to be on his way to shoot a wedding, but evidently, the storm and flood waters got in the way. I had him make his way to our house and he’s been hanging out here for a couple of hours now. The word is that establishments in the Philcoa area are packed, flood waters keep on rushing, and vehicles are stalled. He was part of a huge crowd that just opted to walk off slowly, keeping an eye on one another to make sure no one drops into an open manhole.
I hate the show and I hate Willie Revillame, but I have to thank it for throwing up gems like this one.
I was just reading Kate Torralba’s post about the Kimmy Dora Thanksgiving Party and can I just say how amusing it is that Kimmy Dora has earned the literati’s and the fashionistas’ stamp of approval, as well as that of some people who normally don’t give a toss about Filipino comedy movies? You see them posting the trailer on their Facebook accounts and exhorting everyone to watch it, and when it finally came out, people started writing glowing, giggly reviews that make it sound like it’s the height of humor.
Naturally, hah, I had to see what it’s all about. How did I like it? Mrh, it could have been better. Not that there weren’t funny moments; oh, there were. But I wouldn’t go as far as telling you that OMG it’s the funniest movie ever, I swear you have to see it, I gotta get it on DVD!!! It was…all right. My favorite part of the film has to be Elena, heh.
In the event that someone actually stumbles upon this post, gets upset that I didn’t love the movie, and tells me, “Gods, you’re such a freaking elitist, how could you not like that, gods, do you think your sense of humor is soooo up there that you couldn’t appreciate the movie at all?”, I say this: I and the rest of the world wouldn’t necessarily love everything that you love. Deal. I thought the movie was all right, but it didn’t exactly change my life, so it’s too damn bad my non-loving of the film upset you.
To whoever made this sign: Oh, come on. All you had to do was copy the product name on the box, and you couldn’t even get that right.
Filipinos may soon spend every October 20 to celebrate the Bayanihan spirit with a “National Thank You Day,” if a bill pending in the House of Representatives is passed into law.
The Congressperson responsible for this bit of inanity is Cynthia Villar, wife of presidential wannabe Manny Villar. Honestly, the House of Representatives seems like one big clubhouse where people just mill around in a self-satisfied daze and occasionally coming up with silly bills, about which they no doubt congratulate themselves and believe would greatly improve the condition of the country. From the looks of the article, it seems that Cynthia Villar was so horribly upset by the Reader’s Digest Canada survey on common courtesies, which had Manila landing on the 22nd spot, and is now pulling out all the stops to rocket Manila to the top spot.
Most courteous city. Yeah, that achievement will definitely turn the world on its head and make everyone groan in defeat and fall to their knees in admiration. It will improve the lives of people, surely. Foreign investors will swoop in by the droves, corruption, unstable political climate, and the occasional trouble in Mindanao be damned. “Say what you will about Manila, but boy, that city is really courteous.”
While we’re at it, let’s have a National Fuck You Day, too. On second thought, scratch that. It happens every day anyway, especially when the so-called esteemed lawmakers give us all a big “Fuck you” every time they sit around uselessly and come up with stupid ideas that don’t help anyone.
Most of my blogs have been on Blogger. I’ve used WordPress quite a bit before, but never on my own blog. This should be interesting.
So hi, I’m trying to do this blog thing right again. Actually, is there ever really a right and a wrong way to blog? Whoever said that blogging should be done in certain ways anyway? Oh right, ever since the pressure was on to have a smart, monetized, informative blog that engages readers, encourages active participation in the comment threads, and links back to websites like crazy. Pah.
Yeah, I’m still bitter about that. I’ve had a blog since 1998 and I’ve never been a Superstar Blogger who makes thousands of dollars from Adsense, gets invited to events and restaurants and product launches, and is being yanked all over the place by desperate advertisers who want me to write advertorials for their products and services. Not that I wish to be a Superstar Blogger with this here new blog of mine, although it would be a tasty, tasty bonus. Especially if I manage to get free food out of it.
Anyway, I used to find blogging extremely easy. All I would do is just…write whatever came to mind. I had my first blog in 1998 and would talk about absolutely anything in it, and would even mention disliked people by name since not everyone was online back then. Today, that would be most unwise. Over the years, my blogging groove has significantly tapered off, mainly because I tend to stop myself mid-post and wonder, “Who the heck really cares about this shit?” and I would be so crippled with self-doubt and anguish that I’d scrap the whole thing altogether.
Now, I’ll do my darnedest to resist my own chants of “Quit! Quit! Quit!” and answer “Who the heck really cares about this shit?” honestly, directly, and with a finger stuck up at the worm of self-doubt: Me. I care about this shit. I haven’t written my own thing properly in years and it’s about time that I got back into the swing of writing once again. I’ve been doing a lot of writing for other people for the past several years and now I want to write stuff that I want to write, and even have a good time writing them, now how about that. And maybe you’ll have a good time reading them too, and that would be awesome. Or maybe you wouldn’t, which would be just as awesome.