Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Hypocrisy 2


On my way to work today I met a couple of interesting people. The first one was a fellow passenger on the jeep. I didn't notice her until she asked the driver to stop. People in our city usually say "Ilugar lang" to signify that they want the driver to pull over so they can get off the ride.


She said, "Ilugar lang."


Driver says, "Sa unahan lang, bawal dinhi." (roughly translates: OK, we'll pull over up ahead, it's not allowed here.)


Lady goes, "ILUGAR LANG!"


Damn, I mean she said it herself. When you say "Ilugar lang," you are actually telling the driver to find a decent place to pull over. That way, it's a lot different from saying "Stop the car!" or "Halt!"


The rest of the passengers ended up snapping at her for contradicting herself.


...


About a couple of hundred meters down the road the driver hollers to a street vendor to buy a stick of cigarette. I was thinking to myself, he's not gonna light up here...


He did. Right in front of the "No Smoking" sign on his windshield.


...


These encounters reminded me of the recent issue (well, actually it's an age-old issue) where ANOTHER college student was suspected to have died after going through hazing trying to join a fraternity. A LAW fraternity at that. I mean, what's the point of taking law when they break it even before graduating? Repeatedly, and intentionally. These people kill with no remorse.


Since 1970, there has been at least one hazing-related death on a US college campus each year(HTTP://www.greeklife.uconn.edu/hazing_stats.html)


Given that there are hundreds of campuses in the US, you figure out how many kids are murdered by the organization they're trying to join every year. It's crazy. No, it's stupid. They invite people to join them, and then kill them when they try? They're worse than serial killers. At least those guys didn't promise their victims anything.


Hazers should get far worse penalties than serial killers do.


Hypocrisy 2


On my way to work today I met a couple of interesting people. The first one was a fellow passenger on the jeep. I didn't notice her until she asked the driver to stop. People in our city usually say "Ilugar lang" to signify that they want the driver to pull over so they can get off the ride.


She said, "Ilugar lang."


Driver says, "Sa unahan lang, bawal dinhi." (roughly translates: OK, we'll pull over up ahead, it's not allowed here.)


Lady goes, "ILUGAR LANG!"


Damn, I mean she said it herself. When you say "Ilugar lang," you are actually telling the driver to find a decent place to pull over. That way, it's a lot different from saying "Stop the car!" or "Halt!"


The rest of the passengers ended up snapping at her for contradicting herself.


...


About a couple of hundred meters down the road the driver hollers to a street vendor to buy a stick of cigarette. I was thinking to myself, he's not gonna light up here...


He did. Right in front of the "No Smoking" sign on his windshield.


...


These encounters reminded me of the recent issue (well, actually it's an age-old issue) where ANOTHER college student was suspected to have died after going through hazing trying to join a fraternity. A LAW fraternity at that. I mean, what's the point of taking law when you break it even before graduating? Repeatedly, and intentionally. These people kill with no remorse.


Since 1970, there has been at least one hazing-related death on a US college campus each year(HTTP://www.greeklife.uconn.edu/hazing_stats.html)


Given that there are hundreds of campuses in the US, you figure out how many kids are murdered by the organization they're trying to join every year. It's crazy. No, it's stupid. You invite people to join you, and then kill them when they try? You're worse than serial killers. At least they didn't promise their victims anything.


You should get far worse penalties than serial killers do.


Monday, August 13, 2007

sleepy

...buzz...
he awoke with a start
and tried to rub
the sleep from his eyes but
the sleep clung on

even as he,

s l u g g i s h,

grabbed his towel
and walked,

l a z i l y,

to the bathroom

past the dining table where
from a cup
coffe steam licked at his nose
beckoning him
to "sit and talk a while..."
(no, i'm not going
to quote the whole thing)

he ignored the steam.
and was greeted by cold
in the bathroom.
he used his hands
.
.
.
to sprinkle some water on
his bare chest
and face
to drive the sleep away.

eventually he would win.

but
not
for
long.

sleep would have it's victory.
at work.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

updates, updates...

i'm now connected with Iligan Light and Power, Inc, would you believe, as a PROGRAMMER? basically i've just completed my career switch process (haha murag big deal) from being a Physics instructor to the IT field.

anyway, that's really not important to the story right now. what i really want is to share this amazing hallmark moment of my kids. ehehehe...


click to see a bigger image...

Saturday, February 17, 2007

balance

I had a great time singing at Dzyr Resto-bar last night. It felt so great that we sang for two hours longer than usual. Yep. We sang from 7:30 until 12:00 midnight, dividing our songs into two sets only. That would work out to about 2 hours per set! Anyway, I lost my voice in the end, but it was worth it. hehehe.

Sadly, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you and slapping you in the face with an anaconda when you start to let down your guard. I got that slapping this morning - I lost my phone.

Need I say more?

Monday, January 22, 2007

derek & mulan


you were a sunbeam across my dark, dusty cell,
showing me a single bright spot on the roof
where you entered, without warning and without hesitation
to pry my eyes open with your warmth and light

and for the first time i saw
where the voices were coming from
and who they were, that they weren't inside my head
but from my closed heart, waiting

to be set free and out of their cages
to allow me to feel again, emotions
long shunned and shut in,
to never be heard from or felt again

as the bright spot grows with you
my eyes see more, (i see a little outside now)
and sights i'd long forgotten wash over me
pulsing, surging, almost drowning me

but not quite.