Mukhang kagalang-galang na ako ngayon, mga tol. Sa galaw at salita. At pag sinumpong, pati sa suot. Pero di ako ganito mula pagkabata. Me panahong astang lumpen ako bok. Siga sa suot at salita. Pati sa gawa kung kelangan.
Tibak kasi ako nung kabataan ko, at marami akong barkada na ganundin. Kahit galing kami lahat sa uring petiburgis, talagang itinulak namin ang sarili na bumabad sa masa, at umastang masa. Maski minsan e O.A. na, at wala sa lugar.
Ganun kami nun ng mga barkada ko. Puro barumbadong maka-masang intelektwal-kulturati-kuno. Sipilyo, twalyang Good Morning, bolpen, at pang-Grade 6 na notbuk. Yun lang halos ang baon namin, pwede nang bumabad sa purok-iskwater. Continue reading “Basically naman pala e.”
Eto posporo, sindihan mo na yan is a friendly taunt commonly traded among Metro Manila jeepney drivers when they pass by a stalled vehicle, most often (but not always) another dilapidated jeepney. The English translation cannot capture the accompanying smirk and mocking tone that’s typical of the jeepney driver, who has long adopted a fatalistic sense of humor to survive the metropolitan jungle. Image courtesy of thumbs.dreamstime.com
It’s Election Day in the Philippines today. My ears are glued to the wall-to-wall radio coverage of the proceedings, while my Twitter feed is focused on the #vote2013 and #halalan2013 hashtags. Occasionally I check the KontraDaya site for updates.
Voters and BEIs are getting frustrated about PCOS machines that don’t work, CF cards that can’t be read, ballots rejected because they are too wide or smeared easily by ink, paraphernalia sent to the wrong precincts, and so on and so forth. This is not to mention the older methods of electoral cheating—some subtler, some more brazen, which have long existed and have merely adjusted to the new AES environment.
