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Somebody take me to Jollitown~

Somebody take me to Jollitown~



On Senatorial Elections 2013 

Something a friend posted on Facebook at around 12 midnight:image(I feel sad that people say that the voters “didn’t use their minds” that’s why the election results are like this, even to the point that the “rationale” of the vote ends up to seem directly proportional to the access of the candidates’ profiles, i.e. through the internet, TV, etc.

I know that it’s a big thing to have information about the candidates, but it doesn’t mean that those who have limited access to this no longer weigh their options.

In our province, for example, the nearest internet shop in the barrio is 30 minutes away, but every night when they get together or in the morning over coffee before the farmers go to the field, the elections is usually part of what they talk about. They exchange what they hear from the radio, and they try to recall what agricultural programs the candidates have introduced.

In other words, they weigh and judge these candidates because of the help they are expecting to get in their context [as farmers]. I won’t be surprised if we get different votes from fishers, farmers, students, corporate workers, construction workers, soldiers, etc.

Isn’t that the very point of democracy?

Let’s accept fully whatever the results may be, and continue to be watchful and responsible citizens.

P.S. I am also very much against Binay, but 8 million Filipinos voted for her. 8 million. That should say something.”)

Deviant that I am, I admit to being part of the online majority who hates the imminent probability of having Binay as Senator. God knows how disappointed I am that she and a handful others are currently topping the results, and that my candidates (esp. Hontiveros and Casiño) are not. Even more crushing is hearing about the many cases of electoral violence and corruption that have taken place not only (though most extensively) today but also for the past months. My first reaction to hearing the news (right after waking up at around 10PM) goes something along the lines of “Seriously, Philippines? Is that the best you can do? Seriously??” In other words, I get it; the inefficience of the system in itself is something to be bitter about, more so that none of what you wanted will seem to take place.

But that’s not enough cause to just be depressed and keep on hating the results (and the rest of the country, for that matter); you won’t gain anything by that. You have to realize that the elections is just one (though quite an essential) part of the process. Life goes on. Just because the people who might be seated in the Senate for the next six years aren’t those whom you had hoped for doesn’t mean that you couldn’t do anything anymore. It might be difficult, but everyone has to continue striving for a better Philippines—-to continue striving for ourselves.

And for another thing, we might want to reconsider thinking other people stupid for voting for their candidates. They might not think the way we do, but that doesn’t mean that they made the wrong decisions. It’s like saying I’m stupid for liking the color green just because you like the color red.

Try putting yourself in their shoes and see why we’re getting the results we’re getting, or if that’s too difficult, the mere fact that Binay has gotten almost 10 million votes now does say something. She didn’t attend a single debate and has (in my opinion) shitty credentials, but is fifth in having the most votes so far. I’m inclined to think that she didn’t just get that because of her surname; she /did/, as reported in the news, go out of her way to make sure that she was able to reach the most people in person instead of joining the other senatoriables in debates (given her limited time during the campaign period), and it worked. No matter how much we think she’s not qualified for the job, she was able to maximize her campaign in a way that managed to save her a seat in Senate. I may not like her, but I’m going to have to put up with her for six more years. Might as well suck it up.



She scampers out and about into the nighttime sun glaring at the sweet caress of the pavement banging its ears to the dark beating of the whistling wind – an hour and a half of jumping up and about on the mirage of a coldhearted soliloquy banging its head to the drumming of the waves surging to the sudden halt of waking up.

She scampers out and about into the nighttime sun glaring at the sweet caress of the pavement banging its ears to the dark beating of the whistling wind – an hour and a half of jumping up and about on the mirage of a coldhearted soliloquy banging its head to the drumming of the waves surging to the sudden halt of waking up.




All the books I’ve yet to read; all the movies

yet unwatched; all the music still unlistened to

on one hand make me sad;

 

but also on the other make my heart fill with

much wonder—about the vast infinity of what

the mind can muster—

 

for all the world to listen to, and all the world

to share: all the beauty written, filmed, and

played—the truth for us laid bare.



Saliw 

Sa pagtibok ng tugtuging sarili,

Nagising; bumangon; sa galak umindak—

Kaluguran ang sa kanya’y hatid

Ng bawat awit na ng puso’y batid.

First attempt at poetry in Filipino. I think I’d better stick to English for the meantime.