Now this gives me something to write about. It has been six years since I was involved in an on-road collision. And I’ve never been involved in anything more than bended fenders and crack headlamps. Being the defensive driver, I’m confident in saying that I might just even be partially responsible for one (out of the three). Being through the experience means that I’ve been through the hassles of trading words with the other party, filing statements and police reports, appearing in preliminary judicial investigations (where you just affirm that you’ll settle outside court), then mooching the insurance company to shell out money.
I find it quite interesting that our “first-world” counterparts are so obsessed with health and safety regulations even to the point of absurdity (and stupidity, in some arguments). There are just so many things you can’t do in those parts of the world and practically everything needs to have a warning sticker label slapped on them mentioning you can’t eat the plastic or that walking through glass panels can hurt you. You might laugh at “Warning: This product can burn eyes.” slapped on a curling iron. Ever thought of curling your eyelashes? Better use something that’s not too hot.
But take our case for example, where health and safety are two words that have not been and will never be part of Filipino English vocabulary. Even the concepts of health and safety are just too vague concepts for us with which to even bother.
I don’t get Bayani Fernando. I think that he should orient himself to the fields of semantics and pragmatics for the prime reason that there are things that he’s doing that just doesn’t make sense.
Juxtaposing his Metro Gwapo signs with those tarps of his featuring his smug mugshot isn’t all to coherent. I mean, let’s face it. 1) Blue and pink aren’t the best of color combinations and 2) he’s not one of the best looking people out there. These things just don’t quite justify the presence of “gwapo” there.
And related to those tarps with his mug on them, why did he ban billboards and yet post tarps of his own? I mean, I’d rather see billboards of Roxanne Guinoo in a bikini than stare at his deadpan face with some cheesy words about how he won’t cry for the poor.
Oh yes, and another thing about those tarps. How large are those? I mean why have your self-promotion tarps in gargantuan sizes and yet have warning and advisory signs the size of short bond paper. Like this one for example:
Just isn’t logical. And yet I have to deal with his nonsense in pink and blue everyday I’m out on the road. I could cite a lot of other things but paying attention to this drivel is giving me a migraine. And that isn’t worth the trouble.
Kids these days… At 24, I really feel too old and I’m starting to complain a lot at how a lot of kids these days are a little too bratty (or too emo) for my taste. Yeah, I’ve had spats with my old folks back then, but I was never like this kid.
Slappin’ yo’ momma like she was yo biatch? Damn. Makes you feel scared of the possibility that you’d be responsible for bringing such spawns into the world.
Too bad, that in the US, they can’t whoop kids asses. If this kid did this here, he would’ve been lucky if it’s just the belt buckle. Hehehe. Remember that LA Lopez song, “Ang batang lumaki sa sinturon, hindi na lalaki. Hindi na lalaki.” Damn, no wonder LA Lopez grew up to be such a wuss.
I avoided blogging about that anti-Pinoy OFW article Malu Fernandez wrote some time ago. The rest of the Pinoy blogosphere, however, raised hell over it. If I was in the mood, I probably have joined in the Malu-bashing. While, one friend of mine thinks that the whole issue was one of the typical (over)reaction for any anti-Filipino reaction or comment. Whether it’s a failure of the editorial process or just a tasteless comment from Malu Fernandez, the point is, I just hate blatant crass comments based on social class coming from someone like her.
This article is nearly a week old but Malu Fernandez just can’t keep her mouth shut (or her fingers curled back). Any Pinoy blogger would probably be interested reading on since it’s Malu again writing with a title “The problem with blogging….”
Hi! I'm Alex, a 20-something blogger. I'm finally reorienting this blog to focus more on my takes on the discourses of social media. But don't be shocked if I still get to post about the mundane, the asinine, and the trivial. Feel free to contact me.
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