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July 30, 2004

"Happy" is Dead

My students and my colleagues all call me "Benito", which is fine, because not only is that my given name, but it's a lot more formal than my nickname, "Happy". That name has always carried with it a laugh, which is great to melt the ice, but on occasion a stigma that I'm someone you can never take too seriously. That too is okay, until you're introduced to Vice Presidents at Citibank or the Country Manager of Credit Suisse Private Banking. My former boss would call me "Happy" but would introduce me as "Benito" when we're in business circles.

So now, since my wife calls me by another name (the sound emitted by a certain farm animal), and all but a few friends in Philly call me "Benito", "Happy" seems to be fading fast.

I guess this is when I start to miss it.

July 29, 2004

Batman Begins

The Bat is back. This time, he's played by one of the prettiest actors around: Christian Bale. For Christ's sake, he is beautiful (if you ever saw Reign of Fire or Equilibrium, you'll remember those lats), so give me my moment!
July 28, 2004

The Philippines: Marshmallow

Foreign Minister Alexander Downer has inflamed tension with the Philippines, suggesting it acted like a "marshmallow" and provoking a formal protest from Manila.

The Philippines will demand Australia's ambassador attend a dressing-down today, following similar action by Spain yesterday over Mr Downer's claim that its withdrawal from Iraq had also encouraged terrorists.

No reason to get hurt. Australia is still reeling from the fact that Bush had them sold on the war and finding WMDs. Not that we weren't, and indeed, had Angelo dela Cruz not been hostaged, we might have stayed in Iraq to please our American friends. Whatever the reason, we have now joined the coalition of the unwilling. And that's okay by me. You don't burn the house down to catch a mouse, Mr. Bush.

Ruffa's Heating Up: "B*tch Diva"?

The comments here on BV about Ruffa Gutierrez are flaming!

I, the anti ruffa does not make sira to your idol. She is the one who made ruined her so called reputations. She is the bitch diva who has a thing for money. ( thats why she went to brunei to find her rich prince but she ended up in turkey ). She wants to be known as a best actress but the scam did not work either and yes she got away with it by paying someone of course, and last but not least she is the bitch diva who does not care for other people feelings especially her poor assistants who does everything for her. She is nothing but a liar liar bitch and I believe in saying what goes around, comes around.

Aaah, but can she sing like a diva?

July 26, 2004

Diet May Anak Na (Pala)

Kainis! Sobrang huli na ako sa balita na may anak si Diether Ocampo sa isang non-showbiz coed. Aba, uso pa palang tawagin ang isang babaeng magaaral na "co-ed"! Pero ang malupit dyan ay, ayon sa tsene, e tanggap daw ni Kristine Hermosa na may anak sa iba ang kanyang BF! Lupit! Kung ako yon, di lang warla, sulian nang kandila!

Pero mas nagulat ako na ama na pala si Tonton Gutierrez sa isang "baby girl" sa asawa nyang (dapat linawin na asawa, ahem) si Glydel Mercado (na nakita ko na na ubod nang laki ang mga mata). Ang pangalan daw ay "Aneeza", na pinagsamang pangalan ng dalawang magulang. Diba dapat "Tondel" o kaya ay "Glyton"? Ang gulo!

July 25, 2004

Wretched?

As I read this article, several things come to mind:

As de la Cruz ponders on these questions and on his future, he is very sure of one thing, according to press reports. He would till a two-hectare farm and go back to farming, just like what an entire generation of de la Cruzes had done before him. My brotherly advise to him is No. Forget it. Find another overseas job but work in a country with the least of work-related hazards. Don’t go back to farming unless your agenda is to live on a hand-to-mouth existence. And unless you want to starve your eight kids.

I am a farmer myself and I will tell you why.

The Filipino farmer generally lives a wretched life. That we are the wretched of the earth is an apt description on who we are.

"Wretched" is a strong word. I would normally use it only to describe non-human conditions, such as the taste of coffee from a vending machine or, say, a movie. To call the life of the Filipino farmer -- all Filipino farmers -- as "wretched" is to me both desultory and self-defeating.

Sure, I may be too optimistic for my own good, farmers do have it hard in the Philippines, maybe even hopeless in many cases. The numbers sure seem helpless:

The Filipino farmer generally lives a wretched life. That we are the wretched of the earth is an apt description on who we are. For example, a typical rice farmer gets P15,000 a year, per hectare, net. The most efficient rice farmer nets roughly P35,000 to P40,000 per hectare, a year. At the most, the two hectares of Angelo will give him P80,000 net a year from rice farming. Filipino truck drivers overseas can ear that amount in two months or less.

But "wretched", to my mind, is also destitute, even worthless, almost void of pride. Certainly those qualities do not fully describe the Filipino farmer, an individual so downtrodden but not without dignity? One would, publicly, reserve the words "wretched of the earth" to describe other more abominable beings. For example, for irresponsible columnists with sticks up their asses.

If the point of the article, hence, is to discourage Angelo dela Cruz from returning to his farming roots, can it not be done without slamming and dissing on the Filipino farmer? I have relatives, friends and in-laws who are farmers, yet the thought of them being in a "wretched" state is far from their mind. Everyone's had hard times, but if you call yourself "wretched of the earth" you might be so utter a failure that you can't even believe that better times are ahead. Admitting you are a loser will no doubt make you one.

Of course, I cannot argue with Mr. Ronquillo if he so believes -- being a farmer himself -- that the life of a Filipino farmer is indeed "wretched". How I wish it was at least a bit more bearable for him, that way he might have stuck to farming and saved us the bloated self-pity of his Sunday column.

The Bourne Supremacy

Went to go see Spidey2 but got to see this one instead; no regrets, this movie is nonstop, techno-jungle paced spy movie action that has you guessing and fully engaged with what Jason Bourne is going to do next. The pace is exhilirating, the action sequences shot with handheld cameras are tight, claustrophobic and confused -- as close to the action as you can get. In one sequence, where Jason Bourne is tossed around in the living room of an ex Treadstone agent, it's almost as if you had a view from a Jason-cam mounted on Matt Damon's forehead. He fights with a rolled up magazine convulsing amidst lightning quick reflexes -- no BMWs, martinis or Pussy Galores.

Having said that, it also needs to be said that Joan Allen is not too shabby for a 48 year old. And, for you LOTR fans out there, here's a chance for you to see your beloved Carl Urban in action again, armed but unmounted.

The best part of Bourne Supremacy is its tightly-written and tensely twisting script, a requirement, apparently, of Damon, who was only interested in doing a sequel to Identity if the script was rock-solid. Indeed, it was, keeping the audience guessing at every turn what the lead will do next, how the CIA will react -- and who will get popped.

And, if for some reason you can't see the entire movie, see it for the car chase scene at the end. Better than Ronin (Audi, 'nuf said), better than French Connection (a Pontiac chasing a train!), better than The Transporter (one BMW, a fleet of Peugeots, and a bunch of car sick bank robbers). Bourne speeds through Moscow with a broken leg, a bullet in his shoulder and a bottle of vodka in The Little Taxi That Could. That handbrake is your friend in this car chase where, it seems, the threshold for human pain has been stretched to an airbag-less world. Damon's Bourne is both indestructible and determined: really about the only two things needed to pull off Jason Bourne. All in all, a well-made movie that's worth every heart-pounding minute.

Although Ultimatum was the weakest of the Bourne series, I can't wait to see it made.

July 19, 2004

Jay Leno on RP Pullout

Jay Leno:

"A new world record has been set in the 100 meter dash,” Leno said on his television show Wednesday. “It was set by Filipino troops fleeing Iraq.”

The other night Leno made fun of the fact that the Philippines only had 51 soldiers:

“Fifty-one? P Diddy has a bigger posse than that. ‘Come on, everybody in the Humvee. We’re leaving,’ “
Okay by me. We had no business to be in Bush's War in the first place.

Vesters on Kris Aquino

This one found here at BV.

Everdearest kris,

I am like you.. Loving without buts and ifs..without conditions..fully trusting..always the second best..but it is said what is due to Juan should be for him.
I always watch and try to update myself with your situation through TFC here in Dubai. i am not a hypocrite nor a saint but as I could analyze it.. YOU ARE A VERY STRONG WOMAN WITH ALL THE EXCELLENT TALENTS..
I admire you for being so honest and brave enough to ask forgiveness for the people youve hurt and for giving lessons for the people who are trying to use you. GMA MUST PAY FOR THAT..DONT LET THEM STEP OVER YOU..
Nevertheless let the courts decide and judge. Dont say a single word against them but try to leave everything to your lawyer.
I know that you trying to straighten your life..JUST HOLD ON and STAND FIRM ON YOUR PRINCIPLE AND HAVE FAITH IN GOD.

Inspiration for those needing it.

July 16, 2004

New Job, No Blog

Haven't had the time to do much of anything, except sleep and work: the new job needs me in by 7:30 but lets me out by 4. Once I get home, I figure I DO have better things to do than blog! (Like go to the gym, clean around the house, or, better yet, prepare for my Marketing lecture the next day.)

I do however have something interesting: I've started a 2 glasses of wine a day policy, to help me sleep at night. The 7:30 schedule means I have to start my day at 5:15 or so, since the train ride's about 45 minutes. Fabulous invention, this wine in a box, it's like I have Merlot on tap! Stays fresh, and you can keep drinking.

July 11, 2004

GBV at TLA

THE news that I've been waiting for: Guided By Voices is headed to the Theatre of Living Arts on Friday September 10. Could this be their last tour? Heck, I'm still seeing them.
July 10, 2004

Dela Cruz Free?

Some people in Manila thought so, but alas, Angelo dela Cruz is still in the hands of his captors who have extended their deadline. I hope he gets home safely.

On a lighter note, CNN.com's website had this picture in its index page:

Teddy Casino?

I believe that's BAYAN leader and former POLSCI 10 classmate Teddy Casino, no doubt later troubled by the premature celebrations. Can anyone verify this?

July 09, 2004

OFW E-Cards

Now I know this is a pretty good idea: an ATM and ID card in one for the OFW. Plus, the old certificate is easy to misplace, and the ATM will let you access your Philippine peso account (with a fee, I can't tell). But why is it that you can only access one bank -- Equitable PCI -- with it? If they will let you get on the ATM network that Equitable is on (is that Blancnet or Megablink?) why can't you access any other bank? Oh, that's another round of bureaucracy, right, right. For now, Equitable is an inequitable step ahead of other banks (read: DBP or PNB?) in serving the high-earning, high-remittance OFWs.
July 07, 2004

The Wily Filipino on Borgy Manotoc and the Pathology of Amnesia

One of the best blog entries I've read in a while, on an interesting topic: Borgy Manotoc.

His is a different form of celebrity -– not the regular kind that comes with entertainers, or the kind that attends notoriety -– but it is a form that celebrates his good looks even as his origins are alluded to, then discursively erased. In the warped world of Philippine politics and its happy entanglement with entertainment, the lack of retributive justice – encapsulated here in Borgy’s stardom -– is the appalling failure on the part of the government (in collusion with the media, and the amnesiac fans) to learn from the errors of history. To see the smiling face of Borgy is to see the face of his grandfather laughing.

I, too, dislike the fact that Borgy, like the rest of the Marcoses, walk untramelled by the sins of their past. Indeed, Borgy may not have been to blame, but he must feel at least ashamed. Or, has his mother taught him so well? (And Tim Yap, former Benetton (see Gift Gate) model turned columnist -- or the other way around -- gives Borgy's Swatch endorsement even more irony.)

Does it hurt more to think that Borgy once dated Sarah Meier?

Borgy's Ex

Read The Wily Filipino here.

GMA Halts Troop Deployment as Hostage is Held

In perhaps the most prominent move so far in her new presidency (maybe second to the DSWD appointee), GMA yanks troop support for the Iraqi occupation under pressure from:

Three armed and masked men stood behind the seated hostage, threatening to kill him if the Philippines doesn't pull out within three days. A banner on the wall behind them identified the captors as a previously unknown group, the Iraqi Islamic Army-Khaled bin al-Waleed Corps.

Read about it here.

It's not really the 50 or so military personnel we've sent -- that doesn't compare to the 4,100 Filipinos working in the U.S. military bases in Iraq.

July 02, 2004

Weekly Recap (July 2)

A few things ventured into my centerscreen:

1. Imelda, the movie, has apparently been hit by a restraining order and is on appeal at the SC for reversal for having such absurd grounds too delicious and vile (at the same time!) to mention here. Ew-ew-ew. Imelda, the person, has made it her birthday wish for the SC to stop showing the movie for good. Okay to show "The Passion", even if it is at face anti-Semitist. But not okay to show Imelda, the movie (okay that's the last time), because it's about the loathsome, crude and shamelessly entertaining life of the wife of the former dictator.

2. Jinggoy apparently didn't get a Senate office. Hint hint.

3. And, pandesal now costs a whopping P2 per piece. I remember it at two for P1, and Coke (sa plastic) was P1 too. The good news is the pandesal, says the Philippine Federation of Bakers Association (wha?), is now bigger and heavier.

Claudine Barreto

As a result of global warming (how else do I explain it?), there are now nearly 200 comments on my short entry on Claudine Barreto speaking her mind (and on the mic) as she trips while descending a flight of stairs onstage. Warning: some of the comments are explicit, but overall thoroughly enjoyable.

Maybe I should turn Freelance Philippines into a bulletin board for celebrity chitchat. Seems like people are more interested in gossip and rant than trying to make a buck. :-(

Hey, creative pros, where you at?

Celebrity Sighting 2

Not as exciting as seeing Jerry Orbach in a patient's gown sitting in the waiting area at Sloan Kettering, but last week I saw Annie Lennox crossing the street with two other people here in downtown Philly. She was in town for a concert, and it looked like she was on her way to get some coffee at Cosi.