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The People’s Anger

February 3, 2015 • Leave a Comment

* pic from Google Images

I had been wanting to write about my feelings and thoughts about the horrendous events that led to the massacre of 44 Special Action Force commandos of the Philippine National Police last Sunday, 25 January. I had been constantly weeping with every news bit, feeling the pain (or maybe not even an iota of it) of loss as if I was a family member, too. My heart feels just about ready to burst with emotions over the whole thing.

Into the second week and there has been no clear admissions from the government or the BIFF / MILF on what, how and why things happened the way they did and who will answer for it all. And that is why any Filipino who gives a damn, whether they be simply asking, looking for an answer or extremely heated and agitated, pushing for an all-out war, is on his/her chosen platform on the internet, venting his/her frustration.

And this brings me to how I was able to cohesively form my thoughts and finally put them down in words. A friend’s status update on Facebook started it all. I am not dissing his views, nor am I wanting to pick a fight with him. He does have interesting views but those views do not really sit well with what I believe because of what my logic tells me. No one has to agree with me here. And I have no wish to pick a fight. Like I said, I am just laying down what I think.

I shall present the thoughts in he said-she said fashion, his version being the screen cap. Here goes…

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1. Yes, Filipinos, do continue to send criticisms along PNoy’s way and that is exactly what he deserves because he is accountable. He had knowledge of the ops, he said so himself, and as Commander in Chief, any botched operation, especially one as big as this, falls on him. He gave the go signal, he should be able to own up to it. Not point fingers.
2. Yes, they knew part of the job would be getting shot and dying. Slaughtered, even. We all know that too. But to (mis)quote one of the SAF commandos who aired out his frustration in a forum with Mar Roxas, how can this country be worth dying for when the government cannot protect its warriors? That sentiment, to me, goes beyond the Mamasapano clash. Have you seen our force’s equipment? They’re pathetic. How do you defend your country and your constitution with such? Bakit sila kailangang mamatay samantalang pwede sanang nakapagpadala ng reinforcements para maiwasan silang mamatay? On that note, bakit tayo nagkakanlong ng mga teroristang may kakayahang pumatay sa ating mga kawal at sa ating mamamayan nang walang kahirap-hirap?
3. It was not a misencounter. It was a botched covert ops. This was not planned properly or if it were, it included the shootout. If you ask me, the men were sent there to be ambushed. More than being killed, they were executed. Mutilated. Robbed. Am not a military analyst. Am just a writer obsessed with the military and its tactics and I can’t help but turn the events over and over in my head. These men were commando elite forces. Elite forces do not commit mistakes as big as this. It would have been impossible for them to not know what the terrain was or who lived there. It simply did not make sense.

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4. Not all Muslims are bad people. In fact, many Muslims advocate peace because that is what Islam teaches. But these extremist Muslims who claim Mindanao to be their home have become terrorists out for blood. The policemen were not supposed to be there? ‘Yun na nga ang pinagtatalunan. Because they were supposed to be there. They were going to serve an arrest warrant for the international terrorists who have been hiding in that area. We Filipinos are not desired by them? I’m sorry, but aren’t they themselves Filipino? Where do they live anyway? Besides, give them their own piece of land dahil iba sila ng relihiyon? Paano kung humiling din ng ganyan ang INC? O ang mga Chinese na narito sa Pilipinas? Autonomous region na naman? This is the Philippines. Not Luzon Republic or Visayas Republic or Mindanao Republic. Live with it. Or leave it be. We can accommodate each one’s differences, create laws to protect these individual rights where religious practices are concerned but what they want is more than just too much.

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5. I dunno about the other whiners who criticize our laws. I have not enough knowledge to diss what’s in that compilation of regulations na subject to individual interpretation naman and easily circumvented especially if the offender is a (high-ranking) government official. My desire is simple. I want peace but I don’t want us, I don’t want this government mollycoddling bad people – Muslim, Christian, Filipino, foreigner. Evil knows no race. The MNLF, the MILF, the BIFF… what have they done for me to believe they are not there to sow terror? That they have not been sowing terror even with the ceasefire agreement? When it comes to this BBL, can we think things through and make sure that this law does not let the terrorists have the upper hand? Why is the government kowtowing to their demands? Ah, oo nga. Dahil mas advanced ang weaponry nila. And they are all over the country. If the government does not give them what they want, they will start killing whoever it is na hindi kasapi sa faction nila. Muslim or Christian. Do we want that?

I am a Filipino and whether I am Christian or Muslim is beside the point. I live in this country. If I die in this country, if I die because of war, I would scream for the same justice the SAF desire – make this country worth dying for, dear government. Bigyan niyo ng proteksyon ang mamamayan niyong may totoong malasakit sa lupaing ito.

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As 2014 closes…

January 1, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Well, that was quick. Seemed just like yesterday I was celebrating New Year’s for the first time in Sibulan, marveling for the first time how easily I could breathe (there’s a happy lack of firecrackers this side of the country), looking forward to certain lovely happenings I’d planned (well, some planned by me and the family) and now… I’m looking back and wishing it didn’t end all too soon.
Thank you, 2014 for…
DSC_1267* My Dad’s 70th birthday which we celebrated together in Singapore. First time ever we were complete as a family, with the two adopted brother-priests. Yey!
* My Ninang’s safe arrival back in the Philippines to spend her retirement here.
20140916_105858* My first trip to Japan, a country which I found out I love to bits.
* Winning my first ever big prize from a raffle draw – A FRIGGIN’ FORD RANGER! MY OWN TRUCK!
img1419408394355I will say there have been things I am not proud of. Stuff I had not been able to accomplish, but hey. i’m still alive. God has not struck me down which makes it possible for me to rectify this new year what I hadn’t done in the last 12 months.
Thank you to my family, who are always in my heart. Thank you, friends, old, new, renewed, may we continue on this path of friendship for more years to come. Thank you God, for my experiences, for my trials, for my gifts. I could not ask for more save for your continued presence in my life.
Have a wonderful year, peeps! Live, laugh, love!

* image from www.hdwallpapersos.com via Google Images

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Have you met your dream guy?

December 8, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Those who followed the stories of my NBI Boys (Heracles, Gabe, Ace and Louie) might have noticed one character that suddenly went missing from the gang. I had no plans for him when I finished the whole series until this exchange deal I had with PHR author Dream Grace. She named one of her heroines after me and so I get to name one of mine after her. And I paired her with the last NBI boy, Isaac.

To be published soon, but here’s an excerpt (as published from Bookware’s site) for your reading pleasure. Ladies (and gents), Once Upon A Dream

Tumikhim siya nang medyo malakas para ipaalam sa customer na nakabalik na siya at saka muling pumuwesto sa likod ng counter. In-on niya ang computer at naghintay. Nang naghintay nang naghintay.
At akalain ba niyang wala na pala siyang kasama roon? Wala nang kumakaluskos kahit saan kaya ibig sabihin, nag-iisa na sa shop si Dream.
She hissed habang pinapaikot ang bilog ng mga mata.
Inikot niya ang inuupuan para humarap na lang sa computer. Nag-open siya ng bagong word file habang ine-engage sa diskusyon ang sarili.
“Magba-browse daw, bigla namang umalis. Aba, eh malay ba natin kung dahil napakatagal mo sa banyo kaya nainip iyon kahihintay. Malay mo kung may importanteng lakad iyon. At bakit naman affected ako sa pag-disappear niya? Customers do that all the time, anyway. Ano’ng masama kung lumarga ’yung tao? Palagay mo ganoon ka kaimportante para pagpaalaman niya? Sino ka ba sa kanya? Hindi ka naman niya nanay. Lalong hindi ka niya girlfriend. Oo, hindi nga, pero sayang ang benta. Baka umalis ’yun kasi hindi naasikaso.”
“Miss?” Medyo malamig ang kamay na dumantay sa bisig ni Dream.
Gulat na napahiyaw siya bago napalingon. At saka niya na-experience sa unang pagkakataon ang tinatawag na pagso-short circuit ng utak. Gumiwang ang mundo niya na tila ba biglang napakabilis ng ikot ng daigdig, daig pa iyong octopus ride na nasakyan niya minsan sa peryaan sa bayan.
Ito! Ganito ang tipo ng lalaking pinapangarap maging first love! First kiss. First everything! Iyong tipong masarap titigan dahil gumuguwapo ito habang tumatagal. Iyong mabango pero hindi umaalingasaw. Sapat lang na mahikayat ang kahit sino para singhut-singhutin ito sa leeg. Iyong tipo ng dibdib na masarap sandalan. Iyong tipo ng mga bisig na masarap yumakap.
At kailangan nga yata niya ng yakap nito lalo at nagpatuloy ang sensasyon na tila gumigiwang siya. Huli na nang mapagtanto niyang kaya pala gayon ay nag-tilt nang totohanan ang kanyang inuupuan. Before she could hold on to anything, nabuwal na si Dream nang tuluyan.

“Ay, palaka!”
Parang slow motion na eksena sa isang pelikula ang pagkakasaksi ni Isaac sa pagharap sa kanya ng babae matapos niyang tapikin ito. Mapapansin sana niya ang simpleng kagandahan nito kung hindi nangyari ang sumunod na nangyari.
Kitang-kita niya kung paano namilog muna ang mga mata ng kaharap bago tumagilid iyong inuupuan nito. Alam na alam niyang ang kasunod niyon ay tuluyang mao-off balance ito. Sa isip niya, inihanda niya ang sarili na saluhin ang dalaga para hindi masaktan pero ang sumunod na lang niyang namalayan ay may malakas nang lumagabog at nakita niyang nasa sahig na ito.
“Okay ka lang, Miss?” Iniabot niya ang kamay para tulungan itong makatayo. “Nasaktan ka ba?”
Umiling ito at inayos ang pagkakasuot ng salamin. “Nakakahiya naman ako,” nakangiwing daing nito bago hinaplos ang gawi ng balakang. “Nagulat ako sa ’yo.”
“Obvious nga,” nakangiting turan ni Isaac, naka-extend pa din ang kamay. “Sorry ha.”
She wrinkled her nose adorably at saka kumapit sa kanya. Unang naisip niya ay kung gaano kakinis at kalambot ang palad nito. Pagkatapos ay binalot siya ng samyo ng babae nang makatayo ito sa tapat niya. She smelled warm and sugary sweet. Parang cotton candy.
“Pasensya ka na,” bahagyang natulalang aniya. “Hindi ko naisip na baka di mo ako narinig na lumapit.”
“Pasensya na din po kayo kasi bingi at tulala talaga ako kapag may iniisip.” Inikot-ikot nito ang baywang para makapag-stretch. “Weird nga daw ako, eh.”
Natawa si Isaac doon but found it hard to believe. Naisip lang niyang cute na kinakausap nito ang sarili. “Sigurado ka na okay ka lang? Puwede kitang samahan sa clinic para magpatingin.”
“Hindi na po.” Umiiling itong umatras palayo sa kanya. “Okay na po. Nakakatayo naman ako. Nakakalakad din naman. Nabugbog lang nang konti ’yung ego ko. Buti na lang may sarili akong kutson kasi baka nadamay sa bugbog ang pang-upo ko.”
Kung taba sa katawan ang tinutukoy nito bilang ‘kutson’, ewan niya kung nasaan iyon. Slim ang babae bagaman hindi payat. Sexy nga ito kung tutuusin. Sa katunayan, kung siya lang ang tatanungin, sasabihin niyang nasa tamang lugar lahat ng kurba ng katawan nito mula sa hugis ng legs, sa baywang at balakang, pati ang umbok ng dibdib…
Ipinilig ni Isaac ang ulo.

(c) Bookware Publishing Corp.

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My Hero

November 22, 2014 • Leave a Comment

* pic from Google Images

It’s awesome to read of heroes with exceptional characteristics – moneyed, successful in his chosen field, really popular or extremely a snob, ultra-good looking, a god. THE ultimate dream man.

But I think I love reading of heroes who are simple men. Ideal yet realistically existing men. One you could possibly meet on the streets, at the grocery store, driving the beat up old van beside your shiny new Ford Ranger, your neighbor who sings off key. Simple men capable of great love for their women that you find yourself falling for him as well.

That, to me, is the perfect romantic hero. Simple. Real.

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A Call To Create and Share Magic

November 5, 2014 • Leave a Comment

An upcoming performance is set to fill the PETA Theater Center with magic and wonder!

This November 14-16 and 21-23 every 10 am and 3pm, the PETA Theater Center stages Finland’s Amazing Magic Theater’s Wally Watthead and his Lost Glow. Join Wally Watthead, his best friend Simon the Simcard and leading lady Polly the Picture, as they try to find out: where did Wally’s light go?

Wally Watthead and his Lost Glow combines magic, clowning, mime, black light theatre, video, various special effects, and plenty of laughs for kids, parents — and even grandparents — to enjoy!

Tickets at Php 800 (VIP) and Php 600. Contact Ticket World at 891-999 or Ticketworld.com or the PETA Theater Center at 725 – 6244 loc 21-23, 0915-4933728 or email peta.theatercenter@gmail.com * image from https://www.facebook.com/PETATheaterCenter

 

DONOR CAMPAIGN

Fellow romance writer Angel Bautista has launched a campaign to bring 300 street children to see the show. Dubbed THE ANGELS CAMPAIGN TO BRING MAGIC TO 300 CHILDREN, we call on all kind-hearted individuals to either volunteer as a member of the staff for the show, or to sponsor at least one child. The project is slated for the 10am performance on November 15, 2014.

Need further details? You may email jette1013[at]yahoo[dot]com or send me or Angel a private message via Facebook. All donors and volunteers will receive this one-of-a-kind token of appreciation.

Share magic this Christmas! Be a Santa for the less fortunate children. And have a Blessed Christmas as early as November! 🙂

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