nakakalumo. you are at a party enjoying your food while you chat with your friends or at school as you listen to the teacher while you think of the games you and your friends are going to play after class. how does it feel to be buried alive? i do not want to know and i cannot imagine. thousands of people were buried alive, an entire barangay wiped off the map. again. i thought the day couldn't possibly go worse after learning about what happened in leyte. but here comes the mayor of the damned barangay itself in an interview speaking like she had just been asked of her opinion on the mark and jeneline love team, giggling and letting out little laughs out of her difficulties in speaking in tagalog. her feeling fortunate of still being alive probably lurked at the back of her mind more than her own people's deaths, nevertheless if only i could kick her shameless calloused ass i would and bury her alive as well. but somehow her actions did not surprise me at all for i have seen this scene many times in tv like that saturday morning which greeted me with people flinging up their hands to the camera at the sight of corpses piled just beside them. I loath the idea that someday our concept of grief of a mass massacre in the evening news is in the same level as to how we bawl over the death of the protagonist in the telenovela that follows right after. i do not know if i'm making any valid point but it seems this country has been stripped of her capacity to feel and has shrinked down into a state of bluntness and apathy. i might be wrong but this is how i see it. perhaps we are on the brink of cultural breakdown where the rich have become indifferent, the poorest of the poor have become depersonalized and the middle class who are busy, desperately trying to claw up out of the prowling poverty have become more apathetic. the rich has become indifferent and the more it becomes apparent to them the hopelessness of their own land, the more they move away far from their own society and so they find refuge by simply washing their hands and stripping themselves off the what ever "Filipino" they posses. the poor has become depersonalized and have become infallibly immune to their situation and has lost any hope of making their situation better so to simply care or think seemed to be of no use to them. the middle class lies between the two, some indifferent and some hopeless but everyone's apathetic to everyone else. it seems that the line between the evening news and the fantaserye that follows it has become thinner and thinner to the point that there are areas in which they already overlap. about the tragedy it irritates me to hear people trying to sound helpful and useful by talking about how to prevent this sort of tragedy to happen again. listening to them is exhausting enough, they do not know how pathetic it is. this has happened before in ormoc. the stampede has happened before. are there still undiscovered form of catashrope aside from global warming? where have all our scientists or geologists gone hiding? it was said that they knew the rainfall the last few weeks in leyte has doubled or even tripled, yet no one was true enough to his or her profession at least, that he or she could have made a scientific observation and eventually a credible scientific prediction. ganito na ba ka backward and dehado ang larangan nang siensya (science) dito sa pinas? o talaga lang nag si alisan na ang lahat at wala nang natirang matino o matalino sa PAG-ASA. wala na bang PAG-ASAng umusad ang PAG-ASA? mukha nga. this morning i came upon a cover story of a 2001 issue of newsweek , the 10 worst countries in the world. stated here are 3 main underlying causes similar between these coutnries which are political instability, business or economic corruption and civilian irresponsibility. (i forgot the exact words) if that does not ring any bell then i don't know what can. it wouldn't come as a surprise if the world would think that this country is trying her very hard to making it on the list. may the victims of leyte tragedy REST IN PEACE. and so is this country (soon)
2/19/2006
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St. Bernard is where I come from, hometown of my mother, place of my childhood, mountains of memories...
My Grade 2-cousin is still inside that classroom in Ginsaugon elememtary school, or probably among those who made a tapping sound on the roof, feet and feet below mud and rocks. Yesterday the rescuers, my uncles among many, had more hope than ever that there are still those alive.
Please, please, just make the weather cooperate, and the operations swift. 2days without food and with limited oxygen is hard enough.
sana tama na. ang dami nang trahedya sa bansa natin.
we are sinking deeper and deeper. sana nga tama na. wala na sanang kasunod ito.
the only thing most of us can do now is to pray for those who were trapped and died. may they rest in peace. and for their families, whatever is left of it, to be strong amidst all these.
veraleigh, sorry to hear that. sana nga marami pang nakaligtas, hindi ko talaga ma imagine mga bata pa naman.
oo nga ang dami na taagang trahedya sana mabawasan naman at hindi madagdagan
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