Thursday, May 24, 2007

Liberated Hypocrisy

Cebu, Manila, Dumaguete or wherever the place may be. People say that Filipinos have changed and adopted the "western" culture and that our lives have changed. This is hardly the truth, of course. More like, "emulated" the western culture because there is NOTHING in the western culture we have adopted, as far as I can see.

Sure you go to stores, factories and even restos and you see different themes that adopt an "American" quality of service. Tell me, when was the last time you demanded for a refund and ACTUALLY got it without a fight? You can't even do that in a Starbucks here! In fact, when was the last time you bought condoms where the cashier didn't look at you in a malicious manner? I mean c'mon, where are we trying to fool - OR IMPRESS?

Let's face it, when people say that the city is where the LIBERATED people are, it's a half-truth (or was it a half-lie?). Umm... sort of... kinda... whatever!

On weekends I go to bars and clubs and I see the "homies" listening to "gangsta" music pretending to be like the Crips or the Bloods like it's so cool to be all ghetto. I have to wonder... I don't recall anyone in my country who's proud to dress up in rags like the ones from MY ghetto like it was some trendy fashion statement. How 'bout showin' some love for the real ghetto boyz, kiddies? Man, I'll bet they'd faint at the sight of a gun let alone a knife.

Oh, let's not forgot the "vitamins for the eyes" - the babes. You see them walking all over the place in hang-out places wearing those skimpy microminis and shorts that are already at parallel with the sweet spot or beyond. Liberated? So they say! You walk around dressing for sex you're bound to get lucky, right? WRONG! Guys, these women have a disposition that would put Mother Theresa to shame. It's all for show, folks! Forget those "how to get laid" books because these women would faint at the sight of a phallus. "Tuga-tuga" is the term we most often label these socialites who like to invite more than what they can handle. They dress like sex, they look like sex and try to pass off as some independent lady but when the opportunity arises you'd be sending half of them home packing. It's no wonder rape cases are abundant. They should have ruled out all of these since the wardrobe alone said "YES".

LIBERATED is such a misconceived word, don't you think? It's synonymous to "can have sex with anyone". But in a country like this where supposedly Catholic "values" are being imposed, the people just borderline from watching, living AND ENCOURAGING scandalous movies about infidelity and keeping watch over one's own life and make sure it doesn't happen to them. If you encourage it, what do you care if it happens to you? And THEN you turn around and cry immorality to the people who shaped the way you live.

With our definition in mind, you can't be liberated and conservative at the same time. It just doesn't work! That's like saying you can't serve both God and money. This is where the hypocrisy begins.

Why pretend to be something you have learned to enjoy being while deep down inside your guilt of violating your so-called rooted values overwhelms you? Make up your mind!

Stop calling someone else a POSER and look in the mirror!

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Overwhelming Friends

There are just some people who just can't seem to get enough of the attention. The attention hogs I call them.

Kinda reminds me of those "collectors" on Friendster who merely just add and add without even realizing or noticing what the hell they are doing. Every once so often I get invitations from unknown individuals that I have never met. Of course, I added a part in my profile where it says "if you want to be added, introduce yourself". It doesn’t surprise me that few people notice and I get invitations from brain-dead members who can't read one line of my profile - never mind the fact that their appearance leaves a lot to be desired. It's pretty obvious that these hideous beings are suffering in their social lives and have recently just discovered computers and the Internet.

Discrimination aside, in the real world, having so many friends is both a good and a bad thing. Why? Well, aside from the fact that you can't keep track, typical bonds with other human beings require a certain unspoken commitment towards them. Of course, let’s not forget good old-fashioned hypocrisy brewing in our midst and women are the most common victims of this, let’s just say, obsession.

The latter issue being the most common, we all succumb from the bad seed of friendship. It never fails to happen that some duplicitous S.O.B. comes our way and really makes a mess of things. Scary as it may sound, the more friends you have, the more likely you’ll have them in your “collection”.

While it may sound very resourceful of you to have the right connections, if you really put friends in their useful place it comes to a point when you start asking yourself, “who’s using who?” Oh, well, for me it's a good thing because in the end, we all help each other.

Eventually, I would hear that whining that is all too familiar to me with my sociable acquaintances. “I don’t know who my real friends are anymore,” they would tell me. Whose fault is that then? You definitely don’t make friends by assignment and you definitely don’t have friends other than by choice! If you don't know who your real friends are then you need to re-assess your social habits. Having one friend is pathetic but having dozens is toxic, like maybe you need to resist the impulse to lay claim of friendship with just anyone you meet on the street. There's no harm in being friendly but there is harm in being trusting. You know, fool me once... that kind of thing.

To quote a long forgotten article from one of those glamour magazines: “Keep a small circle of close friends. Having too many means obligations colliding and it’s never a pleasant dilemma."

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