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Saturday, December 29, 2007

On hurdling challenges

The year 2007 has both been easy and challenging for me.

Personally, it was satisfying because I got the chance to look after my growing sons. Being on consulting work and working at home gave me that enough leeway and free time to look after them. At the same time, it gave me that rest I have been longing for.

It was also an opportunity for me to take on blogging (read: writing), which I have always wanted to do. Blogging gave me that opportunity to expand my horizon and views about many things. It also gave me that chance to meet great people online.

I also got engrossed with photography, which is my first love, actually. Being unable to draw or paint well, photography gave me that chance to delve into visual arts.

My almost one year "rest" if I may call it that way (although I am working in the comforts of our home), however, was a sudden shift in my professional career. For the past 19 years, I have been up and about, and working from one project to another. The sudden slack time sometimes bored me. Gladly, there is internet where I could channel my spare energy. When I go out for meetings and mall hopping (which is very rare), sometimes I even wonder if I still know how to cross the street. (Smile!).

Working on consulting projects also means smaller income. But I was glad I was able to get through it. And I am just happy that I would be working on another project in 2008. That should get me off my seat and become busier again. But I have to wait until I sign the contract. Lols! Does it mean less time for blogging? I hope not. My work is related to my other blog: Views with a Point, and I should be able to take off from there.

The year 2007 was both a challenge and a blessing for me. There are no misgivings--simply an appreciation and learning from what 2007 has given me. I just hope year 2008 would be kinder to me.

Happy New year to all!

Friday, December 21, 2007

Maligayang Pasko

To all my online friends, readers, family, friends and "supporters"
I wish you a blessed Christmas and another fruitful New Year to you and your family.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

How Baguio wants to be remembered

My former SLU psych professor, Fr. Evarist Verlinden, once showed us a beautifully (and painstakingly) carved 1-piece Belen (with complete characters!). We all agreed that it was really very beautiful work of art.

Then he ranted that the carvers of Baguio and Benguet should instead put the pieces of wood to good use like making an art piece like the Belen he showed us, instead of those nasty wood carvings sold in the market.

When I was a kid, one of the popular Baguio souvenirs was an Igorot in a barrel, whose sex organ would pop out once you lift out the barrel. It was more or less, funny.

In the late 80s, wood carvers became more daring by carving the almost exact replica of the male sex organ with its size more than the normal. It was no longer funny. It was obnoxious, and it was too shameful for somebody to buy one as a souvenir.

Now, perhaps, with the low sales from those pieces, the male phallic symbol is smaller and more discreet. However, it has been "mass-produced" by making the penis "more affordable" through key chains!

Now, I wonder, "Is this how Baguio wants to be remembered?"

Monday, December 10, 2007

Another tag: 5 questions

I almost forgot to respond to the tag of Monaco. As I have explained in my previous blogs, I am hooked to photography, and just today, I learned about HDR (High Dynamic Range) photography. It was one of the challenges posed by the previous challenge's winner. It sounds too techie, but I will try to learn more about it. I still have to master basics particularly my exposures. (lols!). It is really hard to shift to DSLR from point-and-shoot!

Anyway, I am here to answer the 5 tag questions passed on to me by Monaco. So here it is:

How long have you been blogging?

I have been blogging since April (officially), but I actually started a blog in 2004, which I deleted. So, I am blogging for more or less 8 months now.

What inspired you to start a blog and who are your mentors?

I actually dream of writing a book about me and my clan. But that is hitting the moon. So I will just be content with writing using the available and cheapest way to express my ideas and recording your life events.

About my "mentors", I think there are too many of them. They serve as guiding posts to what I am doing. And somehow, my readers are my mentors, as well. I learn from their comments and I take off from what I sense of what they want to read (and learn) from me.

Are you trying to make money online, or just doing it for fun?

I am blogging just for fun and for personal expression. I do not like my blog to be cluttered with those ad banners. (Lolz!). But if I would be given a chance to write, say for a product endorsement, why not?

But the more important reason why I blog, is that I make sure that it becomes part of my curriculum vitae. Recently, I was invited to judge a photo essay contest, and rewarded with tokens and certificate. And I got the opportunity to work with the bigwigs like a President of a photography club and a photo journalist from Philippine Daily Inquirer. That is priceless!

And I blog to serve. I inform. I contribute to the ideas. This is the essence of citizen journalism.

Tell me 3 things you LOVE about being online.

First, it excites me about the new learnings about technology and photography.

Second, you get to appreciate people at their face value. If I like your photo or your blog, I can say so directly, and vice versa.

Third, I have full control of my blogs. I am the writer, editor, circulation manager, etc. And that is freedom for me.

Tell me 3 things you STRUGGLE within the online world.

First, I still wish all people would be polite. I hate spammers and critics who try to outsmart you. I believe Filipinos are naturally polite, because I am.

Second, I cannot please everyone. I cannot saturate the blogosphere. I fear that nobody reads my blog. I become paranoid and jealous of others who have reached hundreds of thousands of visitors/ readers. But eventually, I weaned myself from that attitude. I got tired of the rat race.

Third, I could not seem to figure out WordPress! I am simply frustrated. But as they say, if you have a lemon, make a lemonade. I am contented with Blogger.

I think that would be all for now...and it is my turn to pass on the burden..hehe!

So, I am tagging the following:

Hatchel of FILTEANY
Doc Ian of So Far, So Good
Hazel of Darang Sisa
Nina of the Underside
Blogie Robillo of Blogie Blog

Happy blogging!

Saturday, December 8, 2007

My photo blog -- where two passions meet

For a time, I have neglected my photo blog, Viewpoint. I was more concentrating on social issues. But for a while, you have to face the reality that your need to look after your personal growth as well.

Being more serious in honing my craft in photography I was hooked up with Flickr, especially to my group Pinoy Kodakero where we have fun and exciting contests on various themes (from the simple [color] to outrageous [shots taken at 5,000 ft]). It is indeed fun to join this group, which also supported me in my blog action on Glorietta victims and families.

I miss writing in my blog. However, my time is now divided to work and photography and Photoshop editing (which really takes time). Good thing, my new DSLR does not require me to edit so much of the colors because it gives me brilliant ones. It only takes time when I transform my color photos into monochrome and adjust lighting for dramatic effect just like in this photo.

I tried to figure out how can I merge my two passions--writing and photography, that does not take so much of my time from work, and at the same time does not take away the passion from one craft in favor of a new one.

I have just found the solution last night when I was editing my photos. It would be through Viewpoints, my photo blog, where I could post photos that, for me, convey a meaning or a message.

So goes my my photo blog, springing back into life....

And I invite you to visit VIEWPOINTS, my photo blog for some inspiration and enlightening quotations.


Thursday, November 29, 2007

Unveiling my photo gallery

Earlier, I blogged about making photography my priority. I was lucky to go back to Baguio last Monday and Tuesday to start the case study I was commissioned to do. And I was more lucky when I learned that I will be going to Brgy. Gibraltar where the Good Shepherd convent is located (yes, the one producing great tasting jams and jellies). It is just a stone's throw away from Mines View park. All these augured well for a photo opportunity, as I would be able to capture images in-between work.

Mines View Park is great for capturing street life, scenes and some thing-a-majigs. I did not have to go farther. The Good Shepherd compound has a really nice garden where I took photos of anthuriums and some plants and garden pieces. And right on the doorstep of the Shontoug Foundation, where I gathered some information for my case study, are kids on the playground who willingly posed for me, and the Shontoug store which offered interesting subjects for photography.

I think, you just need a place that is teeming with almost perfect subjects, where you can practice photography. So I ended up taking 800+ shots. Of these, around 450 are good. And one of my favorites is this photo. It took me around 50 shots just to perfect this photo. The weather was not fine, and it was windy that made it harder to get images that are not blurred. I had to change the metering modes, the exposure levels, the speed, and the best positioning, etc. In my second day, the weather was better, and the wind was just right not to shake the hanging flowerpot. And the rest of the day just went well.

I just edited some of my 200+ photos that I will share in my Flickr album. I also made a special set just for this photography tryst, entitled: CAPTURING BAGUIO. You are invited to see my latest photography works. Just click the Flickr Zeitgeist on the left panel.

It also takes time to classify, pick the best photo, and resize. Gladly, I did not have to edit the colors anymore. Olympus is really great in capturing colors! I will be posting at least 10 each day to complete my set of at least 200 photos. So you are always welcome to view my photos. (However, please observe intellectual property rights.

If you like a photo that you can use for non-commercial uses (blog, school articles, and presentations) just ask me. I would be more than willing to share, provided that no alterations will be made like editing in photoshop or other photo editing softwares and you agree retain my digital signature on the photo for credits.

For my family and close friends, if you want an electronic copy for printing. Give me a wink. Just tell the size and I will edit it for you, and send you via email.

Enjoy the photos!

Monday, November 26, 2007

Between two passions

Finally, I have the time to blog. I have been busy for the past weeks finishing a case study on water system delivery. And I am about to embark again on a journey, which is related to work. For my avid readers (Bwahahaha! Feeling!) do not worry, because when I come back, I will be bringing with me a whole new set of experiences, memories and vignettes.

I am now caught between two passions--between blogging and photography. That is why, blogging may take a back seat for a while and concentrate on my renewed passion, after my loving wife bought me THIS ONE. Who would not be excited? I have a new toy!

Having this one is making me nuts, though. I have to learn from scratch and feel like Grade 1. From point and shoot to DSLR--would require such patience, as it was a lot easier to get good photos with point-and-shoot cam. I got disappointed with my first shot, my second shot, and my 10_th shot. Sigh!

So, in between writing my case study, I have to hold it and and take some photos for practice. I would not want to quit.

Still disappointed.

Got to read that manual, once and for all!

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Pretty Anne and the Amazing Bloggers!

I am smiling at the title because it sounds like a title of a carnival show, or "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Fun Factory." I am just a bit crazy. Wala lang! (Just for the heck of it!).

I have been nasty in my earlier blog. I guess that brings out the bad thing about me. But I only get impatient with people who are inefficient!

I am now feeling better, despite my suffering from gas pains (which is the reason I cannot sleep yet) and constant burping due to hyperacidity, plus the fact that my asthma is starting to attack again, I am in my elements to talk about two good things in this blog entry.

First, I finally caught on Star Movies the over-sensationalized movie "The Devil Wears Prada". All I can say is that it is a so-so movie of Meryl Streep! For me, it is far inferior from her Bridges of Madison County, and Sophie's Choice, although she did a stunning "less talk - more acting" performance which she is really good at. Nonetheless, I am still a big fan of hers. What also caught my attention was Anne Hathaway. I just love this wide-eyed stunner! What a way to cap the night! (But I did not like the part when "Andy Sachs," her character, slept with the other guy. Ugh! The machismo in me tells it isn't really cool!).

To borrow Miranda's line: "That's all!"

Second, I think I have the "moral obligation" to name some Amazing Bloggers in my blogroll after Monaco named me as one of his Amazing Bloggers. (Thanks, again pal!).

I only maintain a few in my blogroll for me to be able to regularly check on their articles. However, it does not mean that those who will not be included in this list are less important to me.

  • Ed dela Torre for a the wisdom as a teacher and as an agent of social change and spiritual growth
  • Ruel Tafalla Photography for his different take on photography. I just love it!
  • Mother of Two by ApplesH for her cute articles about her little boy!
  • So far, So Good by Doc Ian for sharing the passion for community development
  • Literary Ek-Ek by Buraot/Ross - this is relatively new, but it caught my attention because of his love for his family. He can tickle your funny bone too with his Anak ni Kulapo blog. Mabubu-ang ka.
  • Señor Enrique - because I am just a fan of this great writer and photographer. Do I need to say more?
  • Vanilla and Caramel - not because she is my friend, and not because I just love the way she expresses her crisp wits. I love her more because of her great love for Zack!
  • Underside by Nina Bumanglag - for being vocal and a true Maroon!,
  • Darang Sisa - for her heartwarming articles, and of course,
  • Keyboard Monologues by Monaco for his different take on any topic under the sun, and his fearless punditry

For the rest, please give me time to read your blog.


Saturday, November 17, 2007

The problem with call centers

Since Wednesday, I was offline. After trying to connect, my DSL connection just did not respond. I checked all the cables because there could be some lose connection. I restarted but no response. It was only when I was about to call the customer service hotline, did I realize that my phone did not have a dial tone. Not again!

Without any other recourse, I had to use my prepaid cellular phone to call the hotline. Again, it took them too long before a customer service representative would answer my call! As usual, the CSR agent who got my call could not give any reason why our phone line was cut. Acting like robots, they told me they will report it to the technical team and wait for 24 hours before the line could be connected again. Since I was at their mercy, I asked for an update. The girl at the other end of the line told me they will.

I patiently waited. Twenty-four hours had passed. No dial tone. No updates. I was disgusted. My work relies heavily on the internet--I had to check my e-mails for some last-minute instructions from my client, do research on the topic I was writing on, and of course read and update my blogs. Twenty-four hours is 24 hours.

Losing my patience, I called again from my prepaid phone. Again, it took them too long to answer that I had to hang up before 1 minute is over. I finally succeeded after the 3rd call. Nonetheless, the CSR person who answered my call knows what she was doing. I just gave my number and my name and confirmed I am the account holder, and I told her I am following up on the line reconnection. She did not ask what my complaint was, but instead looked at the recent records and reiterated my complaint by updating me that there was a stolen cable somewhere near our area. However, the bad part is that she promised me again to wait after 24 hours. Okay. Fine with me. She was good in handling my call anyway.

On the 3rd day (Friday night), and taking off from the promise that our phone line would be reconnected within 24 hours, I called again. This time, I was no longer goody-goody with the CSR agent. Why?

She could not follow through my speaking speed (which is normal , and which was the speed I used with the previous CSR agents, and I do not even have an accent!)--

"Hello! This is ______, and my phone number is _____. I would like to follow up on the reconnection of my phone line."
It took me 3 times to say these lines! Finally, she got it and I told her I am calling to follow up on my earlier complaint. She asked me if I have a complaint number. I do have the complaint number but I had no time to look for it in my notes and because I was using a prepaid phone and I was running of load. In disgust, I told her,

"Can you not look for the records of my complaint at the computer infront of you? As far as I am concerned, I only have one complaint and that is about the reconnection of the phone line!"

She gave me a number of reasons which I did not bother to listen to. Instead, I barraged her with more complaints: that they told me they would reconnect my phone within 24 hours--and that they will update me but nothing of this happened within 24 hours--and now can she update me what happened?

"Sir, we will report this to the technical team," her lame reply.
Without any patience and kindness in my heart that time, I told her how many times should they have to report this complaint to the technical team and that I do not want to hear that crap because all I wanted to know is an update. Can she not give me an update of what is happening so I will know if I should permanently cut my subscription with them? Before she could answer, I also told her to stop telling me any memorized and standard reply because I am already pissed off with those replies. It was just so disappointing to know that they were only commissioned to take in complaints and nothing more, and that they do not have an idea on what is going on with the technical team.

Albeit seething with anger and disgust, I still managed to give them a piece of my mind. I told them that it is not my fault that their cables would be stolen. They should keep guard on their cables! What they should do is to ensure the continuity of their services for the people they vowed to serve. Second, they should have a strong feedback mechanism with the technical team so that they would not take all the flak from the irate customers like me. I even told her that since our conversation is recorded, let the company management hear it and begin improving the customer service by not just commissioning a complaint-taking services but include a service that will give an update on the complaints, or better yet, improve their internal customer-feedback mechanism. She wanted to say something but I did not want my prepaid load to go to waste, but instead, I emphasized in loud and exasperated voice: I just want my phone line back and I want to get an update at 10Am tomorrow.

Next day, Saturday, at 10AM, no dial tone. No feedback. I resigned my case. There was no point in arguing with CSR agents because they are only agents. Sometimes, private companies are even worse than the government.

At 6:30PM today, the line was restored. Somebody called me to check if the phone line was already okay. I said "yes", but I was not in the mood to express my gratitude. (Bad me!).

In the end, I pitied the CSR agent. It might be her first time to receive a call. And she could be in her probationary period. She might not get the permanent status and lose her job. I am sorry for that.

But then I stand by my irate behavior. I have the reason to get mad.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Celebrating Life, instead!

I wanted to blog something about suicide because of the blog of Liz about another suicide supposedly attributed to poverty, and because I want to advocate that the media should stop this media-hype because of the possibility that suicide might actually be "copied" and misconstrued that it is cool to commit suicide as what Prudence has mentioned in her blog as Werther Syndrome.

I had to refresh my psychology since it was already eons ago! I rummaged through the net and looked for theories of attribution, cognitive dissonance and suicide itself. But then, discussing suicide is in itself mind-boggling. So, I decided not to discuss suicide for several reasons:

  1. If I would stretch my mind just to present an academic discussion into a human interest blog entry, I would turn nuts! One did an anthropological study on suicide in Palawan for years! Plus, there are discussions that range from legal, philosophical, psychological, socio-cultural, anthropological, theological, medical, etc. etc. I only have one hour! I am not that gifted to put all these discussions into 4 paragraphs. Just Google it!
  2. I might get disappointed if I cannot write an article because I made a personal promise that I owe my readers, which I can actually count with my ten fingers on my hand (smile), then I become so frustrated, and depressed! I still have my wits intact. Don't worry!
  3. Last, but not the least, I stumbled on a website, which I think is the only website in the Philippines (except for the news item) about suicide and support for suicidal persons. This is PRO-Life Philippines website. Actually nothing much is discussed about suicide. What caught my attention was THE JOURNEY OF LIFE.
Isn't this more blogworthy than the horrific and morbid stories about suicide?

....And I remember the day when my wife told me she was pregnant of Gio. The day when he was born and how I exclaimed: "Tatay na ako!" (I am now a father!).

Fatherhood was something I did not fear right from the start. I fully embraced the fact that I have to leave some parts of me behind. There were some trepidations, why not? It was my first time to be a father! But the joy of seeing your son in his nursery crib, holding him for the first time, inhaling his breath each morning, bathing him, feeding him in the middle of the night--would always be 100% effective in erasing the worries. The feeling is simply indescribable!

...and This poem of Robert Browning, Pippa's Song, would perhaps explain how I felt:

The year's at the spring

And day's at the morn;

Morning's at seven;

The hillside's dew-pearled;

The lark's on the wing;

The snail's on the thorn;

God's in his heaven---

All's right with the world!

Cross-posted at: Psyche

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Countdown to Christmas

WE WERE A BIT LATE in sprucing the house with Christmas decors. We were all too busy doing our work after the Halloween break. It is already a tradition that a day after the Halloween, I would gather my family as I bring out the tree from its box and let the kids adorn it with balls and stars.

Gio, during his prep and grade school years, always looked forward to seeing the tree spruced up. I would see him in such awe and being so delighted with the dancing lights. When it is almost November, he would always look at the calendar and remind me that we should put up the tree and put on the lights already. Matter of factly, I just told him "after the Halloween."

When his little brother, Gelo, came into this world, he showed him how to hang the balls and stars. Gelo is perhaps even more fascinated with the tree to the extent of even pinching the tiny bulbs that scared all of us for he might actually break the bulb and get electrocuted. Hence, Gio would always remind his toddler brother not to touch the lights or remove and play with the balls. Gelo gladly obeyed. Gelo seems more afraid of his kuya than us, his parents.

Putting up the tree today is a little different because their mom is on travel. The fact that kuya is now on his teens, he seems to have lost the zest and excitement of decorating the tree. They were more busy with playing their PC game so I had to threaten them that I will uninstall it if they will not heed my commands. I did not win. I just shrugged it off, but did not decorate the tree for them. I wanted them to supposedly enjoy this moment.

Instead of getting more mad at their disobedience, I went to the mall to look for a replacement of the busted bulbs of our capiz lantern. Unfortunately, I could not find the right size. So I went home frustrated and tired only to find out that the tree still stood up without any decor at all. I realized they were busy watching Saving Private Ryan on DVD. (They have a different taste for movies at their young age.).

Finally, after watching the movie, and me reminding them, they willingly obliged. I occasionally watched them while I was checking my blog and email. As in the past, I saw them having fun and having great time together. They were even outsmarting and racing against each other on who's getting the bigger balls (because they are fewer and easier to hang) or who gets to hang more stars. In less than 30 minutes, they have done their task. They did a good job!

While working on it, Gelo realized he has grown up. He could already reach the top of the tree, and kuya is now even taller than the tree. Indeed they grow up so fast! The next thing we know, they are already getting mad at their kids just like how I was mad at them for not decorating their tree.

But wait a second! Not fast-forward yet! It is not yet done! The next thing is them asking me:

"Where are the gifts under the tree?"

Cross-posted at: Psyche

Saturday, November 10, 2007

A poor kid nation

Isolated case?

Telling the whole world that the case of Mariannet is an isolated case is clearly irresponsible a statement and an oversight of the glaring truths that the government itself has known. In fact, the government is merely talking about one side of the coin. Are people in Malacañang not even aware of the real stories behind death because of poverty—especially among children? Definitely, they are not aware of how it means to be poor and hungry!

The National Statistical Coordination Board (NSCB) has issued a press release in its website, openly admitting and declaring that children account for the largest poor population in 2003. The press release said that 14.1 million children are poor in 2000, and 13.5 million in 2003. The sector is also the third poorest sector with a poverty incidence of 42.5% in 2000, and 38.8% in 2003.

In real numbers, we are talking about 13,469,849 poor children. In Region XI alone, where Marianett lives, there are 737,496 poor children, which have increased by 78,421 from CY2000 to 2003. Who says the case of Mariannet is just an isolated case?

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Friday, November 9, 2007

My blog is featured at Mindanao Bloggers!

I just submitted my blog, answered a few questions, and not long enough, my blog was featured. I just thought it was cool!

Thank you, Blogie and the rest of the Mindanao Bloggers!

Click this link to read the feature and why I am part of Mindanao Bloggers:

Marianette: without seeing the dawn

"Gusto ko na makatapos ako sa pag-aaral at gustong-gusto ko na makabili ng bagong bike."
(I wish to finish my studies, and I really like to buy a bike)
Marianette, in her tala-arawan (diary) entry dated October 14.

I HAVE ALWAYS been reading Inquirer.Net. I browsed through the news but never really paid attention to this article because I was rushing a project proposal on a project related to poverty alleviation. It is a shame on my part to have missed this! I am a psychology graduate and could have been interested in depression and suicide! Shame on me for being self-declared anti-poverty worker for not paying attention on this news!

Now I have come to terms after watching the news in ABS-CBN and GMA 7. I feel better now. As a social development worker, I learned the hard way not to be overly romantic about my work so that I can be objective and more effective in my work. In this case, I could not do anything but, again, feel for their loss.

No, I am not going to campaign for flowers this time. Neither will I ask you to post a photo of a bike for Manette, nor blog anything on poverty alleviation, nor against the government.

Let us walk in the pair of shoes of Manette (if ever she had one).

Feel what it means to be poor--where you are not counting paper bills but some loose change--or even beg for them,

when you feel resigned to the fact that three meals a day would be a luxury,

that you wear the same clothes day after day,

that you are rejected just because you are poor,

that you are dirty just because you have no water,

and the list would go on and on....

What have you learned from Manette, and all other Manettes who have died because of poverty?

How many Manettes more of Mindanao, and the entire Philippines will suffer the consequences of poverty? How many children and their dreams only remain to be distant and dead stars?

How many times should the government, react and not act on poverty?

How many of us have actually shared our lives--in our own little ways--to end poverty?

Manette is not just a news item. She is not just a girl. She is a symbol! She is one of the many faces of poverty who have lived, who have gone, and who have became dust--without seeing their dreams come true.

May her soul peacefully rest in God's Kingdom, where she will inherit abundance and eternal life!

Monday, November 5, 2007

Arroyo, Estrada and the zarzuela in Malacañang

Finally, I am breaking my silence regarding the plunder case of Joseph Estrada, which I followed for the past months. I opted not to write about this in deference for the blog action I initiated for the Glorietta victims, then the Halloween break.

It was also necessary for me not to react immediately, as this article has to be well-thought and carefully written. So here I am, still writing on this issue. Read on....

Politicized justice

"Pardon one offense, and you encourage the commission of many." - Publilius Syrus, ~100BC
Pardoning former president Joseph Estrada has created not only quite a stir in the Philippine political arena. More than ever, it has created havoc in the Philippine justice system.

Needless to say, there was undue haste in pardoning the biggest and the most controversial crime ever recorded in the Philippine history—that is plunder by no less than the President of the Republic of the Philippines. Be that as it may, had Estrada admitted his guilt, it would have been a different story. Watching and listening to him on national television, telling the whole world that corruption was a crime he never committed, was more than an insult to the entire nation. Again, his kind of rudeness has attacked the dignity and the very heart of the justice system only a few hours after the People of the Philippines, by virtue of the powers of the President of the Republic, has freed him.

Is this the kind of payback we expect from a person who has received a guilty verdict and who has been given freedom by the very institution of Filipinos?

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The tale of two spinsters

WHEN WE WERE YOUNG, my late father would always warn us not to get inside the big compound owned by two spinsters, which occupies at least one-thirds of the entire block. Since the owner of the compound is a distant relative, and being young and innocent, we did not see anything wrong wandering and playing hide and seek inside. He would irrationally scold us whenever he saw me playing with my cousins and my nephews and nieces my age inside the compound. The compound was like a mini forest, planted with bamboo groves, fruit trees, bananas, bushes and tall grass. It was enough reason for a scolding because there might be snakes especially near the bamboo groves.

However, I could vividly recall that I could only freely roam if my father were with us during some gatherings and every time he would be asked to butcher pigs and other livestock. Aside from extracting tooth, he had the talent of hitting the jugular vein that allows faster and seemingly painless death of animals--without the long shrieking and crying sound. He also had the sharpest bolos and knives, thus the invitations for him to help relatives during birthdays, weddings, fiestas, and in every handaan.

One of our neighbors abhorred the two spinsters. She had a psychotic son and daughter. However, she was in denial that she attributed the mental illness to the spinsters, spreading gossips and openly uttering invectives redounding to the conclusion that they are evil and that they are witches playing with their lives. Hence, she always had herbolarios (quack doctors) in their house, sometimes living with them for months supposedly to cast the spell out from the bodies and minds of the psychotic children—only to find out that they could not. In the end, nobody was able to treat her son and daughter, until they got old. One of them, a lady, died due to infection after she was soaked in floodwater while being chained to her waist. She was the violent type. The other patient is under the care of his son and continues to have medication. Eventually, the old woman got old and weak, got bedridden, and succumbed to death.

The story about the two spinsters eventually mellowed down when the mother of the psychotic patients stopped accusing the spinsters. The spinsters also have grown old.

Although our house was re-built on a property line, we still had some windows on their side because no house was built in the adjacent lot anyway. From the windows, we could see macopa and guava trees teeming with fruit, which only fall on the ground. When the younger spinster was still stronger, she would habitually leave some guavas on our windowpane. They were big, yellow, and seemingly sweet. However, they only rot until my mother would throw them away. One day, my father and the younger spinster had the opportunity to chat by the window; she offered my father some guavas, which he ate after she left. A few minutes after he had them, he had severe stomach pains, nausea, and vomiting that caused him to be bedridden for a day.

He never expected they would do “it” to him since he is a relative. He was mad as hell and hurled invectives, too. Then, he realized they had a spat some years back when our house was reconstructed. The property line had to be redefined and reclaimed on our favor.

Only then did he tell me about their witchcraft. It was like a piece of a puzzle. This could be the reason why he was always scolding us during our childhood when it comes to playing inside the compound. I did not believe what he said, thinking it could be medical in nature because he had a history of stomach ulcer.

Recently, when I had the chance to go home, I would still see some guavas on the windowpane. It would not hurt if we would follow my father’s order not to eat any fruit left on the windowpane. Therefore, I took the liberty to throw them away—even if they were delicious, and even if my wife would have wanted and almost ate them (as in biting the guava). Lately, however, I noticed that no one was giving us guavas anymore. I wondered where have the two spinsters gone?

The two old spinsters are already old and bedridden.

My first reaction was, “You mean they are still alive?” They are even much, much older than my father, and we never heard any news that they ever got sick!

Legend has it that witches cannot die until they pass on their power to one of their kins. Could it be that they are real witches and that they are waiting for their power to be inherited by one of their nieces or grandchildren?

Their middle-aged niece, who is the only one left to take care of them, sees through their needs. She told her cousin-in-law that she is only doing it out of respect and pity for the old women and not for any inheritance. It was even a butt of joke between her and her cousin-in-law, if she was promised a hefty inheritance.

“What inheritance? Their evil powers? No way!” she vehemently said.


Sunday, October 28, 2007

Are ORBS ghosts?

MY FORMER INTERNS borrowed my digital camera and had a photo session in the Speakers’ Guest House in Baguio City. It was in July 2006, and their last day in Baguio during their LGU exposure trip so they took turns on shooting each other’s photos for posterity. When they were done, I reviewed what they got, and was surprised to see an orb or two in some of the photos. These are indoor shots and apparently, these are the only indoor shots that have “orbs” in them.

These are some of the photos.

Orbs, according to Wikipedia,

The term orb is the popular name given to typically circular anomalies appearing in photographs. In photography and video, orbs appear to be balls, diamonds, or smears of light with an apparent size in the image ranging from a golfball to a basketball. Orbs sometimes appear to be in motion, leaving a trail behind them. further describes orbs as:

Orbs are believed (by many) to be ghosts in the form of balls of light. They are life forms that travel in groups and are believed to be the human soul or life force of those that once inhabited a physical body here on earth. Psychics claim to talk to them on a regular basis, and ghost hunters encounter them quite frequently. It is said that they are those spirits that have willingly stayed behind because they feel bound to their previous life or previous location for whatever reason. Because of this obsession they tend to become similar to a psychotic human beings. It should be said that the majority of us when we die proceed gladly and willingly to the next level of existence after saying our quiet good-byes, which means we're off to the spirit world. Then again, as stated, a select few elect to stay behind because of a refusal to move on. Apparently the longer they stay behind, the harder it is to find their way to the next level, which again, is the spirit world.

However, there are two conflicting ideas on orbs. First, is the fact that it is mechanical in nature. Second, these are really ghosts.

Troy Taylor would like to believe that most of the orb photos are caused by refraction of light from the flash hitting an object or dust on the lens, especially if one is using digital camera.

In the first photo, it is possible that there is a reflection of light from the crystal vase on the right side. The second photo might be caused by the reflection of light from the digital camera suspended on the neck of the guy on the left. On the third, it is possible that light was reflected on the chandelier above or somewhere else. But in general, the place was dark, because the walls have wooden panels, so the rarity that light can be reflected. It could be dust. There is a fireplace on the left (now shown), and there is a rug in the middle.

This explains why the seemingly orbs captured by my digital camera, may be caused by the ashes and dust from fireworks lit up by my nephew last December 31, 2005 during our new year revelry on the street. (See this photo below).

However, Taylor does not fully discount the fact that there are, indeed, ghostly apparitions. Gleaning from this, there is a possibility that my orb photos are those of spirits. If the "orbs" in the guest house were caused by dust, how come there is only one, which occupies almost the same space on the right, which is near the sofa and near the ceiling? Could it be that the "spirit" wanted to join the photo session?

Having known this, my “theory” that the orbs in the guest house are ghosts or spirits. Why?

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The Guest House

On their last night in the guest house, the ladies were scared to death. One of them went inside the comfort room to relieve herself, when there was a harried knocking on the door, signaling she should finish fast. So, she said, “Sandali lang.” (Wait a minute.), and hurriedly finished her business. She was surprised to know that no one was behind the door, and definitely no one was knocking, because all her room mates were downstairs already chatting and eating.

In another occasion, one of the ladies wanted to use the comfort room, but she found out it was locked, so she waited. One of the roommates arrived and asked what she was waiting for. She said she was waiting for one of their roommates to come out of the CR. Since the other lady would also use the CR, they knocked but no one answered. When they turned the knob, the door was already unlocked.

In the middle of the night, the room went so cold that they could not sleep well. Instead, they all lumped on the sofas outside the room. They were puzzled that it was warmer outside.

Because of that, some of them stayed up chatting until dawn. Then in the middle of their girl talk, they smelled an aroma of soy sauce. They thought that perhaps, one of the boys was cooking instant pancit canton so they waited for him to come up and share the meal with them. They were turning impatient until they decided to check if it was already cooked. So, they went down to the kitchen, only to find out that the boys were already snoring on the sofas.

In the morning, one of the ladies was complaining because her one and only biscuit was missing. She was reserving it in case the food is not yet ready. She was already hungry and there was no food yet. So she asked around if somebody got it. Nobody did.

Where was I? I was lucky I was billeted in a nearby hotel, so I never exprienced these things.

The Priest

My brother bought a property across the street. It is located on the right of the photo of my nephew (the one he is facing). When I was younger, Uncle Bening, the second husband of the second cousin of my mother, who was the last occupant of the lot, told me (I could not remember if I was in elementary or high school) that there is a ghost of a priest roaming around the property. I did not know if it was true or not.

However, I know for a fact that there are ghosts in our place in Nueva Ecija. My youngest nephew, when she was 5 years old (he is now 7), told his dad that he saw a lady near their veranda looking at him. The lady, according to him was wearing white and had long hair. Thinking that she was one of the patients of my brother, he even asked what she wanted. She was just a few feet away from my nephew. She never replied and went away. According to my nephew, he still sees things.

One of the "urban legends" in our family was about Lakay Intong, who died with an open mouth. So his relatives had to put a handkerchief bandage to keep his mouth closed. (Much like Mang Kepweng, and other comedy movies of Chiquito and Palito). My late father asked my two elder brothers (they were still elementary then) to buy a cigarette from Aling Felisa's store, which is one block away. It was dark and drizzling, and worse, they had to pass by the house of Lakay Intong. Afraid that they would get the ire of our father, they bought the cigarette, and hurriedly went home because it was starting to rain hard. Midway, they passed by the house of Lakay Intong which is on their left. By chance, they glanced towards the house and was so surprised to see the ghost of the old man standing by the gate--oggling them. They ran as fast as they could. The cigarettes were strewn all over and went home with nothing in their hands. At that time, our father did not know how to react--whether to get mad for the lost cigarettes, laugh at them, or comfort them.

I didn't know if the story about the priest was just made-up to scare us so we would go home early after school and after playing at night. If I remember it right, Uncle Bening had a penchant for making up stories, a la "story-telling-a-lie" just to entertain people. Nonetheless, being young and hearing these kinds of stories was a scary thing for me. That story was long forgotten, until I scrutinized the photo taken on New Year’s Eve in 2005 (above photo).

The fact that my eldest nephew is “lapitin ng multo” and can see ghostly apparitions, (and I too feel them), I could not believe what I saw.

Scroll up and look at the figure pointed by the two arrows on the left. (Click the photo for bigger view). What do you see? Is this just a figment of my imagination?



I fully attest that the photos posted in this article are not, in a way, manipulated, except using Photoshop for cropping, covering the faces of the subjects, and drawing arrows on the photo (not even changing the contrast and brightness). The photos were set/ maximized for internet browsing at 72 pixels and cropped at 7x5 inches.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

An Offering for the Glorietta 2 victims and their families

Photos in this blog entry are courtesy of Prof. Lalaine H. Siruno of UP Dept. of Philosophy
which she sent through email as her show of support and sympathy to the families.

This blog entry is dedicated to the victims of Glorietta 2 Blast.
It has been a harrowing experience for the entire country,
especially for those who have lost their loved ones and those wounded but survived.

Many have offered their prayers and condolences in various ways--
and this would be one of them.
Pinoy photographers and bloggers,
who in their virtual existence,
have shown the world that virtuality does not become an obstacle
for one not to offer one's prayer, condolences, and good wishes for the afflicted.
In this fast-paced existence,
these same virtual people have become a virtual community,
living up to the Filipino tradition of damayan, or the Filipino value of pakikiramay.

To the families of the Glorietta victims,
we offer these prayers,
we are giving you these virtual flowers,
as our way of sharing with you the pain that you feel right now.
We hope that through this humble offering from your fellow kababayans,
here in the Philippines and abroad,
we would help heal your wounded body and spirit.

Together we join in praying the prayer posted by Rhodora in her blog:

Loving Father,
we pray for the families of the victims
of the Glorietta bombing at this sad and difficult time.
We pray that You will bring comfort to them,
and give them the peace which encompasses all understanding.
We pray that in all of their grief and sadness,
they will not feel alone,
but will always be conscious of the reality of Your presence with them.
And lastly, Lord, we pray for love in every hardened heart;
peace in every troubled soul and enlightenment in every confused mind.


We Care:

Pinoy Kodakero (38 photo enthusiasts, pro photographers
and still counting--as of 3:57 PM 10/26/07)
Semana Santa Filipinas (sorry no link since it is exclusive to group members,
so I am posting the links of the members): 15 photographers/enthusiasts
rouel-tofe, geto, bekbeklozada, eric celudo, celso capili (private photo), pauloruiz, bleak 1, bleak 2, kabuki, phlenareh, lulot ruiz, Never sleep, never die (no link), jemuel paulino (no link), marc (no link), virgen del caracol (no link)

By Pinoy Bloggers:
Virtual flowers for the mall blast victims by Cyberbaguioboy
A call for peace by Señor Enrique and his friends
Let peace reign by Rhodora and her friends
Let there be peace by ScroochChronicles and her firends
May you find peace by Nerdluck
In Memoriam by Beachbabe
Requiem by Deeper Shade of Soul
E-flower for Glorietta Victims by ApplesH
Wildflower by Merman
Crater by George
Virtual Flower Offering by Legally Inclined

Rosa Paz-Ang said...
I've just read the article from and so your blog site is already featured :) Very nice & thoughtful idea.Btw, anybody there who has a nice picture of white carnations? One of our former officemates in WeServ/Fujitsu believes this is Leslie Domingo-Cruz's(+) fave flower. It will be much appreciated.

Anonymous said...
well prayers to the victims and the families they left behind.

Anonymous said...
i will make a link on this my friendster.not to promote friendster but i think it has the most members worldwidekudos to you ding for this earnest move...

Datch said...
i am with you sir! we may have different ways of expressing condolence to the bereaved families of the deads in the recent glorietta bombing but count me in with those who categorically and unequivocally condemn this unprecedented mischief!no people of religions approve of it other than those godless villains who are unfettered by their conscience to do the same just to fulfill their selfish political interests. be these scoundrels from the "rebels," oppositions, third party or from the government, GOD DAMN THEM ALL!

Glecy Cuenco through Email:
On behalf of fellow bloggers, thank you so much for the glorietta blogsite you created to generate collective prayers and action - for peace in our land and to pray for the gloriettea blast victims. Initially, may I contribute the "I AM" prayer in the Attachment, which if prayed slowly and meditatively, connects us to our Higher Soul - the Divinity in each one of us, ("ATMA NAMASTE" in the Hindu tradition) but which is also taught by the Lord JESUS in the Gospel when he uttered "Your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit." Ding, pls. post the I AM as my contribution to our collective thoughts and prayers. Please recite the prayer in silent meditation and feel the outpouring of spiritual energies as you read it. You may bless our country and those injured right after the I AM meditation.

"I AM not the Body.
I AM not the Emotion,
I AM not the Thought,
I AM not the Mind,
The mind is only a subtle instrument of the Soul.
I AM the Soul.
I am a Spiritual Being of
Divine Intelligence,
Divine Love,
Divine Power,
I AM one with my Higher Soul;
I AM one with the
Divine Spark within me,
I AM connected with God.
I AM one with God.
I AM one with All."
- Grand Master Choa Kok Sui

eam said...
I feel for everyone especially to the bereaved families and those who were wounded. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you.
diwAta said...
nakikiramay ako sa mga naging biktima ng Glorieta Blast. mahirap pero kailangang tangapin at magtiwala na there is a reason and a greater plan

Joyce Sosoban Said:
"Dear Lord, I pray for all the blast victims — those who died and those who've been hurt. May You give them comfort during this time of pain and trial. May they see Your hand in this incident. May a greater good come out from this event."

Many Thanks to
the Pinoy Bloggers who have responded to this call,
the Pinoy photographers who have unselfishly shared their work,
those who posted comments and inspiring words to the bloggers,
Inquirer.Net and Mr. Erwin Oliva who have informed the world,
to PinoyBlogoSphere for supporting this cause

For those who wish to express their messages, you are still welcome!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

At home with Joomla

REMEMBER THAT WEBHOSTING PACKAGE that I won at PBS Wika 2007 blog tilt? It has come to life with the help of Joomla. It is an Open Source Content Management System. Honestly, I do not know anything about web development or content management system. So I asked Jared, one of my previous officemates who is now working as Systems Administrator for the Provincial Government of Zamboanga del Norte and is currently based in Dipolog City, and he recommended Joomla.

Using Fantastico in the C-panel, I installed Joomla. Being too familiar and accustomed with blog formats, I had some difficulty using it at first. I did not like the template installed, and it seems more complicated than blog formats! I wondered how I could customize my website. After some futile attempts, I decided to just delete the installation. Instead I educated myself by reading more articles about Joomla, browsed through the different free Joomla templates available, and have to learn how to use it. Luckily, I also found one template that suits my taste--clean, simple and free from clutter (which is exactly how I wanted it to be.)

In every step or in every feature that you do, there is help for administrator which provides the guidelines in detail. Unlike blogging templates, web-content management is more complicated because you have to create a section, then category, then you can post your article. The user interface though is quite easy to learn, and one has to have some patience tweaking everything until you get the look exactly how you wanted it to be. I still have to learn how to tweak its HTML though (although I am already contented with it for now). The CSS is easy to tweak. You must have a ready list of the hexadecimal color codes and names.

And so, after 2 nights of grueling with my personal website, Joomla template, and web-hosting courtesy of PBS, this is how it looks now:

My personal website serves as an aggregator of all my blogs and my photography site. This compelled me to buy a one-year Flickr Pro account which costs me $24.95. Good thing, dollar is cheaper now. Although I am still wary if my credit card purchase was safe.

Feel free to visit my site at VIEWPOINTS.

Wanted Niche Blogs on: Politics and Governance; and Photography

I AM IN THE PROCESS of organizing my blogroll. Since I already have 2 niche blogs on the following topics:

  1. Photography
  2. Public policy and governance, poverty alleviation, and sustainable development,

I would like you to be part of my world. In this way we could easily exchange ideas.

For my existing links, do not worry. You will not be forgotten. Your links will be transferred to the appropriate blogs that I have. Those who will not fit in to the above topics will be retained here.

So if you have a niche blog purely on either of the two, or discuss these topics in your blog, you are invited to link. Just leave a comment together with your URL.

What's the catch? Can I ask that you link me too....(smile!) I hope that's not too much to ask, right?

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Full, free and unconditional pardon

AS A FOLLOW THROUGH of my previous blog about this issue, I always make it a point to watch the news regarding the conviction of Former President Joseph Estrada for the crime of plunder. While watching him on the news yesterday, I realize once again that he did not only make himself lesser credible, but made him rather pathetic as he has, again, brazenly demonstrated his rude audacity.

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First Mindanao Blogging Summit (MBS)

The first Mindanao Bloggers Summit is one event that a Mindanao Blogger should not miss. Its theme: Spotlight Mindanao: Blogging for Culture, Identity and Understanding, seems a tall order for many bloggers. But with this event, the organizers hope to achieve something--one step at a time and this summit would be the first.

I would have wanted to join them in their first activity, but some circumstances prevent me from doing so. All I could do for now is to send Blogie Robillo and the rest of the "usual suspects" my advanced congratulations for organizing this big blogging event.

Spotlight Mindanao:Blogging for Culture, Identity & Understanding
Date: 27 October 2007 (Saturday)
Time: 9:00 A.M. to 6:00 P.M.

4th Floor, NCCC Mall, Ma-a, Davao City

Registration Fee:
FREE!(Instead, you’re required to post on your blog that you intend to join the Summit. Instructions are emailed after registration.)

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