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Symptoms of a Sick Culture and The Start of Curing Them

17 Nov

This post is in celebration of World Philosophy Day.

“The practice of philosophy is a process benefitting the whole of society. It helps to build bridges between peoples and cultures and heightens demand for quality education for all. Philosophy encourages respect for cultural diversity, exchanging opinions and sharing the benefits of science, which are the conditions for genuine debate. This 17 November, let us rally together to harness the incredibly transformative potential of philosophy.”
Irina Bokova, Director-General of UNESCO Message on World Philosophy Day 17 November 2011

I’m taking a passage of my All Time Favorite Book in the world.  Yeah grandiose tagging, because I mean it. I’ve read this book quite a number of times.  I would highly recommend this author to everyone I know and perhaps discuss sometime over any beverage of your choice.

The scene is set at the most dramatic event of the story.  If you want a spoiler, again, search engines are your friend for the eBook version (I’m still not getting the hang of those, but perhaps because I haven’t got a Kindle yet).

Or you are most welcome to borrow my travelling physical copy (scanned cover below).  I just need you to promise to send it back because it doesn’t want to be gathering dust on some stupid shelf on a weirdo’s place.  It needs to get around.

What are the marks of a sick culture?

It is a bad sign when the people of a country stop identifying themselves with the country and start identifying with a group. A racial group. Or a religion. Or a language. Anything, as long as it isn’t the whole population.

A very bad sign. Particularism. It was once considered a Spanish vice but any country can fall sick with it. Dominance of males over females seems to be one of the symptoms.

Before a revolution can take place, the population must lose faith in both the police and the courts.

High taxation is important and so is inflation of the currency and the ratio of the productive to those on the public payroll. But that’s old hat; everybody knows that a country is on the skids when its income and outgo get out of balance and stay that way – even though there are always endless attempts to wish it way by legislation. But I started looking for little signs and what some call silly-season symptoms.

I want to mention one of the obvious symptoms: Violence. Muggings. Sniping. Arson. Bombing. Terrorism of any sort. Riots of course – but I suspect that little incidents of violence, pecking way at people day after day, damage a culture even more than riots that flare up and then die down. Oh, conscription and slavery and arbitrary compulsion of all sorts and imprisonment without bail and without speedy trial – but those things are obvious; all the histories list them.

I think you have missed the most alarming symptom of all. This one I shall tell you. But go back and search for it. Examine it. Sick cultures show a complex of symptoms as you have named… But a dying culture invariably exhibits personal rudeness. Bad manners. Lack of consideration for others in minor matters. A loss of politeness, of gentle manners, is more significant than a riot.

This symptom is especially serious in that an individual displaying it never thinks of it as a sign of ill health but as proof of his/her strength. Look for it. Study it. It is too late to save this culture – this worldwide culture, not just the freak show here in California. Therefore we must now prepare the monasteries for the coming Dark Age. Electronic records are too fragile; we must again have books, of stable inks and resistant paper.

Dr. Kettle Belly Baldwin

Keeping A Sunny Disposition in the Dark

20 Oct

Sunny Disposition flickr image by mhofstrand

Insomuch as the past several weeks have been hugely stressful for me due to professional and personal challenges that sees me as an easy target to feast on lately.  Add to that the negative vibes within my immediate environment that seem to have dropped by on this already busy head and simply decided to stay. I also fully decided on letting go of one of my three biggest items on my bucket list.  Really heavy stuff.

Then the gray skies and rainy weather!  Oh man I really really hate it!

My speech and thought patterns have been greatly affected.  Looking at the first words and images that pop in my head for any new information that comes in, I barely recognize this zombie that replaced the bubbly, perky, happy-go-lucky girl full of bright ideas, a plan and tons of hope that was me around this time last year.  So I take some quiet time, double back and study.  WTF happened?  How do I climb myself out of this funk-y hole? I don’t like this at all.

As it had been my most of the time guilty pleasure, the positivity/happy thought/cheer-me-up literature actually provides me the opposite effect.  By now, the closest of my friends know to distance themselves when I’m like this.  The develolping ones, well, good to be able to hide with the schedule flexibility of my profession.  I keep away physically, I get vague online. Hint hint hint.  Either you stay to help me go through it or keep away as I’m going to make a very huge mess.

Sumptous & glorious food, sweets, alcohol and partying does provide temporary comfort, but I can’t go on a bingeing, munching, boozing spree forever!  I actually like my wardrobe now and not keen to replace them for the rest of this decade.  I also need to be lucid enough to be able to earn my living.

I’m only able to share this now because of an epiphany, great chocolate, and a really really good Cheerleader [THANK YOU!].  An expected development happening on the coming days, when it does happen, will confirm it.

I keep fighting the good fight because I know all the efforts exerted and continue to make will all be worth these wishes for my universe that I continue to strive for.

So I’m not gonna ruin the surprise.  I’lm unplugging my worries, chill and let the universe take care of me.

Wish me luck! (Or not, every chance I get to see the sun anywhere, or when the cat approaches me for some cuddling, even the assuring clear taste of water – it feels like a whispering, “While you breathe, you hope!”

 

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I Love TonTon Thai Massage (and I’m not afraid to say it!)

12 Oct

It’s always a good day/night when I squeeze in time to drop by and have my 2 hours at TonTon Massage Authentic Thai Massage.

I got introduced to this by my former manager as a reward for doing great work way back in 2006.  Been hooked ever since.  Wherever in the Philippines, I will try to get myself to one of it’s many branches every two weeks.  Nothing like it overseas so it’s the first thing I gun for the minute I get back into the country.

My sister Earthlingorgeous posted her own review when I brought her one time. Her being a lifestyle blogger who’s used to glamorous spas did not appreciate the ambiance.  I have had my share of these fabulous spas but never cared about for the ambiance thing so long as I get quality treatment especially for the massage part.

I’d however agree with her feedback about the pillows, but I have previously and continue to enjoy fully my massage without it so…

At Tonton massage areas, there is soothing music played, there is minimum light to encourage awareness and rest to the patrons.  It smells quite nice too.  Have heard about some rumors of other branches smelling like stinky feet but I’m assuming those are isolated cases.  I frequent Shaw Boulevard and V. Luna/East Avenue branches usually.

Oh, I had a chitchat with the administrator of the V.Luna branch – it’s still for sale at PHP 1.2M!  Poked around further and found out that they are having a hard time finding a buyer because that price is only for half of the business – you’ll end up with a business partner in tow.  Oh well, when I finally get to save that much perhaps it’s still gonna be on sale.

Can’t wait to go back again soon =)

Thanksgiving

18 Nov

Of course we Filipinos do not recognize nor celebrate that American occasion. However, this month has brought me a lot of good things and I just want to express my gratitude and appreciation for all the things that had happened and is going to happen in the future.

Here’s to

· reconnecting with old friends

· creating relationships with new ones

· career, educational and social plans starting to fall into place

· weight loss

Thanks again.

People make me happy.

27 Sep

With their love, care, humor, challenge and existence.

So now, I’m currently making a photo project – isolating the best of the best. Will have them printed on the largest possible size and have them framed and placed on wherever my eyes will land on at my flat.

Happy Father’s Day, PAPA!

15 Jun

I have learned a lot from you, though your method of teaching is hmmn, not so traditional.

It has been painful for you to walk for a few years now so your moving around activities are limited to the house, sitting on your chair in front of it and going to and from the neighborhood store.  You’re turning 77 this July.  Your elder sister died a few weeks ago.

You’ve been ill a couple of days back and had difficulties getting up from bed.  Now they say you can barely hear and people yell at you by default for you to be able to understand what they’re saying.  This is freaking me out so I have to go do this.  I hope you appreciate it.

A few months ago, I went and asked you that if your life had been different, what would you see yourself doing other than this life you have now?

You have a ready, curt no-nonsense, four-letter word answer that I refuse to share with everybody – it’s mine!

Looking at it now, I should have apologized for laughing my ass of out of what you said.  I am sorry.  I did not understand then.  I do now.

Your life had been a series of challenges since you were young and without a good pair of parents (be it their fault or not) that might have made your life easier.  That’s no excuse to get deep into a series of alcohol-induced stupor.  Adolescence, even adulthood did not offer additional comfort and or has even made you used to uhmm…well…what you’re used to.  Then comes your fairy-tale wedding.  Eventually it grew to a family.  I just happened to be on that unit. This marriage and family grew.

At times I think I thirst for what might have been (and since you’re still alive – this could very well improve – I can hope, right?) our interactions because I am often told I’ve always been your favorite.  I have no blame but gratitude and the ever constant need & compulsion to take care of you.

But since I’m miles away (and you can’t hear me on the phone or even on the webcam), let me tell you this:

As you have always done alone since you were young, keep taking care of yourself.

And oh, I LOVE YOU.

Kulot Factor

9 May

Hahaha…to think I’d prefer talking about hairstyles rather than finally finishing my Pagudpud piece.

Well, I’ve been obsessing about having my hair permed since hmmn…time immemorial…whereas Pagudpud was a two-month long infatuation (that I have gotten over with by going there)…so here.

Around middle of 2006, when my hair was long and I got bored of how wavy it was and I became tired of just leaving it be, I asked the stylist to set it as curly for an event I attended:

But then again that further damaged my hair so I have chopped most of it off and had it relax-processed and then that did not allow much option.  For a year my hair did not grow beyond a little below my jawlines, it’s cut away again.

Now, the hair has gone shoulder length so off to the dresser I said.  They kept warning me about it’s not too long yet to no avail.  I said I wanted it permed PRONTO!

So there:

Finally, it’s done.  You want a picture of the finished product?  You’d need to see me first!

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