March 2002 Archives

crucifixion madness

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These past few days it seems like I've been all about the crucifixions -- this is the last post! I promise! (at least for this year)

400 years ago Spain introduced Catholicism and used as it as an exteremly effective tool for colonization. To be a good Christian was to be meek and to surrender to the will of god, gunpowder and Spain. To go to paradise one had to reject all native practices of worship and all the culture that went along with it. It's true. You can go check the history books yourself.

But just as in other cultures native pagan practices tend to subvert Christian rituals. Hence the Celtic designs on Irish crosses that closely resembled Druidic glyphs or Haitian Voodoo rituals that fuse the worship of Catholic saints with that of African Loas. By subverting a foreign influence, you make it your own. It is a form of resistance. Agaw-armas? Agaw-agimat!

Even today the church opposes ritual crucifixion (as well as Vagina Monologue readings and family planning). They are threatened. However to those who practice these rituals there is no conflict. It is but natural. It is who they are.

Friend Rome of KaKosa.com went to Cutud, Pampanga for this year's Holy Week crucifixions and came back with a gallery of photos and an interview with some of the crucified penitents. Amazing stuff.

In the photo above, taken by the Philippine Star's Revoli Cortez, "penitents walk under an unfinished bridge along the MacArthur Highway in Mabalacat, Pampanga on their way to Dau where they were to be nailed to the cross on Good Friday." Stations of the Cross meets The Beatles's Abbey Road album cover? Something like that.

Last but not least: The BBC has a page full of photos from this year's crucifixions at Cutud and their captions are pretty good.

bata reyes, hall of famer?

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It's about fucking time: Filipino Efren "Bata" Reyes, arguably the best billiards player of all time, has been nominated to the 2002 Billiard Congress of America Hall of Fame.

(I've talked about Reyes here before; if you don't know who he is and why he's so amazing, you should follow that link.)

rico yan update

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For those of you coming here from Google:

Young actor Rico Yan died of natural causes, police said Saturday.

"The doctors said there was no foul play," said Director Edgar Aglipay, chief of the National Capital Region Police Office, citing autopsy findings by physicians of the Philippine National Police Crime Laboratory and St. Luke's Hospital.

Aglipay added: "According to the doctors it's acute hemorrhagic pancreatitis resulting (in) cardiac arrest. In short, he died in his sleep, parang (like) bangungot."

Interesting that a big shot like Aglipay is handling this, especially since he was probably on vacation during Holy Week like most everyone else. I'd understand why if someone had been murdered (like Nida Blanca, whose case unfortunately dropped off the public radar sometime after Christmas -- how quickly we forget), but since his parents and friends never considered violence or drugs as being behind Yan's death, why Aglipay? Welcome to the cult of personality that is the Philippines. update: Ellen says Aglipay was Yan's uncle; if that's true, it's sloppy journalism on the part of writer TJ Burgonio to not mention that in his article. Tsk tsk.

Strange too how on Friday Yan's age was given as 25 and his year of birth 1977, but on Saturday he was 27 and the year 1975 -- I doubt the masa would have given a shit about his age and I'm not sure why artistas bother lying about it. His best friend Dominic Ochoa says he's 24 or 25, which I know isn't true since he's a family friend of and the same age as The Boy (who's in his late twenties).

Anyway, there are already a few tributes to Yan online, by screenwriter Jose Javier Reyes and showbiz journalists Leah Salterio and Ricky Lo. More should pop up tomorrow when the newspapers start work again after the long Holy Week vacation.

jesus is with you always

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I think Larry Van Pelt's Jesus Is With You Always drawings are sweet, if slightly creepy in an "Every Breath You Take" way.

What freaks me out is that Van Pelt's Jesus looks kind of like Jeffrey Zeldman.

If he was the Messiah, we'd have web standards by now, no?

stations of the cross, by chris woods

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Jesus Meets the Women of Jerusalem by self-taught artist Chris Woods, part of his Stations of the Cross exhibit. Powerful stuff, even to this particular non-believer.
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celine dion broke my mac

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I don't know, maybe it's just me, but if people are going out and spending their money on a Celine Dion cd, chances are pretty good there are enough things going wrong in their lives without her breaking their Macs down.

Celine fans, please get some taste. Celine, please taste something.

mr spock

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Can I trade one of you Canadians something for a Canadian five dollar bill? I'd like one so I can draw on it like Caterina and have Mr Spock in my wallet.

Defacing currency is fun.

happy birthday, jarvis!

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Today is Jarvis's sixth birthday! I got him a package of big beef bones as a present, and he's been snacking quite happily on them every afternoon for the past few days.

Jarvis loves car rides, especially when I let him sit on my lap and stick his head out the window, as you can see from the photo above. People in neighboring vehicles frequently roll their windows down to wave and say hi to him -- after they get over the surprise of a (handsome!) shaggy doggy face peering at them from inside another car.

good appetite!

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I made baked potatos for dinner tonight, so those of you who know me offline feel free pick your jaws up off the floor now -- I can cook, you fuckers, I just hate hot places and Manila is much too hot as it is without my having to spend time in the kitchen.

Anyway, being a nerd I googled "baked potato" before cooking and came across a brazilian baked potato site which, run through the Google Translator, gives you this:

Either welcome to the Baked Potato Online. An elaborated site to guide and to clarify you on our products and its ingredients, promotions, tips, store and everything what it says respect to the Baked Potato. Good appetite!

Kind of like instant Engrish, but I like it. So for those of you who are about to eat, good appetite!

(Dinner was swell, by the way)

rico yan

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Local movie/tv star Rico Yan died sometime this morning (in bed?) while vacationing with friends at the Dos Palmas resort in Palawan. I'm so not a fan (forgetting the baduy factor, I never thought he could act his way out of a paper bag) but my thoughts are with his family -- and with the poor Dos Palmas people, who struggled and finally managed to reopen earlier this month after the Abu Sayyaf raided the resort a year ago.

(Today and Maundy Thursday are the worst days for emergencies in this country because all offices are closed except the most essential government services and hospital -- and then usually the really competent workers are on vacation -- and the print, tv and radio journalists are off too, so when anything short of a national emergency happens everyone's starved for information till Saturday.)

update: he died in his sleep from hemorrhagic pancreatitis.

holy week

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Lots of information on how Holy Week is celebrated in the Philippines in this LiveJournal post:

In Spanish times, as part of the process for coopting the leading native families, among the distinctions the Spanish clergy would hand out to the local oligarchy would be the custodianship over certain religious images. Spanish style Catholicism is particularly obsessed with images and this obsession has merged quite well with prehispanic idolatry on the part of the people the Spanish happened to subjugate -in Mexico and the Philippines, for example, the images that have the greatest following, or devotions, are often dark-skinned, because the faithful could identify with them more; which is why, for example, when the Philippine Revolution against Spain took place, images with fair skin (say, painted to look white, or made of ivory) often had their noses cut off out of racial spite, but black madonnas and images of Christ were spared.

The images Filipinos are particularly devoted to are of Mary, so the country is replete with madonnas that are patronesses of everything from safe journeys (Nuestra Senora de Buen Viaje, in Antipolo), the rosary (Nuestra Senora dela Paz y la Santissimo Rosario originally in Manila and now in Quezon City -commonly known as Nuestra Senora de la Naval, as the defeat of many Dutch and British naval attacks against Spanish galleons traveling between Acapulco and Manila were attributed to her intercession), Our Lady of Perpetual Help (a more modern devotion introduced shortly before WW2, she is the patroness of the poor, of the scorned and those with hopeless causes -the devotion to her by the working classes and prostitutes is particularly intense), and so on. There is a national devotion to the Infant Jesus, called the Santo Nino (The Infant Jesus of Prague), dating back to Magellan leaving an image of the Sto. Nino in the Visayas which was "miraculously" rediscovered when the Spaniards returned; the Sto. Nino is the particular devotion of businessmen and merchants and anyone wanting prosperity and good luck, so it is rare not to find an office or a factory or any business establishment without a little Santo Nino image on display.

ariel's four things

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mynnie, freelance librarian

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Great article you should read on my favorite librarian: "Jessamyn West: Freelance Librarian".

crucifixion and flagellation

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This week is Holy Week in the Philippines, a time when Catholics are supposed to fast, repent and think about Christ, although in practice many of them either go to the beach or stay home watching action movies on TV. Anyway, one of the strangest things about Catholicism in this country is that some people have themselves crucified for Lent, year after year.

Ruben Enaje refuses to yield to the pain of being nailed to the cross. He has steadfastly held onto his crucifixion, his panata (devotion) for the last 15 years and for the next five years because it has given him and his family "so much blessings (dakal a pasalamat)."

And in terms not material. "It deepened my faith in the Lord, gave me peace of mind amid poverty and shielded me and my family from harm," he explains in the Kapampangan dialect.

He also attributes the jobs that came after a long lull to the work of the divine. "He provides, never failing to care," this 41-year-old house painter utters almost meditatively while he puts the finishing touches on three huge, wooden crosses that are going to be used alternately by him and 10 other penitents on Good Friday.

Enaje is not only this year's main Kristo, the man who is going to reenact Christ's route to Calvary or in the village's case, at Purok Kuwatro where a hill was made out of compacted lahar.

This man, who only finished grade school, also assembles the crosses, paints and retouches a huge sketch of Christ's face and makes the tandus (the spears of the Centurions) in between painting houses, making signs, fixing bikes and parenting chores.

To him, though, these are still not enough forms of thanksgiving and sacrifice. Enaje took to the crucifixion rite in 1985 a year after he fell from a three-story building.

"I survived without a scratch," he recalls, hastening to add it was a "miracle."

You can read about and see photos from a previous reenactment of the crucifixion here, but be warned that some of the photos are bloody and shouldn't be viewed if you're easily disturbed.

ncca's abc of filipino culture

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The National Commission for Culture and the Arts's website has a nifty little children's section which includes an ABC of Filipino Culture.

Of course, I'm terribly biased and my favorite is the letter U (especially since I never have to take another shitty DECL class again), but I'm trying to schedule a trip to V sometime in April as it's supposed to be one of the loveliest cities in the Philippines and I've never been.

parlez-vous verlan?

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Parlez-vous verlan?

Verlan is a dialect that has emerged from the suburbs across most French cities. It started gaining popularity in the early 1980s and has never looked back.

Teenagers have adopted the new street language as their own, and many social commentators are claiming it is born of inequalities within French society.

In verlan, syllables in existing French words are reversed to produce a completely new word.

For example bouteille - or bottle - becomes teibou.

Or to make things even more complicated, sometimes one syllable can be dropped altogether. Take voiture, or car. This becomes turvoi and then tourv.

The name itself comes from reversing the word l'envers - meaning back to front.

We do this too in Pilipino although as far as I know, no one's bothered to name the phenomenon in 30 years (I should check with a linguist). Bobo (stupid; not pronounced the way you would a clown's name) becomes obobs, mother and father turn to ermat and erpat, panty becomes tipan, etc.

samuri lapin

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I am Samuri Lapin! Your kung-fu skills are no match for my swordsmanship!

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chris and his birthday g4

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I have decided that this computer is the sexiest thing since naked people. And much like naked people, I have absolutely no idea how to make anything on it work, but I am pressing lots of buttons and being greeted with satisfying noises, so I expect I'll get the hang of it eventually...

Happy birthday Chris, you lucky bastard.

swanky airstream

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I've always, always wanted an Airstream trailer because the aluminum exterior is just so damn sexy. Well, Airstream's just released the International CCD, your basic silver Airstream outside with (finally!) the swanky, stylish exterior to match. *drool*
[ via What Do I Know ]

sugababes - freak like me

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The Sugababes (so good it feels wrong to call them a band) have covered Adina Howard's "Freak Like Me." Caroline has the mp3 and boy does it rock! Download it there or on Audiogalaxy if you know what's good for you.

screw you, meralco

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Consumers must brace themselves for much bigger power bills not because of higher electric consumption as they switch on electric fans and air- conditioners to ward off the heat this summer.

The hefty sum will be due to Manila Electric Co.’s insertion of a 3.97-peso per kilowatt-hour increase in basic charges which translates to a steep 116 percent increase in electric bills of residential consumers, according to a militant group.

Screw you, Meralco!

shoezies

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I saw these in the toy store the other day and almost died laughing: Shoezies are "collectibly cool fashions for your fingers" -- yes, tiny shoes that you buy for US$5 a pop and wear on your fingertip.

Blanche of Naked and on Fire said this about them:

I submit to you that "Find a niche and fill it" is now officially dead. It's twitching like a poisoned cockroach, not unlike my faith in the smarts of the human race. The saying now has to be dumbed down like so much out there, just so no one will try something so completely asinine again.

It's now going to have to be "Find a niche and make damn sure you aren't just making some stupid shit up for a niche that doesn't exist, because the likely result will be people laughing and pointing at you for being such a dumbass. And don't forget the possibility of job loss."

Stupidest collectible ever?

yoga foundation

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This week's Sunday Inquirer Magazine's cover story is on Jose Arando, who runs the Jagad Yoga Shala ashram in Makati. Lille's been taking classes there for a while and enjoying it and I've been meaning to give it a try for ages, only I've been busy finishing my thesis. Now that the damn thing is done I have no excuse, especially since it's only a few minutes away from my house.

little rocket

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happy couple by avid liongoren

I met the immensely talented Avid of Little Rocket yesterday! He's even more adorable in person than his site lets on, so much so that I wanted to pick him up and put him in my pocket until I realized he was younger than me* -- then I wanted to pick him up and shake him till he was dizzy. The kids of today...

I bought three of his prints: Happy Couple (above), Urbania and Blue Bot. They'll be hanging on my bedroom walls after a quick trip to the framers.

*Just a year younger, but still.

npa in bohol

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In a barangay about 40 kilometers away from the capital of Tagbilaran, a peasant family made a tough decision one day: no more playing host to the "H" (referring to the hukbo, the New People’s Army). It was 1991, and the communist guerrillas in their village had just stolen the family’s one and only carabao.

The family thought: The rebels were not like these before; they used to help solve problems, not add to them.

Ka Bino, a senior officer of the Communist Party of the Philippines (CPP) based here, still remembers that episode. "The family drove us away," he tells Newsbreak in his mountain camp here. "We experienced this in many other barangays—driven away by the masa because of the abuses that some of our comrades committed. Ang sakit (how painful)."

Eleven years after Joma Sison's "Reaffirm" directive that almost killed the NPA, it's making a strong comeback in Bohol and the reasons why might surprise you.

señor alba's

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I had merienda at Señor Alba on Tomas Morato with Mega-S and P yesterday. The food was very good (we're planning to try their lunch buffet soon, and to drag The Boy along) but their pretty website is only available in flash, one of my pet peeves. I have no problem with flash-only personal sites -- well, maybe a little problem, but I don't really need to see them and have no problem hitting that back button -- but if you're running a business, wouldn't you want your P.R. site to be easy to use by all your potential clients?

Of course, the flash didn't stop me from filling out the Win-A-Free-Lunch form. Flash-only ticks me off but not enough to get in the way of a potential free tasty meal, one of my greatest weaknesses.

rome

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Excerpted from an email Rome sent to the Philweavers list (posted with permission, of course):

Maraming gago kahit sa anong kilusan. Mahirap kasi yung sawsaw o babad lang. Kailangan tunay na pakikisalamuha. Hindi dapat cosmetic o puro "cliché." Some of the most pro-poor people I know are rich capitalists and some of the most perverted corrupt megalomaniacs ay galing sa hanay ng mahihirap. Kailangan kasi alam mo yung mga issues at history sa mga kilusan mismo. (ex. Some religious student oranizations and schools were set up by the CIA and the catholic church in the sixties to counter the growing nationalism then.)

Ako mismo hindi pa ako napapanday sa pakikibaka at wala akong balak. I'm a laber not a fighter. Kutkot lang sa problema alam ko. Hanggang kutkot lang. Isang petty bourgeois lang ako, lahat tayo. Syempre. May uring-manggagawa na ba na nakaka-internet?

We are not the people. In fact to the majority of Filipinos we are the enemy. Would we ever change a status quo that favors us? All the education, culture and values we know are for the middle class and are totally irrelevant to the peasantry. Think about it.

image idiots

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Image Idiots: UNITE! is "an online photo exhibition that will draw upon the work of amateur digital photographers." Sounds neat.

broken promises

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60 Minutes II visited the children of Jerusalem featured in "Promises," the Oscar-nominated documentary I mentioned the other day, four years after "Promises" was filmed, and what they found is heartbreaking.
[ via American Samizdat ]

google translate bookmark

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Microcontent News has a Google Translate bookmarklet -- drag it to your toolbar to translate any site from from French, Spanish, Portugese, German or Italian into English.

Why doesn't the otherwise excellent Google Toolbar do this yet? Props to friend Anil for pointing out that it's one of the options if you have the info button enabled, which I now do. Yayy Anil and yayy Google.

movable type/le bloguer/thesis

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What's even better than today's release of Movable Type 2.0? (yayy Ben and Mena!)

Mssr Relton DuPiniot paying you a visit and liking what he sees. I've been dreaming of this all my life.

What's even better than those two things put together?

Submitting your thesis and having just one exam between you and graduation next month. If I wasn't so pooped from staying up to finish the damn thing, I'd go and party till the wee hours of tomorrow morning.

a walk home

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I don't know who to blame: architects and planners, for giving us cities onto which it is hard to impose ourselves; or us, for not trying harder.(...)

Glenn McDonald's "A Walk Home" photo essay is a thing of beauty.

[ via emptybottle.org and OnePotMeal ]

salon goodies

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Sometimes all Salon has for weeks is dreck, but there are a handful of interesting articles, essays and interviews today (forgive me for the multiple links to a site some of you visit every day; this is for those of you that don't):

» B.Z. Goldberg and Justine Shapiro (yes, the host of "Lonely Planet") were interviewed about their documentary "Promises" on the children of Jerusalem (both Jewish and Arab), widely tipped to win Best Documentary at this years Oscars.

» "A Mother Without Child" by Robin Wallace, on the heartache of miscarrying her baby the day after her due date. (I almost cried reading this)

» "Faith No More" is about Joel Shalit and his new book Jerusalem Calling, in which he talks about religious fundamentalism in Israel, Palestine and the U.S (where Shalit, an Israeli citizen, now lives). Most interesting to me was this paragraph:

According to Schalit, the American left, both scornful of the religious right and overly deferential to it, simply doesn't take this community seriously. When President Bush repeatedly invokes the word "evil," with obvious religious connotations, too many Americans, especially journalists and liberals afraid of insulting someone else's faith, don't bat an eye. As a result, the left fails both to understand the doctrine of the religious right, and to challenge it. To fully understand the religious right's worldview, Schalit suggests, might mean taking a hard look at the Bible. But rather than offering the left or the Democratic Party a method of counterattack, "America the Enchanted" is more of a wake-up call.

» Karl Auerbach, one of the few ICANN board members elected by the people, explains how ICANN is like Enron and why he's suing it. If you want to learn more about just how screwed up the non-profit entity that controls domain names is, check out ICANNwatch.

» Last but not the least, Salon interviewed Denis Halliday, former head of the U.N.'s oil for peace program in Iraq, who says:

In the U.S., there are a number of issues not being discussed. One of those is international law. The U.S. somehow doesn't believe that international law applies to this great democracy, to this great empire. We've seen Mr. Bush reject various aspects of international law in the past year. That's a failure on the part of Washington to understand that the U.S. is in fact subordinate to the charter, to the declaration of human rights, to the Geneva Conventions and protocols -- all of which would protect Iraq, a sovereign state and member of the United Nations -- from further harassment, attacks and killings by the United States.

[What's missing is] respect for international law and an awareness that this is not an empire -- that "might" is no longer "right" in the year 2002, and that Mr. Bush does not have any God-given right to attack Iraq or its people without consultation with the Security Council. There is no legitimate way for the U.S. to wage war again on the people of Iraq. That's one huge issue that's missing, in my view.

Another would be the fact that American foreign policy is not understood by the vast majority of American people. And that this is due to a media that in this country is suppressed by Washington and by the owners of this media, who often tend to be corporate entities close to the [White House] and very often are arms manufacturers with a vested interest in chaos [in] the Middle East. And as a result Americans do not actually get both sides of the story.

I believe that Americans are basically decent people. If they understood that Iraq is not made up of 22 million Saddam Husseins but made up of 22 million people -- of families, of children, of elderly parents, families with dreams and hopes and expectations for their children and themselves -- they would be horrified to realize that the current killing of innocent Iraqi civilians by the U.S. Air Force, or what happened in the Gulf War, is being done in their name.

20 things

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Judith's just launched 20 things.org -- have a look and sign up if you're interested (and you probably will be).

I am a 20 things flake, which I will probably regret for the rest of my life as the exchange I flaked out on turned out spectacularly.

cchq

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If you don't regularly visit the Katipunan area, it might still be worth a visit if only to check out the new store Central Comic Headquarters, owned by some people The Boy knows. They carry all sorts of comics (their comics cost slightly more than Filbar's or Comic Quest, but the trade paperbacks are much cheaper), Japanese manga and anime, and collectible card games like Vampire: The Eternal Struggle, and even have a table set up so their customers can play games and trade cards.

The name of the building escapes me right now (fbr?), but It's in the fbr building, the one where Beanhoppers used to be and Shin Ramen Tei is now. CCHQ's on the third floor. (thanks to Joy for confirming the name of the building)

the uniboob effect

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Tim says: "I am a man. I do not know what women go through with bras, and I will probably never know (unless I get so fat that I have to buy manbras, but that will not happen). So it was news to me that women in sports bras suffer from a uniboob phenomenon..."

milli vanilli + the most confident man

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Sifting through old essays and papers today to see if anything was worth salvaging, I found a short journal I had to keep for a class over Christmas break. These are two of the entries:

16 December 1998 [ 1:24 pm ]

Shoot me. Please shoot me.

I’m sitting in seat D, row 46 out of a possible 48 rows. The plane is full, the seats are cramped, I have no book to read to pass the goddamn three-and-a-half-hour flight, and my mother is seated precisely 45 rows ahead of me in Business Class.

(On second thought, shoot her first, then me.)

All these things are telling me, as an experienced traveller, that this plane ride is going to be less than enjoyable – but I know better.

I know that this plane ride is going to be Hell, and I know this because the music being softly piped through the plane’s speaker system is an instrumental cover of Milli Vanilli’s " I’m Gonna Miss You."

Shoot me now?

Which reminds me: I wanted to write about "Blame It On The Rain" and how it reminds me of a month I spent in Baguio as a kid for Croon, but Lille's already written about her Baguio memory on there so I've gone and picked another song and memory to work with when I have the time. But go read hers!

31 December 1998 [ 5:30 pm ]

I just saw the most confident man on the face of the planet Earth today. He’s approximately 50 to 60 years old, almost bald and probably German, European for sure. He’s about 5 foot 10 or 11, and weighs something like 260 pounds, at least 80 pounds of which are contained in his belly, which is currently engaged by gravity, hanging over the teeny red thong that contains his Johnson.

Meanwhile, I’m sitting poolside trying to simultaneously stop myself from vomiting at the over-exposure while sucking my own gut in. There's something wrong with this picture.

Sadly, I still feel the need to suck my gut in when I'm semi-naked around strangers. Would that I had the confidence of Mr Teeny Red Thong.

raymund narag

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The Inquirer has an article on Raymund Narag, one of the five fratmen who were recently found not guilty in the 1994 murder of rival frat member Dennis Venturina in U.P. (another five were convicted) and one of only two who were denied bail and spent six years and nine months in jail. I was initially unsympathetic -- I think fraternities and sororities are stupid and outdated for the most part, and not just because of the violence -- but an article on Narag in this month's U.P. Newsletter (unfortunately not online) changed my mind about him, not just because he had an alibi for the time of the rumble but also because he spent the time in jail rethinking fraternity culture1:

"In my time, our seniors would regale us with stories of rumbles against other fraternities and recount how many heads they had clubbed with their lead pipes. Such stories encouraged many of us to do the same, pick fights with other fraternities, and perpetuate the violence that had already claimed so many lives," he disclosed. "I was never involved in any rumble; still I landed in jail. That's how pervasive violence can be. It spares no one. And it is that twisted thinking in the fraternity system that I want to correct now that I have been acquitted."

A free man now, Narag said he could not be completely happy with the QC RTC decision knowing that five of his brods had been meted out life terms. He said he agrees with Judge Jose Catral Mendoza in saying that like Venturina, they too, are victims of the culture of violence enveloping the fraternity system2. "A friend told me once: every frat member who has held a lead pipe is guilty of the death of Dennis Venturina, Niño Calinao, Alex Icasiano and Den Daniel Reyes. We are all guilty because we didn't speak about it. We chose to be silent about it, which is also a way of tolerating violence," he said.

1Working on the assumption that "fraternity culture" isn't an oxymoron, something of which I'm far from convinced.
2While I agree with his next sentence, I disagree with this one. Are we supposed to excuse people who beat children just because they were victims of child abuse themselves? I'm sorry, but any adult who chooses to pick up a lead pipe and go some place with the express purpose of assaulting someone else because of machismo doesn't deserve either my sympathy or leniency under the law. If your friends try and make you do something you know in your heart is wrong, you really should be finding yourself a new set of friends.

grade satisfaction

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Jonas David is a smart, smart guy:

This month, Jonas will receive his BA Philosophy degree from the University of the Philippines, cum laude. While a lot of young people would kill for this recognition, Jonas says there is more to education than graduating with honors.

"The grade is something, being cum laude is something, but it's not everything. There are many ways to get that without much effort. It's just a matter of selecting professors who give high grades. What's the point of that? It's no big deal. Being cum laude is just a bonus. Regardless of whether I graduate cum laude or not, I feel fulfilled because I know I chose professors who don't easily give high grades."

A few years ago, a guy (let's call him "F") who shared my major and graduated magna cum laude got a lot of media attention for the speech he delivered during graduation. Like most things that eventually get passed around through email, it was trite; the main point of his speech was "look at me, I'm poor and I've made something of myself, hurrah hurrah" which I thought was ridiculous since that's the story of your average U.P. student and has been since the university was founded. It's the top school in the country and the only one with any prestige in which being poor is the norm and not a handicap so to use it as a crutch like that, to make it an excuse for the people who don't do so well academically on the one playing field tilted in their favor is revolting and easily the most anti-poor statement I've ever heard from anyone in U.P., let alone one so celebrated: outwardly feel good, but insidiously self-hating.

That was my most charitable thought about it; never mind the others -- for now -- except for one, which was that it was strange that F graduated with honors and I'd never heard of him before. I never bothered socializing much with the other majors since I had friends from other colleges, so I didn't know everyone but I knew enough people to get most of the gossip. I knew A had walked into the class B was attending and slapped him, that C and D had had a catfight over a boy and that E was in danger of getting kicked out, that kind of news, but the other sort of thing that quickly got around was the name of anyone really talented and/or smart, and F's name was never mentioned for any reason let alone those two.

Wondering if I'd been left out of the loop, I asked around and what I got back was that F had avoided all the difficult professors and taken the soft touches -- the ones students know aren't particularly bright or demanding and are prone to handing out ones (A+) like candy -- multiple times each. I avoided the latter sort (one of the reasons I've been in school so long is that I've been very choosy about teachers) but finally took a class with one out of curiousity because he was famous for being very entertaining. While I did get a one, which looks great on my transcript, I was also dissatisfied because I didn't learn anything in the class or had done anywhere near the amount of work that a one should be worth, and while I'm glad I got to know him I still wish I'd taken it with someone else.

To this day, the grade I'm most proud of is the two (B?) I got in Dragon Lady's class. I worked harder for that class than any before or since, and the two from her (one of only four grades two or lower that I've gotten from my department) means more to me than any grade I've ever received in my life. The only thing school-related that brings me more satisfaction than it is that she's said she'd happily write letters of recommendation for me when I apply for work or graduate studies, and one of my biggest regrets is that I didn't push myself to do even more in her class.

F avoided her as an undergrad and I'd be very surprised if he doesn't do the same as a grad student.

saudi arabia religious police

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This makes me want to cry:

Saudi Arabia's religious police stopped school from leaving a blazing building because they were not wearing correct Islamic dress, according to Saudi newspapers.

One witness said he saw three policemen "beating young to prevent them from leaving the school because they were not wearing the abaya".

The Saudi Gazette quoted witnesses as saying that the police - known as the Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice - had stopped men who tried to help the and warned "it is a sinful to approach them".

The father of one of the dead said that the school watchman even refused to open the gates to let the out.

"Lives could have been saved had they not been stopped by members of the Commission for Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice," the newspaper concluded.

chicane

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Off to see Chicane with Lille!

update: It was very, very good. More about it in a day or two when I've sufficiently recovered.

ny times magazine: music

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This weekend's New York Times Magazine is all about music -- among the offerings are a really long article on Moby and the future of pop music, a peek at what was on Beck's iPod on February 27 (198 tracks out of the 8000 on his hard drive), and my two favorites: "My Mingus"by Charles Mingus' wife Sue and the "Downtown " slide show (which is where I got that great photo of Deborah Harry -- she still kicks ass!) about female musicians in Lower Manhattan.

kakosa.com

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(Relatively) new on KaKosa.com: interviews with journalist Howie Severino, illustrator Arnold Arre and designer Ninoy Leyran of 25*8, plus a gallery of sketches by Robert Alejandro.

(teka lang, bakit lahat lalake?)

fun with postcards

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Fun With Postcards:

1. The Hoopla500's "Postcard from Over Here"

2. Playcation: A second-hand vacation, recounted through lingering postal evidence.

tokyo sketchbook

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The image above is of a Suntory Vending Machine and taken from Tokyo Sketchbook, a collection of sketches by two artists, Eri Nakada and the fantastically named Jason Atomic. (I would so change my name to that if I was a boy)
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death penalty

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From yesterday's Today editorial, "Mean thoughts from mean minds":

We will put it this way: Either you are for the death penalty on principle, or you are against it on principle, in which case the particular circumstances of Joseph Estrada are irrelevant. By this we mean that if those for the death penalty only want it applied in order to savor the satisfaction of having one of the leading proponents of the death penalty suffer the fate he once advocated for condemned criminals, then their position is one founded not on principle but rather on an atavistic desire for revenge. And if those who want the death penalty retained are against its abolition again because they want to enjoy seeing Estrada subjected to lethal injection, and do not care about condemning possibly innocent and obscure prisoners to the same fate, then what can one say except that persons who do not care about possible innocents being slain in order to see one criminal pay the ultimate price are myopic, cruel and do not deserve further attention. For they would be like generals who would bomb a village to extinction in order to eliminate one fat rat.

rules for corporate marketing meetings

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rosebaby's Rules For Corporate Marketing Meetings include:

  • Sit next to another creative person, perhaps that person will draw funny pictures of you
  • Take your mini-leatherman with the scissors. This comes in very handy when you take the conference-center provided tablets of paper and cut them up to make the one-wood-armed horse man with said other creative person.
  • Take more than one color of pen so that you can draw graphic representations of what you think of the presentations.

  • enya, the new black

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    One of the popbitches asks, "how come they had enya's 'only time' as the 'theme' for 9/11 instead of the more obvious choice...

    I couldn't help but laugh, it's just so awful. And now I feel somewhat dirty.

    queen of the damned: hair

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    Right after The Queen of the Damned, The Boy told me that he'd thought Aaliyah looked magnificent in the movie, especially the scenes where her hair was down and streaming across her back. I mentioned remembering from Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles how furious both Lestat's mother Gabrielle and Claudia were when they realized that they couldn't cut their hair. They'd chop it off and it would just instantly grow back to the length it was at when they were made vampires.

    Just imagine, I said, if you were in the middle of growing out a particularly gruesome haircut when you were transformed into a vampire -- you'd be stuck with your shitty hair for eternity! Every woman's nightmare.

    queen of the damned

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    queenofthedamned

    The Queen of the Damned finally started showing in Manila today, a few weeks after it opened in the U.S, so I caught the 7:30 p.m. show in Greenbelt with The Boy this evening.

    When I was in high school it used to take months for Hollywood movies to get to us (and we'd still be seeing them a month or two before the audiences in Singapore or Hong Kong would), but now most of the really big movies open here in a month or less, and I'm pretty sure that's due to video piracy -- more often than not the mainstream movies are available on the streets for US $2 or so a day or two after they hit screens in the States. If a movie takes too long to open here, it might not make much money because a large chunk of the people who would ordinarily pay to watch it will have already seen it a few times at home on vcd. But I digress; let's talk about QOTD.

    Was it good? Well, it was a fun watch, I'll give it that. The cast was fantastic, for one: Aaliyah was postively frightening as Akasha and easily the best thing about the movie -- the hype about her was right, she really could act. I barely noticed poor Stuart Townsend (Lestat) whenever they were on screen together, he was so far out of his league that he couldn't even begin to compete, plus it didn't exactly help that he looked like the lead singer of (the thankfully disbanded Australian pop act) Savage Garden dressed up as The Crow. Speaking of The Crow, Vincent Perez was unrecognizable as Marius and I actually didn't know who he was till the credits rolled. Lena Olin and Claudia Black were criminally underused as Maharet and Pandora, especially Black who to my memory had just one line -- oy, even Dr Crusher gets five in a ST:TNG movie!

    I read The Queen of the Damned around six or seven years ago so I'm fuzzy on details but I remember enough to say that the movie isn't an adaptation of the book but a whole different creature, albeit with half of the characters and the general plot. At 80 or so minutes there simply wasn't enough time for any subplots or character study -- the story just speeds along without a thought to any character's motivations except Lestat's, so linear that the movie is going to be a snooze to watch again. A pretty bore, but a bore nonetheless.

    onepotmeal: teach your children well

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    OnePotMeal talks about the importance of teaching your children well. Great stuff.

    new sony clies

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    PalmInfocenter got a major scoop: Sony Japan has just introduced two new cutting-edge handhelds. The PEG-NR70 and PEG-NR70V both have built-in keyboards and 320 by 480 color screens. They also have built-in MP3 and ATRAC3 audio players. In addition, the PEG-NR70V has a built-in camera.

    I already bring two digital cameras around with me (a Canon Ixus s300 + my beloved Casio wristcam) so I'd be pretty happy with the PEG-NR70 Clié. That plus either of the new Nokia 8910s or 6310is, and I'd be in total gadget heaven. *swoon*
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    cool to be rude about dubya

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    The Guardian says it's cool to be rude about Dubya again.

    Does that mean I'm extra super cool because I never stopped?
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    prol redesigns

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    Caroline redesigns, and it is the bomb: prolific.org is fruity.

    britney, disingenue

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    From Lisa Gabriele's "Disingenue", on why Britney Spears's act is getting tired:

    Who cares whether Britney's getting any? Journalists, primarily, because journalists hate being lied to. (Britney's talking out of two sides of her mouth, and the urge to sew the lying side shut is hard to quell.) Her fans, secondly, and the parents with whom they still live. After all, they're twelve years old. Nobody wants to picture them having sex (almost nobody), though recent studies would suggest that many of them are, or heading that way. Her handlers know if Britney owned up to her sexuality, mounted the stage (if you will), and declared that sex with Justin was rocking her world, there'd be a sick baby boom in backwater Florida, and some silly lawsuits would result.

    I exaggerate, but we used to blame Madonna for stirring sexual longing. The wonderful thing about Madonna is that she was too busy hustling Puerto Rican gangbangers to give a shit. Her fans were big . Britney and her handlers, however, care too much about her theoretical influence, because she supposedly holds powerful sway over pre-pubescent minds — children, really. I feel sorry for her. Unlike Madonna, whose fans grew up alongside her, Britney is forced to charm a fresh batch of preadolescents with each new album. Her eponymous third album is filled with disingenous ballads like "Overprotected" and "Not a , Not Yet a Woman" (uh, last I checked, a twenty-year-old was a woman). Ms. Spears obviously wants credibility with an older set of fans, and who can blame her? Imagine being in concert, gyrating to the beat of your own drum machine, only to be left spent and sweaty amongst a crowd of . . . children. Ewww. But Britney's going to have to put up or shut up about her virginity before she can graduate to the next level of fandom, because don't want to feel bad about having sex.

    Also entertaining is Mike of Miscellaneous, Etc's review of Brit-Brit's debut movie: "I could go break cyanide pellets on a crowded city bus, and as long as I explained to the police that I was doing it to keep the passengers from going to see Crossroads, I think I'd still end up with a tickertape parade the next day. Families of the victims would shake my hand and tell me they understood the sacrifice I had to make, and I would be elected King of the World."

    prison videoke bar

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    Prisons director serenades inmates in 'videoke bar'

    My first thought on reading the headline? "He'd better not sing 'My Way' unless he's prepared to put down a riot in there."

    (The article says he sang "You Don't Know Me" and scored an 86, which is okay but not spectacular in a country where nearly everyone can sing.)

    80s

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    One of the things I like best about Audiogalaxy is that when you view the listing of a particular artist's songs, it automatically suggests some other artists you might like based on what people who like the first artist are listening to.

    I've discovered and rediscovered lots of great songs thanks to that feature, and tonight I went on a massive trip down memory lane, one that made me thankful I was too young in the 80s to be embarrassed now about some of the music people listened to back then -- check out the songs listed in 80s, totally 80s, rockin' 80s and awesome 80s.

    Just seeing the titles of some of those songs makes me remember the awful smell of hairsprayed, crimped, glittered big-ass 80s hair and how horrible most of the clothes were. Yuck!

    s.v.'s birthday

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    ham sandwich theorem

    The ham sandwich's for my friend S.V., whose birthday it is today. The Boy and I were supposed to visit him this afternoon but I woke up sick and had to stay home, and now I feel awful for not going to see him.

    He's 50 years older than I am and one of the most interesting people I know, partly because he's had such an interesting life and partly because he's happily and unabashedly a crotchety old man (think Walter Matthau character); sweet to the people he likes but definitely cranky. We're neither of us particularly easy to get along with so I'm really glad we get along with each other.

    julius knipl & hearing voices

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    One of the books I got for my birthday was Ben Katchor's Julius Knipl: Real Estate Photographer, which I'm now reading in short bursts to prolong the (so far very enjoyable) experience, so it makes me pretty happy to find there's a radio cartoon version -- starring Jerry Stiller even! Hip hip hooray for the world wide web.

    Hearing Voices, the site that hosts the Knipl radio cartoon, has lots of other delicious things for you to listen to, like stories from their radio show and some of Sarah Vowell's pieces from This American Life.

    why must i have so much style?

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    The Boy is going through his annual must-simplify-my-life phase and giving things he no longer needs or wants to friends who might appreciate them. Being the significant other, I get first pick, and being completely unafraid of clutter (my room would frighten obsessive compulsives) means I feel free to take as many books as I like.

    One of the things he gave me was his entire Batman Adventures collection; I never really got into the cartoon, but the comics are better than the show ever was. This bit from Batman Adventures #13 kept me laughing for a good fifteen minutes:

    Pierre Lascaux to his henchmen, after Batman escapes from his trap:
    "Go! Quickly! Kill the Batman!"

    to himself, while getting into his escape car:
    "I could have just shot him but no! I must lock him in a burning building!

    "Why?! Why must I have so much style?"

    I'm probably going to be saying that last line for weeks.

    kylie vs new order bootleg

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    From a rocknerd.org article on bootleg remixes: "Bootleg remixes are nothing new. But they've suddenly taken off in a big way. They've broken through from an underground phenomenon to an overground part of the pop culture landscape. Proof? A couple of weeks ago at the Brits Kylie Minogue got up to perform her hit 'Can't Get You Out of My Head'. But instead of the usual backing track, she sang to the music from New Order's 'Blue Monday' (the track is said to have been prepared by bootlegger Kurtis Rush)."

    Make sure you download that mp3, kids -- especially you -- because it's a good one. And how could it not be? Kylie + New Order = tasty musical goodness. My ears are pleased.

    update: I almost forgot to mention the latest issue of the Village Voice has a neat little article on Ms Minogue -- "Your Disco Needs Her". It does! It does!

    update: the boomselections.fsnet.co.uk no longer works, so you can get Can't Get Blue Monday Out Of My Head right here.

    switch to movable type!

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    After months of procrastination, I've finally gotten around to switching cheesedip.com over to Movable Type. I'm still tweaking with it so if you see anything amiss on the site (and no, "amiss" refers to technical problems and not me being cheery about something), please let me know.

    Oh and yes, we now have comments. If you have a site of your own (it doesn't have to be a blog), feel free to post a link to it below so I can check it out -- I'd love to see what my readers are up to. Or you can tell me where you're from on the planet by leaving a note on this neat guestmap doohickey.

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