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blog no evil

blog no evil

“I have nothing more to blog.”

1 million people  use this same sentence on the net.  And because of the Philippine Cyber Crime Law, I am guilty of libel already- that’s a decade of imprisonment!

“Sue me!”


Ode to Manny

Pacman singing his heart out in Cids Bar Makati even after losing the fight with Morales in 2005

Manny Pacquiao lost to Timothy Bradly through a controversial-split decision win  a few hours ago.  Many people contested the decision of the judges. I was one of them.  But I won’t rant about how foul the results were.  There are enough blogs and analysis about it in Google. The question is: How does Manny cope from the loss?

In 2005, after Manny Pacquiao’s loss to  Erik Morales because of a Head Butt- he was bleeding  profusely, couldn’t see, couldn’t fight Morales well- he  went to a bar with Mrs. Jinkee and entourage, drank a couple of beers,  sang his favorite songs, and had a great time.

Our group posing with Manny

Today’s post- loss: Based from several tv interviews, he says that it’s a test of faith (read here).  He said no matter how much he knew he won the fight 100%,  it’s still God’s will. God has a purpose for him. And instead of going to a bar, have a couple of drinks, sing karaoke, Pacquiao says in an interview with the Buzz  that he is taking his family  to Israel, and pay homage to the Lord.

Because of this, Manny deserves a bigger applause! We are proud of you, Manny! Keep the faith!


Russel-ing Naked


There’s a fine line between being a genius and insanity.  And  Jason Russel, Invisible Children (IC) co-founder and author of the viral video Kony 2012 stepped on that line yesterday.

Russel was detained by law enforcement after running naked and allegedly masturbating in public. According to TMZ, he’s been on  ” psychiatric hold so authorities can assess his mental state.”

On IC’s Facebook ,  CEO Ben Keesey yesterday apologized and released a statement saying: “Jason’s passion and his work have done so much to help so many, and we are devastated to see him dealing with this personal health issue.”

I’m saddened by this too.  Did Russel turn bonkers because of his passion to stop Kony? Or he couldn’t handle the critics? Or the overnight fame?  He’s not alone though,  famous people who lost their mind  due to “passion” were artist Vincent Van Gogh, who cut-off his ear, eccentric billionaire Howard Hughes best portrayed in the movie Aviator,  and Mel Gibson and his anti-semitic statement after the release  of the Passion of the Christ  movie. They were all brilliant, but also went crazy- while Gibson has recovered, others went  downhill straight to the loony land, or worst committed suicide.

I wouldn’t really know the real reason of Russel’s meltdown.  If it’s his frustration to solve Uganda’s problem, he has to learn to accept reality that it takes time.  In my  last blog on Kony 2012, I ended with a question.  I wanted to suggest this:  If IC’s  goal is to make Kony famous, to make people aware,  they are successful.

Other humanitarian organizations have the same agenda like IC-  to help stop the brutality done to these children.   Although they have a better plan to help solve the problem than IC, they lacked the ingenuity to  make a good awareness campaign .  Therefore, it’s ideal that all these organizations should work together.

I don’t really know how to end this write-up, I don’t know what to suggest…But, i do know, however, that to avoid the craziness of this imperfect world,  the best way is to give it an open-ending….


The bond of brothers

PMA alumni goes back to Baguio

I attended the Philippine Military Academy (PMA) Homecoming over the weekend in Baguio, and I am really amazed by the bond of these military men.  And based from the conversations I had with some alumnus, I came to realize how their relationship was able to stand the test of time.   There was no disparity among them when they were growing up.  They were all equals.  No rich.  No poor.  No geeks.  No populars.  No jocks. No clicks.  They went through a lot,  slept in the same quarters, ate the same meal, suffered and laughed together.

Schools should learn from this.  I’m not saying they should be militaristic as well, but implement equality.  In my highschool alone, it’s hard to reunite even our alumnae.  Perhaps because they have their own families and priorities to attend to, but I think it’s mostly, in my opinion, they want to avoid the  click crowd. They would rather see their core group of friends, than see the rest of the class.

In PMA, they look forward to this Alumni Homecoming.  The older the class, the less people in the batch. Nostalgic. The youngest host class (every five years) came up high-fiving each other; they were batch 2007. Then the oldest, I think 1952 – was the only man standing, or should I say present in a wheel chair.  He would sometimes look over to the younger batches, perhaps reminiscing old times- when his band of brothers were still standing on that same field together. He then marched- or should I say wheeled to the field-  the lone representative of his class, and perhaps his last wave  to the crowd.