Monday, May 4, 2009

This is partly why the world thinks we’re stupid

Every Filipino book lover out there should read the column by Manolo Quezon III, published today at the Philippine Daily Inquirer, citing an article by Robert Hemley, the director of the University of Iowa’s Nonfiction Writing Program, who’s in the Philippines on a Guggenheim Fellowship.

Here are some excerpts which basically talk about the issue, but I encourage you to read the whole column to understand its context:

According to Hemley, the situation developed this way. Stephenie Meyer’s novel “Twilight” apparently did so well in the bookstores that the number of copies being imported attracted the attention of a Customs official. Examiner Rene Agulan decreed that duties be paid. It seems that the importer of the book reacted in a manner familiar to most book lovers in the country: to eliminate the hassle, the importer complied with the Customs levy on the title.

Hemley says surrendering to the authorities was a mistake because the Philippines, back in 1952, became a signatory to the Florence Agreement, a United Nations treaty that mandates the tax-free importation of books in order to facilitate the free flow of “educational, scientific, and cultural materials.” The importer’s submission to the whims of Customs whetted the Bureau’s appetite; they put a squeeze on all book importations by air. The result? For two months virtually no imported books entered the country.

Yet another reason to hate Twilight?  Yes.  But the problem is so much larger than a mere teen fad gone wrong.  If there’s any reason for the Philippines and its citizens to become the world’s laughing stock, it is not our domestic helpers, or our diploma mills, or our attempts at ousting a rotting President; it is this, the corruption that is eating up the very cores of our bureaucracy.

Tariff on books?  Seriously?  How stupid can our officials get, really?  Clearly they are bent on turning everyone into mindless zombies in order to get away with their wrongdoings.  They would even go the extra mile of interpreting the rules to their favor, even to the point of repealing a 50-year collective understanding under an international agreement and bending the rules of grammar itself!

Seriously.  My stomach’s turning upside down simply reading how these selfish customs bureacrats even have the guts to consider levying book importation.  I get all that tax measures bullcrap but come on!  It’s not as if you can consider books an even commodity with t-shirts, or, say, gadgets and perfumes.  Is this government even aware of the concept of cultural capital?!

I remember a National Bookstore ad campaign quoting Jerry Seinfeld saying, “A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking.”  With this recent move by the customs department, our nation, who, by the way, ranks very low in Math and Science comprehension among Asian nations, and who’s got little to nil cultural capital, is definitely going to the dogs.

That is obviously one for the books.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

A penny for your thoughts?

So... syempre euphoric ang gabing ito but someone just had to douse the feeling off.  Heard from the grapevine that the RGEP System is being evaluated after producing 12 Summa cum Laudes in 2007, 15 last year and 18 this year (considered the post-implementation graduates, approx. 4-5 years after RGEP was implemented in 2002).  Apparently students are able to go around the system na daw because of RGEP, which enables students to choose classes and profs that give high grades.

While the basis for this assumption holds water, I believe there are other factors that have to be considered.  Sure, you can easily get a one in, say, Geog1 and MS1, but what are the odds that you'd actually get into those classes, right?  Sobrang taas ng demand ng mga class na 'yan.  Factors like that.

I actually don't know what to think, pero ang masasabi ko lang, taon-taon ko na naririnig 'to, na nag-de-deteriorate daw ang "quality" ng graduates ng UP compared before.  Kaya sobrang dami ang naproproduce na cum, magna at summa.  Actually ina-anticipate ko na na may magsasabi nito sa batch ko, kaya medyo di na'ko ganun ka-affected.

Nagpapagpag lang.  Kayo, ano sa tingin niyo sa RGEP at Summa "correlation"?

Friday, April 24, 2009

FTW comment at the grad practice yesterday.

(While showing her photos of Bebeh, my new pup)

Micah:  So... nag-resort ka na ngayon sa aso?
(pertaining to my recovery from a recent heartbreak)

HAHAHAHAHA.  Aylaveht!  Grabe, na-miss kita Miss Sulit!  Only true words from a true friend.  ;)  Pero totoo naman, aminado naman ako dun.  Dumating naman talaga ang Bebeh ko sa panahong kailangang kailangan ko siya.  And I can say this with all pride and dignity:  he rescued me.  And I couldn't be more thankful.  =)


Cute namen no?

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Photo Blog

*cross-posted from my LJ ;)

View Photo Blog Meme

Got this Photo Meme from Anna on Facebook, and it was just too good and interesting to pass up, so here it is!  Enjoy!  Do it too if you want.  :)

1. a picture of you in your room.

photo in room

Circa 2005!  Haha.  I don’t have my own room, so I guess this photo taken on our communal area at the second floor of our house would do.

2. a picture of someone you don't really like.

don't really like

Hmmm… nandyan siya/sila somewhere, bahala na kayo maghanap.  LOL

3. a picture of you very drunk.

very drunk

HAHAHA.  I originally didn’t want to post this photo, but nothing else pretty much comes close to the words “very drunk” than this.

4. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favorite holiday.

photo on birthday

With special guest Micah.  Haha.  This birthday is the best and the worst ever!  LOL.  Hahaha.  And I bet maaga pa itong pic na’to, ‘di pa ko mapula eh!

5. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.

youngest photo

I don’t know where my baby photos are, so here’s the earliest photo I could find.  Taken around 2003/2004, when I had my first webcam ever thanks to two good friends.

6. a picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.

favorite outfit

LOL.  I just dig the preppy/call-center look.  Hahahaha.

7. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.

goofy face

Goofy Face ba kamo?

8. a picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.

edited to be more attractive

In-edit ko lang naman para magmukha akong maputi.  Hahahaha.

9. a picture of a night you regret.

night you regret

Not this particular event, though, but whatever preceded it.  And, well, sige, some parts of this na rin bilang I gave up Boracay moments for this.  Hahaha.

10. a picture of you being truly yourself.

true self

Fortunately or unfortunately, I can only be my truest self when I’m around these two girls.  They know me straight through my bone marrow!  (Betches, this was taken nung nanood tayo ng Team B game sa San Beda, nang medyo sabaw na tayo kina Horkheimer, Marx at Jurgen Habermas!  Remember?!)

11. the most recent picture of you.

most recent photo

Hindi naman ako hayok sa beer niyan?  INOM EASTER ONLY

12. a picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.

ridiculous

Grabe, napaghahalatang tanggero ako ah!

13. a picture of you showing off a new haircut/color.

new haircut

Nang gulatin ko si IA at Elsie with my “Summer Haircut” that’s a snip and a razor away from being a semi-kalbo.  Hahaha.

14. a picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.

time that is over, but wish it wasnt

Need I say more?

15. a picture of a time in your life that's over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is

time that is over, but thankful it already is

Studying, but definitely not schooling.  ;)

16. a picture of you when you were anything but happy.

Fun times with friends at Mimosa, Pampanga.  But deep inside was another story.

17. a picture of you that you had no idea was being taken.

no idea being taken

Obvious bang hindi ko alam?

18. a picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.

different person

19. a picture of you with someone you love

someone you love

Hindi lang halata pero Mama’s Boy talaga ako.  :P

20. a picture of how you'd like the world to see you.

world to see you 1

JOWK LAAAANNNGGG!!!  Eto talaga:

world to see you 2

21. a picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.

spend every day

What better way to spend every day than to love and be loved in return? :D

22. a picture of a time when everything was changing

everything was changing

Last official day of classes in UP… ;(

23. a picture that makes your head hurt.

makes your head hurt

DEFINE HEADACHE

24. a picture that makes your heart smile.

makes your heart smile

Very Rare Ito.  =)

25. A picture of one of the best days/nights of your life

Every day/night spent with these two girls is considered the best of my life.  But this one pretty much takes the cake, and the icing too! :D


Saturday, April 11, 2009

What was 2008?

Taken last December 2008, a very rare time when all three of us were genuinely happy

I have this weird yet very common penchant for naming things—my laptop is Joaqs, my sunglasses is Shids, my phone used to be called Bruno, my abaniko is Laura Belle and my eyeglasses is aptly named Tito Boy.  When I get my hands on an MP3 player I’d name her Peyton, and when I get a new phone its name will be Dharma.

They say that when you name something—or someone, just in case—you claim possession of it.  The “thing” changes from being a mere “thing” to being “your thing.”  Names bring a special attachment to whichever it is accorded to, making it stand out from the rest.

Recently I was browsing my blog’s archives, trying to see how much I’ve changed over the years.  And unwittingly, I stumbled upon an old habit I wasn’t able to practice this year—naming the years that have passed.  I remember doing it every year in time for my New Year yearend blog recap, punctuating the nostalgic trip down memory lane by baptizing the year that passed with an umbrella word that captures its very essence.

I remember 2004 was The Year of Discovery.  I hold no solid proof of that statement, but memory should serve me right this time.  I was well out of high school for the latter part of 2004, and so the prospects of a new environment could only provide new perspectives for such a juvenile mind.  That I was admitted to the University of the Philippines made a great deal out of these “discoveries” that I had, no matter how minute or monumental they were.

2005 was The Year of the Two.  This one is a bit hard to explain without revealing too much information, but let’s just say that this year, I learned about the many dualities that exist and continue to exist in our world today—love/hate, up/down, male/female, those kinds of things.

I can vaguely recall what the name for 2006 was, but I know I had a name for that year somewhere.  I made a mere mention of the idea in one blog post, but silly me for not dropping the name there (and subsequently, for forgetting to put it in a future post):

Anyhoo, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! The days are cold again and you always end up wondering, where the heck has the year gone? It has passed by so quickly. Parang kelan lang, maliliit pa tayong mga bata… hehehe… But seriously, this year has gone so fast. I now have an idea what to name this year (2004: Year of Discovery; 2005: Year of the Two). Of course, that’ll come in another post.

[UPDATE:  2006 was The Year of Change!  LOL.  I’ve recently unearthed a past blog entry bearing that name.  And now I remember why it’s the year of the change—so many new things happened to my life that year.  New friendships, old ones rekindled, and, dare I say it?  A new love.  Also, major turning points in my life also happened, especially involving my now-struggling faith.]

There was no other name to call 2007 but The Year of the Risk.  I was at the crux of deciding for my college life at this point, debating whether to stay with Journalism or to shift out to Psych.  Moving out of the Mandaluyong house also proved to be a major event.  On the other hand, I also took a lot of risks, love wise.  And I know I can say all those risks have eventually paid off.

2007, I believe, would be aptly named The Year of the Risk–for all the times I had to leave my comfort zone, for all the time I had to take on a challenge, for all the times I took a leap of faith (and times I fell, and times I rose from falling), and for all the times I took a chance… this year, it was definitely worth taking risks, for I’ve reaped many rewards because of it.

And now I just learned that I have not named 2008 anything—for a number of reasons.  One, I was not bent on doing a yearend post for last year, and I admit it’s due to the incredible chore the habit had become through the years.  I can also say that nothing quite eventful meritted the name-tagging, or the yearend reporting, but that’s just me making a sordid excuse out of it, because one can never run out of exciting things happening in his life.  In any case, I’ve pondered and thought quite hard about it, and I resolve that 2008 deserves no other fancy schamnzy name than…

…The Year of Love.  Yes, it may not be the most romantic year for me.  It may not be the time when we were feeling so young and carefree and more than willing to ditch it all for love.  It may not be the most memorable point in my love life, nor the most feet-sweeping, sparks-flying phase in our relationship, but I have to say that this year, I have learned to love the way it should have always been—real, humble and down to earth.  None of those cutesy stuff seen on TV, they certainly have nothing on the love I gave and experienced last year.  Last year, I have found and wholeheartedly accepted what it meant to love, and to be loved, and that, I shall always treasure.

That I have lost my love towards the end of last year doesn’t run contradictory to what I’ve just said.  In fact, it complements the reality of the love I have seen, because as we all know, love also dies—it fades, it withers away, it lets go of one’s hands when the universe tells it to be so.  And to accept that fact and to live by it—despite  the longing, the pain, and the loneliness that comes with it—is still, in my book, an unending testament to what love really is.

Congratulations on making it to the end of this blog post.  Want more of my emo shit?  Help yourself to generous servings at my LJ--http://jmtuazon.livejournal.com.  Be warned, though, only the strong at heart can endure the melodrama that is my life ;)  You have been warned!

And oh, FML

Monday, March 30, 2009

Isang taos-pusong pasasalamat...

I was aware that despite all the interviews I had to transcribe, the laws I had to analyze, the incidents I had to narrate, nothing is harder than writing the acknowledgments part of one's thesis.

To me, this page pretty much sums up the experience of writing the thesis: of late overnights with friends, of lending hands (full of money, of course!) in times of financial constraints, of conversations over coffee regarding the latest frustration with one's research.  There is a reason the thesis is the culminating requirement for every course--because it likewise culminates one's experience of four (or more) gruelling years in college.

So to those who have made it to the point of writing this page, kudos to all of you!  I had a blast writing this part, especially because it is one of the few parts in the thesis where emo-ness is at least tolerated (although the guidebook instructs me to keep it professional; since when have I been an avid fan of rules, anyway?!:P)  I ask indulgence to those whom I may have forgotten to say a word of thanks through this page; the guidebook was strict in saying that it should be kept to a page at best.  Nevertheless, to all those who've helped me with my thesis, I really, really appreciate it!

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

            This thesis would not have been possible without the available help and generous support of the following people:

            First, my parents who were very understanding of my late-night bouts with research and excessive requests for extra allowance.  Without their support I wouldn’t have survived writing this research.

            Second, to my dear Chururus, the group of friends who supported me with every endeavour:  Janina, Elsie, Bea, April, Celia, Agatha, Kam, Dyan, Jen and Dan, I shall never forget all our laughing trips and camwhore moments.  You made my last sem in college a truly remarkable one.  On to more smiles and long-hour trips!

            Third, to the two most beautiful girls in my life, IA and Elsie.  We might be seen as couples from time to time but we don’t care.  You two have become my sisters and life partners, mothers and companions, girlfriends and friends.  You have been everything to me, and I owe what I am now to you.  You have supported me all throughout my ordeals and breakups, scolded me when I was going astray but supported me whenever I break down.  I know it’s not possible to live forever so I’m simply hoping that this friendship is for life.  You two are for keeps!

            And lastly, to Sam Juan, to that one person who is actually the reason why I chose this topic for my thesis, thank you.  Thank you for breaking my heart at the most opportune time, for it made me stronger and helped me focus on things that I never knew were more important.  Many people are satisfied with dedicating their theses to their significant others, but I went the extra mile and made a topic out of the two things you and I are good at—I with blogging, and you with Law.  You will always be in my heart, no matter how painful that could be.
And here's what's written on my dedication page...

Ang sarap mag-emo sa thesis, grabe!!!  Baggage kung baggage lang!  =))

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

There's the Jaw-Dropping. And then there's the Charming.

We were peacefully working through our final requirements at Shakey's E.Rod yesterday when IA's harmonious existence was disturbed by a guy who suddenly passed by our table.  She gave this very weird look, much like her jaw dropping, while a finger carefully nudges her temples, signaling headache.

Anyway, I guess it's better seen than read.  So, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you... the CHARMING POSE:

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Noticing what IA herself noticed, Els decided to join in on the fun.

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And of course, will I let myself be left out?  Hahaha.  Here's my failed attempt at the Charming Pose only IA could so wonderfully project:

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Elsie was shocked by my tenacity to even attempt.

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And then the guy left, so naturally, IA and Elsie were sad.  Oh well!

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DISCLAIMER:  events portrayed in this blog post may or may not have happened in real life.  =P