Friday, September 11, 2009

My Own Tita Cory



My “Own Tita Cory”

Well like I’ve said, I LOVE KRIS. Hihihihiihihi! In fact I even have my own “Tita Cory”, my Mom, Ms. Victoria Rosales Argonza.

(at the pic at the right is my mom in Luneta circa 85')


I wanted to post this blog after the masses HAVE had they’re fix of the Cory Magic. (thanks to my sister RC for the correction LOLZ i am so spoiled by MS Word) I saw a lot of blogs on how this and that was in EDSA, EDSA2 and EDSA3. Correction there is only one EDSA. The EDSA Revolution of 1986 – a revolution that was not powered by any mobile phone company or blatant advertising posters.


While everybody was so gaga over the recent death of Tita Cory, I was a bit angry and seen as somewhat like a kill-joy. Hey Tita Cory might be great, sure but her death deserves respect and to be honored and not to be used for any political purpose. For crying out loud she was a human being too you know, a wife and mother – who happened to be the right face for the “revolution”. While everybody was in awe, I was like… DUH!!! Our politicians did nothing, the people was all eyes on Cory’s death, even declared it a holiday. If you wanted to honor Cory the right way then you should follow her example, ala “pay-it-forward” then you can visit her grave later when there’s less people, and while you’re there you can put a rose on my grandmother’s grave who got stepped on during the “Cory Magic Burial” and Ninoy’s burial.


Sure call me a kill-joy; but where you even in EDSA? I was! We don’t even have to go there. Before, we used to live in Tondo when I was around 10yo, Tondo was Marcos heaven, and our house had a big NINOY flag – our house got stoned on several occasions.

Anyways back to my “Tita Cory”. My mom!!! During her college years she was an activist who was against the Marcos regime. She believed that the former president was a tyrant.


When the Cory Magic and EDSA thingies came – my mom was part of NAMFREL (sort of a vote counting org) and other organizations. She was along those people who stopped the tanks. She was there while the counting of the ballots. She wanted democracy to work, she wanted freedom.


She sighed, fought, smiled, smirked, a little jump, skip and maybe a couple of pirouettes she got what she was fighting for. EDSA became something else other than just “Highway 54”. Cory became president and the rest was history.

What happened to my mom? The day Cory died, I woke up early to get ready for work and I wanted to have breakfast and coffee with my mom… so I told her “Ma Cory just died, can you watch out for the news/eulogy…” she said “Pagod na akong manuod ng Sarsuwela* ” (* a literary drama). I wasn’t surprised with her remark. She was broken hearted by the promises of the Cory Magic.


What happened to the Philippines after Marcos? Did we get better? Sure we are FREE for the price of what? Filipinos are so undisciplined, corruption left and right, our culture is dying, we’ve become even more Americanized, our way of thinking has become more cynical and jaded. The Chinese are now on top in our own country. We are no longer an agricultural power; in fact we became the largest importer of rice. WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?!?!


What?!?!?! SAGOT!!!!! (answer!!!) Where are the people who took advantage of a young and idealistic “Vicky”, who practically risked her life for EDSA.


The price of freedom is incomparable to the price of feeding the Filipinos. Yes I believe the Filipino people are worth dying for… BUT should I even bother? YES!!! DUH!!!


We cant and should not wait for our own government to work for us. Lets face it some of us are stupid and voted for them. They’re in power because of our own stupidity. Stop blaming this stupid government – they wouldn’t be in power if it wasn’t because of us!


We are a DEMOCRACY – a government for the people, by the people – NOT poor the people and BUY the people. We have brains; we know what’s right and wrong.

Now if you are gonna be some wise-crackin biatch and ask me what we can do here’s some ideas you might want to use:

  1. Work, as diligently and professional as possible – then pay your taxes properly
  2. Encourage your church to focus more on socio-civic activities like Sport Activities or a Farmer’s/Flea Market event rather than focusing on political activities.
  3. Have your own small business; employing other people is a noble and charitable work in my own opinion, but of course you have to be a good employer.
    1. I met a cebuano taxi driver, he was a driver in Saudi, and started to buy taxi’s and FISHBALL carts – he now has 5 taxis and 50 fishball carts, just imagine the moolah he makes everyday. He didn’t even finish grade school.
    2. My Mom has employed several unskilled workers before and has trained them, some of them have they’re own business now, some are managers or supervisors , but all of them were none college grads. When I was in grade school my level of intelligence was far more advanced than these guys where, but they had “Ate Vicky”.
  4. VOTE WISELY – nuff said.
  5. Pray – sure you can always do this but I really prefer prayer, faith coupled with good-works is the best way to go.
    1. BE SENSIBLE and COURTEOUS
    2. Common Sense and Common Courtesy are not so common nowadays.


No I have no plans of running for president, what I want is politics in its real form and not what you see in the news.


There are so many simple ways to improve our country and we are letting other companies like our stupid media giants GMA7 and ASB-CBN2 turn us into dumb gossip freaks. (example the Gloria Dinner – DUH its for how many people?)


Oh I am not gonna fight for Gloria, I’m as disappointed as the next bloke. BUT I DIDN’T VOTE FOR HER nor did I go to EDSA 2 – if you are so pissed at her and want her dead – shoot those who went to EDSA 2 first then the ones who voted for her.


Now I’d like to encourage people to share their own EDSA Revolution stories or POVs. Its ok if you don’t agree with me or not, at least words may be mightier than the sword but it won’t make you bleed.

PEACE!

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