I love you, too, babe.
I am elevating multi-tasking to unprecedented heights: being in the middle of class, checking papers, blogging, and daydreaming, all these I am doing almost simultaneously. There is something about doing many things at the same time that pushes me to be better than myself. The more I spend time resting, the duller I become, the less perceptive my senses are, and the more sluggish I process the stimuli around me. Hiatuses are overrated. And I guess I am back, for good. I hope this time I will be able to post more regularly like before. I have already settled most matters that kept me from writing, hurdled the towering fences, and circumvented some imagined dangers. I am on course now.
It was a rainy morning when you found yourself at the corner of two normally busy streets. Thinking it was your lucky day because of the unusual absence of heavy traffic, save for a body of water that separated you from the other side of the street, unsuspectingly, you maneuvered your car and crossed the divide that separated you and the other end of the street. And lo! Your car, like a flimsy paper boat, got carried by the raging flood which for you at first appeared nothing but an over-sized puddle, or at least a more forgiving flood. Floods, you realized, although very late, are never forgiving. So you had to have yourself subjected to such shame, thin little boys pushing your car to the salvation afforded by dry concrete.
A nearby team of an overeager TV reporter and his crew ran to you and asked you some perfunctory questions. Thinking rudeness will save you face, you responded to his every question with as much ire you could muster, forgetting that you were being taped by his equally overeager cameraman.
The following evening, you saw yourself on TV, not looking very intelligent, shouting “I was not informed!”. The next morning, portion of that newscast was uploaded on Youtube by some unscrupulous netizen. An hour after the upload, the whole world mercilessly called you names from something as riling as ‘stupid,’ ‘in want of simple commonsense,’ to something as inane as ‘in dire need of bra’. Your friends came to your rescue, giving you encouraging words, supporting you, retorting sarcastically that all of a sudden ‘everyone is informed‘.
From this writer’s point of view, you and your friends are missing the point. It is not your supposed stupidity (or not being informed) that led to the lambasting of your person on Youtube by anonymous individuals. People who have viewed your videos would have, in most cases, felt more pity than derision, would have even ignored that senseless video had you not unleashed your crassness on TV. It’s plain and simple. You were base.
And shouting ‘I was not informed’ in a city as pitiless as Manila, that you were not told it was a raging flood rather than an innocent-looking, little ephemeral stream you thought it was, is, in my humblest of opinions, rather juvenile.
In the corner, just above the glass door is a black, conservative-looking, plastic wall clock that does not seem to be too gung-ho about its presence unlike those I have seen in other rooms and in other places. On the ceiling, are fluorescent tubes mimicking, although very inanely, the geckos whose population is threatened by some enterprising but definitely misinformed, if not clearly stupid, members of humanity. At the left side of the room stands a solitary whiteboard vandalized all over with graffiti that purport to impart knowledge but in fact succeed only in communicating nothing but the vandal’s pitiful self-importance.
In front are wooden chairs in urgent need of repair, and seated on them are people who are in a situation more rickety than the pieces of wooden furniture that bear their weight and their weightlessness. In the northeast corner of the room is a silent rubbish bin containing unspeakable amount of refuse whose secrets are doomed to remain untold for eternity. Standing menacingly next to it is a relentless electric fan that imbues, without any attempt at sarcasm, in all the creatures inside the white room the stench emanating from the bin.
A fly lands on the nose of [my] beautiful student. It is astride, unperturbed by the presence of a goddess on whose nose it lingers. Then it flies to the beyond, vowing never to return again unless, of course, without malice on the side of the young woman, it is enticed by the scent she is wearing. At the back are fluttering apple green polyester curtains that brush the room a blush of spirit it would otherwise lack in their absence, but their disconnect with all the other objects in the white room fails to be compensated by this ‘blush of spirit’. Their presence is a mockery of the room’s bareness.
Among all these random images, a singular thing towers over everything else, that arrogant broken tile at the center of it all whose fate is to remain there untouched because it is, in the words of a B-movie starlet, divinely beautiful. Or was it beautifully divine?
This matters only a little.
Pinoy_Blogfest 2.0 advocates social media for social good
With Filipinos once again acknowledged as among the most active social media users — via FaceBook, Twitter, Multiply, Tumblr, Flickr, YouTube, etc. — Filipino bloggers are challenged to explore the potential of social media as a transformative force in Philippine society. “Social media as an agent for change” will be the theme of Pinoy_Blogfest 2.0, happening on Friday, 05 August 2011, at the TriNoma Activity Center in Quezon City.
Leading the discussion will be prominent social media activists Usec. Manuel (Manolo) L. Quezon III and Ms. Gang Badoy, who will share their thoughts on these two basic questions: How can we harness the power of social media for the social good? Can bloggers become positive change agents through social networking?
Both Usec. Quezon and Ms. Badoy will be the main speakers during the Blogger’s BIO (By Invitation Only) programme, scheduled from 7:00 to 10:00 pm as the culminating activity of Pinoy_Blogfest 2.0 on Friday, 05 August 2011.
Pinoy_Blogfest 2.0 is a whole-day event, with several Social Activities targeted at various audiences. These are open to the public, as follows: 10:30 am to 12:oo nn – The New Workplace; 01:00 pm to 02:30 pm – It’s A Digital Life; 02:30 pm to 04:00 pm – Photography; 04:00 pm to 05:30 pm – Healthy Living. With expert resource persons for each of these social activities, the public will surely find the sessions both educational and entertaining. On-site registration will give the audience a chance to win raffle prizes and other give-aways.
Pinoy_Blogfest 2.0 is organized by GADGETS Magazine, with the support of The Coca-Cola Export