This is a repost. An entry of mine from way back which i remembered and had a good laugh reading. Just plain angst. Enjoy.
PANDEAMONIUM: ‘demon-haunted world’
I’m really glad school’s finally
over for this term. Law school’s really not that bad; it’s kinda fun –
just as long as you keep up on the readings. It’s kinda boring now that
it’s sembreak. Atleast I wouldn’t have to contend with:
(1) the "horribilis Espana" jam
(that’s what I call it anyway. Traffic on Espana is terrible on any
given day [except maybe when it’s late in the evening] and it’s
extremely painful on the pocket [especially if you’ve got one of those
guzzler 4×4’s]; and
(2) the welgistas causing "horribilis Espana".
I hate what’s happening to this
country. I’m all for democracy and all but I guess it is true — THIS
COUNTRY IS GOING TO THE DOGS! It’s stupid that just because they don’t
have work, they get to hassle us — those who are trying just to get
along by till the day gets done. Most of them don’t even pay taxes for
crying out loud (they’re exempted! Lucky assholes!)! I’m not saying
that they shouldn’t assert their right or that their non-payment of
taxes should be taken against their right to raise their voice. I’d
rather that they do it in some practicable way or some practicable
place where traffic and business wouldn’t be paralyzed. Don’t they have
work? Oh yeah, I forgot, picketing IS their day job and whatever money-earning scheme they do otherwise is a sideline.
I know that these people are free to
do what they want with their time. I couldn’t even care less if they
are being used as pawns of the media and politics moguls who are full
of ruthless ambition and who invest in the excess and overblown
melodrama of yet another EDSA revolt. It’s not even patriotic anymore;
They want a quick fix with the
‘gloria’ thing. I think the quick fix applies on a case to case basis.
It requires exigency. It shouldn’t be resorted to if other amicable
procedures are available. Granted, these people can do whatever they
want with/to themselves. They could wipe the floor with those using
them, they could succumb to the lure of a free meal ticket. Heck, I
don’t really give a f*ck what they do with their own time just as long
as they don’t meddle with mine while they’re doing it. I have a right
to hassle-free roadways just as much as they do to picketing.
It’s not the government’s job to
give you a job, you have to look for it! And it’s not its job to save
you from yourself, if you don’t want to be saved, the hell with you.
It’s not the government’s fault that you didn’t get a decent education
because you spent your time slacking off, or that your mom was
unemployed and spent her day brewing chismis about the neighbors, or your dad was a shirtless drunk who was a fixture at the nearby suking tindahan.
Don’t blame the government for your personal stupidity. It’s stuck in a
hell-hole just like you are because of people like you!
Freedom isn’t free; it comes with a
trainload of responsibility. Come to think of it, I really can’t blame
corrupt politicians for stealing money. These politicians are indebted
to the people who put them in the position — the masa. These
people on the other hand expect their mayors, governors, congressmen,
and the rest of the posse, to feed them, bury their dead, send their
kids to school, get them employment and pay their hospital bills! The
politicians on the other hand, won’t give them money they’ve inherited
from their parents’ sweat and hardwork, or from their own toil; they’re
going to give money they didn’t have to break their back for. They take
it from the national coffers! Poor people shouldn’t be complaining
about corrupt politicians or officers stealing from the government.
These politicians didn’t steal from them! They stole from the noble
working class. So, if anyone should be complaining, it should be us, or
my parents, or yours, for that matter. But we’re smarter than that. If
these people want their lives to get better, they should get off their
dumb lazy asses, stop bearing kids they can’t afford to support, and
There! I’ve said my piece. I’m done.