with spices and love
November 28, 2009Thank goodness there are so many holidays here in the Philippines. It feels good waking up in our good ol’ home in this quiet province of ours.
I slept 11 hours last night. It feels good not to force myself to wake up so early in the morning because I have to.
It feels good to have breakfast ready when I wake up and to have home-cooked lunch when it’s noon. No more dilemma which food to choose from the counter displays, not because they are all so good, but because nothing is appetizing.
Tonight I do not have to worry where to buy food because all restaurants are already closed. I just have to wait for a call to dinner. I gain a number of pounds just staying here for a week. Even if it is just plain corned beed or chicharon, I can eat a lot. I might acutally need an appetite suppressant if I’d have to stay here for a month.
I guess more than the spices, the food is prepared with love.
do you know your enemy?
As we start our day by pouring coffee from coffee makers and watching or listening to news, what do we think about? Or even as we sleep after watching the late-night news? Or even if we do not actively seek the news but hear of it from people? What do we think and feel?
This is of course with the presumption that we care about the news—about the events that happen around us.
Bananaman, PJVP, and I discuss current events every day over lunch; though at times, we talk more about the latest on bands, actors, movies, and directors, or PJVP and Bananaman talk about the latest NBA game and their online league (and I stare at my food or listen haha). But at least we know what is happening around us; we laugh about the stupidest comments of Malacañang and express indignation to everything unreasonable and unjust.
As my classmates and I were discussing about the Maguindanao Massacre, while I was and still is outraged by that abomination, one said, “yan na naman, sawa na ko diyan.” I felt a tingle of irritation, and I just told him, “the problem with society today is apathy.” If he understood what I meant, I wouldn’t know; he just kept quiet.
How can we be “without interest” on what has happened to our fellow Filipinos? How can we be concerned with Mafia Wars and daily soap operas than about the plight of our nation? There is no way we can survive as a nation if we choose to live only for ourselves. We cannot act unless we know and we care. Ninoy Aquino’s best contribution was that we were awakened from our indifference and apathy. With that, we deposed a tyrant. We are best as a nation when we care, when there is sympathy instead of apathy.
Science may have found a cure for most evils; but it has found no remedy for the worst of them all—the apathy of human beings. - Hellen Keller
Grassroots Integrity
This was a paper I submitted for my legal profession class. The question is how will the integrity of the legal profession be maintained? I just want to share it here (aside from lack of topic to write about). Perhaps I can look back on this (or you could remind me, like promotional pencils do) on my true ideals and what I really aspired to be.
(Warning: This might bore you to death. I trimmed it down a bit, so it won’t be all too long a bore.)
