De Quiros: The Persistence of Myth

The Persistence of Myth. Conrado de Quiros draws an intensely provocative parallel between the masses’ support for a fake hero — and the middle classes’ support for a fake military training exercise. On one hand, you have the Philippines’ poor and uneducated believing the lie that the ousted Erap is their savior, the “one of them” who can lead them out of their poverty — while in truth he only filled his already-bulging pockets at their expense. On the other hand, you have the majority of Filipinos who welcome a new American incursion, under the impression that their former US colonists will lead them to a brighter tomorrow.

Now, as I sit here typing from a Washington flat, it’s pretty obvious that I don’t share De Quiros’ nationalistic ire. Yet at the same time, I think it is high time the Philippines stopped believing that either “pro-poor” populist presidents or intervention by international superpowers could lift them out of social quagmire. The agent of change must begin with the realization that there is a deep-seated cultural problem plaguing the Filipino psyche: a “memetic” problem, as Benign0 puts it. Again, I do not share all of his “Get Real”-isms; but I can tell you that even if Erap were to be reinstated as President, or even if the Philippines were granted Federal Statehood under the United States, neither event would lead to a change unless Filipinos, rich and poor alike, are liberated from their current mode of thought.

More Protests

As I was walking to work this morning, I noticed several police vehicles and roadblocks lining Florida Ave. down to Connecticut Ave., and I wondered why they were here when the massive Colombian March scheduled for this morning was supposed to be around the Capitol area. As it turns out, this map and this article show another rally scheduled for tonight right along those streets, to protest Ariel Sharon’s upcoming visit. Gonna be a mob at the Washington Hilton tonight.

Futurama

I just watched the funniest episode of Matt Groening’s Futurama that I’ve ever seen: a Star Trek-themed satire featuring the voices of the original cast. (Except for Kelley and Doohan, that is.) Man, that was funny. Can’t say the same for the “Homer Roast” episode of Simpsons, though. It was all flashbacks.

Wait. Argh. I can’t believe I’m blogging about TV. I must be turning into a lummox. All I need now is chips and beer.

Oh, well. X-Files is in 15 minutes. Must go now.

Italicization to control CSS width

Please ignore this entry. This sentence is italicized because of CSS problems in Internet Explorer 5+. Italicized blocks of text which take up more than a line tend to add 1px of width to CSS boxes in IE browsers only. I have adjusted my style sheets to compensate for this, but it means I need to make sure that there is at least one long italics entry per week in my weblog. That is all. Thank you. You look very nice today.

Lobster Boy’s Sad End

Poor Lobster Boy. Still a month short from the end of his performance art project, his house has been dismantled as a fire hazard. Now we will never know what the point of the performance was — or if there was ever a point at all.

Parentally Oriented Ego Surfing

Perhaps you’ve tried Ego Surfing for yourself, but have you tried doing it for other people in your life?

So far I’ve turned up this photo of my Mom (an active recreational open-sea angler), several racing articles which mention my Dad (an avid yacht racer), a Getasia article about my brother Francis (a professional-level photographer), and a class profile on my younger brother Raymond (an athletic hunk-a-dude). My youngest brother Javi doesn’t seem to have anything yet.

By Farther Steps

Speaking of Reformed Baptists, I’ve encountered Tim of “By Farther Steps,” and his blog. I will link him in my blog list as soon as I have a decent internet connection. (This 14.4 modem refuses to transfer a file the size of my blog menu.) Interesting articles on Covenant Theology and Paedobaptism, very much worth studying for this vaccillating Baptist. If that’s too heavy for the moment, then you can read an amusing parable about Christians at Starbucks. Hallelujah.