I feel enraged when politicians are allowed to drive through red lights as though they are above the law. It’s even worse that not only the politicians’ vehicles that are allowed to go through — even those of their alalays and bodyguards get exempt from following traffic laws.
And these shit happens in the ordinary [...]
This entry consists of two parts. The first part is my column today in Manila Standard Today; the second is the full text of an e-mail forwarded by my brother-in-law, Buddy.
First, the column.
Conversation with the househelp
WOW Philippines describes the province of Zamboanga Sibugay as “blessed with an impressive range of excellent tourist destinations—interesting mountain formations, [...]
During my generation, it had become a status thing. How one called one’s parents was prima facie evidence of one’s social and economic status. Calling one’s parents Nanay and Tatay meant you were poorer than those who called their parents Mommy and Daddy, and decidedly PROVINCIAL too… I have heard a lot of mothers say, “Syempre Mommy (or Mama), para sosyal.”
