Since everyone has been so angry about the latest "brilliant" MMDA proposal regarding the two-day color coding system, I decided to repost something I wrote months ago. Uso pa ata yung RH Bill debate nun. It's an old one, but I guess still timely, considering the circumstances.
If this were a thesis, my statement would be:
A Country is a Reflection of Its Transportation System:
Why, you ask? Similar to actual life in the Metro, when you step out of the comfort and safety of your home, condo, office or computer shop (if you happen to be in one as of the moment) and what do you experience?
The real world. It's dirty, congested, dangerous and full of rules that no one really seems to follow.
First we have the public transportation populous. These are the jeepneys and buses representing the underprivileged. Iyung nagpapatugtog ng "Spaghetti Song" at "Dota o Ako?" They're loud, unruly, and there's a lot of them. A Lot. So much that if this were a tiangge, 'buy one take two' na. I guess when one does not have an iPad to play with... Lam na. Most of them justify their actions for their daily needs in life.
They feel entitled to be above the rules of society because they were already dealt with a bad hand. They don't care about those around them as long as they get what they need, and there's nothing we can do about it because there's almost nothing to take away from them. "Oh, there's a 'No Loading/Unloading' sign? Let me stop just in front of it so I can read it while passengers board my awesome-dragon-ball-Z painted love machine." We go woozah na lang, then tweet "die jejemon, dieee!"
Also we have the private sector; these are the cars other than the abovementioned. If you happen to be driving, look to your left. That guy in the Honda picking his nose, yep, that's who I'm talking about. These are the people ranging from the "medyo" poor to average. They follow the rules but will probably break them if they could get away with it. The "medyo" poor to average are more law abiding because they have enough in life to lose, but not enough to be above the rules. These are the people who tweet about the jejemon that just cut him off.
Then we have the influential and omfg-sarap-mong-kidnapin rich. These are the cars that cost more than the average house. They have either the power or the money to be the Kings of the Road (sometimes Wang-wang equipped, police escorted epaloids) They have their fingers in everything, and can't be apprehended... If apprehended, one of those fingers, will form a big F U sign coz they can afford it(Robert Carabuena thought he was one of them, di pala. I feel you, bro.)
Let's not forget about the traffic enforcers, those uniformed "public servants". They represent our leaders. A few good ones, a lot of bad. They direct the flow of this country through legislation, keeping everyone in check. Without them, this chaos would be more chaotic. They should be respected, but sometimes you just want to go Carabuena on them. Sometimes they actually know what they're doing, but sometimes they just quote bloggers, twisting things to fit their cause (Tito Sotto, I am talking about you, you kapal-faced person). Parang babae; can't live with them, can't live without them... But since they lack the sexy curves and boobies, just two words: necessary evil.
Finally, we have the pot holes. Often, unexpected and undeserved by the law abiding citizen. They either happen because someone did not do their job right, or we were just too lazy to avoid it, or force majeure(that's just a fancy term for Act of God. Never heard of it? Try riding one of our local airlines, uso iyan dun.) These pot holes can merely annoy us or devastate us, depending on the damage to our car(which is a metaphor for our lives, in case you still don't get it. If you still don't, why da puck are we still friends? Just kidding, wag sensitive.)
So with all this negativity in our attempt to traverse the great EDSA, what do have left to look forward to? With all the randomness, some people stay for the long drive, most just for the short trip. Amidst the epals and epaloids, we can choose who we want to ride with in this journey; our passengers can either be our family, our friends, and our significant other. They make our lives more exciting, more meaningful, and sometimes just laugh-out-loud funny, making the ride worth it.
This is just my take on how life is like in the Philippines, and hopefully it makes some sense.
Disclaimer: any resemblance to actual life is purely coincidental, except to Tito Sotto. No amount of cosmic supernatural 'invisible hand' thingamajig can come together to replicate the level of idiocy that lolo-wolverine-wannabe has shown.
If this were a thesis, my statement would be:
A Country is a Reflection of Its Transportation System:
Why, you ask? Similar to actual life in the Metro, when you step out of the comfort and safety of your home, condo, office or computer shop (if you happen to be in one as of the moment) and what do you experience?
The real world. It's dirty, congested, dangerous and full of rules that no one really seems to follow.
First we have the public transportation populous. These are the jeepneys and buses representing the underprivileged. Iyung nagpapatugtog ng "Spaghetti Song" at "Dota o Ako?" They're loud, unruly, and there's a lot of them. A Lot. So much that if this were a tiangge, 'buy one take two' na. I guess when one does not have an iPad to play with... Lam na. Most of them justify their actions for their daily needs in life.
They feel entitled to be above the rules of society because they were already dealt with a bad hand. They don't care about those around them as long as they get what they need, and there's nothing we can do about it because there's almost nothing to take away from them. "Oh, there's a 'No Loading/Unloading' sign? Let me stop just in front of it so I can read it while passengers board my awesome-dragon-ball-Z painted love machine." We go woozah na lang, then tweet "die jejemon, dieee!"
Also we have the private sector; these are the cars other than the abovementioned. If you happen to be driving, look to your left. That guy in the Honda picking his nose, yep, that's who I'm talking about. These are the people ranging from the "medyo" poor to average. They follow the rules but will probably break them if they could get away with it. The "medyo" poor to average are more law abiding because they have enough in life to lose, but not enough to be above the rules. These are the people who tweet about the jejemon that just cut him off.
Then we have the influential and omfg-sarap-mong-kidnapin rich. These are the cars that cost more than the average house. They have either the power or the money to be the Kings of the Road (sometimes Wang-wang equipped, police escorted epaloids) They have their fingers in everything, and can't be apprehended... If apprehended, one of those fingers, will form a big F U sign coz they can afford it(Robert Carabuena thought he was one of them, di pala. I feel you, bro.)
Let's not forget about the traffic enforcers, those uniformed "public servants". They represent our leaders. A few good ones, a lot of bad. They direct the flow of this country through legislation, keeping everyone in check. Without them, this chaos would be more chaotic. They should be respected, but sometimes you just want to go Carabuena on them. Sometimes they actually know what they're doing, but sometimes they just quote bloggers, twisting things to fit their cause (Tito Sotto, I am talking about you, you kapal-faced person). Parang babae; can't live with them, can't live without them... But since they lack the sexy curves and boobies, just two words: necessary evil.
Finally, we have the pot holes. Often, unexpected and undeserved by the law abiding citizen. They either happen because someone did not do their job right, or we were just too lazy to avoid it, or force majeure(that's just a fancy term for Act of God. Never heard of it? Try riding one of our local airlines, uso iyan dun.) These pot holes can merely annoy us or devastate us, depending on the damage to our car(which is a metaphor for our lives, in case you still don't get it. If you still don't, why da puck are we still friends? Just kidding, wag sensitive.)
So with all this negativity in our attempt to traverse the great EDSA, what do have left to look forward to? With all the randomness, some people stay for the long drive, most just for the short trip. Amidst the epals and epaloids, we can choose who we want to ride with in this journey; our passengers can either be our family, our friends, and our significant other. They make our lives more exciting, more meaningful, and sometimes just laugh-out-loud funny, making the ride worth it.
This is just my take on how life is like in the Philippines, and hopefully it makes some sense.
Disclaimer: any resemblance to actual life is purely coincidental, except to Tito Sotto. No amount of cosmic supernatural 'invisible hand' thingamajig can come together to replicate the level of idiocy that lolo-wolverine-wannabe has shown.
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