Political Correctness Now Legislated In The Philippines: A Win For Snowflakes

Things that have been happening in the U.S., Canada, and elsewhere in the world are about to finally happen here in the Philippines. This may be the first step.

The absurdity of political correctness has now been legislated!

Criminalizing “offensive” speech is an attack on critical thinking as it suppresses dialogue.

How do you quantify “offensive”? When somebody’s butthurt, they already have the right to sue?

Think about the implications of this.

This is the effect of making feelings the priority instead of facts.

How can you have a discussion with someone who has opposing ideas then when this law is in place?

With this law, I can easily claim that I am offended by a contrasting idea to get someone from an opposing camp jailed or penalized.

It is no longer a stretch of the imagination for something like a Christian business being sued out of existence by a same-sex couple, an atheist, a Muslim, or the rest of the world for that matter.

For instance, let’s say I am running this farm where I live as an events venue and I decided to refuse a same-sex couple from having a wedding here. If that couple claims offense, I can be sued even if I refuse service in the most respectful of ways.

Risa Hontiveros certainly opened up a can of worms with this “Bastos” law of hers.

Ironically, the “Bastos” law is “bastos”. This is what you can expect from leftist liberal ideology. They would claim tolerance and respect of other beliefs yet they would suppress and even destroy others who would oppose. This is fascism at its finest.

Say goodbye to comedy clubs then.

It’s disappointing that the President allowed that bill to lapse into law.

Certainly, a win for snowflakes is the loss of true freedom of speech.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised if any of my posts from this day forward would be suppressed.


Life as a “Single” Guy – Stories Through Musical Improvisation: II. “Is That You, Eve?”

It is natural for man to look for that other half, “katuwang” in the Tagalog language. Living as a single guy can be rather difficult emotionally. Erik Erikson identified eight stages of human development, and apparently I still fall under stage 6, intimacy vs. isolation. I struggle with the fact that I have lost 14 years of my life in a relationship that didn’t work out in the end, and I felt the need to search for that someone, my “Eve” so to speak. Here is a reflection of that state as told via improvisation on the piano:

Living in Solitude Is…

…probably one of the loneliest things I have ever experienced. However, it has become one of the most liberating.

Not too long ago, I was in a marriage that lasted close to 14 years. It had to end. It had run its course. Safe to say although I worked and fought hard to keep it together, it crumbled down. It fell apart like a house of cards. I will spare you the details because obviously it’s very personal, but the very root as to why it came to a bad close was it ceased being a marriage at a certain point in time.

Marriage is supposed to be an agreement between two people to share each other’s worlds, to live life together, to be faithful to one another and collect memories over a lifetime. When one of these two people cease to believe in this, the marriage ceases to exist. It is not a marriage when one of two would believe that everything around him/her is the center of the universe and that everything else, including his/her spouse exists only in support of his/her existence.

God knows how I loved my former wife. I had been blind to everything else around me. I put a wall around myself, set myself apart from everything else that had defined me, almost cut ties with friends and family she had come to revile so much, even cut off God out of my life so that I would be able to love her, support her, and nurture her. Yes, it did take a toll in my soul, but I did it all because of love. She had become an idol I worshiped.

Years ago, I started to rediscover myself once again and I had started to go back to who I was. This was the least of her desires and she decided to cut me out of my life. Although we lived under the same house, we ceased to be husband and wife. I still tried to keep it all together as I tried to make memories and share more experiences with her. It was clear, however, that she wanted none of that, to the point that she even cut off our son from her existence. She wanted to be the star of her movie, and she would never tolerate anything else. It became as if I was just her employee; she paid some of the bills as a form of remuneration for my services. She simply became a tenant in my house. The relationship was dead, and I didn’t realize it until later.

A certain event made it clear to me that from her perspective, it was all about herself. She doesn’t want to be involved in my life or in our son’s. This made me furious, angry. That was it. I ceased loving her. All my fidelity and all my effort came to nothing. I said to myself this is not the life I’m meant to live. I ended our almost 14-year relationship. It was painful but it had to be done, thinking that it was for the kind of happiness she wanted and for the kind of life I desired.

My eyes had been opened to what my family and friends had seen years before. I did not listen to what they had said to me in the past. I regret putting up that wall around me in order to cease hearing their good advice. I can never take back the years that had been lost. All I can do now is rebuild my life.

While living in solitude is rather lonely, I do not regret setting myself free. In my heart I know that this is temporary, that one day I would be able to find someone to share my life and my world with. Until that day comes, I will keep on picking up the pieces of my shattered soul and look forward into the future.

I Wish Most Filipino Luthiers Were…

…able to create real, unique, custom instruments!

Please take note that I have deep admiration for Filipino luthiers. I am not insulting  or trying to offend such fine craftsmen. Their craftsmanship is superb. That I do not doubt. However, it seems to me that most of them are afraid to take up the challenge of experimenting and building unique instruments that will bring about new sounds that will bring about much needed change in the OPM scene.

I will admit I am crazy. I have this loony side. I like weird stuff, with weirdness that crosses over the border of becoming unique without sacrificing function. For years, I have had this dream or aspiration that one day, a Filipino luthier would be able to make the instrument/s of my dreams. Some of these instruments I dream of having include extended-range guitars (more than 7 strings) and a guitar that can function like a viola de gamba (arched bridge and fretboard). It feels very frustrating that these proud luthiers can’t build any of these. There are a number of things or reasons why these luthiers can’t make such instruments, and that would include lack of materials or a lack of knowledge.

One day, while I was on Facebook, I approached this luthier who had a substantial following. I requested from him to give me an estimate as to how much it would take for them to build it. He said he can’t do it because he doesn’t have existing patterns or templates for it. I said I’d take the risk of spending more just to make sure my vision is realized. Afterwards, he said he just can’t do it. A few months later, he starts spewing pictures of how he masterfully copied Taylors, Gibsons, Martins, and Fenders for his customers.

What does this tell us? Do we revel at the fact that we are good copycats? Why can’t we Filipinos aspire for bigger goals? Why can’t just try to change? Why do we have to stick to years of traditions that don’t push us forward?

Again, I am NOT trying to insult Filipino Luthiers out there. I am merely posing a challenge. Please build real custom instruments, not just copies of popular brands like Taylor, Fender, Martin, Gibson, Guild, etc.

Philippine Democracy is a Farce: It is a Plutocracy!

“He who has the gold, makes the rules.”





1. Oligarch sets up business.
2. Oligarch employs local labor dirt cheap.














Overpriced Electricity and Water…It’s More Fun in the Philippines

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Overpriced electricity and water…It’s more fun in the Philippines.